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I slept like a baby and through my alarm as well missing out on my exercise in the process. When I woke up around 11am, I saw a couple of messages from Soni and I panicked because I did want to see her in the morning before her husband returned later in the day.
With groggy eyes, I replied to her apologizing that I slept late. She was cool about it and told me to come over for coffee and breakfast. I was at her door in 15 minutes. When she opened the door I noticed she had her nightie on, the same one from the other night when we first started to breach the thin line between suggestive flirting and explicit sexting. And I noticed she did not have anything on underneath as when she walked towards her kitchen, the light from the wall-length windows went through her nightie and I could see her body underneath it.
‘You look very sexy in this nightie', I remarked.
She giggled and replied, ‘something told me you would love it'.
She started pouring coffee as I hopped on the kitchen island and watched her, admiring her jiggling breasts as she moved and her swaying ass when she walked. I got hard from the images in my head thinking about bending her over and doing her from behind or push her against the refrigerator or counter and enter her as I looked in her eyes. Well, that wasn't happening supposedly.
She came to me and handed over my coffee. I put it on the side and pulled her close to me, between my legs, towering over her from the counter. I brought my face close to hers as she looked up at me, lust-filled eyes. Our foreheads connected and I rested mine against hers, our eyes closed, breathing softly on each other, our breathing getting shallower with every passing second. Her hands came to rest on my thighs, so close to my hardon, an inch of movement and her hand would by touching my hardness. Her hands softly caressed my thighs as I softly moaned her name. I moved my face, our noses touching, our lips millimeters away but not kissing yet. My hands slid down to her ass, gently cupping her cheeks. She wasn't wearing anything under her nightie, I could feel the soft feel of her skin through the flimsy material covering her. I started tracing the crease of her ass formed where it joined her thighs. Softly running my fingertips along that crease repeatedly.
‘I love the way you touch me, Salman. Makes me feel safe, and sexy. Not to mention how wet it makes me', she whispered, ‘it has been such a long time since I felt any of that'.
‘I love touching your soft skin, but it isn't enough for me. I am aching for you, to make love to your body. I want to own you, Soni.'
She sighed deeply hearing this. ‘Hearing that turns me on so much'.
Hearing her response, I move one hand from her ass up her side, not breaking contact and caress my way up to her breast. I draw tiny circles on the side of her luscious side boob before sliding my finger to softly touch her hardened nipple. She let out a sharp breath, sighing and nearly loosing her footing. I swiftly support her and make her retain her position, moving my hand down to her ass and pulling her into me, squeezing her ass hard. Our faces come close again. This time looking into each other's eyes, as our lips close in on each other. Our lips softly brush then millimeters return in between. Thoughts echoing through our minds, we want it, but is it right? What will this lead to? What if it ends badly? Do we want to go down this road?
I knew I wanted to. But I didn't want her to regret it. So I let her lips hover close to mins and brushing against me, now our eyes closed, feeling each other's presence and close proximity, her soft breath on me.
‘You know I want this,' she finally said softly, ‘but I am scared'.
‘I want you to be sure, I can wait for you to be sure'.
‘Thank you for understanding', she replied.
‘Although the leaking precum begs to differ,' I said laughing and
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