I kissed my way down her stomach to the top of her pants. I undid her belt, opened the top of her pants and slid them down her sexy legs. I could see ...her white panties in the moonlight and I bent down to slide them off too. I could smell the perfume that she had put on after her shower, but this close to her pussy I could smell her arousal as well, musky and sexy. While I pulled her panties down, she sat up a bit and took off her bra, freeing her tits. I crouched between her legs and licked her. I would mention the dream in my next letter to her, for I knew it would please her to read it. It was still dark when I resurfaced to consciousness and the sensation of Stefan gently grinding his backside against my cock, which I realised was as stiff as a board. His movements were so subtle that they might almost have been mistaken for unconscious, though the hand that reached back and took hold of my erection did so with a most definite intent. I placed two fingers to his quivering orifice,. Being a sober companion I have stayed in a lot of sketchy places and a few downright dumps. I grabbed my bags and headed to the front door. I hit the buzzer and after a few moments I hear a young woman's voice. "Who is it?" "Hi, Ms Lovato? I'm Mike, your new sober companion" "Come right in, I am in my room, put your bags down and come in and say hi." I grab the door knob and turn, I walk in and put my drop bags and follow the sounds of a TV to her room. The door is open and I. "Laura?" It had only been a year (well, almost two with the time jump), but the brown-haired beauty hadn't aged a day."Tom!" she said, looking happy to see me. "I thought that was you the other day, but I wasn't sure. Will you come in?"Agog at the randomness of my ex-girlfriend living next door, I nodded and followed her into her apartment.The place was rather basic, like an Ikea store had barfed everywhere. She gestured to the couch and we sat down."Oh, Tom, I've missed you," she.