This is part 2 of a 3 part set. I would recommend reading
the beginning chapter first
where you will meet the characters and understand their relationship.
Chapter 2: Summer Lovers
Lying on my side, my head propped up on one hand, I was just observing Linda lying beside me. Her right arm was turned up; her fingers intertwined in the raven black hair that covered the pillow that her head rested up. The twin peaks of her bare breasts rose from her chest, the brown and pink jewels adorning the tips flat, at least for the moment. Those little pink buttons always responded so nicely to my caresses, but for the moment I was just admiring her breasts rising and falling with her rhythmical breathing; her face peaceful and perfect.
Even without the normal touch of makeup that she wore when she was working, her face was mesmerizingly beautiful. The clear green eyes that would twinkle when she looked at me lay hidden for now behind her closed lids. Instead I noticed the long eye lashes and eyebrows which normally weren't the center of my attention. I assumed she must pluck or tweak or whatever women do -- her natural accents to her beautiful eyes were too utterly flawless.
Her nose, slightly turned up, was nothing but cute; her lips, smooth and soft, her neck - thin and elegant. I knew from experience, having previously caressed nearly every inch of her body, that she had very little body fat without being underweight. Her skin covered well-toned and shaped muscles developed by her normal daily workout regimen. I smiled to myself knowing that today's workout might not even need her to get out of bed.
The sheet that I'd gently withdrawn from her sleeping body, so as not to awaken her too soon, was wrapped among her legs below the knees. For the moment, only my eyes caressed her naked body, but I knew that soon enough my hands would also be doing so. Below her belly button she was hairless, not even a hint of any stubble showing, as if she'd just shaved. Her pubic mound crested and fell away to her pussy lips, the thin narrow slit below widened into fuller lips with a fleshy fold protruding further down. Her clit was hidden from view, but just like I knew that her nipples erected with just the smallest amount of attention -- I knew her clit would peek from its surrounding flesh quite soon. The first time I'd seen her naked body up close, enticing and entertaining me at her club, I'd assumed I was to look and not touch. Later she'd admitted that with me she wouldn't have stopped me touching her -- that my fantasy lover actually craved the touch of me, her fantasy lover. And now that I knew she relished my touch, just as I relished touching her, our hands regularly roamed each other's bodies.
"My god, Linda, you're so beautiful," I whispered aloud to myself, putting to words the pride and lust swelling in my mind, wondering again what I'd done to warrant being rewarded with the company of such an exquisite creature. She'd been asleep now for nearly 8 hours; she needed to awaken soon or I knew when she did she would be groggy and unhappy.
I also knew that just as with most young mothers, she normally suffered from sleep deprivation, so I was loath to awaken her too soon. Working nights, getting home in the wee hours of the morning and picking up her daughter who would then awaken her at a normal seven or eight o'clock in the morning, and then studying and going to school -- there was seldom that she ever got more than three or four hours sleep in a row. I'd awoken early this morning and was able to distract Lori from searching out her mother, the one constant in her young life. We'd eaten, I'd gotten her dressed, and for the first time she willingly allowed me to cart her off to day care before I returned to crawl back in bed with my co-ed lover who had now had almost eight hours of blissful, uninterrupted, sleep.
Linda had awakened me when she'd crawled into my bed at 3 am. She'd been in control of our lovemaking that time, climbing on and riding me until we'd both cum. She'd used me to relax herself -- giving me my own satisfaction in the process and in just moments, I'd be returning the favor. She was off the next two nights, and as had become our routine in just 6 short weeks, I knew she'd stay with me tonight. I'd picked up Lori from her day care the previous evening and put her to bed in the spare bedroom where Linda could check on her when she got home -- or at least when she got to my home. It wasn't "our" home yet, but I had the feeling it was rapidly heading that way.
Reaching over with one hand, I gently drug the back of my pointer finger down her body. Starting at her collarbone, I'd caressed the sweet curve of her neck, down across her chest, watching it rise over the gentle up-swell of her breast - her nipple coming out to play as my fingernail slightly caught the uneven flesh as it passed over, then slipped back down the underside of her breast. Dragging slowly over her clean shaven pubic mound, it ducked into the crease between her leg and pussy before I slowly moved it across her thigh and past her knee to the end of my reach.
Turning my hand over, my fingertips lightly caressed back up her thigh, stroking across her hairless pubic area feeling the perfect smoothness of her skin. Up and across her stomach, I noticed the way my finger fit perfectly into the concave curve where her breast rose from her body. I slid my finger beneath her near breast and repeated for the far one before gently cupping it with my open hand. Her nipple fit perfectly in the opening between my thumb and first finger; as her nipple grew to my touch I closed my hand squeezing the rising nub and her breast gently.
She stirred; her body recognizing that something had changed, although she was not yet awake. That would come soon enough. Opening my hand again, I drew a circle with one finger around and around her areola, then moved back to her near breast and repeated until two pink ornaments accented the perfection of her body. Her breathing was no longer perfectly even; she stretched, her mind catching up with to the physiological responses of her body.
Her arm, previously tilted up by her head, shifted down; her hand and fingers, previously entwined in her raven black hair, instead caressed the top of my head, stroking through my hair. "Are you trying to wake me?" her somewhat groggy voice whispered.
"Just admiring the most beautiful woman in the world... and waking her up so we can make play again."
"Ummm... such a delicious way to wake up. Can we do this every morning?"
"Wouldn't that be nice?" I answered, watching my hand again slide down her body toward her pussy, stroking her lips, my middle finger barely slipping between them. I pressed just a bit at the top of her slit, feeling the taut little button beneath. A slight "Hmmm" of pleasure her only response. My hand moved further up, my fingers caressed her pubic area.
"Oh baby, you're so smooth, what do you do, shave every day?" I don't know why I'd never asked before.
"Not anymore -- I had my hair removed with lasers."
"Really?"
"I tried shaving for a while, but with my dark hair, in just a couple of hours I had a five o'clock shadow. If I shaved too closely, I ended up with ingrown hairs."
"Ummm. I like you naked," I said, caressing back and forth, feeling the smoothness of her skin.
"Me too." Her left hand moved up from beside her body, resting on my hand as I stroked her, following my hands movements with her own. "We better get dressed before Lori wakes up."
"She woke up long ago -- I already took her over to her daycare."
