You have been quiet tonight. She then relaxed and responded to Bentley’s kisses with ones of her own. You haven’t been as annoying as usual”, Catherine jibed. She felt her desire peak. Catherine wore a mid-riff shirt and her tummy was pale and fit. The time was 3:40AM and Bentley was distracted. A light snowfall fell behind slightly open window blinds. Both lay panting with their foreheads touching. Her facial features were Celtic as well. Bentley was not completely certain, but he believed he could see the elastic top of Catherine’s cotton black stockings. She moaned and shuddered. Catherine’s choice of skirt, a plain black number, was shorter than usual. The timing always seemed wrong. I’m craving you sexually like I’ve never craved a woman before.”
Catherine was still silent. He hoped Catherine had not noticed him idiotically staring at her legs. Catherine’s skirt was bunched around her waist. I want you Bentley.”
Bentley asked Catherine to lie down. Bentley shared his own frustration and both found a sudden mutual empathy. The work was long and tedious. Bentley could smell her sweet breath as she breathed heavily.
