Recovery.

Feeling my lungs are no longer about to burst, I roll onto my side and admire the Vietnamese beauty next to me. Min’s skin is a pale straw colour than glistened with a sheen of perspiration. Her hair was streaked together from this same sweat and was in a dreadful state of bed hair from rolling around with me.

I take her by her far hip and roll her back into me, hugging her back to my chest. My arms encircle her and she entwines hers with mine so we are snuggled together tight.

“You were amazing,” I tell her with the utmost sincerity.

“So were you,” Min agrees. “I’ve never had anyone make me feel the way you do. I just can’t get enough.”

“Me either. You drive me wild. Its like I’m hooked on you.”

“Aww sweetie,” Min says as she leans back to give me a tender kiss.

I hold her like this as we continue to enjoy the feeling of closeness after a crazy night and morning together.

“Maddie’s jacket is in your wardrobe by the way. I saw it while I was hiding in there. I thought I was sprung for sure when she went to go look for it.”

“Damn. I didn’t realise it was even still there. I just said whatever I could to keep her from catching you,” I say shaking head at how close we had come to being caught.

“I don’t want Maddie to find out about us,” Min told me then. “I like this but don’t want her knowing. It would upset her too much.”

“Yeah. This is just between me and you,” I promised.

“And Maddie too when she wants you,” Min said, opening me up to having sex with her friend again.

“Really? Are you sure,” I asked confirming.

Sure. You just have to fuck me again straight afterwards. This belongs to me,” Min said as she reached begin her to grab my cock and balls in her hand. Squeezing them tight for emphasis.

“Whatever you say,” I concede laughing, Min in the far better negotiating position.

“We should really have a shower. We stink of sex.” Giving both of us a sniff.

“Yeah I really need to wash up. I hope you’ve got a towel for me.”

We got up and headed to my bathroom, leaving the devastation of my bedroom. I turned the shower on and brought the water to a nice hot temperature. Min joined me, stepping under the water to soak her hair. There is just something about sharing a shower with a person having just made love together. The water seems to reinforce the bond between two people. Min and I were inseparable in the shower. Unable to keep our hands off each other for a minute. Each using the excuse of washing the other as a reason to touch, tease and excite the other once again. Our shower must have damn near emptied the hot water system of the entire apartment building as we kissed underneath the hot water and I pinned Min to the wall.

Amazingly we kept ourselves from screwing each other long enough to get out of the shower, dry each other off and get dressed.

We were both rumbling with hunger pains and made the mutual decision to head to the closest cappuccino strip for a late Sunday lunch. Min offered to drive having parked in the visitors bays last night.

Picking a quiet Italian dinner, we were the only people in the restaurant and had our choice of tables. Min wanted the table with a long white linen table cloth that was tucked away in the corner. The waitress dropped us off some menu and left to give us some time to decide.