Blake rolled down the window of his Mercedes and took a deep breath. The night air was cool enough to sober him up a bit, but Christ on a bike, what a night.
He pulled onto the highway and drove as carefully as he could, which wasn't great, since his depth perception was definitely compromised. It was five miles from Jeni's house at the Hunter Ridge Estates to his place on the north side of Pine Lake, and the last thing he needed was a DUI. Especially since booze wasn't the only substance floating around in his system at the moment.
He had a lot to think about on the drive home.
At 2:30 in the morning, it was a safe bet Genevra would be fast asleep. He could shower in one of the spare bathrooms before getting in bed, otherwise she'd know. He reeked of booze, pot, and sex. Like a horny old dog, he loved being covered in the scent, but it would cost him his marriage if Genevra caught wind of this evening's amusements.
There was a part of him that didn't care. Tonight, even in his current state, he felt ten years younger than he had this morning. Make it twenty years. That Jeni DuMont was something else. Adorable little hussy. He laughed out loud in the car. Holy shit, she'd showed him a good time!
He decided he'd buy her a little present. Probably a diamond bracelet. All women loved diamonds, right? Just something to show his appreciation. And he'd be sure to let her know he'd be back for more.
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