It was an unseasonably warm evening in late March. Brent's plane had just landed. Melissa was nervous. She was parked in the cell phone lot. It was both convenient and inconvenient that Brent was going to be in town the same weekend John had come to Seatt...
As the cobwebs of sleep cleared, with her cheek on Lindsey’s chest and John nuzzled behind her, Melissa felt John’s fingers sliding lazily along her hip. She couldn’t believe she had fallen asleep naked. She never slept naked. Of course, she never slept o...
“So …” John said, as they sat there on the couch, recovering, “ … who’s up for a nightcap?” Melissa turned to Lindsey. “Definitely,” he answered. She noted that he sat there, naked, his dick swollen and resting against his thigh, his body against hers, an...
When they stepped out of the shower, John and Melissa slipped into plush robes that were hanging, waiting for them, along the bathroom wall. “That,” John said to Melissa, “is the most I want to see you wearing for the rest of our time here.” “You’re ridic...
Finally, after building such a unique, connected, loving relationship from hundreds of miles apart, the day John and Melissa had hoped for, imagined and anticipated had finally arrived. The events leading up to this day had begun months earlier when Melis...
