Results – Two thin lines
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It was February 13 that morning that I found out I was pregnant, right after my bed frame broke during my first kiss with my work crush. I was happy, and she didn’t make me hide it. It almost seemed like she was feeding on it.
We set my frame back up, but it would need some help, and she assured me she would be happy to come back and fix it. She was going to come back.
We moved some blankets and made a bed on the floor. It was still pretty cold. We cuddled into the makeshift bed, with our clothes still on under the covers, including her Denver Broncos jacket. She asked me how I was feeling, and what I wanted. She told me she was beautiful. She gently stroked my face and hair, and gazed into my eyes as we spoke.
Are you dealing with an emotionally immature adult?
She kissed me several times, slowly, with lingering lips, and hot melting breath. She nuzzled my neck and told me that she wanted me.
I was absolutely 100% down for this! That wasn’t the SCRIPT in her head however, as she reassured me that she was going to go slow. I didn’t need reassurance, and I sure as hell didn’t need her to go slow. I did love the build up though.
She kissed me as she slid her hand down the front of my scrub pants, and rubbed my mound through my panties. She applied exquisite pressure, in expert rhythm, timed with our breath and kisses.
I moaned and she delighted. “Yes,” she urged, “it’s ok.”
It was more than ok. It was amazing.
I could feel how moist my panties had become as my engorged clit throbbed at her touch.
She kissed my neck, and my chest.
I scrambled to lift my shirt, and she stopped me.
“Not yet.”
I was dying in the temptation of it all.
I licked her earlobe, sucking it into my mouth, and feeling it pop out as my lips slid off it’s end. She released a slight moan of intrigue, and accusation. Maybe she was starting to get the idea that I wasn’t as innocent as she had made me out to be.
She cupped her free hand behind my head and kissed me deeply as her hand darted under my panties, sliding directly across my slippery clit, and making circles around it until I came loudly while she was still kissing me, and was clearly excited by the ruckus she had caused.
“Good girl,” she said, pulling her hand out from under the covers and licking her fingers.
I kissed her again, fingers still in her mouth, wanting so badly to reciprocate.
“In time,” she said, and she rolled out from underneath the blanket, and popped up on her feet.
“See you tonight,” she said, and she grabbed her sunglasses and keys and headed toward the door.
As an afterthought, as she stood in the doorway she said “Oh, I won’t be able to come over tomorrow. I have to spend it with my husband.”
Then she closed the door behind her.
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Operation **Reclaim** Loveland 
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