The morning after Anna caught me jerking off and blew me, I woke up later than normal. By the time I showered and dressed, she was already downstairs, about to leave.

I purposefully took my time getting ready. I wasn't trusted what to look with Anna. Would it be awkward ? Would she be upset ? Angry ? Maybe it was a dream. Maybe I had imagined it all. Maybe I had been awaken and she had been asleep. Is there such a thing as"sleep blowing '' ?

I stalled and stalled upstairs as long as I could, able-bodied to wait no longer — and not even sure if Anna were still at the apartment — I came down and ran to the kitchen to take my lunch.

'' break of day, '' she said, behind me. I spun. She was wearing a tight skirt that showed off her ridiculous curves and a smashed white dress shirt with one too few buttons unbuttoned. I took a mental snap, just in case I was back to being on my own later.

'' Oh, hey, '' I said."Uh, how are you ? ``

'' Good, '' she said, smiling."You ? ``

'' Uhhhh … great. Great. Brilliant, really. You ? ``

'' You already asked. ``

'' Right. Oh. Sorry. ``

'' tone I … '' she said

'' I was going to … '' I interrupted.

'' Sorry. ``

'' Sorry. ``

'' You first, '' I said.

'' I don't want this to be weird between us. What happened last night … it was nice. But it does not have to set our family relationship. ``

'' No. right hand. Sure. ``

'' It's just … I don't want you to plow us different. ``

'' No, I got it. ``

'' It was fun, '' she said, smiling."I had fun. ``

'' Me too. ``

'' salutary, '' she said.

'' Yeah. ``

'' Maybe, you know. Maybe later we can … whatever ? ``

'' That would be great, '' I said, smiling as she walked out the threshold. She wanted it daily, I thought. trade good. I can do that. I will just look to tell her I am madly in love with her.

***

All hot fille have apparel they wear that they think makes them look not hot. Maybe it is a baseball cap or a tee shirt or a couplet of old scanty. I am not sure how they got it in their mind that mere article of clothing can somehow mask their world-wide heat, but they did. And men everywhere are thrilled about it.

Because the secret truth is that a hot daughter looks hot, usually, no affair what. Put Megan Fox in a pair of old sweat pants, a trucker cap and a football NJ … and she still looks like Megan Fox in a pair of old exertion trouser, a trucker cap and a football Jersey. Women thinking their beauty is diminished by one vesture item would be like person saying the"Mona Lisa '' was only memorable because of its nice frame.

Anyway, Anna had a yoke of PJs with a cow print on them. Not small photos of cows, rather, but a pair of blanched PJs with picayune fateful spots on them, like a cow would accept. She thought they were her way of"bumming out, '' but combine it with a tank top that showed off her vapid stomach, and they were washrag viagra. Every time she wore them, all I could consider of was how badly I wanted to strip them down and thrash her from behind.

For a week after we had our coming upon, we sort of missed each other. She was out of township for three mean solar day that weekend, to chat her sister. Also, I worked late a day or two, and by the time I got home base, she was asleep. I did not come alive her, nor did I twitch off. It was one thing to do it when I thought I was getting away with it, but it was another to do it knowing she knew. I didn't want her to think I had expectations every sentence I went to sleep, so I assumed if she wanted to, she'd cause a move. She didn't. So I just slept.

We talked a bit in the first light, but mainly just chit chat. To be mediocre, the convos were no less or no to a greater extent than they were before our brush, so it wasn't really a barometer of our relationship.

One week after we hooked up, our schedule finally meshed, and we found ourselves on the lounge, watching TV. She was wearing her unbelievably-sexy-even-though-she-didn't-know-it cow jammies and a tank top that did not quite cover her stomach or her belly button piercing.

'' There's nothing on, '' I said, after the picture we were watching ended."We could download something. ``

'' Nah. I'm tired. I think I am going to bed. ``

'' Oh, '' I said."Cool. ``

There was an awkward pause. One of the few of our relationship.

'' You … haven't been avoiding me, have you ? '' she asked.

'' What ? No. No. Why would you … ''

'' It's just we haven't really, you know, been together since survive calendar week, and you come to bed belated. And you haven't, uh, I mean, you were doing it every night, and you aren't … ''

'' I just, it's, well, work. And I didn't … I mean, you've been asleep. So I thought it might be eldritch. ``

'' It wasn't Wyrd before. ``

'' Right, but that was dissimilar. ``

'' Why ? ``

'' I thought you didn't know I was doing it. ``

'' So … it was less awkward to jerk off when you thought I was asleep than it would be to jerk off knowing I didn't care ? ``

'' fountainhead … uh, you know, you have a degree. But you are in a vulnerable place right now. And I didn't want to be the guy to take advantage of that. ``

'' That's sugariness. I mean it. And, look, I'm not busting your orb. I am not looking for anything from you. I just don't want to make you uncomfortable. This is your situation. You make the ruler. ``

'' OK, '' I said."mulct. Sometimes … what you wear, is distracting. It would be easier for me if you dressed … differently. ``

'' Like what do I wear upon ? ``

'' That. ``

'' What ? ``

'' The wearable you have on. ``

'' This ? ! ``

'' Yes ! ``

'' These pajamas I've had forever ? ``

'' Yes. ``

'' These ? ``

'' YES ! ``

'' Really ? ``

'' Yes. Really. ``

'' My cow jammies turn you on ? ``

'' Yes. ``

'' And the storage tank top ? ``

'' YES. The tank top. ``

She smiled, tossing her embrown haircloth back as she laughed. Anna loved to badger. The worst matter you could do was present her your weakness.

'' OK, '' she said, smiling."I'll subscribe to them off. ``

She stood up, thumb under waistline isthmus, pushing down her cow pajamas and revealing a tiny yoke of black-silk panty. The black tank top stayed on, still pushed up above her belly button.

'' honest ? '' she said, hands on hip.

I grabbed the couch cushion, pressing it into my lap."No, '' I said.

'' I am running out of things to take off. ``

'' Not funny. ``

'' Well … it looks like you have something to, um, body of work out. I am going to go upstairs. To bed. You can cultivate it out down here. Or you can make out up there. ``

***

The lights were out by the meter I got upstairs. Anna was in bed, with the covers pulled back on my side.

'' Decided to come to bed ? '' she asked.

'' Yeah, '' I said.

I took off my pants and shirt, as usual. I always slept in shorts. I crawled in bed, laying on my back.

'' So … '' she said, turning on her side of meat, facing me,"you liked my panties ? ``

'' Stop, '' I said.

'' What ? ``

'' Teasing me. ``

She leaned in, whispering in my ear,"If you didn't like them, I can occupy them off. ``

'' Fuuucck, '' I said, a low growl."You are so sexy. '' I turned grabbing her look and kissing her hard. She kissed me back, for a second, before breaking away and moving to the side.

'' Woaahh, '' she said.

'' What ? ``

'' You kissed me ! ``

'' So ? ``

'' So … that's, uh, dissimilar. ``

'' Huh ? ``

'' That's, you know, like, suggest stuff. ``

'' Wait … you swallowed my cum final stage week. ``

'' Yeah ? ``

'' What was that ? ``

'' That's not … look, I want us to get fun. You know, two friend, having fun. Making each other spirit good. Great. Let's do that. But we start kissing and holding mitt and all the other stuff, and this becomes, you know, feely clobber. Making love. Whatever. I don't want that. Not now. You're my oldest friend. ``

'' No, I get it. ``

'' Do you ? ``

'' Yeah, '' I said, still sort of garbled but also still hard and not wanting to say something stupid.

She leaned back down, and kissed my chest."This is cool. If we do this. '' She kissed down, licking my teat."And this. '' She sat up, pulling off her tank top, showing me her mamilla again and hard nipples. She leaned down, pressing her breast against my lips. I opened my mouth, sucking her nipple into my mouth."shtup. Yes. That is OK to do, '' she said.

She straddled me, her thin inkiness panties pressing against my boxers. Her limb went to either side of my headway and she pressed her breasts into my expression. She had perfect-sized nipples that grew long and hard. I sucked one into my sassing while I squeezed her other breast, stroking the hard tip."fucking, '' she moaned, grinding her panties against my crotch.

She clearly liked having her nipples sucked. She would alternate, moving from one to the early, while grinding against my peter. My boxers were already soaked, she was so wet. She was dripping down her thighs and coating me.

She reached down, between her legs, slipping my boxer lower so my tool was out. She pressed her panty-covered mound against my dick and continued grinding. The virtuoso was incredible. Just a thin-layer of cum-soaked silk between her cunt and my pecker. I could finger her heat, her hard button, pressing against me as she bucked harder. Her tits were covered in my spit as I moved back and Forth, not for sure how long she wanted this, but happy to continue doing it.

She was panting and cursing, pressing hard against me. I felt like a teen. I had not cum from"dry '' humping since high schooltime, but she was almost too often. I reached around, wring her boneheaded ass as I sucked harder on her nipple, biting it with my teeth. That must have been what she needed, because she inhaled sharply, her body tense against my, her pussycat pressed hard against my cock. She let out a few"unf '' sounds as she shuddered, collapsing against my chest of drawers in a hard spasm.

'' Wow, '' she said, finally, her brown hair fanning out across my chest of drawers."That was intense. ``

'' It seemed like it. ``

'' I've never came like that. Just your lip. And grinding. Wow. ``

'' gladiolus I could help. It was … nice on my end. ``

'' Did you cum ? '' she asked, looking up at me.

'' Almost. But, no. ``

She smiled."Do you want to ? ``

I laughed."Uh, well, the thought crossed my judgment, yes. ``

'' OK. Well, how do you want to cum ? ``

'' Well, what are my options. ``

She sat up, straddling me, her hands on my chest.

'' You can have my paw … or my mouth. ``

'' That all ? ``

She form of wiggled her pelvic girdle against my swollen cock, pressing her wet panties against my protrusion. One of her paw snaked down, pulling my dick up so it was between her legs. She grinded against my turncock again."What else do you desire ? ``

'' You going to make me say it ? ``

'' Uh huh. ``

'' amercement. Your pussy. ``

She inhaled. She reached down, pushing her step-in to the side and holding them there with her hand, she continued rubbing against my shaft, only this time, it was skin against skin.

'' This ? '' she asked.

'' Mmm hmm, '' I said. The sensation was incredible. She was so warm. Her hide so wet and soft.

'' Is this enough, or do you want to go inside ? ``

'' screwing, '' I said. The tease."inside. ``

She popped up, slipping off her scanty, and hopped back on the bed. She straddled me again, pulling my prick down so it was pressed between her vagina and my tummy. She slid up a little encourage, teasing the caput of my cock with her sassing. She eased just the principal into her tight slit."How is this ? '' she asked.

'' salutary, '' I said, trying to thrust up. My hips caused her to move further, slipping off of me."Nope, '' she said."Not yet. ``

She eased back, again, slipping around just the heading of my cock, causing me to pulsate and smart."I think, '' she said, pausing,"I think that is enough. Maybe I will save that. ``

I was disappointed, but I was also ready to pop and not in a position to fence."OK. ``

'' Is my mouth good ? '' she asked.

'' Yes. ``

'' And since you are patient … I will let you cum on my face, '' she said, sliding down, licking my stomach.

The blow job did not lastly long. I felt her bridge player on my cock, the other on my balls. Her sassing found a unspoilt pace and swallowed me almost whole. She jacked my cock and licked the underside of my cock, all the piece pressing down on my balls. I ached for button, and it came quickly.

'' shite, '' I said, pelvis pressing up as I held back the starting time shaft. She knew it was happening and pulled away, jerking my rooster as I let go, letting a stream of cum hit her in the oral fissure, then on the jaw. She let a few guess hit her cheeks, then aimed down, letting me splash on her titmouse. I hadn't jerked off in daytime, and it showed. I covered her chest and face. A steamy mess.

'' Wow, '' she said."I look like a porn genius. ``

'' Sorry, '' I said, sheepishly.

'' No, '' she said, sliding her head back on my chest, covering me in my own cum."Fuck no. That was aphrodisiac. Don't say you are sorry. Wow. That was so hot. ``

'' glad you liked it. ``

We lay there for a few minutes, our unenviable percentage drying. As I was about heading off she said,"Sorry about before. ``

'' What ? '' I said, looking down. She was laying on my chest, header on hands.

'' The osculation affair. ``

'' Oh. You know. Don't trouble. ``

'' I made it weird. ``

'' It's cool. ``

She leaned in and kissed me on the lips. It was gentle. Sweet. Soft."Good nighttime, '' she said .