"No," he says. "It's a great plan. Tell you what, dinner is on me, dessert is on you, Mister Maple Sky."
My cock thickens. I've never been so glad to be wearing my Maple Sky apron because that's the effect that being around Jud has on me, not to mention that now I'm thinking about all the things I can do with him tonight.
"It's a deal. Now please go before I do something that I shouldn't."
His eyes darken, and a slow smile spreads over his soft lips. "You wouldn't."
"Don't test me."
With slow, practiced moves, he spreads a spoonful of maple cream onto a sample piece of bread and raises it to his mouth. I see his tongue teasing out the maple cream just before he puts the whole piece in his mouth. Then he turns around and leaves.
Fuck, I think I need a creemee to cool me down. But that gives me even more ideas for fun with Jud. Is there anything that doesn't make me horny for Judson Hale?
My answer is a few yards away, where I spot the camera crew approaching.
I put on my best smile and wait for them to make their way to the stall. We were told they'd be like a fly on the wall and to ignore them because they just want to have some shots of us going about our daily lives.
Jud's turn is tomorrow. They're filming at his place while he helps his mom with a cupcake order for a birthday party.
The crew follows me after the market to my parent's farm and gets to see the milk production. We have quite a few calves who are now weaning and being introduced to grass. A lot of what we do at the farm is essential but not nice once you learn more about it. But no one can deny how adorable baby cows are.
As soon as they leave, I tell my mom I'm staying at the cabin. She gives me a strange look when I decline her offer to take some food with me. I tell her not to worry because I froze some of her leftovers from weeks ago, but I don't think she's buying my excuse.
The day I came out, I also told my mom how I felt about Jud. Since then, I haven’t made a secret of any of my hookups or brief relationships. She doesn't need to know the details, but I know she cares about me, so I give her as much as I can to show her my heart is well protected.
Except, Jud is here now, and I'm pretty sure both she and Jud's mom already know there's something between us. I stop thinking about it when I approach the cabin and see Jud sitting on the porch steps and playing on his phone, a bag of groceries next to him.
I park the truck and jump out, running straight to him to give him the kiss he should have had earlier today.
"Fuck, Sky. Way to greet a man," he says, adjusting his dick through his jeans.
"You don't approve?"
He pulls me down for another kiss.
"I very much approve, but you stink, and I'm hungry."
"Sorry, babe. Let's go in. I'll get in the shower while you cook."
I don't mean to use the term of endearment, but if it bothers Jud, he doesn't show it. I also can't promise it won't slip out again.
Before I get in the shower, I quickly change my bedsheets. It’s been a few weeks since I’ve slept here regularly, and while they don't smell, I prefer to have my way with Jud in clean bedding.
I'm in full seduction mode. I remembered to turn the heat up on my way out of the kitchen, so after I get out of the shower, I throw on a pair of gray sweatpants, forgoing underwear and a shirt.
I know Jud wants this as much as I do, but showing him exactly how much I want him won't hurt a bit.
There's some kind of classical music coming from the kitchen, and I hear Jud whistling to the melody. When I turn into the kitchen, planning on ogling him from the doorway, my jaw drops.
Touché, Judson. Touché.
I close my eyes and open them again, but I'm not imagining it. I really have Judson Hale in my kitchen, barefoot, wearing just a pair of tight black boxer briefs. He's swaying to the music and stirring something in a pot on the stove.
"Fuck, I think I just came in my pants. You should be illegal," I say.
He turns the stove off and dips his finger in the sauce, licking it before turning around to face me.
I groan and run my hands over my face.
