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Date: 3/25/2016, Categories: Fiction, Bondage and restriction, Consensual Sex, Job/Place-of-work, Male/Female, Oral Sex, Author: wantsomefun, Rating: 86.2, Source: sexstories.com

going to sleep together all the time, we're not really changing our relationship, right?” She nodded. “We'll be fuck buddies. We're not moving in together.” “Fuck buddies sounds cheap, but no, I don't think I want to live with you. That would ruin everything. We'd watch chick flicks all the time.” She made a face. “Living together isn't practical. Our schedules are too screwy. You're like me. When you get done with a tough shift, you want to shower the filth off and crash.” “Some days I need a ten hour nap before I scrub the filth off, but you know what? I don't care. I love that life. I'd be a lousy housemate on days like that.” She agreed. “Internship and residency are no life for a couple. Established doctors, maybe, but not people like us.” “Exactly, Alicia. I tried to make the couple thing work a few times, but it never did. Probably wasn't the girls' fault. Now, I need to get my shit together if I'm going to change specialties, and I work stupid hours, so I'm not relationship material.” She smiled. “What we have is enough. Let's not make it more complicated.” He rinsed his coffee mug in her kitchen sink. “I should go. That paper won't write itself.” “No. You can work on it tomorrow. Think of the 'now'. Now we're going upstairs for a shower.” “You just said you don't want to make this complicated.” “Bathing isn't complicated. We smell like stale sex.” She walked to the steps that led upstairs. “I want to smell like fresh sex.” They explored each other as they washed. She ... held his penis in her hand. “Remember how I told you I always wonder how big guys get?” He cupped her pussy as she stroked him. “Yeah?” “I saw you before, but you were pretty soft. Now I know.” “And?” She made an exaggerated pondering face. “Well, it was a tight fit, but it worked. It's attached to my best friend. I don't have to sneak around to get it.” She draped her wet washcloth over it. It rose instead of falling. “It's convenient.” He combed her wet hair off her face to kiss her. “You know how much I like boobs.” “Yes. You've talked about it at great length.” “Not sure why I'm surprised yours feel so nice.” He splashed water on them to rinse away the suds and licked gently at her hard right nipple. “In here or in your bed?” “For sex? My bed. We can fuck in the shower another time.” They toweled off and walked naked to her bedroom. She pulled him down next to her, and their limbs intertwined as they kissed. “Why didn't we do this before?” Ben asked. “The stupid rule.” She felt him hard against her. “You're ready. I'm ready. Start deep and slow this time.” She rolled on her back and presented herself, legs spread, wet and waiting. Her one hand pinched a nipple, and the other played with her clit. He knelt between her legs. She grabbed him with one hand to aim him, and he drove slowly into her depths. Her ankles locked behind his back as they kissed. “Deep and slow at first, Ben, please. You should last even longer this time. We can try things.” “This is good for now.” He ...