Mr. J left again last night. We had just under a week together, and now we’re on the last leg of our time apart. One more month or so and I won’t be away from home any longer!

We spent our visit sharing a hotel room with my brother and occasionally my mother, so we had to learn quickly how to be discreet lest we explode.

The first day that Mr. J and I were together, we could not keep our hands off each other but had to be very well behaved because we were always in the room with someone else. We had many a moment where we would share a sweet kiss and both be shaking to take it further.

Finally, after bedtime, we were cuddling in our bed and stopped being able to help ourselves. We were spooning; his arms were wrapped around me, his face nuzzled into my neck, and it felt so amazing to be able to experience this kind of physical contact again. I turned my head to the side and we kissed, as quietly as we could. We started squeezing each other and running our fingers over each other’s arms, and grinding our hips very softly against each other.

We had to stay very quiet at all times, but it took a minimum of movement to get me very worked up very quickly. In no time we had adjusted our pajamas just enough for him to slip his cock inside me, still spooning me, still barely moving or making a sound.

At times we just lay there, listening to each other try to keep our breathing normal, flexing our muscles to try to make the other twitch. I was getting closer and closer to blowing our cover with a little squeak, when we both froze to hear the sounds of stirring on the other side of the room. We lay there not moving, not breathing, just waiting. And then Mr. J thrust into me as deep as he could and I had to stifle a moan.

After a little while, he started fingering my ass and whispered that he wanted to cum inside me. I nodded very enthusiastically so he pulled out and started fucking me in the ass, very very slowly. He pulled me very close with his arms around me and bit my shoulder. I dug my nails into his forearms and ground myself against him.

We changed positions slightly so that I was on my back, with him still on his side and wrapped around me. I rubbed my clit and he fingered my pussy while he continued fucking me in the ass. I came twice this way, one orgasm quickly following the other. I whispered his name as quietly as I could manage, trying to express most of my enjoyment through the way I moved, the way I kissed him, the way I gripped his arm.

We switched back to spooning and we started going as fast as we could manage without making the bed squeak (even this was very, very slow, but it was amaazing). It felt so amazing to feel him cum…his teeth biting into the skin on the back of my neck, his movements working up to the level of frenzied and then feeling his body tense up and hearing that beautiful super quiet moan escape his throat…

After a month without him, it was a wonderful way to reconnect.