I wrapped my arms around her waist. Her arms went around my neck and our lips touched. Unlike the night before, we had plenty of time so there was no need to rush. We softly kissed. Her tongue brushed against my lips, and they opened and I sucked it into my mouth. My hands moved down and cupped her round ass. She moaned as my fingers traced her crack. My cock pressed against her stomach. Her small breasts were pressed into my chest. She pushed back and broke our kiss. “Are you going to show me to our bedroom?” I smiled and took her hand to lead her to my bedroom. Unlike the common assumption of bachelors, my house was clean. Everything was organized and in its place. So when we entered my, our, bedroom, the bed was made and there was no clutter. I walked to the bed, pulled the covers back and she climbed on, turning onto her back. She reached for me and I joined her. Our kissing resumed. I kissed her sweet lips for a few minutes before moving my lips from hers to her neck. Her soft. Simple. He unrolled himself from his cocoon and pulled off his t-shirt. Simple. Nobody else would be awake for hours, so he had time to evaporate in some semblance of privacy.Complicated. As alone as he was in his physical space, he was not alone in his head space. His mind wandered to the events of the past day, and his mind wandered to the last face he had seen before retiring to his sofa for the night. It had not been anyone in his apartment - they had been asleep for some time when Alex made his way back home at midnight and crawled into his small space. He had been with Daphne and had made the fifteen-minute drive home at midnight.Complicated. Labels never defined Alex, at least not in his own mind. Married? As far as he was concerned, he had not been married for years. A separation agreement and a divorce application filed with the court, and it was just a matter of time before the legal labels would be changed. Married? Separated? Divorced? The laws, whether of the land in.
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