All the Time by Cherie Denis Page A

honey and the silk was sticking to him in several obvious
places.
    The best way to handle the situation was act
nonchalant, so Mike did. “Yeah?”
    The young woman finally met his eyes and the
grin on her pretty face said it all. She liked what she'd seen.
    Silently, Mike continued to stare at the
pretty stranger and was rewarded by the slow suffusion of pink
rising from the low neckline of her tank-top to her cheeks.
    “Sorry,” the young woman mumbled.
    Mike had a feeling she wasn’t sorry at all.
He couldn’t blame her. After all, he was nearly naked and had a
hard-on big enough to choke a horse. His cock wasn’t losing
strength, but seemed to be growing larger as he got an eye-full of
the young woman standing on the front porch.
    Well, shit. He wasn’t dead yet and she was
pretty.
    “Yeah?” he said a second time.
    “Oh,” she whispered struggling to keep her
eyes above his chin. “Uh…”
    “Mikey,” Lainie called. “Who’s at the door,
darling?” She sounded a tiny bit frustrated. Join the fuckin’
crowd, he was pretty frustrated himself.
    “Well?” Mike asked the visitor.
     
    * * * *
     
    “Oh, hey, Mrs. Sneider,” the woman answered.
“It’s me, Tracey Canady, from next door.” She stood on tiptoes in
order to see around the large, nearly naked man standing in the way
and a gasp escaped her open lips. Heat crawled up Tracey’s spine.
“Oh, my God.” Tracey tried not to react, but it was impossible not
to when her neighbor was draped over a chair in the living room
naked as the day she was born.
    “What do you want, Tracey?” Lainie’s eyes met
hers. “In case you haven’t noticed, honey, we’re very busy here at
the moment.”
    No kidding . Tracey’s cheeks burned
with mortification. “I’m so sorry,” she managed to say, above the
embarrassment. “I’m delivering the candy you ordered from my little
sister, Wendy.”
    “Oh, thanks, honey, just give it to Mike.
He’ll have to pay you later I’m afraid, cause I need his able
assistance right this moment.” Lainie raised her upper body off the
chair arm and gave Tracey a startling view of naked breasts.
    Tracey’s own nipples peaked taut and her
breasts swelled in reaction to the sight of Lainie’s nude body.
    “Oh, sure…whatever…” Tracey managed to
mumble, feeling like an idiot. She pulled her eyes away from Lainie
only to find she was face to chest with Mike’s lightly furred
chest. God. There were naked people wherever she looked. Her eyes
drifted downward of their own accord and she found she was staring
at her handsome neighbors rampant cock.
    It wasn’t her fault she was staring. Mike
Sneider was just too fuckin’ sexy to ignore. He made the boys she’d
been dating look like babies.
    “Here, Mr. Sneider.” Tracey handed the
plastic bag in her hand to Mike. “That’ll be $10.75. But, hey, no
hurry. You know where we live.”
    Tracey had to get away, because if she didn’t
get off the porch now, she was going to grab her neighbor’s cock
and take some of what he had to offer for herself. Screw Lainie
Sneider. Tracey wanted the delicious Mr. Sneider all to
herself.
    She took a step backward and nearly fell off
the porch.
    So much for being graceful .
     
    * * * *
     
    Lainie bit the inside of her mouth to keep
from grinning. She realized what Tracey was seeing could be a
little intimidating. Lainie had been intimidated herself the first
time she'd seen Mike nude. Mike took the crinkling bag out of
Tracey’s slightly shaking fingers. Lainie had a fleeting thought
about suggesting Mike bring the sexy, young woman in to join the
fun. Lainie checked out Tracey's breasts. She was nicely endowed.
Lainie's eyes cruised the rest of Tracey’s long, firm body. It
wasn't bad. She had to be an athlete. She had a great pair of legs.
Again, Lainie thought about asking Tracey to join them. No. Not
today. She wanted Mike all to herself. Maybe another time.
    Lainie wasn't surprised when Mike turned on
the charm.