He makes his move

William didn't know how to explain why he did what he did, especially to a somewhat sarcastic yet panicked Derek who grilled him later on about what he had seen from their deck.

He didn't say anything back to Erin but rather placed a hand on top of hers and leaned forward, bringing his other hand up to gently stroke her hair as he pulled her face towards his and kissed her. There was just a drive to do so and he couldn't help ignoring any rational thought any longer, he just had to do it.

He felt her sudden surprise as a slight gasp escaped from her mouth and there was a bit of a momentary tensing of her body. He was partially afraid that she might slap him, push him away and yell at him...do something to reject him. Still, Erin managed to surprise him by suddenly relaxing and giving in to the kiss, her mouth opening and the sensation of her moving closer, bringing up one of her hands to cradle his head even as she turned hers slightly to the side to continue the kiss. He felt her other hand rubbing his shirt gently, coaxing him to continue, to keep on kissing her.

William continued to kiss her, his body instantly reacting to her touch and the moment her hand slipped down to his waist and lifted underneath his shirt, he felt his heart, already racing, threatening to explode in his chest. Her fingers traced up against his chest and he thanked the gods that were listening he had worked out all these years since her ****. He wasn't a body-builder by any means but he was proud of how defined his chest muscles were, his abs were also solid. He shifted in his seat to free up his other hand and he ran it down the side of her neck.

"God..." she whispered softly and moaned as he traced his lips from hers and nuzzled against her neck, pressing his lips against her skin and inhaling her perfume, the aroma immediately bringing back memories of last night and how he had cum hard with her scent lingering. Her mouth was open and she continued to moan softly as his hands explored her neck and her waist. He was still too proper to trust that once his hands brushed against her breasts that he would be able to stop, settling instead for running up and down her back.

After a few more moments, William kissed her one last time before he leaned back, looking more than a bit ashamed but somewhat happily embarrassed at what they had done. "Thank you," she whispered and he just nodded before he got out of the SUV. He walked a few steps to the porch and then watched as she took a few moments to compose herself and then drove off.

"Well well well..."

He didn't even bother turning around to look at his son. "Shut it if you want to continue living."

"I didn't say anything. You going to need your camera soon if you keep sporting that tripod of yours."

Why couldn't I have had a dog? At least when it was naughty, I could beat it...