<div class="floatleft">(http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg210/Laura873/JanineLindemulder.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Kate Morgan</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=264761.msg13074497#msg13074497)<br/><strong>Time / Location:</strong>Late evening - Kate's Place<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Thomas Eckhart<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Daytime friends, nighttime lovers<br/><br/><br/><br/>Turning her attention to the stairwell just outside her bedroom door, Kate smiled when she heard the knock.  Any other knock would have perhaps given her a bit of an alarm, the hour being so late and no one calling her ahead of time to say they were coming over.  But the all-too familiar knock, five little raps, a<em>bumpity-bump-bump</em>in an off-beat rhythm, could only be the secret knock of her friend and occasional fuck buddy, Tom Eckhart.<br/><br/>Still wearing the white tank top and a pair of striped pajama bottoms, she bounced off the bed and hurried on downstairs in bare feet to let him in.  Pulling the door open, she grinned when she found him standing there, looking hot as ever in the pink shirt, a color that perfectly complimented the patches of gray at his temples.  Tommy had always oozed sexual yumminess, but when he started sporting gray in his hair, Kate thought he looked sexier than ever.<br/><br/>Reaching for his hand, she pulled him on in and closed the door behind him.  Taking two tiny steps, she quickly closed the gap between them and found herself encircled in his arms as she wrapped her own around his waist.  Soft lips came crashing together in a heated kiss, Kate's hand gently squeezing his ass before she retreated, her eyes dark with desire as she gazed back up at him and whispered rather huskily.<br/><br/>“I was hoping you’d come.”<br/><br/>