Free Friends With Full Benefits (Friends With… Benefits Series (Book 2)) by Luke Young Page B
Authors: Luke Young
happy, but I want to be sure you’re okay with this."
Relaxing his posture, he nodded at her. "It’s a little creepy, but I’ll survive. I guess it's better than you marrying that weird religious guy you told me about... This whole Laura thing caused me to kind of lose it, maybe more than I would have otherwise. Also, I can't find a job and..."
Jillian opened her arms, inviting him in for a hug. He stood and moved to her. As they embraced, Victoria noticed the crack of his ass sticking out of his old, worn-out boxers as they hung on his body. Her heart rate quickened as she worried about Jillian noticing her son's exposure.
Turning to Victoria with a tear streaming down her cheek, Jillian gave her a smile.
Victoria returned an uneasy one. "Um, do you want to stay for breakfast?"
"Oh, no. I just wanted to make sure he was okay."
"Okay, then."
"I’ve got to go." Jillian looked back at Rob. "Come home when you’re ready, and we can talk more about it."
"I will."
Jillian stood motionless for a moment, glancing at the two of them, her suspicion creeping back. Forcing those thoughts from her head, she delivered a comforting smile to Victoria. "If you want to talk about the David thing, call me later."
"Okay, thanks."
After closing the door, Victoria took a deep breath and looked at Rob. "Shit! Why did we do this?"
"I'll tell you why… It was fucking amazing!"
"Yeah…" Her heart raced and she suddenly felt her mouth go dry. "It was amazing, but... don’t go... uh... buying me flowers, or anything. This can’t happen again, and we can never, ever tell her or anyone else. Got that?"
"Sure, but where the hell did you learn to suck cock like that? I mean, you're, like, a blowjob expert."
After blushing for a moment, she came back to her senses. "Promise me. Tell no one."
"Who, me... what? Don’t worry about me. I'll never say a word."
He gave her a sexy smile before moving his gaze down to the bulge growing in his boxers. "Look, you got me worked up again, just thinking about your lips wrapped around my dick. Since we're never going to do it again, do you wanna maybe just once more…?" He motioned toward her bedroom with a head nod.
Glancing down at his boxers, she shook her head in disbelief. "I'm going to pretend you didn't ask me that." After pointing toward his clothes draped across the chair, she turned and disappeared behind her bedroom door.
He frowned as he began putting on his clothes.
12
Rob returned home minutes later. Brian was sitting out by the pool, drinking a beer. Jillian and Rob stood by the back door, staring out at him.
She placed her hand on his shoulder. "Are you really okay with this?"
"Yeah, I am."
"He feels so bad about this. Can you go out there and make him feel better?"
She handed him two beers, and he walked out and sat in the lounge chair next to Brian. Glancing over to him with a sorrowful look, Brian shrugged his shoulders. "Sorry about last night."
Rob grinned. "Nice dick." He handed Brian a beer.
"Sorry about that, too."
"If I was gay, you would definitely be my type."
They each took a big gulp from their beers, looked at each other with straight faces, then broke into a smile. Brian’s smile slowly faded, and he looked at Rob with a serious expression. "Your mom... Really, I didn’t intend, uh... It just happened."
"I know."
They took another hit from their beers. Rob said, "Well, I did fuck Natalie in the ass, and all. Even when you guys were still..."
"Yeah, you did, you little prick." Brian broke into a slight grin.
"But it’s not like I fucked your mom in the ass, or anything."
Before Rob even finished getting it out, Brian’s brain launched into an exploration of four uniquely separate emotions. First was amusement, since the comment—although inappropriate—was pretty funny. Second was lust, since he’d actually done that to Rob’s mother, and it was magical (the image flashed in his mind). Third was guilt, since he had actually
Relaxing his posture, he nodded at her. "It’s a little creepy, but I’ll survive. I guess it's better than you marrying that weird religious guy you told me about... This whole Laura thing caused me to kind of lose it, maybe more than I would have otherwise. Also, I can't find a job and..."
Jillian opened her arms, inviting him in for a hug. He stood and moved to her. As they embraced, Victoria noticed the crack of his ass sticking out of his old, worn-out boxers as they hung on his body. Her heart rate quickened as she worried about Jillian noticing her son's exposure.
Turning to Victoria with a tear streaming down her cheek, Jillian gave her a smile.
Victoria returned an uneasy one. "Um, do you want to stay for breakfast?"
"Oh, no. I just wanted to make sure he was okay."
"Okay, then."
"I’ve got to go." Jillian looked back at Rob. "Come home when you’re ready, and we can talk more about it."
"I will."
Jillian stood motionless for a moment, glancing at the two of them, her suspicion creeping back. Forcing those thoughts from her head, she delivered a comforting smile to Victoria. "If you want to talk about the David thing, call me later."
"Okay, thanks."
After closing the door, Victoria took a deep breath and looked at Rob. "Shit! Why did we do this?"
"I'll tell you why… It was fucking amazing!"
"Yeah…" Her heart raced and she suddenly felt her mouth go dry. "It was amazing, but... don’t go... uh... buying me flowers, or anything. This can’t happen again, and we can never, ever tell her or anyone else. Got that?"
"Sure, but where the hell did you learn to suck cock like that? I mean, you're, like, a blowjob expert."
After blushing for a moment, she came back to her senses. "Promise me. Tell no one."
"Who, me... what? Don’t worry about me. I'll never say a word."
He gave her a sexy smile before moving his gaze down to the bulge growing in his boxers. "Look, you got me worked up again, just thinking about your lips wrapped around my dick. Since we're never going to do it again, do you wanna maybe just once more…?" He motioned toward her bedroom with a head nod.
Glancing down at his boxers, she shook her head in disbelief. "I'm going to pretend you didn't ask me that." After pointing toward his clothes draped across the chair, she turned and disappeared behind her bedroom door.
He frowned as he began putting on his clothes.
12
Rob returned home minutes later. Brian was sitting out by the pool, drinking a beer. Jillian and Rob stood by the back door, staring out at him.
She placed her hand on his shoulder. "Are you really okay with this?"
"Yeah, I am."
"He feels so bad about this. Can you go out there and make him feel better?"
She handed him two beers, and he walked out and sat in the lounge chair next to Brian. Glancing over to him with a sorrowful look, Brian shrugged his shoulders. "Sorry about last night."
Rob grinned. "Nice dick." He handed Brian a beer.
"Sorry about that, too."
"If I was gay, you would definitely be my type."
They each took a big gulp from their beers, looked at each other with straight faces, then broke into a smile. Brian’s smile slowly faded, and he looked at Rob with a serious expression. "Your mom... Really, I didn’t intend, uh... It just happened."
"I know."
They took another hit from their beers. Rob said, "Well, I did fuck Natalie in the ass, and all. Even when you guys were still..."
"Yeah, you did, you little prick." Brian broke into a slight grin.
"But it’s not like I fucked your mom in the ass, or anything."
Before Rob even finished getting it out, Brian’s brain launched into an exploration of four uniquely separate emotions. First was amusement, since the comment—although inappropriate—was pretty funny. Second was lust, since he’d actually done that to Rob’s mother, and it was magical (the image flashed in his mind). Third was guilt, since he had actually