Chapter 11
“Oh. I’m ready.”
“Then let’s get rid of these.” The unfastening of each button on Jacob’s shirt made his cock a little bit harder. Wendy struggled with the zipper on his pants, a smile her only comment, as the thickness of him strained against his white cotton briefs. “So much hair.”
“Since I was younger than Rory, I’ve always had it.”
She purred. She growled, as she ran her fingers through it. “Rory? What made you think of him at a time like this?”
“I….” Jacob sputtered. “Nothing, really. I was just saying I was young once, and just as hairy.”
“I see. We’re still young, as young as Rory, practically, and he’s as old as us. Even if time isn’t an illusion, Mr. Einstein, we’ll all be in our twenties together in a matter of days.”
“If you say so. Now…How come I’m standing here in underwear and you’re still fully clothed?” She was ravishing, and Jacob couldn’t wait to feel her warmth against him.
“I suppose I was waiting for you to undress me.”