Dream threw open the door, dropped her purse to the floor and without a word ran to Winn. She threw her arms around her and kissed her deeply, her skin hot from the sun, hair wind tossed and falling around her face. Dream’s dark curls wrapping around some loose blonde tresses as their bodies became entwined, hair, arms, lips and all. Finally Dream broke the kiss and caught her breath, her chest still heaving from hurrying down the driveway, her black cat’s eye sunglasses still on her face, the name tag and whistle she wore for work dangling from a lanyard around her neck.

“Hey babe,” Dream grinned pushing her sunglasses on top of her head. “Missed me?” she asked, looking her up and down. Winn was stunning. She was wearing a simple blue shirt with white sweat pants. Her hair dangling loose about her neck, her satin skin set beautifully in the light of the setting sun in the balcony windows. Her cheeks were flushed from the amazing kiss, her blue eyes glowing and her lips curled into a smile.

“How do I say how much? More than anything,” Winn answered sliding her fingers into the belt loops of Dream’s jeans.

“I feel so bad sweetheart, you’re so gorgeous and I’m a sweaty work mess,” Dream said planting a tiny kiss on Winn’s forehead.

Dream slipped a hand down to unbutton her jeans. “I need to change out of these clothes,” she said softly pulling away from Winn.

Dream retrieved her purse and pulled the lanyard off her neck as she walked to the bedroom. Leaving the door wide open she dropped her things on the chair by the bed and pulled her t shirt off, adding it to the pile. She shook her hair down her shoulders and turned to see Winn standing in the doorway, smiling, one long leg crossed in front of the other, her delicate bare feet on the soft carpet. Dream slipped off her athletic shoes and turned to the dresser. With her pants unzipped Winn could see her black panties peeking out, her breasts pressing against the matching black sports bra. Dream looked into the mirror brushing her hair.

“Oh yes,” Winn breathed as she came up behind her and slipped her arms around her, burying her face in Dream’s hair.

Dream sighed as she relaxed into her, completely content. “This is my favorite place,” she whispered. “I fit just right in your arms.” Dream rested her hands on Winn’s. “I’ll make up for your lonely day babe.” Winn sighed into her hair snuggling tighter. Dream took one of Winn’s hands and pushed her zipper the last bit down, then slid her jeans off, kicking them aside.

Winn kissed her shoulder and stroked her hips. “Tough day working with the kids darling?”

“Yes,” Dream whispered her voice low and smooth. Winn massaged her shoulders slow and deep, kissing as she did, relieving all her tension, skin touching skin so warm and soft. Dream reached back resting her hands on Winn’s hips, her fingers gripping the soft white material.

Turning to face the shoulder that Winn was working on, their lips met softly. The kiss was kind and giving, so sweet and tender like the relationship they shared, but also not without passion. Dream turned in Winn’s arms to face her, tugging her closer, and lightly kissed her neck. Between kisses she whispered, “I love