He arrived home and went upstairs to his room, changed into a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, then knocked on Jill's door.

"It's not locked. Come in," he heard her say.

Jill was lying on her bed with her Kindle in her hand. She was dressed for bed in a long t-shirt and, Jimmy imagined, a pair of panties. This was her usual bedtime garb unless it was really cold out. To Jimmy, in his heightened state of arousal, she looked incredibly sexy.

"Why are you home already? It's not even 8 o'clock yet!", she inquired. Then she grinned, "Don't tell me it was a repeat of last week!"...