time. It was her first time in a long time that she allowed herself to think about it. The mor

he decided she needed to go to bed. As she began to undress, she looked at herself in the mirror. Clad in a whi

Her nipples puckered up as she pulled on them. She suddenly wanted more. She slid one hand between her thighs. Heat radiated from beneath her panties, beckoning

d her hand into her panties, searching for the source of the irresistibly moist warmth. A smile came to her lips, and she gasped. Her folds were clenched, h

s they burned into her. She could taste his kisses. She could smell his s

soft, light touches. She grabbed the bedpost and began to slide slowly up and down it. S

eep inside. Her thumb rubbed her clit. Abigail bit down on her bottom lip,

k much longer. She didn't want to hold back. She craved the release that was just out of reach. No! She wanted more.

ips shuttered. It hurt. Oh God, it h

lds. She pressed harder into the post. Her eyes stayed focused on the mirror. Her fingers moved f

ied to ride it, but it was like nothing she had felt in a long time. She slid to the floor, a beaten, sated wreck. Trembling, sweat coating her skin, Abigail didn't move. Her heartbeat slowed, her thoughts s

e it uncomfortable, but he decided to keep walking. As he walked, he thought, "Get a hold of yourself. You'll screw this up, so calm down." He suddenly realised he had reached the Lincoln Memorial. It seemed he ended up here when he needed time to think. He

different problem. He checked the arrivals and found the plane was on time. He headed for the gate, stopping for a soda on t

She had a concerned look on her face as she scanned

e called out

smiled. She wal

ative grey skirt, a white top, and a grey jacket. She held out her hands, and Hayden took them. He pulled her closer and kissed her on

t's go get your bags. H

'm only staying for 3 days." The unspoken though

for the car. As they got there, Abigail sm

" asked Hayde