The Hump Bar

Sens wakes up once more she had fallen asleep there inside the Hump. Her mind had became wishy washy after the long hard she had yesterday. She stood up did her normal stretching for the day and made a ppot of coffee, she walked back towards the back found a hair tie and thre her hair up in a pony tail, today wasnt a day she really cared how she looked , she needed something good to happen , she was down and out , stressed, over the limit with bullshit from all angels.

She walked out made her normal cup of mojo and went to the juke box and played some soft but easy listning music , no one was around so she dug out her school book and sat down in oreo hammock with her coffee on the stand next to it and buried her face in her book.
 
Houston walks into the lounge and notices it looks to have been vacant for some time. He turns on the lights, the TVs, and makes a pot of coffee. He decides to brighten the mood of the lounge by making a fresh loaf of bread, so he loads the breadmaker and starts it.

He walks to the large couch and sits down to watch the morning news.
 
"Hello Houston !" " I would love to associate today but there is so much going on at the moment that I myself an stressed to max . "

Sens looks at him with stressed eyes , dark circles laying around her eyes , her body exhausted .
 
Houston stands and hugs Sens tight. "What's wrong, babe? Can I do anything to help take some stress off you?"
 
Houston waves from the couch, "Hi Yums!" He takes a sip of his coffee and goes back to reading a large document for work. He mutters, "Ugh, stressed out today"
 
*Moves behind the sofa he's sitting on and starts to rub his shoulders* You poor thing. What's going on?
 
Houston looks up at Yums and moans a bit in his throat. "Just work, lots of corporate changes, unknowns and stress."
 
Mmmm, I see. That's always fun. Well, don't let me distract you. *Continues to work out the stress knots in his shoulders with well practiced hands*
 
Houston moans again. "Yums, anytime you're near me I'm a bit distracted.... And your hands on me are definitely distracting!"

He wiggles in his seat, getting more comfortable as he continues to read the large stack of papers. Her hands send shivers down his spine and start to cause his cock to stir, but he doesn't notice because he's so focused on his work documents.
 
*Very gently moves the documents away, careful not to rumple any of them or mess them up at all then she climbs up onto his lap and gives him a kiss*

Ok, now Houston, I'm going get ready for class. I'll be back in about 2 hours. I want you to work hard and get as much as you can done, because if not, I'll have to come back and find some other bit of you to rub and massage, and I'm sure that would be even more distracting.

*She gives him one more quick kiss before hurrying out of the room*
 
I'm actually taking an entire class on him this semester. This week is "Lycidas."

*Drags him onto the couch with her, pulling him into a deep kiss.* Wanna keep me company?
 
Houston allows himself to be dragged onto the couch with Yummy and kisses her back. "Keep you company? Of course!" He traces his finger along her neck, collar bone and upper torso, stopping just shy of her cleavage. He then looks into her eyes and smiles.
 
*She smiles back at him, closing her eyes and enjoying the feeling of his fingers as they run over her skin. She pulls him in for another kiss, not able to resist it.*
 
Houston kisses her back, allowing his finger to dip into her cleavage. He notices the temperature of her skin rise as his lips close in on hers again.
 
*She pulls him in closer to her as they kiss, her hands wandering across his back, one up to his hair, the other down to his ass as she savors the feeling of his hands, teasing her skin as they move nearer her breasts.*
 
He loses himself in their embrace, enjoying the feeling of her hands and body. He pulls her closer to him, feeling her warmth press against his hard cock. An animalistic growl leaves his throat as his kisses move from her mouth to her earlobe and the nape of her neck.

His hand traces along her leg, sliding under her short black skirt, tracing along her inner thigh.
 
*Her head falls back as his lips and mouth move over to her ear and neck. A thrill runs all down her body, meeting his hand as it runs up the inside of her thigh. One hand remains in his hair, tugging on it, urging him on as the other fights a losing, uncontrolled battle trying to pull his pants off, but forgetting about any fastenings that might hinder such a thing. She growls in frustration. Her common sense has ebbed away.*
 
Houston walks in to the Lounge, sad at how he had to leave Yummy so quickly yesterday. He looks around and sees nobody, then walks to the coffee pot and makes a pot of coffee before sitting on the couch and turning on the news.
 
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