The sexual tension is mounting and, damn, I’m ready to get this girl out of those jeans; all I want is to see her little pussy and give her a ride on my cock—because it’s been a while since I took a woman who actually made me smile. And right now I’m more than smiling; Tess and I are laughing at everything and nothing. By the time we’ve had two margaritas, a shot of tequila, and enough carne asada to feed a small nation, we’re happy and horny. I’m telling her about my trip home to see my parents, and she’s snorting as she laughs, which is pretty damn adorable. The liquor seems to drop the wall Tess has been hiding behind. “You really walked in on them like that?” she asks. “Yeah, he was taking her from behind when I walked into their room. I thought, damn, retirement doesn’t sound too bad if this is what you get to do at two o’clock in the afternoon.” “Your parents sound like they’re still really in love,”
