It was after one o’clock when I moved out from under her and wrapped both towels around her and slid naked into the captain’s chair. I started the motor and inched our way home at idle speed. Donna got up and sat down in my lap again and kissed me hard. I returned her passion.
After I tied up at my dock and shut off the anchor and navigation lights, we gathered our clothes and stepped onto the dock. I led her up the stairs to the deck and then turned and pulled her into me and whispered, “We can get dressed and I’ll drive you home or I could be somewhat presumptuous and ask you to stay.”
Donna moaned in what appeared to be relief and whispered back, “Oh my God. I was praying you’d ask.” She stretched up and kissed me on the chin and giggled when she realized that she’d missed my lips in the dark. I ushered her inside and shut the slider. In retrospect, I should have locked it but it never crossed my mind.
I took her clothes from her and set them on the kitchen bar. The digital clocks on the microwave oven and the stove provided enough light to navigate through the kitchen and down the hall to the bathroom where a red LED nightlight glowed. I didn’t turn on any lights and I left her there and opened the second door from the bathroom to the bedroom and closed it behind me to give her some privacy. She wasn’t long and then I took my turn.
She was under the covers and shivering or trembling when I pushed in beside her. She was ice cold and she quickly pulled herself against me for my body warmth. I ran my hands down her back to the hollow of her spine at her waist and up the slope of her ass and hips. She was covered with goose bumps. She trembled as I pushed my hand between her thighs from behind. She parted them to give me access but the only significant spot I could reach from there was her anus so I touched her there.
Donna pulled away from my hand and she whispered, “No. I don’t do that.” I wasn’t offended in the slightest. I was sure most women had zero interest in anal sex. I moved my hand back up her ass to her slim waist and then up to her breasts and tweaked her erect nipple. She giggled and whispered, “I do do that.” I chuckled and kissed her.
Donna’s cold skin turned to fire as we made passionate love again before we drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms. We were putting out so much heat that we had to kick off the covers as we gasped for oxygen. Later in the early morning hours, I pulled the covers back over us. I kissed Donna on the neck and she moaned in her sleep. She had spooned up in a fetal position on her side facing away from me. Her ass was pressed firmly against my flaccid cock. I cupped her left breast and she moaned again. I was immediately asleep again.
Before sunrise, I felt Donna get out of bed and go into the bathroom and shut the door. I was lying on my back with an enormous erection tenting the covers. My intention was to use it on Donna when she returned but I fell back asleep. I was pleasantly woken to the sensation of a blow job under the covers. I groaned hard as her lips slid down my shaft all the way to my balls. Something was odd but I couldn’t place what it was and then I realized that Donna had not been able to take any more than half of my cock. I lifted the covers but it was still too dark to see much. Then the covers were snatched out of my hand and pulled down my body to my knees.