Once I had her all wrapped up, I suggested she use the thinner of the socks tomorrow. She said her ankle feels really good wrapped like this. She then patted the couch seat next to her, for me to join her. She was sitting next to me with her legs folded under her. As we watched the movie, not much was said. We just enjoyed each other’s company. I wondered if this how couples spent evenings together. I had never been in one before, and still am not in one, but this is close, I guess.
I have never let a woman get that close, even the one I lived with. To her, I was a place to live and a fuck. And I viewed her pretty much the same way. We never got mushy or even showed PDA. We just existed together and pretty much fucked. Of course, back then, I was in my 20’s and sex was all I had in mind. Not once was, I love you, ever spoken between us…. When the movie ended, Carrie stretched and said she was tired and needed some sleep.
So Jarhead, you take the bunk tonight and I’ll use the couch.
No. You take the bed. Please. I am fine out here. This couch is pretty comfortable actually. though I was lying through my teeth. The couch sucked. But I was raised with some manners, mostly obtained in the Marines.
God. You Gyrene’s are so bull headed. Next time, I take the couch.
I don’t know what possessed me, but I leaned over to kiss her on the cheek, and as I got close, she turn her face to me and it landed on her lips. It was a quick one, intended for her cheek.
I stammered then saying, “Sorry. That was meant for your cheek. And thank you for a great day. I really like being with you”
She giggled, then grabbed my face with both of her hands and kissed me on the lips.
I prefer the lips to a cheek, any day of the week Grunt. then stood and walked towards the bedroom. I couldn’t help but watch her fine looking legs and ass, as she disappeared down the hall, saying good night to me, softly.
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