Warning: sexual activities

Lindsey landed on top of Stevie and she moaned sensually at the weight. Her chest heaved as best it could, her lungs begging for air. She didn't know if it was the copious amounts of wine or Lindsey but she felt light headed.

"Are you okay?" He asks, noticing a funny expression on her face.

"I feel like I'm totally tripping" she says.

"That's called asphyxiation" he tells her, trying to get up. She pulls him back down, looking up at him with moist, parted lips.

"It's kind of psychedelic, you know? Like colors are brighter and it's like I'm somewhere else"

"That could be dangerous"

"Don't you like danger? Mr. I-sneak-away-from-my-wife-any-chance-I-get..."

"Shut up" he says, knowing she's teasing him. She slides a hand down between them, touching the skin of his toned, tanned stomach beneath his shirt.

"Want me to continue?" She asks, noticing a lustful look in his eyes. "Come to my room"

"Jenna's up there" he says. He thinks for a moment. Maybe hearing his lover making those noises he can't get enough of will make Jenna uncomfortable. It might even make her leave. "Okay, fine" He gets up and pulls her into him, kissing her back and chest as he presses her into the stair railing. Stevie claws at his shirt, unbuttoning it quickly. "Steph..."

"Linds..." she moans, clumsily climbing up the stairs with their bodies pressed together, hands roaming. Making it to the landing, he pushes her into the wall, lifting one of Stevie's legs up to his waist and she hooks it around the back of this thigh. He rips her shirt open, tearing at the lace bra that lay beneath.

"Off" he instructs and she lifts her back from the wall so he can unclasp it.

"Wanna have some fun?" He nods. "Got any good shit?" He gives her a confused look. "I know you've got one on you."

"I didn't know you..."

"Let's say it's for creative purposes only" she says, going back to kissing him. He pulls a joint from his pocket and lights it for her, taking the first drag. She smiles, waiting eagerly for her turn. He takes another small hit then passes it to Stevie. She takes a long drag, kissing Lindsey deeply and transferring the smoke to him. He exhales the smoke through his nostrils and gives her a dopey smile as they pull apart. She takes another drag, pushing past him to go to her room. "Come on" she says. He follows closely behind, completely enraptured. She tugs her leggings down, boldly undressing completely, the door wide open. He watches in awe as she puffs away in front of him. He strips down himself, wanting in on the action. Lindsey pushes her to the bed, taking the joint from her hand and taking a long drag, squinting his stormy blues and looking directly into her eyes. He tilts his head upward and blows the smoke above them.

"You're impossibly sexy" he tells her, handing the joint back. They continue to pass it back and forth until they are feeling it, tossing the butt on the nightstand. He smooths her curves, his rough finger tips sending shivers down her spine. She moves her hands up his back, toward his neck, lacing her fingers in his curls.

"I was just thinking the same thing about you" she says in a low, raspy voice. Inspired, he slips a hand between her thighs and slips a fingertip between her folds. She arches her back off the bed with contact, and sighs softly. He takes that as consent to continue, cupping her womanhood, the warmth radiating from her. He massages her, tracing the outline of her lips with his fingers gently. "Mmmm" she moans, growing impatient. She spreads her legs further, moving his hand to the places that need the most attention. He raises an eyebrow, never knowing her to hurry him up.

"Too slow?"

"I'm dying for you" she says. "Touch me"

He brushes her clit with his thumb, letting her moan and whimper, enjoying the control he had over her right now. Her eyes pleaded for more and he smiled. He slid a finger into her, then a second, watching her reaction very carefully. "You feel amazing" he says, trailing her moisture up toward her clit, teasing her even more. She feels his hardening member pressed against her and she reaches down to stroke him. The muscles of his back and thighs would tighten and relax in time with her hand wrapped firmly around him. He threw his head back, groaning. He grabbed her wrist, removing her hand and pushing himself roughly inside of her. They both moaned loudly, not moving a muscle, frozen by the pleasure.

"Jesus, Linds" she moaned, lifting her hips to meet him as he began to thrust roughly. "Give me everything" She wraps her legs around him, forcing him deeper....

Jenna woke up to noises, loud ones, coming from somewhere off in the distance. She looks around,  disoriented. "Where am I?" she asks herself. Her head is aching a bit and she sways as she tries to stand. She intends to follow the sounds, knowing exactly what's going on once she's gotten her bearings. She smiles to herself, grabbing her phone off the nightstand. "This is even better than I imagined!" She tip toed the best she could in Stevie's loud platform boots and leaned into the doorway. There the two lovers were, in all of their glory for Jenna to see. She readied her camera function on her phone and took a couple of quick photos, unbeknownst to Stevie and Lindsey, then went back to her room. She giggled to herself as she sat back on her bed. She played with the white ruffled duvet cover, deciding what to do with the information she now had. Proof they were still fooling around after all of these years. She sighed contently, flicking back and forth between the pictures. "I think I know a couple of people who would just love to see these!" she says to herself. "I've got him!"