I went to the stove and took a roast from the oven. We stood near one another as I said, “It needs to sit awhile.”

C came up silent beside me, her hand holding my wrist drawing a line up my arm, pressing her shoulder against me, “Mmmm, k.”

I began to run my fingers through her hair. She leaned her head against me, then twirling herself around, was facing me, looking down pressed my cock with her hand.

“Still there," she said meeting my eye holding her mouth open.

I watched her hand at my crotch. I let her open my trousers, tugging them down my thighs. My penis...