My Friend 2:Waking Up to Morning Pleasure with My Colleague, Then a Vibrator-Fueled Finish

Sunlight filtered through the curtains, easing me out of sleep. I stirred, vaguely recalling the wild night before — my colleague and I hooking up in a haze of wine and pent-up tension, tasting every inch of each other. To my surprise, she was still there, pressed against my side, her arm draped over my waist. My body felt tender in the best way: nipples still throbbing, thighs sticky from our shared orgasms.

The moment our eyes met, a lazy smile spread across her face. Without a word, she leaned in, her lips meeting mine in a slow, lingering kiss that reignited the smoldering desire in my chest. She shifted closer, her warm hand sliding up my torso, pushing my shirt out of the way so her palm could graze my bare breast. I murmured a soft moan, the last scraps of sleep drifting away as arousal flared.

Sensing my renewed excitement, she moved down, peppering kisses along my neck and shoulder. Gently, she pulled the covers aside, exposing my body to the cool air. My heart drummed in my ears as she lowered her mouth to my nipple, flicking her tongue in gentle circles that sent sparks along my spine. I let out a breathy sigh, tangling my fingers in her hair. Each suck and swirl over my stiff peak teased me closer to that edge again.

After a few moments, she lifted her head and locked eyes with me — her pupils dilated with the same hunger from last night. My skin tingled all over, and I remembered something: my…