12:17 PM
"
What are you doing?
"
E whined. My lips nuzzled her neck, tracing the curve of her jaw up to her earlobe. My hands had been wrapped around her waist but now they roamed. My fingers trailed lower, down to where the top fold of her wrap dress lay and slipped underneath.
"Jay,
stop
"
The cinch around her midriff kept my hand from traveling up her body. But as my fingers found the bow-tied knot holding the belt together, my other hand slipped down between her legs. I pulled on the knot, while resting my hand on her mound. My earlier explorations had figured that she was wearing a thong underneath the dress. I wanted to know if it was the same one we had held up the trial room at Sephora for, two weeks ago.
"
Jay!
"
E's face was flushing. She tried to push my hands away, but not before I pulled the knot loose. I grabbed a hold of the cinches and began pulling. E held on to the two ends with one hand, trying to push my wrist away with the other. She tried to step out but I pulled her back into me, my palm resting on her belly right below her navel. Her hips twisted this way and that, but my hand held her in place. Just as I felt her losing her grip on the cinches, the front door opened.
"Mama!" E cried out.
"Baby!"
I let go of her and E rushed into her mum's arms. The two women held each other in a long, warm embrace. I stood back a couple of paces, watching as the two straps holding up E's dress slowly slithered away from each other over her waist. I stepped in and caught the ends just as they were about to unravel their final length. And my timing was perfect, because a moment later the two separated. If I hadn't been holding the straps together behind E's back, her mum would've found out the colour of her thong before I did.
"Mama, this is Jay. We're dating."
Discretely passing the straps to E behind her back, I stepped out in front of her and held my hand out to her mum.
"How do you, Miz Dominguez?"
"Oh sweetheart, we're a hugging family", she said as she held her arms out and pulled me into an embrace as intimate as the one she had shared with her daughter. She was about a foot shorter than me, and had to stand up on her tip-toes for her chin to rest on my shoulder. I hugged her back, unable to help but laugh.
"I grew up in a hugging family myself." I told her.
"I can tell", she replied, before extricating herself from me. She stepped back to take me in.
"Although I don't know why Esa hasn't told you that by now."
E mumbled something behind my back. Her mum and I didn't break eye contact for the next few seconds, smiling at each other.
"Well, can't stand out here the whole day. You better come in." Mrs. Dominguez said.
I picked up the two suitcases which had been resting on the front porch next to us all this while. I carried them into the house, with E leading the way to her upstairs bedroom. The college semester was over, and I was giving her a lift home, on the way to mine. Setting off early in the morning, we had driven all of yesterday and a good part of today, to get to her hometown up in the Western hills. I was going to crash at hers for the night, before leaving for my home, another twelve hours of driving away.
Yesterday's drive had been fun. Both of us took turns driving, stopping at nature parks and other places of interest along the way. We had gone on a hike in some woods before lunch, and swum in a water hole in the late afternoon. We had stayed at a highway-side motel for the night, both of us too exhausted for anything apart from dinner and a shower. This morning, ten minutes before we hit the road again, E had stepped out of the bathroom wearing that stunning wrap dress, and the whole day from that point had turned into a tease-fest, right until the moment her mum had opened the front door.
E had a great body, one that I had become very familiar with over the past semester -- pale skin, slender frame, pert tits, a juicy bubble butt and thick legs. Legs which had been hiked up on the dash for the better part of the drive today, with the hem of her dress bunched up underneath. E made only half-hearted attempts to pull the flimsy material back up, and whenever my hands made their way over her side of the car, she swatted them away. At the rest stops and gas stations, she'd practically run out of the car, making an excuse to snap some photos or use the loo. Back in the car, it would begin all over again. Parting her legs slightly, shifting her weight, bending over to pick something up from the floor. At one point she had her legs tucked underneath her on the seat while she leaned against the passenger side door, and it was a small miracle that she didn't flash her panties at me.
Not that she needed to do that in order to get a reaction out of me. My nature had been rising since the moment I saw her step out in that dress, and had been building up throughout the morning to where as soon as we crossed the threshold of her bedroom, I threw the suitcases on her bed, whipped around and slammed her up against the wall. My hands gripped her hips, preventing her escape.
"Gotchu now" I growled in her ear. E groaned, before meeting my lips in a fiery kiss. Her hands cupped the sides of my face as she pulled me into her. Our tongues played with each other in wild hunger. My hands slipped behind her waist and cupped a luscious asscheek in each palm. I squeezed and kneaded them, panting in her mouth. When we separated, she gripped my forearms and looked at me with smoky eyes.
"Show me what you got" she whispered. She let go of my arms and turned around. Her hands reached back and pulled open the knot in her belt that she had hastily tied on her mum's doorstep five minutes ago. The two ends fell away, and an instant later her dress, now unencumbered, slid off her shoulders and fell in a heap at her legs. I had to choke back a gasp.
"You're not...
wearing panties
"
She turned and punched me in the arm.
"That's why I didn't want you screwing around with me dress,
asshole
"
But I could only think of how incredibly hot it would've been to see her naked, right on the front porch of the house she'd grown up in. The tightness in my pants worsened immediately. I regarded her tight, bare college-girl body. Her nipples already stood in attention on her chest, and as my eyes wandered down I saw that she had trimmed her bush just the way she knew I liked it. E let me ogle her for a bit before she cupped my face in her hand again and pulled my head up to look her in the eyes.
"Hey, focus."
"You're making it very hard."
She grinned, the sly little fox. She glanced down at my crotch.
"I can see that."
Her hands slid down to my shoulders and she gently but firmly pushed me to the floor.
"Now, like I said,
show me what you got
"
Now kneeling, her mound was right in my face. I grabbed hold of her thighs and kissed her just below the belly button. She moaned and shivered as I kissed my way down to her trimmed pubes. I could smell her excitement. She had obviously been looking forward to this for as long as I had been. I traced my mouth over her puffy outer lips. When I kissed her delicate folds, E hissed and gripped my scalp.
"
Oh fuck
"
I placed my mouth right over her entrance and flicked the tip of my tongue up her slit. I felt her hips jerk, but I kept my lips planted over hers as I tasted her for the first time in the fortnight since the exams began. I ran the flat of my tongue against her sex this time, deliberately slower. I knew I was driving her wild. I did this a couple more times until her fingers dug into the skin of my scalp and the side of my face, desperate. Then I dove into her with my tongue.
"
