Chapter 2: Chapter 2

“Like that would you?”

“Me? No, I’m just saying. You wouldn’t want to slip now, would you?”

I focused in harder and was rewarded for my efforts as the woman sucked at the crutch of the G-string. Amanda's breasts were jiggling as she laughed, the dark nipples rising and falling.

My phone rang, startling me. I jumped up from the couch and answered it.

“Yes,” I snapped into it.

“Your mother is on line one,” my secretary said.

Now? She always seemed to ring at the wrong time. I hadn’t heard from her for almost six months.

“Tell her I’m with a client and will call her back,” I said.

“Who is it?’ Candice asked.

“My mother. Seriously, she has the worst timing.”

“Hate to tell you this, babe, but they almost got sprung. They’re getting dressed and cleaning themselves up.”

“Typical. Let me finish up and we’ll go out for dinner. We can get home early and take a bath together,” I said, coming up behind my chair to kiss the top of Candice’s head.