Jane was gone by then. I realized there wasn't much left to munch on in the kitchen. I don't cook much at all and I always eat out. Lisa doesn't cook either. I decided to invite Jane out to dinner if she hadn't already eaten by the time she returned. About the time I was ready to go back to my office I received a call from Lisa's mother wanting to know where her daughter was because she couldn't get hold of her on her cell phone."I thought Lisa was with you." Why would you think that?" No reason," I replied. "I'll tell Lisa you called the next time I see or hear from her." Well, I wondered why Lisa found it necessary to lie to me. It would be interesting to hear her explanation. I got busy again and didn't think about it for the rest of the day. It wasn't until I opened my office door that I caught the aroma of something cooking in the kitchen. It smelled delicious. I was drooling already."Where did all this come from," I asked."I picked up some groceries on the way home," Jane. He slid down her body, licking over her hardened nipples. His hands ran up her sides as he sucked against her, teasing one nipple between his teeth gently before moving to the other. She moaned, squirming underneath him as he licked down her stomach, biting gently at her hips. He tugged her pants down, pulling them free from her feet and casting them to the floor. He teased his fingers against the fabric of her panties at her inner thigh. Her self-consciousness faded, replaced with an unbridled need for him. He rubbed against her clit through the thin material, watching it dampen visibly. She whimpered. Her breath caught as she watched him lick up her thigh, his tongue caressing her skin. He slowly slid her panties to the side and blew warm air gently over her wetness. She squirmed more, stretching her arms above her head and clutching at the headboard.He pushed her legs apart wider and flicked his tongue against her lips. She gripped the headboard tighter, her hips pressing up.
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