Ann contemplated the choices. There was the idea of being able to get ready without interruption, but also with no real time with her son before she left. Or there was the notion of letting him get up on his own, but then having to stop wherever she was in the process to be with him. If she let Felicia take him with her, she might have time to masturbate before she went to work. But the guilt of that selfish act would likely haunt her all day. If she let him sleep, he was always such a happier child when he woke up on his own versus when he'd be roused before he was ready. In those instances, he could be irritable for hours, and Felicia would be the one dealing with him.
"Let him sleep. I'll bring him over once he gets up. I'd hate for you and Millie to have to deal with him being grumpy all morning."
"You'd be surprised how he gets out of that mood once he sees Millie. She just has this way of getting him to light up."
"Yeah, but I don't think it's fair to you to just assume he's going to be fine. Besides, I really should spend some time with him before I go to work... especially since I'm going to be with Neil after work," she said, reminding her of the plan to find a way to spend some quality time alone with her husband. Extra-curricular fun on Wednesday's was part of
their
weekly routine.
"Suit yourself. I'm just trying to save you the trip."
"You live like fifty yards from here, lover. It's not that big of a deal to bring him over."
"Okay, I'm just offering. And I love that you call me lover on a day you know we're not going to be together, you little pussy tease," she laughed.
"You want to cum? I'll make you cum if you need it," she said with a sexy tilt of her head.
"What? No. Be serious," she said, her neck and chest flushing almost immediately in reaction.
Ann moved around the island toward the barstool Felicia was sitting in on the opposite side. Her heels clicked suggestively on the linoleum; her slow strut made with a purpose. Each step caused her heavy breasts to bounce seductively. Felicia marveled at how much bigger they were from when she first met Ann, the natural growth in them from having a child staying behind long after she'd stopped breastfeeding. A part of that was heredity, another from her continuing to pump her breasts well past his first birthday. While she didn't do that any longer, they remained a large C cup from the modest B she was before.
Felicia caught her breath when she saw the sultry look in Ann's eyes, as if somehow a switch had been turned on. Her mouth went dry when Ann's incredible pubic mound came into view as she rounded the island; the hair styled like a flame, colored an incredible copper down the middle with blonde along the sides. She wondered how long it took her to dye it that way. The results were incredible, especially since she'd shaved it off almost a month before when she returned home with her new look, sacrificing the sexy patch of soft hair all in the name of becoming Annabelle for her Master for just a few hours.
Ann moved toward her gracefully, the sexy smirk unnerving Felicia. Leaning in close, she brushed away the hair from her neighbor's face before curling her fingers behind her neck, pulling her forward. Ann's mouth parted, finding Felicia's, searching playfully with her tongue. Felicia moaned, then flinched when she felt a hand gently squeezing her right breast. Those talented fingers tweaked her nipple before moving down her stomach. Felicia scooted toward the edge of the tall chair, spreading her legs wider to give access.
She felt Ann's thumb brush against her clit, a shudder running through her lower body. It was such a light touch, yet it was like a spark of electricity jolted her, her pussy suddenly dripping with anticipation. Ann broke off their kiss, looking deep into Felicia's eyes, locking onto them.
"What do you want, lover?" Ann asked.
"I... I want to cum."
"And how would my little slut like me to
make
her cum?"
Felicia never hesitated, begging, "Eat me, please, Anna!"
Squatting, Ann spread her legs, her pussy ring dangling into view. Running her hands along Felicia's thighs, she cautioned, "You should hold on. I don't have a lot of time, so the foreplay is over."
Felicia really had nothing to hold onto other than the countertop to her right. So, she latched on with one hand as Ann dove in with a vengeance. She attacked Felicia's pussy, honing in directly on her clit. Turning her hand over, she thrust three fingers inside and began fucking her with them. She couldn't curl them up to seek out her G-spot because of the angle of the position she was in, but that didn't seem to matter. The force she was sucking with, combined with the power of her arm movements brought Felecia to the edge quickly.
The entire encounter took less than five minutes once Ann started eating her out. The unexpectedness of it happening mixed with the desire that always lied between the surface when Felicia was with Ann. Those naked coffee chats always had her excited that the possibility was there, even though it was so rare it made her wonder why she thought that way. Actually, she knew. It was that Ann was such a sexual being by nature that it brought about that inner longing. She couldn't remember a time she didn't get wet once she dropped her robe and sat down to talk. She didn't expect it, but she certainly hoped.
Her body stiffened; the precipice of her climax already passed by the time it registered in her brain. Her verbal response was delayed, like a soundtrack not matching the action. Ann was already slurping her sweet release by the time she arched her back and mewled.
"UUUNNNNNNNNNGGGGG!"
When Ann pulled back and smacked her pussy several times with her fingers, Felicia released another flood. Placing her mouth directly on her hole, Ann swallowed more secretions that flowed over her tongue, savoring the taste.
"OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Felicia bellowed at the top of her lungs.
Seconds later came a call from down the hallway. "MOMMY!"
Ann stood, taking Felicia's head in her hands, pulling in for another steamy kiss. "That was fun, lover. Take a minute to recover while I get Owen ready," she said, before kissing her one more time.
Opening the door to his bedroom, she lit up at his happy smile. "Good morning sweetie. Did you hear Felicia calling out for you?"
"Mommy," he replied happily, his arms stretched out for her to pick him up.
"She and Millie are going to watch you today," she said as she lifted him, nuzzling his neck, making him giggle.
"Mil, Mil, Mil!" he chanted.
She was so happy he'd begun talking, becoming a little chatterbox. He had a pretty good vocabulary for his age, but he still hadn't started putting phrases together yet. Still it was wonderful that she could communicate with him more and more.
Putting him on the changing table, she got him cleaned up and dressed for the day. When she set him down, he went running into the other room like he'd been launched.
"
Fesha
!" he yelled excitedly as he ran toward Felecia, not quite able yet to master her name.
She had at least calmed enough that she had her faculties about her but she still hadn't had time to cover up. Not that it mattered. Owen had seen her naked plenty of times; part of Ann's desire to prove that nudity wasn't something to be ashamed of.
"Hello, Owen," she said as she squatted down, making sure to at least keep her legs closed as she ran into her arms. They shared a sweet hug as he clutched her neck, giving her a kiss on the lips. "Aw... I love you too, sweetie."
Ann fixed him breakfast, and got him in his highchair so she could go pack his diaper bag. Once she had that done, she spent some time with him, talking and laughing while he ate. She felt better that she got to be with him, and that she didn't have to wake him up. It also meant she'd be able to get ready for work without him under her feet. Add to that the fact that she got to have a little fun with her sexy neighbor, and it was turning out to be a perfect morning.
Felicia put on her robe and Ann saw them off at the front door, not bothering to cover herself up. She saw it as no different than the dozens upon dozens of times she did the same thing with her husband, including earlier that morning. Kissing Owen and then Felicia, she waved goodbye before closing the door. Turning to walk to her bedroom to start getting herself ready for the rest of her day, she checked the clock, actually doing a double-take to make sure she saw it right.
"I still have ninety minutes before I have to be there?" she said with a shake of her head.
She became excited, racing back to the bedroom. She didn't have a lot of time, but with Owen waking up when he did and Felicia being there to take him with her when she left, it allowed Ann fifteen minutes or so before she'd have to get in the shower. It was a risk, but one worth taking considering how horny she was.
Grabbing the key to the toy chest from her jewelry box, she flipped it open and rummaged inside. She'd already determined what she'd need to get herself off quickly, and luckily, she knew right were the items would be. Grabbing her powerful wand vibrator and the big black dildo she'd whimsically named
Alphonso
in honor of her friend Martina's husband, she kicked off her stilettos and ran back into the kitchen. She wanted to get up on the island, but she didn't think she'd have time to get out an extension cord.
It was the one drawback of the island being moveable. She loved that she could slide it out of the way so she could mop easily, but it didn't have an outlet built into it. That made it difficult to use for small kitchen appliances, like a crockpot or a toaster. It also made it tougher to use a large bedroom toy, like a vibrating wand. It was that second use that was on her mind, and she made a mental note to ask Neil if there was a way he could remedy that small criticism in the design.
