Posted by Anonymous on 2019/05/05 under Love "I've been waiting for hours. What took you so long?" Sabine asked without bothering to turn on the bedside lamp. Light spilled in from the hallway through the crack in the door, silhouetting the figure of her on-again, off-again lover. Sabine's heart raced and she sat up in bed, clutching the bed-sheets to her chest. With Tom on some baker trip and Marinette at her friend's house, Sabine had the house all to herself. "Were you expecting someone else, love?" her mother-in-law, and part-time lover, Gina, asked. She slipped into the room, shutting the door behind her, and made her way to the bed. Memory of the room's layout served her well in the darkness. Dresser on the left, five steps to the right, watch out for the rocking chair, and just a step and a half until she reached the foot of the bed. "No, it's just-" Sabine swallowed the rest of her sentence when Gina started stripping. Teasing Sabine with each article of clothing that she removed, Gina did a slow, seductive dance for Sabine, strewing her garments around the room as she did so. Her fair clean skin and beautiful, silver hair, glistened in the moonlight that filtered in through the cracks in the blinds. Sabine's fingers twitched, aching to touch Gina's smooth skin and hair. She bit her lip and let her fingers slide beneath the covers, between the sheets, between her legs, parted in anticipation. Gina cast Sabine a lascivious look and wagged a finger at her. "You naughty little girl," she said. "Uh, uh, no touching." Fingers stilling, Sabine moaned and licked her lips. "Touch me," she whispered.