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Two Presidents or How I Came To Love Elena
Date: 9/12/2015, Categories: Historical, Author: StillUndecided, Rating: , Source: LushStories
handed her the soft item of clothing that she had fawned over in town. Her eyes went wide and she was speechless. I smiled and looked as she held it up to herself and twirled round in happiness. “I want to come with you Adriana.” “What do you mean Elena?” “England. I want to come with you.” --- Elena it turns out had very few possessions; she would be able to fit her clothes into one of my overnight bags. Her house would be looked over by the man she had been chatting to in the town. We set off carrying the luggage with us, heading to the train station so we could begin our journey back to England. I purchased two tickets for the second class carriage and we took our seats, slamming the door and stretching out over the seats a little. I looked at her, sitting there, with that excited glint in her eye, watching as the train took up steam and we went on our way, the world speeding past as we relaxed. The trolley pushed along with a small selection of food stopped by and Elena decided on our sandwiches and I paid. Elena must have never left her small town before, so seeing the vast expanse of world rolling past her she kept emitting small sounds of delight as we went through fields, past lakes and carried on our journey. Eventually the rhythm of the train and carriage passing over the polished rails caused her to fall asleep, her head against the rest. I opened up my overnight bag and covered her in her long jumper to keep her warm as she dozed. As I moved in close to her to ... place it against her, I felt the sudden overwhelming desire to kiss her, and pressed my lips softly to hers. She stirred a little and opened her eyes, smiling and kissing me back softly. I settled down beside her and rested my head on her shoulder, her hand in mine as we drifted to sleep. --- When we woke, we were ready to board the small boat back across to England. We boarded and settled into the cabin. There was only one bed and so I let Elena sleep. All the excitement of going to a new place had exhausted her and so she settled down, sleeping in just her underwear, as I had learned that she always does. Whilst she slept, I caught up on what had happened in England during the time I had been working, reading in old newspapers. It became boring after a while when I could still taste her against my lips, feel her hand in mine. She was so close, I could just reach out and touch her, but on the boat I would have to settle for watching her steady breathing from under the thin blanket that was draped across her body, not quite covering all of her. I lifted one leg over the chair arm and leaned back a little, pulling my skirt up over my thighs and teased my fingers over my panties, feeling the dampness that was underneath them seeping through. Pushing them aside, I trailed a finger across my wet flesh and around my hard little nub, enjoying the beautiful friction and the pleasure it brought me. It wasn’t long before my heart rate had increased, my breathing had become rapid and two ...