If only
"If things were different we could have had some fun Aaricia," Kriss said.
"I don't know what you mean, Kriss. You slept with my husband, gave birth to his son. How do you think the two of us can have fun?" Aaricia asked.
"Like this," Kriss said and placed her lips firmly on those of the other woman's. She let her hands wander to Aaricia's breats and gently squeezed them.
Aaricia wished that it didn't feel like she had landed in Asgard. Kriss's hands on her breasts were just heavenly.
She moaned; she remembered how they had to share a bed that evening. She almost couldn't wait until she would lie next to Kriss and she would be able to slide a finger into...
If only things were different, so Aaricia took over the initiative and pushed Kriss under water head first. She would never share a bed with that serpent.