Lana did her best to regain her breath, reassembling her dress for the short walk into the house.  His words rang in her ears as he drove; she could only imagine how amazing a whole weekend with him would be.  Lana made a mental note to start mentioning the possibility of a girl’s weekend to Chris, planting the seed and allowing it to bloom.<br/><br/>As he pulled into her driveway, Lana grabbed her purse, exiting his vehicle and making her way to the front door.  Steve close behind, she found herself glancing about the neighborhood, laughing nervously as she unlocked the door, the both of them stepping inside.<br/><br/>Dropping her purse to the floor, she wrapped her arms around his neck, her lips finding his for a deep kiss, their tongues tangling.  Pulling back, Lana whispered, “Welcome to my humble abode.  Bedroom is upstairs to the left.”  Grabbing his hand, she pulled him along behind her, up the stairs, her ass swaying sweetly above his head with each step.