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"Abigail"

"I’"

I reached down to discreetly rearrangewith the other hand The sauce was cohly While it finished up, I’d get the plates down, rab another bottle of--

"You know," she said, "you had a breakthrough today"

"What was that?" I asked, not sure what she was getting at

"You opened one of your label-less cans," she said, and my body relaxed "I think that calls for a celebration"

"What did you have in rin Trouble The wo but trouble "Naked picnic in the library?"

Like I said

I turned on the burner under the water pot "That’s your idea of a celebration?"

"I should have made bread for dinner," she said

What? Bread? What was she talking about? Did that h for one day," I said But let’s do more anyway

"Yes," she said in a very serious voice "It is oodness

"Okay Naked picnic in the library Thirty o set up"

"Extra blankets are in the linen closet," I called as she left

I added pasta to our plates and then ladled marinara over the pasta

Naked picnic in the library

There went the plan

Again

But did it matter? So what if we had sex? It was her library We’d had sex there before Nothing had changed then, ould tonight be any different?

Todd’s voice echoed in my head "A relationship like yoursconored Todd’s voice

It was picnic time

I undressed in the laundry room and walked into the library Thick blankets covered the floor and half a dozen pillows sat in front of the library And Abby

Abby sat in thethe tips of her nipples, one leg propped up, showing her bare, glistening--

"Do you need any help?" she asked

I sed Hard "No I’et our drinks More wine?"

A trip to the cold wine cellar was just what I needed to cool down a bit

"Please"

It worked The short walk down the stairs to the wine cellar chilled h to keep lass

I watched as she brought a forkful of pasta to her mouth and tasted my label-less marinara She immediately took a second bite and then a third

"This is superb," she said, twirling another bite "My complito keep my eyes off her mouth and other body parts

"To label-less cans," she repeated, lifting her own fork

But what the hell? Somehow, label-less can marinara sauce flew the short distance froot marinara on my cock"

Her voice held a smile "Oops"

"Get It Off"

I raisedto hide the smile

"Lie back" She took my plate and set it besideafter dinner

"Abigail"

She pushed on my shoulders "You want me to use a napkin?"

Hell, no I wanted her to lick it off

I dropped my head to one of the pillows and closed ail"

Her fingers tracedthere"

"Get there Faster"

She wasn’t listening She started ather teeth along the planes of ht below my belly button

I clenched my fists

She finally made it to where I wanted her--and blear me

My body trembled in anticipation of her ue came out and licked me

Damn Don’t stop

She didn’t stop, but she didn’t takejustthe rest of e to shove my ck down her throat, but I held still, fists clenched at ht when I least expected it, she deep-throated th into her mouth and relaxed as I hit the back of her throat

"Fuck," I said

She released s up here I want to taste that sweet pussy"