Foreword
GETTING OFF TOGETHER!
His body touched hers, and Charlotte flinched mightily. His hands came over her shoulder, her hips; oh God, it was wild and crazy and wrong, but so wonderful that she was going to explode with the wonder of it. She was going to screw her best friend's son!
"Mrs. Mason," he said, his breath tickling her back, stirring into the nape of her neck. "Mrs. Mason. ... "
Then she felt his hard rod against her naked back, felt it pushing against her bare buttocks and, in reflex, she hiked her ass back to press it harder. His fingers found her breast, and his slim, warm hand cupped it, caressed it slowly and with seeming awe, feeling over the erect nipple and pressing gently down upon the melon shape of the tautly packed flesh.
1His other hand drifted over her shivering tummy, felt into her navel, fondled slowly down until his fingertips barely touched into the thickly matted wealth of her pubic hair.
With a broken gasp, Charlotte turned over, whirled to slam her aching body against his young, slimly muscled one!