After talking with my lawyer about possibly having Kourtney move in with me, we agreed that it would be best to wait until after the court hearing we had scheduled in December. So, me and Kourtney spent the next few weeks in November living together anyway, while she tried to figure out where else to go. We had sex a few times a week, but we were trying our best to just be roommates the rest of the time. We even started to alternate with one of us sleeping on the couch at night, especially as it got closer to me spending Thanksgiving with Jessica.
One of my neighbors did complain to the apartment complex that I had somebody staying with me that wasn't on the lease, but I smoothed it over with the manager, and Kourtney was allowed to stay until the end of the year, when my lease was up anyway.
I drove up to Boise Wednesday afternoon, immediately after getting off work. In between packing the night before, Kourtney gave me a farewell blowjob, promising another one when I returned after the long weekend. I hadn't seen Jessica for over a month and was excited to reunite with her. With her son, Liam, staying at his dad's for the holiday, I was even more excited about what I and Jessica could get up to.
When I arrived at her apartment after the four-hour drive, I saw Jessica running out of her apartment in the chilly night air. I got out of my car and met her at the front of it as she jumped into my arms, throwing her arms around my neck and saying, "God, I've missed you so much."
I told her that I missed her too, as I held her body tight to mine. We shared a quick, passionate kiss before I sat her back down on the ground. I grabbed my bag out of the backseat of the car, made sure the door was shut, and walked to Jessica's apartment with her while holding her hand.
Once inside, I sat my bag down, and we shared another hug and kiss. We spent the rest of the night talking and eating dinner together before falling asleep.
For Thanksgiving, we had just decided to go to a local Chuck-A-Rama and eat there, so we wouldn't have to cook anything for just the two of us. So, after cooking and eating breakfast, we were able to just relax and be together.
We were laying on Jessica's couch, her head on one end and mine on the other, with our feet mixing together when Jessica said, "So, what is Kourtney doing today?"
"I'm not sure. She had talked about possibly going to an aunt and uncle's house or maybe a friend's house," I said.
"I hope she finds something and doesn't just stay at your apartment all day. I thought about inviting her up here, but I really just wanted you to myself," Jessica said, her hazel eyes staring into my blue eyes.
"I'm glad it's just us," I said with a smile.
"So, has she officially moved in? Is her name on the lease yet? Or did she decide to get her own place?" Jessica asked, taking a drink of hot chocolate out of a mug she had in her hand.
"Actually, I was going to talk to you about that. Because she really does want me and her to move in together. I just told her that there were a few people we needed to talk to first before we could decide to or not," I said. Jessica asked who those people were, and I said, "You, first of all. I know you're OK with me and her sleeping together, but I wasn't sure about living together. Second, well, I talked to him first, but he is my lawyer. He advised us to wait to see what the judge said next month. But I told Kourtney that if you don't agree with it, then what the judge says doesn't matter. And, lastly, I told Kourtney that no matter what, Kathy at least needed to know if we did move in together."
"That makes sense. Honestly, I'm fine with it, but, while you were up here, I did want to talk about our future," Jessica said.
I took a drink of my hot chocolate and asked, "What about it?"
Seeing the worried look on my face, Jessica quickly smiled and said, "Oh, it's nothing bad. I want nothing more than to be with you. I've just been thinking, if what Kathy wants does go through and you only get to see your kids once a month, would you be interested in moving up here and living with me and Liam?"
"Oh. Actually, I hadn't even thought about that. I guess I would have to see if there were any restrictions placed on where I live from the court," I said.
"Definitely. It was just a thought. Plus, doesn't your work have a location up here? So you could possibly transfer? I don't know. I just wish you were closer. Not seeing you for a month was tough," Jessica said.
"That's true; I could see about a transfer. And I do wish I was closer. Moving in together would do that," I said with a laugh.
"Definitely. I guess we will just have to wait and see what the judge does. Although that would throw a wrench in Kourtney's plans to move in with you," Jessica said.
"Unless we bought a house or a much bigger apartment and we all moved in together," I said, making us both laugh.
We got ready to go out a short time later. Jessica had her brown hair with blonde streaks in it pulled back into a ponytail, and we both put on t-shirts, hoodies, and jeans. The Chuck-A-Rama was insanely busy, and we waited over an hour to get inside, where we both stuffed ourselves full of Thanksgiving food.
When we got back to her apartment, Jessica flopped down on her couch and said, "I think we made a mistake." I asked what it was, and she said, "We should have slept together this morning. My plan was to do it after dinner and keep going throughout the night. But now, I'm way too full."
I laughed as I sat down next to the couch on the floor and said, "Yes, we made a mistake."
We ended up turning on one of the football games playing that day and relaxing while watching it. I moved up onto the couch, and Jessica, after taking off her hoodie and t-shirt, leaving her in just a black spaghetti-string tank top, laid her head down on my lap and fell asleep.
As I watched the game, I slowly and softly stroked Jessica's face and hair. With the way she was lying, I could cast my eyes downward and have a perfect view of the cleavage of her C-cup-sized breasts. I thought to myself that as soon as Jessica woke up, I was going for them. She rolled over in my lap, facing towards the TV, and I glanced down to see that her tank top had ridden up, and I could just make out the top of a black pair of underwear. I rested my arm on her side, my hand by her stomach, as she slept.
The game I was watching was a blowout, and my mind started to drift, mainly thinking about what I wanted to do to Jessica when she woke up. I was growing hard in my pants, and it started to become uncomfortable with Jessica laying on top of my groin. I reached down to try to adjust, moved Jessica's head, and noticed her eyes start to open.
"Sorry, I just needed to adjust," I said to her.
Jessica smiled as she felt me adjust myself and said, "Are you hard?" I confirmed that I was, and she said, "You weren't touching me while I slept, were you?"
"I was checking you out but didn't touch. I would never do that," I said.
"Oh. I had a dream you were, she said, rolling back over to look up at me.
"You had a dream that I was touching you? While you slept?" I asked her.
"No, I was awake. We were lying here on the couch, watching TV, and you were touching me all over. My chest, my butt, my groin. It felt amazing. I actually think it turned me on a little bit," she said, adjusting her legs and spreading them open a little bit.
"Well, let's find out," I said as I moved my hand down to her groin. I quickly undid the three buttons holding her jeans together, and she helped me push them down her legs. I put the palm of my hand on top of her underwear, right over her vagina, and could immediately feel the warmth coming off it. I slipped my hand inside it, rubbed her pussy lips, and said, "I think that's a yes."
Jessica moaned as I inserted a finger into her pussy, pulling it in and out of her. I moved my free hand over her head and slid it into her tanktop, going under her bra and grabbing her right breast. I squeezed her breast as I fingered her, causing Jessica to moan louder, arch her back, and say, "Oh, Danny, that feels so good. It's been so long. I've even stopped touching myself in anticipation of you."
I alternated both of my hands, switching between her breasts with one hand, going from squeezing them to rubbing her nipples. With my hand down in her underwear, I either had a finger going in and out of her or I was rubbing her clit. Jessica continued to moan, moving her body as I touched her and closed her eyes.
It didn't take long before she arched her back even higher off the couch, put her hands on my hand in her groin, and pushed my finger deeper into her. She closed her legs around our hands and moaned, "Oh God, I'm cumming." I felt her juices flowing out, covering my fingers, as she orgasmed.
When she was done and laying flat again on the couch, I pulled my hand out of her underwear and held it up. She laughed as she saw how wet my fingers were and said, "I told you, it's been a while." She then watched as I stuck one of my fingers in my mouth and sucked off her cum. I then offered my other finger to her, and she licked it clean with her tongue before sucking it into her mouth.
"Is that all you want to suck on?" I said it with a smile and a laugh. In response, Jessica rolled over onto her stomach and quickly worked to undo the jeans I was wearing. I lifted my hips up as Jessica slid my jeans and boxers down, sitting back down on her couch with my naked butt.
Jessica eyed my hard, thick, six-inch-long cock with her hazel eyes. She licked her lips as she watched my cock twitch in anticipation. Reaching out with her hand, she wrapped her fingers around the base of my shaft, barely able to get around and touch her other fingertip. She slowly raised her hand up, straightening out my cock as she did so, until she reached my tip, where she rubbed her palm over the top of it before sliding her hand back down to my base.
