We talk about sex a lot because they’re boys and I know it’s always on their minds. “Jeez, Dad, calm down,” Elijah says, and he’s looking at me like he’s never seen me before. “That’s enough!” I bark, slamming my tools into the box. “I’ve always wonder what it would be like to sink into a pussy with red hair.” “You think she’s a natural redhead?” Elijah whispers to Owen and I can’t hear his response. I can’t think about that right this second and try to concentrate on fixing the leak. I see the problem right away, but there’s already a ton of water damage to the sheetrock and wood surrounding the sink. I’m snapped out of my momentary slip when I remember why we’re here and get to work. He’s always been the level-headed one and I watch as he sets the toolbox down and opens it up. The twins stare at me in shock for a second and Owen takes a step back. “That’s enough,” I growl, turning around to snap at them. “I was getting spank bank storage to last me for the next year.” “What’s wrong with you?” Elijah hisses at me as he watches her walk away. She glances down and gasps as little as she turns around and walks to the back of the place. “Great, go put some damn clothes on and then we’ll talk.” I make a point of staring down at tits too fucking big to be braless and under a wet shirt. I’ve got my own attitude and if she wants to get feisty with me I can do the same back to her. Her eyebrows furrow and anger flashes on her face. “Are your parents home?” I ask, looking around the room. I can’t look at her like this any longer and I need her to put some damn clothes on. “Oh god, thank you.” She breathes a sigh of relief and closes her eyes. The water stops flowing instantly and it’s enough to get her to calm down. “I’ve got it,” I say, bending down to open the cabinet under the sink to turn off the valve. I know they’re normally respectful, but this is too much temptation to look away from. I follow her closely with the twins hot on my heels.
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