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"So I did not go to the interview and Homer got the internship. But you called me the same Friday and asked me for a drink. Which I said yes. We are together since. You really don't remember, Hunter?" Emily said.
"It's getting back slowly," Hap said as he took her left hand. "And how this happened?" looking at the diamond on her finger.
"A year ago now, you proposed. And I said yes." She leaned toward him and kissed him very lightly.
She grabbed the iPad on the coffee table and opened the album photo of the wedding that was held few months prior. He swiped through and it felt like looking at someone else's life although he could recognize himself in the picture.
"Maybe you should go to a hospital to get you head checked," Emily said as she look at him looking at the pictures.
"No, I just need you by my side," he said as he ran his hand on her back.
She straddled him on the couch, and resumed her kiss. Hap felt light headed; never in their life before or even in his wildest dream, he could never picture her all over him like that. Her fingers undid the buttons of his shirt, pushing it over his shoulder. Her hands wandered on his chest while their tongues twisted and wrestled. His shaking hands undid the rope holding her bathrobe close. He broke the kiss to look down at her naked body over him, pushing the robe over her shoulders. His eyes surveyed her chest; his fingers softly touched her skin. She caressed his growing member through his pants; his breathing becoming heavy with every touch. He could not remember the last time he had sex in his previous life, although he probably had it a lot in this dimension, with a wife almost half his age.
She dragged his pant down, freeing his erection. She moved from over his lap to the couch next to him, her hand holding his member. She bent down and started to lick his length slowly. When she heard him groan loudly, she took him in her mouth, moving her hand on the length that would not fit in her warm cavity. She could feel his fingers clang on to her hair as she kept going. When she felt him on the edge, she stopped her succion, and straddled him back.
She grabbed his erection and slowly sank over it. He looked at her with his eyes wide open, not believing his luck yet. She rode him to ecstasy, every move of her hip driving him mad. Soon, his mind went blank when he came hard. He held her tightly against his chest as he breathing resume to normal, still shaken from his orgasm. And then it hit him; Emily did not seem to remember North Dakota. As Homer did not either. Scott probably remembered everything since he tried to kill him earlier that day. All of this was a mystery he had to figure out.