Yes

They were only ten minutes into their jog when Rae shouted out from a couple steps behind Daniel. He stopped and looked towards her. She was on the floor, gripping her ankle, face scrunched up in pain. He debated on going to her or continuing his jog. Sighing, he went back to see what happened with Rae.

If he didn't, Tessa would kill him and then make him clean the mess up. He bent down beside her and looked at her ankle. It was starting to swell a little. However, it didn't look bad. "Can you wiggle it? Stand on it?"

She stood up and put a little weight on it, but then winced and fell into him. She looked at him, panting. He swallowed hard, then looked at her ankle lifted off the ground. She probably sprained it. "Most likely a sprain," he muttered. "Let's get back home."

It took twice as long to get back to the house, even though they were only about 2 miles out. When they were back in the house, Rae fell on the couch and propped her ankle on the sofa with a heavy sigh. She took her shoe off and looked it over. "Definitely twisted it," she muttered, grumbling as she watched Daniel leave for the kitchen and come back with an ice pack.

He sat at her feet on the sofa and gently placed the ice pack on her ankle. She gasped in relief as the cold started easing her pain. "Thanks," she said as they both stared at her ankle as if it were going to say something.

"Not a problem," he said in response, gently massaging her foot as he held the ice pack on her ankle with the other hand.

They started watching movies while Rae's ankle started to heal slightly, the ice pack had long since defrosted a movie and a half ago. Instead, her legs were on his lap as he massaged her feet. She started moaning as his hands got higher, working on her calves.

When his hands started rubbing her thighs, her legs spread of their own accord, exposing herself. She must have taken off her underwear because the loose fitting shorts hid nothing. Daniel's member started responding to the pure thought of her going commando and he gritted his teeth, trying to ignore the tent in his shorts.

She, however, noticed it right away and raised an eyebrow at him as he started at her. She wiggled her hips, pushing one leg out of the way, exposing herself more to him. He sighed and trailed his hand up to her center, wanting to simply touch the forbidden area.

As he slipped one finger inside her, her eyes closed, mouth fell open in pleasure, moaning. He gently moved her twisted ankle out of the way and leaned over her, kissing her as he slipped a second finger inside her. His tent was getting painful now, but he was determined to keep that to himself. Trying to convince himself that he wasn't fully cheating, he started pumping his hand faster into her as she groaned loudly.

Latching onto her neck and giving gentle nips, he started feeling her walls tighten. "Cum for me," he muttered into her ear as he went faster. She gave a small squeal as she let go, flooding his hand.

He continued to pump into her, her hips going crazy as her orgasm continued as he hit her g spot. Finally stopping, she panted hard, looking up at him. He gave her a small, sensual kiss, before getting off her to put the ice pack back in the freezer.