Jack doesn't realize that he's standing at the door waiting for the next move by this beautiful woman. This was nothing like what he expected, nothing at all.
The scent of food wafted out the open door, along with another, more feminine, that wasn't normally present in his previous visits here.
This night was already proving better than he had expected. Of course, it was his girlfriend's mother! He was to be chivalrous and courteous, wasn't he? But he couldn't find those thoughts easily in the forefront of his mind. Other thoughts were fighting those back. Thoughts of keeping his eyes on hers instead of slowly taking in the cleavage, the hem of the dress, the shape of her calf...
Jack visibly shook himself back to the present.
"Hello, I'm Jack. You must be Melissa?" |