Chapter 30: Moving Chairs

Not long after Marlee was done, I finished too. It spattered all over her thighs, and more than a little landed on the sofa. I grabbed a handful of tissues from the box on the coffee table and handed them to Marlee. We wiped everything clean. When we were done, she hurried into her panties and straightened her clothes. I flopped back on the couch and didn't move. "Do you want to take a shower?" I asked. "I'll shower at home." The flush still lingered on Marlee's cheeks, and a fine sheen of...