~ 23 ~
It’s been a week since our camping trip and we’ve managed to sneak around quite successfully. Tonight is dinner at mum and dads house. I’ve subtly tried to probe mum about the problems with dad. But she isn’t telling me anything. The fact that dinner is still on is a good sign, I guess. Trey has been away for the week, so I haven’t had to answer his questions about my sudden overly happy mood. The second he gets back, he will know something is up with me. But I’ll deal with that when it comes.
Walking into my childhood home, I head straight for the fridge to get myself a glass of wine.
“Hey baby.” Miles breathes in my ear and kisses my ear lobe. Instantly I am hungry for him.
“Miles, we’re playing with fire doing that here.” I say but I don’t push him away.
“Doing what?” he dances his fingers up my thigh and under my dress while nibbling my ear lobe.
I close my eyes and enjoy the feeling of his hands on me. We seem to have trouble keeping our hands off each other.
“Beth, darling was that you I heard come into the house?” Mum’s voice drawers closer and I push Miles away just as Mum enters the kitchen.
“Hi Mum.” I smile and she wraps me up in a motherly hug.
“Don’t you look radiant.” She comments. “A new skin cream?” she asks.
“Something like that.” I reply and see Miles smirk from the corner of my eyes.
“It’s a shame Trey is still away.”
“Yeah, I think he’ll be back in a few days.” I say.
“Come out to the patio, your dad is just finishing a swim then he will start the barbeque. Did you get more beers, Miles?”
“Sure did. Let’s go.” Miles says and gestures for us to go outside. As soon as I have walked in front of him, I feel his hands all over my ass. Damn, I’m not sure I’m going to get through this dinner without some sort of relief. My pussy is wet and needy.
I don’t pick up on any tension between mum and dad during dinner. In fact, they seem a bit touchy feely with one another. Maybe they have sorted their issues out. I’m sure if they wanted me to know they would have told me.
After dinner I offer to do the washing up so I carry in as many dishes as I can and begin to fill the sink with hot, bubbly water. I am soon interrupted by Miles who sidles up next to me and grabs my face with his hands placing his lips on mine.
“Mmmm, I like that.” I moan.
“Do you like this?” he says and slides his hand under my panties and spreads my lips apart, inserting a finger into my wet core.
The feeling is so unexpected that the gasp leaving my mouth is louder than it should be.
Adding another finger, I lean forward so that the sink supports me as my boyfriend fingers my pussy.
“Shhh, your parents are right out that door.” Miles covers my mouth with his spare hand to stifle my moans. “You’ll have to be quick if you want to come.”
He changes his angle and is now hitting my g-spot and fuck it feels good. I can hear my juices as he finger fucks me.
I bite down on his hand as my orgasm rips through me. I can hear Miles’ intake of breath and feel my release running down my legs.
Removing his fingers from my pussy, he grins at me as he licks his fingers.
“Would you two like more drinks? Oh gosh, Beth are you okay?” Mum startles as she walks into the kitchen.
“Um, I’m great.” I manage to squeak out.
“Your face is so red and you look odd.” She walks up to me and places her hand on my forehead.
“Mum, gosh don’t do that. I don’t have a temperature. The water is just a little too hot, is all.”
“Right, well leave the dishes for now. Come and sit outside.”
That’s twice in one night she has almost caught us. We really need to be more careful.