I couldn’t believe I was shoving my boobs at him. He wasn’t the only one who needed to get laid. I was acting like a dog in heat. I needed to reign it in.

He closed the distance between us after he emptied his mug in the sink and forced his way to the coffee pot with a bump of his hip. I jumped back as the coffee sloshed out of my mug.

I held it out just in time to avoid a burn, "Jerk!”

I went back to the table and on my way I grabbed a wooden spoon from the jar of utensils on the counter and slapped his ass with it. The sound of the spoon cracking against his pants echoed in the kitchen.

Kent jumped. "OUCH!" He put the coffee cup down and his hand moved to rub the place I'd hit. I bit my lower lip, wondering if maybe I'd gone too far as I eyed him from the safety of the chair I’d run back to. Kent turned half his body and his hand pulled the back part of his shorts down. A red angry welt in the shape of a spoon stared at me.

"I'm surprised you can see it so well through all your ass hair." I pressed my lips together, trying not to laugh.

"What the hell are you talking about?" he said as he mooned me. "Look at that!"

I couldn't help it, a chuckle burst out. "I see it! Now put that thing away!" I held out a hand, trying to block his ass from my view.

Kent pulled his shorts back up as he grumbled on his way back to the table, coffee cup in his hand. He took a seat, wincing until he settled in.

I glanced down at the front of his shorts, maybe Kent was into that kind of thing. He looked at my face and saw where my eyes were pointed. He looked down. "Is there something on my shorts?"

"Er...um, no!" My cheeks turned pink at being caught staring at his crotch. My eyes turned back to his notebook. "I'm just gazing off waiting for you to highlight some more."

Kent looked up at me as he saw my eyes shift. Kent shook his head and picked up the highlighter.

Several more hours of intense studying went by and then the front door opened and Jen came in.

"Hello?" she called as she closed the door behind her. She came towards the kitchen and smiled softly at the two of us, I knew I looked ragged and it probably pleased Jen to no end. "Still studying?"

Kent looked up from the notebook, smiled and nodded. "Yeah. Been at it for hours. There's some coffee, but it's not too fresh. There's a few donuts left too. How was the move?" He put the highlighter down to give her his full attention.