Chapter 1

Work, eat, sleep, repeat. The Monday through Friday routine left little time for anything else. Fun seemed like a foreign language to Evan and Kayla. Then the weekend came, and they tried to pack in some fun.

Sleeping in was Saturday’s number one mission. That meant 8 a.m instead of the jarring 5:15 weekday alarm. 

“Come on, let’s get up. I don't want to stay in bed all day,” Kayla poked at Evan, whose leg was over her legs.

Evan grazed her breast, and she knew what that meant. That and the grind into her side from his excited member. “Five minutes,” he said as he ground hard into the side.

“We really don't have time for this. There’s too much to do,” Kayla said.

It's been at least a week since they did anything together. Evan had taken care of business a few times with his right hand. He wasn't sure if Kayla had played. Probably not. When she did, she was usually quicker to accept his advances. 

Kayla pushed him away and rolled on top of him. Her head rested on his chest. That was good. Maybe she had touched herself this week.

“You know, Cindy, that I work with?”

Evan grunted a “yes.” 

“She caught her husband wearing her panties.”

“Sounds like fun.”

“Cindy was pissed. She thinks he’s a perv. You haven't been playing with mine, have you?”

Evan debated with himself for a few seconds. The choices were “Oh no,” the non-pervert answer, or maybe the truth, which was “They are still warm when I fish them out of the hamper.”

He settled for a middle ground. “There's nothing wrong with a little panty play.”

“So you do?”

“Take them off, and I will show you.”

Kayla realized she needed to give him some satisfaction and grasped his cock. He was really hard and excited and knew it wouldn't take long.

A few strokes in, she had to go to the bathroom. She slipped off her panties and tossed them at Evan. “Keep yourself occupied.”

Evan grabbed the soft undergarment and put them up to his face. Her smell always turned him on. Even in college, he loved sitting next to her and smelling her. It wasn't perfume. It was her ripe womanhood.

Kayla returned naked, leaving her nightie on the floor in the bathroom.

“You are a perv,” she said, seeing Evan with her panties near his face.

She crawled back into bed. “Let’s get this over with quickly.”

“So romantic,” Evan thought sarcastically. 

Her soft, naked body felt so good, and so did her hand stroking slowly up and down.

“I want you to cum on me.”

“Mmn, your face?” he asked, ready for “no.” He did once, and she was pissed. A stray rope landed in her hair. That was a rare weekday playtime. She didn't see it, and it dried and stuck. Another nurse saw it.

“Kayla, you’ve something in your hair.”

Reached out to get it out, and the older co-worker recognized it.

“Ohhhuhh. Kayla had play time before work.”

She was embarrassed, and to make matters worse, the other nurses made her tell them about it.

Kayla and Evan decided that the others must be starved for sex to get her talking about a load on her face.

It wouldn’t be on her face. Kayla had rolled onto her back and spread her legs. She pointed just below her soft brown bush. “Right here with her index finger on her swollen clit. 

That was always fun, and she really got off on “the hot goey stuff” as she called it.

He crawled between her legs and stroked while she held her pussy open, occasionally scissoring her clit with two fingers. She panted and bit her lower lip. She was close.

“Cum on me!” That drove him over the edge, and he flooded her with the hot, goey stuff. He thought she came too. Then she told, “Eat me now.”

Eating creampie was new. It wasn't that Evan hadn't tasted his own cum, but it was a first off of her pussy.

She clenched her thighs and let out a loud “Oh my gosh, I’m cumming.”

Evan could barely breathe with his head clamped between those beautiful thighs.

A few seconds later, she said please stop and pushed his head and tongue away. Evan had cum and pussy juice all over his mustache and chin. She laughed when she saw it. He moved beside her and tried to kiss her on the mouth.

“Keep that away from me,” she laughed. “It’s like you just sucked a dick.”

“Where did you come up with the idea for me to do that?” Evan asked, figuring that she had watched a kinky video or maybe read it in one of her books.

“Remember the older nurse who found your cum in my hair? She told us about it.”

Turns out, as the old nurse got older, she was not as moist, and she liked it better than her husband spitting on her.

“Now I have something for story time at work,” Kayla said.

I knew most of her co-workers and wondered what they would think if us now.

The rest of the weekend was spent shopping and working around the house. No more fun, except for a few minutes after Kayla fell asleep.

Evan liked to imagine what kind of panties women were wearing. It was a fun distraction while they shopped. Once Kayla had played along and given him some insights on what the lines or lack of lines along their butts were showing. That night, he fucked Kayla hard. But not this weekend. He saw some hot ass.

One really caught his eye. They ran into one of Kayla’s coworkers, Hannah. She was a little younger and had really tight pants. Hannah’s panty lines were clear, and one side was riding up her crack. Mmmm, a definite turn-on for Evan. They were standing pretty close, and Evan thought she smelled like a mix of vanilla and wet pussy. Kayla must have smelled it, too. As soon as Hannah was out of earshot, Kayla said Hannah liked to party and date a lot of guys. “I know a girl who went to high school with her, and she said she was known as ‘Hannah handjob.’”

Evan laughed. “You girls have dirtier minds than we guys. That’s hard to do.”

“I know you smelled her. You perv. She must have got fucked good,” Kayla said.

“So you smelled her, too?”

That night, Evan jacked off, remembering Hannah’s smell and that nice, firm butt. He came fast and soon fell fast asleep against Kayla’s warm, soft body.