"Um, I just came down to get some popcorn," I said. In my fantasy, this is where they'd tell me to forget the popcorn, join them on the couch, and then...

"Oh, sure. We have plenty in the pantry. I'll show you where it is," Mrs. Carson said, standing from the couch and derailing my train of thought.

Well, shit. I knew nothing was actually going to happen here, but still... I was disappointed.

I let Mrs. Carson take the lead, and I couldn't help but stare at her ass as she walked in front of me. So perfectly full and toned... her jeans molding it so tightly I could...