Tuesday, day 4
Sharon's phone alarm woke us both, we had both got some sleep but not a great deal. I moved over to Sharon and we lay there in each other's arms, lightly kissing each other whilst letting our bodies begin to entwine. I began to play with her body and breasts and then moved my hand between Sharon's legs and in no time her body began to move with the motion of my hand. We were both using our tongues as the kissing became more passionate. I was playing with Sharon's clit as she was near to orgasm. Her body frantically moving as I moved two fingers into her and began to use my thumb on her clit. I started to play with her g spot and she took in a sharp intake of breath between her teeth and then arching her body, she began to groan, holding that position whilst I pushed harder with my fingers. As she relaxed, I sucked one finger, then offered the other finger to her mouth, on which she duly sucked.
It felt strange that we didn't fuck that morning but I wanted to give her one last orgasm before we left the bed.
I made coffee and toast whilst Sharon showered. I stood and watched her dry herself. Nothing was said but we just looked at each other realising our weekend together was rapidly coming to an end. I returned to the kitchen whilst Sharon dressed and then packed her bag. Packing her bag took all of 2 minutes. She had travelled light, bringing only some toiletries and her red camisole.
Within the hour, we were on our way to the airport. Few words were said on the train to the airport, we just sat holding hands, with the occasional glance at each other.
Once at the airport, we sat with coffees and began talking about our few days together. I tried to express how I felt the weekend had been for me, with Sharon simply nodding in agreement.
