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Twelve a.m. sharp. It was the only moment of the day that she found her lost peace. Martha could always use some silence; Even if it meant to ignore her exhaustion and use the time in her hands to grade some paperwork. Not the smartest idea, as she was becoming cross-eyed by so many X’s and Y’s, something that never occurred to her when pondering the possibility of becoming a Math teacher. At that moment she regretted it.
Lately, Martha’s days boiled down to having to deal with energetic children and their endless stamina, that came in the form of incessant jabbering and tantrums, not only at work but now at home as well.
Amidst the silent pitch darkness, Wright came out of the bedroom and lurked the redhead as if she was her prey. Walking light as a feather, the brunette approached and greeted her with a surprise kiss on the left side of her neck, earning a gasp and a jumpscare. “Jesus, Karen!”
Staring at the doe-eyed woman with a momentary annoyed expression, the reading glasses on the end of her nose were removed swiftly as the other woman giggled at her reaction and hugged her from behind, well-aware that Martha wasn’t that angry. She could never. “Stop it! You always do this.”
“And it works every time,” placing her chin on Dobie’s shoulder, Martha rolled her eyes at the sight of the smirk on her lips.
“I already have to deal with children all day, I come home and have to deal with two more.”
“Two?!” Karen asked, exasperatedly.
“Yes, two.”
Giggling once again, Karen slapped her arm lightly, only to nuzzle into the curve of her neck right after, as she mindlessly watched Dobie going through her students’ algebraic expressions, not understanding a damn thing, and the poor handwriting made it all worse. Math was never her strongest suit, that’s why Martha was always in charge of their money and bills; If Karen were the one to deal with them they’d probably have to declare bankruptcy.
“Did she give you a tough time to fall asleep tonight?” The question popped among the silence whilst Karen was very much immersed in her wave of thoughts.
She smiled at the recent memory, “Now that she’s entering the talking phase, I pretty much have to listen to her babbling nonsense stories and pretend to understand what she says until she gets too tired.” Karen’s voice exuded exhaustion as she naturally caressed Martha’s bare freckled arm. “She’ll grow up to be a talker.”
“The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.” Martha teased, a smirk hanging on the corners of her velvety lips.
Both shared a funny look, their noses almost touching, and, underneath, two lips that longed for each other.
“Well, aren’t you witty tonight?” Dobie let out a nasal laugh at the remark and made sure to get right back to work, even with Wright’s presence being extremely alluring and distracting. “Do I really talk that much?” The brunette asked after a brief beat between them.
“Just the right amount, honey.”
“Good, because you’re stuck with me.”
“Lucky me.”
With her hands still in touch with Martha’s shoulders, the brunette went back to her original position, as she allowed the Math teacher to have some personal space. Now Karen massaged her stiff muscles lovingly.
“You’re so tense, Martha. You musn’t work too much, or else you’ll die at 42.” The redhead started feeling ticklish as Wright’s grip became harder on her shoulders, her steady thumbs in circular motions against her skin.
“You two would do perfectly fine without me,” it came out in a mumble, as her eyes never left the papers.
“No, we wouldn’t. We would not …”
The room suddenly went silent, the only thing they could hear was Martha’s pen’s violent scribbling, and every time a deep, tired breath escaped her lips in the meantime.
Now placing her chin on Dobie’s head after a lasting kiss, Karen’s sneaky hands used Martha’s million freckles as cardinal points to explore every inch of exposed skin.
“I’m tired.” Karen mumbled in a hoarse voice followed by a long yawn.
“Go to bed,” she said simply, never looking away from the equations.
“Not without you.”
“Well, it will take some time.”
“Stop torturing yourself, darling. Your students won’t be disappointed if you don’t return these by tomorrow, in fact, from what I can see, you’ll be doing them a favor.”
Not earning a response from her lover, she let out a frustrated sigh. At that point, her hands created lives of their own, playing with one of the straps of the nightgown. Karen went as far as she dared, moving her touch to Martha’s clavicle and then the entrance of the generous neckline.
Shutting her eyes close, the redhead felt dizzy by the moment and Wright’s tender, shameless touch, as if she’d just had a couple glasses of wine. A silly smirk now stamped her face, knowing very well where all this was leading to.
“You’re distracting me,” she mumbled.
“That’s the point,” Karen purred in her ear, her lips brushing her earlobe. “I miss you Martha. Please come to bed.”
Dobie let out a snort, as the brunette tickled the curve of her neck with the tip of her nose, taking in the familiar musky scent. “If I’m being witty, you’re being way too naughty tonight.” Lost staring into each other’s eyes for the third time that night, somehow, among the darkness, Martha could still notice the hazel eyes darkening due to lust.
“It’s been so long, I barely remember the last time. Please remind me.” Wright’s low tone was so seductive, the arousal hit Martha lower in the stomach.
“What if Jo has a nightmare in the middle of the night and sneaks into the room?” With the ocean eyes locked onto the plump lips, Karen was slowly on her way to make both meet in a passionate, longing kiss.
“We’ll lock the door.”
“What if she hears us?”
“Then I guess you’ll have to be quiet.”
At the feeling of their noses caressing each other passionately, Dobie closed her eyes, numbed by the delightful moment. “You seem to have everything figured out, don’t you?”
“I can still have you right here on this desk, but we don’t want to wake up Jo, do we?” Suddenly, Martha’s mind became polluted by the obscene images of Karen pleasuring her right there. They’ve never done it before. She could feel her underwear dampening at the sight. “It’s your pick, darling.”
Feeling inebriated by her lover’s words, smell and presence, Martha satisfied the desire of touching her by finally locking their lips in an intense, needy kiss, which Karen welcomed with a muffled and breathy moan. Wright’s tongue entered Martha’s mouth and elevated the kiss deliciously.
The brunette’s touchy nature caused her to place one of her hands on the nape of her neck as the other gently went past her collarbone and met her left breast over the silk nightgown. In the meantime, Karen felt the redhead’s palm resting softly on her cheek as they savored each other.
Against the sneaky hand grew a hardened nipple, and Wright made sure to swallow the soft gasp the Math teacher made at the friction against the sensitive area, in order to keep their little girl still sound asleep. Moving the velvety lips lovingly to her flushed right cheek, then the jaw, the chin and descending to the beautiful neck she’d met minutes earlier that night, caused the redhead to gently buckle her hips and subtly straddle the air, searching for friction.
Silently noticing the redhead’s growing desire, Karen kissed her for the second time that night, now her digits explored the slender waist, gently pulling her to stand up from the chair and helping her sit on the redwood desk, tossing all the papers and knick knacks away to have more room. Their lips never dared to separate, Martha was too lost on them to think about anything else. Drawn by Dobie’s vicious scent, the brunette proceeded to distribute kisses from her lips, to her chin until she reached the delicate neck.
“What’s the verdict, love?”
Lust hit her so hard that even after Karen’s audible question, Martha found it difficult to get down to Earth and formulate an answer.
After sensing the tenderness of having Wright brush the tip of her nose against her cheek, having her face so close to hers, and feeling the doe eyes permeating every inch of her features right after, Martha was no longer protesting.
“I want you to have me right here, right now,” quietly, she mumbled against the sugary lips, doing her best to not sound a needy mess.
Too late. Karen knew better.
After raising her eyebrows in surprise, the brunette let out a silent giggle, “Oh hello, Ms. Naughty Dobie, long time no see.” She joked, “Jo’s no longer an issue?”
“I promise I’ll keep it down,” a growing smirk on the gamine features went unnoticed by Martha.
“I’m not sure I believe you, darling,” Karen put on her best dissimulated face, as her hands achingly slowly touched the bare freckled arms and lightly brushed her breasts, until they landed, once again, on the tiny waist. “You’re not the quietest woman in bed.”
“I’ll be good, I swear, just– Please, Karen…” Martha whispered, now the lust consuming her spoke louder.
Squinting the hazel orbs as a victorious smirk reached her lips, Karen felt satisfied. Hearing Martha beg for her was a hobby she never gets enough of.
Their lips met once again in a slow kiss, Martha felt like she could melt under Karen’s touch. With her eyes shut, she gave herself into the wonderful feeling of having Karen Wright worshiping her like a Goddess. At the end of the provoking kiss, Martha’s eyes met Karen’s lustful and dangerous ones, as the woman descended further down on her body, kissing both of her hardened nipples, which peeked through the fine silk.
Karen had that amusing smirk as she did so. Martha was having a hard time suppressing her vocal responses, but she managed to make it work. Wright’s teasing was followed by the achingly slow removal of the left strap, revealing one of Dobie’s creamy and perky breasts Wright so adored.
“Can you be any more beautiful” She mumbled with her eyes locked on her body, her voice husky, expressing her desire. Karen’s cold digits met the sensitive area, and in no time Wright got drunk on Martha’s compelling scent. The redhead threw her head back at the brush of Karen’s velvety lips against the exposed skin and proceeded to bite her lips as she licked and kissed the other nipple.
Feeling Karen’s palms gently caressing her bare thighs as she delved into her body, the redhead was no longer sure if she was in that astral plane. She opened her eyes as Wright started a trail of kisses from her breasts to her stomach, meeting the seductive and provoking look in the hazel orbs once again. Taken over by her own impulses, Martha straddled Karen’s body, earning a giggle from the brunette.
“Eager, aren’t we?” Martha felt her arousal increase at the roughness in her voice, along with the smirk fluttering on the soft features. Dobie spread her legs a little more as her girl pulled the hem of the nightgown up gently and watched her go down on her knees for her. Karen and Martha shared a moment of silence as the brunette looked up at her with a stare filled with innocence that rapidly evolved into a shamelessly sensuous and irresistible one.
The audible sigh Martha let out as Karen simply caressed her inner thighs caused the brunette to be incredibly proud of herself, wondering what a mess she would become at the very end of it. Karen approached her lips to her lover’s core, knowing Martha would get a kick at her hot breaths against the sensible nub, teasing her a little more, just out of fun.
The sudden touch of her tongue against her clit over the underwear made Martha almost lose it. She hissed and then let out a deep sigh, just to laugh afterwards. “Stop the teasing, you nitwit. You’ve done that all night already.”
Letting out another low giggle and acting like the stubborn woman she was, Karen proceeded on licking and kissing Martha’s center over the thin fabric once again, earning the lowest moans from the Math teacher. “Karen…” she moaned faintly. Done with the teasing, Karen left one or two kisses on the inside of her creamy thighs, then reached for the hem of her baby blue underwear, removing it with no rush.
Tossing it on the floor, Wright returned her dangerous gaze to her lover. “Think you can keep your promise, Miss Dobie?” A smirk grew on the corners of her lips, as she touched her thighs and unrushedly approached her core.
First, Karen kissed the red pubes lovingly, and soon enough Martha was taken over by the sweet feeling of having Karen’s skilled tongue on her, savoring her unhurriedly. “Oh…” She mumbled as she closed her eyes, dying to know what her lover would do next.
Gently spreading her open with her fingers, Karen kissed her clit, feeling Martha lightly shiver at her doing. Covering it with her lips, alternately licking and sucking as she picked up the pace. Martha found it hard to keep it down. One of her hands met the soft brown locks, and as she opened her eyes again, she met the hazel orbs looking up at her. An extremely shameless view, and the noises they were making made it even more obscene, which ended up being all extremely arousing.
“M-more… Please…” She struggled to say in between quiet moans. Karen smiled, as she captured her clit with her lips once again, inserting a finger into her, working slowly and building up her climax. Martha moaned at the sensation of having the brunette filling her up, it didn’t take long for Martha to shamelessly start rolling her hips. Now she and Karen were in perfect synchrony.
Wright’s tongue worked wonders on her center and sent a big heat wave across her body, Martha was incredibly close and she knew it, she just wanted to feel her for a little longer. Adding another finger made her lover’s head spin. In the meantime, Karen enjoyed the view of having Martha on top of her, hair disheveled, closed eyes and mouth half-open, a sight from the heavens. Oh, how she loved having her Martha like that, and all because of her.
Martha’s moans were music to her ears, especially when she had her name stuck on her tongue as if it was a prayer. She was the only one to provide Martha such an amount of pleasure, Karen had a reserved seat next to the Gods.
Her grunts mixed with Martha’s failed attempts to keep it low. Looking up, she could witness the pale cheeks flushing almost automatically. After all this time, Karen learned how to read her, she was close. Increasing the pace of her tongue and fingers, Dobie clearly forgot the promise she’d made just minutes before, but Karen didn’t care at all.
“Oh! God, Karen… I’m–”
Adding a bit of pressure on her clit as she curled her digits into the warmness, Karen felt Martha’s walls clenching around her fingers in no time. “Come for me, love… I wanna watch you.”
Shivering and rolling her hips like mad, Karen thrusted into her while the gigantic wave of pleasure washed the redhead entirely. Martha made the most wonderful noises every single time, Karen felt like she could come at such sound. Smiling proudly at Martha and herself, the brunette eased up her fingers into her, just to help the redhead mess through the outcomes of climaxing.
Feeling her center pulsating around her, Karen removed her fingers and got up once again, approaching her lips to her lover’s, with a cheshire cat smile hanging on them. Martha welcomed her kiss fondly, tasting her honey all across Wright’s lips and tongue.
Silently distancing from her, the Math teacher noticed a sneaky look on those hazels she so adored. Karen slowly approached her digits coated by Martha’s juices to the redhead’s lips, running them across them, circling slowly. To Martha it was so arousing her brain could barely process it all. Opening her mouth a little more, Karen gently allowed her to lick and suck her fingers clean, to get a better taste of herself.
Still embraced by complete silence, the couple shared yet another kiss, unrushed and filled with seduction and desire. Martha finished it by adorably approaching the tip of her nose to Karen’s, while fighting the smirk showing up on her features.
“You didn’t keep your promise.” Karen mumbled jokingly, while locking eyes with her.
Martha let out a nasal giggle, “Don’t act like you didn’t like it.”
“Quite a show indeed.”
Touching Karen’s bare arms, Martha slapped her lightly while giggling once again. Among silence they looked at each other fondly before sharing another passionate kiss. Descending her kisses to Wright’s long neck, the former teacher let out a silent moan as she allowed herself to give in to the redhead’s teasing.
If Martha was tired before, she was damn sure Karen would keep her up all night.