(Continued from here.)Sighing softly as he kisses her, Erica raises her arms over her head so that he can pull her shirt off. Well, his shirt that is now stretched out. She tried to pick one that he didn't wear all the time, but enough to smell like him even when she washed it ( Read more... )

Erica loves feeling like this. Like nothing is ever going to be wrong, and she can forget that she's in a village sometimes that likes to fuck with everyone. All that matters on nights like these are her and John ( Read more... )

It's taken a lot to keep a secret from John. Especially one like the pictures. But she knows if she waits and goes through with her plan as scheduled, it'll be worth it in the end. So, she seals up all of the pictures in a manila envelope and marks it 'FOR THE CHIEF'S EYES ONLY - CONFIDENTIAL'. Then she puts it in the desk drawer where he keeps his ( Read more... )

continued from hereErica kind of likes this, the water beating down on her back as she kisses him, her legs wrapped around him. Lazily she rocks against him, her mouth dropping down to his neck to lick and suck ( Read more... )

The past few days have been good - better than good. Erica’s been back at work, she’s been jogging every day and following that up with boxing after work at the gym. She feels like herself; an improved version, really, with the ring on her finger. No one asked at work but she did feel eyes on her - nothing malicious, just curiosity that she wasn’t ( Read more... )

For the first time since...she can't remember when, before she got sick, Erica has John staying the night to look forward to. She's been trying not to make it obvious that she misses him, has been trying hard not to say anything that would make him feel guilty because she knows that the kids come above her. If it were Tyler and she had this chance ( Read more... )