Stacy and I have been close for a long time and can talk about anything. She told me she thought a dress was too formal for home, I agreed. She said s...he was going to wear shorts and a scoop neck top. Stacy has nice tits and that would show her cleavage nicely. I told her I would wear shorts as well, but a shear blouse and lacy bra.When Stacy arrived we had a glass of wine and waited. I told her I was very nervous, she said she was as well. As we sat next to each other on the couch, Stacy put. ” She laughed again. “You hear that women know what women want and home court advantage really does help. Man! They weren’t kidding!” We both laughed.I looked around our little cabin. The only window was at the side and no one could run fast enough to look in. I stood up and locked the door. As I turned to walk back to her she had stood up to meet me. We met in an embrace and kissed deeply. Our tongues swirled over each others, letting our saliva mix. My heart was pounding in my ears as I began. “YOU HEAR ME?!” Echoes died on the walls. There came no reply.Growling, she powered up, her fiery aura blazing up, heat of living flame fired out from her hands striking a rune with fury. She poured on the power and the rune grew red. She screamed, eyes blazing yellow as she pushed her rage. She blast should have melted anything it would have hit, but when she relented, the rune merely glowed red, but remained in tact.“Damn it, YOU THINK THAT’S GOING TO STOP ME?!”She listened as the echoes died. As the lust lifted, we had no emotional base for our relationship, and my cock spent less and less time inside her. We were still friends, which was good. I often helped out at the inn, and in return Clive was going to help me fix the roof at Ava’s cottage when the season was over and before I went home.It was Ava and I again; assisting her with patients, walking along the shore hand in hand, stealing a few kisses and cuddles at our secret spot between the rocks. Running my fingers through her.