I hope Celeste likes flour apron outfit that I am wearing. Knock, knock, It must be Celeste at the front door. I told her to just enter, oh the door just opened and she closed it, as she thought, as she looked up form what she was cooking, smiling warmly at Celeste as she came into the kitchen. She set down her spatula and they hugged and kissed each other.
"Oh Monica you just have an apron on, and nothing else." Celeste commented on it adding, "Do you have one for me too?"
"Yes that is true that have nothing on underneath the apron. Your is over by the chair, if you really want one." as Monica warmly smiled at Celeste.
"Well I get it. Can I change in the bedroom?" as Celeste commented, adding, "I brought some things with me, and my light blue dress. Can I hang it in the bedroom too?"
"Sure go ahead. You know the way to my bedroom. You can hang your dress in the closet, and set the rest of your stuff on a stand. Oh baby come here I want to feel you next to me." as Monica reach out, holding her face in her hands, looking at Celeste eyes, she kissed her on the lips. "Now go and change before I rape right here." as Monica lusty smiled at Celeste.
With a big grin at Monica, Celeste said, "I'll go and change, before I rape you right now too. I will be back in a few moments."
I know she is as hot as I am right now, and I knew she would like this apron, with me being nude underneath it. When she returns she is going help me do the biscuit as I look in on meat roast, and she can put the potatoes in microwave to get them heated up properly, as she thought, and then Celeste was there with flour apron on. "That looks good on you, being naked underneath it. Now you can help me?"
"OK, just tell me what you want me to do?" as Celeste softly voiced it.
"It may seem like I am busy, but I want you do is put these biscuit in the upper stove to get them nice an brown. It is already set by a timer." as Monica said she looked in on the roast, adding, "The roast almost ready to eat, so put these potatoes in the microwave, and cook them for about ten minutes."
"OK, I will do that. What about the plates and stuff?" as Celeste commented.
"I put the plates on the outside table. It is nice an warm outside right now, and no wind to content with. Oh, put the biscuit in the cover basket when done, and take them outside when where ready." as Monica smiled at Celeste as she passed by Celeste and stroked her face.
Celeste like her face being stroke like that and said, "I like it that you stroke me face, and hair with your hands."
Monica turned around, smiling saying, "I like doing it, but I want you to touch my face and my hair with your hands. I like your hands stroking my face, as you run your hand in my hair. It make me feel closer to you. You don't do it enough, why?"
Celeste was taken back by the response, and said it with sad affection, "Well for my, it was when I was a child, my parents did not touch me much, and I needed them to do that. It was a desperate thing to feel from your parents. Also I never had the chance with husband to feel his face or hair. I do like feeling your face as stroke it, or run my hands into your hair."
Monica leaned back saying, "Then feel my face, and run your hands in my hair too."
Celeste reach out with hands, put them both together onto Monica face, and ran her finger across her lips, as she gently stroke her cheeks and her eyes too, and finally ran her hands up in to Monica hair as she said, "I like feeling your face in my hands, but I want to kiss you as hold your face in my hands." Celeste did kiss Monica warmly on her lips, and letting her tongue ride against her lips.
"Oh my Celeste. That was wonderful to feel." as Monica conveyed to her. They the buzzer went off, and Monica said, "The biscuit are ready. Put them in the basket, cover it, and then get the potatoes. I will get the roast out and cut into for several slices, and bring it out. OK."
They both brought the food to outside table, sitting down as they held hands for a moment, and started to eat. Celeste and Monica talk throughout the whole dinner about what they felt with being together, deep moments that shared with each other, their love making, and finally saying that they each love being held by each other when the fell a sleep.
Monica look at Celeste, smiling with affection, as Monica said, "Lets put these away, and we have some wine by my fire inside. It got cold out here."
They both got up, taking their plates into the kitchen along with the wine glassed as Celeste looked at Monica ass, saying, "You have a beautiful ass, and it looks great with just apron on."
"That is good, cause earlier I saw your beautiful round, muscled ass cheeks in your apron too. Come here I want feel your ass as I kiss you." as Monica smiled with tender feelings.
Celeste came closer to Monica, saying, "You are really nice bitch right now." as they kissed each other in the kitchen, adding, "Lets go in to the living room. I still want to share more of me with you."
"Well here is a new glass for you, and I will bring the wine in. Come on." Monica replied to her, grabbing her hand, and led her to her warm living room. She turned on the fire, set down some large, cushion brown pillows on the floor, saying, "Sit down next to me, and we can gaze at the fire."
They both sat down with each of them holding hands, as the gazed into the fire with affection as they talked. Monica on occasion reached out and stroke Celeste face as she ran her hands throughout her hair. Celeste stroke her face as she made kissing signs to Monica with her lips. As they talked, Monica mentioned, "You nipples are hard underneath your apron." as she reached out and stroked each nipple, adding, "They look delicious to just feel them underneath your apron."
"Here I will take it off, if you want me to." Celeste look at with gleaming eyes.
"No, do not remove your apron, I just like looking at them, and I wanted to play with both of your nipples." as Monica continue to play with Celeste nipples, then adding on more serious tone, "You know that woman who like woman; like you and me, get even more turn on or more aroused when we play. You and me never had that kind of pleasure when we where with our husbands. I think; if you remember, when each of us were with our husband, that each of them like to fuck us till they cam, and wanted to go off to sleep. There was no affection afterward, nor talking in a intimate way with your husband."
"Yeah I know exactly what you are saying. I wish at times that my husband would have just talked with me after making love. I would have liked it if we nuzzled up to me, hold me, or just have intimate talking when done making love." as Celeste replied.
"We; meaning you and me, like making love, because we are more deliberately intense with sex as we share our pleasure with each other. We like sharing our thoughts, and like helping each other enjoy the foreplay as well as sex till we both achieve our orgasm(s) together, and we snuggling up afterwards. As you said most men do not do that when they are done cumming. Passion seem to die with a flaccid cock dies, and we are left out to fend for ourselves. You know natural love between men and woman seem to die out, and place a deep trick to be used because of men and having their children. It made me think of us just making love, and pleasure afterward in talking or joking around." as Monica said still stoking her nipple points threw Celeste apron.
"I never thought about what you just said, but it is true. I wish my husband would have done that with me after making love. We do feel things differently because we are together, but with our husbands we would feel different because of the way they treated us, and made love to us. I like the way we share things between us, and what we just talked about. I like how we make love, have our orgasm(s), and we like comforting each other. I just know; inside my self at least, as I thought it to myself when we parted for the few days ago, that I love you even more." as Celeste said that she leaned over, took Monica face in her hands, drawing it closer to her as they kissed deeply in their moments of sexual desire.