I lay back on my bed, scented vanilla candles giving the room a soothing scent and the pillows cradling my head as the waves of pleasure raced through my body. "Fuck! Yes, Zee!" I whispered harshly as my left hand tugged on my right nipple, and my right hand held the little clitoral stimulator toy over my clit. Hey, I may not want a booty call, but if I was getting myself off, there was only one person I'd be imagining myself with any time soon!

One of the things that Tampa is known for, is the more hedonistic lifestyle that is enjoyed there. It consistently ranks high in the single adult scene, as well as the sheer volume of adult toy stores and strip clubs. So, after my talk with Harlow, I may have dropped almost $500 at a store and bought myself a few new toys. For the last few years, I'd made do with a relatively standard vibrator that got the job done, but after my night with Zee I figured I better start upping my game.

With the help of a lovely young woman at the store, I'd got myself the clitoral stimulator that was even now making my body seize up in the first of several orgasms I had planned for the evening, a highly rated rabbit vibe, a new dildo that was weighted with a metal core and silicone cover to use when I felt like pretending that Zee was strapping me, and an actual strap with several attachments just in case whoever I dated needed variety. Assuming I ended up with a woman, or a guy who liked to be pegged, I was well stocked.

In the meantime, I just let the toy do its job. It fired little air pulses over my swollen bundle of nerves, doing a good job of simulating oral sex, and bringing me to the brink of orgasm with thoughts of Zee's tongue lavishing my core with attention. When I hit my peak, I let out a low shuddering moan, my thighs squeezing together around my hand as it still gripped the toy. "Oh, Zee! Fuck, Zee baby!"

I relaxed, remembering how I rode her face, hovering over her mouth as she looked up at me with eyes that were filled with promise and a mouth extending a tongue that hit every sensitive spot in my center with pinpoint accuracy. Her strong hands had gripped my ass, pulling me down to her so instead of hovering, I was grinding my pussy onto her mouth, my juices coating her face as she got me more and more worked up. She nodded appreciably as I played with my own nipples, and when she brought me to a high, I don't think I'd ever cum harder.

No toy would ever replicate that, but I had every intention of trying all of the new toys out tonight just to make sure I was thoroughly worn out with thoughts of Zee. Now I just needed something that tasted like that young Cuban goddess. As much as I could imagine her doing things while making myself feel good, I really wanted to feel her skin against mine and hear her moans in my ear as she called me mommy again. Maybe it was the free association going on in my brain after my orgasm, but I had a sudden bit of confusion over why she didn't call me mami with her Cuban background.

Fuck, it didn't matter. I asked her to call me mommy, and she did. I smiled to myself at the memory and her neediness as I gripped her neck. The way that her eyes widened as she looked into mine and her mouth opened in a wordless scream when she came over and over. Fuck, I needed another release.

I reached over to my nightstand and grabbed the rabbit vibe, hurriedly bringing it down between my thighs. I was completely soaked after the first round of toys and my imagination, and the bulbous end of the toy slipped into my waiting channel as I pressed the power button to get the rabbit nub vibrating against my clit. It was a completely different feeling from the last toy, as I could imagine Zee's fingers pumping into me while her thumb was rubbing my button back and forth. Fuck! Yeah, this was going to be a long night.

The next morning, I woke up with a smile. I was sore, but a lot less so when I had the real Zee instead of the imaginary one. But I still felt good, knowing I'd picked some good toys to help me remember that night a little longer. I didn't need to go to the office today, I'd be back there on Wednesday and Thursday instead, so I could take my time getting ready and just work from my home office today. Much easier.

By the time lunch rolled around, I'd already knocked out several meetings and made good progress on the budget for the next fiscal year. Even better, I'd kept my mind free of thoughts of a dark haired Cuban girl between my thighs. Feeling a little hungry, I wandered into the kitchen from the office, and looked to see what we had for lunch. I could hear the television from the other room playing one of the How To Train Your Dragon movies, and I poked my head into the family room to see how the girls were doing. I smiled as I saw the two of them snuggled up under a quilt, their eyes trained on the movie, but their arms around each other. They were too precious.

"Did you two eat lunch?"

"Not yet," Gracie replied, not bothering to let go of Jashanna. I was glad they were confident about being open in their relationship now. That talk in the pool should have happened months ago.

I was originally going to make steak tacos for dinner, but maybe I could do that now instead. We always liked those. "What about some steak tacos for lunch? How does that sound?"

"Yes please!" They both chorused, and I knew we had a winner.

I started slicing up the skirt steak that I had in the fridge for later, then did a quick marinade with honey, lime juice, cumin, and chili powder before I got the skillet going. I know it wasn't as authentic as many, but it was delicious and fast, so I rolled with it. It wasn't long before the steak was sizzling, and the cilantro and onion was chopped up. It wasn't fancy, but it was one of our favorite meals because it was yummy, quick, and easy.

When everything was ready, I put all the different ingredients in bowls, then put the bowls on a tray and brought it out to the living room and put it on the coffee table. "Okay! Let's have some food!" We spent the next half hour devouring the meal while enjoying the movie, and I was glad that the way I ran the company allowed me this time. Sure, I could have moved the company to a downtown building and gone on martini lunches with other CEOs, but this lunch was a lot more to my liking. I would only have two more years of meals like this before the girls were off to college, so I wanted to enjoy them.

Maybe I should get a cat. A puppy could work too, but I didn't like the idea of leaving it when I went to work and having it make a mess. Cats were definitely more self-sufficient, and I liked the idea of a kitty in my lap. It would suck to be in the house alone, and a pet would certainly give me some good company and love. Yeah, maybe I'd find a human to hang out with me too, but they tended to be a little harder to find. I also needed to get that divorce first.

"Hey, I was thinking I'd invite Nana over for dinner this weekend. We'll do something fun for the last weekend of summer, maybe go out if you like."

"That sounds great!" Gracie answered as once, while Jashanna simply nodded.

I watched my daughter's partner carefully, worried about her reaction. All summer, she'd been happy here, but I couldn't remember her talking about her mom at all. Actually, I didn't remember her even calling her to say hi.

"Jashanna, is your mom excited to see you again?" I asked tentatively.

She gave a little shrug, leaning back into Gracie. "She's more worried about Davante because it's his first year in high school." That wasn't much of an answer, and yet I sensed it was at least partially true. Davante  was her brother, and not the nicest one at that from the stories I'd heard. Gracie didn't seem to think anything was wrong, so I let it lie for now. They'd just had a big event in coming out and admitting their relationship, so I didn't want to force another big discussion about something that Jashanna was obviously uncomfortable with.

With lunch done, I got everything in the dishwasher and the stove wiped down before I went back to the office to work. The budget was good this year, considering we still had eight consultants on the bench with no clients for them yet. But we had several projects that could be starting up within the next month, and the downtime allowed them to take training that would help them expand their knowledge and experience going forward and allow us to put them on a wider range of projects.

It was several hours later that I got to take another break. I'd been putting off the call to Elizabeth for long enough, so I finally called her. I wasn't going to tell her my plans about Elliot, she deserved to hear that in person. She may not like how her son turned out, but at the end of the day he was still her son and she loved him.

"Demi!" she answered happily. "I was just thinking about you!"

"I guess we both were. I was hoping you might be free on Saturday. It's the last weekend before high school starts, and I wanted to do something nice for Gracie and Jashanna. Do you feel like going out to dinner with us?" Yeah, the rest we could talk about after a good meal and maybe a glass of wine.

"Of course! I never turn down a chance to spend a night with my favorite girls. I'll pop over in the afternoon and we can go whenever you like." She sounded thrilled at the prospect, and I could only smile at her excitement. Her guest room here was always available to her, and she never turned down a chance to hit the hot tub in the evening. I was pretty sure she'd move in full time if I asked.

We caught up on a few other things, like her flower gardening efforts which had yielded some gorgeous irises and then I went back to work. I didn't tell her about Gracie and Jashanna, that was their news, but I was sure it would be okay. I felt good about the day. I was productive, had lunch with my daughter and her girlfriend, and got the weekend sorted. Yes, I could have done more, but there was nothing pressing on my plate at the moment.

So, I looked for a kitty. It wasn't hard, Tampa had a cat foster care organization called Tampa Cat Crusaders that had some wonderful cats to rescue. Yes, they sounded like superheroes, but none of the little kittens were wearing capes. And fuck, there were a lot of cats needing homes! I was going to have a tough time choosing, but I had a feeling that the girls would be happy to help me choose, just like they wanted to help me find a date.

I figured we could do that on Friday afternoon, since I usually cut everyone loose from the company early anyway. That would let us go pick up everything we needed, then get the kitties set up with food and litter before the weekend and interact with them before the girls started going to school again. I thought it was a good plan, and I had a feeling the girls would too.