Randy was at home after a grueling wrestling match. Something or someone was on his mind. It was Linda who had occupied his thoughts. He really missed being with her. His heart nearly broke when Linda was involved in a really bad car accident. Luckily, she survived with a few broken bones, none were life-threatening. He even thought of the time she stayed at his house for a few weeks while she recuperated. He was glad to look after her. He didn't mind doing anything and everything for her. That night, he called Linda on the phone and wanted to talk to her. She told him about how she was doing after the accident. She sounded upbeat because she not only fully recovered but she was also financially compensated from the accident.
Linda went home after the few weeks to recover and seek physical therapy. He then thought of aomething. Late that night, he went over to her house. The sun was about to rise when Randy quietly opened the door and walked up the stairs. Linda was in her bedroom, soundly sleeping. Being careful not to startle let alone wake her, he lightly touched her face with his fingertips. He knelt down to her bed and stroked her dark reddish-brown hair. He then softly kissed her face then down to her throat. Her blue eyes lightly fluttered open, slowly waking up.
"Randy? Is that you?" she softly spoke.
"It's me, Linda. I couldn't stop thinking about you last night. I just had to see you." He replied.
Randy carefully pulled her up and deeply kissed her lips. Linda then placed her hands on his back. He then moved his lips down to her neck, which was her weak spot. His hands ran through her hair as she sighed. She took his shirt off, wanting to feel his hot, hard body against her soft, feminine, curvy body. He took off his shoes and got into bed with her. He kissed her lips again, only more deeper and slower. While they kissed, his hands found her white wifebeater tank and slowly took it off her body. He kissed down from her neck to her pillowy, soft breasts.