6 comments/ 27490 views/ 6 favorites Holly and Mark Ch. 01 By: leto423 She was being seated just as I entered the restaurant. Holly, I thought, that was her name. I had met with her several times over the last year and a half. I am in charge of securing IT equipment for the technical school where I work. She is a rep for a national computer manufacturer. I had found her to be intelligent, knowledgeable, and competent. She looks to be in her mid-thirties, about 5' 7" tall, with blond hair, tied in a bun. Blue eyes sparkled with enthusiasm when she made her presentations. I also found her to be interesting and appealing. But the rings on the third finger of our left hands kept our relationship on a professional level. I noticed that she was dining alone. When the maitre' de returned, I asked him to see if she minded if I would join her. When he made the inquiry, she looked up, recognized me, smiled, and nodded her head. When seated at her table, I said, "Hi, Holly. Thank you for allowing me to join you." "You're welcome, Mark. I'm glad that I won't have to eat alone tonight." We were both attending a conference in Nashville, Tennessee, sponsored by her company. A waiter appeared with menus and took our drink orders. While looking over the menu, I explained that I was there to look into the possibilities of creating a wireless network linking together the three buildings at my school. She told me that she was working at a booth displaying a new line of laptops. After placing our orders, we made small talk about our respective careers. I told her about my school in Columbus, Ohio. She shared that she was originally from Texas but had recently moved to her company's Nashville office. At one point, I happened to look at her left hand and saw that she no longer wore a ring. Noticing my glance, she said, "Yes, I'm divorced now." "I'm so sorry, Holly," "Well, we never had a great marriage anyway. I made more money than he did and that made him kind of jealous. Also, I was gone a lot on business. Of course, he traveled every week, too. Anyway, he told me that I wasn't a good wife, that I never met his needs, and that he just didn't find me attractive or sexy any more." She paused, then continued, "What about you? I see that you're not wearing a wedding ring either." "My story is similar to yours," I said. "When the kids left home for good, my ex-wife got restless. She was four years younger than me, and, at 48, was still had a great figure and was attractive. She told me that she needed to 'find herself.' So she started signing up for all kinds of activities and was gone a lot. One day she came home and told me that she had found her 'soul-mate.' It happened to be her art teacher. I tried to get her to some counseling, but she eventually left and moved in with him. Of course, it was all my fault for not wanting to grow and find my potential like she did." "Yes, I got the whole blame thing too," she said. "But the real story is that my ex-husband found a young big-busted bimbo with a bouncy butt." Laughing, I replied, "What an interesting way to describe a person." I quickly added, "I'm sorry Holly, I didn't mean to make light of what happened." "That's alright, Mark, most of the pain and anger is gone now. But it just killed my self-esteem. To be told that you're not appealing or sexy any more ..." "He must be blind," I interrupted. She looked at me and smiled. "Thank you." "You must have had a lot of attention from men when your ring disappeared," "Well, for the longest time, I didn't want anything to do with men or relationships. I just felt sorry for myself all the time. I really wasn't very pleasant to be around. How about you?" "Yeah, I reacted the same way. But I'm pretty much over it now." "I guess I finally am too," she said. "Work helps, and talking to people I have something in common with." At that moment, our meals arrived. We spent the next hour eating and talking. Agreeing not to talk about our ex's, we shared our likes and dislikes, our interests and hobbies, and the state of the computer industry. Over coffee at the end of the meal she asked, "Are you staying here at the hotel, Mark?" "Yes, the school is paying for my stay," I replied. "This place is really impressive. I love the huge indoor atrium and the gardens. The glass goes all the way to the top of the hotel. And I like it that my room has a balcony overlooking it all. I've had a little time to sit there and watch people walk along the paths. Very relaxing. It does make me sad, though, when I see couples walking together, holding hands, laughing, and talking. I used to like that kind of thing. I miss it." "I know what you mean," she said. "I get lonely sometimes and I think about how it would be nice to be treated like a woman again." We were silent for a few moments, then she said, "I'm staying here, too. It's a long drive to my apartment. By the time I would get there, I'd hardly have enough time to eat and shower before it was time to drive back." "Well, then, Holly, since you don't have to leave, how does a stroll in the atrium sound to you?" "I'd like that very much, Mark." We paid for our meals, split the tip, and walked outside the restaurant into the hotel's main lobby. "This is some hotel, there's nothing like it back in Columbus." "I've been to conferences all over the U.S., but this is my favorite place," she said. We went into the atrium and meandered up and down the paths, commenting on the large ferns, the flowering shrubs, the trees, the fountain, and the cascade waterfall. As we started up the steps to the skywalk, I took her arm. She looked at me and smiled in appreciation. "It's really nice to be treated like a lady again." "It's really nice to be with a lady again," I replied .We gazed down on the array of foliage and watched other couples, holding hands while enjoying the atmosphere and each other. She surprised me by taking my hand in hers. Smiling, she said, "I really don't do this, you know. I don't go around looking to pick up men at conferences." "And I don't go to conferences looking for women to seduce, either, Holly. I'm just happy to have your company." Hand in hand we walked down from the skywalk and toward the cafe bordering the atrium. "How would you like another cup of coffee and some desert?" I asked. "Sounds like a great idea," she answered. We sat at a table near the edge of the gardens. "This is so relaxing. I love the lights, the aroma of the flowers, the sounds of the fountain. I could sit here forever," she said. "It's a lot better sitting here with an attractive woman than sitting alone in my room watching TV or catching up on work." She smiled. We sat in silence for awhile. I asked, "So, Holly, what time do you open your booth in the morning?" "9:00," she responded. "That's when I have to be at my first session." I paused, then asked, "I hope you won't mind my asking, but would you like to get together for breakfast in the morning?" "I'd love to, Mark. How about 8:00? My booth is already set up and I really don't have to get there before 8:45."Having agreed to meet the next morning, I offered to walk her to her room. When we arrived at her door, we stood awkwardly looking at each other for a few moments. I finally gave her a hug and a quick kiss on her cheek. As I leaned back, she put her hand behind my head, and drawing my face to hers, kissed me firmly on my lips. "I really don't want the night to end this soon, Mark." "I don't want it to end either, Holly. Would you like to go back and sit in the gardens? Or, do you think you might feel comfortable enjoying the view from my balcony?" "I'd love to see it. I've never had a room here with a balcony view before. Let me freshen up a bit and change out of my business clothes. I can be at your room in a half hour or so." "I think I'll take a quick shower and change too," I said. I gave her my room number and told her, "Call me when you're ready. I'll come back and walk you to my room." "That's very thoughtful, Mark, but it's really not necessary." "I'll do it anyway. See you soon." Forty-five minutes later, I knocked on her door. Her hair was down and she had changed into slacks, an orange T-shirt, and sandals. "You look wonderful, Holly. Is the orange for Texas or Tennessee?" "Both, I guess," she answered. "You must follow football to know their team colors." "Yes, I like to watch college football. Being from Ohio, I'm a Buckeye fan." As we walked toward my room, she said, "I hope you don't mind my glasses. I can only take my contacts for so long." "I think you look great either way. I like your blue eyes, by the way." She smiled. As we walked to my suite, I told her that I had called room service and had some snacks sent up. When we arrived, we took a soft drink and bowls of chips and fruit out to the balcony. "What a wonderful view," she remarked. We sat, snacked, and talked about life in general. We found that we had much in common, our values and goals were very nearly the same .Around midnight, I asked her if she was ready to go back to her room. She nodded her head yes. I took her hand and we shared one last lingering look at the gardens below. We had another awkward moment at my door. Finally, I took her into my arms, held her close, and said, "I haven't enjoyed anyone's company as much as I have enjoyed being with you this evening, Holly." "I feel the same way, Mark." I leaned forward and kissed her gently. As our kiss continued, it grew more passionate. I parted her lips with my tongue and explored the inside of her mouth. She responded by pressing her body more closely to mine. Then, slipping her tongue into my mouth, she moved her hands to my hips and drew me closer. I surrounded her tongue with my lips and began sucking it. I put my hands on her hips, held her more tightly, and we began to grind our pelvises together. Suddenly, she broke off our kiss and moved slightly backward. "Mark, I'm sorry. I'm not the kind of person who'll be passionate with just anybody. I don't do this. I don't have sex with strangers." "I understand, Holly. And I don't have sex with any woman I meet. In fact, you are the first woman I've kissed since my divorce." "Really? You're the first man I've kissed since mine." We looked at each other, then I asked, "Do you want me to walk you back to your room now?" "Yes ... I think ... No ... I mean ... I'm not sure what I want right now." "Earlier you said that you didn't want the night to end this soon. Well, I didn't either, and I don't now, Holly. But it doesn't have to end with sex." "But it probably would. I feel there's something between us, at least I feel like there is. Even though we only really just got to know each other this evening, there's something there. I'm attracted to you, Mark. I don't know about you, whether or not you feel it." "I sure do, Holly. I know I like your company. I know I think you're an interesting woman. I know you're attractive and appealing to me. I know I loved the way you kissed me! And I know there is something about you that makes me want to be with you." "I just don't know if I'm ready for any kind of a relationship, Mark. I'm afraid to let go. I don't want to be hurt again." "I'm still kind of fragile too, Holly." "But it would be wonderful to be made to feel like a woman again. Just to feel that someone likes me for what I am, just the way I am, to know that someone cares enough about me to show me real affection." "I would love to make you feel that way, Holly. So, I guess we have two choices. I can either walk you back to your room or we can share some affection. If either one of us wants to stop at any point, we can." "I would like that, Mark." I smiled and asked, "Which? Your room or affection?" "What do you think? I want to stay here longer. I want a chance to feel good about myself again, to know that I am still desirable." I took her in my arms again, pulled her close, and held her for several moments "You have no idea how desirable you are, Holly." We kissed softly and tenderly. As before, the longer we kissed, the more passionate it became. We began to explore each others mouths, licking lips and sucking on tongues, pressing our bodies together. "You really are a great kisser, Holly," I said. "I can only describe you as a full-body kissesr" "And you are making me weak in my knees," she said. "Can we sit down on the bed and keep kissing and holding each other?" I led her to the bed and sat on the edge. I held her tight with my head on her breast and caressed her back. She pushed me back and lay down beside me. Turning on our sides so that we were facing, we looked in each other's eyes for a moment, then she closed her eyes and brought her lips to mine. We kissed, at first softly, then more intensely. She opened her eyes, looked at me, and said, "I'm nervous about this, Mark." "I am, too," I answered. "I haven't been with a woman since my divorce. But I'm so glad it's with you." "I have no idea how, or even if, I'll respond. I haven't even allowed myself to think about sex for a long time. All I know is how it makes me feel good being with you, Mark, and how you make me feel like a woman again." I smiled and said, "Well let's see if I can help take some of that nervousness away." "Go slow, Mark. Give me time to get used to this, to let myself enjoy it." I told her to lie on her stomach. I straddled her back, and began to caress her neck. She sighed as I kneaded it with my fingers. Sensing her tenseness begin to relax, I moved to her shoulders. I found her shoulders to be incredibly sexy. "I love your shoulders," I said as I gently massaged the tenseness out of them. After placing soft kisses on the back of her neck, I had her roll onto her back. I caressed lightly down an arm and began to massage her palm. Then I kissed my way down her arm to her hand, ending with a licking and sucking of her thumb and fingers. She sighed again. Moving to her other arm, I gave it the same attention. While sucking her little finger, I brushed the back of my hand across a breast. Her body shuddered. I noticed the growing hardness of her nipples as she responded to my touch. "Just a second, Mark," she said. She sat up and removed her T-shirt and bra. Bending over, I flicked a nipple with my tongue. She moaned and took my head, slowly moving my lips to the other breast. I took a nipple into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the aureole. Sucking strongly on the nipple, I gave it a light nip. "Ohhhh," she sighed, "That feels so good. It's been so long." After spending time with each breast, I turned her onto her stomach again and lightly caressed her back. She sighed again. I moved slowly downward, covering her back with licks, and kisses and nips. "Raise your hips, Holly," I said. I pulled down her slacks and panties and dropped them onto the floor .Moving to her cheeks, I give a squeeze to each one. I could feel her continuing to relax. Moving my way from cheek to cheek, kissed and licked, giving attention to each. I sucked forcefully here, then there, leaving marks I found to be highly erotic and satisfying. A slight moan assured me that she liked attention in that place. I licked the crevice between her cheeks. She groaned softly. I spread her legs and massaged her thighs. I leaned down and worked my tongue up, then down, then along the insides of her thighs. I licked closer to her anus, hoping it would arouse her. I pressed my tongue against the opening. Her hips gave a slight twitch, and she spread her legs wider. As I sensed her passion build, her anus opened and my tongue pushed against her hole. The sounds of her pleasure and the squirming of her body excited me. "Put your tongue in. Yessss ... Ooooo ... Ohooo ... as far as you can ... Ohooo ... it feels so good." Alternating between in and out and circular motions, I probed the entrance to her anus. She met each thrust with a push of her body against my tongue. She raised her hips, shuddered, lowered herself, and began to grind her mound against the mattress. I pulled away, not wanting her to come too soon. "Why did you stop?" she complained. "I'm not ready for you to come yet," I told her. I kissed my way down her legs, lingering in the area behind her knees. Licking there, I moved my hands upward and caressed her inner thighs. I grazed my fingers across her sex lips, noticing the wetness there. She groaned again. I returned my attention again to her legs, tenderly giving special attention to her calves, ankles, and feet. I gently lifted a foot and massaged the arch and sole, then kissed, licked, and sucked each toe. "I don't know how you know just what to do to please me, Mark. But I am loving it." "You wanted to feel like a woman. I'm going to make you feel like a sexy woman," I responded. After giving her other foot the same attention, I turned her onto her back again. I traveled my way back up her legs, massaging, lightly caressing, kissing, licking, and sucking all the way. I pressed my palm against her mound. She arched her body, shuddered, and moaned. Hesitating a moment to take in her sensual aroma, I licked her outer lips. They were swelled from her arousal. I touched her inner lips with my tongue. She jerked as I parted them and probed inside with my tongue. I found her clitoris and slowly and gently licked it. She trembled and whimpered. I reached for her hardened nipples and twisted and pulled on them. Her body squirmed from the attention. I took her clitoris into my mouth, sucking and flicking it with my tongue. She cried out and surprised me when she unexpectedly exploded with an enormous orgasm. My face was covered with her come. Her body shook from the sensations flowing through her body. Not letting go, I continued to suck, lick, and caress her clit. She experienced several more orgasms before her body finally collapsed on the bed. She was silent until her breathing returned to normal, then she said, "I want you inside me, Mark." "I don't carry condoms with me, Holly." "It's OK, I just finished my period. I really need you inside me." I stood up and removed my clothes, then leaned over her and placed my knees between her legs. She spread her legs further, took hold of my penis, and began sliding it up and down her wet lips. I looked at her and asked, "Now?" "Yes, now," she nodded. I entered her, pushing deep. I held myself there as we closed our eyes, losing ourselves in the sensations. "I had nearly forgotten just how good sex makes my body feel, Mark." I pulled back slowly until I was almost outside of her and gently pushed deep into her again. We began slowly. She wrapped her legs across my hips and her arms around my back. As our passion grew, we began thrusting faster and faster, matching each other's rhythm. The sensation of her pressing and gripping my penis as I moved in and out brought me near the point of no return. When I could feel her orgasm building, I plunged as deeply as I could and shouted, "Come with me, Holly!" The moment my come spurted into her, she dug her nails into my back, screamed, "Mark," and came with me. She pressed her palms against the bed as we continued to orgasm together. Our fluids mixed, wetting where we were joined. She put her arms back around me, pulled me toward her, held me close, and kissed me deeply. Eventually, I rolled to my side, and we lay quietly, totally exhausted. After a while, I said, "Holly that was the most wonderful lovemaking that I've ever experienced. You made me feel so good. Thank you." She smiled and said, "Me too." She turned to her side and I spooned myself behind her. After a few moments, I said, "Holly, you know, you don't have to leave. I have a wakeup call for 6:30 tomorrow morning." Holly and Mark Ch. 01 "OK, Mark" she said sleepily. Later I said, "And you don't need pajamas. I love the feel of you next to me." "Uh huh," she replied. And with that, she fell asleep. Holly and Mark Ch. 02 I was startled awake by the sound of the phone ringing. "Wake-up call," I thought in my foggy mind. I quickly picked up the receiver and set it back down. Looking at the clock radio, I saw that it was 6:30 AM. Yes, my wake-up call. I rolled back over. Holly was still there. I thought to myself that yesterday at this time I would never have imagined that I would wake up with a woman by my side. I spooned myself against her back again, enjoying the feel of her flesh against mine. Stroking her hair, I said, "Holly, it's 6:30. Time to get up." "Ummmm," she said as she turned toward me. I pulled her closer and held her while continuing to stroke her hair. Finally, she said, "That's the best night's sleep I've had since I don't know when." "Me, too," I answered. We lay quietly for a few moments, then she turned on her back and said, "Well, I guess I'd better get up, go back to my room, and get ready to face the day." "Still on for breakfast?" I asked. "I sure am. For some reason," she looked at me and smiled, "I'm famished." "Pleasurable exercise will do that for you," I said with a smile of my own. "And what a pleasure it was," she said. I drew her toward me and gave her a passionate kiss. She kissed me back with the same enthusiasm. "I'd rather take up where we left last night," she said. "But if we're going to meet for breakfast, get you to your meetings and me to my booth, we'd better stop now." "Do you think that maybe we might have time for a quickie?" I asked. She put a hand between my legs and noticed that I was already hard. "Feels like you're ready now," she said. "Yes I am. How about you?" I asked. "Kiss me again like you just did and I'll be ready in no time," she smiled. So I did. I kissed her hard. I ran my tongue across her lips. I pushed it inside her lips. She sucked on my tongue as I pushed it in and out. She spread her legs as I reached for her pussy. I had barely stroked her outer lips when I felt them swell. She moved her hips so that my fingers slipped inside. Her juices had already made her wet. She spread her legs even wider as I rolled on top of her. She took my penis and rubbed it up and down her opening. I couldn't hold myself back, and with one plunge my penis was deep inside her. "You feel fantastic," she exclaimed. "You're fantastic," I answered. I was so aroused that after a few strokes I felt myself starting to come. She wiggled her hips so that my penis was rubbing her clit. I felt her shudder and she cried out, "Come with me." We held on to each other tightly as our bodies were wracked with our simultaneous orgasm. I rolled to my side and, keeping my penis inside of her, pulled her tightly to me. We lay together until our breathing returned to near normal. "More than fantastic," she said breathlessly. "I could lie here with you forever," I responded. We lay quietly for a few more minutes. Finally, she looked at me and said, "Your meetings ... my booth." "I know, I know, we'd better get moving," I said reluctantly. She got up and slipped on her clothes while I put on my slacks. I walked her to the door, took her into my arms, and held her tightly. She pulled back and said, "I can't tell you how much last night and this morning meant to me. Thank you." "Thank you, Holly. I loved every bit of our time together." She opened the door, gave me a peck on the cheek, smiled, and said, "See you at eight in the dining room." ----- I arrived at the dining room first. Standing at the door, I eagerly searched for her among the people entering or passing by. Finally, I saw her. I couldn't help myself, the sight of her made me my heart skip a beat. Her blond hair was tied back in a bun again and she was wearing a dark blue business suit with a skirt falling just above the knees. She saw me, smiled, and waved. We embraced each other and kissed discreetly on the cheek. Looking into her blue eyes, I said, "You look incredible this morning, Holly." Her entire face became a smile. "You even smile with your eyes." "It is so wonderful to be complimented again, Mark. Thank you." We found a table for two, ordered coffee and juice, and walked to the buffet. After filling our plates, we returned to our table. While eating, we made small talk about my tech school and her computer company. Over coffee at the end of our meal, she asked, "So when are you planning on going back to Ohio? It would be nice if we could see each other again before you leave today." "Actually, I'm not going back today. There aren't any classes scheduled at school the rest of this week, so I'm taking a mini-vacation. I have my room reserved through Sunday. I thought I'd take in the sights in the city." She gave me a wide smile, especially with those eyes again, and exclaimed, "Oh, how wonderful." After a pause, she added, "Then I suppose you'll need someone to guide you around town." "Yes, I will," I replied. "Do you have anyone in mind?" "I have some vacation time. Why don't I take the rest of the week off and show you Nashville." "You would do that for me? That would be perfect. I get to see Nashville and, even better, I get to spend more time with you." Looking at her watch, she said, "It's 8:45. We'd better get going or you'll miss your first session and I'll be late to my booth." "The conference ends at 3:00. When do you close your booth?" I asked. "I have to keep it open until 4:00 so people can stop by after the last session," she responded. "Then I'll be there around 4:00." We left money on the table for our bill and a tip, and walked to the door. We shared another quick embrace. As we left in separate directions, I said, "See you at 4:00." Blowing a kiss, she said "Can't wait." ----- I arrived at her booth just before 4:00. She, and several others, were packing up the laptops and displays. "Give me another few minutes, and I'll be done," she said. I wandered around the exhibit hall. When I returned to her booth, she was just picking up her briefcase. "All done, now," she told me. While walking together out of the hall, she said, "I talked to my supervisor and she said it would be OK for me to take the rest of the week off. I also booked my room through Sunday." "That's great, Holly. Why don't I make reservations for supper and we can plan out the week." "I'd love that. But I want to get out of these clothes and freshen up first. You can call me after you make the reservation." "I need to shower again and change clothes myself. How about I make the reservation for 7:00?" "That's fine with me." I walked her to her room. We shared an intimate embrace and kiss at the door. I pulled her close to me. We began grinding our hips against each other. Pushing me away, she said with a smile, "Enough of that, now. I want a long uninterrupted time with you after dinner." "All right, all right," I said. "I'll go make the reservations and call you with the time." I gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and left for my room. I made the reservation for 7:00, then called her and told her I'd pick her up at 6:30. I turned the shower on, removed my clothes, and stepped behind the curtain. Letting the water flow over me, I fantasized about making love with her later that evening. ----- I knocked on her door at 6:30. When she opened the door, the sight of her took my breath away. Her blonde hair reached down to her shoulders and framed her face. She was wearing a red dress. The front was low cut, but not revealing. A strand of pearls graced her neck. The dress was tight fitting enough to accentuate her figure, the hem stopping just at her knees. It was the kind of dress that makes a man desire to see what's underneath. Red low heels completed her outfit. After a few moments, she asked, "Well, aren't you going to say something?" "I'm ... I'm speechless. Words can't describe how stunning you look." "Stunning is acceptable." Holding out her arm, she said with a satisfied smile, "Shall we go to dinner now?" ----- We had an enjoyable dinner together while getting to know more of each other. My problem was that I just couldn't take my eyes off of her. "You really are a gorgeous woman, Holly," I said several times. Her generous smile was thanks enough for the compliment. "I'll make you a deal," I said toward the end of the meal. "I'll pay for tonight if you promise to take me to your favorite restaurant sometime this week." "It's a deal," she responded, "and I know just the place." We decided to walk through the atrium after dinner. It seemed to be the most natural thing to have her arm around mine. We chatted like old friends and laughed at each other's stories. For a while we just stood in front of the fountain, leaning against each other. After a few minutes of silence, she looked at me and said, "Mark, I'd like for us to go to my room and spend the rest of the evening making love." With an exaggerated bow, I replied, "Your wish is my command." We hurried to her room. I followed her inside and closed the door. As I turned around, she wrapped her arms around my neck forcing me against the wall. Pressing her body against mine, she hungrily kissed me. I felt her tongue darting in and out of my mouth. She dropped her hands, took hold of my hips, and pulled them tightly toward her. Feeling me growing hard against her mound, she began rubbing herself against my hardening penis. Grabbing my shirt, she pulled it over my head, and dropped it to the floor. As she fumbled with my belt and slacks, I reached behind her and unzipped her dress. She stepped back, letting her dress and my pants drop to the floor. Looking at her, standing there in just her panties and bra, I said, "You're not only gorgeous, you're really sexy." She again pulled me close and kissed me intensely. As our passion grew, our kisses became more frenetic and our tongues explored the depths of each other's mouths. She reached down and squeezed my enlarging penis. Suddenly, she knelt down and pulled my underpants off. She cupped my balls and took the head of my penis into her mouth. With her blue eyes looking up into mine, she gave my penis a hard suck and pulled off. I groaned with pleasure. Again she took my penis into her mouth and this time bit gently with her teeth. I groaned again. She caressed my testicles with the fingers of one hand and, with the other stroked my penis. She gave me a mischievous look and licked the head of my penis. I closed my eyes and moaned louder. I felt her take my penis deep into her throat and hold me there. My body shuddered. I reached down and unsnapped her bra, allowing her full breasts to stand free. I took a nipple in each hand, twisting and pulling on them. She moaned slightly, then, while I continued to tease her nipples, she began alternating between stroking me with her hands and taking me deeply into her mouth. I was having a difficult time standing. I wanted release. I put my hands on her head and began thrusting my penis in and out of her mouth. She reached behind me and played with my anus. I was becoming agitated. I was nearly ready to come. Suddenly, she pushed me away. "Oh no you don't," she said. "Not yet." Taking me by the hand, she pulled me to the bed and pushed me down on my back. Removing her panties, she climbed on the bed and straddled me. I reached for her nipples, but she leaned down and pressed her breast to my chest and her lips to mine. While we kissed, she moved her pussy up and down my penis. I could feel her wetness moisten my penis. She rose up, took my penis with one hand and guided me to her opening. She lowered herself forcefully, driving me completely into her pussy. Grabbing the headboard, she began lifting her pussy until my penis was almost out of her then shoving it in as deeply as it could reach. Again and again she bounced, keeping her hands on the headboard. I began matching her rhythm with my own thrusts. I reached for her nipples and squeezed. She moaned and thrust even more rapidly. She drove me deep into her pussy, reached behind her, took hold of my testicles, and came with a shout. Unable to hold myself any longer, I shot my come into her pussy. She squealed and continued a rocking motion until she came several more times. When she was spent, she collapsed on my chest. When I was able, I said breathlessly, "Wow." As her breathing returned toward normal, she said, "I've always wondered what it would be like to be the one to take charge and really let go. Now I know and it's really satisfying and a real turn on." "Let's rest awhile, and then let me take charge," I said. "That sounds like fun. Sex with you really is fun, Mark, and it feels pretty good too." "Pretty good, I exclaimed." You won't say pretty good after I get done with you." "Promise?" "A certainty." ----- As we rested, I stroked her hair and placed soft kisses on her neck. I caressed her breasts and her abdomen. Her body jumped when my hands touched her thighs. She let me ease her legs open and I moved between them. I leaned over and placed gentle kisses on the insides of her thighs. I licked her skin lightly, working up and down both thighs. I moved my face close to her pussy. I felt its warmth and breathed teasingly on her waiting opening. She twitched as my tongue slipped between her lips. I licked up and down her pussy then began to tease her clitoris. I flicked it with my tongue, traced circles around it, and then pulled it into my mouth. She groaned. I could taste her juices as they ran freely. Her arousal grew. I sucked her clitoris strongly in and out of my mouth. She sighed deeply as pleasure began to overcome her. Raising her legs over my shoulders, I leaned over, and pressed my face against her pussy. I sucked her pussy lips into my mouth. She began to squirm. I reached up and found her hard nipples and twisted and pulled on them gently. Sliding a finger inside her, I began moving it in and out of her pussy. She rocked her hips and moaned with pleasure. I added another finger, then another, each time placing a little more pressure on the walls of her pussy. "How's that?" I ask softly. I barely heard her reply, "Mmmmm, you're keeping your promise." I returned my mouth to her clitoris and, with my fingers, and gave attention to her wet pussy, I slowly brought her near orgasm. She pushed her pussy hard against my mouth. I pressed my mouth firmly against her pussy, using my tongue to torment her clitoris once again. With her fingers she grabbed her nipples and pulled excitedly on them. Her body began to shudder with involuntary spasms. Pushing her feet against the mattress and her pussy harder against my mouth, she cried out loudly. Her body twisted and turned as waves of orgasm flowed through her. I continued sucking and flicking her clit and thrusting my fingers in and out of her pussy. Her cries of pleasure turned into moans. Finally, with an occasional jerk of her body, her orgasm slowly diminished. I removed my fingers from her pussy and my mouth from her clit and lay down beside her. Her body relaxed as her breathing returned to normal. ----- I didn't know if I could arouse her again, but I spread her thighs apart and slowly caressed her legs with my fingers. I moved over her. Leaning down, I licked up her inner thighs. I could feel the warmth of her pussy even before my tongue made contact with it. I raised my head, looked into her eyes, and whispered "I love your aroma, Holly. I love the taste of you. I love the feel of your pussy lips on my tongue." She sighed deeply as I ran my tongue over her welcoming lips. My tongue explored the smoothness of her outer lips. I sucked her juices into my mouth allowing me to sample the taste of her. I slipped my tongue between her engorged lips and deep into her pussy. I was aroused by the silky feeling inside her pussy and the warm wet sensations of her taste and scent. She squirmed beneath me as I pushed my mouth between her lips and allowed my tongue to explore deeper. With my fingers, I eased her lips apart, moved them to her clit, and began to suck. She began to rotate her pussy against my face, soaking it with her juices. I slipped my tongue back inside her opening, moving it in and out. Her body began to squirm. I sucked her lips into my mouth and pulled on them. While moving from one to the other, I slipped my tongue into her opening and ran it across her inner lips. I gave her clitoris a gentle bite. She screeched. I lifted her hips from the bed and she closed her thighs around my head. With my mouth firmly over her clitoris I sucked and flicked with my tongue. I put my fingers inside her and slid them in and out. She began to move her pussy in time with me while groans of pleasure emanated from her mouth. She grabbed my head and pressed her pussy hard against my mouth and nose. Suddenly, she screamed and lifted herself from the bed. Catching me by surprise, my face fell from between her thighs. She groaned, reached for my head, and pulled it back to where she wanted it. Before she could come, I positioned my face so that I could tongue her clitoris. She groaned more loudly, her face grimaced in a mixture of frustration and pleasure. I put my fingers inside her pussy and thrust them in and out. She shouted, "I'm coming," and clamped her thighs around my head. She screamed as an orgasm shook her body. Her sweet juices flowed out of her pussy covering my face and running down her thighs. Her spasms gradually slowed and her body fell back on the bed. "Never in my life...," she started to say. "I've never...," she tried again. She gave up and lay quietly for awhile. A contented and glowing smile appeared on her face. She reached for my hand, gave it a squeeze, and held it against her breast. We continued to lie side by side, simply enjoying the feel of being beside each other. "That was the biggest, the best, the most overpowering orgasm I ever had. I didn't know I could ever feel like that. I don't know how to thank you." "No need, Holly. Thank you for giving the privilege of being the one to make you feel that way." We lay quietly again. "Mark," she said. "Is there something I could do for you?" she asked "Just being inside you and coming is all I need." "And I need you inside me, too." As I moved over her, she spread her legs and opened her pussy with her fingers. I rubbed my penis along her pussy lips. She pulled my hips toward her and my penis slid deep inside. I held myself there. I knew I wouldn't last long, but I wanted to feel her pussy around my penis as long as possible. She began slowly rocking her hips back and forth. I tried to draw myself back but she wouldn't let go or stop rocking. Looking at me, she said, "I want you to come fast and come hard." She rocked faster and faster against me. I grabbed her hips and thrust my penis in and out of her pussy. I could feel my come starting to rush up my penis. "I'm going to come," I shouted. She put her arms around my neck and pulled me to her. She pressed her pussy against me. Incredibly, as my come bust into her pussy, she came with me. I rolled on to my side while keeping my penis firmly entrenched inside her. We held each other tightly while our passion subsided. She looked at me and said, "Stay with me tonight, Mark. I want the feel of you next to me." I gave her a deep kiss and replied, "There's nothing I want more myself." She lay on her side, I curled up behind her, and we fell asleep. Holly and Mark Ch. 03 6:30 AM is when I usually wake up, even without an alarm. I turned my head toward the clock and thought to myself, "Right on time." I looked over at Holly. She was lying on her back with her arms stretched over her head. She seemed deep in sleep and had a contented look on her face. Slipping quietly out of bed, I went into the bathroom and relieved myself. Then, as quietly as possible, I started the in-room coffee maker. While it was percolating, I sat softly on Holly's side of the bed. Gently moving her hair from her face, I began tenderly stroking her forehead and cheeks. She stirred, groaned, and opened her eyes. "Good Morning," I said. "Morning to you," she replied with a sleepy smile. I continued stroking her face. She stretched her arms and legs and asked, "What time is it anyway?" "About 6:40." "In the morning?" "Well ... yes." "Why are you up so early? Neither one of us has to work today." "Habit, I guess. I've been getting up at 6:30 for years. Besides, it's really hard to sleep with a gorgeous, sexy woman beside me." She leaned up on her elbows and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wrapped my arms around her and held her close. Feeling her nipples against my chest, I got a familiar tingle in my crotch. "You make me feel like a horny teenager again," I told her. Speaking softly in my ear, she said, "And you make me feel ways that I never thought possible." I kissed her on the cheek again. She moved her head toward me and put her lips on mine. We shared a deeply passionate kiss. It wasn't a kiss of lust or sexual need, but one of affection and appreciation. Breaking our kiss, I said, "I made some coffee. Would you like me to serve it to you in bed?" "Yes," she said with a sigh, "I could use some right now." I brought her coffee then sat in the chair beside the bed with my own cup. Holly took a sip, smiled, and said, "Just what I need." After a she had taken a few sips, she said, I've got an idea. I need to take my suitcase and work things home. Let's go out for breakfast. We can drop them off after we eat and I can show you around Nashville." "I'd like that. Let me go do the shower thing and get dressed. What time do you want me back?" "Give me forty-five minutes or so, say 7:30 or so." "Sounds like a plan," I replied. I downed my coffee, put my clothes on and, taking her by the hand, pulled her up. Admiring her body as she stood naked in front of me, I said, "Holly, you really are a lovely woman." She smiled her thanks. At the door, we held each other for a moment, shared a quick kiss, and I was on my way. ----- I knocked on Holly's door just after 7:30. She opened the door, pulled me in and gave me a quick kiss. "Let's not start something we can't finish," I warned. With a false frown, she said, "Maybe later today I can interest you." "Oh, I'm already interested, but you've used up all my energy the last couple of days. I need some food in my stomach to give me more strength." "Well then, help me with my things and let's go eat." She turned to the bed and picked up her briefcase and purse. "Mind getting my suitcase for me?" Walking out the door behind her, I said, "I like the way you fill out your jeans." Smiling over her shoulder she said, "You've got a cute little butt yourself." ----- After checking out, Holly led me to her car. It was a dark blue Malibu. "I know, it's nothing fancy but I get great gas mileage." She drove out of the parking lot and took the parkway toward downtown Nashville. We stopped at a small diner where she tol me she eats often. As we walked in, I whispered, "Don't eat too much. You're going to get a lot of exercise after while." "That goes for you too," she said with a wink. After seating ourselves, a waitress appeared. Holly ordered a blueberry bagel, a fruit cup, and coffee. I ordered an omelet, orange juice, and coffee. Holly told me a little about Nashville while we were ate. As we were finishing up, Holly looked at me and said, "Do you think you've eaten enough to build up your energy?" "Why do you ask?" "Because when we get to my place, you're going to need all the energy you can get." She hesitated, then said, "I don't believe myself. I've never talked this way before. I'm usually reserved and easily embarrassed. I always try to watch what I say." Looking at me with a smile, she asked, "What have you done to me?" "Well, let's go find out," I left a tip, paid for breakfast, and we headed for her car. ----- I expected her to be living in an apartment complex. I was surprised when she pulled in the driveway of an attractive Cape Cod style home. It was directly across the street from a city park. "This is it, my dream house," she said. "If you'll get my suitcase, I'll carry the rest of my things inside. No sooner were we inside her door, than we dropped everything, and pulled ourselves hungrily into each other's arms. We dropped onto the couch, kissing and impatiently groping every body part we could reach. I pulled her shirt out of her jeans then up and over her head. I unsnapped her bra, pulled it aside, and sucked on her right nipple. I ran my tongue around it and licked across to the other. She grabbed my head and pressed it onto each breast as I went back and forth from one erect nipple to the other. Grabbing my hand, she placed it between her legs. Pulling my face toward her, she kissed me passionately. I unfastened her jeans and, with our lips still firmly together, she helped me remove her jeans and her panties. She took my hand and touched it to her swelling sex lips. My fingers were instantly covered with her wetness. She moved my hand to her clitoris while holding my face against her breasts. Massaging her clit with a finger, I licked and sucked on her nipples. She held me tight. I continued my pressure on her clitoris, rubbing it with my fingers until her body trembled and she came with a groan. I continued teasing her clit and brought her to several more orgasms, stopping only when she begged. I held her close until her breathing returned to normal. "Now it's your turn," she said with a playful grin. She pushed me down on the floor, unbuckled my belt, undid the zipper, and pulled off my pants. Unbuttoning my shirt, she caressed my chest. She leaned over, and a jolt of sensation flashed through my body when I felt her tongue lick a nipple. She moved to the other nipple while I moaned with pleasure. She ran her fingertips across my abdomen, never taking her lips from my nipples. Swirling her tongue around them made me moan. Moving her fingers to my legs, she stroked up and down the insides of my thighs. She spread my legs, moved between them, and pushed my knees up so that the soles of my feet were on the floor. Then, with the fingers of one hand tickling my testicles with, she stroked my erect penis with the other. Leaning down, she licked the head of my penis. My body jerked and a groan escaped my lips. She took my penis in both hands and began moving them up and down and back and forth between her palms. As my passion swelled, my body shuddered. Knowing I was about to come, she took my rock-hard shaft deeply into her mouth. As she pushed her fingers between my scrotum and anus, I felt my body arch uncontrollably. As I exploded down her throat, I could feel her swallowing. The sensation of her throat muscles squeezing my penis drove me wild. Saving some of my come, she placed it on the tip of my penis. She rubbed it around the head of my penis with her fingers, causing almost unbearable sensations. I had to ask her to stop. "I've never come so hard in my life," I said breathlessly. She gave my penis a lick. "And I've never swallowed come before. I hope you didn't mind. It just seemed like the thing to do. Did you like it?" "Oh yes, I liked it," I replied. She lay next to me and I pulled her into my arms. With a sigh of contentment, she fondled my penis while it softened in her hand. ----- After we recovered, Holly took me on a tour of her home, ending in the kitchen. She took a pitcher of iced tea out of the refrigerator, poured two glasses, and led me to her back porch. "I really like it out here. In the mornings I can watch the sunrise and, in the evenings, I can sit on the front porch and watch the sunset over the park. It's a quiet and peaceful neighborhood." We sat quietly, enjoying each other's company. After a while, she stood up and asked, "Ready to go exploring?" "You're in charge." I answered. ----- Holly drove us around Nashville, pointing out some of the sights; her office building, the golden dome of the state capital, the original site of the Grand Old Opry, and the "General Jackson" showboat. Over a light lunch, Holly asked if I was interested in an adventure. When I nodded my head yes, she suggested that we go for a late afternoon picnic. "There is a little park I know of just outside of Nashville. It's never crowded. We can go there and picnic by the river. Sound OK to you?" "Anything I can do with you sounds like fun." Holly spent the afternoon showing me more of Nashville. On the way back to her home she stopped at a store to pick up items for our picnic. On the way inside she asked, "What are some things you like to have for a picnic?" "I really don't have any preferences." I said. Hesitating, I smiled and added, "As long as you're my main course." She laughed. "Then you can be my dessert." After stocking up for our picnic, we returned to her home, packed everything into a large picnic basket, and set out for our adventure. ----- We arrived and explored the woods and paths for the perfect place. We ended up searching well off the paths and found a secluded clearing next to the river. I went back to the car and got the basket while Holly spread out a blanket. We quickly set up the picnic. After eating, we sat for a while watching ducks floating lazily in the current. I put my arm around her, and she rested her head on my shoulder. We began kissing. At first, they were soft and gentle. Our kisses became more passionate, and we explored each other's mouths and sucked on probing tongues. I had her lie on her back, her head in my lap. Leaning over to continue my kisses, I began fondling her breasts through her shirt with one hand while running the fingers of the other from her calves to her thighs. As she started to become aroused, I loosened her jeans, pulled them down, and moved my hands under her panties. She opened her legs, giving me access to the center of her pleasure. I circled her clitoris with a finger, She groaned in protest when I removed my hands from beneath her pants. Wanting to return to her breasts, I pulled her shirt off and, leaning down, I ran my tongue around the base of each nipple. She took my head, moved it over a nipple, and urged me to suck on it. I took it into my mouth, sucked gently, my tongue on its tip. I moved to the other. I could feel the heat from her rising passion as I went back and forth from nipple to nipple. She took my hand and placed it between her legs, pressing it on her mound. I began fingering the slit of her opening through her panties. She rotated her hips, pushing herself against my fingers. With both hands, I removed her panties. Instead of caressing her with my fingers, I licked the inside of one thigh. I looked up for her reaction, and she gave me a nod. "Now," I said, "It's time for my main course." I moved so that my mouth could easily reach her sex lips while my hands could still give attention to her breasts. I began running my tongue up one thigh and down the other while pulling on her hardened nipples. Occasionally, I would brush my tongue across her protruding outer lips causing her to moan and arch her back. After several minutes of this, she lifted my chin and said, "Please." I smiled and, reached behind her knees, and pushed her legs up and apart. I licked my way up a thigh again. When I reached her outer lips, I opened them with my tongue. A squeal of pleasure escaped her mouth. "Oh, Mark, make me come like this. Suck me hard," she begged. Licking her opening, I could taste her juices as they began to flow. I found her clitoris and ran my tongue around it until it began to swell. I drew it into my mouth and sucked firmly. I softened my grip and touched it with my tongue before forcefully drawing it in again. Her body began to stiffen. I could sense her nearing orgasm. Suddenly, she grabbed my head, pushing my face against her clit. I pulled on her clit as strongly as I could with my lips, and she came with a shout. Neither of us would let go. With her hands clutching my head and her clit in my mouth, she came again. As she relaxed, I licked her dry. Lying beside her, I heard a sigh, and gently caressed her inner thighs. She wasn't finished, her body responding to my touch once more. I began fingering her sex lips. Tentatively, I inserted a finger into her opening. Her hips began moving against it. I inserted another finger, and began slowly moving them in and out of her inner lips. The pace of her hips quickened. I began rubbing her clit with my thumb. She pushed hard against my fingers and thumb, held herself there, and, with a groan, came again. My fingers continued gently stroking inside as she recovered. After a few moments, she leaned on an elbow, looked into my eyes, and asked, "May I have my dessert now?" "Please ..." I answered. She helped me pull off my jeans and briefs "I hope you never forget this moment," she said. She ordered me to lay back and close my eyes. I happily did as she said. Her fingers began caressing my legs. Up and down, and, every so often, brushing against my anus and testicles. Suddenly I felt her tongue flicking the top of my penis. My body nearly jumped off the blanket. She teased me by rolling her tongue around its head. I arched my back toward her mouth. She pushed me back and continued licking around the whole length of my shaft. Just when I felt that I could bear no more, her lips pulled my penis into her mouth. She took in its head, sucked strongly, and pulled it off. She took me in again, this time a little farther, sucked even more strongly, and pulled me slowly out of her mouth. Each time I was taken farther and farther into her mouth until I could feel the back of her throat. Suddenly, she was moving my penis in and out of her mouth as quickly as she could. I began to arch my back at every down stroke and moan uncontrollably as she pulled back. When she knew I was about to come, she pushed her finger against my anus. My come immediately burst from my penis, filling her mouth to overflowing. I didn't think I would ever stop coming. When I opened my eyes and looked at her, I saw come dripping from her lips. She leaned down and kissed me, sharing my come with me. We looked into each other's eyes with desire, passion, satisfaction, and most of all, wonder. Holly and Mark Ch. 04 As evening fell, we knew our picnic had to come to an end. Gathering up the containers and waste, we packed them in the picnic basket, and e walked hand and hand silently back to her car. When we arrived, I said, "Holly, you've really worn me out the last three days. Would you mind taking me back to the hotel? I need some time to recuperate." "I've got some things I need to get done ... laundry, grocery shopping, straightening the house ..." "And I really should work on the curriculum for a digital camera class. Hesitating, I added, "I also need some time to process the last several days." "I need some time too, Mark. I have to work through feelings that I haven't felt for awhile. Why don't we take tomorrow off then? Would you like come for breakfast on Wednesday?" Smiling, I said, "It depends on what's on the plate." "Well, what would your favorite breakfast be? I mean, besides me, of course." "Darn, and here I was thinking about the scent and taste of you. Well, if I can't have you, how about bacon, two eggs over easy, wheat toast with black raspberry jam, home fried potatoes, orange juice, a glass of milk, and topped off with a cup of coffee." "That's a huge breakfast! Do you always eat that much?" "Only when I think I'll need a lot of energy for some enjoyable exercise," I answered. "And just what kind of exercise do you think you'll be enjoying?" "Oh, I'll let you decide that," I said with a smile. When we arrived at my hotel, we held each other and shared a tender kiss. She gave me a paper with her home and cell phone number, "In case you would need to get in touch with me," she said. "Don't forget, 9:00 Wednesday morning." "As if I could ever forget, Holly" I watched her pull away. She smiled and waved. While I walked to my room, I felt emptiness in my stomach. I kept myself busy the next day. I made much progress on the curriculum I was writing. I made some calls to my school, checking to see how things were going and if anything needed my attention. I took a nap. I went for a swim in the pool and ate supper alone. It didn't matter what I did, I found that Holly was never far from my mind. I walked to a nearby store, bought some snacks, and, after some hesitation, condoms. After supper, I tried to watch TV, but couldn't concentrate. I found myself needing to hear Holly's voice. Picking up phone, I dialed her number. She answered, "Hi Mark." "Hi Holly, how did you know it was me?" "I just knew you were going to call. I had a feeling that you might be missing me." "Well, you're right. Are you missing me a little too?" "You have no idea," she replied. "I haven't felt this way in ages, Holly." "Neither have I." Silence ... "How was your day?" I asked. "It went fine. I got a lot done. What about you?" "I got a lot done too, but it was a long, long day." "I know what you mean. Tomorrow morning can't come soon enough." "For me either." More silence ... Finally she said, "Well, I'll let you go ... you really need to rest up for tomorrow." "Really? Why is that?" "You'll find out tomorrow." "I'm looking forward to breakfast," I said. As though insulted, Holly replied, "And not looking forward to me?" "Holly, I ...," I started. "I know Mark, I know. Let's talk tomorrow." "OK. You be sure to get plenty of rest yourself." "I will. See you tomorrow." "Yes, see you tomorrow." "Bye ..." "Bye ..." I fell into bed, but sleep was slow to come. I was trying to sort out my growing feelings for Holly in my mind. The next morning I showered and put on jeans and a polo shirt. I headed for the parking garage with extra energy in my step. Pulling out of the garage, I followed Holly's directions to her home, As soon as I was in the door, we fell into each other's arms, holding tight and kissing hungrily. Without pulling our lips apart, we wiggled out of our clothes down to our underclothes. I began caressing her back as she pressed her body against mine. I moved to her neck, kissing and nipping at her ear. I felt a shudder course through her body. I turned her around, pressed my cock against her ass, and unsnapped her bra. As I continued kissing her neck and ears, my hands found her breasts. She caught her breath as I pressed my body against hers. I reached down and free my cock from my briefs. My cock found its way into the crevice between her cheeks and I began slowly pumping it back and forth. I began to knead her breasts. I pinched and twisted her nipples and felt them instantly harden. "To the bedroom ..." she gasped. I picked her up and carried her to the bed. I laid her on her back and knelt down beside the bed. I ran my fingers along her inner thighs. She began to squirm. I reached for the top of her panties. I pulled them down, past her knees to her ankles. She kicked them off frantically. I began caressing up the outside of her legs and thighs. Spreading her legs, I kissed and licked down the insides of her thighs. Her body trembled as I made my way slowly back up. I placed a soft kiss on the outer lips of her pussy. She uttered a moan. , pulled my head tightly between her legs, and pressed it against her mound. She moved my head back and forth, caressing her pussy lips with my mouth. "Please, lick me," she gasped. Instead, I moved my lips down her legs, teasingly kissing and licking inside her thighs as I went. She groaned in frustration. As I worked my way back to her sex, she cried, "Hurry ... please ... I need you to ... now ... yes ..." She grabbed my head as I widened her already wet outer lips and began licking inside. I lifted my mouth and said, "I love your taste and aroma, Holly." She answered by pulling my head more strongly against her pussy. I probed with my tongue and opened her inner lips, suckling and nibbling on each side. She ground her mound against my mouth. Breathlessly, she cried "Make me come, make me come!" I spread her inner lips with my fingers and found her clitoris. I flicked my tongue across it. Her body jumped at the sensation. I took her center of pleasure between my lips and began sucking in and out as strongly as I could. I stopped sucking and ran my tongue around her sensitized clitoris. "Suck it again, suck it again," she pleaded. Just as I pulled her clit between my lips, she came with a scream. Her flowing juices covered my mouth and ran down her legs. "Inside me ... now," she demanded. Removing my briefs, I stood up, and positioned myself between her legs. But before I could enter her, she leaned forward and took my cock into her mouth. She moved her lips up and down the length of my staff. She looked at me with hunger in eyes as she sucked me rapidly in and out of her mouth. I closed my eyes, losing myself in the sensations. When I could take her sucking no more, I gently pushed her back. I rubbed the head of my cock back and forth against her opening. "Please ...," she screamed. I hesitated for a moment, and then thrust inside of her. She wrapped her legs around my hips, her arms around my shoulders ... and we began. I furiously drove my hardened cock in and out of her. She met my every thrust, lifting her pussy so I penetrated to the very back of her pussy. We didn't, we couldn't last long. I came with a shout, she screamed with an orgasm. I collapsed on top of her then rolled to my side next to her. She threw a leg over my hips. We lay still, my throbbing cock still deep inside while the walls of her pussy squeezed spasmodically. When we recovered, she said, "About breakfast ..." We stood up and put our clothes back on. I followed her to the kitchen. She looked at me with a smile and asked, "How do you like your potatoes?" "Me, I usually cut them up into little cubes," I replied. "Let me do the potatoes while you get everything else going." "No, I want to do breakfast myself. I'll make the coffee and you can sit at the table and read the morning paper." While I sat, I enjoyed watching her, much more than the coffee and newspaper. Soon, the kitchen was filled with the aroma of frying potatoes and onions. "How did you know to put onions in the potatoes? I always fix them that way myself." "That's just the way I grew up. Mom always put onions in to add some flavor and I've just fixed potatoes that way ever since." I stood and walked up behind her. Putting my arms around her waist and lightly kissing her neck, I said, "Thanks, Holly. I appreciate your fixing breakfast like this." "It's my pleasure, or should I say your pleasure." "You pleasure me in so many ways, Holly." Turning, she smiled and gave me a peck on the cheek. "Now go back and sit down. You're distracting me." Soon, the scent of bacon joined the other aromas filling the kitchen. "My stomach is growling," I said. "It won't be long," she replied. Soon, Holly set plates, silverware, followed by platters of bacon, fried eggs, potatoes, and toast on the table. Then she brought glasses of milk and orange juice. "Oh, I almost forgot. There's black raspberry jam." "Mmmmmm," I sighed. "I thought the mmmmm's were for me," she complained. I looked at her and said, "They are. But for you I prefer to moan and groan and squeal and screech." "Oh, OK then," she responded with a grin. After breakfast, over coffee, Holly asked me if there was anything I'd like to see in Nashville. "I think I'd like to visit The Hermitage, Andrew Jackson's home," I replied. "Well, let's clean up and I'll take you there." Before long, we were on our way to The Hermitage. After paying admission at the Visitor's Center, we watched the introductory film. Then we toured The Hermitage mansion. While touring the gardens, we enjoyed walking among the beautiful flowers. I was impressed by the tomb where Jackson and his wife are buried. Holly suggested that we take the wagon tour to the slavery and farming exhibits. After several hours in the warm and humid weather, we were soaked with perspiration and decided it was time to leave. Holly drove us by the Tulip Grove mansion and the Hermitage church on our way back to her house. We went inside, thankful for air conditioning. "I'm so hot and sweaty, I need to take a shower," she said "Can I watch," I asked. "I've got a better idea Mark. Since we're both hot and sweaty, why don't we take a shower together?" I hesitated when Holly suggested we take a shower together. I guess I'm relatively fit for a 54 year old. Weather permitting, I walk or bike three or four times a week. It's one thing to lie beside her making love, but something else to stand fully naked before her eyes. I have that that slight paunch around my middle, complete with love-handles, that we males are prone to grow after middle age. Embarrassed? Yes, especially after becoming so familiar with her trim body. Not having had children, her body displayed no after effects of pregnancy and child birth. Her breasts were still what I would call perky, upturned and solid. Though not a hard-body, her tummy was flat and her hips firm. Her thighs and calves were not overly fleshy. All in all, her shapeliness made her any man's fantasy. "How do you do it, Holly," I asked. "How do you keep your self in such great shape?" "I just watch what I eat and walk a lot in the park. I also have a membership to a gym, but I don't go as often as I should." "You look perfect to me, Holly." "Any you look great to me too." "Even with my gut?" "Oh Mark, what I like about you is not how you look, its how you look at the world. You're so caring, so giving, so positive. I like the way you laugh, and the way you smile. I like the way you make me smile. Your body is just where the real you lives." I took her into my arms, looked into her eyes, and said softly, "It's the same with me, Holly. You make me feel like I'm not alone, that you're not just someone with me, you're there beside me. Even yesterday when you weren't there, it's like you were, and it made me feel like all's right with the world. It's really hard for me to put how I feel into words. But it's not really about words. It's about this feeling that's growing deep down inside of me." We stood holding each other. After a few moments, she said, "If you keep talking like that you're going to make me cry." "Then, let's make love instead," I said. "Naked, in the shower, together," she replied. I slowly began undressing Holly. Unbuttoning her blouse, I lifted it off of her shoulders. I kissed her neck while kneading her breasts with my hands. Reaching behind her, I unsnapped her bra and let it fall to the floor. Kneeling, I cupped her breasts and licked a nipple. She shuddered, took my head and moved it to her other nipple. I licked around her nipple the slowly drew it into my mouth. Holding it firmly with my lips, I swirled my tongue around and across the hardened nipple. She moaned. I moved my mouth to the other nipple and repeated the attention. Still gripping a nipple in my mouth, I moved my hands to her jeans. Drawing down the zipper, I opened the front of her jeans and pulled them down to her ankles. Putting my hands on her ass, I began kissing down her rib cage. I stopped to lick circles around her navel, occasionally darting my tongue inside. Continuing downward, I pressed my lips on her abdomen and sucked strongly here and there. Groaning, she took my head and held in against her panty-covered pussy. The smell of her sex juices, already soaking her panties, made me long to taste her again. She quickly pulled her panties down. Grabbing her hips, I pulled her pussy to my mouth and licked between the folds, lapping and sucking her juices. Finding her clit, I gave it a flick with my tongue then pulled it strongly between my lips. She cried out and pushed my head way. "Not yet," she gasped, "I have to get you ready." She took my hands and pulled me up. Putting her arms around me, she pressed her lips against mine and ground her pelvis against my crouch. Smiling, she pulled my shirt over my head. She took my head, kissed me hard, and pressed her still-erect nipples against my chest. Breaking the kiss, she dropped to her knees. Unbuckling my belt and unzipping my fly, she pulled my jeans and briefs down. As I stepped out of them, she reached for my cock with one hand and cupped my balls with the other. Looking into my eyes, she swirled her tongue around the head of my cock and licked off my pre-cum. Still making eye contact, she wrapped her lips around my engorged cock and pulled it to the back of her throat. I took her head and held myself inside. Keeping me deep, she made sucking motions with her warm mouth. My hips bucked involuntarily. She pulled off my cock and wet the fingers of one hand. She took my cock deep again and, continuing her sucking, pressed her moist fingers against my anus. I moaned, then groaned as she removed her fingers and pulled her mouth off my cock. "We need to get into the shower and finish this," she said. She bent over the tub and turned the water on. At the sight of her ass, I quickly dropped to my knees and licked her from her clitoris to her anus. She responded by wiggling her ass against my probing tongue while she tested the warmth of the water. "OK ... let's get inside ... now ...," she demanded. We stepped into the shower. While standing facing one another, we allowed the water to spray against our bodies. We pressed together, my cock slipping between her legs and against her pussy. She moved her hips back and forth against my slippery cock. "Let me lather you with soap and wash your body from head to toe," I said breathlessly. "I don't think so ... I need you to make love to me now ... make love to me hard ... drive me out of my mind." Her words excited me. I quickly turned her around and spread her cheeks. She leaned forward and placed her hands on the wall. I drove my cock into her waiting pussy. I plunged it in and out of her pussy with abandon. She thrust back. Her hips bucked. I felt my orgasm building. "I'm going to come," I shouted. As my semen shot into her, she reared her head back and screamed with her own orgasm. I continued thrusting and she had a second orgasm. Her knees buckled, I reached out and held her up, and kept driving in and out of her. Her body shuddered and her pussy pulsated around my cock as she came a third time. We stayed like that, her arms against the wall, my arms around her waist, and my cock impaled deeply into her pussy. Finally she said weakly, "Now you can wash me." I took a washcloth and lathered it with soap. Starting with face, I gently washed her forehead. As she closed her eyes, I drew the washcloth softly across her closed eyelids, then to each cheek, and finally to her neck and chin. Applying more soap, I washed her neck, shoulders, and down her arms. She sighed as I washed each finger of one hand, then the other. I next gave attention to her breasts. The moment I touched her nipples she gasped. Using the cloth, I made circles around her nipples. Through the cloth, I pulled on a nipple with my thumb, index finger, and middle finger. She pressed my hands to her breasts. Turning her around, I washed her neck and down her back. Kneeling, I spread her legs and lightly moved the cloth up and down the inside of her thighs. She moaned and spread her legs wider. I pulled it lightly between her legs, applying gentle pressure to her anus. Stopping so I could move to her feet caused a groan to escape from her lips. She turned around, and moved her pussy close to my face. I added more lather to the cloth and moved it slowly back and forth across her swollen pussy lips. She took my hand and pressed it firmly against her clit. With a slight shudder or her body, she had a quiet orgasm. "Thank you, Mark," she said breathlessly, "I didn't know I could come so many times." She pulled me to my feet and took the washcloth from my hand. She then proceeded to wash me as I had washed her. She did my face, my neck, and my shoulders. Turning me around, she washed my back, down my legs, and my feet. She twisted me back so that I was facing her and gave me a deeply passionate kiss. Her tongue darted in and out of my mouth, occasionally twisting it around mine. Feeling my cock hardening, she knelt and tenderly bathed it with the cloth. She spread my legs and rubbed the cloth against my balls and my anus. My cock twitched. She dropped the cloth and sucked my cock deep into her mouth. Looking me in the eye, she began moving her lips up and down my cock. Reaching up she teased my nipples, squeezing and pulling. Without taking my cock out of her mouth, I heard her murmur, "Come, Mark. Come in my mouth." Pressing a finger against my anus again sent me over the top and what come I had left squirted weakly into her mouth. She continued sucking until I softened, then pulled her mouth off my cock. Exhausted, we climbed out of the shower and affectionately dried each other off. We stood looking at each other a moment. A tear formed in her left eye and ran slowly down her cheek. I stepped toward her and took her into my arms. "I feel it too, Holly," I said. "I don't know where to begin ... what to ... sorry ... I mean ... Oh, I'm just a jumble of emotions. All I can say is that I have never felt before the way I am feeling now ... the way you make me feel." She whispered into my ear, "I never knew a man and a woman could feel this way ... could enjoy each other's company so much ... that sex could ever be this exciting." We held each other for a while longer, and then Holly breathed in and asked, "Would you like to stay for supper?" "Holly, I think the thing we need most right now is for me to go back to the hotel. We both have a lot of deep feelings to sort through." With a sigh of relief she responded, "I feel that way too." Holly and Mark Ch. 05 As usual, I woke up at 6:30 on the dot. I stretched and immediately wished that Holly was there beside me. 'What's going to happen,' I thought. 'I'm developing some deep feelings for Holly. I know that it isn't just the wonderful sex. I really enjoy her company.' Being with her seems to fill some need that I wasn't aware I had. I told myself that we need to spend some time together without having sex. Just doing things together, talking about ourselves and our dreams, trying to see where we are in a relationship. Reluctantly, I got out of bed. I spent the next half hour showering and shaving. I turned the TV on to the morning news. I thought I'd call Holly around 7:30 and ask what time she'd meet me for breakfast. But, unexpectedly, just before 7:30, there was a knock on my door. It can't be Holly, already, I thought. I walked to the door, opened it and there she stood, wearing a white sleeveless blouse, Capri's, and sandals. A single pearl on a golden chain draped around her neck. 'Wow,' I thought to myself. With a big smile on her face, she asked, "Are you ready?" "Ready for what?" With a mischievous grin, she replied, "Breakfast and sex, or, sex and breakfast." Giggling, she continued, "I can't believe I'm saying things like that. What have you done to me? I can't get enough of you. I'm insatiable." "I'm ... I'm ... I can't get enough of your either, Holly. But it goes much deeper than desiring your delectable body." "I know, Mark, I know. Me too." I reached for her, but she put her hands on her hips and said, "So, big boy. What's it going to be, breakfast and sex, or sex and breakfast." Appearing thoughtful, I replied, "It'd better be sex first, then. I don't think I can do it on a full stomach." She brushed beside me into the room. Dropping her purse on the chair, she turned and said, "As long as I am being so forward, tell me what you want. I know I'm in the mood for something different." "OK. So I'm in charge then, right?" "Right." "You'll do anything I say, right?" "Right, I'm yours to command." Then she added, "Because I trust you, Mark." "Take off your blouse." She did "Undo your bra and throw it across the room." Dramatically, she did as I asked. "Cup your breasts. Good, now pull on your nipples until they are hard." She did. "Lick your lips and bring a nipple to your mouth. Look me in the eyes and suck on one then the other. Let me hear a pop when you pull them out of your mouth." She bent her head down and tried her best to keep eye contact while struggling to take a nipple into her mouth. I've never done anything like this before and, I must admit, it was starting to turn me on. Pulling her mouth off a nipple, she impatiently asked, "Next?" "Come to me." She walked toward me. "Take off my shirt." She did. "Cup your breasts and rub your nipples against mine." As her nipples brushed across mine, I felt a twinge in my cock. This was really, really turning me on. "Step back." She did. "Unbutton your Capri's. Wiggle your hips and slowly pull them down. Good girl. Now pull your panties down just enough for me to see your pubic hair." She did. I was feeling more than a twinge in my cock by now. "Turn around, bend over, and pull your panties down, enough so that I can see your marvelous cheeks." The sight of her there before me almost made me want to rush over and shove my cock between her cheeks and deep into her pussy. I struggled for control. "Pull your panties off and turn back around." She did. She looked gorgeous to me. I admired her body for a moment until I noticed she had raised a quizzical eyebrow. "Now, come to me. Unbuckle my belt. Unbutton the top button. Unzip my fly." She did. I took a deep breath to calm myself, then said. "Slowly pull my pants down." She did. I stepped each leg out leaving my pants on the floor. "Look me in the eyes and pull my briefs down." She did. "Slower," I said. When my hardening cock was exposed, she leaned forward to take it into her mouth. "No, not yet. Pull my briefs the rest of the way off." She did. "Now, take me into your mouth. Reach up and play with my nipples at the same time." She did. My legs began to feel weak. "Stand." As she stood, I knelt, grabbed her cheeks, pulled her pussy to my face, and began to rub my lips against her mound. She put her hands behind my head and pulled it tight against her pussy. Suddenly, I had an idea. Something different she had said. "Kneel with me." She did. I laid down on my back and said, "Crawl over me, on your elbows and knees, facing my feet." She did. With my cock inches from her lips and her pussy inches from mine, I said, "Lower your pussy. I'm going to make love to your pussy. I'm going to suck your clit until you beg me to stop. I want you to take my cock into your mouth. Take it deep down your throat; suck until my come explodes out of my cock. Suck me dry, swallow every drop." We started. Sensations overwhelmed me: the scent of her pussy, the smoothness of her pussy lips on my tongue, the stiffening of her clitoris between my lips, the taste of her juices. Other sensations: the feel of her lips moving rapidly up and down my cock, her throat squeezing tightly around my cock, her hands playing with my balls, fingers thrusting against my anus. More sensations: our sounds of moaning and groaning, needy sounds, the feel of our bodies thrashing against each other. I felt her stiffen. I sucked strongly on her clitoris, reached around a leg, and thrust two fingers deep into her pussy. Taking her mouth off my cock, she screamed with a powerful orgasm. I continued sucking her clit and driving my fingers in and out of her pussy. She took my cock back into her mouth and resumed a frenzy of sucking my cock and fingering my anus. I felt her shudder with another orgasm but she didn't stop sucking and fingering. Another shudder, another orgasm, all the while she drove me closer and closer to my own. I stiffened. Feeling me ready to come, she shook her hips. My lips lost her clit; my fingers came out of her pussy. Rising up on her knees, she took my cock to the back of her throat, squeezed tightly, and grabbed my balls. I came. Shouting her name, I came. She wouldn't stop. She sucked until I had no more come left. She swirled her tongue around the head of my cock. I could barely stand it, then I couldn't stand it any more. "Stop," I asked her. She wouldn't. I asked her again. She refused to stop, increasing her pressure, tormenting my cock. I begged her to stop. Still she wouldn't. Finally, I rolled us to our sides and tried to push her mouth away. But she fought me, grabbing my cheeks more tightly. Struggling, I finally succeeded in getting my tortured cock out of her mouth. After a few breathless moments, I heard her say, "I thought you said I was the one who was going to be begging you to stop." ----- "So, what will you be having this morning," the waitress asked. Holly looked at the menu, and then said, "I think I'll just have a large fruit cup and a blueberry muffin. Oh, and please bring me a cup of coffee." Turning to me, the waitress said, "And how about you, sir?" "I'm going to have the farm breakfast. Two eggs scrambled, ham, whole wheat toast, and an order of skillet fries on the side." I noticed Holly grinning. I continued, "I'll have orange juice and a cup of coffee too." As the waitress walked away, Holly raised her eyebrows and continued grinning. "What? It's not my fault I worked up a big appetite. I've had a very strenuous morning." Holly just shook her head and continued smiling. The waitress brought our coffee. We each took a sip. I looked at Holly and said, "We have to talk." "Uh ... oh," she responded. "No uh ... oh. Look, it's Thursday. I have to drive back to Ohio on Sunday. I've got a big problem." She smiled and asked, "And what is that?" "Holly, you've awakened feelings in me that I haven't experienced for a long time. I don't mean just the physical feelings. Don't get me wrong, our sex is great, but my feelings go a lot deeper than that. If it was just sex, I wouldn't miss being around you, hearing your voice, seeing your smile, looking forward to being with you again." "Oh, is that all," she responded. "Then I've got a big problem too." Before she could go on, the waitress brought our breakfast. As we ate, we talked about everything but our feelings. We lingered at the table with a second cup of coffee while telling stories about our adventures at work. Finally, I said, "Holly, let's go to the atrium, find a bench, and talk about our problem." "Lead the way," she responded. I paid for our meal. As we walked out of the restaurant, she took my hand. I looked at her and noticed she was smiling again. "Why are you smiling so much this morning?" "Being around you makes me smile." "Oh." We reached a bench and sat down. "Want to tell me your problem now?" Looking at me she said, "It's the same as yours, Mark. I'm feeling again. I have feelings for you. It's like I've come alive. I have emotions again. My body responds to you in ways I never thought possible. I never imagined that I'd ever be so physically satisfied, to need sex with you so much. I have a sense of humor again. I look forward to getting up in the morning knowing that I'll see you or hear from you. I'm more positive. My days seem ... I'm running out of breath." I took her in my arms and held her. I released her but kept one arm around her shoulders. She laid her head on my shoulder and we sat quietly for awhile. I asked, "Do you think we should try spending some time together without having sex?" "Why would we ever want to do that?" "Because I want you to know that sex isn't all I need from you. It's not all I want from you." "I already know that, Mark." "I'm having a difficult time expressing what I'm trying to say here, Holly." "I think you're doing really well." "Holly," I blurted, "do you think we can have a future together?" "I'm so hoping so, Mark." "We need to spend some time talking about our feelings, where we want our relationship to go, obstacles we probably need to overcome. This has all happened so fast." She smiled and said, "Then can we have sex?" "I'm serious, Holly." "So am I. I had no idea that sex could be so good, could make me feel so good. I love making you feel good too." "Let's go someplace where we can talk and not be bothered, then," I added with a smile of my own, "I'm really going to make you beg for mercy." Smiling back at me, she responded, "Promises, promises." ----- I followed her directions: Downtown Nashville. Centennial Park. That's where she took me. What an interesting place. I was stunned to see a full-size replica of the Parthenon as it must have looked like in ancient Athens, Greece. Holly told me it was built for some kind of exhibition in the 1890's. "And inside," she added, "is a statue of the Greek goddess Athena, just like in the original one. The Parthenon has an art museum inside, too." We strolled though the park, past beautiful flower gardens and a duck pond. We walked, hand in hand, long the path that goes around the park. Finding an empty bench, Holly said, "Let's sit here and have our talk." For hours we sat and talked. At one point, we walked to a nearby deli and picked up a picnic lunch. Returning to the park, we found a picnic table and continued our talking. We shared our life histories, our interests, our goals in life. We talked about what attracted us to each other. We discussed what kind of life we might have together. We talked about what difficulties we might have to overcome in order to have a relationship. We talked about where we might live, about changing jobs. We tried to cover it all. "It's just so much to think about," Holly said. "We both have a lot of thinking to do. But there's really no hurry, nothing has to be decided right now," "I'm tired of thinking," she said. With another big smile she asked, "Can we go have sex now?" ----- We returned to the hotel and hurried to my room. We slowly removed our clothing. I reached for her hand. Drawing her to me, I placed my lips on hers. With our lips still together, she pulled me toward the bed. We continued to hold one another, allowing our bodies to melt together, gently kissing, arms grasping each other tightly. Soon my cock began to harden. Reaching down, she took it and placed it between her thighs and against her pussy. We began a slow rocking motion. The feel of her body next to mine sent sensations through me that I could hardly bear. She, too, was surrendering to her emotions. As our passion built, our kisses became stronger and longer. Our bodies pressed more tightly against each other. Our hands explored every surface we could reach. We sat on the edge of the bed. Caressing each other's face, we looked intently into the other's eyes. I kissed her neck and her shoulders. I continued downward and began lick my tongue on each hardening nipple. She shuddered slightly. "Suck them," she said as she held first one, then the other for me to enjoy. She pulled my head up and began to kiss my forehead, then my cheeks. After running her tongue along my jaw line, she moved to my neck and chest. When her lips found my nipples, sensations poured through my body. I bent my knee, knelt down onto the floor, and began to lick and kiss her abdomen. I continued down her legs to her knees. I turned her slightly, kissed and licked behind her knee, then ran my tongue up her thighs. I felt her body tremble. Moving her onto her back, I began working my way up the insides of her legs, intending to bury my face and lose myself in her sweet smelling pussy. I wanted the feel of her clit between my lips. Arriving where I wanted to be, I made one lick with my tongue along her swollen lips. She groaned. I spread her outer lips and caressed their walls with my tongue. Her inner lips began to open and I probed her slit with my tongue. I pushed my tongue deep inside of her. She moaned, and, with her fingers, opened herself wide for me. I removed my tongue and sucked hard on her clit. I plunged two fingers inside of her,. Her body nearly leaped off the bed. She flinched with each suck on her clit. Her hips began to buck. Suddenly, she came with a powerful orgasm. I continued sucking her clit "Stop. I can't take anymore. Please." I didn't. "Please, Mark. Stop." I wouldn't. "Please Mark, I want you inside me," she gasped. I stood up and we locked eyes. A look of pure passion passed between us. She spread her legs for me. I moistened myself against her moist pussy, then entered her. "Oh, Mark," she cried, "You feel so good." I started out slowly, wanting these moments to last forever. After several thrusts, she began to meet me stroke for stroke. I propped on my elbows to keep my weight off of her. She wrapped her legs around my waist. I don't know how long we lost ourselves in the feel of my cock moving in and out of her pussy. We began to pant and move faster. Suddenly, she rolled me onto my back without allowing my cock to slip from her pussy's grip. She sat on me so that she could control the force, the depth, and the tempo of my hard shaft entering into and out of her. She leaned forward until my cock was almost outside, then leaned back. Over and over, thrusting me deeper and deeper, faster and faster, our bodies slapping against each other. We both felt the orgasm coming. I made one final plunge, the tip of my penis pressing against the back of back of her pussy. She fell on me, and, clutching each other tightly, we came together. She screamed my name with her orgasm. I shouted hers with mine. I felt my semen spurting into her. With the walls of her pussy gripping me tightly, her juices and my semen flowed covering my cock, my scrotum, her pussy, and our thighs. We collapsed into each other's arms, my cock deeply impaled inside of her. For what seemed an eternity, we both said nothing. Then, slowly, she began rotating her pelvis against my groin. Before long, I was hard again and thrusting rapidly in and out of her. She matched furiously my every thrust with one of her own. We both came again, even louder this time. We pulled apart, and, with her hand on my cock and my hand on her pussy, we fell onto our backs totally exhausted. After awhile I said, "You really didn't want me to stop, did you?" "No." "You weren't really begging for mercy were you?" I asked. "No," she said with a mischievous smile, "I just wanted you to think you were keeping your promise." I laughed and covered her ears, eyes, and mouth with kisses. ----- "Mark?" "Yes?" "It's been a long day. I'm physically and emotionally drained. I think I need to go home and recover." "I need some time too. Would you like to get some supper first?" "No, I'm not hungry just now." "OK. Will you call me when you get home?" "I will." We got dressed and I walked her to the door. We held each other close for a moment, then shared a kiss. As she opened the door, I said, "Holly, I've got a confession to make." "What's that?" "I'm falling in love with you." Another smile, "And I'm falling in love with you too, Mark." "Bye," she waved. "Bye." Holly and Mark Ch. 06 Holly: I waved goodbye and started down the hall. As I turned the corner to the elevators, I looked back and Mark was still standing there. I blew him a kiss as he waved one last time. I was filled with emotion as I waited for the elevator. My heart was beating rapidly with happiness and satisfaction. I could still feel the touch of his hands. I could still felt the intense sensations that surged through my body when I came. Those thoughts and feelings stayed with me as I walked to my car. Once inside, I burst into tears. My thoughts turned to despair because I remembered that Mark is leaving On Sunday. We only have two days, two full days, then he has to go back to Ohio. 'Two days, TWO DAYS!' I thought. "What am I going to do? What is Mark going to do? What are we going to do?" I spoke aloud. All during the drive home, I played different scenarios through my mind. Mark could quit his job, move to Nashville, and find a new job here. I could quit my job, move to Columbus, and find a new job there. We could try to survive a long-distance relationship. Could we never see each other again? No solution could rid me of the misery I was feeling. Arriving home, I walked into the kitchen and had a glass of water. 'A warm bath," I thought. 'That always helps.' I went to the bedroom, undressed, and walked into the bathroom. Turning the water to lukewarm, I added some bubble bath. While waiting for the bathtub to fill, I looked at my self in the mirror. "Holly, you have a problem," I told my reflection. Tears welled up in my eyes again. I wiped them, turned to the bathtub, and climbed in. ----- Mark: I watched her walk down the hall. As she turned the corner, she blew me a kiss. I quickly waved back and she was gone. I went back inside my room, leaned against the door, and smiled. Suddenly, I had a sick feeling in my stomach. Pain in my chest felt like I had been hit with a sledge hammer. My knees gave way and I sat on the edge of the bed. 'What is going to happen?' I asked myself. 'I have to go back to Ohio on Sunday.' Lying back, I put my arm over my face. My eyes began to hurt and a tear trickled down the side of my face. "Can I live without that woman?" I asked myself. "What can I do?" I lay there trying to push all thoughts out of my mind. But I just couldn't stop thinking about Holly. Finally, I said to myself, "OK, Mark, let's be rational. What are the options?" In my mind, I began going through all possibilities. One, I could go home, quit my job, move to Nashville, and find a new one. Two, she, could quit her job, move to Columbus, and find a new one. Three, we could keep a relationship going and get together whenever we could. Maybe that would be enough, being together whenever the opportunity arose. No, that wouldn't be fair to her. It would be selfish of me. I have to think what's best for Holly. I think too much of her to make her a woman that I get together with just to have sex. Four, I don't want to think about. Four, I don't want a four. But four is the most reasonable. Four is the easiest. And four would be the most painful. Four. We could go on with our lives just as they were before we met and never see each other again. No, I know we would run into each other at conferences. And she might be making sales presentations at my tech center and others close by. We could make an effort not to be at the same place at the same time. Tired of thinking, I turned off the lights and tried going to sleep. ----- Holly: I awoke to daylight. Somehow, I had dragged myself out of the bathtub and into bed last night. I immediately thought of Mark, thought of calling him. But that thought shot a stab of pain though me. I got out of bed and walked to the kitchen. With the feelings I was having in my stomach, I wasn't really hungry. But I knew I had to eat something. I fixed myself a bagel with cheese spread, grape juice, and started the coffeemaker. I didn't know what to do, so I just sat, and softly sobbed. 'I have to make a decision,' I thought, 'Mark has to make a decision, we both have a decision to make.' I thought of moving to Columbus. I thought of Mark moving to Nashville. It just seemed so hard to do either one. I thought about seeing Mark whenever we could. But that wouldn't be fair to him. 'Or to me,' I thought. I asked myself, 'What would be best for Mark? Maybe we should just not see each other again.' But that thought made me afraid. ----- Mark: I awoke as usual at 6:30. For awhile, I just lay there. The sickness in my stomach and pain in my chest was no better. I thought of calling Holly, but told myself she probably wasn't awake yet. 'I wonder what she's been feeling,' I asked myself. I took a quick shower and, not feeling like going down to the restaurant, I ordered room service. Neither the shower nor breakfast made me feel any better. I asked myself, 'What would be best for Holly? It's asking a lot for her to move to Columbus. I don't know if I can make a move to Nashville. And I sure don't want to insult her by meeting only for sex.' 'Maybe,' I thought, 'it would be best for her if we just would not see each other again.' But that thought made me sick. ----- She answered on the first ring. "Hello?" "Hi, it's me." "Hi." "Did you sleep OK?" "No, I had a miserable night's sleep." "Me too." Silence "I guess we need to talk," she said. "Yes, I think we do." "Do you want to come here?" "Either that or you could come here. Bring your swimming suit and we could spend some time at the pool." "That sounds OK." 'Have you eaten yet?" "Not much." "Want to meet me at the restaurant around noon?" "OK." "I'll see you then." "OK." "Bye." "Bye." ----- I was so anxious that I arrived at the restaurant at 11:45. She was already there. When I saw her, my chest began to hurt and my throat felt like I couldn't swallow. She walked over to me and we shared a hug and a short kiss. She shivered and I felt a sob escape her mouth. "This is so hard," I said. She didn't respond. Taking her hand, I said, "Let's go eat and then we can talk." "OK." Neither one of us had much to say over lunch. We just picked at our food. "Would you like to go for a walk in the atrium?" I asked when we were finished. "No, I want to go to your room first." We walked hand in hand to the elevator and I pushed the button for my floor. ----- I closed the door to my room and looked at Holly. She stood a few feet away from me. I stepped toward her. She rushed to me, threw her hands around my neck, and held me tightly. I felt her trembling, I moved my head back and looked at her. Taking her face with my hands, I tilted it up. I stroked her cheeks and kissed her on her lips. "Oh, Mark," she cried, "I need you. I need you to make love to me." Without a word, I kissed her again. I pushed my tongue into her mouth and caressed its inside. Moving my tongue through her teeth, I slid it across and around her tongue. She surrounded my tongue with her lips and sucked strongly. She tightened her lips around my tongue and I began thrusting it in and out of her mouth. "Let me have your tongue," I said. She pushed her tongue into my mouth. I ran my tongue around it and sucked it as though it were her nipple. I took it between my teeth and gently drew her tongue through them as I sucked. I could feel my cock hardening. Becoming aware of my growing erection, Holly pressed her pussy against it. She rotated her hips, and pushed them up and down against my cock. I broke the kiss and drew her close until I could feel her breasts against my chest. I held her tighter so that her movements not only stimulated my cock, her nipples brushed against mine. She gasped and said, "I love the feel of you next to me. "You make me tingle all over." "Oh Holly, I love the feel of your body against mine. You arouse me more than I ever thought possible. You're making me so hard." I couldn't take any more, so I picked her up, carried her to the bed, and laid her down. I quickly removed my shirt, pants, and underwear. I raised her top over her head and pulled off her shorts, then her panties. Pushing her back on the bed, I took her legs and put them over my shoulders. I reveled in the sight of her already moist and swollen outer lips. Bending over, I breathed in the aroma of her pussy. Then I buried my face between her legs. I licked at the wetness that flowed out of her pussy. The scent and taste of her sent waves of sensations throughout my body. She grasped my head and pulled me tight. I parted her inner lips with my tongue and, holding them open with my fingers, stroked their entire length of her opening. "Oh ... yes ... lick me, lick me hard." She grabbed my head and raised her hips forcing my tongue into her pussy. I drove my tongue in as deeply as I could and pulled it out. As my tongue moved in and out of her pussy, she raised her hips to meet each thrust. She groaned when I pulled my tongue out. "No ... don't stop ... please don't stop." I could feel her pussy quivering against my mouth. I heard her catch her breath and gasp as I pushed two fingers inside her opening. "Oh yes ... more ... harder ...do it harder ... push as deep as you can." While driving my fingers in and out, I moved my lips to her clit. I licked around it, I sucked it with my lips, I nipped it with my teeth. She thrust her hips more rapidly. I could hear a moan, then a groan. I moved my hand palm up and began drawing my fingers across her G Spot. I increased the pressure on her clit. Her body began to quiver. Her groans became louder. I put my hand on her abdomen just above her pubic bone and pressed down, putting added pressure on her G Spot. Her groans became squeals of passion. Her body began to writhe. She pushed my face harder against her enlarged clit. I pressed my tongue against it. "I'm gonna come," she screamed. Pushing harder on her G Spot, I shouted, "Come for me Holly." "Oh ... oh ... my body's on fire. Push ... push ... suck me ... suck me harder." I sucked her clit between my lips. Her body arched, shuddered, and she came with a scream, covering my face with her juices. She continued thrashing. I continued sucking her clit and stroking her G Spot. "Inside," she yelled. "Inside before I stop." I spread her legs, positioned myself between them, and drove my cock deep inside her pussy. She wrapped her legs around my hips. We lost all sense of anything but me battering my cock into her pussy and she raising her hips to meet my cock. I could feel the walls of her pussy squeezing my cock. Semen burst out of my cock against the back of her pussy. I looked her in the eyes and shouted, "I love you, Holly." She came again at the same time. Our sensations would not stop. I continued plunging my cock in and out. She came again and again. Finally, I collapsed on the bed beside her, my cock still tightly gripped by her pussy. We turned and wrapped our arms around each other. Neither one of us spoke for a long time. ----- After my cock slipped out of her pussy, I turned onto my back. Still wanting to enjoy the touch of her pussy, I turned around so that my head was beside her feet. I took her left leg and laid it across my thighs. With my hand, I reached between her open legs and began to caress her still moist pussy. I ran my fingers up and down her slick lips. "Ah ... nice," she said. "Now, put your leg across mine." I put my left leg under her's and over her thigh, creating an "X" position. She reached between my legs and began fondling my balls and stroking my cock. "I love the feel of you," I said. "You're so smooth, so wet." "And I love the feel of your penis. I like it when I can make you hard." We lay quietly, lost in the sensations of each other's bodies. "Holly," I reluctantly said, "we should find time to talk." "I don't want to talk. I want to make love again." Rolling on top of me, she propped herself up on her hands and knees. I pulled her hips downward and slid my tongue the length of her opening. I licked then pressed my tongue against her anus. She moaned, put her elbows of the bed, and took my cock into her mouth. I found her clitoris and flicked it with my tongue. Her body twitched and she gripped my cock more tightly with her lips. I returned to her anus, then I took her clit between my teeth, sucked in with my lips, and began flicking my tongue over and around it. I went back and forth between her anus and clit. When I sucked extra hard on her clit, her body shook. She started bobbing her head, sucking my cock deep into her throat, then drawing it upward between her lips. Juices began to flow from her pussy. I could feel an orgasm building in my balls. She popped her mouth off my cock and cried, "Take me from behind, Mark, take me from behind." "I'm going to come inside you, Holly. I'm going to pound myself in and out of you and I'm not going to stop until we come." She raised up on her knees and spread her legs. I quickly moved behind her, positioned myself between her legs, grabbed her hips, and drove my cock into her waiting pussy. I pulled back, then thrust deeply. I thrust in and out, in and out, in and out. I lost all sense except the feel of my cock sliding in and out of her pussy. She pushed back, meeting my every thrust with a back push. She moved her pussy so that my cock was riding across her clitoris. "Harder ... harder ... pound me harder," she yelled. "I'm going to make you squeal. I'm gonna make you screech. I'm gonna make you shriek. I'm gonna make you scream," I shouted. Soon, her hips were wiggling, her body was writhing, her head was tossing back and forth. She was nearing orgasm. Her pussy walls pulsed against my cock. I couldn't hold my self any longer. My come shot into her pussy at the same moment she screamed her own orgasm. I continued thrusting. She continued pushing backward. Finally, she collapsed on her stomach and I fell beside her. Our breathless panting and occasional moans of satisfaction and fulfillment were the only sounds in the room. ----- She sighed and spoke first. "Are you hungry?" "Starved." "Let's go get a snack, then, and go for a swim afterward." "Sounds like a plan to me." We silently dressed and gathered our swimming suits and towels. I took her arm and walked to the door. Without a word, she turned and kissed me. "Holly ...," I started. "Not yet," she interrupted. We went down to the pool. At the pool-side snack bar I ordered a soft drink and hot pretzel. She ordered iced tea and nachos with cheese. We choose a table and sat down. Neither one of us seemed interested in saying anything so we ate in silence. "Are you ready to go swimming? I asked when we finished. "Yes," she answered. "Let's go change and meet back here." "OK, I'll see you soon." We walked toward the changing room. As I watched her go inside, I thought how fortunate I was to meet a woman like her. She's intelligent, she's enthusiastic. She's pleasant to be around, she's interesting. She's fun, she can be ornery. I like the way she makes me feel about myself. I like the way I feel when I'm around her. She makes me happy. She fulfills me. I shook my head and went in to change. I came out first so I put my towel and clothes on our table and waited for her. When she came out of the changing room, I shook my head again. Though I had become intimate with every part of her body over the past week, seeing her walking toward me in her bikini aroused me. It was a bright orange, cut high on the hips, and a top that left only the size of her nipples in question. She smiled when she saw the look on my face. "Better get yourself under control or you'll have an embarrassing bulge in your swimsuit." "You'd better watch out or I'll drag you into the pool and have my way with you, I replied. "Come on then," she said as she turned and jumped into the pool. I walked to the small diving board and dove in. Coming up from behind her, I wrapped my arms around her waist and drew her close. "Hi," she said. "Hi, yourself." I kissed her on the shoulder and swam away. For the rest of the afternoon we swam, we splashed, we dunked, we jumped, and we dove off the board. Finally, we dragged ourselves out of the pool, dried ourselves off, and sat down. She looked at me and said, "Do you want to talk here? I'm afraid that if we go to your room we won't get much talking done." "Let's change and drop our things off in my room. You can dry your hair. I promise, though it kills me, to behave myself. "I'm more worried about me," she said. "We could go up one at a time," I offered. "Oh, don't be silly. We're both adults, we can surely be in the same room at the same time. Anyway, I promise not to do anything provocative." "Just you being you is provocative enough to me She smiled, picked up her bag, and walked to the changing room. On the way to my room I suggested that we could go sit in the atrium and talk or we could eat supper first then go to the atrium. ----- After a light supper, we walked hand-in-hand to the atrium. "It seems like so long ago that we first walked these paths," she said. "And I had no idea this would happen between us." "I had no idea either, Holly." Choosing a secluded bench, I said, "Let's sit here." "Let me go first," she said. "I want you to know that the last week has been the happiest of my life. In all the talks we've had, I've never known anyone who seems to understand me like you do. No one has affected me like you have. You are so fun to be around. You are kind and gentle and patient. You are everything I've ever thought I wanted in a man." "My turn," I interjected. "And there are things about you, Holly, that I never even knew I needed or wanted before. You've brought me a joy that I've never had before. You make me feel so at peace when I'm around you, like I'm complete. "And," I added with a smile, "you're great in bed." Trying to sound stern, she said, "It's so like a man to say that." "I can't help myself, Holly. I've never experienced sex the way I have with you." Now she smiled and said, "And I can't get enough of how you make love to me. Just thinking about you arouses me. But ..." "But?" "But it's not just about having sex with you. I genuinely care for you. I love you, Mark." I held her close and softly whispered, "And I love you," into her ear. Then I continued, "I know what you mean. The sex with you is ... is ... wonderful." "Just wonderful?" "You drive me out of my mind." "Do you know what I love most about sex with you, Mark?" "Tell me..." "You make love to my mind first. That's what makes everything that follows so passionate. Mark, I want to spend the rest of my life with you. But, as much as it hurts me to say this, I can't ask you to give up your job and move to Nashville." "And I can't ask you to quit your job and move to Columbus." "So what do we do?" "I've thought a lot about this Holly, just like I'm sure you have. I don't think I can stand a long distance relationship. Every time we got together, I would have missed you so much that I would want to spend all my time making love with you. I know that sounds selfish, but you deserve more than just getting together and having sex every few weeks or months." "Then, I'm selfish too. I've thought the same thing. I'd probably want to ravage your body every time we saw each other. I respect you too much to have just a sexual relationship." "Well, then, there's really only one other option," I said. "I know. Never see each other again. Live as though this week never happened." Holly and Mark Ch. 07 Dear Readers, Thank you for following Holly and Mark's story. I enjoyed creating these two characters. I also want thank those of you who offered positive and negative input, encouragement, and suggestions, especially on how to end their story. And I offer a special thanks to one who helped me along the way. You know who you are. I hope you find the ending satisfactory. Leto423 ----- I looked into the mirror. 'Holly's never seen me in a suit before,' I thought. My suit was a color somewhere between navy and dark smoke. It was accented by a barely discernible light gray pinstripe. Contrasted against my white oxford cloth shirt was a tie. It had a black background with randomly scattered gray and blue rectangles of various shapes. It was enhanced by diagonal, very narrow, faint white stripes. Black wingtip shoes completed my look. Standing back, satisfied, I patted my suit jacket. "Still there," I spoke aloud. I looked at my watch. 6:00 PM. "OK, Mark, it's time, time to see if Holly's there." I anxiously walked out of my room and turned toward the elevator. ----- She was sitting on our bench, waiting. A dark coat was draped across its back. When she saw me, she stood. I stopped and looked at her. She wore a midnight blue dress, high-collared and long-sleeved, ending just above her knees. It clung invitingly to her form, sculpting every curve of her body. She was wearing stockings and low-heeled shoes to match. A string of pearls glowed softly around her neck. The hair on one side of her face was drawn back, held in place by a hairpin shaped like a tiny crimson-colored butterfly. "Hi," I said across the space between us. "Hi, Mark," her words floated back to me. I stepped to her, took both of her hands in mine. "You don't know how relieved I am that you're here," I said. "I'm relieved too." We stood in awkward silence. "You looked positively gorgeous, Holly. I love the dress. I love the hairpin." "And you are pretty handsome yourself. Nice tie. I've never seen you in a suit before. You dress up nice." "Have you eaten? I do have reservations for dinner," I said. "No, actually I'm starving. I've been too nervous to eat." "Me too. Grab your coat and let's enjoy dinner together." She picked up her coat and we walked toward the entrance. She stopped at the door and waited for me to help put on her coat. We stepped outside and she asked, "Where are you parked?" I pointed. "A limousine?" she exclaimed. "Just for tonight," I said with a smile. "I didn't want to be distracted while I was driving." "So, I still can distract you," she responded. "And you always will," I said. Taking my arm, we walked to the limo. Once we were settled inside, the driver started us toward our destination. ----- When we arrived, she said, "I've heard of this place." "I found this restaurant on the Internet and thought it would be a nice, romantic place to be together after so long." "Romantic," she said. "That's a good sign." Upon entering the restaurant, we were greeted by a painting that covered an entire wall in the main dining room. An adjoining room was decorated like a North African tent. Drapes hung from the ceiling. The table settings were charming and intimate. I gave the maitre de my name and he escorted us toward the tent room. I stepped behind Holly as we crossed the main dining area. A hush fell over the room. It seemed as though every eye was watching Holly. After we were seated under the tent, a waiter approached with goblets of water and a wine list. We studied the wine list and I offered to have Holly pick out the wine. I ordered an appetizer of fried Casseri Cheese Starter. She ordered a Pecan Fried Beet Salad. We asked that our appetizers and wine be brought before we chose our dinner. The appetizers were served with a full basket of warm bread. There were two kinds and both were tasty, warm, and full of flavor. Spiced butter patties lined the basket. The waiter took our orders for the evening meal. Holly chose the Paella and I chose the tuna special. The waiter cleared our appetizer dishes. We asked for more bread which he brought with our salads of greens, apples, fresh fennel, and blue cheese. "I could get used to this," Holly said between bites of her salad. Our entrees arrived. We spent our time eating and sharing what we had been doing for the last four months. We both deliberately avoided bringing up anything sensitive. When our dishes were being removed, I asked Holly if she would like coffee and a desert. She requested a desert menu. She ordered coffee and a chocolate desert, served with Jack Daniels chocolate ice cream, for us to share. Over a last cup of coffee Holly said, "Let me leave the tip." We asked for the bill, paid the waiter, and left the restaurant. The limousine was waiting. "Please take us back to the hotel," I instructed the driver Holly and I made more small talk on the ride back to the hotel, still avoiding any topics that might cause an emotional reaction. ----- We walked into the atrium and found our bench. I drew her into my arms, held her lightly, and kissed her hair, cheek, and finally, her lips. "Let's sit," I said. After sitting she turned to me and said, "I guess we can't put it off any longer, Mark. We have a lot to talk about." "Do you want to go first, or would you like me to go first?" I asked. "I need you to talk first." I took a deep breath, and started. "Holly, these last four months have not been easy. The first thing I had to do was find out if my feelings for you were because you are such a sexy woman who is great at making love, or if I was feeling something much deeper than lust." Looking at her I went on, "You have no idea how lonely I felt." There was something missing in my life. It was like there was this big gaping hole in my heart. There were times I wanted to call just to hear your voice or even come to Nashville just to get a glimpse of you." I sighed, then continued, "But I knew that you were dealing with your feelings too and I didn't want to complicate things for you, make it any harder." "I've dealt with the same emotions," she said. "You don't know how many times I wanted to call you or go to Columbus. But I knew you were right. We had to put the distance between us so we could sort out what was real and what wasn't" "I wanted so badly for our feelings to be real," I said. "We were considering a life-time commitment that couldn't be taken lightly. And I worried so much about how you were feeling." "So what have you decided, Mark?" Taking another deep breath, I stood up, took the small box from my pocket, and bent down on my right knee in front of her. Her eyes grew big, then she closed them. I heard her catch her breath before opening them again. When she did, tears trickled down her cheeks." Looking into her eyes I said, "Holly, I love you more than I ever thought I could love anyone or anything. I can't imagine living the rest of my life without you." I paused. "Holly, will you marry me?" She leaned forward, took my hands, and we stood together. Looking intently at me, she said, "Yes. Yes, Mark. I know I love you from the depths of my heart. I want to spend the rest of my life with you." I slipped the ring onto her finger, looked at her beaming face, then drew her into my arms. "I'll do anything I can to make you happy, Holly," I whispered into her ear. "I can't be any happier than I am right now." "Watch me," I smiled. We sat again, simply holding each other. "We have another decision to make," she said. "I know, Holly. I have some news for you that will make it a lot easier. Last month and early this month, I did come to Nashville. I interviewed with two tech schools and some companies in the private sector. I have been offered a job at one of the tech schools in Nashville. But that won't start until next spring." I noticed her smiling. "I've also been offered a job with a firm here in town that I can start after the first of the year." Her smile grew larger. "What ...?" She burst out laughing. I gave her a puzzled look. That caused her to laugh even harder. When she finally composed herself, she said, "Oh, Mark, I applied for a job opening at our office in Columbus. It starts after the holidays. I have it if I want it." Now it was my turn to laugh. "Sounds like we both were pretty sure what would happen tonight, weren't we." "Well, not a hundred percent sure, but it's always good to plan ahead." "That's a decision we don't have to make tonight," I said. "Can we go to your room now?" ----- Holly: When we walked through the door, I told Mark I wanted to take a quick shower. He looked momentarily puzzled when I took my purse with me. While showering, I thought how fortunate I was. 'A wonderful man has asked me to marry him. He makes me feel so desired and beautiful. And I love the warm feel of his skin next to mine.' I stepped out of the shower and dried my self off. I smiled at the thought that it would be Mark and not a towel that would soon be caressing my body. I coulsn't wait to see the look on his face when I put on my special surprise. I opened my purse and took out my new teddy. It was red with black spaghetti straps and lined with black lace trim. The panties were black with red ties at each side. After putting it on, I looked at myself in the mirror. "This silk material feels so good against my skin." I said to myself. "Too bad I won't have it on long." Satisfied, I started toward the door. I hesitated, "Is that music I hear?" ----- Mark: While Holly was in the shower, I lit several small fragrant candles and placed them on the dresser, the table, and the desk. I put a soft, romantic Kenny G CD in the stereo I brought with me, and turned in on. Lastly, I took off my clothes and put on a pair of new pajamas. As she walked through the door, my eyes went wide when I saw her teddy. "You really do plan ahead, don't you," I said. Surveying the room, she said with a smile, "It looks like you did too." She came to me and pulled me into a gentle kiss. As our lips met I whispered, "I love you Holly." "I love you, Mark," she whispered back. ----- Holly: I felt like I was on fire. I pressed my body close to Mark and tangled my fingers in his hair. He moaned softly, and placed a passionate kiss on my lips. He reached to pull down my teddy straps. "No," I said, "let me." ----- Mark: I watched as she slowly removed her teddy from her body. She revealed first one breast, then the other, then pulled the top over her head. "Untie my panties with your teeth," she ordered. I bent to my knees and did as she asked. I stood while the panties dropped to the floor. She stood before me naked. Holly stepped to me and pulled at my pajama top causing the buttons to pop off. She quickly undressed me. My heart was beating rapidly, my cock was straining. "Oh Mark," she panted, "I love you so much. Now I need you so much. I need you inside me." I guided Holly gently to the bed. She held her arms toward me and spread her legs wide. We made love until we fell asleep, exhausted. ----- 6:30 AM. I came awake. I looked at Holly. She was looking at me. "Merry, Christmas Holly," I said. She smiled and said, "Merry Christmas to you, Mark." "I love you." "I love you too." We kissed. "Mark?" "Yes. Holly." "We've got to do something about this 6:30 AM habit of yours."