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it was because of when they were at the club. Her eyes widened
and her soapy hands stilled when the realization hit her. Brad had thought
nothing of fondling her in front of all those people.

 
    In
spite of all their history, all the respect he’d always shown her, it had been
second nature to him to touch her sexually in a crowd. His only problem had
been who she was, not where they were. She wondered if he even realized how
much he had given away. Fine, upstanding officer Brad had no problem being with
a woman in a public place. Jillian grinned, one of her hands drifting in
between her legs.

 
    Closing
her eyes, she thought about what might have happened if he hadn’t stopped.
Might he have lifted up her dress and fucked her from behind, like the other
couple? Maybe he would have brought her over to a table and bent her over it.
Or, he could have lifted her up and backed her up against a wall, filling her
with his cock while her legs were wrapped around his waist.

 
    She
reached up for the removable shower head and grasped it firmly in her hand,
aiming it at her clit. As soon as the warm water pattered against her sensitive
spot she let out a soft whimper. Groaning, she moved even further into her
fantasy.

 
    Maybe
Brad would have involved the other couple. Jillian had always been curious what
it would be like to be with another woman. The other woman had been so pretty,
with short blond hair and a limber body. Would Brad have liked it if she kissed
the other woman while he fucked her? Something told her he would have. A
woman’s lips would feel so different from a man’s. And sharing that with Brad...Jillian
came with a stuttered breath thinking of it while the water pounded her clit.

 
    Smiling
a secret, sexy smile, she toweled off and stepped out of the shower. She had
done nothing but think and dream of Brad since the other night.

 
    It
was time to take action and do more than just dream.

 
    Jillian
couldn’t dress too overtly sexy since she was going to her father’s, but with
some creativity, she had a feeling she could make her point.

 
    Staring
at the clothes in her closet, she finally decided on a flowery summer dress. It
had spaghetti straps and a skirt that fell to around mid-thigh. She’d worn it
to her dad’s before. But, before, she had worn a strapless bra beneath it. And,
of course, underwear. Today, she put on neither.

 
    With
her full breasts, she rarely went without a bra since they tended to draw men’s
eyes like they were tractor beams, and she really, really hoped her dad
wouldn’t notice, but when she looked at herself in the mirror, she didn’t think
she looked vulgar at all. Gravity had yet to take its toll on her, and her tits
were still firm and high. Standing sideways and checking her reflection, she
said yet another silent thank you to the mother she never got a chance to know
for blessing her with such an ample ass. Other girls may want to be skinny, but
Jillian had always loved her curves.

 
    Giving
herself a saucy wink, she slipped on some strappy sandals and strode out of the
room.

 
      “I’m coming for you, Brad.” She said out loud.
A bolt of thrill went down her back the moment she let the words slip from her
mouth. It was as if she were officially admitting her plan to the world.

 
    It
was another hot and humid day. When she got to her childhood home, she found Brad
and her father out by the in ground pool. Her eyes drank in the sight of Brad
in only a pair of swim trunks. He had a perfect, broad chest with a scattering
of brown hair. His legs were muscular and lean. An image of herself acting like
a salivating dog appeared in her mind and she forced herself to snap out of it
and go give her father a hug.

 
    “Hey
dad, how’s it going?”

 
    “Good,
good. I’ve decided to make the dragons and trolls the good guys this time
around. What do you think?”

 
    Laughing,
she sat on one of the barstools at the small, outdoor bar.