Allison – 48
I’m woken by the feel of someone climbing into bed behind me. “Whoizat?” I ask.
“It’s me,” says Ingrid. “I couldn’t stay away. Not after hearing you say you love me.”
I turn to face her, still partially asleep but growing more alert with every second. There’s a tear in her right eye. I move my hand up and cup her cheek, “What’s wrong?”
“Nichts,” she says “nothing. I just need to be here tonight.”
I roll forward a few inches and kiss her deeply. My tongue dances across hers. She pushes hers into my mouth and I suck it firmly, there’s a new taste there. I push my tongue into her mouth again and across her lips. The new flavor is stronger. It’s salty and…
“Ingrid, is that..?”
She giggles a little, “Yes. I got the idea when you told me that tasting you would drive him crazy. That totally worked, by the way.”
“I’m glad you didn’t dislocate your jaw.”
Her giggle turns into a laugh, “It’s enormous!””