An Intimate Moment Between Lovers
Laura wasn't exactly good with people, but she'd nailed Carol's birthday present. It was a World War II-style brown leather flying jacket. Carol hadn't said a word since she'd opened the box and put the jacket on.
Carol actually had tears in her eyes. Still wordless, she leaned over and kissed the shorter woman.
"You like it?" Laura asked shyly once the kiss ended.
"Yes. Oh, yes!" Carol told Laura.
"Logan helped me pick it out," Laura confessed.
Carol kissed Laura again. "I never thought I'd say this," Carol told her, "but that Daddy of yours has good taste."
Laura nodded decisively. "That's good. I hope you like the rest of your present."
"There's more?" Carol asked in surprise.
Laura smiled. "I shaved my pussy like you asked."
Carol blinked in surprise. But her smile didn't waver.
Then Laura began unbuttoning her shirt. "And for the rest of the day, I'm going to be your naked sex-slave."
Carol's smile turned into a predatory grin.
By then, Laura's shirt and bra were on the floor, she'd kicked off her boots, and she was wiggling her way out of her jeans.
"Would mistress like her morning bath?" Laura purred once she was naked.
"Oh, hell, yes!" Carol enthused as she took Laura in her arms and buried her face in Laura's hair.
Laura shivered in pleasure as Carol ran her hands over Laura's bare back. Then she began undressing Carol.