I don\'t remember much about Dawn in high school. She had moved from New York to Ohio with her family just before 9th grade. My mother was realtor then and had sold them their new home in our small town. Back in those days we had just one traffic light. That hasn\'t changed, but my relationship with Dawn was about to.
When she moved to our small hamlet, she blended into her new surroundings very well. She was a cheerleader, a good student, hung around with all the \good\ people; an all around \Miss Priss\ from my point of view. She was damn good looking, no doubt about that, and certainly not in my league.
About the only thing I remember of her in high school was a photograph she had had taken of herself in a bikini to send to an old boyfriend that I somehow got my hands on. According to her, I placed it prominently in the locker room. Not true, but I still have it, blown up into an 8x10 many years ago.
Quite a simple photo really, a black and white shot of her in a provocative pose, leaning forward exposing her cleavage. A dream spot for any boy that age to rest his weary little head; a place where, now many years later, I\'ve rested my head, and more, so many times now.
At 5-7, 120 pounds, reddish-brown hair when we met, reddish-blonde now, and blue-no deep, rich blue, sapphire-like eyes, she is even more beautiful today than she was in high school. Pictures of her in my office and my bedroom attest to her beauty and youthful face, a face any high school girl today would long for. This is not just some lover talking either.
One day not long ago a cable guy was out to my home and saw her picture in my bedroom and asked if it was my daughter. I suppose I could have been insulted, but it was flattering to know she was so beautiful and young looking not only to me, but to others. Actually, that particular photo shows a woman that looks like she just had her high school graduation picture taken, yet it was taken only a year ago.
What is her secret? The cable guy wanted to know so he could tell his wife whatever the secret to her youthful appearance was. Many times young guys look at her, flirt and smile, and if this series continues, the woman that looks no more than 30 or so, and sometimes younger, has had her share of adventures with men in their 20s since our first meeting.
Fast forward with me to our 20th and 25th year high school class reunions. Both of us married, neither happy and no spouses around. At both, to me, and I checked it out carefully, she was certainly one of the most \fuckable\ women at each. We talked, really for the first time in our lives at the reunions, but that was it. Oh, I would have fucked her if I had had the chance. No lovemaking, just plain old fucked her, but it wasn\'t to be.
We struck up a telephone relationship a couple years or so ago. Brief moments in time that would get increasingly longer and longer until we were talking two to three hours a day, sometimes longer. To say I became enamored with Dawn would be understatement to Nth degree.
It was right around the time of one of my two annual hiking trips to the mountains we started talking so much on the phone. Each night I looked forward to talking to \my nurse\ on the phone in the evening and again in the morning. Living 180 miles apart, except for some cards and letters, the telephone was our only means of communication.
But by then, more than anything, I wanted to see her. I made plans to meet her close to the old home town. I could hear the trepidation in her voice when she agreed. I had some fears of my own of what I expected to be a one-night stand, or maybe just a short tryst lasting a few weeks. My fears were my remembrance of her in high school. I wasn\'t in her league then in my opinion, so why now?
Cutting my vacation short, I left the mountains early by a couple days and headed not to my home, but to the town of my youth. She was working the afternoon shift at the hospital the night I arrived. Getting a room at a hotel, I brushed my teeth, showered, brushed my teeth again, and put on a pair of pajama like pants and a t-shirt. My two week old beard, somewhat gray, matching the color of the clothes I was wearing for this first meeting. I was nervous. I felt like I was waiting to for my first high school prom.
A knock on the door made my heart beat faster as I popped yet another mint in my mouth. Taking a deep breath as I opened the door, she was really there. I fumbled out some words of greeting and dropped myself back on the bed.
We had talked about this night so many times on the phone. We made rules, changed the rules and finally came up with one rule: There would be no rules, we would just see what happened. Now she was here, the woman that was my high school sweetheart from afar. The woman I had nothing in common with from the old days. If this was the old Dawn, it was going to be one short evening.
She quietly walked over to the corner of the room and took off her clothes. It was like she had done this many times before and it sure as hell scared me. It turned out that wasn\'t the case, but at the time I didn\'t know it.
There she was, standing quietly, her right breast and butt exposed to me. She pulled on a pair of sweatpants or something similar, put on a pullover shirt, walked to the bed and laid down. For me, an awkward conversation followed. Moments before she had stood before me naked and now we were talking. Being afraid to touch this woman, I would have talked all night. Yet, I wanted to touch her, to hold her, and to kiss her. I just didn\'t have the nerve.
She seemed so self-assured, but I could tell she was nervous. This wasn\'t her, this was new to her. Despite all of our talking on the phone, how well we had gotten to know each other, we were taking this to a new level. I looked deeply into her eyes. The room was almost dark, lighted only by a couple candles, but I could see the blue eyes sparkle and her smile. As she smiled I think she knew exactly what she was thinking and felt the same way.
Somebody had to break the ice, but I couldn\'t do it. It was going to have to be her. I couldn\'t make that first move. Her head slowly tilted to one side, moving closer to me, our lips touching ever so slightly, our tongues lightly dancing together. More comfortable now, the first kiss became deeper. Arms slowly made their way around each other\'s body.
She suddenly pulled away. She wanted to lay on my chest. No one had ever asked to do that before. Pulling her on top of me, the sweet kiss resumed. I could feel her pulling her shirt up and mine as well. Her breasts lightly rubbing, then pushing through the hair and against my chest. Pushing her up slightly, I placed my hands on her breasts, gently massaging each, circling the nipples with my fingertips.
The erection I had was obvious now. The only light in the room came from the pair of candles she had brought along and I was glad about that. The darkness of the room hid the slowly growing wet spot forming on the front of my pants. Now I wished I had worn underwear, but it was too late. Any embarrassment melted away almost immediately as she slowly made her way down my body kissing my chest and stomach as she moved. Feeling her try to free me from the pants I had on, I lifted my hips. She was going to suck my cock, I knew that and I wanted her to more than anything.
Not once did she touch my cock with her hands. She slowly placed her mouth over the top, licking softly at times, other times sucking the head. Releasing the grip she had on the head of my cock, she gently licked up and down the shaft before placing the head back in her dainty mouth. I could feel her lips and tongue sliding up and down the shaft, her tongue criss-crossing the shaft and head as she moved.
All of sudden, my cock was completely engulfed in her mouth. I could feel her mouth at the base, touching my pubic region. Not once in my life had any woman done this before. A strange sensation gripped the head of my hard cock deep within her throat.
She would hold her mouth there a few seconds and then move her head and mouth back up and continue licking and sucking and kissing. She was making love to my cock. Every now and then she would take the length all the way down. I could feel my dick jump deep inside her throat. I grasped the sheets of the bed with my hands, clutching them for dear life.
I finally placed my hand on her soft hair, wanting to grip it and push her head up and down while driving my hips up to meet every down thrust of her mouth. I kept myself still as she continued to make love to my cock.
Still, she hadn\'t touched it with anything but her lips and tongue. The licking, the sucking, and the deep-throating continued. My body felt like it was on fire. I needed release, but then my mind kicked into gear. I wasn\'t as young as I used to be. I was afraid to end it here.
I gently pulled her mouth off my cock, bringing it to mine and kissed her yet again. The clothes she once wore were gone somehow, as were mine. I pulled her up bringing her butt to my chest. It was apparently a new position for her because I could tell she didn\'t seem to know what it was I was I was trying to do. I lovingly placed my hands under her ass and pulled her still higher, lifting her over my mouth.
I tasted the sweetness of her pussy as my tongue now caressed her swollen clit. I moved my tongue slowly, savoring the taste of her, slipping my tongue as deep into her as I could. The warmth of her wetness felt so good on my face. I could feel my still hard cock, begging for attention once again, but now it was to be her turn.
In long strokes, I returned the love she had shown me earlier, licking from just inside her opening to her clit and back, finally concentrating on her swollen pearl, now completely exposed to my probing, flicking tongue.
I could hear her soft moans and feel her body start to jerk and spasm. I pulled her down harder on my face as she came for the first time with me. Not releasing her just yet, I lifted her slightly and kissed the lips of her wet pussy, my tongue circling them slowly. I didn\'t know it at the time, but in this position, she was afraid she would somehow hurt me and slid her body back down mine.
She laid on top of me again and we kissed anew. Her tongue pushed into my mouth tasting her own juices. Actually, it was a mixture of her nectar and my precum we enjoyed together. For the first time, I felt her hand on my cock as she raised her body up and placed it inside of her. She told me she wanted to fuck. The word shocked me at first, but I would later learn it was her way of saying \making love\.
She sat upright grinding her hips up, down and around, her head bent back, her eyes rolled back as well. Soon, her sweet moans were again filling my ears like a love song. I wanted to cum so bad, but still I waited. I could feel her started to tense up again. I moved my hips upward thrusting deep inside her, but she controlled both the movement, pace and direction of the penetration.
Again she came! I was in my mid-forties and starting to feel like a stud. I wanted to finish; I wanted to cum. I wanted to continue fucking her, at my pace, but she lifted herself off me moving her body down mine once again.
Again, still not using her hands, she continued her earlier lovemaking on my still hard cock. God, I wanted her grab it with her hand, make me cum more quickly, but she continued the licking and sucking, picking up where she had left off earlier. I didn\'t know it then, but sucking cock was a passion for her and she had turned it into an art form. I wanted to fuck her face right then and there, but she controlled every movement. Again she took the shaft of my manhood all the way down her throat.
The feeling of her clenching my cock, somehow twisting it deep within her throat was back. I\'m not sure what it is she did, but it felt so good, sending an almost electrical pulse surging through my body I had never felt before. She continued to move her lips and mouth up and down the shaft of my cock, sometimes licking, sometimes kissing, sometimes sucking.
It was all too much for me. She knew I was on the edge and clamped her mouth down over my now twitching cock. I exploded deep inside her mouth and against the back of her throat, twice, three times, maybe more-who knows! My body went limp as she continued to suck and kiss gently.
Pulling herself up, once again she laid her body on mine, her breasts against my chest. Once again our lips met and our tongues joined together engaging in their own independent play.
I looked at the clock. Almost two hours had gone by since our first kiss. We continued to hold one another in a loving embrace. We both knew she would have to leave. She couldn\'t spend the night that night. We smoked a cigarette, drank some pop, talked a little, then held each other again.
When she left that night, I laid in bed thinking about her. I was going to see her again the next day-hell, it already was that day now! I could still feel the warmth of her body, her hands and her mouth. As I drifted off to sleep I knew this wasn\'t the Dawn I had known in high school, the one I thought I knew, this was a new Dawn.
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
The Debt
Gayle knew it was very important to borrow the money if she was to stay in business. Things were tight but expected to improve soon, meanwhile she just needed a thousand dollars to keep her head above water and Gayle was determined to get the money somehow.
Gayle tried to think of her options for borrowing the money and all she could come up with was a friend that had the money and would be more then willing to loan it to her. But the catch was. the way he would want it re-paid. He had the \'hots\' for her and sex would be the issue. Gayle had no doubt about it but no one else she could think of to loan her money on such short notice. She decided to approach David about the loan and to deal with it as carefully as she possibly could.
Several nights a week, Gayle went to David\'s house to sit in his hot tub. He was a friend but wanted to be more. She did not want to be anything but friends. she didn\'t feel attracted to him other then as a friend or so she told herself often enough. They always enjoyed each others company and laughed a lot when they hung out. He was constantly trying to convince her it was a rule that you had to go naked in the hot tub, but she refused to take her suit off and laughed at him about it. He never gave up trying to get her naked and devised different ways to get her out of her clothing. It had become a game between the two of them, one she did not intent to lose.
Gayle figured she had to offer more then the normal \'payback\' to get the loan, but she had to be very careful what was said. She went over to David\'s house, a new thong swimsuit in her bag, and her mind set. She\'d at least show him her ass and hope he would be satisfied enough with that and would just loan her the money. She was sure she could get the money but it had to be repaid as quickly as possible or who knew what David would demand of her in lieu of payment or interest.
David greeted Gayle at the door, a more then happy expression on his face. He was crazy about this hard to get naked female and was always eager to see her. Now if he could just get her out of her clothing. just once. They chatted for a few minutes before Gayle went to change into her suit. She heard the doorbell ring as she came out of the bathroom, then heard the voices of a couple of David\'s friends and figured he wouldn\'t come out to the hot tub for awhile. That was fine with her, she felt pretty close to naked, wearing the thong, and hurried to immerse herself in the tub\'s water.
Gayle sighed in pleasure as the water covered her up to her chin. The jets doing their job as they pushed water over and against Gayle\'s body. It felt heavenly to sit there in the hot water, her head tilted back, resting against a cushion. She let her mind drift, thinking of how to ask David for the loan and curious about what he might demand for it.
Gayle was a petite woman. The kind men thought of as a \'spinner.\' She was sexy, bright and had a good sense of humor which men found attractive.
Her features were small, she was juat barely over five feet tall and weighted a whole 108 lbs. She wore her hair shoulder length and liked the light blonde color of it. She colored her natural hair, which was a mousey brown, and had for years.
She had lived alone for a number of years after having had a failed marriage and a broken relationship with a long time boyfriend. She didn\'t trust men much anymore, they had caused her too much pain. Of course she liked men, always had, always would, but as for falling in love again, she had her doubts. She loved sex and hated to think of not having it on a regular basis, but it was too risky to sleep with just anyone.
She sat, with her eyes closed, enjoying the hot tub\'s comfort and didn\'t notice that David had come outside. He stood a distance away from the tub, just looking at Gayle and thinking how much he wanted to fuck her. She was one special lady as far as he was concerned. Now if he could only convince her to sleep with him, the world would be a better place! Davod grinned to himself, thinking, \'It will happen, just got to be patient.\'
Gayle snapped out of her daydreaming when David announced his arrival in the tub with a splash of the hot water washing over her face. \Damn it David! You shouldn\'t try to drown your guests with hot water!\ she scolded. David just laughed as he got comfortable across from her. \Oh hush,\ he replied to the irritated woman he adored and lusted after. They spent a half hour teasing each other, joking about different things and laughing.
\I\'m turning into a prune,\ Gayle finally said as she reached for a towel and stepped out of the tub. \No way, maybe a little raisonette\ David said, reaching to pinch Gayle\'s ass. She saw his movement and got out of his reach before his fingers made contact. \Your a snake!\ she laughed, wrapping the towel around her waist. \Nice ass.I mean thong,\ David leered, watching her blush. \I can\'t understand why you need to wear anything in the tub, I\'ll go naked if you will.\ he added. \You wish.\ she answered with a tight little smile.
They dried off and went inside the house. David fixed drinks for both of them and they sat in front of the fireplace, talking. Gayle was trying to work up the nerve to ask about the loan.
She had a strong feeling he was going to finally make her bend to his will with the request of seeing her naked. \'What harm could there be in that?\' she thought as she half listened to him. \Penny for your thoughts,\ David said, \I\'m sorry, I was just thinking.\ Gayle said in apology for not really listening and getting caught at it.
\David, I need to ask a big favor of you.\ she began.
David listened intently as Gayle told him her situation and asked for a loan of money. His heartbeat excelerated with excitement. A grin threatened to pull his mouth up at the corners. When Gayle had finished asking her question, he sat and looked into the fire for a few moments, letting her grow more nervous. \Well Gayle, it seems to me we can work something out here.\ he finally said as he turned his gaze on her once more. Gayle didn\'t miss seeing the twinkle in his brown eyes. She decided to ignore it.
\Oh David,\ she said in relief of having it overwith and said, \You don\'t know how much I appreciate you doing this for me! I\'ll have the money back to you in one week.\ she added. \One week huh? And if you don\'t have it then? Interest?\ David ask slyly. \Oh I\'ll have it.\ Gayle said, caution bells sounding in her head. \But if you don\'t?\ he said again, still staring directly into her eyes. \What do you want if I don\'t?\ she responded a little annoyed by his question.
\If you don\'t repay me the money in exactly one week from the day I give you the cash, I want to eat your pussy for one half hour.\ David told her.
Gayle\'s mouth dropped open, then closed quickly. She stared into the fire, feeling her cheeks burn pink at his suggestion. She shouldn\'t have been surprised, he had made it clear often enough that he\'d love to touch her. She sat there thinking over the deal he wanted her to agree to and decided, it wouldn\'t hurt to agree since she would have the money in plenty of time.
\Okay, it\'s a deal.\ she told him and frowned when he clapped his hands in his excitement. \Oh yeah! Baby.your gonna be one happy loser!\ he told her with a big sloppy grin on his face. \Aww c\'mon babe, don\'t look so \'down an out\' it\'s just a half hour that you\'ll love!\ he told her. \Shut-up you jackass!\ she scolded. David laughed at her words and the tone in which she said them. He loved a woman with a temper! It just meant she was probably pretty hot in bed too. He hoped she couldn\'t come up with the money and had to \'pay up\' on the interesting part of the deal. But he was also aware that she was pretty much capable of coming up with the money in a pinch, besides the fact she didn\'t want to let him have his way with her. He planned to keep his fingers, toes and anything else that would work, crossed, in hopes that she couldn\'t do it on time.
David thought of Gayle\'s tight little ass, which he had seen in the thong suit. Without a doubt the rest of her was just a yummy. Damn it was going to be one tense week of waiting and hoping she\'d fail to have the cash back to him at the appointed time.
The next afternoon, David gave Gayle ten hundred dollar bills. She thanked him and again promised to have it back to him at the end of the week. She had just made a buisness sale that would pay her a great deal of money, and it was supposed to be in her hands on Friday. She had to pay David by Monday or be forced to keep her word and let him have her. At least have her for a half hour.
It wasn\'t that David was unattractive, he wasn\'t. In fact he was quite good looking, but he was a womanizer, always chasing skirts and had a different woman weekly. Or so it seemed to Gayle. She didn\'t plan to be another notch on his belt or his bedpost. Not if she could help it from happening.
The week seemed to drag for David, he was anxious for it to end so he could \'do as he wished\' with pretty, little Gayle. He was more then a little fond of her, he sometimes thought he might even be in love. She was so different the the other women he knew and he respected her independance and spirit. But he wouldn\'t let her back down from their agreement, no way, no how.
Gayle felt the days slip past and it seemed to her they did so far too quickly. She kept busy with work and waited for Friday to arrive, bringing with it the money she was counting on. At least she did have until Monday in case, for some unknown reason, she didn\'t get it Friday. She could just imagine the smug smile on David\'s lips if she had to give it up to him.
Friday came, and Friday went. and the check was \'in the mail\' or so her customer told her on the telephone that afternoon after the postman had been there. Gayle had hung up, sat at her desk for a moment, then gotten up and kicked her wastebasket across the room. Her fists were clenched and she felt like throwing a tantrum right then and there. Getting herself under control, she got through the rest of the day. When she got home she called David. \Hi David, there\'s been a problem with the mail. It\'s going to be Monday after all, when I can bring you your money.\ she said, trying to keep her voice light.
\No problem babe,\ he answered in her ear, then laughed. \I can wait for you.\ he added before hanging up.
Gayle hadn\'t gone over to David\'s house all week and missed using the hot tub as well as his company. She just didn\'t feel relaxed enough to put up with his teasing, so she\'d stayed away. On Saturday, she made a trip to her office to check the mail but found no check waiting. She frowned as she locked the office and headed back home. The weekend finally ended and Monday arrived like it always did. Gayle tapped a pencil on her desktop while she waited impatiently for the mailman\'s arrival. He was late, of course, just to add to her annoyance. Then to make matters worse, he delivered no check.
Gayle couldn\'t believe it! She had been so certain it would be there. Now she had to face David with the news that she couldn\'t repay him as promised and she knew he would be thrilled.
Gayle decided she couldn\'t face David just yet, so she called him instead. \Hello David, I\'m afraid it\'s going to be a bit longer before I have your money.\ she said nervously. \No problem Gayle, I know your word is good and you\'ll give it to me as soon as you can.\ he answered in a calm voice. She couldn\'t see the hugh smile on his face. \Oh thank you David! I knew you would understand!\ she breathed in relief. They spoke for a few more minutes, then hung up. He didn\'t mention the promise she had made about sex. Gayle was sure he wouldn\'t hold her to it anyway.of course he wouldn\'t.
Tuesday morning brought the check she was waiting for. Gayle hurried to the bank to deposit it and to withdraw the borrowed money to repay David with. The day went by smoothly and she was feeling much better about things.
Gayle drove to David\'s house and sighed with relief when he took the money and acted as usual. He said the hot tub was heated up and ready for use. He told Gayle to go on ahead that he had a couple of telephone calls to make first, then he would join her. She smiled at him and went to change into her suit. She\'d forgotten it was the thong in her bag. She had no choice but to wear it now. Again she hurried to the tub so she could hide in the water the fact that she had it on.
David finally joined her, bringing drinks for both of them. He climbed into the hot water and sighed in pleasure of the hot water rushing around him. Gayle sipped her drink and thought how good it was. They chatted about each other\'s week and about mutual friends. A half hour later found them climbing out of the tub and toweling off. \Have you had dinner?\ David asked. \Yes, I grabbed a bite to eat after work.\ Gayle answered. \Well so have I, but I\'m definately ready for dessert!\ David said with a leer. Gayle stood frozen in her tracks. \David?\ she said, puzzled at his tone and the way he was looking at her.
David laughed. \C\'mon Gayle, you know the deal, and you are a day late with the money.\ he said.
Gayle frowned deeply at him then said, \Surely your not going to hold me to that are you?\ \Hey, your the one that agreed to it AND said you would keep your promise.\ he told her. Gayle was astonished that he obviously meant to make her keep her word. She felt betrayed and angry at him for it. But damn it, he was right, she had given her word. \Okay, okay,\ he said, \It doesn\'t have to be this very minute.\
Gayle got dressed and told David she would honor her word but not right then. She needed a little time to get her head right concerning it. He told her to take all the time she needed, as long as it wasn\'t more then a day or two. With that, she left madder then hell.
David grinned to himself after Gayle had slammed the door and stormed off. He knew she\'d get over it and might actually enjoy herself if she\'d give him a chance to show her how much he felt for her. He had made a mistake with their relationship in the beginning by basing it totally on \'friendship.\' That was what she had wanted and he\'d gone along with it only to regret it later when he found he felt more for her then just being \'buddies.\' He would wait until the right time to tell her how he felt. Meanwhile, if he could get a taste of her luscious pussy, all the better life would be! He hated to \'make\' her give in to him, but if that\'s what it took, so be it.
Gayle sat on her bed trying to calm herself down. She was so mad at David and at herself for getting into this \'deal\' of his. If she didn\'t follow through, it would make her look like a liar and a cheat, or that her word wasn\'t good. But considering all things, why should she honor her promise? She\'d given him the money back. But no matter how she looked at the situation, she was still in the wrong by not repaying the debt as promised when she got him to loan her the money. \Dammit! Dammit to hell\ she muttered. She was restless and angry at the whole thing having happened at all, and had no one to blame but herself for agreeing to it.
She jumped up off the bed and dressed again. \Might as well get it over with.\ she said to her reflection in the mirror. \And if I have to do it, I might as well make the best of it.\ she added, as she brushed her thick hair in quick strokes. She put on a short dress and back tights underneith. \Fuck the panties!\ she snarled as she jerked her shoes out of the closet and roughly put them on. She was so mad she could barely stand it. She knew she was acting childish but wasn\'t about to stop herself, not right then. Her anger was the fuel to keep her moving right at the moment.
Driving back to David\'s house, she had time to collect herself and by the time she arrived at his front door, she appeared cool and calm on the outside. David opened the door and smiled when he saw Gayle standing there. She was so beautiful in his eyes, even angry. He hoped her anger made her aggressive in bed! He stepped aside as she entered and stalked into the livingroom. One light was lit and the fire was blazing. He\'d been reading when she had knocked. A drink sat on the coffeetable and soft music was playing. \Can I get you something to drink?\ he asked. \Yes, make it something strong.\ Gayle snapped at him, then took her coat off and flung it over the back of a chair.
\Okay Gayle, relax.I\'m not going to kill you or anything.\ David told her when he returned with a whisky and seven-up in his hand. He handed her the drink and watched as she drank half of it down. Her eyes watered from the whisky, he\'d made it strong as she had requested. She felt the liquid warm her inside as it went down. Gayle wasn\'t much of a drinker and started to feel the alcohol right away. She visuably relaxed after a few more sips of the drink. David grinned, thinking how beautiful she was. No way would he let her out of their agreement, it might be his only chance to have her and he wasn\'t going to miss his opportunity.
\Well David, let\'s fuck.\ she said suddenly, her voice slightly slurred. She started to unbutton her dress. \Whoa.wait just a minute hon.\ he said \I\'m in no hurry babe.\ he added, watching her dress slide down her petite frame to a puddle on the floor. She kicked it away and started to peel the tights off next. David watched her with amusment and lust. \'Damn\' he thought, \'She is one beautiful woman.\' Gayle stood staring into the fire, wearing only her bra now, her petite body took on a glow from the light of the flames. Her hair fell down her back in waves and curls, making her look like a wild fairy to David. She was so tiny and childlike, it made his heart ache to look at her.
\Well, c\'mon.lets do it.\ she said as she turned on her heel and marched down the hallway towards his bedroom. \Gayle wait,\ he called after her. \Let\'s go sit in the hot tub for awhile.\ he told her when he caught up with her in the hall. \Why?\ she asked him, she had made up her mind and wanted to be done with it. David frowned, this wasn\'t exactly the way it was supposed to go. He didn\'t want a \'grudge fuck\' from her, he wanted her to enjoy it as much as he would. Taking her by the elbow, he guided her out the side door to the hot tub. She shrugged his hand off and reached behind her back to unhook her bra, then kicked her shoes off. David enjoyed looking at her naked body for a moment before she got into the water. He was delighted to see that she shaved her pussy. It was smooth and as lovely as he had figured it would be. His cock was also finding the sight most intriging. Not wanting the sight of his hardening cock to scare her off, he quickly got out of his pants and climbed into the tub and sat across from Gayle.
To ease the tension, David made small talk about his job, then about people they both knew. At first Gayle was reluctant to talk much. She could be pretty stubborn when she wanted, but after awhile she started to relax. David made no moves towards her, just chatted. It didn\'t take long before Gayle forgot her anger and was laughing at one of David\'s silly stories. She noticed her nakedness and grew quiet again. She\'d forgotten that she\'d taken her clothing off! Now she saw that David was also in the buff and her cheeks turned pink. David saw her blush and knew what had caused it. He quickly decided to ignore it and kept talking like nothing had happened.
Reaching over the side of the tub, David opened a small refrigerator and got ice cubes out of it. He had brought the whiskey and 7-Up out with them, he poured Gayle a fresh drink and handed it to her. She took the drink and thanked him before taking a big gulp. The warmth flooded her body on the inside as the whiskey made it\'s way down. David sipped his drink and looked at Gayle, admiring her skin, her blue eyes with their dark lashes, even wet, her hair looked good to him. He watched a drop of water fall from the tip of her nose to her chest, then roll downwards. He wished he was that drop of water right at the moment. Better yet, he\'d like to lick the dropplets of water off her body, one at a time. His cock twitched at these thoughts.
They had been sitting in the tub for a little more then half an hour. David suggested they get out and go back inside to the fire. It was getting pretty chilly outside. He stood and wrapped a towel around himself, then handed a terry cloth robe to Gayle. \Here, bundle up in this.\ he told her, then walked back to the house. Gayle watched him go and waited until he dissappeared inside before she stood up and put the robe on. Her teeth chattered as she hurried inside to find David adding wood to the fire. He had slipped into a pair of pants, just to ease her nervousness. When she sat near him, he barely glanced towards her.
David stood up and walked over to the one light burning in the room and turned it off. Now the only light came from the fireplace. He put some music on and sat on the couch, looking at the fire\'s flames licking the logs of wood. Gayle stared at them too, her mind a bit fuzzy from the drinks. She sat on the carpet, her back against a chair and her knees drawn up to her chest. She didn\'t notice the robe had fallen open and that David had a clear view of her snatch.
They sat in comfortable silence for awhile, then David rose from the couch and sat beside Gayle on the floor. She tensed up when his hand brushed her leg. Glancing at him quickly, she saw he was just getting comfortable on the floor, not trying to do anything to her! It suddenly dawned on her that she was acting pretty childish about things. After all, he hadn\'t forced her to agree to anything, she had done so willingly. And it wasn\'t his fault she hadn\'t been able to have the money when it was agreed upon. It was she who had given her word to honor their agreement. And now she realized how stupid she had been acting. They were both adults, not two kids.
Gayle moved over next to David and took the robe off. She lay back and smiled shyly at him. \I made a promise and I\'ll keep my word on it.\ she told him softly. David\'s eyes twinkled in the firelight as he gazed at her. One eyebrow had lifted a little when she spoke. He reached out and put his hand on her stomach, gently moving it over her softness. He scooted closer and leaned over to kiss her lips. He was thrilled to find her responding to his mouth. She was actually kissing him back!
David\'s tongue slid between Gayle\'s soft lips, exploring her mouth. He felt her tongue dance with his and his cock reacted with a jerk. He put one leg over her body and ran his hand down her, marvaling at her perfect little body. His mouth left hers and kissed it\'s way across her jawline then her throat. Gayle moaned softly as David made his way to her breasts. When his mouth covered the nipple of one of her tits, she felt like an electric shock had gone through her body.
David felt her nipple harden in his mouth, his tongue played around it for a moment, then he took it between his teeth and bit down lightly. Gayle groaned in pleasure, her eyes were closed, her lips slightly parted as he moved further down her body. It was like being in a dream, her body was loving the attention it was getting while her mind drifted on a cloud. David kissed her stomach, then used his tongue to make a damp path to the vee between her legs. He stopped and looked up at Gayle face for a second. \Don\'t stop!\ she moaned. He continued to lick and kiss everywhere but her pussy. He could see the moisture there and knew she was responding to his touches. Moving around so he could get between her legs, David lay down and put her feet over his shoulders.
Gayle held her breath, waiting for him to touch her pussy. She could hardly stand it now, she NEEDED to be touched there! He continued to play, moving his tongue in little circles close to her pussy but still not touching it. He wanted her to ask him to do it. Finally he heard her say, \Please David, lick my pussy! I can\'t stand it anymore!\ He smiled in triumph and plunged his tongue between her pussy lips. Gayle arched her back, raising her hips to meet his mouth. Pleasure exploded in her mind and body.
David inserted a finger slowly as he licked her pussy. He quickly found her clit and flicked his tongue against it. She was moaning and tossing her head from side to side. He felt her hands on the sides of his head, pulling him closer, deeper.
He sucked hard on her clit and she cried out for more. His cock was screaming for pussy now! He could feel it throbbing. The deal had been for him to just eat her pussy, now he wondered if he was expected to just do that or if fucking was part of the deal! Damn.he\'d never thought about that until now.
His question was answered when Gayle started begging, \David, fuck me.fuck my pussy! I want your cock inside of me.please!\ He slid up her body, careful not to crush her under his weight. When his cock was at the entrance, he held back, waiting. Gayle was crazy with lust, she HAD to have his cock and she wanted it NOW! With that thought, she thrust upwards and impaled herself on his hard manhood. \Aughhhhhhh YESSSSSSS!\ she yelled out as he started pumping his dick in and out of her wetness. Her legs lifted and wrapped around him, opening herself up to his thrusts. Their bodies moved together towards the same objective.release and pleasure. David\'s mouth found her breasts once more as he fucked her pussy. She responed with her body, her hands running over his back and shoulders, her hips grinding against him. He held back until her orgasm exploded wet juices over his cock, then he let go and she felt his hot cum deep inside her pussy. They both rode the wild ride together for a long time, or so it seemed. Finally, spent, he rolled over to hold her as he lay next to her on the floor. When her breathing was normal again she whispered \Wow.\ and gave a shaky laugh.
\Paid in full,\ David said with a satisfied smile on his face. Gayle slapped him on his arm playfully.
\Jackass.\ she snapped with a grin.
She knew things had changed between them and much to her surprise, she was happy about it. They lay together as the fire slowly burned down to ashes.
Gayle tried to think of her options for borrowing the money and all she could come up with was a friend that had the money and would be more then willing to loan it to her. But the catch was. the way he would want it re-paid. He had the \'hots\' for her and sex would be the issue. Gayle had no doubt about it but no one else she could think of to loan her money on such short notice. She decided to approach David about the loan and to deal with it as carefully as she possibly could.
Several nights a week, Gayle went to David\'s house to sit in his hot tub. He was a friend but wanted to be more. She did not want to be anything but friends. she didn\'t feel attracted to him other then as a friend or so she told herself often enough. They always enjoyed each others company and laughed a lot when they hung out. He was constantly trying to convince her it was a rule that you had to go naked in the hot tub, but she refused to take her suit off and laughed at him about it. He never gave up trying to get her naked and devised different ways to get her out of her clothing. It had become a game between the two of them, one she did not intent to lose.
Gayle figured she had to offer more then the normal \'payback\' to get the loan, but she had to be very careful what was said. She went over to David\'s house, a new thong swimsuit in her bag, and her mind set. She\'d at least show him her ass and hope he would be satisfied enough with that and would just loan her the money. She was sure she could get the money but it had to be repaid as quickly as possible or who knew what David would demand of her in lieu of payment or interest.
David greeted Gayle at the door, a more then happy expression on his face. He was crazy about this hard to get naked female and was always eager to see her. Now if he could just get her out of her clothing. just once. They chatted for a few minutes before Gayle went to change into her suit. She heard the doorbell ring as she came out of the bathroom, then heard the voices of a couple of David\'s friends and figured he wouldn\'t come out to the hot tub for awhile. That was fine with her, she felt pretty close to naked, wearing the thong, and hurried to immerse herself in the tub\'s water.
Gayle sighed in pleasure as the water covered her up to her chin. The jets doing their job as they pushed water over and against Gayle\'s body. It felt heavenly to sit there in the hot water, her head tilted back, resting against a cushion. She let her mind drift, thinking of how to ask David for the loan and curious about what he might demand for it.
Gayle was a petite woman. The kind men thought of as a \'spinner.\' She was sexy, bright and had a good sense of humor which men found attractive.
Her features were small, she was juat barely over five feet tall and weighted a whole 108 lbs. She wore her hair shoulder length and liked the light blonde color of it. She colored her natural hair, which was a mousey brown, and had for years.
She had lived alone for a number of years after having had a failed marriage and a broken relationship with a long time boyfriend. She didn\'t trust men much anymore, they had caused her too much pain. Of course she liked men, always had, always would, but as for falling in love again, she had her doubts. She loved sex and hated to think of not having it on a regular basis, but it was too risky to sleep with just anyone.
She sat, with her eyes closed, enjoying the hot tub\'s comfort and didn\'t notice that David had come outside. He stood a distance away from the tub, just looking at Gayle and thinking how much he wanted to fuck her. She was one special lady as far as he was concerned. Now if he could only convince her to sleep with him, the world would be a better place! Davod grinned to himself, thinking, \'It will happen, just got to be patient.\'
Gayle snapped out of her daydreaming when David announced his arrival in the tub with a splash of the hot water washing over her face. \Damn it David! You shouldn\'t try to drown your guests with hot water!\ she scolded. David just laughed as he got comfortable across from her. \Oh hush,\ he replied to the irritated woman he adored and lusted after. They spent a half hour teasing each other, joking about different things and laughing.
\I\'m turning into a prune,\ Gayle finally said as she reached for a towel and stepped out of the tub. \No way, maybe a little raisonette\ David said, reaching to pinch Gayle\'s ass. She saw his movement and got out of his reach before his fingers made contact. \Your a snake!\ she laughed, wrapping the towel around her waist. \Nice ass.I mean thong,\ David leered, watching her blush. \I can\'t understand why you need to wear anything in the tub, I\'ll go naked if you will.\ he added. \You wish.\ she answered with a tight little smile.
They dried off and went inside the house. David fixed drinks for both of them and they sat in front of the fireplace, talking. Gayle was trying to work up the nerve to ask about the loan.
She had a strong feeling he was going to finally make her bend to his will with the request of seeing her naked. \'What harm could there be in that?\' she thought as she half listened to him. \Penny for your thoughts,\ David said, \I\'m sorry, I was just thinking.\ Gayle said in apology for not really listening and getting caught at it.
\David, I need to ask a big favor of you.\ she began.
David listened intently as Gayle told him her situation and asked for a loan of money. His heartbeat excelerated with excitement. A grin threatened to pull his mouth up at the corners. When Gayle had finished asking her question, he sat and looked into the fire for a few moments, letting her grow more nervous. \Well Gayle, it seems to me we can work something out here.\ he finally said as he turned his gaze on her once more. Gayle didn\'t miss seeing the twinkle in his brown eyes. She decided to ignore it.
\Oh David,\ she said in relief of having it overwith and said, \You don\'t know how much I appreciate you doing this for me! I\'ll have the money back to you in one week.\ she added. \One week huh? And if you don\'t have it then? Interest?\ David ask slyly. \Oh I\'ll have it.\ Gayle said, caution bells sounding in her head. \But if you don\'t?\ he said again, still staring directly into her eyes. \What do you want if I don\'t?\ she responded a little annoyed by his question.
\If you don\'t repay me the money in exactly one week from the day I give you the cash, I want to eat your pussy for one half hour.\ David told her.
Gayle\'s mouth dropped open, then closed quickly. She stared into the fire, feeling her cheeks burn pink at his suggestion. She shouldn\'t have been surprised, he had made it clear often enough that he\'d love to touch her. She sat there thinking over the deal he wanted her to agree to and decided, it wouldn\'t hurt to agree since she would have the money in plenty of time.
\Okay, it\'s a deal.\ she told him and frowned when he clapped his hands in his excitement. \Oh yeah! Baby.your gonna be one happy loser!\ he told her with a big sloppy grin on his face. \Aww c\'mon babe, don\'t look so \'down an out\' it\'s just a half hour that you\'ll love!\ he told her. \Shut-up you jackass!\ she scolded. David laughed at her words and the tone in which she said them. He loved a woman with a temper! It just meant she was probably pretty hot in bed too. He hoped she couldn\'t come up with the money and had to \'pay up\' on the interesting part of the deal. But he was also aware that she was pretty much capable of coming up with the money in a pinch, besides the fact she didn\'t want to let him have his way with her. He planned to keep his fingers, toes and anything else that would work, crossed, in hopes that she couldn\'t do it on time.
David thought of Gayle\'s tight little ass, which he had seen in the thong suit. Without a doubt the rest of her was just a yummy. Damn it was going to be one tense week of waiting and hoping she\'d fail to have the cash back to him at the appointed time.
The next afternoon, David gave Gayle ten hundred dollar bills. She thanked him and again promised to have it back to him at the end of the week. She had just made a buisness sale that would pay her a great deal of money, and it was supposed to be in her hands on Friday. She had to pay David by Monday or be forced to keep her word and let him have her. At least have her for a half hour.
It wasn\'t that David was unattractive, he wasn\'t. In fact he was quite good looking, but he was a womanizer, always chasing skirts and had a different woman weekly. Or so it seemed to Gayle. She didn\'t plan to be another notch on his belt or his bedpost. Not if she could help it from happening.
The week seemed to drag for David, he was anxious for it to end so he could \'do as he wished\' with pretty, little Gayle. He was more then a little fond of her, he sometimes thought he might even be in love. She was so different the the other women he knew and he respected her independance and spirit. But he wouldn\'t let her back down from their agreement, no way, no how.
Gayle felt the days slip past and it seemed to her they did so far too quickly. She kept busy with work and waited for Friday to arrive, bringing with it the money she was counting on. At least she did have until Monday in case, for some unknown reason, she didn\'t get it Friday. She could just imagine the smug smile on David\'s lips if she had to give it up to him.
Friday came, and Friday went. and the check was \'in the mail\' or so her customer told her on the telephone that afternoon after the postman had been there. Gayle had hung up, sat at her desk for a moment, then gotten up and kicked her wastebasket across the room. Her fists were clenched and she felt like throwing a tantrum right then and there. Getting herself under control, she got through the rest of the day. When she got home she called David. \Hi David, there\'s been a problem with the mail. It\'s going to be Monday after all, when I can bring you your money.\ she said, trying to keep her voice light.
\No problem babe,\ he answered in her ear, then laughed. \I can wait for you.\ he added before hanging up.
Gayle hadn\'t gone over to David\'s house all week and missed using the hot tub as well as his company. She just didn\'t feel relaxed enough to put up with his teasing, so she\'d stayed away. On Saturday, she made a trip to her office to check the mail but found no check waiting. She frowned as she locked the office and headed back home. The weekend finally ended and Monday arrived like it always did. Gayle tapped a pencil on her desktop while she waited impatiently for the mailman\'s arrival. He was late, of course, just to add to her annoyance. Then to make matters worse, he delivered no check.
Gayle couldn\'t believe it! She had been so certain it would be there. Now she had to face David with the news that she couldn\'t repay him as promised and she knew he would be thrilled.
Gayle decided she couldn\'t face David just yet, so she called him instead. \Hello David, I\'m afraid it\'s going to be a bit longer before I have your money.\ she said nervously. \No problem Gayle, I know your word is good and you\'ll give it to me as soon as you can.\ he answered in a calm voice. She couldn\'t see the hugh smile on his face. \Oh thank you David! I knew you would understand!\ she breathed in relief. They spoke for a few more minutes, then hung up. He didn\'t mention the promise she had made about sex. Gayle was sure he wouldn\'t hold her to it anyway.of course he wouldn\'t.
Tuesday morning brought the check she was waiting for. Gayle hurried to the bank to deposit it and to withdraw the borrowed money to repay David with. The day went by smoothly and she was feeling much better about things.
Gayle drove to David\'s house and sighed with relief when he took the money and acted as usual. He said the hot tub was heated up and ready for use. He told Gayle to go on ahead that he had a couple of telephone calls to make first, then he would join her. She smiled at him and went to change into her suit. She\'d forgotten it was the thong in her bag. She had no choice but to wear it now. Again she hurried to the tub so she could hide in the water the fact that she had it on.
David finally joined her, bringing drinks for both of them. He climbed into the hot water and sighed in pleasure of the hot water rushing around him. Gayle sipped her drink and thought how good it was. They chatted about each other\'s week and about mutual friends. A half hour later found them climbing out of the tub and toweling off. \Have you had dinner?\ David asked. \Yes, I grabbed a bite to eat after work.\ Gayle answered. \Well so have I, but I\'m definately ready for dessert!\ David said with a leer. Gayle stood frozen in her tracks. \David?\ she said, puzzled at his tone and the way he was looking at her.
David laughed. \C\'mon Gayle, you know the deal, and you are a day late with the money.\ he said.
Gayle frowned deeply at him then said, \Surely your not going to hold me to that are you?\ \Hey, your the one that agreed to it AND said you would keep your promise.\ he told her. Gayle was astonished that he obviously meant to make her keep her word. She felt betrayed and angry at him for it. But damn it, he was right, she had given her word. \Okay, okay,\ he said, \It doesn\'t have to be this very minute.\
Gayle got dressed and told David she would honor her word but not right then. She needed a little time to get her head right concerning it. He told her to take all the time she needed, as long as it wasn\'t more then a day or two. With that, she left madder then hell.
David grinned to himself after Gayle had slammed the door and stormed off. He knew she\'d get over it and might actually enjoy herself if she\'d give him a chance to show her how much he felt for her. He had made a mistake with their relationship in the beginning by basing it totally on \'friendship.\' That was what she had wanted and he\'d gone along with it only to regret it later when he found he felt more for her then just being \'buddies.\' He would wait until the right time to tell her how he felt. Meanwhile, if he could get a taste of her luscious pussy, all the better life would be! He hated to \'make\' her give in to him, but if that\'s what it took, so be it.
Gayle sat on her bed trying to calm herself down. She was so mad at David and at herself for getting into this \'deal\' of his. If she didn\'t follow through, it would make her look like a liar and a cheat, or that her word wasn\'t good. But considering all things, why should she honor her promise? She\'d given him the money back. But no matter how she looked at the situation, she was still in the wrong by not repaying the debt as promised when she got him to loan her the money. \Dammit! Dammit to hell\ she muttered. She was restless and angry at the whole thing having happened at all, and had no one to blame but herself for agreeing to it.
She jumped up off the bed and dressed again. \Might as well get it over with.\ she said to her reflection in the mirror. \And if I have to do it, I might as well make the best of it.\ she added, as she brushed her thick hair in quick strokes. She put on a short dress and back tights underneith. \Fuck the panties!\ she snarled as she jerked her shoes out of the closet and roughly put them on. She was so mad she could barely stand it. She knew she was acting childish but wasn\'t about to stop herself, not right then. Her anger was the fuel to keep her moving right at the moment.
Driving back to David\'s house, she had time to collect herself and by the time she arrived at his front door, she appeared cool and calm on the outside. David opened the door and smiled when he saw Gayle standing there. She was so beautiful in his eyes, even angry. He hoped her anger made her aggressive in bed! He stepped aside as she entered and stalked into the livingroom. One light was lit and the fire was blazing. He\'d been reading when she had knocked. A drink sat on the coffeetable and soft music was playing. \Can I get you something to drink?\ he asked. \Yes, make it something strong.\ Gayle snapped at him, then took her coat off and flung it over the back of a chair.
\Okay Gayle, relax.I\'m not going to kill you or anything.\ David told her when he returned with a whisky and seven-up in his hand. He handed her the drink and watched as she drank half of it down. Her eyes watered from the whisky, he\'d made it strong as she had requested. She felt the liquid warm her inside as it went down. Gayle wasn\'t much of a drinker and started to feel the alcohol right away. She visuably relaxed after a few more sips of the drink. David grinned, thinking how beautiful she was. No way would he let her out of their agreement, it might be his only chance to have her and he wasn\'t going to miss his opportunity.
\Well David, let\'s fuck.\ she said suddenly, her voice slightly slurred. She started to unbutton her dress. \Whoa.wait just a minute hon.\ he said \I\'m in no hurry babe.\ he added, watching her dress slide down her petite frame to a puddle on the floor. She kicked it away and started to peel the tights off next. David watched her with amusment and lust. \'Damn\' he thought, \'She is one beautiful woman.\' Gayle stood staring into the fire, wearing only her bra now, her petite body took on a glow from the light of the flames. Her hair fell down her back in waves and curls, making her look like a wild fairy to David. She was so tiny and childlike, it made his heart ache to look at her.
\Well, c\'mon.lets do it.\ she said as she turned on her heel and marched down the hallway towards his bedroom. \Gayle wait,\ he called after her. \Let\'s go sit in the hot tub for awhile.\ he told her when he caught up with her in the hall. \Why?\ she asked him, she had made up her mind and wanted to be done with it. David frowned, this wasn\'t exactly the way it was supposed to go. He didn\'t want a \'grudge fuck\' from her, he wanted her to enjoy it as much as he would. Taking her by the elbow, he guided her out the side door to the hot tub. She shrugged his hand off and reached behind her back to unhook her bra, then kicked her shoes off. David enjoyed looking at her naked body for a moment before she got into the water. He was delighted to see that she shaved her pussy. It was smooth and as lovely as he had figured it would be. His cock was also finding the sight most intriging. Not wanting the sight of his hardening cock to scare her off, he quickly got out of his pants and climbed into the tub and sat across from Gayle.
To ease the tension, David made small talk about his job, then about people they both knew. At first Gayle was reluctant to talk much. She could be pretty stubborn when she wanted, but after awhile she started to relax. David made no moves towards her, just chatted. It didn\'t take long before Gayle forgot her anger and was laughing at one of David\'s silly stories. She noticed her nakedness and grew quiet again. She\'d forgotten that she\'d taken her clothing off! Now she saw that David was also in the buff and her cheeks turned pink. David saw her blush and knew what had caused it. He quickly decided to ignore it and kept talking like nothing had happened.
Reaching over the side of the tub, David opened a small refrigerator and got ice cubes out of it. He had brought the whiskey and 7-Up out with them, he poured Gayle a fresh drink and handed it to her. She took the drink and thanked him before taking a big gulp. The warmth flooded her body on the inside as the whiskey made it\'s way down. David sipped his drink and looked at Gayle, admiring her skin, her blue eyes with their dark lashes, even wet, her hair looked good to him. He watched a drop of water fall from the tip of her nose to her chest, then roll downwards. He wished he was that drop of water right at the moment. Better yet, he\'d like to lick the dropplets of water off her body, one at a time. His cock twitched at these thoughts.
They had been sitting in the tub for a little more then half an hour. David suggested they get out and go back inside to the fire. It was getting pretty chilly outside. He stood and wrapped a towel around himself, then handed a terry cloth robe to Gayle. \Here, bundle up in this.\ he told her, then walked back to the house. Gayle watched him go and waited until he dissappeared inside before she stood up and put the robe on. Her teeth chattered as she hurried inside to find David adding wood to the fire. He had slipped into a pair of pants, just to ease her nervousness. When she sat near him, he barely glanced towards her.
David stood up and walked over to the one light burning in the room and turned it off. Now the only light came from the fireplace. He put some music on and sat on the couch, looking at the fire\'s flames licking the logs of wood. Gayle stared at them too, her mind a bit fuzzy from the drinks. She sat on the carpet, her back against a chair and her knees drawn up to her chest. She didn\'t notice the robe had fallen open and that David had a clear view of her snatch.
They sat in comfortable silence for awhile, then David rose from the couch and sat beside Gayle on the floor. She tensed up when his hand brushed her leg. Glancing at him quickly, she saw he was just getting comfortable on the floor, not trying to do anything to her! It suddenly dawned on her that she was acting pretty childish about things. After all, he hadn\'t forced her to agree to anything, she had done so willingly. And it wasn\'t his fault she hadn\'t been able to have the money when it was agreed upon. It was she who had given her word to honor their agreement. And now she realized how stupid she had been acting. They were both adults, not two kids.
Gayle moved over next to David and took the robe off. She lay back and smiled shyly at him. \I made a promise and I\'ll keep my word on it.\ she told him softly. David\'s eyes twinkled in the firelight as he gazed at her. One eyebrow had lifted a little when she spoke. He reached out and put his hand on her stomach, gently moving it over her softness. He scooted closer and leaned over to kiss her lips. He was thrilled to find her responding to his mouth. She was actually kissing him back!
David\'s tongue slid between Gayle\'s soft lips, exploring her mouth. He felt her tongue dance with his and his cock reacted with a jerk. He put one leg over her body and ran his hand down her, marvaling at her perfect little body. His mouth left hers and kissed it\'s way across her jawline then her throat. Gayle moaned softly as David made his way to her breasts. When his mouth covered the nipple of one of her tits, she felt like an electric shock had gone through her body.
David felt her nipple harden in his mouth, his tongue played around it for a moment, then he took it between his teeth and bit down lightly. Gayle groaned in pleasure, her eyes were closed, her lips slightly parted as he moved further down her body. It was like being in a dream, her body was loving the attention it was getting while her mind drifted on a cloud. David kissed her stomach, then used his tongue to make a damp path to the vee between her legs. He stopped and looked up at Gayle face for a second. \Don\'t stop!\ she moaned. He continued to lick and kiss everywhere but her pussy. He could see the moisture there and knew she was responding to his touches. Moving around so he could get between her legs, David lay down and put her feet over his shoulders.
Gayle held her breath, waiting for him to touch her pussy. She could hardly stand it now, she NEEDED to be touched there! He continued to play, moving his tongue in little circles close to her pussy but still not touching it. He wanted her to ask him to do it. Finally he heard her say, \Please David, lick my pussy! I can\'t stand it anymore!\ He smiled in triumph and plunged his tongue between her pussy lips. Gayle arched her back, raising her hips to meet his mouth. Pleasure exploded in her mind and body.
David inserted a finger slowly as he licked her pussy. He quickly found her clit and flicked his tongue against it. She was moaning and tossing her head from side to side. He felt her hands on the sides of his head, pulling him closer, deeper.
He sucked hard on her clit and she cried out for more. His cock was screaming for pussy now! He could feel it throbbing. The deal had been for him to just eat her pussy, now he wondered if he was expected to just do that or if fucking was part of the deal! Damn.he\'d never thought about that until now.
His question was answered when Gayle started begging, \David, fuck me.fuck my pussy! I want your cock inside of me.please!\ He slid up her body, careful not to crush her under his weight. When his cock was at the entrance, he held back, waiting. Gayle was crazy with lust, she HAD to have his cock and she wanted it NOW! With that thought, she thrust upwards and impaled herself on his hard manhood. \Aughhhhhhh YESSSSSSS!\ she yelled out as he started pumping his dick in and out of her wetness. Her legs lifted and wrapped around him, opening herself up to his thrusts. Their bodies moved together towards the same objective.release and pleasure. David\'s mouth found her breasts once more as he fucked her pussy. She responed with her body, her hands running over his back and shoulders, her hips grinding against him. He held back until her orgasm exploded wet juices over his cock, then he let go and she felt his hot cum deep inside her pussy. They both rode the wild ride together for a long time, or so it seemed. Finally, spent, he rolled over to hold her as he lay next to her on the floor. When her breathing was normal again she whispered \Wow.\ and gave a shaky laugh.
\Paid in full,\ David said with a satisfied smile on his face. Gayle slapped him on his arm playfully.
\Jackass.\ she snapped with a grin.
She knew things had changed between them and much to her surprise, she was happy about it. They lay together as the fire slowly burned down to ashes.
Part 6 of Delilahs Special Weekend
John and I returned from the Hudsons party about 1am, and John went upstairs for a quick shower. I stayed downstairs to wait for him because I had plans to seduce him when he came back to join me for a nightcap. I had watched John flirting with all the ladies the whole evening. I got hotter and wetter as I watched John work the room, an innocent touch here, a not so innocent touch there. I loved to watch him taunt and tease them. Whenever he caught me watching, John would smile that who me? smile that has gotten him out of trouble many times over.
Younger women have never been able to refuse Johns charms, including yours truly. Although John is not exceptionally handsome, he is attractive and his boyish grin and steel gray eyes will melt a woman with just one glance. His tall slender frame crowned by a full crop of dark brown hair gives him a youthful look even though he is into his sixties. His virile sexual prowess seems to precede his entrance into a room causing heads to turn and women to sniff the air to grasp his scent. I was drawn to him immediately when I met him, and even though he was twenty years my senior, I knew I had to have him. Believe me, Ive never regretted my decision. He has pleased me sexually far beyond my wildest dreams and is always surprising me with exciting new sexual adventures.
I turn the lights down low, and grab the bottle of vodka from the bar. I kick off my shoes and sit down on the sofa, pulling my feet up under me. Pouring myself a glassful of vodka, I sink into the sofa and wait. I must admit I was already a little more than tipsy, so the vodka went down quickly spreading its warmth throughout my body. I pour another and think about my wonderful man; how much I love him and how much I love making love to him. I guess it was the thoughts of making love to John filling my head as I drifted off to sleep that led me into the erotic dream, but it all felt so real. So real:
I was laying on the sofa all curled up, warm and cozy. I heard John come down the stairs and enter the den. I asked him if he wanted a drink but he didnt answer. He came straight to the couch and stood in front of me. There was a wild animalistic look in his eyes. My sweet gentle lover has been seized by his base desire of want, and I shudder at the tingle his gaze sends through me. He takes my drink and sits it on the coffee table behind him. Turning back to face me, he unzips his pants and pulls out his half erect cock. John pumps his thick mast a few times increasing its hardness, reaches down, pushes my short skirt higher up my thigh, and strokes my slit through the sheer satin of my undies. My breath catches in my throat and then becomes deep moans as I fill with the need growing under his skillful hand. John stops massaging our sexes and reaches inside my gaping blouse. His eager hands scoop both my breasts out of my half bra and roughly pushes them together, rubbing my hardening rose nipples with his thumbs. I love the sensation of his fingers as they manipulate my breasts and my nipples. Little jolts of electricity travel directly from my nipples to my pussy. Such a delicious hot feeling begins to flow through my whole body. I feel my pussy twitch in anticipation, and I shift on the sofa to rub it more persuasively against my foot.
Johns growing cock waving boldly in front of my face adds to my heat. He releases my breasts, grasps his rigid pole and brushes the velvety softness of the purple head across my lips. The aroma of Johns sex wafts upward permeating my nostrils, and I open my mouth to accept his gift. He places his hand on the back of my head and begins to pump his hardness over my teeth and tongue in a search for the heat of my throat. I love the taste of his cock sliding across my tongue. I suckle hungrily at his manhood, taking him deeper with each stroke. I curl my tongue to caress Johns cock as he feeds me his love. But far too soon, he pulls back from my mouth, and I watch mesmerized as he strokes his rod and fondle his balls. He then reaches down and pushes my skirt up higher, turns me on my side and rubs the cheeks of my ass. Smmaccckk! I feel the sting of his firm hand as he slaps my ass, making us both hotter. Need begins to overtake him and he rubs my snatch through my panties, rubbing harder and harder. His assault raises my heat until the moisture spills out of me and wets my panties against his fingers. He strokes himself some more and then forcefully rolls me onto my belly and pulls my lower half off the end of the couch. My derriere is perched before him as would be the virgin sacrifice. John pushes my knees apart and with one rough movement pushes my panties aside and shoves two fingers into my moist hole. Ah, yes, that feels so good. He rubs his cock head around my clit and the wetness of my pleading hole and then plunges in the full length. My cunt sucks greedily at his cock as he rams it in and out, plunging into the hilt, his balls slapping my clit. My rapid breathing giving away my wantonness, I push against him. Yes, yes. I moan to myself over and over again as he fills my need to have him buried deep in my cunt. He has taken me in raw lust and I am his to use for his release.
John reaches under me and grabs my tits for leverage and pushes deeper and harder into my wet hot box. \Oooo, Aaaaah, Eeeee,\ Is all I hear him roar as he throws his head back in pleasure. I feel the pussy juices running out of me as he pulls his cock all the way out and then slams it into me again, rubbing across my G-spot and crashing into my cervix.
I feel his body tense behind me and feel his hot jism blow in hot gushes deep into my pussy. His animalistic moans of release are so loud they shake the walls and bring me to a thundering orgasm. Ahhh, Ahhhh, my throbbing clit intensifies the spasms in my cunt and it grips his cock tightly, milking the tool for all its worth. Even after dumping his load, Johns dick is still hard as he push his hands against my ass to free his throbbing erection. As he pulls his cock from my grasping box, he begins to cum again and shoot yet another load that splashes onto my pussy lips and ass cheeks. I respond with another orgasm of my own. John reaches down and rubs my clit harshly between his fingers. Oh, so sensitive, so rough, so good. I shudder and my hips convulse up and down involuntarily, and I cum hard, pussy juice running out of my cunt to mix with his fresh cum.
John collapses onto my back, and we doze for a short time, only to wake up and have another quickie. Then he bathes my pussy with a warm rag and places me back onto the couch in the position I was, and turning away, walks out without a word.
Yes, it was a very strange but delicious dream. I yawn and stretch looking through my sleepy gaze for the clock. Surely, John should be done with his shower by now. Hey, wait a minute! What is this white sticky stuff on my leg? A dream? Looks like dreams really do come true.
Younger women have never been able to refuse Johns charms, including yours truly. Although John is not exceptionally handsome, he is attractive and his boyish grin and steel gray eyes will melt a woman with just one glance. His tall slender frame crowned by a full crop of dark brown hair gives him a youthful look even though he is into his sixties. His virile sexual prowess seems to precede his entrance into a room causing heads to turn and women to sniff the air to grasp his scent. I was drawn to him immediately when I met him, and even though he was twenty years my senior, I knew I had to have him. Believe me, Ive never regretted my decision. He has pleased me sexually far beyond my wildest dreams and is always surprising me with exciting new sexual adventures.
I turn the lights down low, and grab the bottle of vodka from the bar. I kick off my shoes and sit down on the sofa, pulling my feet up under me. Pouring myself a glassful of vodka, I sink into the sofa and wait. I must admit I was already a little more than tipsy, so the vodka went down quickly spreading its warmth throughout my body. I pour another and think about my wonderful man; how much I love him and how much I love making love to him. I guess it was the thoughts of making love to John filling my head as I drifted off to sleep that led me into the erotic dream, but it all felt so real. So real:
I was laying on the sofa all curled up, warm and cozy. I heard John come down the stairs and enter the den. I asked him if he wanted a drink but he didnt answer. He came straight to the couch and stood in front of me. There was a wild animalistic look in his eyes. My sweet gentle lover has been seized by his base desire of want, and I shudder at the tingle his gaze sends through me. He takes my drink and sits it on the coffee table behind him. Turning back to face me, he unzips his pants and pulls out his half erect cock. John pumps his thick mast a few times increasing its hardness, reaches down, pushes my short skirt higher up my thigh, and strokes my slit through the sheer satin of my undies. My breath catches in my throat and then becomes deep moans as I fill with the need growing under his skillful hand. John stops massaging our sexes and reaches inside my gaping blouse. His eager hands scoop both my breasts out of my half bra and roughly pushes them together, rubbing my hardening rose nipples with his thumbs. I love the sensation of his fingers as they manipulate my breasts and my nipples. Little jolts of electricity travel directly from my nipples to my pussy. Such a delicious hot feeling begins to flow through my whole body. I feel my pussy twitch in anticipation, and I shift on the sofa to rub it more persuasively against my foot.
Johns growing cock waving boldly in front of my face adds to my heat. He releases my breasts, grasps his rigid pole and brushes the velvety softness of the purple head across my lips. The aroma of Johns sex wafts upward permeating my nostrils, and I open my mouth to accept his gift. He places his hand on the back of my head and begins to pump his hardness over my teeth and tongue in a search for the heat of my throat. I love the taste of his cock sliding across my tongue. I suckle hungrily at his manhood, taking him deeper with each stroke. I curl my tongue to caress Johns cock as he feeds me his love. But far too soon, he pulls back from my mouth, and I watch mesmerized as he strokes his rod and fondle his balls. He then reaches down and pushes my skirt up higher, turns me on my side and rubs the cheeks of my ass. Smmaccckk! I feel the sting of his firm hand as he slaps my ass, making us both hotter. Need begins to overtake him and he rubs my snatch through my panties, rubbing harder and harder. His assault raises my heat until the moisture spills out of me and wets my panties against his fingers. He strokes himself some more and then forcefully rolls me onto my belly and pulls my lower half off the end of the couch. My derriere is perched before him as would be the virgin sacrifice. John pushes my knees apart and with one rough movement pushes my panties aside and shoves two fingers into my moist hole. Ah, yes, that feels so good. He rubs his cock head around my clit and the wetness of my pleading hole and then plunges in the full length. My cunt sucks greedily at his cock as he rams it in and out, plunging into the hilt, his balls slapping my clit. My rapid breathing giving away my wantonness, I push against him. Yes, yes. I moan to myself over and over again as he fills my need to have him buried deep in my cunt. He has taken me in raw lust and I am his to use for his release.
John reaches under me and grabs my tits for leverage and pushes deeper and harder into my wet hot box. \Oooo, Aaaaah, Eeeee,\ Is all I hear him roar as he throws his head back in pleasure. I feel the pussy juices running out of me as he pulls his cock all the way out and then slams it into me again, rubbing across my G-spot and crashing into my cervix.
I feel his body tense behind me and feel his hot jism blow in hot gushes deep into my pussy. His animalistic moans of release are so loud they shake the walls and bring me to a thundering orgasm. Ahhh, Ahhhh, my throbbing clit intensifies the spasms in my cunt and it grips his cock tightly, milking the tool for all its worth. Even after dumping his load, Johns dick is still hard as he push his hands against my ass to free his throbbing erection. As he pulls his cock from my grasping box, he begins to cum again and shoot yet another load that splashes onto my pussy lips and ass cheeks. I respond with another orgasm of my own. John reaches down and rubs my clit harshly between his fingers. Oh, so sensitive, so rough, so good. I shudder and my hips convulse up and down involuntarily, and I cum hard, pussy juice running out of my cunt to mix with his fresh cum.
John collapses onto my back, and we doze for a short time, only to wake up and have another quickie. Then he bathes my pussy with a warm rag and places me back onto the couch in the position I was, and turning away, walks out without a word.
Yes, it was a very strange but delicious dream. I yawn and stretch looking through my sleepy gaze for the clock. Surely, John should be done with his shower by now. Hey, wait a minute! What is this white sticky stuff on my leg? A dream? Looks like dreams really do come true.
Plan B
He was absolutely elated. He couldn\'t believe that he had been hired as a junior executive after graduating from the University of Michigan. There was only time for a quick visit home to Kansas and then, off to New York. This was one of those \'plum\' jobs that MBAs dream about. The fact that he had graduated number two in his class had a lot to do with his selection to the position.
It was a very long drive from Ann Arbor to Salinas. By the time he got home, he was completely exhausted. His mother greeted him at the door. \It\'s so good to see you son. You didn\'t bother to write or call for over two months. We\'ve been worried about you.\
\Gee, I\'m sorry mom. I\'ve just been so busy trying to get my masters that I really haven\'t had time to think about much besides study. I\'m home for now. I\'ve only got ten days to get to New York, so I can\'t stay very long.\
\New York? Why do you have to go to New York? Surely there must be some jobs here in Kansas.\
\I must admit I had some offers from Kansas City, but none of them pay like the New York job.\
\Money isn\'t everything, son. I guess you\'ll have to find out on your own.\ She hugged him and kissed him. \Your father will be home soon. I\'m sure you\'ll have a lot to discuss with him.\
\I need a shower and some rest, mom. It was a long, hard drive here from Michigan.\
\Your room is still waiting for you. We\'ve kept it just like you left it.\
He dragged his bags up the steps to the second floor bedroom. The room that had seemed small to him when he left for college now looked enormous after the postage-stamp sized dorm rooms. He quickly undressed and headed for the shower wearing only his boxers. After the shower he flopped down on the bed and immediately fell asleep.
His father woke him for dinner. He stood up and shook his father\'s hand. \Hi, dad, it\'s so good to see you again.\
\It\'s good to see you, too, son. I heard you got a job in New York.\
\Oh, yeah, and it\'s a dandy. I\'m a new junior executive! It pays twice as much as any other offer I got. Promotion possibilities are endless.\
\I\'m happy for you son. Please don\'t scare your mama by not keeping in touch. She\'s been frantic the last two months worrying about you.\
\I promise I\'ll write and call from New York every chance I get. It won\'t be like school. I\'ll have some time off.\
\Well, let\'s go eat. Your mama fried some chicken.\
Fried chicken was his favorite meal. He sprinted down the stairs and into the dining room.
\Joe Prince, come here and let me look at you!\ squealed the girl in the living room.
It was Cindy Bateman, his old flame. \Hi, Cindy. What are you up to?\
She jumped off the couch, wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.
\Your mama told me you were coming home and she invited me over for dinner. How are you?\
Cindy wasn\'t the prettiest girl in Kansas, but she was very nice looking and had been Joe\'s sweetheart in high school. Her family didn\'t have enough money to send her to college and her grades had never been good enough to get a scholarship. After Joe left, she had waited for him. At 24, she was still a virgin.
Joe looked at her and smiled. \So are all the boys still snuffling up your tracks, or did you manage to land one?\
\Oh, Joe, I never went out with anyone but you.\ She sighed. \How long can you stay this time?\
\Only a few days. I have to report to my new job in ten days and it is a long way away.\
\Come and get it,\ mama yelled from the dining room.
As Joe passed his mother he whispered, \Very sneaky, ma.\
She had a smug smile on her face. She knew where Joe\'s weaknesses lay.
Cindy sat next to Joe at the dinner table. She had loved Joe with all her heart in high school and she still felt the same. The look in her eyes was a dead giveaway to everyone at the table including Joe.
Joe had some deep feelings about Cindy, but he was sure that having been away so long, they would have diminished. With her sitting next to him and sharing a meal, he wasn\'t so sure.
\Did you date a lot in school, Joe?\ Cindy asked.
\I tried but I just didn\'t have time for much fun. I was way too busy studying.\
\I haven\'t had any dates since you left,\ Cindy replied.
Joe recognized the trap, but at this point, he didn\'t care. \So would you like to go to a movie with me?\ he asked.
\Absolutely! When?\
\How about after dinner?\
\Okay, no problem. I can be ready in twenty minutes.\ Cindy lived just a block away. She excused herself and shot out the door, practically sprinting home.
Joe sat there in a daze. What had just happened? Suddenly he was going on a date with a girl he knew from six years ago. In a way, it made him proud to think that she might really be enamored of him after all this time. He assessed the situation and decided that he really did want to date her. Maybe she would provide a little diversion while he waited for his new position to open.
There was a soft knock on the door. Joe answered it and there stood Cindy looking better than he ever remembered. \Wow!\ he remarked.
\Wow!\ his dad remarked, standing behind him.
\Cindy, you are just perfect,\ said his mom.
\Gee, thanks,\ was her only comment.
Joe said, \Come in and sit down. I\'ll be ready in five minutes.\ He raced upstairs and quickly cleaned up, brushed his teeth and combed his hair.
As he came down the stairs, he heard Cindy giggle and whisper something to his mother. Now he was certain that his mother was part of the plot. He just didn\'t know what the plot was. Ready?\ he asked.
\More than ready!\ came the response as she got up and headed for the door.
They got into Joe\'s car and started down the street. \Where do you want to go?\ he asked.
\How about the drive-in?\ she answered.
\Sounds good. What\'s playing?\ he asked.
\I don\'t know. It doesn\'t make any difference.\
Joe looked at her quizzically. \You don\'t care what\'s showing?\
\Nope.\
The sun was setting as they pulled through the entrance to the drive-in. Joe paid the tickets and drove slowly inside, toward the front.
\This is too close. It\'ll hurt my eyes.\ Complained Cindy.
\Okay. You pick a spot.\
She pointed to the back row, over against the fence. Joe drove to the appointed spot and parked the car. \Here?\ he asked.
\Yes, this will do nicely,\ she replied.
The lights went out and they were plunged into almost total darkness. Cindy slid across the seat next to Joe. She felt so good sitting next to him. He was getting very comfortable. She felt like home. He put his arm around her and she snuggled into his body. He felt her hand on his thigh. He put his free hand on it and moved it up a couple of notches. Her free hand went around his neck and she pulled him down to her lips. She was warm and wet and tasted so good. His tongue snaked between her lips and started to wrestle with hers. They necked and petted during the first movie. The lights came on, blinding both of them temporarily. Cindy was panting rapidly.
Joe moved her back a little. \Oh man! That was wonderful!\ he told her.
\I loved it too,\ she answered. \We have another movie to go. I want some more of that!\
Once again the lights went down. As soon as it was dark, Joe kissed her hard again. He slid his hand up her body to her sweater. She didn\'t say a thing as he slipped his hand under her sweater and gently squeezed her breast. She moaned into his mouth and slid her hand all the way up his thigh. She could feel his erection on the back of her hand, but she summon the courage to grab it.
As the lights came back on, they broke their kiss and disentangled. Neither of them had any idea what the movie had been about.
Joe fired up the car and they got into the line headed out of the drive-in. \Where do you want to go now?\ he asked.
\It\'s late and I have to work tomorrow,\ she replied.
\I\'ll take you home,\ he told her and pointed the car toward her house.
He parked in her driveway and shut off the motor. She was still pressed closely to him. He reached over with his left hand and once again caressed her breast. His lips met hers. Their tongues danced in the dim light of the street lamp.
\We better stop while we still can.\ He said.
\Yeah,\ she panted, \I know what you mean. My brakes aren\'t very good either.\
He walked her to the door and again hugged her tightly to him. He kissed her in the dim light and stroked her back. She wiggled into him as tightly as she could and moaned again into his mouth. He wanted to throw her down and have his way with her right here on the porch. She wanted the same thing but instead she stammered, \I better go in now.\
\Okay. I\'ll call you tomorrow. What time do you get off work?\
\Two thirty,\ she replied. She stepped inside her door and was gone.
Joe had been nursing a massive erection all night. He got into his car and almost got it hung on the steering wheel. He didn\'t have the biggest penis in the world, but it wasn\'t the smallest either.
As he lay down in his bed, his mind traveled over the events of the night. She was definitely willing. He probably could have had her in the drive-in. Why didn\'t he? He fell asleep pondering that question.
He woke up at ten o\'clock in the morning. He didn\'t realize he was that tired. He wandered into the kitchen. There was a note on the table. \We have gone to the Jacob\'s farm. We\'ll be back about ten tonight, sleepy head.\
He prepared a light brunch. His folks had a large TV set and he ate his food as he watched. They didn\'t have cable, so it was mostly vapid daytime fare. He quickly lost interest and turned it off. He started reading a book from his dad\'s collection. As he read, his thoughts drifted away from the book and focused on Cindy.
If he asked her, would she go with him? Did he love her? What did he want from her? It was obvious that casual sex wasn\'t it. He could have had that last night. For the first time he started to doubt the wisdom of leaving his beloved Kansas and going to New York. It was one thirty when he came out of his trance. He went into the bathroom and took a long, hot shower. He shaved and put his clothes on. By the time he finished, it was time to call Cindy.
The phone rang as he reached for it. \Hello, Joe?\ came the inquiry.
\Yeah,\ he answered.
\Can I come over for a while?\ It was Cindy.
\Sure, anytime.\
Five minutes later there was a tapping on the door. He opened it and invited her in.
\What do you want to do today?\ he asked.
\I thought we could just sit here and talk for a while. We haven\'t done a lot of talking lately.\ She smiled.
\You are right,\ he laughed, \We seem to have found other ways to amuse ourselves.\
\Is this only \'amusement\' to you Joe?\
\Hell no! I thought about you all night. I didn\'t get to sleep until four this morning. I didn\'t wake up until ten this morning.\
\For a minute there you scared me. I\'ll be frank with you Joe. Last night showed me that I am still in love with you. I would have fallen right over on your car seat if you had asked me to. I have saved myself for you Joe. I\'m still a virgin, but my biological clock is ticking more rapidly every year. I must know how you feel about me. Am I waiting in vain, or do you have feelings for me too?\
\Cindy, last night was a wake up call for me too. I tossed and turned all night. If we hadn\'t stopped when we did last night, you wouldn\'t be a virgin now. I didn\'t want to stop, but I have deep feelings for you. I think I\'m falling in love with you.\
She jumped into his arms and squealed, \Oh Joe, I have waited so long to hear you say that to me! What are we going to do about it?\'
\I guess we\'ll have a few more dates and then decide if we want to make it a permanent arrangement.\ He hugged her tightly to him.
\That\'s good enough for me.\ she remarked as she drove her tongue into his mouth. Her hands crept under his shirt and played with his chest hair. She felt his hand slide up her body, under her shirt and start caressing her breasts.
Joe could feel his erection rising. He knew that there would be no turning back now. He unbuttoned her shirt and removed it. Then he unsnapped her bra and for the first time he saw her 34B breasts swinging free. He rubbed her nipples. She moaned as she fiddled with his shirt. Soon, it joined her bra and shirt on the floor. \Let\'s go to my room,\ he suggested.
She took his hand and led him to his room. Once inside, he shut and locked the door. When he turned around, she was naked. He dropped his pants and his boxers letting his super hard seven inches out of their compound. He walked across the room and held her tightly. She could feel his erection pressing into her stomach. His hands went around her butt and pulled her into him. \The bed, we need the bed,\ he groaned.
He picked her up and her legs went around his waist. Her vulva was pressed against his penis, almost, but not quite enveloping him. He laid her gently on his bed and scrambled in beside her.
At last, her dreams were coming true. Joe was naked beside her. Many times she had longed for just such a scenario. She reached between them and grasped his tool for the first time. She felt him rubbing her vulva. She was getting very wet. Her vagina was producing copious quantities of lubricant.
\Oh, Joe, please, let\'s make love now.\
\Are you sure you want this?\
She tightened her grip on his erection. \Yes, I want it now!\
Joe spread her legs and got between them. She opened them as widely as she could. Almost as soon as he entered her, he felt her hymen break. She uttered a little gasp, wrapped her legs around his butt and drove him all the way into her.
There was a little pinching sensation as her virginity flew away. She felt completely full. She was completely full of Joe. \Joe that feels so good! Come on. Show me how.\ She felt him start to move within her. Sensations she had only read about were assailing her mind. She could no longer think. Instincts born of three million years of breeding took over. She didn\'t need to learn anything. She already knew.
Joe had never felt anything like Cindy\'s vagina. It was so tight he had to force his way in. Luckily she was well lubricated with her fluid emissions. After she jammed him in, it slipped in and out pretty easily. She was just so good! \I don\'t want to ever stop this,\ he informed her.
\Me too,\ she answered.
She didn\'t recognize the onset of her climax until it was upon her. She screamed her pleasure as she tightened around Joe. Jo felt the start of her orgasm and knew that she would soon be milking him dry. As she tightened around him, he started squirting his semen into her waiting receptacle. When he finished and she finished, he rolled to one side and looked deep into her eyes. \Marry me.\ Was all he said.
\Yes,\ she answered. A tear slid down her cheek. \What about your job in New York/\ she asked.
He got up, still nude and walked to the telephone. He made two phone calls and then went back to the bedroom.
\What did you do?\ she asked.
\I just switched to \Plan B.\ he answered.
\What is \Plan\B\? She asked.
\That\'s where I dump the New York job and take the one in Kansas City. Are you ready to move?\
\In a heartbeat.\ She said. \Now let\'s do it again. We\'ve got until ten o\'clock,\ she remarked.
\Just how would you know that?\ he asked.
\You aren\'t the only one with a \Plan B.\ she replied.
It was a very long drive from Ann Arbor to Salinas. By the time he got home, he was completely exhausted. His mother greeted him at the door. \It\'s so good to see you son. You didn\'t bother to write or call for over two months. We\'ve been worried about you.\
\Gee, I\'m sorry mom. I\'ve just been so busy trying to get my masters that I really haven\'t had time to think about much besides study. I\'m home for now. I\'ve only got ten days to get to New York, so I can\'t stay very long.\
\New York? Why do you have to go to New York? Surely there must be some jobs here in Kansas.\
\I must admit I had some offers from Kansas City, but none of them pay like the New York job.\
\Money isn\'t everything, son. I guess you\'ll have to find out on your own.\ She hugged him and kissed him. \Your father will be home soon. I\'m sure you\'ll have a lot to discuss with him.\
\I need a shower and some rest, mom. It was a long, hard drive here from Michigan.\
\Your room is still waiting for you. We\'ve kept it just like you left it.\
He dragged his bags up the steps to the second floor bedroom. The room that had seemed small to him when he left for college now looked enormous after the postage-stamp sized dorm rooms. He quickly undressed and headed for the shower wearing only his boxers. After the shower he flopped down on the bed and immediately fell asleep.
His father woke him for dinner. He stood up and shook his father\'s hand. \Hi, dad, it\'s so good to see you again.\
\It\'s good to see you, too, son. I heard you got a job in New York.\
\Oh, yeah, and it\'s a dandy. I\'m a new junior executive! It pays twice as much as any other offer I got. Promotion possibilities are endless.\
\I\'m happy for you son. Please don\'t scare your mama by not keeping in touch. She\'s been frantic the last two months worrying about you.\
\I promise I\'ll write and call from New York every chance I get. It won\'t be like school. I\'ll have some time off.\
\Well, let\'s go eat. Your mama fried some chicken.\
Fried chicken was his favorite meal. He sprinted down the stairs and into the dining room.
\Joe Prince, come here and let me look at you!\ squealed the girl in the living room.
It was Cindy Bateman, his old flame. \Hi, Cindy. What are you up to?\
She jumped off the couch, wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.
\Your mama told me you were coming home and she invited me over for dinner. How are you?\
Cindy wasn\'t the prettiest girl in Kansas, but she was very nice looking and had been Joe\'s sweetheart in high school. Her family didn\'t have enough money to send her to college and her grades had never been good enough to get a scholarship. After Joe left, she had waited for him. At 24, she was still a virgin.
Joe looked at her and smiled. \So are all the boys still snuffling up your tracks, or did you manage to land one?\
\Oh, Joe, I never went out with anyone but you.\ She sighed. \How long can you stay this time?\
\Only a few days. I have to report to my new job in ten days and it is a long way away.\
\Come and get it,\ mama yelled from the dining room.
As Joe passed his mother he whispered, \Very sneaky, ma.\
She had a smug smile on her face. She knew where Joe\'s weaknesses lay.
Cindy sat next to Joe at the dinner table. She had loved Joe with all her heart in high school and she still felt the same. The look in her eyes was a dead giveaway to everyone at the table including Joe.
Joe had some deep feelings about Cindy, but he was sure that having been away so long, they would have diminished. With her sitting next to him and sharing a meal, he wasn\'t so sure.
\Did you date a lot in school, Joe?\ Cindy asked.
\I tried but I just didn\'t have time for much fun. I was way too busy studying.\
\I haven\'t had any dates since you left,\ Cindy replied.
Joe recognized the trap, but at this point, he didn\'t care. \So would you like to go to a movie with me?\ he asked.
\Absolutely! When?\
\How about after dinner?\
\Okay, no problem. I can be ready in twenty minutes.\ Cindy lived just a block away. She excused herself and shot out the door, practically sprinting home.
Joe sat there in a daze. What had just happened? Suddenly he was going on a date with a girl he knew from six years ago. In a way, it made him proud to think that she might really be enamored of him after all this time. He assessed the situation and decided that he really did want to date her. Maybe she would provide a little diversion while he waited for his new position to open.
There was a soft knock on the door. Joe answered it and there stood Cindy looking better than he ever remembered. \Wow!\ he remarked.
\Wow!\ his dad remarked, standing behind him.
\Cindy, you are just perfect,\ said his mom.
\Gee, thanks,\ was her only comment.
Joe said, \Come in and sit down. I\'ll be ready in five minutes.\ He raced upstairs and quickly cleaned up, brushed his teeth and combed his hair.
As he came down the stairs, he heard Cindy giggle and whisper something to his mother. Now he was certain that his mother was part of the plot. He just didn\'t know what the plot was. Ready?\ he asked.
\More than ready!\ came the response as she got up and headed for the door.
They got into Joe\'s car and started down the street. \Where do you want to go?\ he asked.
\How about the drive-in?\ she answered.
\Sounds good. What\'s playing?\ he asked.
\I don\'t know. It doesn\'t make any difference.\
Joe looked at her quizzically. \You don\'t care what\'s showing?\
\Nope.\
The sun was setting as they pulled through the entrance to the drive-in. Joe paid the tickets and drove slowly inside, toward the front.
\This is too close. It\'ll hurt my eyes.\ Complained Cindy.
\Okay. You pick a spot.\
She pointed to the back row, over against the fence. Joe drove to the appointed spot and parked the car. \Here?\ he asked.
\Yes, this will do nicely,\ she replied.
The lights went out and they were plunged into almost total darkness. Cindy slid across the seat next to Joe. She felt so good sitting next to him. He was getting very comfortable. She felt like home. He put his arm around her and she snuggled into his body. He felt her hand on his thigh. He put his free hand on it and moved it up a couple of notches. Her free hand went around his neck and she pulled him down to her lips. She was warm and wet and tasted so good. His tongue snaked between her lips and started to wrestle with hers. They necked and petted during the first movie. The lights came on, blinding both of them temporarily. Cindy was panting rapidly.
Joe moved her back a little. \Oh man! That was wonderful!\ he told her.
\I loved it too,\ she answered. \We have another movie to go. I want some more of that!\
Once again the lights went down. As soon as it was dark, Joe kissed her hard again. He slid his hand up her body to her sweater. She didn\'t say a thing as he slipped his hand under her sweater and gently squeezed her breast. She moaned into his mouth and slid her hand all the way up his thigh. She could feel his erection on the back of her hand, but she summon the courage to grab it.
As the lights came back on, they broke their kiss and disentangled. Neither of them had any idea what the movie had been about.
Joe fired up the car and they got into the line headed out of the drive-in. \Where do you want to go now?\ he asked.
\It\'s late and I have to work tomorrow,\ she replied.
\I\'ll take you home,\ he told her and pointed the car toward her house.
He parked in her driveway and shut off the motor. She was still pressed closely to him. He reached over with his left hand and once again caressed her breast. His lips met hers. Their tongues danced in the dim light of the street lamp.
\We better stop while we still can.\ He said.
\Yeah,\ she panted, \I know what you mean. My brakes aren\'t very good either.\
He walked her to the door and again hugged her tightly to him. He kissed her in the dim light and stroked her back. She wiggled into him as tightly as she could and moaned again into his mouth. He wanted to throw her down and have his way with her right here on the porch. She wanted the same thing but instead she stammered, \I better go in now.\
\Okay. I\'ll call you tomorrow. What time do you get off work?\
\Two thirty,\ she replied. She stepped inside her door and was gone.
Joe had been nursing a massive erection all night. He got into his car and almost got it hung on the steering wheel. He didn\'t have the biggest penis in the world, but it wasn\'t the smallest either.
As he lay down in his bed, his mind traveled over the events of the night. She was definitely willing. He probably could have had her in the drive-in. Why didn\'t he? He fell asleep pondering that question.
He woke up at ten o\'clock in the morning. He didn\'t realize he was that tired. He wandered into the kitchen. There was a note on the table. \We have gone to the Jacob\'s farm. We\'ll be back about ten tonight, sleepy head.\
He prepared a light brunch. His folks had a large TV set and he ate his food as he watched. They didn\'t have cable, so it was mostly vapid daytime fare. He quickly lost interest and turned it off. He started reading a book from his dad\'s collection. As he read, his thoughts drifted away from the book and focused on Cindy.
If he asked her, would she go with him? Did he love her? What did he want from her? It was obvious that casual sex wasn\'t it. He could have had that last night. For the first time he started to doubt the wisdom of leaving his beloved Kansas and going to New York. It was one thirty when he came out of his trance. He went into the bathroom and took a long, hot shower. He shaved and put his clothes on. By the time he finished, it was time to call Cindy.
The phone rang as he reached for it. \Hello, Joe?\ came the inquiry.
\Yeah,\ he answered.
\Can I come over for a while?\ It was Cindy.
\Sure, anytime.\
Five minutes later there was a tapping on the door. He opened it and invited her in.
\What do you want to do today?\ he asked.
\I thought we could just sit here and talk for a while. We haven\'t done a lot of talking lately.\ She smiled.
\You are right,\ he laughed, \We seem to have found other ways to amuse ourselves.\
\Is this only \'amusement\' to you Joe?\
\Hell no! I thought about you all night. I didn\'t get to sleep until four this morning. I didn\'t wake up until ten this morning.\
\For a minute there you scared me. I\'ll be frank with you Joe. Last night showed me that I am still in love with you. I would have fallen right over on your car seat if you had asked me to. I have saved myself for you Joe. I\'m still a virgin, but my biological clock is ticking more rapidly every year. I must know how you feel about me. Am I waiting in vain, or do you have feelings for me too?\
\Cindy, last night was a wake up call for me too. I tossed and turned all night. If we hadn\'t stopped when we did last night, you wouldn\'t be a virgin now. I didn\'t want to stop, but I have deep feelings for you. I think I\'m falling in love with you.\
She jumped into his arms and squealed, \Oh Joe, I have waited so long to hear you say that to me! What are we going to do about it?\'
\I guess we\'ll have a few more dates and then decide if we want to make it a permanent arrangement.\ He hugged her tightly to him.
\That\'s good enough for me.\ she remarked as she drove her tongue into his mouth. Her hands crept under his shirt and played with his chest hair. She felt his hand slide up her body, under her shirt and start caressing her breasts.
Joe could feel his erection rising. He knew that there would be no turning back now. He unbuttoned her shirt and removed it. Then he unsnapped her bra and for the first time he saw her 34B breasts swinging free. He rubbed her nipples. She moaned as she fiddled with his shirt. Soon, it joined her bra and shirt on the floor. \Let\'s go to my room,\ he suggested.
She took his hand and led him to his room. Once inside, he shut and locked the door. When he turned around, she was naked. He dropped his pants and his boxers letting his super hard seven inches out of their compound. He walked across the room and held her tightly. She could feel his erection pressing into her stomach. His hands went around her butt and pulled her into him. \The bed, we need the bed,\ he groaned.
He picked her up and her legs went around his waist. Her vulva was pressed against his penis, almost, but not quite enveloping him. He laid her gently on his bed and scrambled in beside her.
At last, her dreams were coming true. Joe was naked beside her. Many times she had longed for just such a scenario. She reached between them and grasped his tool for the first time. She felt him rubbing her vulva. She was getting very wet. Her vagina was producing copious quantities of lubricant.
\Oh, Joe, please, let\'s make love now.\
\Are you sure you want this?\
She tightened her grip on his erection. \Yes, I want it now!\
Joe spread her legs and got between them. She opened them as widely as she could. Almost as soon as he entered her, he felt her hymen break. She uttered a little gasp, wrapped her legs around his butt and drove him all the way into her.
There was a little pinching sensation as her virginity flew away. She felt completely full. She was completely full of Joe. \Joe that feels so good! Come on. Show me how.\ She felt him start to move within her. Sensations she had only read about were assailing her mind. She could no longer think. Instincts born of three million years of breeding took over. She didn\'t need to learn anything. She already knew.
Joe had never felt anything like Cindy\'s vagina. It was so tight he had to force his way in. Luckily she was well lubricated with her fluid emissions. After she jammed him in, it slipped in and out pretty easily. She was just so good! \I don\'t want to ever stop this,\ he informed her.
\Me too,\ she answered.
She didn\'t recognize the onset of her climax until it was upon her. She screamed her pleasure as she tightened around Joe. Jo felt the start of her orgasm and knew that she would soon be milking him dry. As she tightened around him, he started squirting his semen into her waiting receptacle. When he finished and she finished, he rolled to one side and looked deep into her eyes. \Marry me.\ Was all he said.
\Yes,\ she answered. A tear slid down her cheek. \What about your job in New York/\ she asked.
He got up, still nude and walked to the telephone. He made two phone calls and then went back to the bedroom.
\What did you do?\ she asked.
\I just switched to \Plan B.\ he answered.
\What is \Plan\B\? She asked.
\That\'s where I dump the New York job and take the one in Kansas City. Are you ready to move?\
\In a heartbeat.\ She said. \Now let\'s do it again. We\'ve got until ten o\'clock,\ she remarked.
\Just how would you know that?\ he asked.
\You aren\'t the only one with a \Plan B.\ she replied.
Grand Opening
Chip and I had worked together for several years. He had a great smile and sharp wit and having been a surfer in his younger years, a really tight muscled body. He knew my sexual preferences, but he was what I would call an enlightened straight man. Little did I know how enlightened he was.
Chip was an artist, specifically a set designer and painter, and he had worked for a small production company. I was a director and writer and he had designed sets for many of my shows. We shared a common interest in not only theatre but also art, and when the museum sent me an invitation to the gala opening of a new exhibit, I decided to invite him to go along.
It was a pretty big event and we both rented tuxedos for the occasion. After work on Friday, I offered to pick the tuxes up and Chip suggested he meet at my apartment to change for the gala. That idea certainly appealed to me! Any chance to see a hot man undress would not be turned down, besides, Chip still lived with his parents in the suburbs and driving back and forth would waste a lot of time.
I had just hung up the two bags containing the formalwear when his knock came at the front door. I welcomed him in and offered him the bathroom so he could shower before changing. Meanwhile, I mixed up a pitcher of dry Boodle\'s martinis; we were both partial to gin.
When he emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a towel, he gratefully took one of the drinks. We had about 45 minutes before the start of the event, so I told Chip to relax while I cleaned up and then I\'d help him with his tux.
After I emerged from a hot shower, my cock was already stirring at the thought of being nearly naked in the same room as Chip. I wrapped a big fluffy towel around myself, hoping to hide the growing bulge and walked into the living room. Chip was sipping his martini and smoking one of my cigars.
\Hope you don\'t mind,\ he smiled, puffing on the cigar.
\Not at all,\ I replied. \That\'s why I keep the humidor out. Once I get dressed I\'m going to join you.\
This banter continued as we unpacked the tuxes. Chip dropped his towel and stepped into a pair of white briefs. I caught myself staring at his tight, muscled butt and then came to my senses. We were just friends and colleagues. I tried to keep my mind on that. We helped each other into our \monkey suits\, I got another cigar from the humidor and we were off.
Arriving at the museum, we were greeted by valets. They took my car and we headed inside to see the exhibit and rub elbows with the upper class crowd. The exhibition was wonderful, but the event itself was stuffy, and before long both of us had had our fill of vapid small talk and snobbery.
Chip came up behind me and leaned over my shoulder. His hot breath in my ear gave me a shiver. \You about ready to blow this joint?\ he whispered.
I turned to face him, feeling uncomfortable at the closeness, yet very turned on by the intimacy. \I was afraid you/d never ask,\ I said.
With that we turned in unison and headed out the door.
Once in the car I looked at my watch. It was still very early. \Seems a waste to have rented these outfits and use them only once,\ I said.
He smiled and shrugged his shoulders. \Well, who would have imagined that party would be so dull?\
It was then I remembered that a new bathhouse was having their grand opening that same night. It was a real long shot but I decided to run the idea by Chip and see his reaction. The worst he could say was \no\.
\I know this isn\'t really your thing, \ I said as we drove out of the museum parking lot. \But there\'s a new club having a grand opening gala tonight if you\'d like to go.\
He looked interested. \What kind of club?\
I hesitated, but then just decided to blurt it out. \It\'s a men\'s bathhouse. They\'re having a big open house tonight and I got an invite a few weeks ago and forgot all about it.\
\Sounds interesting, I\'ve never been to anything like that before.\
I was speechless. My hot hunk straight friend had just agreed to go with me to the opening of a new gay bathhouse!
\Well, we can drop by and check it out,\ I stammered. \We don\'t have to stay, of course.\ I was trying to offer him a way out so he wouldn\'t feel pressured.
\When you say men\'s bath, you mean gay, don\'t you?\ he asked.
As I nodded my head, I expected him to back out, but instead he leaned back in the seat and said, \That\'s what I figured. Sure, let\'s go for it.\
And with that we were off.
Nearing the baths, I could see the searchlights tracing across the sky. When these guys did a grand opening, they did it very grandly. There were valets there and the place looked more like a Hollywood movie premier than a gay bath opening. There were photographers, a couple of reporters for the local gay newspapers, and as we walked in: lots of people, both men and women chatting, drinking and dancing. I even saw a city councilwoman from my neighborhood there. This was a big deal.
There was no sex going on, since the doors were open and the crowd was very mixed. I was somewhat relieved, because I figured Chip really didn\'t know what went on in places like these. Surprisingly, we were not the only people dressed in formal wear. It was quite an odd scene. Men and women, dressed to the nines, touring a place that would soon be filled with horny men, cruising for sex.
Both Chip and I were having a great time. The group here was anything but stuffy and the catered food was great. Around 10:00 PM the crowd started to thin out. An attendant came through and told us that the event was ending, but any men who wanted to stay could return to the lobby and reenter once the club opened again at 10:30, as guests of the house.
I was feeling pretty gutsy, so I looked at Chip and popped the question. \So you want to stay and see what really goes on here?\
He finished off the last of his drink and shrugged his shoulders. \Sure, sounds interesting.\
I almost fainted from lack of blood as it all rushed to my cock. This tight hunk had just agreed to join me at the baths. This was turning out to be a very interesting night.
Once we had signed the releases that made us temporary members of the club and checked in at the front desk, we were handed towels and locker keys and were buzzed into the inner doors.
We walked to the locker room and found a couple of lockers. I must have looked like an idiot as I just stood there and watched Chip as he undressed from his tux. As he hung his pants up in the locker, he glanced over his broad shoulders at me and chuckled.
\You gonna go into the steam room wearing that?\
I looked down at my tux and said something inane, then hurriedly began stripping. Now, I am no Adonis by any means, but when I had the courage to glance back at Chip, I swear I caught him checking me out. Of course, I was checking him out, too.
Chip tugged his white briefs down over his hips and tossed them into the locker. He wrapped himself in the skimpy gym towel he had been given, and walked toward the locker door.
\I\'ll meet you outside in the TV room.\
As the door swung closed, I realized I was standing there, buck-naked, just staring at the door. I wrapped my towel around my waist and headed toward the door.
Outside there was a darkened corridor that led to the main part of the club. To the right was a large lounge with a big TV in the corner and a couple of big comfortable sofas. Chip was alone in the room, nestled into one of these, watching the screen when I came in. It wasn\'t until I sat down on the other sofa and looked at the screen that I realized what was playing.
Splashed across the screen was a close-up of a large erect cock being energetically sucked by a handsome, moustached man. When I turned to Chip, he was watching, transfixed.
\Well, I guess you no longer have any doubts about what kind of place this is,\ I said, trying to keep things light.
Chip looked at me and smiled. \I never had any doubts about that. And don\'t worry, I\'m not offended.\
I breathed a sigh of relief.
\Besides,\ Chip added, \I\'m always open to new experiences.\
I guess I sat there without moving for a few moments, and finally managed to form a word. \Cool.\
Chip made the next move. \So, let\'s not sit here watching porn, when we can explore this place.\ He stood and turned toward the hallway. I stood to follow and then realized I had a full-fledged boner tenting the front of my towel. As I was looking down trying to figure how to hide it, he spoke again.
\Well. looks like you like it here.\ He smiled another of his charming smiles and somehow that put me at ease. I sheepishly grinned and followed him out into the dark corridor.
We wandered the hallways of the club for a few minutes, finally heading into the \wet\ area where the spa and steam room were. Chip suggested we sit in the steam for a while and I agreed. Maybe the heat would help my throbbing hard-on to subside.
Entering the misty room, we found a spot on the tile-covered benches that lined the room. These were more like steps that climbed up three levels to accommodate a good number of men. For opening night it wasn\'t too busy. In fact, the only other person in the room was on the top tier in the corner. Through the steam I could barely make out his shape. He looked about average height and build, probably somewhere in his mid-twenties.
Chip sat on the second tier, somewhere in the middle of the bench. I followed and sat nearby, but not too close. I settled back and looked over at Chip. He had pulled his towel open and was sitting there, leaning back with his eyes closed, glistening with a light sheen of sweat. As my eyes moved down his body, I was startled to see that between his legs, just peeking up over his thigh was a growing hard cock.
My hard-on was never going down now.
Just then the guy on the upper tier began to move. He wrapped himself in his towel and moved down to the bottom tier, directly beneath Chip. When he sat down and leaned back, his face was almost touching Chip\'s knee.
While watching, my hand had gone subconsciously to my crotch, and I was stroking my swollen dick slowly under my towel. I froze when I saw Chip begin to move. I guess I was expecting him to move away from the visitor, but he did the exact opposite, he spread his legs slowly so that his knee was actually touching the guy\'s cheek.
That was the signal he was waiting for, and in no time he had turned to face Chip\'s fully erect dick. His hungry tongue licked the length of it, lingering at the head, teasing and making it jump. Chip had leaned back with his eyes closed. He let out a slight moan as the anonymous man began to suck his cock in earnest.
I slid a little closer, so I could get a better view through the steam. My hard cock leaked pre-cum as I continued stroking.
The man sucking Chip\'s cock was pretty good looking. Blond and a bit sinewy, but still muscled enough. His blond head bobbed up and down on Chip\'s stiff cock like a piston. Chip was lost in the sensation, occasionally writhing or letting out soft moans.
I was transfixed, watching the blond guy as he moved to his knees and held Chip\'s legs as he greedily sucked the sweaty cock. That\'s when I felt a touch on my arm. It was Chip, his hand stroking my arm. He pulled at me softly, then looked into my eyes. His trademark grin returned as he motioned with his head toward the upper tier. I took the message wordlessly and moved to the bench above him.
As I sat down he leaned forward so I could sit directly behind him. Then he leaned his head back directly between my legs. The view was much better here. I was looking down Chip\'s wet, glistening body at the hot blond giving him the blowjob of his life. It couldn\'t get much better than this. At least, that\'s what I thought before Chip reached up and pulled my towel away, exposing my dripping hard cock. His hand then reached back and wrapped around my throbbing shaft. He pulled my cock, not trying to masturbate me but really pulling it forward. I finally got the message. He wanted it nearer his face.
I stood, turning to face him and straddling him, careful not to disturb the blonde hunk sucking on his rod. My own cock now pointed directly at Chip\'s mouth and he wasted no time gobbling it down. His hot lips surrounded the swollen head, and his tongue began to swirl around the tip. My knees almost buckled as he sucked my cock deeper into his mouth. I put my hands on his head to steady myself and before I knew it was fucking his face full force.
Suddenly I heard him moan on my dick and his body shuddered. I knew he was shooting his hot load down the blond guy\'s throat. I slowed my thrusting, giving him a chance to savor the orgasm. Chip didn\'t pause for long. Soon he was sucking away at my cock, bringing me past the point of no return. I knew I couldn\'t hold off for long, so I pulled out of his mouth.
\Keep that up and you\'ll get a mouthful,\ I said in a hoarse whisper.
\That is the idea, isn\'t it?\ he said and then dove back onto my dick.
At the same time the blond guy reached between my legs and began toying with my cum-swollen nuts. That did the trick! I bucked into Chip\'s mouth one last time and began to pump stream after stream of my hot sperm into his mouth. The feelings were overwhelming, and I don\'t remember how many times I shot, but Chip unsuccessfully tried to swallow it all. When I finally stopped shooting, I slid my slippery cock from his mouth. He looked up and smiled, a few drops of cum on his chin.
I collapsed beside him on the wet tile bench and threw my arm around his shoulder. Leaning over I kissed him on his cum-soaked lips. We both looked up and found the blond guy standing before us, eagerly jerking his cock. Chip and I shared the duties this time, both of us licking and sucking his huge cock. We ended up with our lips meeting, wrapped around his shaft as he fucked between us. When he did reach his orgasm, Chip and I shared the reward, getting both our faces drenched in hot cum.
The rest of the night was a blur. We stayed at the baths until early morning, and ended up having breakfast in our tuxedos at a local diner. Chip and I never had sex again after that night, and luckily it didn\'t change our relationship at work either. I still see him and his wife occasionally nowadays on a social level and I value their friendship. We never discussed that night at the baths afterward. I suppose it was just an experiment for Chip. I am just glad I was there to assist. The memory has given me many enjoyable nights since then, and I can never get into a tuxedo that I don\'t get a twinge of sexual energy from what was really a grand opening for us both.
Chip was an artist, specifically a set designer and painter, and he had worked for a small production company. I was a director and writer and he had designed sets for many of my shows. We shared a common interest in not only theatre but also art, and when the museum sent me an invitation to the gala opening of a new exhibit, I decided to invite him to go along.
It was a pretty big event and we both rented tuxedos for the occasion. After work on Friday, I offered to pick the tuxes up and Chip suggested he meet at my apartment to change for the gala. That idea certainly appealed to me! Any chance to see a hot man undress would not be turned down, besides, Chip still lived with his parents in the suburbs and driving back and forth would waste a lot of time.
I had just hung up the two bags containing the formalwear when his knock came at the front door. I welcomed him in and offered him the bathroom so he could shower before changing. Meanwhile, I mixed up a pitcher of dry Boodle\'s martinis; we were both partial to gin.
When he emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a towel, he gratefully took one of the drinks. We had about 45 minutes before the start of the event, so I told Chip to relax while I cleaned up and then I\'d help him with his tux.
After I emerged from a hot shower, my cock was already stirring at the thought of being nearly naked in the same room as Chip. I wrapped a big fluffy towel around myself, hoping to hide the growing bulge and walked into the living room. Chip was sipping his martini and smoking one of my cigars.
\Hope you don\'t mind,\ he smiled, puffing on the cigar.
\Not at all,\ I replied. \That\'s why I keep the humidor out. Once I get dressed I\'m going to join you.\
This banter continued as we unpacked the tuxes. Chip dropped his towel and stepped into a pair of white briefs. I caught myself staring at his tight, muscled butt and then came to my senses. We were just friends and colleagues. I tried to keep my mind on that. We helped each other into our \monkey suits\, I got another cigar from the humidor and we were off.
Arriving at the museum, we were greeted by valets. They took my car and we headed inside to see the exhibit and rub elbows with the upper class crowd. The exhibition was wonderful, but the event itself was stuffy, and before long both of us had had our fill of vapid small talk and snobbery.
Chip came up behind me and leaned over my shoulder. His hot breath in my ear gave me a shiver. \You about ready to blow this joint?\ he whispered.
I turned to face him, feeling uncomfortable at the closeness, yet very turned on by the intimacy. \I was afraid you/d never ask,\ I said.
With that we turned in unison and headed out the door.
Once in the car I looked at my watch. It was still very early. \Seems a waste to have rented these outfits and use them only once,\ I said.
He smiled and shrugged his shoulders. \Well, who would have imagined that party would be so dull?\
It was then I remembered that a new bathhouse was having their grand opening that same night. It was a real long shot but I decided to run the idea by Chip and see his reaction. The worst he could say was \no\.
\I know this isn\'t really your thing, \ I said as we drove out of the museum parking lot. \But there\'s a new club having a grand opening gala tonight if you\'d like to go.\
He looked interested. \What kind of club?\
I hesitated, but then just decided to blurt it out. \It\'s a men\'s bathhouse. They\'re having a big open house tonight and I got an invite a few weeks ago and forgot all about it.\
\Sounds interesting, I\'ve never been to anything like that before.\
I was speechless. My hot hunk straight friend had just agreed to go with me to the opening of a new gay bathhouse!
\Well, we can drop by and check it out,\ I stammered. \We don\'t have to stay, of course.\ I was trying to offer him a way out so he wouldn\'t feel pressured.
\When you say men\'s bath, you mean gay, don\'t you?\ he asked.
As I nodded my head, I expected him to back out, but instead he leaned back in the seat and said, \That\'s what I figured. Sure, let\'s go for it.\
And with that we were off.
Nearing the baths, I could see the searchlights tracing across the sky. When these guys did a grand opening, they did it very grandly. There were valets there and the place looked more like a Hollywood movie premier than a gay bath opening. There were photographers, a couple of reporters for the local gay newspapers, and as we walked in: lots of people, both men and women chatting, drinking and dancing. I even saw a city councilwoman from my neighborhood there. This was a big deal.
There was no sex going on, since the doors were open and the crowd was very mixed. I was somewhat relieved, because I figured Chip really didn\'t know what went on in places like these. Surprisingly, we were not the only people dressed in formal wear. It was quite an odd scene. Men and women, dressed to the nines, touring a place that would soon be filled with horny men, cruising for sex.
Both Chip and I were having a great time. The group here was anything but stuffy and the catered food was great. Around 10:00 PM the crowd started to thin out. An attendant came through and told us that the event was ending, but any men who wanted to stay could return to the lobby and reenter once the club opened again at 10:30, as guests of the house.
I was feeling pretty gutsy, so I looked at Chip and popped the question. \So you want to stay and see what really goes on here?\
He finished off the last of his drink and shrugged his shoulders. \Sure, sounds interesting.\
I almost fainted from lack of blood as it all rushed to my cock. This tight hunk had just agreed to join me at the baths. This was turning out to be a very interesting night.
Once we had signed the releases that made us temporary members of the club and checked in at the front desk, we were handed towels and locker keys and were buzzed into the inner doors.
We walked to the locker room and found a couple of lockers. I must have looked like an idiot as I just stood there and watched Chip as he undressed from his tux. As he hung his pants up in the locker, he glanced over his broad shoulders at me and chuckled.
\You gonna go into the steam room wearing that?\
I looked down at my tux and said something inane, then hurriedly began stripping. Now, I am no Adonis by any means, but when I had the courage to glance back at Chip, I swear I caught him checking me out. Of course, I was checking him out, too.
Chip tugged his white briefs down over his hips and tossed them into the locker. He wrapped himself in the skimpy gym towel he had been given, and walked toward the locker door.
\I\'ll meet you outside in the TV room.\
As the door swung closed, I realized I was standing there, buck-naked, just staring at the door. I wrapped my towel around my waist and headed toward the door.
Outside there was a darkened corridor that led to the main part of the club. To the right was a large lounge with a big TV in the corner and a couple of big comfortable sofas. Chip was alone in the room, nestled into one of these, watching the screen when I came in. It wasn\'t until I sat down on the other sofa and looked at the screen that I realized what was playing.
Splashed across the screen was a close-up of a large erect cock being energetically sucked by a handsome, moustached man. When I turned to Chip, he was watching, transfixed.
\Well, I guess you no longer have any doubts about what kind of place this is,\ I said, trying to keep things light.
Chip looked at me and smiled. \I never had any doubts about that. And don\'t worry, I\'m not offended.\
I breathed a sigh of relief.
\Besides,\ Chip added, \I\'m always open to new experiences.\
I guess I sat there without moving for a few moments, and finally managed to form a word. \Cool.\
Chip made the next move. \So, let\'s not sit here watching porn, when we can explore this place.\ He stood and turned toward the hallway. I stood to follow and then realized I had a full-fledged boner tenting the front of my towel. As I was looking down trying to figure how to hide it, he spoke again.
\Well. looks like you like it here.\ He smiled another of his charming smiles and somehow that put me at ease. I sheepishly grinned and followed him out into the dark corridor.
We wandered the hallways of the club for a few minutes, finally heading into the \wet\ area where the spa and steam room were. Chip suggested we sit in the steam for a while and I agreed. Maybe the heat would help my throbbing hard-on to subside.
Entering the misty room, we found a spot on the tile-covered benches that lined the room. These were more like steps that climbed up three levels to accommodate a good number of men. For opening night it wasn\'t too busy. In fact, the only other person in the room was on the top tier in the corner. Through the steam I could barely make out his shape. He looked about average height and build, probably somewhere in his mid-twenties.
Chip sat on the second tier, somewhere in the middle of the bench. I followed and sat nearby, but not too close. I settled back and looked over at Chip. He had pulled his towel open and was sitting there, leaning back with his eyes closed, glistening with a light sheen of sweat. As my eyes moved down his body, I was startled to see that between his legs, just peeking up over his thigh was a growing hard cock.
My hard-on was never going down now.
Just then the guy on the upper tier began to move. He wrapped himself in his towel and moved down to the bottom tier, directly beneath Chip. When he sat down and leaned back, his face was almost touching Chip\'s knee.
While watching, my hand had gone subconsciously to my crotch, and I was stroking my swollen dick slowly under my towel. I froze when I saw Chip begin to move. I guess I was expecting him to move away from the visitor, but he did the exact opposite, he spread his legs slowly so that his knee was actually touching the guy\'s cheek.
That was the signal he was waiting for, and in no time he had turned to face Chip\'s fully erect dick. His hungry tongue licked the length of it, lingering at the head, teasing and making it jump. Chip had leaned back with his eyes closed. He let out a slight moan as the anonymous man began to suck his cock in earnest.
I slid a little closer, so I could get a better view through the steam. My hard cock leaked pre-cum as I continued stroking.
The man sucking Chip\'s cock was pretty good looking. Blond and a bit sinewy, but still muscled enough. His blond head bobbed up and down on Chip\'s stiff cock like a piston. Chip was lost in the sensation, occasionally writhing or letting out soft moans.
I was transfixed, watching the blond guy as he moved to his knees and held Chip\'s legs as he greedily sucked the sweaty cock. That\'s when I felt a touch on my arm. It was Chip, his hand stroking my arm. He pulled at me softly, then looked into my eyes. His trademark grin returned as he motioned with his head toward the upper tier. I took the message wordlessly and moved to the bench above him.
As I sat down he leaned forward so I could sit directly behind him. Then he leaned his head back directly between my legs. The view was much better here. I was looking down Chip\'s wet, glistening body at the hot blond giving him the blowjob of his life. It couldn\'t get much better than this. At least, that\'s what I thought before Chip reached up and pulled my towel away, exposing my dripping hard cock. His hand then reached back and wrapped around my throbbing shaft. He pulled my cock, not trying to masturbate me but really pulling it forward. I finally got the message. He wanted it nearer his face.
I stood, turning to face him and straddling him, careful not to disturb the blonde hunk sucking on his rod. My own cock now pointed directly at Chip\'s mouth and he wasted no time gobbling it down. His hot lips surrounded the swollen head, and his tongue began to swirl around the tip. My knees almost buckled as he sucked my cock deeper into his mouth. I put my hands on his head to steady myself and before I knew it was fucking his face full force.
Suddenly I heard him moan on my dick and his body shuddered. I knew he was shooting his hot load down the blond guy\'s throat. I slowed my thrusting, giving him a chance to savor the orgasm. Chip didn\'t pause for long. Soon he was sucking away at my cock, bringing me past the point of no return. I knew I couldn\'t hold off for long, so I pulled out of his mouth.
\Keep that up and you\'ll get a mouthful,\ I said in a hoarse whisper.
\That is the idea, isn\'t it?\ he said and then dove back onto my dick.
At the same time the blond guy reached between my legs and began toying with my cum-swollen nuts. That did the trick! I bucked into Chip\'s mouth one last time and began to pump stream after stream of my hot sperm into his mouth. The feelings were overwhelming, and I don\'t remember how many times I shot, but Chip unsuccessfully tried to swallow it all. When I finally stopped shooting, I slid my slippery cock from his mouth. He looked up and smiled, a few drops of cum on his chin.
I collapsed beside him on the wet tile bench and threw my arm around his shoulder. Leaning over I kissed him on his cum-soaked lips. We both looked up and found the blond guy standing before us, eagerly jerking his cock. Chip and I shared the duties this time, both of us licking and sucking his huge cock. We ended up with our lips meeting, wrapped around his shaft as he fucked between us. When he did reach his orgasm, Chip and I shared the reward, getting both our faces drenched in hot cum.
The rest of the night was a blur. We stayed at the baths until early morning, and ended up having breakfast in our tuxedos at a local diner. Chip and I never had sex again after that night, and luckily it didn\'t change our relationship at work either. I still see him and his wife occasionally nowadays on a social level and I value their friendship. We never discussed that night at the baths afterward. I suppose it was just an experiment for Chip. I am just glad I was there to assist. The memory has given me many enjoyable nights since then, and I can never get into a tuxedo that I don\'t get a twinge of sexual energy from what was really a grand opening for us both.
Strangers On A Tube
My bike has broken down so I decide to get the tube into central London one afternoon instead. I\'m wearing jeans and a t-shirt. What the hell, I\'m going commando.
It\'s one of those tube journeys that takes an age with the driver stopping and starting between stations so I pick up a copy of the Metro newspaper from the seat beside me. There\'s always one hanging around, isn\'t there?
There are a couple of guys in the carriage and a woman using a small mirror to apply lipstick. A skilful trick and such a private thing to be doing in public. It\'s like I\'m getting a glimpse into the bedroom, I think. The sight of her lips moving under the pressure of the deep red stick together with the motion of the train gives my dick a pleasant weightiness as it rubs against my button fly. I try distract myself by reading yesterday\'s news.
We pull into the next stop and the carriage empties leaving me alone for a moment but at least it gives me the chance to adjust my penis in my jeans to make it more comfortable.
I hear a polite cough, look up and see you sitting down opposite me; all short skirt and legs. I don\'t think you saw what I was doing but when I catch your eye you give a little smile which makes me wonder. My face heats up, my cock twitches and I hold the paper in front of me in case it becvomes too obvious. The train moves off but no sooner does it leave the station it jerks to a halt again. We roll our eyes at each other.
\'It\'s been doing this the whole way,\' I say.
I try to read again but there\'s something about you which demands some attention. Oh yeah, it\'ll be that short skirt you\'re wearing and those legs of yours which I see are parted slightly. Christ, if I were to sink down into my seat a little further I might even get a glimpse of your sex.
I\'m aware I\'ve been staring so I move my eyes to your face to see if you noticed. A jolt goes through me when I see you looking directly back at me. You\'re cheeks are somewhat flushed and your eyes wide.
It feels warm in the carriage now, nestled deep underground. Apart from the two of us, only the mindless eye of the security camera gazes on the scene.
And then something incredible happens. Without taking your gaze from mine you lift and spread your legs, placing one heel on the edge of seat next to you. And there it is: Naked, exposed, trimmed and wet. Your pussy. I stiffen immediately, straining against my jeans. My mouth is too dry for me to say anything and you don\'t say a word either. Instead you take an index finger and draw it from your arse to your clit in one slow slide along your slick slit.
I shuffle in my seat, unable to take my eyes from you. You slip a finger inside, still staring intently at me. Nothing like this has ever happened to me before. Jesus, I\'ve never been this hard in my life. It\'s painful and I have to do something about it. Obvious, I suppose, but I pop my button fly and my cock is released behind the newspaper.
With a jerk, the train starts to move.
You let out a low moan, rubbing yourself.
I grip my shaft, this isn\'t going to take very long, you know?
We pick up speed, you so wet, me so hard and the train hurtling towards the next stop.
\'You dirty bitch.\'
\'Cum, you bastard,\' you reply.
I do; a hard splatter against the newspaper.
You do; a low moan of release escaping your lips.
We\'ve done it. We\'re done.
The train slows towards the station and you straighten your skirt as you stand. You look at my penis, softening now but still pulsing with my heartbeat and dribbling spunk onto my hand. You smile, I pant.
The train stops, the doors open and you get off.
It\'s one of those tube journeys that takes an age with the driver stopping and starting between stations so I pick up a copy of the Metro newspaper from the seat beside me. There\'s always one hanging around, isn\'t there?
There are a couple of guys in the carriage and a woman using a small mirror to apply lipstick. A skilful trick and such a private thing to be doing in public. It\'s like I\'m getting a glimpse into the bedroom, I think. The sight of her lips moving under the pressure of the deep red stick together with the motion of the train gives my dick a pleasant weightiness as it rubs against my button fly. I try distract myself by reading yesterday\'s news.
We pull into the next stop and the carriage empties leaving me alone for a moment but at least it gives me the chance to adjust my penis in my jeans to make it more comfortable.
I hear a polite cough, look up and see you sitting down opposite me; all short skirt and legs. I don\'t think you saw what I was doing but when I catch your eye you give a little smile which makes me wonder. My face heats up, my cock twitches and I hold the paper in front of me in case it becvomes too obvious. The train moves off but no sooner does it leave the station it jerks to a halt again. We roll our eyes at each other.
\'It\'s been doing this the whole way,\' I say.
I try to read again but there\'s something about you which demands some attention. Oh yeah, it\'ll be that short skirt you\'re wearing and those legs of yours which I see are parted slightly. Christ, if I were to sink down into my seat a little further I might even get a glimpse of your sex.
I\'m aware I\'ve been staring so I move my eyes to your face to see if you noticed. A jolt goes through me when I see you looking directly back at me. You\'re cheeks are somewhat flushed and your eyes wide.
It feels warm in the carriage now, nestled deep underground. Apart from the two of us, only the mindless eye of the security camera gazes on the scene.
And then something incredible happens. Without taking your gaze from mine you lift and spread your legs, placing one heel on the edge of seat next to you. And there it is: Naked, exposed, trimmed and wet. Your pussy. I stiffen immediately, straining against my jeans. My mouth is too dry for me to say anything and you don\'t say a word either. Instead you take an index finger and draw it from your arse to your clit in one slow slide along your slick slit.
I shuffle in my seat, unable to take my eyes from you. You slip a finger inside, still staring intently at me. Nothing like this has ever happened to me before. Jesus, I\'ve never been this hard in my life. It\'s painful and I have to do something about it. Obvious, I suppose, but I pop my button fly and my cock is released behind the newspaper.
With a jerk, the train starts to move.
You let out a low moan, rubbing yourself.
I grip my shaft, this isn\'t going to take very long, you know?
We pick up speed, you so wet, me so hard and the train hurtling towards the next stop.
\'You dirty bitch.\'
\'Cum, you bastard,\' you reply.
I do; a hard splatter against the newspaper.
You do; a low moan of release escaping your lips.
We\'ve done it. We\'re done.
The train slows towards the station and you straighten your skirt as you stand. You look at my penis, softening now but still pulsing with my heartbeat and dribbling spunk onto my hand. You smile, I pant.
The train stops, the doors open and you get off.
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