His hair was styled to look messy, and his face was cleanly shaved; only the faintest hint of shadow. He was dressed in torn, faded, jeans. His shirt ...as that of some rock band; she couldn't quite decipher from her angle at the bar. She noticed the way he looked her over. Approvingly, even from that distance. When he caught her staring; she rewarded him with her sweetest smile before turning back to Lilith." I understand now why you were so preoccupied." Gemma mockingly hissed.Lilith responded. Sure enough, only the small table lamp in the living room was on. Elaine was in bed, so I went down the hall to the guest room. Funny, but I now considered myself a guest in my own home. As I passed Elaine's bedroom, once our bedroom, I could hear her moaning. It wasn't the moaning of someone in distress, but rather the sounds of someone in a state of sexual bliss. Her door was slightly ajar, and I could hear her clearly. What's more, I could see her in the bed through the mirror on the other. Why couldn’t he have thought of something clever to say? Anything but what he had just said, anything to impress this woman who had haunted his dreams the past few nights. She laughed, a high, wonderful laugh that wrapped him in warmth and made his mind go directly to making her laugh like that whilst he was between her legs, pulling those black and pink lace panties down. “Amy. Come on, there’s a gate just over to your left, I’ve some Riesling in the fridge, wouldn’t mind the company.” She. Her long, brown hair hung down her sides. One hand was wrapped around her large breast. While the other beautiful, tan arm reached between her legs. She gasped when she saw me standing there. But rather than clothe herself, she released her breast and beaconed me over. More than eager, I ran to her bed. She flipped over and grabbed me by the waist. She pushed me onto the bed and rubbed her hand over the front of my pants. I arched up, already eager. She slowly removed my pants and pushed my.