She was standing there, running her fingers up and down between the lips of her pussy, she wasn’t thinking about what she was doing, she was thinking of what she wanted to be doing. She was thinking about him, about him licking her pushing his tongue into her, deeply licking and stroking her from the inside. Playing his tongue over her lips, around her clit, and then sliding his tongue up and down her entire slit. She was pushing her fingers deeper and deeper, trying to reach that spot she had heard about, that he found so easily, but she wasn’t thinking about this either, she was thinking about him making love to her, having him on top of her or her on top of him, riding him, or even having him take her from behind while she knelt on the bed, or leaned over the table, or across the dresser. So many ways, so many places, Pat only wanted to cum. And as she played with herself, he was standing there in the bathroom, watching her through the shower curtain, watching her finger herself, watching as she finally came, watching the water run down her body. He watched as she nearly collapsed to the bottom of the shower with the orgasm she gave to herself.
He went back to the kitchen, and she finished her shower. Pat dried off and then put on some shorts and a T-shirt. Then walked to the kitchen and sat down to a meal that he had prepared. While eating they talked, and she thought… what was it, what was it about him that brought out this passion, this lust, this desire for sex that she had locked away. She studied him while they talked and ate. Trying to understand, trying to find that key to how he had unlocked the desires and the lust. She found nothing, she only knew that she wanted him, that she desired him more than she had ever wanted and desired anyone.
After they ate, the together cleaned up the dishes and the kitchen, then went to the living room, to sit and cuddle and relax. They watched some TV, then decided that it was getting late and Pat had to drive home, She went to the other room and gathered her work clothes and he then walked her to her car. She got in and opened the window. He leaned in and kissed her, her eyes shut and she leaned back, returning the kiss. The kiss was soft, passionate, and as usual, it thrilled her the way he kissed her. It continued, and as it did, she was getting wet, and her breathing got deeper, she still didn’t understand how even his kisses turned her on so much. They pulled apart, she started to reach to put the key in the ignition, and he leaned back in and started kissing her again.. He put one arm around behind her shoulders, and the other in front of her and around her waist.