                           "A Stolen Moment"

"I want you tonight."  Allie pitched her whisper low enough  that
the kids couldn't hear.  Her smile was an open invitation.

I smiled back.  "Let's get the kids to bed.  Now."

"I think Ellen's already in bed; I haven't heard her for a while.
She needs the sleep; she has a touch of fever."

She had gone to bed all right.  Our bed.  There may  be  parents,
somewhere, up to evicting a screaming, feverish, two-year-old.  I
wish I could be that hard-hearted, sometimes.  Instead, Allie and
I beat a rapid retreat.

"Now what?"  Despite my frustration, I had to laugh.   Two  horny
adults driven from their own bedroom by a toddler.

"Can you hold out till  tomorrow  night?"   Her  mouth  twitched,
hinting at a rueful smile.

"I'll take a shower.  A long, cold,  shower."   Her  kiss  was  -
almost - worth the enforced wait.

***

Shower done, I pulled on a pair of pajama pants as  a  concession
to  our  uninvited  guest before opening the door to the bedroom.
The pants may have been unnecessary; Ellen had  finally  gone  to
sleep, curled up in the blankets on her mother's side of the bed.
She didn't even stir when I slipped in beside her.

Allie was probably still reading, but I needed to  get  up  early
the next morning.  Frustration or no, I was soon asleep.

***

I woke up when Allie slid in beside me.  I looked across the room
to  the  glowing  letters on the alarm clock.  1 AM.  Allie *had*
been reading late.

"Can you give me a kiss, dear?"  I  offered  a  token  peck;  she
pulled  me  closer  and  turned  it  into  a  much more leisurely
production.  Not that I had any objections; her  kisses  are  the
next  best thing to all-out sex. Especially since she was wearing
only a pair of bikini briefs.  Despite my best intentions, it was
impossible to ignore the pair of erect nipples poking insistently
into my chest, or the smooth legs that encircled mine.

"Cock Teaser!"  I must have sounded  hopelessly  plaintive.   She
just  chuckled, enjoying the effect she was having.  Plainly, she
was taking her frustrations out on me.

Finally, she let go.  I glanced over my  shoulder  at  the  baby.
She  was still sleeping.  No surprise there; once she sleeps, she
*sleeps*.   I've  seen  her  fall  out  of  bed  without  waking.
Reassured, I returned my attention to her mother.

Allie gasped when I slid down and took  a  nipple  in  my  mouth.
I've  always  loved Allie's breasts; though small busted, she has
large, responsive, nipples.  She did her best to keep quiet as  I
suckled.

"Bastard!  I *really* want you now."  I'd never heard  a  whisper
through  clenched  teeth  before.   She  stifled  a  moan  when I
switched my attack to her other breast.  I could detect  a  faint
sweet  taste,  the  last  hint  of  her  milk.  She moaned again,
louder.

Suddenly, she pulled away.  I could  feel  her  pulling  off  her
briefs.

"Take off your pants.  And let me on top.  I don't want  to  wake
her up."

Naked, we kissed again before she rolled me onto my back.  On the
far  side  of  the  bed, I could hear the baby's faint snores.  I
forgot them when  Allie  mounted  me;  sometime  today,  probably
before  I  had  come  home,  she had shaved her pussy.  Even as I
thrust up into her tight wetness, I chuckled.  No wonder she  was
so hot, and so easily frustrated, tonight!

We did our best to keep quiet.  I let Allie set the pace; between
her  smooth  skinned  cunt, and her erect nipples dragging up and
down my chest,  it  took  self  control  not  to  come  at  once.
Fortunately,  Allie  must  have felt the same way.  After no more
than a couple of minutes, she ground her groin  (smooth,  smooth)
against  my pubic bone a final time and shuddered.  A few frantic
whimpers  escaped  between  her  clenched  teeth.  I  cupped  her
buttocks  firmly  and  surged  upward  to join her.  I managed to
stifle my shout of triumph.

We didn't shift position, afterwards, for a long time.   She  may
have  been  asleep, or nearly so;  I just treasured the sensation
of her small sweet body cradled on my chest.  It wasn't till  the
baby  rolled  over onto her back (snores suddenly louder) that we
reluctantly slid from the bed to clean up.

We had to wear nightclothes again, but Allie pulled  my  hand  up
beneath  her  gown  till  it cupped a small, firm, breast.  I was
still holding her the next morning.
