I too would like to know more about you so why don't we take the time to talk about our lives up to this point, so we can get over the awkwardness of ...just meeting and trying to dance around what we are and what we want from life. What do you say?" I think that is just what we need to do."We sat and talked for hours; I think it was 5 am when we quit.We talked about Carin growing up, going to school and then about her parent's death three years ago in an auto accident. I asked her where and she. Apparently I failed because she began to giggle.“What’s so funny?” I asked, already knowing the answer. She sat up and poked my crotch almost making me cum right then and there.“I think you know what,” she said with a sly grin. “I’m making you hard aren’t I?” She giggled again. “We’ll have to do something about that.” Then, with another grin she got off of the couch and yanked my pants and boxers off leaving my erect member standing proudly up in the air. “Wow,” she said as she looked at my. She listened to the running water as he showered and then watched as he dressed and left for work. For the first time in a long while, she felt really happy. She lay there wondering what she should do today, unable to decide whether to go shopping and maybe to a restaurant, or to just hang around the apartment all day and relax. It didn't take her long to decide which she would do. She jumped out of the bed and skipped into the shower, feeling like a little girl again.The warm water tickled her. She straddled him, kissing him forcefully. He could feel her wetness and heat through his boxers. He began to breathe heavily when she suddenly stood up and walked out of the room. He was shocked and a little perturbed but she soon returned. She had a wicked smirk on her face and an orange in her hand. That smile of hers did wild things to his heart, but he was a bit incredulous about the orange which he noted to be cut in half. She again straddled him and slowly started peeling one half of.