Inappropriate Thoughts (Victoria Wilde #1) by Ian Dalton

squirting down
her bikini with the spray bottle.
    "He left her with a lot of life insurance,
an unfilled sexual appetite, and a little mad at the world. That’s
a dangerous combination."
    When they could both clearly see Victoria’s
nipples again, Jillian said, "Now I’ve got to take that from her."
Then she headed to the door.
    "Don’t do it on my account," he said.
    When she reached the door, Jillian tossed
over her shoulder, "Rob could come home, and he doesn’t need to see
those."
    Brian watched her go, disagreeing with her
one hundred percent.
     

18
    Brian rushed up to his room and went into
the bathroom; he noticed the remnants of Victoria’s lap dance were
still slightly visible on his shorts. He pulled them off, took a
close look, and then shook his head and smiled as he stood in front
of the mirror. After pausing to think, he hesitantly brought the
shorts to his nose. It had been so long since he’d smelled a
woman’s delicious scent. He inhaled deeply then closed his eyes,
savoring the musk. Luckily, he hadn’t yet broken a sweat in the
gym, so what he was breathing in was all Victoria. He fantasized
about being back in the gym, gazing at Victoria’s perfect ass in
the string bikini as she lay on the leg machine.
    But as he pictured it in his mind, it was
Jillian’s ass he saw in his mind’s eye. (He remembered it so
vividly after seeing her by the pool.) He exhaled deeply as he
imagined running his hands slowly up both of her legs until he
reached her curvy rear. He slipped his hands to the ties on each
side of her bottoms and slowly pulled the strings until they fell
away. Reaching up, he peeled down the lone string that had slipped
between her cheeks, as Jillian lifted her ass off the bench and
exposed her shaved pussy and tiny pink asshole to him. He leaned in
to kiss her, and—
    Pulling himself out of the fantasy, he
dropped the shorts to the floor, and glanced down at his erection,
which was fighting to break free from his boxer briefs. Ashamed, he
looked up at himself in the mirror. How could he be fantasizing
about doing that to his best friend’s mother? He stripped off his
clothes and showered, ignoring his massive erection. It would be a
cold shower—a really cold one.
    After the unfulfilling shower, Brian walked
to the window and saw that Jillian and Victoria were still out by
the pool. He decided he’d spend the rest of the day in the house
rather than go out and risk joining them. Maybe that way he could
avoid throwing himself into another potentially embarrassing
situation. He felt Victoria was an attractive but dangerous woman
who acted as though a giant meteor was four hours from destroying
the planet, and she wanted to bang as many guys as she could before
impact.
     
     
    Rob returned from his day trip with Laura
just before dinner. She had been arguing with him most of the day
about why he chose to bring Brian home with him, since it would
undoubtedly lead to Rob and her spending less time together. She
had planned to spend most of the week with Rob having sex, but he'd
been back more than a day, and they still hadn’t done it once. The
trip they took that day was unavoidable, and Rob felt like he
couldn’t leave Brian all alone in the house on only his second
night in Miami. But Laura demanded that he spend the night with
her, especially since it was his birthday. She promised to find an
attractive friend for Brian so they could double date, but on such
short notice, Laura didn’t have a chance to find someone for that
night.
    Rob swore to Laura that it would just be the
two of them going out that night, but then he thought he had a
better idea. Brian could be their designated driver. It would be
his birthday gift to Rob. That way, both Rob and Laura could start
drinking at dinner, get really drunk at a bar afterward, and they
could spend most of the night with Brian while he drove them around
the city.
    When Rob and Brian picked Laura up, Brian could
tell that she was not at