Not just me & you anymore (G!P)

C. 8 - Maya

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It has been at least ten minutes that we have both been recovering our energy after our orgasms and we are naked, in the middle of the bed, still on top of the comforter, very close, but apparently unable to embrace each other tightly as we usually do after making love. This certainly wasn't what I expected would happen between us when Carina texted me to come home to talk, but honestly I'm not complaining, even though I know it's not the most mature way to resolve the issues hanging between us. However, I decide to take matters into my own hands, turning on my side and holding myself up with my elbow.

M < nice talk..> I say and Carina immediately bursts out laughing. I think my joke melts the embarrassment for a moment, because Carina turns to me too and looks at me with her wonderful sparkling eyes, that continue to shine even hours after we have sex.

C < I know that..> I smile and stop her, resting a hand over her mouth: we are not two teenagers who have to explain to each other that a little sex can't fix everything.

M <we both know that..> I sanction. < shall we order Chinese and talk?> I ask and her eyes light up even more.

C < really I think we can just warm up what's in the kitchen.... > I raise an eyebrow and smile: she had really thought of everything for tonight.

M < then let's do this: wait here, I'll go get everything and we'll eat here while we talk. Would you like that?> I propose. Carina nods and rises slightly to lean toward me and kiss my lips. I return the kiss, lingering a moment too long on her lips, that moment that could be fatal and make us start over, however, rationally I choose to pull away and let the need to have to discuss important matters prevail.
I get out of bed and quickly slip on my boxers, not before I fix my still slightly hardened penis and quickly slip on any T-shirt that had been tossed on a chair for who knows how long. I feel Carina's eyes on me, but I choose not to look at her otherwise, again, that would be the end of it. When I return to the bedroom a few minutes later, I find her under the comforter, also wearing a T-shirt, sitting with her back against the headboard. I quickly hand her a bag, which I used to carry all the food she had bought this way.

M < did we have guests?> I joke about the amount of stuff she bought.

C < I got caught up in the excitement..> she explains, rolling her eyes at me. I smile and get under the covers too. I immediately approach her body and lean toward her to kiss her once more: to keep my balance I place one hand on her leg, actually a little higher, and I notice that she is not wearing panties. I sigh, pulling away from her, who looks at me with a half-smile.

M < you are impossible..> I comment.

C < to tell the truth, I want to talk, it's just that I can't find my panties anymore..> I burst out laughing and venture onto the first course of the hundreds of takeout orders Carina has made.

M < who starts?> I ask after a few moments where the only background noise is that of our chewing. Carina sighs and turns her gaze toward me.

C < I don't think the problem is the content of the last argument..>

M < what do you mean?>

C < I won't apologize for being jealous. Surely I could have used other words and other ways, but I still think there were other solutions during a business trip than sleeping together with another person. Although I admit that maybe with Andrea I would have reacted differently, but precisely because they are different people. So I find it disrespectful, on Caterina's part and on yours as well..> I nod and listen to her carefully, because she finally manages to explain herself without swearing at me, but concluding a logical thought.