They both gave Jean perfunctory kisses and went on with their conversation. Linda followed close behind looking cheerfully excited about something and...they all sat down to lunch.The men continued their discussion during the meal, but Jean and Linda were silent. Linda was daydreaming about Jerry Walters and Jean was trying to sort out her confused emotions.Just as they finished, Cindy Walters knocked on the door and Tom and Paul stumbled over each other to answer it. Jean's eyes widened as she. I watched as he smiled at me. That sexy smile not only made my heart flutter, it also made my pussy drip with desire.I continued, "Oh, where do I start? Those sexy blue eyes, that hot smile, those kissable, lickable lips, that ripped body that makes me want to sex you, those strong thighs that I would want to straddle, that muscular back that I want to rub with my hands, that firm, fit ass that I wanna feel in my hands as you're sexing me, those tattoo-sleeved arms I want to wrap around my. “If they didn’t say anything to you, and they didn’t say anything to me, then how did you...”“The AI squealed on them.”“Are you saying that it eavesdropped and then told you? That seems...”“Yeah, it does, but according to Helen, the AI follows rules laid down to govern what it has to hear to respond to us properly. Our programmers, in other words, some of my wives, at first, would not allow it to record what it heard until we called it. But with that method, we would sometimes have to bring it. Holy crap, he was going to fuck.Instinct consumed him and he wrenched at the band of his shorts to free himself. Hell, he could hardly undo the damned knot … * If she hadn’t already been turned on to the point of delirium, Janice would have laughed at Brandon’s attempts to free his cock. His thrusting digits had left her breathless and aching for more. Clumsy as his assault on her body had been, it had also excited her to beyond rational thought. She used the time he was fumbling with his.