The reddish tendrils in the sky were just beginning to fade into twilight as Miriam and I drifted out of our nap. She grinned at me before our eyes were fully open, and leaned in to softly caress my face with her lips. She gave me a long, gentle romantic kiss and softly scratched my back and bottom, bringing up gooseflesh wherever she touched.
"Phew! You smell like sex," she chuckled.
I nodded, softly kissed her again, and ran my fingers through her hair. "So do you." I kissed her again. "Want to take a shower?"
She nodded, then, with a mischievous smile, pressed my bare breasts together and blew a loud raspberry into my cleavage. She bounded out of my bed and heAaded for the bathroom. I got there right behind her and gave her a playful slap on her muscular ass as she leaned in to start the shower.
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Twenty minutes later, we sat quietly together in the kitchen. Despite the warmth, I shivered a bit and pulled my robe a little tighter around myself, grinning at her a bit like the cat who had finally gotten the canary. Taking a sip from her steaming mug of cocoa, Miriam lightly caressed the back of my hand with a soft smile, looking small in my husband's bathrobe.
Her face suddenly curious, she asked, "How do I get to be so lucky I wind up with you?" I gave her a questioning look, and she explained. "You know. The married straight girl."
I giggled. "Wait, you're straight too. I've seen the boyfriend who picks you up after work sometimes."
She laughed. "You mean the bi-girl-tolerant boyfriend?" She shrugged. "He's cool about it, but I haven't had any adventures to tell him about in a few years." She glanced shyly at me. "May I tell him about you?"
I paused, then grinned back at her. "My husband knows I had a few, umm, adventures in college. And a couple of sweet reunion weekends with an ex a few years after we were married. Actually, he got a very hot Robin in his bed after those."
She nodded sagely, then broke into a huge smile. "I'm glad we finally got this time. We've been circling each other for years. I'm not sure I knew for sure until I saw the story you were writing."
I mirrored her smile. "Unrequited lust," I agreed. "I"m hoping we can requite frequently, now that we know. I'll check with Jim, but he's been supportive of my wants in the past."
Her tummy suddenly growled. "What can I make you for dinner?" I murmured.
She smiled, winked at me. "I only care about what's for dessert." She leaned in and softly brushed some still-damp curls away from my cheek. She playfully tugged my ear, bringing my lips to hers.
"Actually, I should make you dinner; you're still hobbling around on that sprain."
"I was just going to put a frozen dinner in the microwave. I have all kinds."
Kissing my hand, she got up, softly running a hand under the collar of my robe to caress my bare neck and shoulder before going to the freezer. "What should I take out for you? This chicken curry looks good to me."
Just then, the doorbell rang. Miriam turned to me, looking quizzical. "Are you expecting anyone?"
I shook my head no, and wobbled a bit as I rose to go look at the monitor. "Oh, it's Mei!"
Miriam giggled, winked. "Is she back for more?"
I blushed, recalling the night before. Miriam had been an avid audience as I recounted my delightful evening with Mei. "I have no idea," I whispered as I started for the door. "Should I let her in?"
"I guess so." She glanced at me in my bathrobe, then winked. "It's not like you have something to hide from her." She winked. "And maybe I'd like a close-up look at her too," she winked.
Opening the door, I reached for Mei and tugged her into a tight hug. I whispered, "Thank you for last night. It was magical"
She nodded, then murmured, "It really was."
I glanced over her shoulder and I saw Misty holding both bikes in the driveway. Misty shone her kilowatt smile at me.