The First Morning without her

Life with Sabrina, and no Gemma, was going to feel wrong but it wasn’t going to suck. You still had each other.

Well, to be fair, it wasn’t going to suck but there would be sucking

Your petite girlfriend woke you up with a blowjob.

“Morning, baby,” she grinned once she’d drawn your orgasm out and swallowed it down.

“Good morning, beautiful,” you said, reaching down and running your fingers through her hair as you gazed into her eyes. She was grinning impishly, her hand still holding your cock as it slowly deflated, but she let go and scooted out from under the bed sheet and rolled to the edge of the bed.

“Lemme brush my teeth so I can kiss you without cum breath,” she said, hopping to her feet and heading for the bathroom, her cute little ass wiggling as she walked. “And don’t forget to text Gemma.”

The two of you had been awake long enough last night to catch Gemma’s text letting you know she’d finished the first leg of her journey and started her brief layover in LA. She didn’t have time to head out of the airport to go see any sights, but she was keeping her eyes open for any celebrity sightings. Her next leg was another layover in Hawai’i, which was going to be about 6 hours, which meant she’d be landing pretty much as you needed to wake up.

You could hear Sabrina brushing her teeth and smiled to yourself as you stretched and then grabbed your phone.

‘Good morning, love,’ you sent Gemma. ‘I hope you got some sleep on your flight. Miss you so fucking much.’

You sent it off and then took a picture of yourself snuggling the pillow she’d generally used while staying at Sabrina’s, frowning goofily with a big pout of your lower lip.

Sabrina came back out of the bathroom as you were getting up, her nudity making you groan softly. She was slender and sleek, her breasts cute, her butt even cuter, and her smile dazzling. Your girlfriend came right up to you, pressing her naked body to yours, and you leaned down to kiss her sweetly - and, because it was her, it turned sultry as she fed you some freshly minty tongue.

“Good morning,” you mumbled between kisses.

Her hand snaked between the two of you, fondling your cock, which you guessed was fair play because one of your hands had travelled down to grab her ass.

“We don’t have time,” Sabrina grumbled, almost a whine. No, it was definitely a whine. “I should have just climbed on instead of blowing you.”

“I enjoyed the blowjob a lot,” you sighed, pulling away. “But you didn’t get yours. Then again, Gemma did tell me to keep you on your toes and not give you everything you want.”

“I do not think she meant no morning fucking,” Sabrina said sternly.

You snorted and leaned down again, giving her one more quick peck. “I love you, Sabrina.”

“I love you too, John,” she said, giving your cock a final squeeze before letting go. The two of you quickly got dressed - for once there wasn’t a major need for a shower because you hadn’t had sex the night before. She really had cried her eyes out, and you’d shed more than a few tears yourself, as you both mourned the separation from Gemma. You’d felt a little awkward doing that, not used to letting your emotions pour out like that - ‘dude shit,’ Sabrina had called it, and had given you a brief lecture on how it was important for you to be able to express emotions like grief healthily because it would let you feel better in the long run, and faster. The fact that she quoted her Psych 203 professor and presented it as academically backed helped you accept it.

Gemma texted while you were quickly eating breakfast, your shoes already on and ready to head out the door.

‘Landed. Got some sleep, but not as much as I would have liked. 2 hour layover, I’m going to try and get 30min of fresh air and then get back through security.’

You both sent her back your love and then headed for work. She sent you a selfie and you were struck by the oddity of the timezones you were going to be dealing with - it was a bright August morning, the sun already up and beaming as you and Sabrina rode the bus, but it was just past midnight in Hawai’i and Gemma’s picture was over her under a street lamp, a tropical flower tucked behind her ear.

“Fuck, she’s so fucking pretty,” Sabrina murmured next to you on the bus. “I miss her face.”

“Me too,” you sighed. Then you texted Gemma. ‘Sabrina is drooling over how pretty you are, love. I managed to keep mine from spilling, but only barely.’

Gemma sent back a picture of her smirking and mid-eye roll.

“OK, so, we need to talk plans,” Sabrina said to you.

“Plans?” you asked.

“You know how everything suddenly got rushed with Gemma and trying to meet up with everyone and get everything done that we wanted to?” she asked. “Well, we’ve got a week and a half left. And with Emma being her Friday to Sunday, we lose the weekend. So I’m going to organize meeting up with Amanda tonight. It feels early to do that, but Maeve left yesterday too so she maybe needs the distraction as much as we do. And if we decide to content with her then we need to carve out a day next week to do that. Then we need evenings with Tasha and Becks apart and together, and one of the nights with Becks we should content too.”

You grunted, doing the quick math in your head - your last day at work was next Friday, and then you and Sabrina were leaving on Saturday. That left you nine nights in the city. Two were getting eaten up by Emma visiting, and two were going to Amanda. That left five between Tasha and Becks, and you would probably want to do a goodbye dinner and invite Becca and Charlotte, and maybe even Eric and Amanda.

“You know, we’re going to need a night to ourselves,” you said. “For rest, and getting work done on the site.”

“I know. We’ve got room for, like, one night. Though we can probably get a bunch done while teaching Emma, it’ll just be slow,” she said and then shook her head. “Fuck, where did the summer go?”

You wrapped your arm around her and hugged Sabrina to you from the side. “Right here,” you said.

She snorted, rolled her eyes, and hugged you back. It was corny, but you knew she’d like it.

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