Posted by Princess_Lucky1731  December 24, 2022 1:43 am | #221 |
As it's time to go to bed he remember he didn't pack any pajamas as he didn't intend to to sleep here. He asks if he should sleep in his shorts or his boxers. He explaines he doesn't want to get his clothes dirty as he needs to wear them in the morning.
"I'd be happy to lend you a pair of my husband's pajama pants if you want. If it's too awkward boxers are fine." I say not really caring what he wears just happy he's here.
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Posted by Amans lacrimae January 1, 2023 3:13 pm | #222 |
I decide to keep only my boxers on, I trust my friend as if she was my sister. As soon as we go to bed I feel her intertwine her body with such a confidence level that I am surprised she jiggles her inner thighs against my quads without me even moving. I blush as I, involuntarily feel a tent growing in my boxers. I don't know if I should try to move to try to hide it (probably that would backfire at me) or act naturally and not move.
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Posted by Princess_Lucky1731 January 3, 2023 3:51 am | #223 |
He decides he'd rather just wear his boxers. With that we go to bed. I immediately intertwine my legs with his, making my inner thighs jiggle against his quads. I feel so comfortable I don't even flinch when I feel a tent I didn't even know was there. I just settle down, trying not to make him uncomfortable.
Before I know it I hear a voice telling me it's time to get up.
"You're alarm has been going off for ten min. I guess you didn't hear it, but it's time for you to get up. You have work in a little bit." I hear finally realizing it's him.
I roll over with a groan. I really did wish I had called out.
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Posted by Amans lacrimae January 3, 2023 3:00 pm | #224 |
I feel her thigh bump against my tent but, fortunately, she lets it slide. Next morning I hear an alarm, I get up and shake my drowsiness off, I wake my beloved friend up, letting her know the alarm sounded and she has to go to work. She lazily groans and rolls to get up.
As she goes to work, I try to do all the work of the week to spend more time with her. She arrives in the late afternoon, I ask her how her day went (hoping she didn't have any breakdowns or at least saved them to be in my arms).
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Posted by Princess_Lucky1731 January 5, 2023 10:44 pm | #225 |
I arrive back home a bit later in the afternoon than I anticipated but not nearly as late as if I stayed the whole day. It took all my effort today not to break down seeing as my office had a direct view of the daycare next door. Every time I saw the children I could feel a lump in my throat.
"I stopped back at my place after you left to grab a few outfits for the rest of the week just in case you needed me to stay. I also tried to get most of my weekly work done as to be able to spend ample time with you. I did bring my laptop however, just in case I needed to finish up a few things while I'm here. It's a real blessing to be able to work from home..or wherever I am." He said I guess trying to lighten the mood.
I threw my bag on the coffee table and my coat on the couch barely hearing everything he said. I slumped down on the couch and tried to tell him how my day had been but couldn't get any words out. I immediately felt my chest tighten, a lump in my throat and impending tears beginning to sting the backs of my eyes. I knew here I didn't have to hide my emotions; that I wouldn't be judged so I leaned my head on his shoulder (as I noticed he has juat sat down) and let my tears flow violently from my eyes.
"I'm just so heart broken. I kept looking at the kids at the daycare next door from my office window. I could barely keep it together." I tried to explain before a gutteral sob finally escaped my throat.
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Posted by Amans lacrimae January 7, 2023 4:40 pm | #226 |
She throws her bag on the coffee table and her coat on the couch, she slumps down on the couch and she tries to talk but can't get any words out. I see impending tears beginning to sting the backs of her eyes and swallow, trying to dissolve the characteristic lump in her throat. She knows she doesn't have to hide her emotions, so, realizing she is inevitably crying, she leans her head on my shoulder (as I am sitting on the couch) and her tears start to flow violently from her eyes. With a broken voice she manages to say: "I'm just so heart broken. I kept looking at the kids at the daycare next door from my office window. I could barely keep it together." As she finishes the last word a gutteral sob finally escapes her throat.
I feel my heart break seeing her like this. I feel her huge, burning tears like rain on my neck, sliding across my skin until they are absorbed by the collar of my shirt. I can't help but to straight myself and hold her trembling body as she violently sobs in my arms, her tears start to feel like a hot storm on my neck. After about 30 seconds I break the hug, only to find her face completely covered in a wet layer of tears, unable to identify single tear streaks. I give each cheek a kiss, then with all the love I can give her, wipe her cheeks clear of tears.
Not 10 seconds go by, when her cheeks already have 3 thick, shiny streaks each one. I kiss a tear from the middle of each cheek, wiping the streaks from her outer corners with the pads of my fingers, drying the streaks from the middle of her cheeks with the back of my fingers and taking care of the tears and thick streaks with my thumbs.
I give her another strong hug, feeling her starting to sob again, I know she has to let it all out and that's what I'm here for. Once I break the hug again to give her a breath. I smile as I try to lighten the mood: "Has anyone ever told you you look beautiful with big tears running down your cheeks as they draw artistic thick streaks on your beautiful face?" I kiss a couple of salty tears from each cheek, lovingly drying her tear streaks, dropping my hands on the middle of her thighs, feeling the characteristic and extremely feminine jiggle of her muscles, I am starting to love feeling the ripple of her jiggling muscles bouncing my hands on her soft skin. I smile at her as I comfortingly give her soft muscles a gentle squeeze, feeling my fingers sink in her tender skin and muscles.
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Posted by Princess_Lucky1731 January 8, 2023 5:39 am | #227 |
All of a sudden through my sobs I feel him comfortingly holding my body in his arms. I let myself sob loudly, shake violently and let my tears rain on his neck. After a short while he breaks our hug, looks at my face briefly before leaning in and kissing each of my cheeks delicately. I then feel him wiping my cheeks clear of tears.
No sooner than he had cleared my tears I felt new tears begin to flow over my cheeks, leaving what feels like multiple streaks. I then feel him kiss a single tear from the middle of each of my cheeks before wiping their streaks with the pads of his fingers making sure to dry the streaks from the middle of my cheeks with the backs of his fingers, taking care of the rest of my tears and their thick streaks with his thumbs.
He encourages me to let out another sob by wrapping me in another strong hug. After a few sec he breaks our hug and asks me, while looking into my tear filled eyes, if anyone has ever told me how beautiful I look while crying. Before I even have a chance to answer he leans in and kisses a couple more tears from each of my cheeks, drying their streaks before dropping his hand on the middle of my thighs making them jiggle. He gives me a smile as he gives them a gentle squeeze.
Too tired to continue crying yet to upset to stop I lay my head back on his shoulder and continue to let my tears flow (this time without any sobbing). My stomach still ached from how hard I was sobbing a few min ago. I then encouraged myself to take a few shaky breaths trying to center myself. With that I closed my eyes still trying to center myself and the next thing I knew I was opening my eyes an hr later, covered in the quilt that was laying on the back of the couch, my head still on his shoulder.
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Posted by Amans lacrimae January 10, 2023 4:49 pm | #228 |
As I still have my hands on her warm thighs she leans her head on my shoulder, tears still falling down her cheeks, some even land on my hands, I can't help but raise the hand that has the possibility to reach her cheek and lovingly start wiping tears off her exposed cheek (the other was shielded by my shoulder).I tenderly wipe her tears until they stop, I have never experienced anybody crying in their sleep, she fell asleep and tears still slipped out of her eyes for a couple of minutes. I allow her to sleep in my arms. I pull a quilt from the other side of the couch and cover ourselves, I rest my hand on her soft thigh, caressing it from the hem of her shorts to her knee and back, feeling it tremble and jiggle every now and then. After about an hour she wakes up. I ask: "How are you feeling?" As I caress her cheek, feeling her still sticky skin.
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Posted by Princess_Lucky1731 January 10, 2023 10:26 pm | #229 |
As I'm sleeping I feel a warm hand on my cheek wiping my tears away. After a few min I feel his hand move to my thigh and begin delicately caressing it from the hem of my shorts to my knee. I enjoy the feels for a bit as I continue to sleep lightly. As soon as I wake up I sleepily look up at him and he asks me how I'm feeling.
Hungry. " I say still half asleep and trying to process how I really feel emotionally.
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Posted by Amans lacrimae January 10, 2023 10:31 pm | #230 |
As she wakes up I ask her how she is feeling, she answers:
Hungry. I give her relaxed thigh a soft pat, her muscles jiggling, making my hand bounce on it as I hear a slap. I smile at her and move to get up and bring her at least a bowl of cereal. I ask her: “what would you like me to prepare?”
