I rolled out of bed on my side and went to the bathroom. I came back to the bedroom dressed in a pair of shorts and a tee shirt that I’d pulled out of the hamper. She turned her back to me and I zipped up her dress but not before I reached inside her dress and caressed her breasts. She trembled and moaned and then reset her resolve. I leaned over her shoulder and whispered, “You smell like sex.”
Donna giggled and said, “So do you. I’ll take a quick shower when I get home. I’ll have to deal with Sylvi’s probing questions. Can you come for breakfast?”
I kissed her and nodded, “I’ll need a shower first and some clean clothes.”
Donna sniffed me and grinned as she said, “Good idea.” She pecked her lips on mine and grabbed me by my flaccid cock through my shorts and with bra and panties in the other, led me toward the garage. I went willingly.