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beating a rhythm into my body that was merciless and impossible to ignore. My orgasm seemed to go on for ever and he kept fucking me in long, slow strokes that rubbed against that sweet spot in my pussy. I arched up, taking him as far as I could, then pressed against the bed when it became too much to bear. He reached under me, gripped my ass and pulled me up so I couldn’t escape.
    ‘I’m so close, baby.’
    ‘Come for me,’ I said, as demanding as he was.
    He was quiet, his body going still and tense as his dick throbbed inside me like a separate entity. Then he let out a soulful groan. I rocked my hips to milk every last sensation from his sweat-slick body, my hands soothing the muscles in his back.
    We lay like that for a long time until he got too heavy for me and I nudged him off. He had that self-satisfied smile of a man who knows he’s done it right. I couldn’t argue with that.
    He rested his head on my shoulder, his eyelashes tickling my cheek. ‘That was so … nice.’
    I laughed. ‘I think “nice” is an understatement.’
    ‘Yeah, but my brain is scrambled and I can’t think of anything else.’
    ‘Well, if I’m your first older woman, I think maybe I need to make you another cherry soda, huh?’
    ‘Yeah, I guess so.’
    The kitten meowed plaintively just then from somewhere in the house. I’d forgotten what had brought us here tonight. Leo had too, judging by the way his body jerked against me at that lonesome cry. The wails grew louder until I heard the snag of claws in fabric and felt the soft press of fur in the small of my damp back.
    ‘He thinks you’re his mama,’ Leo said.
    ‘They all do. So, are you going to keep him?’ I didn’t know what else to say. What could I say to this young guy I had nothing in common with but a couple of mind-blowing orgasms?
    ‘I can’t have pets at my place. Maybe you could keep him?’
    ‘Sure.’ I yawned, feeling the tug of sleep. ‘I’m used to taking in strays.’
    ‘And maybe I could come back and visit him?’
    He hadn’t caught my double meaning, but I caught his. I sighed, but it was a sigh of acquiescence. I’d gone this far, I might as well go all the way, I told myself. I was in no hurry to get rid of him.
    ‘Maybe, but you’ve got to promise not to fall in love with me. That wouldn’t go well for either of us.’
    Curling a leg over my hip, he nuzzled my neck the way the kitten was nuzzling my naked back. ‘I won’t fall in love with you.’
    I turned my head and stared at Leo’s contented expression, a smile playing on those soft, full lips. He would fall in love with me and it would be messy and emotional and it wouldn’t be good for either of us. I closed my eyes and decided I would deal with it when it happened.
    Hell, maybe this time I’d fall in love. With a cherry on top.

Fixing What’s Broken
    Bang. Bang. Bang.
    It had been going on all morning. Banging, often followed by cursing. I glared at the door to the garage. What the
hell
was he doing out there? Better question: why wasn’t he in here doing
me
?
    Bang! Bang!
‘Stupid fucking car!’
Bang!
    I couldn’t take it any more. My head was starting to throb in time to the banging he was doing – which was a far cry from the banging I wanted to be doing. I opened the door and tried to keep my voice even and serene. ‘You OK out here, sweetheart?’
    Mark glanced around the hood of his jet-black ’69 Mustang. Actually,
glowered
was a better word to describe what he was doing. ‘Does it
sound
like I’m doing OK? This piece of shit engine is giving me fits. It used to purr like a kitten and now it rattles like an old man on a respirator. I’m a shit mechanic if I can’t make this baby run.’
    I bit my tongue to keep from stating the obvious solution. It was a familiar argument. Every time I suggested buying a new car – even a new Mustang – Mark went postal. He was a mechanic by trade and would not hear of parting with his ‘baby’ no matter how many