“Carl’s date apparently never existed,” Liam said. “I never had a date. I was just going to go out to a bar.”
“Mike?”
He shrugged. “Everyone else was doing their babysitting today, so I figured I would too.”
“Then why are you still in my condo?”
“Because you’re our brother and we wuv you,” Walker said, hugging me. I pushed him off.
“Also, I want some of the mashed potato bar.”
I left my siblings then headed down the hall to my bedroom. I paused outside of Tess’s door. Had she meant what she said about wanting to be back together with me? What if she had just been overcome by the new condo?
I raised my hand and almost knocked on her door then thought better of it. I shouldn’t pressure her. I would wait until she had a chance to get settled then talk to her again. I undid my tie when I walked into the master suite and took off my suit jacket and belt. I was going to help with the cooking, and it was sure to get messy. I pulled off my dress shirt and undershirt. Fishing in my closet, I pulled out a pair of heavy gray canvas pants and a long-sleeved T-shirt.
When I came out of the closet, the door to the master bath opened. And there was Tess, wearing absolutely nothing.
I felt myself grow hard.
“I thought that was you,” she said. “You didn’t want to come join me?”
“I didn’t know that was on the table.”
“Probably for the best,” she said, thoughtful.
I tensed.
“Especially since we’ve already fucked there once.”
My dick perked back up.
“You know,” she said casually, “I never got to suck you off in your office. And now you’ve already fired me, so that fantasy will never become a reality. But,” she continued craftily, “your study would do well enough!”
I followed her into the adjoining office. I locked the door, and when I turned, Tess was on her knees, her tits full and round and bare, her pussy glistening.
“I never got my severance package,” she said, crooking her finger.
I sat down at my desk.
Tess’s fingers worked the zipper of my slacks, pushed down my silken boxers, and eased out my cock.
I rested my hand on the back of her head. Not to push her—more as an anchor for myself.
Tess didn’t need any encouragement at all. Her pink lips wrapped around my cock. Her tongue swirled around the crown of my dick as if it were an ice cream cone.
I let out a low grunt, fighting back the urge to thrust into the warm heat of her mouth. My hips twitched, and she looked up through her eyelashes at me. Then she sucked me down nearly all the way.
“Fuck,” I breathed as she came up again then deepthroated me, making appreciative humming noises as she sucked my cock. I wanted to come down her throat, but I had other plans for her.
I pushed her head away, making her pout.
“I want to see my severance package all over your tits.”
I rubbed my hands over her tits, playing with them, rolling and pinching the nipples between my fingers as she bit her lip.
One of Tess’s hands snuck down between her legs.
“Not yet,” I said in a low voice. I took Tess’s hands and used them to press her tits together.
