Bab 88: Chapter 88

"I hope so." Aldara took Marc's outstretched hand and let him help her to her feet. His socks flopped loosely around her toes, tripping her up until she bent and pulled them up on her ankles.

Marc tried not to ogle her ass as she bent over but he was only a guy, after all. He looked. It was truly a world-class butt. Then he groaned as his cock hardened painfully against the fly of his jeans.

"I have a feeling that there is something I'm supposed to do, somewhere I'm supposed to go, but the harder I try to remember it, the further away it slips." She nibbled on her lower lip as she fretted.

"Don't push it," he told her as he led her out of the master bedroom and down the hall to the kitchen. "I'm sure it will come back to you in time. You've only been here a few hours. The fact that you didn't drown is enough of a miracle for one night."