Yes, whimpered.
“I’m going to,” she groaned, “come.”
So was he.
He snagged one of her nipples between his fingers, pinching it so hard, she jerked against him.
The wail she released at the same time as her pussy contracted around him, made him shove his face into her neck and groan, “Oh God, baby,” as he surged up and came so hard his cock pulsed like it had its own heart.
They both remained still as their bodies convulsed, and when they stopped, he released her hair, she lifted her head and gave him a lazy smile.
She then fell against him, her muscles limp, her arms around his neck and her cheek pressed to his. “We need to use that ring whenever we can only get in a quickie.”
“It definitely turns sex into a quickie.”
“That means we’ll be able to fit more in.”
He jerked his head back and stared at her. “You want more quickies?”
“I want more sex in general. I just know it’s not realistic with our different shifts, the boys and then,” she placed her hand on her belly, “a new baby on the way. But really, Marc, I love having sex with you and it’s a good time for us to connect and forget about having to adult.”
“Um, okay. Count me in for more quickies.”
She laughed. “I didn’t think you’d say no.”
“If I ever do, you better take me to get examined.”
“I love you. I know our life is hectic and it’s just a good time to slow down.”
“Quickies aren’t slowing down,” he reminded her.
“I know, but it’s better than nothing.”
“I— Uh. Oh fuck!” Marc stared beyond Leah and out the window. “Oh motherfuck!”
“What?” Leah twisted her head and whispered, “Oh shit. They can see us.”
“Of course they can,” he whispered back.
“Why are we whispering? They can’t hear us.”
“Don’t move. Maybe they won’t notice us.”
“Marc, I’m sitting on your dick, we’re both naked and—”
“I’m in the tub with you, Leah, I’m well aware of our status. Except... Okay, you’re no longer sitting on my dick.” He quickly reached between them, turned off the vibration and yanked the silicone cock ring off in a panic. He winced when it caught his delicate skin. He dropped it to the bottom of the tub. “Move very slowly and keep your boobs under the water.”
“Well, yeah, I don’t need to show an audience my breasts.”
“I’m sure Pop wouldn’t mind, but—”
She slowly shifted off his lap and to his side, sinking lower into the water.
They both remained frozen as his parents, the kids and Greg wandered the back edge of their yard along the tree line.
“Close the blinds.”
“I have to stand up to do that,” Marc hissed. “If I do, I’m going to flash my mother and Hannah. I’d prefer not to have to pay for my niece’s therapy visits for the rest of her life.”
“Your cock isn’t that big and scary.”
“Just pretend they’re not there and stay still. Movement might catch their eye.”
“You think?” she hissed. “Who puts such a big window in front of a tub?”
“Someone who was a bachelor and planned to remain that way and didn’t think trespassers would be marching through his property while he was having sex in said tub.”
“Well, you didn’t plan that out well. Why’d they wait this long to put up a tree? They never do. They usually put it up Thanksgiving weekend.”
Marc caught himself before he shrugged. “They wanted the kids to pick one out and help decorate it. I guess it was an activity to keep them busy before and after the parade today.”
“There are five million Christmas trees on their property. Why are they searching over here?”
Good question. One he couldn’t answer. “Oh shit,” he groaned. “Did you move?”
Of course, the person they didn’t want to spot them, did. “Hi!” The muffled shout could barely be heard as Greg waved at them. Everyone else’s heads turned toward them, still naked in the tub.
Fuck.
“Damn. We’re busted,” Leah whispered.
“Hi!” Greg screamed again when neither responded. He loped across the yard and up to the window. “Hi, Marc! Hi, Lee!” He waved again. “Do you stink? Are... are you taking a bath?”
“Yes, we’re just getting ready for the parade,” Leah explained loudly, so Greg could hear her through the double-paned window.
Greg bounced on his toes and wrung his hands together. “The parade! Max is in the parade!”
“Yeah, buddy, he is,” Marc answered. “I think Grandpa is trying to get your attention.”
Once Hannah began calling Ron Grandpa, Greg asked if he could call him Grandpa, too, along with calling Mary Ann, “Gramma.” And, of course, they were thrilled. Marc’s mother even shed a few tears at the request.
Greg ignored Ron’s shout. Then his father said something to his mother, who gathered the rest of the children and disappeared into a row of trees.
At least his mother listened.
Unlike Greg, who was oblivious to the situation.
“It’s snowing!” Greg yelled, his hands flapping with excitement and his eyes rolling. A huge smile covered his face. The man loved snow and he was the only one since he didn’t have to drive or work in it.
“Yeah, buddy, it is. Grandpa needs you to help pick out a tree.”
“Greg, go with Grandpa,” Leah encouraged.
“Are you taking a bath together?” Greg asked.
Marc’s eyes met his father’s amused ones as he strode across the snow-covered lawn toward them.
“Oh shit,” he muttered under his breath.
“Hey, Dad,” Leah greeted weakly as Ron stepped up to the window, not hiding his grin.
“Getting cleaned up?”
“Yep,” Marc answered his pop.
“Conserving water there, I see.”
“Yep,” Marc repeated.
“The environment will now be saved,” his father said with a nod. “We can all breathe a little easier.”
“Pop,” Marc ground out.
Ron turned his head and put a hand to his ear. “Sorry, what? Hard to hear you through the window in front of your Jacuzzi tub, even though those blinds are wide open.”
“Wasn’t expecting you to do your own little parade through the property today.”
Ron cocked an eyebrow. “Apparently.”
“Wasn’t this what your and Mom’s Christmas gift was
