Pammy's private journal:
Saturday, 16 September 1995
Sexy Saturday. (or: 'Come, Saturday morning!')
I was online till really late, you know, and as usual Vicki went to bed without me. Actually we don't make love every night-- but she is a morning person, and sometimes our mornings are just fabulous! We both woke up together at about 10.00, which was a lot of sleep for her, but then, she thinks she needs her 'beauty sleep'. I can't argue with how it makes her look. I was still sleepy, though, and she gave me a little kiss and let me rest, and she promised to surprise me with something for brekkie and then went round to the loo.
Mr and Mrs C suggested since we were going to be a whole semester here that we might want some more privacy and more freedom than we had in the house, sharing the guest room on the third floor and sleeping in the same bed. So they suggested the sleepout cottage for us. It is a cute little cottage at the other end of the pool, and it's even wired to the house network and has a cosy little nook in the loft for my computer where we can study. The loft is supposed to be my room, but we have only spent one night up here-- all the rest we have slept together down in the bedroom, which is supposed to be Vicki's room. [wink]
Anyway Vicki went out through the loo to the kitchen, which is really just a wet bar, except that we have a microwave and two electric cookers. We never really eat anything here but snacks and sometimes brekkie, like on the weekend. Vicki put her head in the room again and made sure I got up, and I went out to the sitting room and sort of fell into the couch. Then the kettle blew and she came out with tea and cakes.
It has been getting a little chilly here, and we are right on the beach, and so Vicki has been making hot tea nearly every morning to warm ourselves up before school. She came out with a little tray, and I looked at her, and saw that she had on this really cute little camisole, silky white and almost see-through, with a little flounce round the hips like it would hang over a shortie slip. Vicki has a lovely figure and it is always nice to see, but this morning she was especially cute because with her hair still mussed up a little, and the sun behind her, it glowed like a little halo on her head. That camisole is even transparent, like she were wrapped in a silken veil, just like an angel.
She set down the tray on the cocktail table, bending way forward, and then I realised that the only thing she had on was the camisole-- no panties! 'Well don't you look cute,' I said, like really casual, you know, like I wouldn't make an issue out of it, because I don't want to discourage her. [wink]
And she made a pretty smile, with the cutest little dimples, and then she stood up straight before me and said, 'Do you like it?' Then she twirled round on her toes, the most perfect pirouette you ever saw. She used to study ballet-- she was actually very good, and I only wish she would take it up again. She does look fabulous in ballet tights-- seeing her as a prima ballerina on stage would make me wet myself, I think! She twirled around, on her toes-- not on the balls of her feet, but actually on her toes. The little flounce of the camisole flew out like a tutu about her hips as she turned, flashing her bare bottom at me as she went round. She stopped, facing me again, and then giggled when she realised she was showing off. So modest she is!
She sat back down beside me on the couch and crossed her legs, and poured out for both of us. When she sat back, she arranged the little flounce in her lap like a skirt, like she didn't want to look too naked while we ate brekkie, but the really cute part was that the side of her leg was all bare along the couch to her tushie. And she does have the cutest tushie!
By now I was getting a little aroused, like I often do round her, especially when she's doing something cute. Vicki is very sexy, but she's sexy in a cute way-- not very threatening, I guess. But sometimes she's so romantic that I want to melt. She looked over at the fireplace and then she turned to me and asked if I wanted her to start a fire.
And I said, 'Why?' And I patted her leg and said, 'Maybe you're getting a little chilly, hun?'
I was still in the same red t-shirt from last night and my cotton panties, you know. The sun wasn't out, but it wasn't really so chilly. Vicki said, 'No, actually, I'm feeling a little warm.'
I shivered, because I was feeling a little warm too.
And Vicki said, very slowly and softly, 'I just thought a fire might keep the room from getting too-- humid....'
I shivered again, like crazy. She just sat there, pretty as you please, sipping her tea with her legs crossed, and once or twice she arranged the little flounce across her lap again, and all the while my crutch was getting sooo wet.... And I started to worry that she would see my panties getting darker, you know, and so I kept my legs crossed and tried not to look at her, because I did want to finish my tea and I wanted to see if she would actually suggest it this time. But I was shivering. And that camisole was looking sooo cute on her, sort of hanging from her shoulders and draping over her breasts where there were two pretty obvious bumps in her skin....
You know I couldn't resist her! I put my teacup down really gently and turned towards her, and she turned towards me, and we stared into each other's eyes for a really long time. Then she looked down at my lips, and I looked down at hers, and then I was leaning in to kiss her, like I was totally out of control of myself.
But Vicki wasn't. She even turned her head the other way, because she was sitting on my right, you know, and usually we both turn our heads to the right, to kiss, but she turned her head toward the couch so I would be on the outside, and she could lay down. This is how romantic she is! It just made me melt. She went down on her back on the couch and I came down on top of her, with our lips still together, and she put one leg up against the couch and wrapped her arms round me sooo lovingly....
I'm shivering just to tell it! The silky little camisole was up round her waist now, and I reached down with my hand and started stroking her leg and her thigh really gently, and then she started rocking herself up and down underneath me like she was sooo impatient.... And I was sooo wet I couldn't resist, and so I reached down and yanked my panties down off my bottom and threw them away into the room. They almost sailed into the fireplace, and we both giggled at little at that, till she was grabbing my tush and pushing herself up into me.
I could feel how wet she was where she was rubbing against my leg. So I slipped two fingers up into her and we just started going crazy. I remember I was on my knees on the couch above her, leaning down and holding my lips on hers till she could hardly breathe, with her fingers up inside me and my fingers really pushing into her, harder and faster than ever. Vicki was sooo hot inside! She was making all sorts of desperate noises and tears were coming out of her eyes but she kept going and finally we hit together, and I think I even fainted on top of her for a few minutes. It was fabulous!
After a little while we sat up to finish our tea, and Vicki took my hand and dipped my two fingers into her cup, to see if she could taste her flavour in it. It works better with cold drinks-- and also wine. But she liked it. I kissed her a few times, but I didn't want her to take off that sexy little camisole for anything, even though I was a sweaty mess and I wanted to take off my t-shirt. I just sat with her and caressed her breasts through the silk-- it fit sooo snugly on her! Her nipples started to grow hard and stand out again, and she started to get aroused and her breathing was really hot and hard....
But she suggested we should finish brekkie and take a shower together. So we cleared the table and then I took off the t-shirt and went in to start the water. Vicki is sooo sweet in the shower-- she loves to wash my hair and massage my back. She stepped inside with me, and washed my hair, and then wrapped her arms round me from behind and fondled me all over with the suds while she pressed herself into my tushie. I turned round once and we just stood there under the really hot water and kissed and kissed and kissed. It was sooo wonderful!
For the rest of the morning we just lay in bed naked and held hands, watching out the window as the clouds blew away.