More Than The Mail
Date: 6/17/2017, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: becoming, Source: LushStories
I was alone in bed in my boyfriend’s studio apartment. We had overslept, so he had to rush off, late for a meeting. I glanced around the room, noticing the mid-morning light filtering in through the curtains just above my head. The sunbeams highlighted the hardwood floor strewn with books, a towel, and an assortment of clothing: his jeans, t-shirt, my skirt, bra. One stocking hung from the table, beside an empty bottle of wine and some candles. Mmm, yes, last night had been quite delicious. As I indulged in remembering the details of the night, the home-cooked meal, banter and laughter, a steamy shower, and hours of lovemaking, I noticed my coat hanging on a hook on the back of the door. I sighed as I looked at the empty space beside it, where his coat should be. As wonderful as last night was, I did miss the usual morning sex. Images of tender caresses, passionate kisses, and hasty fucking all mingled together in my mind, and I felt my body becoming aroused. Well, I suppose I’ll just have to take care of this myself . I moved over to the edge of the bed, and reached into a rather large pink satin satchel - my bag of tricks, as Robb would tease. I pulled out a large purple vibrator, and rolled back onto the bed. On second thought, this might be job for two . I felt the wetness between my legs and the tingling in my breasts as I grabbed a second, small black studded vibrator. I realized this could get loud, so I slipped over to the laptop on the desk, and turned on some ...