Coming up the stairs arms full of freshly dried towels.

The sun had set and a dark shadow streaked into the hallway. Reaching the clloset, the towels slide easily into their place. Closing the door I had no time to turn. My arms taken and placed high on the closet door, held in place with one hand while your other hand slipped down and reached under the oversized tee shirt and into the bottom edge of my panties. Your hot breath on my neck as you tell me to be still, keep quiet. I feel your finger slide into me, finding wetness within. You quickly reach for your zipper and release your throbbing member, slipping it eaily under the edge of my thin panties and into my tightness. I pull air into my lungs for it fills me so full I want to object, I close my eyes and let you have your way. The wieght of your body holds me against the closet door as you find the release you needed. Your breath hot on my neck. As I fall away from the closet door, I turn to look at you, a smile on my face....

you are gone.