Kissing her wife

Reaching the bottom of the stairs, Anna took the time to smooth out her skirt and petticoats. The last thing Delia needed was her lover looking all messy.

"I'm ready for my kiss." Anna announced and stood up straight. Delia made her way over, a smile hanging from the woman's face. It felt so good to get some intimacy between the couple after what had felt like an absolute eternity.

Lips meeting, the smooch that followed was absolutely heavenly. Energy surging across their bodies, nothing else could possibly compare to this feeling. Was this what Delia gave her on a daily basis? That was the most likely explanation here. Yet, that didn't feel like the complete picture.

"Is something wrong?" Delia inquired and Anna shook her head, the pair breaking away. Thoughts of going outside flooded the butch's mind.

"Do you think we can go somewhere?" Anna inquired and got a deep breath from her lover. What could possibly be the reason behind that reaction?