At home, Jess and Joe, now with his head on his shoulders, plopped on the couch with water and more coffee.



“Thank you for understanding Joe, I know it was a bit weird but …”



“Hey, it’s OK, we still have each other and I think it kinda expands our horizons for love.”



Jess looked at him happily. “I think you’re right. And I appreciate you and everyone being honest with how the night and morning went, that kind of trust is important. Although with that being said,” she stood up and pulled off Joe’s head, “I didn’t get action this morning like you did and I’m feeling a little left out giving and not receiving.” She looked at Joe’s beheaded body. “Body, why don’t you strip the bed and wash the sheets. I need to finish this morning’s 69.”



His body stood up, bumping Jess’ belly button with his erection but did as he was told and went into the bedroom. Jess set Joe’s head down on the couch and turned around to pull off her leggings, giving Joe a view of her lips from behind. The green-eyed beauty then straddled his head and sat down on him, positioning her pussy over his own lips and setting the pace with her gyrations. Joe, caught up in the suddenness of it, quickly pivoted and tried spelling her name with his tongue inside her while his nose was pushed up against her brown eye.



Smothered by her in touch, taste, and smell, he worked furiously to give her all he could. In an empty house, Jess let out louder and louder moans with every new direction of his tongue, her arousal causing her to look flushed. She finally succumbed to his kisses and with quivering legs from completion, she forced herself off Joe and onto the couch face up. She caught her breath, and then held Joe against her chest.



Joe, remembering the conversation with Ben, said “We still have to wait for the dryer to finish too, why don’t you put my head down at the end of the couch and put your feet up. Me and my body can take care of them.”



Jess was one lucky girl, she thought. Maybe this was a good thing after all.



***



Ben checked his phone before take-off. A message from Joe:



Hey man, safe travels and thanks for the advice for Jess. I owe you one, but for another reason too haha. Want to be a good neighbor and friend and all.



Ben typed back, No worries man. Thanks for showing Kate a good time and now I’ve got some ideas to try. Didn’t know you were packing lol. Side bets maybe after golf next time?



You already know I got a good long game, you sure?



I know my way around a hole lol



Lol alright it’s on. Text us when you land



Kate, getting settled in the middle seat, was also texting Joe.



Thanks dude, now I can’t sit comfy in the plane because of you last night



NP  : p  I’ll order you a seat cushion for the return flight if it’s still hurtin



Shut up haha. Maybe we have dinner and movie night at your place when we get back? Hopefully something chill after this week away but we’ll see where it takes us



Sounds good, and like I told Ben I want to be a good friend and I can return the favor to you from this morning



Oh my god I didn’t tell Jess completely everything what I did to you. Think she would be OK with that



She seems game for anything. Her face could be a Jackson Pollack painting again, she enjoyed it. Or you and Ben can take care of her feet since she’s into that now. Besides, how can I lick you from your head to your toes if I don’t get everything in between?



Kate felt a heat rising up her neck. She angled the phone a bit, noticing with a glance that Ben had a side convo with Jess going on too. Kate texted:



I’ll send you a pic to hold you over after we unpack : ) BTW you know the garage code if you and Jess want to use the guillotine while we are out



Thx and have a safe trip. I’ll send you one in return too.



***



Halfway into the flight, Kate rested her head on Ben’s shoulder. “God, I hope there’s no turbulence, I need some sleep,” said Ben with an annoyed tone.



“Same, at least there’s no one else in this row with us. I need a strong start to a week with your Mom especially if you go on your long bike rides and leave me alone with her,” replied Kate. She threw her sweater’s hood over her head for comfort.



“Come on, you know the coast is great this time of year and besides you love my Mom, I know she can be a little much since she lives alone. That’s why we got to see her.”



“I’m just saying maybe we just send your head next time to keep her entertained. I’ll keep your strapping bod at home with me. Or maybe she needs help around the house and needs some muscles…”



Ben thought that might be interesting and lingered on it for a moment but didn’t want to give Kate the satisfaction of her winning the argument yet.



“We could convince her to get a dog instead.”



“Or we cut her head off, that would give her someone to talk to.”



“Suggesting cutting off my mother’s head, great daughter-in-law material,” Ben teased.



“I’m just saying. I might want to come over more if I just get to have her body’s company since she could talk to a brick wall all day. Plus, she’s easy on the eyes, I see where you get your good looks.”



“Alright, alright that’s enough about my mom’s body.”



Kate slid her hand over into his lap. “Oh I don’t think it’s enough based on this! I know you have a thing for milfs!” and lightly squeezed his half chub. Ben squirmed in his seat but the image of his headless mother brought a tingle to his spine. After all, it was with her that he honed his craft to relax her sore feet after she had a long day…



Kate’s voice snapped him out of his daydream. “Hey, fine, too far. Let me take your mind off of it by taking my mind off. I do feel I owe you something after this morning.”



“What do you mean?”



“While you finished packing I used the guillotine on myself,” she then lifted her head off her neck slightly, making sure not to draw a scene though it was blocked by the hoodie’s material. “You, me, mile high club. I’ll keep my hoodie up. Sneak my head under your shirt when the bathroom’s open. I’ll have my body pretend I have headphones on and be asleep.”



Ben’s face lit up. “God I knew I married right. It’s going to be a bumpy ride, buckle up babe.”