AR Returns Ch20

There is no procedure for all this, although there are little differences that Riley notices when she and Adella arrive. Instead of a robe, Jess wears silk pajamas. Instead of dressing like she doesn’t care, Stef wears a robe. It’s not as overtly sexy as the one Jess used, but it still creates an interesting look on Stef’s wiry frame. Very interesting.

“You look beautiful,” Adella murmurs to her as she hangs up her jacket.

Stef rolls her eyes and hands Adella a drink. That’s another difference: instead of glasses of wine, Stef and Jess have mixed some cocktails. Strong ones.

“Oh boy,” Riley says after one sip. “We’re playing for keeps now.”

That’s accurate. Fortunately, Jess seems more than happy to cut through the red tape. The awkwardness and unstructured nature of things don’t slow her down at all. She compliments outfits, mixes drinks, and remarks on the weather, and Adella finds herself sitting beside Stef on that little duvet once again.

Jess has Riley on the bed, having all but torn her clothes off. Riley couldn’t look sexier in lacy white her lacy white, and even Jess seems a little flustered by it. Riley giggles as Jess touches, kisses, and even licks her body, eyes shining when she looks at the cute little head of Riley’s hard cock poking up against her belly.

Adella isn’t letting Stef edge away this time. She sits comfortably with her legs crossed and her arm around the older woman’s narrow shoulders. She holds her drink, gazing contentedly over the rim at the scene unfolding on the bed.

“You smell good,” she notes to Stef, who is entranced by the sight of Riley’s perfect body in that underwear. Her hands are in her lap, clutching her drink and hiding the inevitable tent.

Jess lets out a squeal of delight as Riley remembers that they’re being watched. She remembers her pride and climbs on top, straddling Jess, who seems delighted by this turn of events. Riley bends forward on her hands and knees to kiss her, then realizes that she’s pointing her ass straight at the audience. She hesitates and looks over her shoulder hesitantly. Then she decides to just go with it.

Stef swallows as Riley kisses Jess deeply. Quickly enough, her slim fingers undo the buttons and Jess’s pajama top comes off, revealing that black bra and some luscious cleavage. Jess hasn’t been shy with the body butter. Her skin gleams in the lamplight and she smells like a softcore porn set. In a good way, clearly, as a little precum dribbles onto the bed from Riley’s trapped cock. But nobody’s looking at that.

Jess is looking up at Riley’s face, all excitement.

Stef is looking at her wife, topless underneath a younger woman in their bed.

Adella gazes at Riley’s panty-clad ass as though she’s admiring something priceless in the Louvre. They’re all on the same page. Sort of.