Branndon Jr. (7 page)

Chapter Eight

“Read
to me.”

Branndon
felt a tug on his shirt and turned to see April standing beside his chair with
a book in her hand.

“How
about you read to me?” he said.

She
shook I head. “I don’t know how.”

“Is
Maddie going to teach you?”

April
shrugged her shoulders and placed the book on his lap.

He’d
read to her because he was in a good mood after some afternoon loving with her
mother. His body was still feeling the pleasure she’d brought to him when they’d
had sex just six hours ago.

“Okay,
but just until supper’s ready, okay?”

April
nodded and climbed up on the couch next to him.

He
hoped she wouldn’t insist he did voices to match the characters in the story.
He remembered his mother doing that when she read bedtime stories to him and
Jackson. It made him suddenly miss her so much. He guessed Brody felt the same
way about his mother and a sadness that she wouldn’t see him getting married.

“Hurry
up,” said April.

“You
are kind of bossy,” he said.

“Am
not.”

“Am
too,” he said, nudging her playfully before he opened the book.

“In
the woods lived a dog.”

April
pointed to the picture. “That’s him,” she said.

“It
was raining and he settled down in his chair for the night. He hadn’t realized
that he’d fallen asleep until he heard something scratching outside his door.
Who’s there? Asked the dog.”

Without
realizing it he had used a different voice for the dog and he also hadn’t seen
Susanne standing in the doorway between the living room and kitchen.

She
smiled at him. Yeah, both these ladies almost had him right where they wanted
him,
almost.

“I
hate to interrupt this story, but supper is ready,” said Susanne.

“We’ll
finish it some other time,” Branndon said, intrigued enough to want to know who
was scratching the dog’s door.

He
followed April into the kitchen and she climbed onto what had now become her
place at the table and not his. He sat next to Susanne and their thighs brushed
when she came to join them.

Chicken
casserole and rice. He wondered where he’d learned to cook so well.

Theirs
legs touched throughout the meal and when he they were done, Branndon put his
hand on her thigh and squeezed it.

“Time
to get ready for bed,” said Susanne.

“When
will I be done with school so I can stay awake later?” asked April.

“In
the summer.”

“When’s
that?”

“Not
that far away. It will be here before you know it,” said Susanne.

Branndon
watched as she led April away from the table and he decided to clear away the
dishes and load the dishwasher. He put the leftovers in the fridge and by the
time he was done, Susanne was standing in the kitchen, looking so sexy that he
wanted her all over again.

“April
hit the pillow like she was dead to the world,” she said.

“Probably
the fresh air and the horse riding,” said Branndon.

“You
think your brother would take her riding again so we can…?”

He
didn’t let her finish. He walked over to her and kissed her. She threw her arms
around him and kissed him back.

“I’ve
never been so horny in all my life. What have you done to me?” she asked him.

“Glad
you want sex again because I’m in desperate need of being inside that pussy of
yours.”

“April
will hear us in the bedroom,” said Susanne.

“But
not in the bathroom because it’s the farthest away from her room.”

He
grabbed Susanne’s hand and let her along the hallway, pulled her into the
bathroom and shut the door, turning the lock to secure it, just in case they
had a little visitor wander inside.

Branndon
took off his jeans and boxers and then backed Susanne against the countertop.
He lifted her up and pushed up her skirt, quickly relieving her of her panties.
He loved the thick, dark curls at the apex of her thighs. So many of the women
he’d been with liked the barer look, but he’d always loved a woman’s special
curls. He spread her legs some more, opening her up, allowing him to see how
wet and excited she was for him. So pink and glistening.

“Twice
in less than eight hours. My pussy’s going to be sore,” she whispered.

“Then
I’ll have to make it all better,” he said, pushing his finger inside her.

“Um,
I like that,” said Susanne, grinding her hips against it. They kissed as he
finger fucked her, tickling the back of her pussy and hearing her getting
excited. Her thighs twitched and he felt her pussy grab his finger, telling him
she’d come.

Slick,
hot, and wet, and once he got himself sheathed he was going to be inside her.

Branndon
reached over to the drawer and pulled out a condom.

“Do
you keep those things everywhere?” she asked him.

“Just
about.”

“Really,
how about the stables?”

“No,
but if you want me to fuck you while you feel straw on your bare ass I can
oblige.”

“I’ll
think about that.”

“Think
about this for now.” Branndon slid into her heat, wrapping his arms around her,
her arms going around his shoulders.

He
began a steady thrust inside her.

“How
did we end up like this?” she asked. “I’m supposed to be here as your nurse.”

“You’re
healing my body like you wouldn’t believe. My dick’s all better.”

“There
was never anything wrong with it.”

“You
have a nurse’s uniform?”

“Yes,
why?”

“Nothing,
well, just one of my fantasies that’s all,” he said, picking up intensity.

“I
like that,” said Susanne.

“I
like it, too,” he said pushing harder and faster.

She
groaned. “Fuck me harder,” she whispered.

“For
a nurse you have a dirty mouth.”

He
pounded into her, hearing her groan until she had to put her hand over her
mouth.

“Shit,
Branndon, you know how to turn a girl on.”

Branndon
kissed her before going all out and thrusting so hard, Susanne’s butt began
sliding on his countertop.

“Mommy.”

Shit
and double shit. April had woken up and she was turning the knob of the door.

“Mommy.”

 
“What is it honey?” Susanne was almost hoarse.

“I
need to tinkle.”

“Okay,
let mommy finish what she’s doing and I’ll let you in.” She’d barely got the
words out when she came, and lucky for Branndon, the tight pussy muscles
brought on his release, too.

“Hurry
mommy, it’s a bad tinkle.”

In
record time, they got dressed and Susanne rushed to the door and let April
inside.

Branndon
walked out, hoping that April didn’t see him.

He
rested his head and back against the wall outside and saw Susanne walk out of
the bathroom.

“That
was too close for comfort,” he said. “Next time, we’ll have to make sure we
have the place all to ourselves.”

Chapter Nine

Branndon
was more than happy to be back behind the wheel of his truck. First stop was to
fill up with gas, second was to pick up some groceries. Susanne said she was
running errands so he’d volunteered to go buy food.

He
headed out into the parking lot with the bags and loaded them into the back of
the truck, noticing that a new toy store had opened in Riker’s Creek. Maybe it
wasn’t new, maybe he hadn’t noticed it before because he didn’t have kids or
even nieces and nephews to shop for. Perhaps he would when Brody and Maddie got
married and no doubt started a family.

Out
of curiosity, and so he’d have something in common with April, he decided to
wander in there and take a look around. The bell over the door sounded and
suddenly he was in a whole new world, surrounded by computer games, stuffed
toys, and books.

“Can
I help you?” asked the young woman standing behind the counter.

“I’m
just browsing … no, wait a minute, do you have the Mudge and Snuggles toys?”

“We
sure do. You want to follow me and I’ll show you where they’re at.”

Branndon
walked behind her to the back of the store. Sure enough sitting on two shelves
were the tatty puppets from the show. He looked at the price tags. Shit, no
wonder Susanne hadn’t been able to buy them for April at Christmas. Still he
wouldn’t leave empty handed. He’d buy one now and get her one for her birthday
whenever that was.

“I’ll
have one of the Smudge dogs and could you put away a Snuggles for later?”

“I
sure can. I’m guessing your child’s a fan of the show.”

“Well,
actually it’s my girlfriend’s little girl,” he said, getting out his wallet. He
stopped frozen on the spot. What had he just said? Did he need to ask the clerk
to repeat it just to make sure he had referred to Susanne as his girlfriend?

****

Susanne
hoped she’d arrive home before Branndon did because she had a huge surprise for
him. Katy Doyle had come through yet again and had ordered on short notice, a
sexy nurse’s uniform for her. She guessed Branndon wouldn’t think much of her
scrubs so she’d asked Katy to track down a skimpy dress type one with a nurse’s
cap. She took off her clothes and slipped it on. A little tight, but so much
the better because it pushed her breasts up over the top of the uniform. She
secured the cap just as she heard Branndon’s truck pulling into the garage.

She
checked her appearance one more time and then went into the kitchen, knowing
he’d been coming through the service entrance door any minute.

“Looks
like more snow is on the way and…”

He
stopped in his tracks and whistled. “For fuck’s sake, you wear that in nursing school
or to see to patients? I bet every guy had a hard on when you took his
temperature. I know I have one.”

She
looked down at his pants, sure enough he wasn’t lying.

“As
your live-in nurse, I have to exam you.”

Branndon
swallowed so hard his Adam’s apple bounded up and down. “Whatever you say.”

She
got hold of his hand and led him down to his bedroom. There she took off his
jacket and then his shirt, and then the jeans and boxers. Next she pushed him
down on the bed and removed his socks.

“Be
gentle with me,” he said, grinning.

“I
will.”

She
pulled out the stethoscope from her pocket and placed it on his chest. Wow, it
was racing. Next she felt his pulse. That do was doing a double beat.

Susanne
pushed him flat down on the mattress and proceeded to run her hands down his
belly. She leaned over to whisper in his ear. “I have to examine your dick and
balls now.”

“Like
I said, just go easy on me, nurse.”

She
smiled and ran her hands along his shaft and then took the weight of each of
his balls in her palm.

“There’s
one final test I have to give you.” She reached into her pocket for a condom,
tore it open, shook out the rubber and proceeded to sheath him.

“I
have to see how your cock feels inside a nurse’s pussy.”

“Geez,
Susanne, I think I’m going come so just get on with it.”

She
straddled him and lifted up her outfit.

“Wow,
I don’t think I’ve ever been tended by a nurse who didn’t wear panties.”

Susanne
laughed and then lowered herself down onto his shaft.

“You
like doing it cowgirl style?” he asked her.

“Nothing
better than riding a star of the rodeo.” She put her hands on his chest and
lifted herself up and then down. This was her favorite position and she knew
from past experience, coming wouldn’t take long. She closed her eyes, feeling
Branndon reach up and touch her breasts through the flimsy material of the
nurse’s uniform. He squeezed them, causing her nipples to pucker and harden.

She
bit her lip, feeling her orgasm building and building. She clenched her teeth
and flexed her toes, almost feeling like this was too much pleasure. Then she
cried out and yes, he was right, she did make a squeak when she’d had an off
the charts climax.

Branndon
took her by surprise, lifted her off him, flipped her on her back and slide
inside her again, thrusting like there was no tomorrow. He was going to give
her another off the charts climax. Their bodies slapped together, each one of
them groaning and murmuring until, she found her release just seconds before
Branndon found his. They lay together, him still deep inside her.

“So
how am I doing, nurse?”

“Just
fine, but I recommend the same thing on a daily basis now.”