Chapter Twenty-Three:
"Pancakes & Waffles"
There was a lot happening on Wednesday. When I first open my eyes, there was a familiar man beside me. My John came back to me and his arms were around me. His musk aroused me. Hell, his naked body made me horny! I couldn't lie, I was so happy he came back.
When he opened his green eyes to me, he smiled warmly to me and leaned over to kiss me. "Good morning, beautiful."
"Morning, baby. Did you sleep well?"
"With you sucking my dick all night?"
"You didn't have to be awake the whole time."
"You are quite the character, Kendra. I'll never be bored with you!"
"Never?"
"You can't be too hard on yourself. You're the spark I needed every day." He picked up his phone and put it right in my eyes. "See? Your digital hugs comforted me during my visit with Linda."
"Babe, is she going to be okay?"
"Yeah. They found a kidney that matches Linda's. They're operating on her as we speak."
"That's great!" I snuggle up to him and gave a little smooch. He got the incentive and pulled me on top of him. "Whoa, baby! What brought this on?"
He grinned with me. "I still remember the first time we made love. I want to take a trip down Memory Lane. Will you provide?"
I smiled and sank my wet pussy down his semi hard cock. I made sure he remembers every minute of that session. I move my hips without any control. My breasts bounced up and down in front of his green myself having an orgasm. I slowed down my movements to give him some pleasures of my hips. I circle my hips to him, making him groan.
"Babe, you are making me throb!"
"I can feel it!" I whimpered, his cock pumping into my tissue. I can feel my ass clapping now with his cock getting thicker. My voice gets higher and my eyes rolled at the back of my head. I felt myself dripping! It was a small wave of passion, but I kept going. The spine tingled as he started to push his pelvis. Oh yes, I thought, this is exactly like our first time! My voice shrilled which echoed. My pussy started to tighten. "Oh no!"
"What?" John asked, his hands on my ass cheeks. I replied before I went on edge. "I'm gonna cum!"
"Again?"
"Don't joke about this, John! I want us to cum together!"
"It's better for a woman to cum first, Hon. You know that." He fondled my soft breasts, pivoting his hips hard. I didn't want to cum so soon. I still wanted to enjoy the moment! But...ever since I tasted the ice cream from the diner, my insides became more sensitive. There was no pain, no discomfort, no awkwardness. It was just pleasure! And the way his shaft rubbed my g-spot got me into an all-time high!
I tensed up and held him as I made a full blast orgasm. And when I did,
flash!
The flasher struck again. John and I looked out the window, hiding our private parts with our blankets. We struggled out of bed and ran to that window. I opened the window and shouted.
"
Hey! You perverted mofo! If you try to take a picture of my boyfriend and I one more time, I'll catch you and stomp your bulbs!"
John hugged me from behind and kissed my ear to comfort me. "I'm pretty sure he has one bulb."
"I didn't mean an actual light bulb."
"Neither did I."
The flasher (the rightfully-so named for his flash of his camera) ran in swampy forest, his shoes soaked. He huffed about once he knew he was distant from his last job. He bent over and brushed the sweat off his forehead. He checked the footage off his camera. It was a good picture of John and me making whoopee! The man knew his art when it came to photography.
He walked up a hill where a slew of cabins settled. When he passed the first large cabin, he heard a knock. He turned his back on the wooded wall and turned his head at the corner. It was Sebastian at the door with a basket of oranges. A door opened and the woman greeted the butler with a welcoming, soothing voice.
"Sebastian, I was expecting you."
"Indeed, Madam Kelly. My apologies for keeping you waiting." Sebastian handed the author the basket. She chuckled. Well, you know me, Sebe, my writing keeps me occupied. The inspiration about this place keeps my mojo going!"
Sebastian grinned as he stepped into the house. "Well, have you cleaned your place yet?"
"I've been busy, Sebe-baby."
"Good." He had a slip and an apron from his pocket. "I'll clean the place for you."
"Oh, that is sweet of you! Will you wear the apron?"
"Yes, and only this." He winked at her. "So, Madam, will you tell me what you've read me so far?"
"Pull up a chair, baby." She sat down and pulled an ottoman. When Sebastian sat down next to her as she picked up an orange. "Well, baby, I got some summaries I want to go over with you. So, first summary...we have a man from working class working for the prime minister. When the PM goes away, the butler and the maids would play."
Sebastian thought about it and smiled. "So far so good. What else do you have?"