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

I purposefully took my time getting ready. I wasn't sure as shooting what to expect with Anna. Would it be awkward ? Would she be upset ? tempestuous ? 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, capable to wait no longer — and not even for certain if Anna were still at the apartment — I came down and ran to the kitchen to make my lunch.

'' Morning, '' she said, behind me. I spun. She was wearing a stiff skirt that showed off her ridiculous breaking ball and a tight gabardine dress shirt with one too few buttons unbuttoned. I took a mental snapshot, just in typeface I was back to being on my own later.

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

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

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

'' You already asked. ``

'' Right. Oh. Sorry. ``

'' Look I … '' she said

'' I was going to … '' I interrupted.

'' Sorry. ``

'' Sorry. ``

'' You first, '' I said.

'' I don't want this to be uncanny between us. What happened last night … it was skillful. But it does not have to define our relationship. ``

'' No. right field. Sure. ``

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

'' No, I got it. ``

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

'' Me too. ``

'' Good, '' she said.

'' Yeah. ``

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

'' That would be great, '' I said, smiling as she walked out the door. She wanted it casual, I thought. goodness. I can do that. I will just wait to tell her I am madly in love with her.

***

All hot miss have wearing apparel they wear that they think makes them await not hot. Maybe it is a baseball cap or a jersey or a dyad of old panties. I am not surely how they got it in their mind that mere clothing can somehow mask their general hotness, but they did. And men everywhere are thrilled about it.

Because the cloak-and-dagger verity is that a hot girl looks hot, usually, no affair what. Put Megan Fox in a couple of old sweat gasp, a trucker cap and a football jersey … and she still looks like Megan Fox in a yoke of old travail pants, a truck driver cap and a football tee shirt. Women thinking their beauty is diminished by one vesture item would be like someone saying the"Anglesea Island Lisa '' was only memorable because of its nice frame.

Anyway, Anna had a couplet of PJs with a cow print on them. Not little photos of cows, rather, but a pair of white PJs with niggling bootleg speckle on them, like a cow would have. She thought they were her way of"bumming out, '' but immix it with a tank top that showed off her flat abdomen, and they were flannel viagra. Every metre she wore them, all I could cogitate of was how badly I wanted to unclothe them down and drub her from behind.

For a week after we had our encounter, we sort of missed each other. She was out of town for three years that weekend, to visit her sister. Also, I worked late a day or two, and by the time I got home, she was asleep. I did not wake her, nor did I jerk off. It was one matter 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 metre I went to sleep, so I assumed if she wanted to, she'd make a motion. She didn't. So I just slept.

We talked a bit in the mornings, but mainly just chit chat. To be average, the convos were no less or no more than they were before our clash, so it wasn't really a barometer of our relationship.

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

'' There's nothing on, '' I said, after the movie 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 last week, and you come to bed late. 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 weird. ``

'' It wasn't weird before. ``

'' Right, but that was different. ``

'' 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 hitch off knowing I didn't care ? ``

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

'' That's sweet. I mean it. And, look, I'm not busting your Ball. I am not looking for anything from you. I just don't want to make you uncomfortable. This is your topographic point. You make the prescript. ``

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

'' Like what do I wear ? ``

'' That. ``

'' What ? ``

'' The vesture you have on. ``

'' This ? ! ``

'' Yes ! ``

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

'' Yes. ``

'' These ? ``

'' YES ! ``

'' Really ? ``

'' Yes. Really. ``

'' My cow pajamas turn you on ? ``

'' Yes. ``

'' And the storage tank top ? ``

'' YES. The army tank top. ``

She smiled, tossing her brown hair's-breadth back as she laughed. Anna loved to tease. The defective thing you could do was bear witness her your weakness.

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

She stood up, thumbs under waist ring, pushing down her cow pajamas and revealing a tiny couple of black-silk scanty. The inkiness tank car top stayed on, still pushed up above her belly button.

'' adept ? '' 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 call for off. ``

'' Not funny. ``

'' Well … it looks like you have something to, um, workplace out. I am going to go upstairs. To bed. You can mould it out down here. Or you can follow up there. ``

***

The spark were out by the fourth dimension I got upstairs. Anna was in bed, with the covert 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 pugilist. I crawled in bed, laying on my back.

'' So … '' she said, turning on her face, 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 take them off. ``

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

'' Woaahh, '' she said.

'' What ? ``

'' You kissed me ! ``

'' So ? ``

'' So … that's, uh, different. ``

'' Huh ? ``

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

'' Wait … you swallowed my cum last workweek. ``

'' Yeah ? ``

'' What was that ? ``

'' That's not … tone, I want us to have fun. You know, two friends, having fun. Making each early feel ripe. Great. Let's do that. But we start kissing and holding manus and all the other stuff, and this becomes, you know, feely poppycock. Making love. Whatever. I don't want that. Not now. You're my quondam friend. ``

'' No, I get it. ``

'' Do you ? ``

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

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

She straddled me, her thin disgraceful scanty pressing against my boxers. Her munition went to either side of meat of my head and she pressed her breasts into my face. She had perfect-sized nipples that grew long and hard. I sucked one into my mouth while I squeezed her former chest, stroking the concentrated tip."piece of tail, '' she moaned, grinding her step-in against my crotch.

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

She reached down, between her stage, slipping my boxers lower so my cock was out. She pressed her panty-covered mound against my cock and continued grinding. The esthesis was incredible. Just a thin-layer of cum-soaked silk between her slit and my cock. I could palpate her heat, her surd button, pressing against me as she bucked harder. Her mammilla were covered in my spit as I moved back and forth, not 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 teenager. I had not cum from"dry '' humping since high school, but she was almost too much. I reached around, squeeze her duncish ass as I sucked harder on her pap, biting it with my teeth. That must get been what she needed, because she inhaled sharply, her trunk tense against my, her pussy pressed hard against my rooster. She let out a few"unf '' sounds as she shuddered, collapsing against my pectus in a unvoiced spasm.

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

'' It seemed like it. ``

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

'' sword lily I could help oneself. 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 mind, yes. ``

'' OK. fountainhead, how do you need to cum ? ``

'' Well, what are my options. ``

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

'' You can accept my hand … or my backtalk. ``

'' That all ? ``

She kind of wiggled her hips against my swollen-headed cock, pressing her wet panties against my bulge. One of her hands snaked down, pulling my shaft up so it was between her legs. She grinded against my cock again."What else do you want ? ``

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

'' Uh huh. ``

'' Fine. Your cunt. ``

She inhaled. She reached down, pushing her scanty to the incline and holding them there with her hand, she continued rubbing against my cock, only this metre, it was skin against skin.

'' This ? '' she asked.

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

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

'' Fuck, '' I said. The tease."Inside. ``

She popped up, slipping off her panties, and hopped back on the bed. She straddled me again, pulling my cock down so it was pressed between her vagina and my venter. She slid up a niggling advance, teasing the head of my pecker with her backtalk. She eased just the oral sex into her stiff slit."How is this ? '' she asked.

'' Good, '' I said, trying to thrust up. My hips caused her to prompt 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 pulse and yearn."I think, '' she said, pausing,"I think that is sufficiency. Maybe I will save that. ``

I was disappointed, but I was also set up to pop and not in a position to debate."OK. ``

'' Is my oral cavity 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 puff job did not live on long. I felt her hired man on my cock, the former on my balls. Her backtalk found a good pace and swallowed me almost whole. She jacked my shaft and licked the bottom of my putz, all the while pressing down on my balls. I ached for release, and it came quickly.

'' Shit, '' I said, hips pressing up as I held back the 1st guessing. She knew it was happening and pulled away, jerking my cock as I let go, letting a stream of cum hit her in the mouth, then on the jaw. She let a few shots hit her cheeks, then aimed down, letting me splash on her mamilla. I hadn't jerked off in days, and it showed. I covered her chest and face. A unenviable mess.

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

'' Sorry, '' I said, sheepishly.

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

'' glad you liked it. ``

We lay there for a few minutes, our sticky voice drying. As I was about impulsion off she said,"Sorry about before. ``

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

'' The kiss matter. ``

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

'' I made it unearthly. ``

'' It's sang-froid. ``

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