AUTHORS NOTE:
If you have not read "For My 40
th
Birthday", please do so! This story will thus be so much more understandable and enjoyable for you.
Hi everybody! Jennifer here again. And welcome back to my life. God, I can't believe it's been ten years. Well actually, eleven; for it's been more than a year since the events of the following story took place. Let's face it: 2020 sucked!
So, where do I begin?
Well, I guess the best place would be where I left off at just after midnight on July 11, 2010. My sexy little fortieth birthday gift, Ashley, had just informed me that this day was in fact her birthday and she was turning nineteen. So, now I had become her birthday gift! And all she wanted from me as her gift was to fall asleep in my arms.
So, we did. But her birthday had only just begun.
*
July 11, 2010
When my eyes opened, I was surprised to find my bedroom filled with daylight. Glancing at the clock on my nightstand, I saw it was just after seven in the morning. Thus, I had been asleep for seven hours. But it seemed to me to have been more like seven minutes. Regardless, I could not recall the last time I'd experienced such a peaceful slumber or felt more refreshed.
Just then, I heard an adorable little snort and a soft slumberous exhale.
Gently rolling my head on my pillow, my eyes fell upon my gorgeous birthday gift lying beside me. Facing me as she lay on her side, Ashley looked so picturesque and utterly angelic as she slept so soundly. Instantly my heart began to pound, my stomach fluttered, and a luminous smile filled my lips.
So beautiful, so young, so vibrant, so innocent, and so precious
.
Well, not so innocent anymore.
Moving as gently and silently as was humanly possible as not to disturb my little sleeping beauty, I reached over to my nightstand and picked up my iPhone 3G. Bringing it back around with equal stealth, I opened the camera app and centered Ashley's angelic face in the frame. Making sure the phone was on silent as I did not want to wake her, I snapped the picture. But the flash was enough on its own to cause Ashley to stir.
Those deep and breathtaking dark doe eyes opened slowly and as they beheld me; a darling little smile filled Ashley's lips.
"Good morning sweetheart," I whispered.
"Mmm," Ashley murmured. "Good morning."
"Did you sleep well," I asked softly.
"Amazing," she cooed. "Did you just take a picture of me?"
"Yes," I replied. "I'm sorry, but I just had to. You looked so peaceful, beautiful, and precious. Like a little angel sleeping on a cloud."
Ashley murmured a tiny chuckle as she then shifted her body and cuddled up against me, sliding her arm over my stomach.
"And then I woke up in the arms of a gorgeous goddess," she whispered.
Putting my phone back on the nightstand, I then snuggled down on my side so that we were face to face with the tips of our noses practically touching. Gazing into her deep dark eyes, I was quickly becoming mesmerized.
I tenderly ran my fingertips through her hair and kissed her on the forehead.
"Happy Birthday," I whispered.
Still staring deeply into each other's eyes, Ashley softly caressed my cheek and then ran her fingers through my hair.
"The happiest one I've ever had."
"Me too."
Ashley slid her head closer and pressed her lips to mine. Within seconds, her tongue slithered sensually into my mouth. As our embraces locked firmly and passionately around each other, I felt Ashley's body weight pushing against me and rolling me onto my back. The next thing I knew that young and buxom naked body was fully atop me. Grinding ever so softly against me, the feeling of that silky soft skin against my own was sheer heaven. Instinctively, my arms slid around her shoulders as my legs locked around her waist.
Soon my hands were gliding slowly up and down Ashley's bare and symmetrical back, savoring every firm and satiny inch before grazing sensually up until my fingers buried themselves in her silken hair. We were kissing so deeply. Before long, I rolled us gently over, holding Ashley protectively in my arms until my body came to rest atop hers.
As the morning moved toward afternoon, Ashley and I remained in bed. Our bodies never untwined, and our kiss never broke. We caressed, massaged, fondled, and molded each other's bodies sensually and wantonly. We physically worshipped and treasured one another, yet never uttered a word.
Finally, we drifted off to sleep again.
*
When we awoke the second time that Sunday, it was just after one o'clock in the afternoon. Gazing once again into each other's eyes, the feeling was mutual and voiced almost immediately:
"I'm hungry!"
Donning one of my silk robes and slipping a second one on Ashley, we made our way to the kitchen where I whipped us up a couple of omelets. Ashley stuck to me like glue, always finding a way to touch me like sliding her arms around my waist as I stood at the stove, all the while telling me how good I felt, how nice I smelled and how warm I was. Occasionally I'd turn and put my arms around her, and we'd kiss. We giggled, we laughed, we chit-chatted and at one point, we even danced.
Once we finished eating, we set our dishes in the sink and Ashley again slid her arms around me and I reciprocated. Holding her in my arms, she rested her head between my breasts and sighed contentedly.
"Wow! Your heart is beating so hard and so fast," she said.
"Gee, I wonder why?"
Ashley lifted her head and the smile on her face nearly knocked me to the floor, as did the sparkle in her eyes. Cupping her chin in my fingers, I kissed her softly.
"You know what I think sounds wonderful right about now," I asked.
"Going back to bed?" Ashley chirped.
"A hot bubble bath for two," I replied.
"Oh yeah," she yelped with a huge grin.