Spencer smiled to herself.  “Now it’s your turn to open your front door.”

Ashley’s heart leapt.  Spencer was here?  Ashley turned towards the door and cautiously opened it.  Spencer stood before her, even more radiant than earlier in the day.  She was wearing a beige trench coat, her soft golden curls framing her face.  But before Ashley could take in anything else, Spencer let the trench coat fall to the ground.  Ashley was stunned, but in an instant, her shock gave way to intense desire.  Ashley tried to take it all in – Spencer’s deep blue eyes, luscious full lips, small but supple breasts, hard nipples, slender waist, beautifully sculpted legs, and perfectly smooth cunt.  She could feel her own nipples harden and wetness building up between her legs.  She longed to explore every last inch of Spencer’s body with her tongue.

Without giving Ashley more time to enjoy the view, Spencer stepped across the threshold brought her lips to her former lover’s, sliding her tongue between Ashley’s parted lips.  Their tongues danced, as if Latin lovers gliding across the floor.  Without warning, Spencer broke their embrace and strode across the wooden floor.  Ashley, still trying to recover from the shock of pure, innocent Spencer disrobing on her doorstep, slowly closed the door.  Her eyes followed Spencer’s flawless nude body across the loft as Spencer turned the corner to Ashley’s bedroom. 

“Coming?” Spencer both pleaded and insisted in a sultry voice. 

“Uh, [cough], yes!” Barely breathing, Ashley almost choked over her own voice. 

When Ashley turned the corner to her bedroom, she lost her breath for the second time in as many minutes.  There were no words to describe how gorgeous and sexy Spencer was on top of Ashley’s queen-sized bed.  She lie diagonally across the bed, on her left side and had propped her head up with her left hand.  Knees slightly bent, Spencer had not yet removed her heels. 

“Like what you see?”

Ashley could barely make out a nod. 

Spencer smiled, and yet a blush at once crept over her face.  She had never done something so impulsive and daring before.  She felt powerful.

Spencer beckoned Ashley with her finger.  “Well, come over here.  I want you.” Spencer pushed herself up and knelt on the edge of the bed.  From this position, Spencer was a few inches taller than Ashley, and so when Ashley came close enough, Spencer took her in her arms, and with her head tilted down, she touched her lips to Ashley’s.  Softly, at first, Spencer kissed Ashley at the corners of her mouth, but soon their lips and tongues became entwined.  Soon, their kisses became deeper and more passionate.  Spencer had barely touched the bottom of Ashley’s shirt before Ashley threw it across the floor.  Ashley leaned forward and pressed against Spencer’s exposed body.  Instead of bringing her lips up to Spencer’s, Ashley cupped Spencer’s right breast, tilted her head down and softly took it into her mouth.  Ashley’s wet tongue explored the supple breast, then centered in on the nipple, as if trying to get it harder than it already was.  She flicked Spencer’s nipple with her tongue, then sucked on it.