She didn’t enjoy it but it wasn’t bad. Then came the day when he unexpectantly came home for lunch only to find her wearing clothes.“What is thi...! Haven’t I told you that you are to be naked when you are in my house!?”“But honey, you weren’t here and I thought it would be okay. I am not that comfortable being naked all the time.”“You thought? I do the thinking in my house. Strip and get ready for your punishment.”She stared at him and then did as he asked. But this time he didn’t place her over. Slid his tongue around her nipple before sucking it gently between his lips. Heat flooded between her legs and she ground frantically against his hips. A moan escaped her lips and his eyes flared with desire by the sound.He sucked harder until the moan turned into a cry, but when he put his hand between her legs sparks shot up her spine.Suddenly his lips were against her ear, kissing as he whispered, “Maybe I should stop now..." She blinked. Her breath catching in her throat. Would he. He positioned properly the book, grabbed his notebook and pencil and then in deep thought put the pencil to his mouth, turned the page in the book, put away the pencil, licked his lips, and then pressed the pencil back to his mouth.-So where were we?-he asked.But I was too much in a trance to answer. Seeing the pencil I used pressed against his mouth like that, has given me mental images like nothing before. It was as if he was tasting me. I pictured what it would be like, to see him spread my. That was the last time we had enjoyed our playful romps and I had missed them more and more in the years since.I had been following a butterfly for a while when I sensed someone behind me. I glanced back and saw Jay there, also watching the beautiful creature fluttering around.“Hey, Kiddo!” Jay smiled. He had called me Kiddo for as long as I could remember, and would probably still be calling me that when I was 40. He handed called me by name in years. Some days I wonder if he remembered what.