Cara was awakened by a groan. She thought it sounded like someone was in pain and her eyelids fluttered open. The bed space beside her was empty, so she rolled onto her back, just in time to see a gloriously naked Lance coming into the bedroom from the bathroom. Before she could say anything, he jumped beside her on the bed. But she wouldn't fall for him so easily.
"Hey hey hey," she protested, clasping her thighs shut as he ran his hand softly up her leg. She could already feel his hardening cock touching her leg and she knew it would take some tact to avoid getting speared today.
"Did you use condoms with those girls at Rob's Cove?", she demanded.
"What! What girls?"
"Oh please, stop pretending. I found you with your face between a set of huge breasts and your hand between a set of tightly locked thighs."
"Oh. But.. I..."
She seized the opportunity and quickly wriggled out of his grasp before jumping off the bed.
"I swear, I didn't make love to any of those girls."
"Yeah, right. That's if you remember anything you did, not to mention what you didn't do in your inebriated and half conscious state. Before you can get anywhere close to my panties, you'll have to get tested for every STD on the planet."
"Come on, you're being ridiculous here."
"Seriously? What's more ridiculous than what you got yourself into yesterday? By the way, even without all that, Lisa is home.. so we can't afford to fool around. We need to get you out of here ASAP, so you better get dressed."
"But my clothes are all messed up. What am I supposed to wear?"
"Look in those drawers at the nightstand," she flung over her shoulder as she made her way to the bathroom. Foreseeing this kind of situation, she had long since bought some men's clothes and even shoes too.
"Do they fit?", she asked when she finally returned from the bathroom.
"Kinda," Lance shrugged. "A little tight at the crotch though."
"It won't work," she said of the deliberate show off of his erect trouser-clad penis as she made for the door. "Just stay here. Don't move. When you hear me knock on Lisa's door twice, then you can go down."
With that, she unlocked the door and went off to her daughter's room without closing the door behind her. She found Lisa bouncing childishly about on her bed. She knocked loudly on the open door, alerting the girl to her presence and also giving Lance his cue. Immediately, she felt a tight squeeze of her backside as he left her room. The daring bastard!
"Happy church day, Mommy!", Lisa squealed as she dove into her mother's arms.
"Woaah. Someone is in great spirits today, huh?", Cara teased and quickly carried the girl into the room to prevent her from noticing Lance's departure.
"It's church day, Mommy."
"Yeah baby. And we'll soon be on our way. Perhaps you should start working on getting ready? Brush your teeth, have your bath and I'll come help you wash your beautiful hair."
"But I'm very hungry," the little girl pouted.
"Of course honey. So am I. Go brush your teeth while I work on breakfast, okay?"
"'Kay!"
With a happy Hi-Five, Lisa skittered away to the bathroom and Cara rushed down to the sitting room. She found Lance making himself comfortable on a couch, watching the morning news.
"What are you still doing here? I thought you were long gone."
"Am I that unwanted?", he sighed.
"Your mom came around yesterday and threatened fire and fury if she ever finds that I'm keeping you."
"Oh."
"Yes. So you would do well to leave now. Lisa might just come down any minute too. By the way, where's your phone?"
"I think it fell in the pool or something," he shrugged carelessly.
"Perhaps while you were sucking on breasts."
"Are you jealous?"
"Come on, get going," she urged, pushing him to the door. "Here's your cab fare."
"I thought you were gonna drive me home."
"Yeah. Like I'd take a trip to hell on a Sunday morning. Good day."
"Just a kiss?", he begged.
"No way."
She shut the door in his face and locked it.