His breath, beginning to calm but still rapid, tickled her ear. She giggled, tucked under him. The comfort of his warmth and encompassing touch drifted in as the pleasure of her orgasm slowly abated. Kevin seemed as content as her. They might stay there forever. Kevin whispered her name and told her he loved her, and Diane giggled again.
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Matinee movies were how they usually spent Sundays, but the next day, Kevin suggested instead going for a drive. When they crossed the state line, Diane asked how far they were going, and Kevin patted her knee. “If we have to, we can always get more gas. What are we worried about?” He left his hand on her thigh and drove one-handed. They picked up sandwiches, chips, and pop and drove with them till they came upon a wide field overlooking a lake. Kevi
