Veevee and Jordan are pulling in.

Through the window he could see a car pulling in.

"That's Jordan's car," Rashida explained. "Looks like somebody had the same idea as me."

"So it seems."

"Oh this is perfect," Rashida said giddily. She started slipping out of her sundress.

Hank froze transfixed for a moment as he admired Rashida's body in just underwear. Her cleavage shown proudly, almost as if demanding to be seen. He ached to have the lovely brown mounds in his hands.

"Get undressed, silly," she ordered teasingly. "I want them to catch us in your bed."

Hank smirked, quickly pulling his shirt off before undoing his pants. Rashida for her part removed her bra and Hank's underwear, looking every bit like a mocha goddess.

"You're stunning," Hank said with awe.

"Thank you." She noted his own nudity as he pulled his pants and her underwear off. "You look pretty good too. Been too long since I've seen another naked man."

"I'm glad you approve. So, in the bed," Hank mused. "What position do you want to be caught in?"