After going to the bathroom and taking a hot shower to wake me up, I threw my old work clothes back on and headed for the kitchen.“Nnnn… food. I n...ed food.” I muttered to myself, rubbing my wet black curls and stumbling into the kitchen. “I have tomatoes, cheese, bread, peanut but—HOLY FUCK.” I flattened myself against the kitchen wall with a thump when I registered there was someone sitting in my kitchen. “Wha--”My boyfriend glanced up from the thick book in his lap and smiled a little. “Hey. "Oh rough day already?" she asked."Not rough, but a little weird." I laughed."Well, you can tell me all about it. As well as this mystery Fourth of July thing."That conversation got put on hold as Kelli started giving me directions. Michelle's Patisserie was only a few blocks from the inn, so the directions were minimal and the trip was brief.I'd been half expecting a very feminine, ladies-only décor, given the name, but it was much more gender neutral, done up in stainless steel, chrome with a. Roaming around the kissing passionately and stick her against a wall. The moment i got a wall support, inserted my dick into her pussy. Fucking and kissing going parllel. Then she murmured in my ears, want to feel in my ass too and i replied even i want the same. She said how both will happen at once Then i turned her face to dressing table, she said, u notty dragon. Then i immediately bought two of her lipsticks. Both holding one each, and i started rubbing her asshole with lipstick roll and. Our sex was more traditional for the next couple of weeks. I guess the excitement of being married took over for a while. As we returned more to normal, we began moving toward the more erotic side of our relationship. I loved the fact that Meredith was usually the aggressor in our romance. It made me feel desirable. She would give off subtle gestures that could seem so innocent. A sly smile. A wink. I lick of her tongue over her full lips. Sometimes just a stare. I knew that we were in for.