clinked their glasses together lightly to savor the
moment. They sat down next to one another on her black leather
couch.
He set his glass down and then
she followed suit. He looked at her revealing dress and said, “Your
personality and brains are so attractive, but I would be remiss if
I didn’t say how much I would love to make love to you right now.
That dress is just amazing and you look so beautiful.”
She stopped him in the middle of
his last word and said, “Stop talking.”
She stood up and slid off her
dress to reveal her lavender matching lace bra and panties. ‘Her
breasts were large and amazing,’ he thought, and he had to have
her.
She sat down on the couch and
said, “If you want it, come and get it.”
He leaned over and kissed her
lips and explored her breasts with his free hand. He slid his hand
behind her back, unhooked her bra and tossed it to the side. He
played with her nipples with his tongue and laid her down on the
couch.
He took her legs and bent them
to expose her panties that covered her wet nub. He snatched those
off of her body and discarded them. He brought his head down to her
warm middle and buried his head between her legs. He went at it
like making her come was his only important mission on the
planet.
When she let out a moan of
climax, he persisted in doing more. He kept her laid back and his
tongue lashing continued. She came three more times before he
released her.
He sat down next to her and she
noticed that he was still fully clothed.
“Wow.”
She breathed through the word as
if she were completely spent. He was already the best she’d ever
had and they hadn’t even had sex yet.
“See you Monday?”
“Wait, you’re leaving? But
we-“
“We didn’t get to the sex part?
I know, I just wanted to please you.”
He got up and turned to her and
looked down at her gorgeous naked body and said, “There is plenty
of time for us to get to know each other better, if you know what I
mean.”
He left her place, got into his
car and sped off.
She was left in a state of “What
the hell just happened” for the first ten minutes following his
departure. She’d come over and over and over again due to this
handsome sexy man’s tongue and he leaves afterward? She was in a
state of awe and found herself wanting him in the worst possible
way.
At Victoria’s, she was curled up
with a soft chenille blanket covering her silk pajamas. She’d
turned on the television set to watch late night television, but
her channel surfing was interrupted by her cell phone.
She glanced down and saw a
message from John: “May I make love to your vagina?”
He was quite the jokester and
everyone was becoming well aware of his funny ways. She giggled to
herself. Her brain was saying, “Tell him no, tell him no” over and
over, but her inner sex goddess said, “Screw it. Let him come over,
and at least you’ll get sex out of it.”
“8542 Prosperity Way,” she
responded via text.
She silenced her inner angel
with a glass of whiskey straight. It was going to be a long night,
she’d decided.
He knocked on her door twenty
minutes later and she allowed him entry. He picked her up, ripped
her clothes off and rammed his shaft into her moist wetness. He
held her in the air while he proceeded to give her a good pounding
and then they proceeded to have a sex marathon the entire night –
in various positions.
The morning came and he left,
but not without a morning quickie.
Before leaving, he said, “A man
could get used to this. Fucking you is seriously mind-blowing.”
She liked the fact that he left
without another word and he never overstayed his welcome.
On Monday at the office, both
Victoria and Michelle were still left reeling with good memories
over their weekends. Victoria found a man she could sleep with
without him getting too attached and Michelle was infatuated with
his tongue and the idea of a possible long-term relationship with
the eligible attorney.
Both ladies