"Hehe bye Sarada have fun at school!" called Sakura smiling from her front door as she watched her daughter's black haired head vanishing into the throng of Konoha's busy streets. Still smiling the emerald eyed woman slowly dropped her hand to her side and turned to re-enter her home, long pink hair blowing back a little gust of breeze tickling it, and her long red kimmono into a gentle flutter. Inside the woman lifted both her bare arms up in a small stretched as welcomed sigh issues from between her lips.
"Ahhh, thank kami for days off." she chuckled dropping her hands to her side as she made her way down the hall, pausing to fix he hair in the mirror, smiling at the heart shaped face looking back at her, the tiny green demimonde on her for forehead coming back into view as she brushed the pink hair away from it. With a nod of satisfaction the mother of one moved into the living room of her home, picking up a few discarded medical books and resting them onto the comfortable before she dropped onto the sofa with a comfortable sounding thump.
"Oh yes, not work at the hospital, Sarada in class, and me free to relax," nodded Sakura leaning back against the soft cushions as she let her mind wander. It had been hectic the last few weeks, first Sarada running off with the hokage to try and find her heritage, humf like she wasn't her daughter!? "silly girl." then there was the army of uchiha clones and the mess with them, and even Sasuke stopping by... Blushing the pink haired girl remembered that most of all, and how she'd made him pay her back for being gone so long. "hehe Thank you Naruto for the silencing seals." she giggled remembering the noise she'd made that night.
Speaking of night. Looking out glass backdoor into the garden Sakura smiled feeling the touch of the sun sliding along her as she settled back into the couch, eyes slowly closing as she let her body go lax. "maybe...just a small...nap.." she mumbled as the exausted woman slipped of into her dreams. A half an hour later...Sakura lay upon the couch her lips parting and closing as her legs shifted, thighs rubbing slowly back and forth as she let out a little wet gasp...before rolling over, her chest heaving as the tips of her breasts pushed against her top in an eager display of pleasure. Seems Sakura was having quite the dream...but what might it be?
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