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    One Saturday Morning

    My lips found the back of her neck as my hand found its way under her shirt. I felt her perfectly shaped ass get closer to my crotch, as I undid the strings on her pajama bottoms. I worked my way towards the side of her neck, to the bottom of her ear, my favorite spot to tease…well, one of them. I heard her gasp, surprised that I’m becoming more aggressive. I heard the water turn off as she started to turn and face me, but I stopped her. She tried to resist again, but it was too late, my fingers have found their way to her hot, center core. I felt her reach back and grab the back of my head, as my tongue kept drawing circles under her ear. My left hand had started to massage her right breast. “Lena” she breathes out. I know I’m driving her insane, it’s not very often I take control. I need her bare.

    I stopped everything I was doing, turned her around, and without fail, our lips met. Her kiss was hungry, even desperate, for more. She wrapped her arm around me as she walked us towards the living room. It’s not so easy walking backwards, but I knew she got my back. I let her lead the way as I made work of getting her completely naked. I was only able to get rid of her pants and unhook her bra as she refused to break the kiss to get her shirt off. Thank goodness I was so lazy this morning and just threw a robe over my nightgown. I was completely bare by the time my back hit the couch. Stef quickly got rid of her shirt as she settled in between my legs. It was her turn to attack.

    She left a trail of kisses down my neck, to each breast. Took my erect nipple into her mouth and sucked. Her hot breath only made me wetter. Her fingers had made their way to my clit; a soft touch elicited such a loud moan. I was close, I knew she was, I felt her dripping down my leg. I reached down to touch her clit, and made small circles, just the way she likes it. Her mouth found mine again, as the kiss felt even deeper than last. I used my other hand to grab the back of her head as I pulled it back a little to see her face better. As our eyes locked, she whispered “together.” And with that, our bodies lost control.

    I slowly opened my eyes, looked down and saw the top of her blonde head resting on my chest. We must have dozed off. I looked up at the clock on the far wall, 1 o’clock. The kids won’t be back until 4, then we have dinner with my parents at 6. I’ll still have time to finish my work.

    “You have plenty of time” her sleepy yet reassuring voice muttered.

    I couldn’t help but chuckle, “how did you know?”

    “I heard you counting hours, you talk out loud without noticing sometimes,” she said as she turned her head to look at me.

    “Your hips distracted me from very important work you know?” I joked.

    “Let’s not forget who came on to whom,” she retorted. We both laughed.

    Stef sat up, her blonde hair now down to her shoulders, a glorious mess.

    “Well, since I’M at fault for taking you away from your work, how about I help you get back to it.”

    I forced myself to sit up, my legs wrapped around her waist. I pulled her face close to mine, kissed her, forced my tongue in her mouth and played with hers. I pulled away and quickly stood up. I walked towards the stairs, she was still sitting on the couch, flabbergasted that I just left her there with that kiss.

    “You’re right, I’ll get back to work. But right after a shower.”

    Stef jumped off the couch and ran after me as I raced up the stairs towards our bedroom.

     

     

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