MI CASA ES SU CASA
INTRODUCTION:
As whence we last wrote, Ashleybought the house next to mine. She seems intent spending more time at my house than her house. I treasure my solitude immensely but in Ashley's case I'll make an exception.
The story continues.......
I pulled into my garage and went into the house. I was greeted by the smooth jazzy bluesy sound of the late Bobby Caldwell on my 1980s record player that I had recently picked up for cheap. He was the epitome of cool especially when he wore suits that appeared to be from the 1930s. Ash and I had an appreciation for him so I knew she was some where in the house. I walked into the kitchen as she was preparing our dinner. She had her back to me and was slowly swinging her little butt back and forth to the music. She turned slightly and gave me that side glance that for the life of me I don't know why I find so erotic. She said, "Hi Seabee". I slipped my arms around her waist. She felt so soft and warm after a day of me handling sheetrock and hard unyielding 2 x 4's. She asked how my day was and I gently kissed her on her neck and shoulder. She giggled and remarked, "I'll give you a half hour to stop".
I told her that I was headed to take a shower. She implored me not to, since she found the scent of my sweat after a hard day's work quite erotic. I lifted my arm, smelled my pit and told her that she may like it but I don't. She conceded reluctantly and told me to go take a shower while she finishes preparing our dinner. It was just about ready to pop into the oven for 40 minutes.
I entered the bathroom, turned the shower on and stripped to my birthday suit. I entered the shower, the hot water felt soothing on my stressed muscles and put me in a somewhat trance like state. This state was interrupted by the shower door sliding open. I looked for the cause and there she stood in all her glory. Her small perfect and pert breasts and little pink nipples gave me something to write home about. And those long and slender legs culminating at the most perfect little butt, well dare I say more. She looked at me with her expressive large doe eyes. She's the only girl I've ever known that can literally speak with her eyes. I knew what she was saying and I invited her into the shower. She stepped into the shower allowing the hot water to cascade over her petite taught body. I was beginning to feel like a volcano ready to erupt.
The fog from the hot water enveloped her body making her appear as an apparition of some beautiful sentient mythical creature unyielding to the vagaries of time and space. She stood on her tip toes and gently placed her slender arms around my neck pulling me softly to her level causing our lips to meet. I could feel her moist hot tongue forcefully probing and successfully entering my waiting mouth. The battle of the tongues began and I let her win. I slid my hands down her back finally ending at that precious little butt that felt so tight and firm yet soft, an anomaly I thought.
I moved my hand between her smooth thighs and began probing her houses of the holy. I began toying with her now hard clitoris and could hear her soft moans. She gently grabbed my erect member and slowly slid it inside her.
Slowly our rhythms began to sync and within minutes we both let out a loud moan allowing each other to know that we had achieved nirvana. I slowly pulled out and felt a sudden twitch in my member telling me to go for doubs but I suppresed the feeling since the shower water began to run cool. Note to self, install a larger hot water tank.
I shut the water off and we stepped out and grabbed some towels and dried each other off.We went into the bedroom and I put on fleece pants and a tee shirt. Ashley dug out some black yoga pants of hers that I had no idea that she had placed there. She slipped on those tight yoga pants and I just couldn't take my eyes off the exquisite camel toe those tight pants created. Ashley saw me looking and said, "Seabee, you're such a perv." and gave me her patented little smirk. She put on a Beavis and Butthead tee shirt to complete her ensemble.and we ventured into the kitchen.
The oven dinged letting us know that the vegan lasagna was ready and might I say that so were we since we had worked up quite an appetite. After the lasagna we indulged in some apple pie that she had made. Quite delicious I might add. Ashley asked if it would be OK to build some shelves in the spare room so that she could put some of her many knick knacks in there. I told her that mi casa es su casa. She also asked if it would be OK to keep her pugs at my house and I again said that it would be OK.
I asked Ashley what she would like to do after dinner, watch a movie, play video games? Ashley said that while I was at work she put some fresh satin sheets on the bed. So I asked rhetorically, "So you want to go to sleep?" She looked at me quite indignantly and said that sometimes I can be so naive saying that she was ready for round 2.
EPILOGUE
I told her that she was a little sex machine and she said that it was my fault, that I was an addiction. That was no surprise to me since all girls seem to blame everything on the guy. It was then that I realized that we both have an addiction.....to each other.
END