I'm still smiling. All day yesterday, my girlfriend and I were burning with desire for each other. Every time we looked at each other, a molten fire was in our eyes. We couldn't act on it, with my house full of kids all days (my wife runs a daycare -- I'm polyamorous) and people around and stuff to do. The bunch of us all watched some TV. Finally, my spice went to bed, and the only other guest finally left after Queer Eye. It was just my girlfriend and I on the couch.
We started kissing and nibbling each other, when I suggested walking down to her place five doors away. The problem is that there is no place in my house that there isn't the chance of getting surprised by children or adults. So we walked down to the apartment she shares temporarily with the recently departed guest. We got in the bedroom and instantly went into a tight clinch with tongues dancing and hands roaming. She started removing my clothes. Once she got me naked and on the bed, she started stripping for me. Then she got me on my stomach and proceeded to ever so lightly caress my very sensitive back. She punctuated it with kisses and gentle bites. I was in heaven. I then rolled over and pulled her down onto the bed.