Chapter 208

I scooted closer to her.

"I don't think you'd need to fuck for money to get any football player you wanted," I said.

She scooted closer to me, too.

"But I'm married," she said.

I looked at her quizzically.

"There's someone I want to fuck more than football players anyway," she added.

I arched my eyebrows. We both leaned forward, and our lips met. It was a soft kiss, as if our lips were trying to be quiet, too. But the first, tentative flicks of our tongues made restraint impossible. Rita put her hand behind my head, pulling me into her, and I quickly grabbed her hips and pulled her on top of me.

"I was so glad when you texted tonight," I said.

"Is this stupid?" she asked.

I grabbed her hand and guided it to the crotch of my shorts.

"What do you think?" I responded.

Her eyes flashed with lust.

"We have to be quiet," she said