West Coast Winter

New Traditions

Jaclyn
A few minutes later...

I slip on my black camisole and shorts before piling my hair atop my head. I wash my face and brush my teeth. I feel kind of like I'm floating. I'm exhausted, but it's a welcome exhaustion. I keep replaying the night with Charlie and how it felt to hold his hand. It was so warm and such a comfort to feel this sense of security and care. I remember the way his muscles constricted around my body as he held me close. Most of all, I remember the soft smoldering kisses we shared. Every touch was a new discovery of each other. Remembering how thick his arms and chest felt beneath my hands sent a tingling through my body right down to my toes. I shiver and exhaustion overcomes me as I sigh and heavily shuffle to my bed.

I just start to get comfortable in my pillows. I hold one close and pretend it's Charlie's body cuddling against my own. Just as I'm about to drift off to sleep, my phone buzzes. I pick it up and Charlie's name is on the text alert.
Charlie: Hope I'm not waking you or keeping you from sleep, but do you want to go Christmas shopping with me tomorrow?
Without hesitation, I text back.
Jaclyn: Yes. And... you just caught me before sleep. What time?
Charlie: Sorry. How about noon?
Jaclyn: That sounds good.
Charlie: Ok. See you tomorrow, lovely. Sleep well. I'll be dreaming about tonight.
Jaclyn: Goodnight Charlie.

Charlie
I sigh as I set my phone down on the counter top in the kitchen. My jacket lays over the back of the dining room chair. I pass through the living room that is alight with twinkling Christmas lights and ornaments on our tree. I open Henry's door to check on him. He's fast asleep. I shut the door softly and make my way through the den to the back of the house where my room is. I make sure the lights are all out and the back door is locked. The light is out in my bedroom, but the moonlight is shining brightly through the expansive windows. I kick off my shoes.
I begin to unbutton my white shirt as I walk across the room. I stand in front of the windows and tug my shirt out of my pants. My mind begins to wander back to earlier tonight with Jaclyn. The skin of her thighs are so soft, I've tattooed the sensation on my brain. The delicate and tender flesh of her neck and shoulders is burned on my lips.
As I reach for my belt, I realize I'm rock hard. I go to my door and lock it. I remove my pants and lay them over the back of the leather arm chair with my white shirt.
I lay on my back in the middle of my bed. I stare out the window. My eyes drift to the door. Suddenly, the door opens. She walks in softly like a breeze. She stands in that blue dress across from me. Her smile is soft and I can hear her little laugh as she blushes.
I say to her, "Come to me."
She slips off her high heels. I can her them clack as they hit the floor. Her dress flutters as she walks. She climbs onto my large King size bed and crawls toward me. Her breasts visibly swaying with her movement. My mouth waters at the sight of moonlight on her creamy flesh.
She lays beside me and I reach out to place my hand on her cheek. My hand drifts down her neck to cup her weighty and round breast. Her lips are pursed and parted. So full and delectable like the sweetest indulgence I've ever known.
My hands grab at her waist and pull her onto my lap. "I need you. Is that alright?"
She just nods softly and to my surprise, she's not wearing panties. My fingers trail along her backside as her skirt rises to pool around her waist. She dips her fingers into my black boxers and pulls them down just to the top of my thighs. She's strokes me softly before settling her preciously soft and slick pussy onto my cock. I gasp as my cock is enveloped in this warm and wet cocoon. She's so tight. It's been a long time since she's been properly made love to. She rises and falls on top of me, hugging and squeezing my cock with every lift of her hips. She moves faster and her breasts have almost fallen out of her plunging neck line. Such a tease. I can hear her soft moans and mine mixing together. Her mouth drops open to form a perfect O and her breath shudders. I feel myself coming undone inside her. I growl and grunt through the welcome release. I release a sigh. When I open my eyes, she's gone.
I'm laying there like a fucking teenager with my hand around my now softened dick. I'm covered in my own cum. I managed to get most of it on my boxers which are around my upper thighs. I maneuver myself out of them and throw them across the room after cleaning myself up as best I could with them. I lay back on the bed with my arm tucked under my head. I stare out the window thinking of her and I wonder if she thought about me. I wonder if she touched herself like a horny teenager after our little tryst tonight. I growl in frustration and turn onto my stomach to somehow crush the thought of her dainty hand slipping into her black panties.