Part 5
The next morning I woke up around ten. Was there coffee strong enough to battle my hangover? Probably not but I put on a pot anyway. While it was brewing I cleaned up my kitchen I started by throwing the burnt chicken away, pot and all. I loaded the dishwasher and straightened up everything we had used the night before then poured myself a large cup. I decided to go to my computer and search for a job. Before you go thinking that this is when my life turns around and I get a high paying executive job I should tell you this. I never finished college. It's a long story, a different story but it ended with me married and trying to make a mortgage payment by working full time. At any rate, I could type and answer a phone. I enjoyed making other peoples lives a little easier. It was also a job where I got to wear cute outfits and have little to no stress in my life.
After emailing my resume to a few prospects I spent a lot of my day thinking of Danielle. The way she walked. The way her eyes roamed my body. The way I had to catch my breath from just thinking about her. Her soft hands running all over my body. Her laugh, it was intoxicating. When she smiled at me last night, I'd traced her lips with the tip of my tongue and tasted her. I also wondered if she thought of me so fondly.
I slowly began to touch my breasts. Running my fingertips around my nipples, causing them to become erect. I tilted my head back against the computer chair and closed my eyes. The familiar caress of my breasts sent vibrations down into my white laced panties. My hands were on automatic. They slid down my belly and under my panties. I began to massage the delicate folds of my pussy. I was hot and wet by then but most of all, my little pearl was nice and hard. I pressed my hand down firm and let it throb a little before moving my hand in a circular grind. It was Danielle's pussy pressed against mine in my mind. Her smooth wet lips sliding back and forth between mine. Her hard little pearl poking at me, sending chills right to my spot. I pried my lips open a little allowing my fingers to find my sopping wet hole. My pussy muscles were begging to be penetrated. My nipples remained erect as I imagined Danielle...
She lowered her face close to my pussy. I could feel her hot breath on my lips. Her tongue licking me slow and hard. Starting from the very bottom and working her way to the top, lapping every bit of my sweet honey up. After she got my pussy all clean she dipped her tongue into my hot hole, holding my lips wide apart with her fingers. Danielle darted her tongue in and out of my pussy, deep and fast. She dipped her fingers deep inside reaching just the right spot ......
I came hard and my pussy exploded. My clit was on fire. My pussy muscles clenched and gripped my fingers tight. They gently sucked my fingers as my pulse began to slow. A smile spread across my face. When my body stopped having aftershocks I was really quite satisfied and opted to take a nap.
Part 6
It was almost dark when I woke up again. My days were all out of whack from not having anything to do except masturbate. I laid in my bed staring at the phone for a while. I was arguing with myself about calling Danielle. I really wanted to see her again but didn't want to come off as needy. Could I help the fact that I was addicted to her sex? NO! I decided that I wanted to take her dancing. Not to a lesbian club but to a regular dance club. I wanted both men and women to see us grind into each other.