Train station affair - - Sex Stories

Train station affair -

... can share the shower?&#034 Staring at her as the sun and shadow of the curtain highlighting her body in contrasting reliefs. Briefly glancing past her out the window at the lake, the ripples of the currents in the lake sparkle in the sun. He walks to the fridge for the milk and eggs, turns back to the counter and places them there. Gathering the rest of what's needed for breakfast. She watches him putt around naked collecting breakfast ingredients. Ducking away from the window she walks to the fridge she opens the door bending down to grab the pumpkin swirl bread. Turning to him she throws the unopened loaf at him, &#034Catch!&#034 She prays he will catch it because pumpkin French toast sounds amazing. An itch bugs the inside or her left thigh; she drags her nails across her own skin making her self shiver. He looks over to her as she speaks, and sees her toss a loaf of bread at him. As it sails through the air towards him he sees her reach down to her inner thigh, and that distracts him from catching the bread. It hits him in the chest and falls to the floor. Keeping his eyes on her he squats down and blindly seeks the bread with a hand. Finding it he stands and holding it forgotten, &#034Now that's a breakfast I can lick my lips over. Hehehe&#034 he says as looks up to her eyes. A deep blush forms on her face as she looks into his eyes. &#034When I said catch that means don't let hit the ground...Hehehe. Personally I don't think I would make a good breakfast.&#034 She ...

... stands up straight up her breast rubbing against each other; her hand slides up her stomach to her lips. She bites down on the nail of her index finger as she watches him stare at her. She walks into the living room grabbing her brush, standing in the door way she does her hair. Standing still he watches her, he feels a stir in his groin as she walks by. With a smirk on his face he turns back to preparing breakfast. Plugging in the griddle to preheat it and then cracking some eggs into a bowl, pours some milk, add a bit of sugar and cinnamon, he stirs vigorously with a fork mixing the ingredients well. Grabs a stick of butter and runs it over the now hot griddle, then dipping bread into the mixture places 4 slices in to cook. He turns slightly to watch her again. He can't help himself, he can just watch her doing anything and it mesmerizes him. She notices him watching her as she brushes her hair. Dropping her brush on the couch she walks back to the kitchen, as she walks by him she lets her nails gently drag across his lower stomach. She spins in a small circle giving him a view of everything he is dying to touch. Her hands run over the soft skin of her breasts and torso; teasing him she squeezes her own breasts. Her hand descending lower till nearly touching her pussy. She knew what he wanted but she wanted food first and if she kept distracting him, her food will never get cooked. Tilting her head she smirks at him &#034In due time love ...in due time.&#034 &#034Oh my, oh my, ...