3: Dominus Domina.
The half moon sat artfully in the night sky casting its pale light into my room as I lay on my bed staring up at the shadows it cast.
Both my hands were gently stroking either side of my sex as the events of the day fed my imagination and played out over and over in my head as I closed my eyes breathing deeply of the sensations flowing through me.
A stray finger rubbed my still deliciously sore pussy that I had flushed clean when I got home earlier and my thoughts turned back to him.
After we left the motel, he drove me home and pulled up a few yards from my house.
We didn't talk much. Both of us dealing with our emotions in our own way and still coming to terms with the beginnings of our relationship. I undid the seat belt and reached for the door.
"Jen, I uh," he started to say but I quickly put a finger to his lips.
I squeezed his hand. "Shhhhhh, I'm fine. That was wonderful. Everything was perfect. Go to work. I'll see you tomorrow."
He nodded as I got out and I stood to watch as he drove away.