Night #2

Later that evening, Katie and Micah were once again preparing for bed.

The rest of the night had been uneventful so far. After her shower, Katie had returned downstairs, and the two of them had lost themselves in some 'couple time' as Katie liked to call it. Basically, they were together, but not. Micah had been twiddling absent-mindedly on his guitar - a hobby he persisted with to no great avail - and Katie chose to do some beading in front of the TV.

All evening, Micah had been unable to stop leching over his girlfriend. She had chosen a transparent negligee to wear about the house, and it left absolutely nothing to Micah's imagination. The underwear she had on clung so tightly to her pussy that he could make out the slight indent of her lips beneath them, and her breasts were set to burst out of the top.

Around 11.00 they went upstairs, prepared for bed, and slunk beneath the covers after closing the door, closing the windows, double (and triple) checking the front door, and setting the camera up with a wide view of the room, the bedroom door and the hallway outside.

Katie seemed worn out, but Micah was horny as hell. He rolled over, and began to stroke Katie's thigh. She pushed him away.

"Micah, I'm tired, can we just go to bed please? Tomorrow - I promise."