That dress had looked great on her, hugged her in all sorts of good places. I got a decent look at her curves and figured my hands would fit there nicely.
I leaned my back into the shower and felt my cock growing to life. Cindy’s dark green eyes were looking at me as her hair poured over her shoulders. Fuck. She was a beautiful woman with thick thighs and luscious tits and a waist that I could wrap my hands around. I grabbed my cock and began to pump, imagining her in all sorts of positions and moaning my name.
“Cindy. Fuck.”
I thrust into the palm of my hand, imagining myself diving into her pussy while those thick legs spread for me as her arousal coated my cock. That tight little hole stuffed while I played with her clit. I pictured her tits bouncing and her chest heaving, her body unable to move as I held her legs high in the air. I bet she would look incredible on my kitchen counter with my tongue lapping up her dripping juices as she moaned my name.
Fuck.
My toes curled as I thought of taking her in my bed, thrusting into her and making her tits jump against my body. My calloused hands roaming her soft curves as her body molded to my every whim.
“Holy shit. Yeah. Cindy. Ugh.”
I saw her mouth on my cock, swallowing my length down the back of her throat. Those beautiful green eyes watering for me while she took me like a queen. I could feel her fingernails digging into my thighs, her cheeks hollowed out to suck me dry. I squeezed my eyes shut, felt my body tense, and then shot threads of cum clear across the damn shower.
All while imagining filling her body with it.
I thrust into my hand, dreaming of her body writhing against me. My toes curled into the shower floor as the grease from the garage dripped down my body. The force of my orgasm took me to my knees, rendering me breathless as my mind began to spin.
I saw that cute little smile of hers and those pouty little lips. I saw her nestled against my body, the dip in her waist beckoning to my hand. I could see her shoulders rising and falling with the rhythmic breathing of her sleep, her leg tucked between mine as my arm pulled her close.
I planted my hands on the shower floor and drew in a shuddering breath.
What the fuck was I going to do?
CHAPTER 11
CINDY
“Come get me, Uncle Paul!”
I sat on the back porch and watched Paul chase Lily around the backyard. It was nice having him around. Him coming over to play with Lily gave me a chance to breathe. I wrapped my sweater around my body and held onto it, smiling as my daughter’s giggles hit my ears. Paul had been coming around a lot since I’d gotten back into town and, though it was a little stifling, it was also nice. Not having a security system did bother me at times, but with Paul being a police officer, it made me feel better about living on my own.
The house we were in had been my childhood home. It was small and quaint, and my mother was determined to keep it in the family. When Bradley and I got married, he deployed shortly after, and we’d used the extra money from his deployment to buy it from my mother. We always said we would settle back here one day. Us and Paul and whoever he was married to by that point. We’d made a pact to raise our kids together and look after one another, and it never occurred to me that all our plans would fall apart so quickly.
When Bradley died, I didn’t have a job. I had his life insurance and his truck and his military gear. It killed me to sell all of that off, but I wasn’t willing to give up the house. Bradley was hell-bent on us getting back to my hometown, the place where we had first met.
And I wasn’t going to sell off the house simply because I couldn’t afford it at the time.
Paul had been a massive help through all of that. When I was finally ready to come home, he was the one who’d fixed up the house, cleaned it up and thrown open the windows to get rid of the dust. He had the furniture professionally cleaned despite my insistence and hired someone to come in and clean down the bathrooms.
He had been a lifesaver, and I would always be in his debt for that.
“Man, that kid can really run,” Paul said.
His voice pulled me from my thoughts.
“She wears me out,” I said.
“I have no idea how you’re doing it by yourself,” he said. “I finally convinced her to play in her water thing over there for a little bit.”
“You've got some time then. She’ll play in that for another hour.”
“Did you enjoy the block party yesterday?” he asked.
“Yes, though I could’ve done without the sucker you gave Lily. She was bouncing off the walls the rest of the day.”
“Oh, it was just a sucker. She was fine.”
“Ask me next time. That’s all I want,” I said.
“Who was that guy you were talking to?”
“Kevin?” I asked.
“No, the other one.”
“Oh! Graham. Yeah, he’s new to the area, I think. He’s my neighbor.”
“He’s what?”
“My neighbor. Dolores is to my left, and Graham’s to my right,” I said.
The look on Paul’s face was hard to discern. It morphed from shock to confusion before hardening into something I couldn’t decipher. Did that bother him for some reason?
“He’s a good guy. Seems nice enough,” I said.
“You sure about that?” Paul asked.
“I mean, what’s he gonna do?” I asked.
“Do you know anything about him?”
“I know he’s got a soft spot for Lily.”
“You’ve brought him around Lily?”
“She plays in the yard, and he sees her. What’s the big deal?” I asked.
“The big deal is I made a promise to watch out for you and her, and some random guy has appeared out of nowhere.”
“You’re a police officer. Run a background check if you’re so worried about it.”
“Maybe I will,” he said.
“And by the way? You made Bradley a promise to watch out for us, not be overprotective of us.”
“Sorry. I just want you guys to settle in okay,” he said.
“And we are,” I assured him. I watched Paul nod his head as his eyes followed Lily across the yard. She was dumping water into the grass and spinning around, spraying it everywhere and laughing up a storm. Paul was being overprotective, and it was getting annoying, but I understood why he was doing it. Bradley was his best friend, and it changed him when he passed. He caved in on himself and didn’t talk much to others. Outside of Lily and me, I didn’t see him interact with many people on a regular basis anymore.
So I tolerated what I could and called him out on the rest.
“You two getting hungry?” Paul asked.
“What did you have in mind?”
“There’s this new place that opened up in town. Figured we could go try it out. My treat?”
“You don’t have to do that.”
“Let me. Please.”
“Um, sure, then. Yeah. That sounds fun,” I said.
“Good. Want me to get Lily?”
“I got her. I’m just going to wipe her off before I put her in the car.”
“Oh, no. You’re not driving that heap of junk in the front yard. We can put her car seat in my car and go,” he said.
“Why does everyone hate my car?” I asked
“Because it’s a terrible car for a mother to be driving with her child in it.”
“It’s all I can afford right now.”
“Then, we’ll work to get you another one,” he said.
I collected Lily and got her cleaned up while Paul transferred her car seat. We loaded up into Paul’s SUV and set off down the road. The ride was fairly silent all the way, except for Lily talking our ears off. She wanted to know what kind of food there was and if she could get a soda and if she could have dessert and if it had a play place.
She really was relentless some days.
“Are you and Graham friends?”
“Seriously?” I asked.
“Is Graham coming too?” Lily piped up from the back seat.
“Do you want Graham to come?” Paul asked.
“Yeah! I like Graham. He gives me pizza.”
“So he can give her pizza, but I can’t give her a sucker?” Paul asked, sounding slightly annoyed.
“It was a misunderstanding. The pizza delivery guy came to us with something he’d ordered, and Lily kept begging him for a slice,” I said.
Not that it was any of his business anyway.
“What does the inside of his house look like?”