My favorite red head.

Sick day pt. 2

Once again, I was all by myself. I had put on some random tv show, trying to keep myself busy while I was here. I graded my kid's assignments, and played a couple of games on the xbox; courtesy of my younger brother. I yelled loudly at my tv for a bit, cursing and screaming at my teammates until I got bored of that too.

I wasn't that hungry, so I went back into my room, deciding to watch a movie. My head faded in and out of the movie, thoughts from Mel's hands on my body slipping into my mind. The way she groaned against my neck, the feeling of her fingers as they expertly worked on my pussy. My thighs pressed together just thinking about it.

She looked at me like I was the only person in the world. And I loved it. I wanted to feel her again. I needed it

My hand slowly creeped up my torso, coming up to rest on my clothed tit. I closed my eyes, lightly rubbing my hand over my nipple, occasionally pulling and twisting on it.

I moaned softly as I imagined it being Mel's fingers playing with my nipples. Not wanting to wait any longer, I pulled my shirt off and over my head, throwing it to some random corner in the living room. I laid back down and reached over, grabbing my other nipple and twisting it.

I shrugged out of my shorts, and threw them too, leaving my underwear on. Soft whimpers left my mouth as I teased my clothed pussy, my fingers rubbing soft circles over my clit.

Thoughts of me begging her to touch me made their way into my mind as I imagined myself squirming under her touch.

I couldn't hold back, as I finally slipped my fingers past the waistband of my underwear.

My hips jolted up, meeting with my fingers, as I desperately rubbed them up and down my folds, imagining her hand instead of mine.

I pushed my fingers past my entrance, only to pull them right back out, thinking about her teasing me. My hips rocked and swayed into the couch as I continued palming my mound.

"Oh god- Mel." I moaned out her name, wishing she was here.

My pace quickend as I continued finger fucking myself. My fingers had gone so deep inside me, I could feel them hit my g-spot.

My moans came out  as I rolled my hips around, my palm brushing softly against my clit, as I groped myself

"Melissa!" I shouted her name one last time, before bringing myself over the edge.

I watched as my juices flowed out of me, leaking out all over my thighs.

I was panting softly, still trying to catch my breath, when I heard her clear her throat.

I immediately jumped, looking over to see Melissa standing there, the keys I had let her use in hand and perched up with her back against the door.

"Mel- I-"

Been havin' fun without me?" She smirked, coming over to me. I tried to cover myself up, but she grabbed my hands, put them together, and held them above my head.

"I take it you missed me?" She smiled down at me, taking in my naked form. I stared up at her, not saying anything because I was still kind of embarrassed that she caught me like this.

"Answer me." Her smile dropped as her free hand came up to my face, roughly grabbing my face.

"Y-Yes." I mumbled.

"What was that? I didn't hear you." She gripped my face even harder, her long nails digging into my cheeks.

"I said yes! God, Mel I-I missed you!" I shouted out, feeling a familiar ache build up in my stomach.