Author:Jamaal
Email: PlatinumHardyBoy@aol.com
Rating: R contains sex and language

"Mr. Hardy, that's was a good meal." I said. "Well, I try. I gotta keep
my boys healthy and strong."

He smiled at Matt and Jeff. Their father was so nice to me. Sweetness had to run in the family. Their house was so clean and organized.

"I didn't raise my boys to be no fools. I raised them to be
respectful & wise."

"Well, you did a good job, Mr.Hardy."

"I'm going to bed. Good night y'all." Matt went upstairs to his room.

"I'm tired myself. Trish, I put your things upstairs. Jeff, wash the dishes. Good night y'all."

I said thank you and good night. Mr. Hardy went upstairs. I was
about to go upstairs but suddenly, Jeff grabbed my arm.

"Will you help me? I wash, you dry?" Jeff asked.

How could I resist his fine self?

"Sure."

I smiled at Jeff. He turned on the water and we began washing the dishes. We started talking, it was a good conversation. We were so compatible. When I reached over to get the plate from Jeff, I touched his skin. A chill went through me. I could tell he felt it too. A sensual glow swept across my face made him shutter. My eyes fluttered. A soft moan slipped through my lips. He noticed me in a different way. That
made him quiver. That feeling more than anything else made me take a step away.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to." Jeff said.

"That's okay. I guess I'm..."

"Delicate?" Jeff said.

"Yeah." My voice was a whisper just like his. "Delicate."

He again handed me a plate. I touched his hand when I took it. Our flesh grazed. I paused. My breathing changed. Jeff's was almost asthmatic. I didn't say a word. He didn't move my hand. He returned the favor.I looked at him in the eyes, moved closer, tilted my head. He kissed me. A nervous kiss. My tongue crept into a slow groove, I moved it like it was a brush and I was creating art. I led, then switched gears and followed his savoring. I put my arms around him, I pulled him closer, tighter to him, a little at a time. He did the same and brought the curvature and firmness of my womanhood into focus. I know he felt my breasts squeeze against his chest. I felt his manhood coming to life. My hips moved. I kissed his neck. It made him throb. I eased away. I wrapped my arms around him I gave him another kiss. It was shorter than the first but more intense. He put the dishes down, I put the dishes, we looked in each other's eyes. It was then I realized Jeff felt the same way about me.