The rest of the week passed without incident. Elizabeth continued to sleep upstairs with Chris. After those first two nights, it had just sort of happened without discussion.
When they’d gotten home on Monday night, the baby doll had been forgotten. After the stress of the day, they’d worked together to make a simple dinner before climbing into bed and just holding each other. She thought it would have been weird to stay in Chris’ bed when they hadn’t had s*x, but in some ways that night had felt more intimate than the previous two.
They did finally break out the baby doll on Saturday night and it was even better than she could have imagined. He’d complimented her and kissed every inch of her as he’d slowly removed it. It had been a sweet torture that led to the most intense orgasm of he
