Waking up, it was almost as if he was in a Disney movie, the sun bright and shiny while the birds sung outside. Lindsey felt as if he just got laid, sitting up on the couch and stretching, smiling as he stood and did a little turn, thinking about the woman in the other room as he went dancing down the hall and to peek through the door. There he had to take a double take, the covers completely pulled down from her legs as her shiny white satin panties stared him right in the face; Stevie was laying on her side and somehow the shirt hiked up in the middle of the night. That ass. Oh my God, that ass! At least that answered his questions to IF she had panties on or not and boy, what a pair of panties!
Don't be a perv, Lindsey, he thought to himself as he leaned up against the hallway. Just one more look...Oh yeah, that's what I'm talking about...Mmmm, biting his bottom lip the entire time as he then closed his eyes.
When he opened his eyes back up from his fantasy, he saw her fidgeting, pulling the covers up as he freaked, rushing away then running straight in to the corner of where the other hall combined, "SH1T!" as he placed a hand to his eye, rubbing it.
"Linds?" Stevie woke from the mishap out the door, "What was that?" sitting up as she rubbed at her eyes.
"Nothing, baby - I mean...Stevie..." shaking his head to himself as he really was fvcking up more than normal. "Hey," popping his head in as he walked through the door, Stevie laying on her back and looking rather inviting as he reached the side of the bed.
"Hey," smiling groggily as she let out a sigh, "...what time is it?"
"Uh," feeling his back pockets and realizing his phone fell out...again...holding up a finger as he went in search for it in the Living room, coming back with it in his hand as he told her it was going on 10.
"AM?" she asked. "Oh, forget it," then seeing how he just stared at her enchanted, sitting up on her elbow as she opened the covers for him, gesturing for him to join her. "I don't bite."
"Wow," rubbing his forehead, "...don't you think...?"
"Just didn't want to be rude, you standing there as I enjoy the luxury of this bed."
"You're not rude," getting down on his knees so he could be face to face with her, his hand unknowingly heading towards her bare leg. It was nice to feel her soft skin, lips parting.
"No...?" moving herself closer to the edge as she touched his lips, his hand meeting the bottom edge of her panties as his finger trailed it.
"No..." as her hand met the back of his head, his eyes closed as she grazed her lips with his, moaning as Lindsey took a hold of one of her ass cheeks.
Their tongues grazed outside of their mouths as he moved his hand up and down her butt, kneading the soft flesh as he then pulled away.
"I'm going to McDonalds, want anything?" stood Lindsey.
Stevie raised her eyebrow, confused, "Wh-what?"
"Breakfast, you know, I'm hungry. Are you hungry? Because I'm hungry. I guess I didn't make enough spaghetti last night. Did you know that it's sunny? The birds are going nuts!"
"Lindsey!"
"Hm?" placing his hands in his back pockets.
"Uh, sure? Um...Pancakes?"
"Hotcakes?"
"Whatever the term they use," waving her hand around in the air.
"Got it! Coffee?"
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FanfictionLindsey Buckingham remodels a house with a special guest. Attention: This story deals with heavy mature themes and language. Nothing in this story is fact, purely fiction!