Clear as crystal.

"Looks like we won't have to," Hank pointed out. Lil and Gary's cars were both gone from the driveway.

"Yes!" Rashida was getting giddy. "Wow, you got a beautiful place out here."

"Thanks. Veevee loves the coast. It was a bit pricey, but it was totally worth it for the view alone," Hank said with pride.

"Hmm, think maybe Jordan and I could come up and visit you guys sometime?" Rashida asked, devious thoughts going through her mind.

Hank smiled at that, guessing her line of thinking. "I think that could be arranged some day when the kids will be out for awhile," he said as Rashida parked the car.

"Lovely, but for right now, I want you all to myself," Rashida said with bated breath.

"I'm all yours," Hank assured.

The two quickly, but calmly exited the car. Hank went to unlock the door, his excitement causing him to temporarily forget which key was his. He felt like a teenager about to have sex with the prom queen. Composing himself, he found the key and unlocked the door.

"Welcome to my home," Hank said as he guided Rashida in.

"You and Veevee really have a lovely home here," Rashida complimented sincerely.

"We're very proud of it."

"As you should," Rashida agreed, subtly laying her pocketbook on a nearby counter. She turned back to face Hank, a predatory look on her face. "A perfect place to fuck."

Before Hank could say anything Rashida gently but firmly pushed him back against the door and attacked his mouth with a hungry kiss. Surprised at first, Hank quickly returned her passion with his own. This was different than the elevator. This time they didn't have to worry about a sudden dinging proclaiming the doors would open. This time they had time to really explore each other. He brought one hand into her beautiful, curly hair, resting on the back of her head while the other hand lowered down to rest on the backside he'd be admiring every chance he could. Rashida for her part ran her hands across Hank's chest, playfully squeezing his pecs before a bringing her left hand to to gently clutch his cheek, pulling his face to hers to taste his lips and tongue as much as she could. Her other hand slipped down between them to grasp Hank's crotch, this time letting it linger, giving it a good squeeze every now and then as they made out furiously against the door.