Adam s AuntChapter 2
Christine glanced out the window at the sandy-haired young man mowing her lawn and licked her lips with a little shiver. For the last week, she'd found her thoughts almost completely consumed by sex, and two people figured very prominently in those frequent fantasies. One of them — stripped to the waist with a sheen of sweat glistening on his muscular torso — pushed a lawnmower around the various obstacles in the yard. Seeing that Adam was nearly done with the yard work, Christine turned...