Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... Caroline as she tended to food on the stove. He wrapped his arms around her waist and squeezed her gently as he nuzzled her neck and kissed her softly under her ear. Caroline momentarily swooned, pressing back into his broad chest, moaning softly with her eyes closed.

“Have I told you I loved you today?” Duke asked her softly as he gently rocked her side to side.

“I think so... but feel free to repeat yourself all you want.” Caroline purred then pressed her elbows back into him to push him away gently.

“Not now though, I need to finish cooking, everyone will be getting here anytime now. Why don’t you get the tea pitcher from the fridge and set it on the table... make yourself useful. You can pick this back up later.” Caroline said with a soft laugh as she half turned and kissed his cheek.

Duke sighed and moved to the fridge to do as she had asked. He was just closing the fridge door when he and Caroline heard Old Blue pull up outside and stop by the old oak tree. Deeny was home. Caroline looked over at Duke and smiled as if to say “I told you so.”

Deeny came through the screen door from the porch practically vibrating with nervous energy. She stopped by the table and hugged her father and kissed his cheek.

“Hi daddy.” She practically sang as she nearly skipped over to the stove to do the same for her mother.

“I love you mom. Thank you so much.” Deeny gushed and kissed her mother’s cheek again before turning and nearly running to the stairs and up to ...

... bedroom she and her sister had shared for years.

Upstairs, Deeny began taking off her waitress uniform before she even reached her room. Down to only her bra and panties, she once more looked that the summer-dress she had hung on the back of the door before she left for work this morning. It was a darker blue with light blue, yellow and red flowers printed throughout. At the foot of her bed were the dress sandals she liked to wear with dresses, at least in the warmer months.

Deeny had considered weary a silk bra and panty set that she on rare occasions wore, but decided against either this night. The dress was dark enough that it wasn’t particularly see-through and long enough that an accidental exposure was next to impossible... so no, no underwear tonight.

Smiling at the thought of going commando on this most special night made her tingle in all the naughtiest of places. With a sigh, Deeny left her room to go down the hall to the bathroom wearing only her work panties and bra. They would be going into the hamper and she could wear a towel back to the room after her shower.

It had to have been one of the quickest showers she had taken in a very long time. It was over before the mirror over the sink even had time to fog over from the steam of the shower. Deeny had only dampened her hair instead of shampooing this evening. It would take too long to dry before she could style it if she had shampooed.

After drying off, mostly, Deeny brushed her teeth more out of habit ...