He says my thighs are making it very hard for him to stay focused and not stay longer to feel their jiggles, but we won't have time to pack if we start anything right now. He reluctantly gets up and heads into the kitchen.

After a moment I peel myself out of bed and head towards the suitcase to survey what was already packed from the previous night. Apparently not much. No sooner than I get up and start packing he comes back in with two cups of coffee.

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After he hands me the coffee I feel him give the curvature where my hamstrings meet my inner thigh a pat as he tells me that he hopes I pack something that allows him to do this again. He then asks if I need help packing.

"Well, rather than helping me I think you should start packing your things." I say as I take a slow sip of my coffee (as it is still hot).

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He happily tells me what he's planning on packing as I feel him give my outer thighs a pat and squeeze.

"Remember what happened last time you did that..." I trail off teasingly knowing we really need to pack rather than indulging ourselves in another round of fun.