0 comments/ 25039 views/ 1 favorites Ready to Take This Chance By: OldnotDead He woke up early, like he always did. But that was probably the only thing that made this day the same as any other. It wasn't just the warm . . . no make that, the hot body next to him. Oh, that was really different. But what had really changed was his whole attitude. He had come to New York to escape. For a change of scene. All the cliches for a man with an emptiness in his life. But the last thing he had expected was to find someone new. A place to go to, rather than something to forget. Hadn't he just told his friends that he was not ready to take any chances? Well, if they could only see him now. And he smiled as he thought about it. And he almost laughed out loud when he looked down and saw the curve of her hip. Thinking that it was probably just that curve that had bumped his glasses right off his face. And one more time he replayed in his head their first evening together . . . "Oh! I'm sorry, did I do that? Here let me get them for you! Damn, sorry again. You get your glasses . I'll keep apologizing. I'm so embarrassed. I was talking to my friend and backing into our seats and I know you were already here, but I didn't realize how far we had moved down the aisle and is there anything else I can say so that you won't be mad at me?" "No. I'm fine. Please, sit down" Boy wasn't he the charmer. First good looking woman that said more than two words to him since he got here and he brushes her off like he doesn't care. ASS hole! And speaking of asses, it wasn't such a bad one that knocked off the glasses. Maybe he should be a little nicer. But then what would she care? "Look, I'm really sorry. They didn't get scratched did they? I know how annoying scratches can be. If they're scratched, please, let me pay for a new pair." Pay for a new pair. No, they weren't scratched. Too bad. She had a nice voice, he'd probably have to talk to her some more if they were scratched . . . "I don't think so. " I hope she doesn't think I'm making too big a show of looking for scratches. "Here, let me see. I wear contacts most of the time, but when I wear glasses, I can't stand scratches. If you have any, I can tell." And with that she took his glasses. Looked through them, at them. Hell! Thought he was making a show of it. You'd think she was some damn optometrist. "No, I really don't see any" and then he got zapped and the world changed. Those eyes. Those incredible eyes! Looking right at him through his own glasses and he thought he saw his soul. Everything about her was bubbly and happy and when he saw her eyes he saw pain so deep it was like looking in a mirror. And then she looked away. Took off his glasses and shyly handed them back. Boy he must have scared the hell out of her. "I'm sorry I stared. Your eyes in my glasses, just took me aback." Sheesh, 'took me aback' He had never said 'aback' in his life. "Oh, that's OK. I thought I was staring too. I'm Sue." "I'm Jerry. You said you were here with a friend?" "Friends, really. We're all from Chicago on a Broadway weekend with a group. You're alone?" "Yes, decided to see the show hoping there might be a single. Sometimes you can get into 'soldouts' if you are alone. And I got lucky." "OH! You must have John's seat. There was a last minute cancellation. It's a singles group, I'm afraid to admit, and he's no longer 'single'," she added with a wink. "Lucky me." "Hopefully . . . Lucky John or he's going to be pissed." Well, he knew it wasn't going to be Lucky Jerry. She wasn't exactly trying to turn away and chat with the girl next to her. That was nice. It was never a good sign when women wanted to talk to their girlfriends more than you. But Sue didn't seem to ready to turn away. "Are you from New York?" What? . . . "No, Baltimore. Have business here on Tuesday and am owed some time off, so I came up early and will probably stay until next weekend. Hoping to get out to the beach before they close up for winter." He better start paying attention and not let his mind go into it's now normal funk. "I would just LOVE it if we had time for the beach. But we head back on Monday. What are your other plans?" "Nothing definite. Just this show, Probably the new planetarium. Hopefully some good food. Probably some sightseeing. I'm usually going through New York on my way somewhere else, so not having to go anywhere is a nice change." "That's interesting. The only times I've been here is to change planes so when the chance arose, I jumped at it." "So what are your plans?" Gosh, those eyes. He just couldn't stop looking at them. What a terrible time for [EU8]the lights to start coming down. "Not too much different from yours. I'll tell you about it at intermission." And with that it was over. She was good for an out-of-towner. Sat still. Clapped at all the right places and didn't rustle the program when the action got a little slow. Although that wasn't often with this show. This show! That's right. Jerk better pay attention to the show and stop thinking about Sue. If he wanted to talk with her again and he knew he did, he better damn well pay attention. But what he really wanted was to watch those eyes as they watched the show. Was it his imagination or did she look over at him a few times to see what he was doing. God, he felt like a school kid again. Maybe he could pass a note to her friend and ask her if Sue liked him. Hey, that's not a bad line. Might just use it at intermission. BOY would it sound like a line or what? Well. Now or never. Curtain down. "Wow! Makes you want to jump up and dance. Yes?" "Sure does. Didn't seem like half a show. Went so fast!" Went so fast because he was trying to think of something clever to say and now he hasn't and if it takes a whole 'nother half of the show, she's going to be gone. "Can I get you something during intermission?" "Sure" she acquiesced and followed him out. As they chatted about the show, he couldn't take his eyes off her eyes. It was easy to agree with all her comments, she had paid attention to the show, probably more than he had. But he still needed to figure out how to ask to see her again. Well, it was now or never . . . "Did you have dinner before the show?" "No, it's part of the 'package'. We're all going somewhere after." "Oh, okay." He could not hide his disappointment. Now what to do. "Uh, the extra ticket you got also means there's an extra seat at the dinner we're going to. If you would you like to join us I could talk to the organizer and I think you might even be helping John." "Would I get to sit with you?" He thought she beamed, "YES! I'll be right back." He was right it was a nice ass, no, it was a GREAT ass. But it was the eyes that had his attention and the way they changed when he said he wanted to sit with her. Nice. Not nice. Excellent. He beamed. Dinner was OK, actually a little better than OK. Not one of the restaurants on his list and not one of the 'name' destinations, but good service, good food and someone knew how to pick wines and Sue knew how to appreciate them. He really liked the fact that she had champagne instead of a cocktail. He could drink champagne all night, but decided to follow her lead through a snappy, ice cold Pinot Grigio and right into a hearty St. Emillion. He had been staying away from the big reds for too long, drinking light, but it was just the right touch with the Chateubriand they decided to share. He had been staying away from hearty meats too, for that matter, but they both seemed to have a big appetite and they laughed when they both reached for the extra piece that the waiter so carefully sliced off as the man's extra portion. "You think you're getting the extra 'cuz you're a man? You'll have to wrestle me for it." "Don't make challenges you don't want accepted!" Now THAT was clever, but that wasn't the point. He had said what he felt and that was something new, too. "Well, since the Maitre 'd would probably throw us both out and neither would get the steak, how about we share the food and have the wrestle later?" That WAS her foot on his leg and it was a wink. And the eyes said it all. He couldn't remember what they talked about in the cab on the way. He remembered something about ordering the food and he knows she didn't do all the talking, although he would have let her. He just wanted to keep looking in her eyes. "Do we have to stay here for dessert? Or can I take you to another restaurant I know that has fabulous after dinner concoctions until late at night" "No we don't have to stay. And I would love to go anywhere you recommend." They were north in the Theatre district and he had no idea where they served late night desert. He just wanted her outside, on the sidewalk so he could really find out if he was out of his mind. As they turned to head for Broadway and cabs, he put his arm out to guide her and she locked hers behind his and firmly seated her hip against his, walking to his lead. "If we were in Baltimore, I would show you the Inner Harbour and we could walk like this all night." He could not walk in a straight line, but it wasn't her weight that was staggering him. "Well, you can just show me what you know of New York. Like that place for dessert" "Sue, I don't really know anyplace that is particularly special for desserts. I know one place up near Lincoln Center that is famous for the their cheese cellar and they are supposed to have great wines, desserts and a cheese cart. But the truth is . . ." and he never got to finish. She had turned to him, looked at him and once again the eyes not only took his breath away, but any thoughts, any words. He wanted to know if she could kiss with her lips the way she could melt him with her eyes. And he started to think about kissing her . . . and before he had finished thinking about, wondering if he should . . . they were! And she could! Sue sucked the breath out of him with her kiss with a hunger that matched his. Hadn't he worried about rushing things? His head was swimming now and rushing was what he now wanted most. And when they stopped, she was the first to speak. "I don't care about cheese or dessert or wine. My room came with a roommate. I trust yours doesn't?" He wanted to be kissing her, feeling her, finding out all he could about her and every two minutes the cabbie was saying "I go this way?" They had the elevator to themselves and she turned to him (Had she unbuttoned her coat, or was it his imagination? Who cared) He slipped his arms around her dress and for the first time felt both the warmth and firmness of her shape. Why hadn't he noticed that figure hugging silk dress that showed her off so well? Because he was looking at her eyes. But now he could feel her and slide his hand across her butt and feel her curve into him pressing herself into him as an offering of things to come. The elevator stopped and not a floor too soon. He led her down the hall kissing every two steps. Slipped the key card out of his pocket and had them into the room as fast as his shaking hands could accomplish. Yes, it would have been faster if he had looked and not put it in upside down. But she was distracting him . . . a lot!!!! He could not wait to see her naked and find out everything about her. He had no doubts she felt the same way. The draperies were back for the view and when they entered, he started to close them. "No. No one can see in and if they could, so what." She turned her back to him and added, "please". And with that he had her unzipped and then tossed his coat and tie on the nearest chair. She turned to him, letting her dress fall to the floor and if the dress made her look good, What was under it made her look hot. Not the hot of Fredericks of Hollywood, but this was the look that all those sexy lingerie adds were selling. Lace all over showing off her flushed skin and he couldn't wait to feel it touching his. Kicking off his shoes while kissing her, he pulled her closer and she reached down to undo his pants. That pleased him because it left his hands free to roam and explore, and they were working over time. One hand was reaching under her panties, he couldn't wait to feel her soft mound and slide a finger in the folds of her pussy. She caught her breath and fell against him and he knew she was as hungry for the touch as was he. With the other he caressed a half exposed breast, lightly slipping his curled fingers over the rim of the lace and sliding his finger nails across the nipple. She had his pants down, her hand inside his shorts and was pulling at his cock like it was the favorite play toy she wanted for Christmas. "If you keep doing that for even two more seconds, I will mess what clothes you have left on. Let me get out of the rest of these before we both fall over." And with that he stepped out of the pants and unbuttoned the shirt just as fast as he knew how. She started to undo her bra, but he shook his head 'no' and she seemed to understand. She knew she looked good and he thought she was enjoying the admiration. He finished pulling the sheets back of the partially turned down bed and she artfully lay herself on it, as he finished removing his shorts. If she had any doubts about her effect on him, they were pointedly eliminated and he moved to get on the bed with her. He didn't know what he wanted to do first. She was so wet, he could just slide his dick in there and arrive at heaven in about four quick strokes but this felt too good. Her kisses were out of this world and he couldn't resist a couple more of those, but there were other things to kiss as well and so he reached for her hips. Kneeling near her knees, he gently lifted them and bent down to lick her navel. She arched up to meet his lips and let him kiss and lick grinding her hips in the air all the while making little noises. Not a 'moaner' at all, but someone that was not afraid to make some noises when something felt good. And feel good she did. His left hand was exploring her thigh and sliding under the lace to feel more of the soft, wet folds as the hips gyrated to find pleasure. His right hand moved to her breasts and slid under the lace finding thick, erect nipples. She reached for his cock and fondled the balls, sliding her hand around the shaft, learning its shape and giving him the rhythm that she wanted on her own parts. Following her pace, he moved back away from her stomach and slid his head under the now raised left knee, licking her thigh and then pulling the panty to one side to lick her now sopping pussy. When his tongue touched her clit, she slammed herself into him, grabbing his head and crying out in little moans. Apparently she, too, had been close to the edge and could not wait for the waves of pleasure to roll down her body. He licked deeply shoving his tongue as far in as he could, the sliding his whole face up toward her waist, hitting her clit, first with his nose and then with his tongue. She squeezed his head with her thighs rocking to one side and reaching down first to hold herself and then his head and then, reaching up, grabbed her own breasts as an orgasm ripped through her insides. He felt her cum again and again. "Now! Fuck me NOW!" She didn't have to ask or tell twice. He or she, it was hard to tell which got those panties off and moved to kiss her with all the moistness of her own sex on his lips. Eagerly she tasted herself and pulled him into her. She felt sooo good. Sliding deep inside, she lifted her legs high off the bed allowing him to slide to the very back of her pussy, pushing his own balls tight against her ass. She rocked her hips up and down bending his shaft first against her clit and then against her crack. What a sensation! He wished it could last all night, but his body begged for the feel of her pussy sliding on his dick and he pulled out and pushed in, trying to do it slowly against all his instincts to just slam away. She coaxed him with little sighs, and continued to rock her hips and just when he thought he might be regaining control, she said, "I'm going to cum again." And did she ever. He felt it start around his shaft pulling him into her like a physical force holding him there until she rocked one last time and he could control himself no more. Plunging as hard as he could, he held onto her and exploded, emptying himself into her and feeling his cock actually get harder as he came more than he could remember. They held each other tight and as their bodies shook together. Wave after wave of thrust and contraction as they spent themselves. First in pleasure and then in exhaustion. He knew if he stayed on top too long he would collapse onto her and probably pass out. He was so light headed that he could not remember these sensations. But not wanting to leave her, he held onto her tight and rolled to one side, keeping his still hard dick right where it felt so good. He looked into her eyes and thought he saw a little less pain. The smile on her lips was certainly genuine. If he could just put the smile in the eyes that he knew should be there. He kissed her deeply again and felt her relax and mold herself into his shape. Squeezing his dick with her pussy as their tongues dueled, she willed him to stay. She caught her breath and said to him, "Next its my turn to lick YOU." All Jerry could think of saying was, "Well, I did promise you some dessert" and they both laughed. Ready to Take This Chance Ch. 02 Before we resume our tale of two lovers, joined by fate, I would like to briefly thank a couple of fellow writers for some invaluable help. Sinful Temptations provided some exceptional help in adding to the story. Margo_x offered some 'above and beyond' type of editing help and comments on the first chapter that I hope has made all that much better. Any inadequacies, or errors, remain mine alone. ---------------------------- As the sky brightened in his hotel room he kept thinking about his adventure from the night before. Their initial coupling was far from their last . . . "Well how do you feel about opening the mini bar and finding some water for me?" Sue asked him. "Just water?" he teased her. "There are a lot more potent things in there." "You've got the only 'potent' thing I want right now. So water, flavored if they stock it, will do just fine." He could feel her watching him as he walked to the mini bar. He turned to look at her, bumping into the chair by the bar as he took in her gloriously nude figure sprawled across his bed. A teasing light came into her eyes, a smile played upon her lips. "Maybe you should watch where you're going and not where you've been!" she taunted him, and pulled the sheet lower exposing her breasts. "Oh, I intend to go there again, and soon" he shot back, as his eyes slid over her face, across her breasts, lingering on her thighs, currently hidden under the sheet. "Get the water and bring your smart, sexy ass back over here, then," she told him, her voice husky, desire darkening her gaze. He quickly grabbed two water bottles and a couple of glasses and moved back to the bed. Carefully filling one glass before he handed it to her, she shamelessly ogled him just as he had done her. He could feel the blush start and was helpless to control it. She took the glass, eyeing him as the cold liquid passed her lips. She savored the taste of it on her tongue before speaking, "So, you can dish it out, but can't quite take it?" He used the excuse of drinking from his own glass to try and think of a suitable rejoinder. Oh, what the hell. "I can't think of a retort for that. Instead, I will say what is on my mind. I want more of what we just shared. Lots more. And I don't want to scare you off, but I am hoping this might be more than one night." There, he’d said it. Now it was her turn to blush and he watched as it spread upward from her belly, across her breasts and throat to cover her face. Oh, that face! The smile he saw there, the glow, took the breath from his lungs as he looked into her eyes and saw them smiling back at him. He stood beside the bed, unable to take his eyes from her face. Sue rose to her knees, placing her glass on the table by the bed, her eyes never leaving his. She reached out to him, taking his hand in hers, bringing it to her lips. She placed a kiss in his open palm, her tongue flicking once against his skin. She watched his face, the tip of her tongue trailing along one finger, sucking just the tip between her lips. His eyes on hers, watching intently as she moved to the next one. One by one, she took each finger between her lips, sucking, seeing his jaw clench as her teeth grazed his skin. Sliding her hand up his arm, her lips following, she pressed a light kiss to his shoulder, his chest, seeking. Finding his nipple, she took it gently between her teeth, her tongue flicking lightly across it, his moans of pleasure leaving little doubt or her affect on him. Sliding her hands up his chest once again, behind his head, her fingers dove into his hair, bringing his mouth to hers. Had her hold on him not been as tight, the kiss would have knocked him off his feet. When their lips touched he felt himself pulled into her. Her tongue lightly traced his lips, probing his mouth while at the same time, pulling his into hers. She sucked and bit lightly at his tongue, drawing it deeply into her mouth. Her breasts pushed against his chest, her hard nipples rubbed against him. His hands slid down her back, caressing her ass, pulling her even tighter. One minute they were trading sassy comments and now all they could think about was her body joined with his. She felt his response to her in the way his heart began to race, in the way his cock rose and pressed against her. She felt him thrust against her, the urge to bury himself deep inside her body almost overwhelming. But first, she had other ideas. She pulled back, sipping at his lips. Her hands in his hair, gently tugging his head back, her lips trailed along his jaw, nibbling here and there. Taking his earlobe between her teeth, she bit down gently, hearing his breath catch as she teased him. He felt the warmth of her breath as she whispered, "Get into bed. It’s my turn now." She took his hand, pulling him down with her. Turning him onto his stomach, she straddled his hips, leaning forward to place soft kisses across his shoulders, following his spine with the tip of her tongue, her nails lightly scratching his back. Sliding down, her body moving between his legs, the tips of her breasts caressing his skin as she moved. She grasped his hips in her hands, holding him still as she rained kisses across his ass, biting occasionally, licking to soothe. Her tongue traced the line just under each cheek, her thumbs reaching to part his thighs as she made her way down. She flicked the tip of her tongue against his balls, just once, pressing for a moment against the sensitive area just below, as her nails trailed down his legs and back up. She smiled against his skin as he bucked against her, his moans low and long. Rising, she turned him again, onto his back this time. Smiling down at him, she placed a kiss to his lips, his throat, his chest, once again finding his nipples. She kissed her way down his stomach, her tongue dipping into his navel as her fingers lightly pinched his nipples, tugging. Once again gripping his hips, her body between his legs, she lowered her mouth to him, flattening her tongue just under his balls, licking, sucking him between her lips, tonguing him. His moans were beginning to affect her as much as her actions were affecting him. He ached for her to take his cock into her mouth; instead, she chose to tease him more, drawing it out, making him groan for her touch. Small, light kisses along his shaft, quick flicks of her tongue. Reaching the tip, she tasted the wetness there, swirled her tongue through it, moaning her pleasure as she tasted him for the first time. She took him fully into her mouth, quickly taking all of him, loving the feel of his cock pressing against the back of her throat as she held him there for a moment, coating him with the hot moisture of her mouth, her hand gently squeezing his balls. Drawing back, releasing his cock, she tilted her head sideways, sucking at his skin, blowing hot air against him, feeling his cock stiffen even more. Craving his taste, she once again sucked the tip into her mouth, just the tip, her tongue pressing into the hole, withdrawing more of his sweetness. Her hands slid under his ass, gripping, nails digging in once again, as she lowered her mouth to surround his cock, greedy in her desire to have him. Her lips forming a tight ring around him, she began to slowly lift and lower her mouth, sucking and stroking with her tongue as she went. As the rate of his breathing increased, so did hers. His hands lowered to her head, his fingers weaving through strands of silk, loving the way it splashed across his stomach, hips, thighs. Her nails dug into his skin, one long finger teasing just below his balls, another teasing between his cheeks, seeking, playing… tantalizing. He felt his balls tighten, his body growing tense, and he knew he was so close, that her mouth would soon be filled with his cum, and he could think of nothing he wanted more at that moment. He prayed she felt the same and groaned, "I'm ready to explode." If she took it as a warning, it only seemed to increase her enthusiasm. She was sucking him harder, her tongue wrapped around his cock. He thrust into her mouth once, twice, shouting her name as his release exploded from him. Her lips tightened around his throbbing cock as he coated her tongue with his juice. She savored his taste as his movements began to slow, and she gently licked him, tender strokes of her tongue over his cock, careful of his now-sensitive skin. Placing small, light kisses on the inside of each thigh, she rose to her knees, smiling softly into his eyes, as she moved to lay beside him, holding him, her face in his neck, her hand making light circles over his stomach. He pulled her face to his, kissing her deeply. His smell, his taste, on her lips what could be more erotic? As satiated as she had made him, he still felt a hunger for more of her. It was as if in bringing her here tonight he had opened the floodgates of the last few years and wanted to make up for all the lost time in one evening. The way she hungrily kissed him back, made him think that it was similar for her. Continuing to kiss her, he opened his eyes to find her eyes looking right back at him. What was it that made him feel like they could see his soul? Was it because he saw the same fear and pain? But there were also those sparks. Sparks of fun, of joy, and, yes, even of ecstasy. Maybe he could make those sparks fill them again. And as he thought this, and their kiss ended he smiled. "What are you smiling about? Care to share?" she asked him "Well, I was thinking about how good you made me feel." "I like knowing that" "And how good I would like to make you feel again" "He's ready to go again?" she asked suspiciously as she reached for his limp dick, as if to check. "Not exactly. I'm not even sure that I can lift my arm to drink some water," he teased right back, and added, "I think you truly drained me." "Well, then, I thought for a second you weren't going to give a lady any rest." He grinned at her. She smiled back, and added, "Why do I have the feeling that you've rediscovered a toy you had lost?" "I wouldn't call it a 'toy'," he quickly retorted. "But, yes, if you must know it's been quite a while." "No, I don't have to know. But I am glad to know you don't do this weekly. And it's been a while for me too." He put his fingers to her lips. "Not yet," he said. "I hope we'll have lots of time to talk about the past. Right now, I just want right now. Is that all right with you?" "Very all right!" She exclaimed and hugged him tighter and kissed him harder. They smothered each other in kisses, pulling their bodies tight to each other. One hand in her hair, the other around her back, holding her tight to him, his hand slid down to her ass and caressed it as he kissed and kissed and kissed some more. They both wanted more. And somehow he knew that there was going to be plenty of time. Time to talk later. But right now time to find out more about each other's pleasures. His leg had slipped between her thighs. The way her body was pushing back against his made him sure that even if he was not ready, she was. His hand moved to her breast, feeling her nipple, hard and tight. A small moan in her throat encouraged him. Oh, God, to be nineteen again! "I can wait," she said, as if reading his mind. "How did you do that? I didn't say anything out loud?" "Well, my first time was at night, but not last night," she snickered. "And it's definitely worth the wait. Sure beats the hell out of 'Jack'." His eyes popped open, he propped himself up and lifted his head, "Jack?" "Oh, my God. I can't believe I said that. I'm just feeling so comfortable with you." "Comfortable enough to compare? That's new." And then he realized he was watching another blush. A huge blush that was effusing her whole body. Like before, it moved up her breasts across her shoulders and onto her neck and face. But it also traveled down and he watched her whole body turn bright red as he waited for her to say more. But he couldn't wait for ever. "Who's Jack?" "Ummm. I'm really embarrassed." She hesitated some more. He waited. "Not so much who, as what." She added. "Okay - what?" he replied, confused even more. "Don't look at me. Just listen." She pulled him close tucking her head back in to his shoulder. Like I said. It's been a while for me too. A friend of mine went to a party - a ladies party - and bought me a toy. I started calling it 'jack' - oh, God, I'm really embarrassed." He started chuckling. It was just too funny. In a few short minutes he had gone from wondering who he was getting compared to, feeling all sorts of insecurities. Now he was laughing at the thought. "You don't have to laugh that hard!" she said "Okay." He chuckled some more. "But I was worried." "You were jealous?" she asked. "Umm. Yeah, that too." He answered as he thought about it. "Are you still?" "No, you did say I was better. Right?" he teased her back. "Oh, most definitely." "Well, that's good. And since I am 'better', and it's not a 'who', to what am I being compared?" He hesitated to say more, but what the heck , straight talk with her had not hurt him so far. "I'm not sure what to say. I want to know more, but I don't want to make you more uncomfortable. I have to admit, the idea that you have 'Jack' is exciting to me." "Really. That turns you on?" "Uh huh." "Why?" "I'm not sure. I think it's just the idea that you like sex that much. But it does move me." Reaching between his legs, she grabbed him and replied, "Yes, he does seem to have stirred." "Stirred is an understatement. If you had not just drained every bit of strength I have, he would be absolutely rock hard right now." "Rock hard would be good. Maybe I should tell you more about Jack." "Well, I want to hear more, but even then, I think it is going to take time." "What if I showed you, instead of told you?" she said somewhat tauntingly. "Showed me?" he gulped "Mmmm. That does seem to have an effect," she teased. With that, she got up from the bed and headed over to one of the chairs. He gazed at her naked form moving across the room. Bending over, showing that delicious ass to him as she rummaged in her purse. He inhaled deeply through clenched teeth. Looking at her straight legs, slightly spread he had a terrific view of both her ass and her pussy, glistening with dripping juices. Once again, he wished he were nineteen, and could take her right then, right there. She heard him and looked over her shoulder, "Like the view?" she teased. "Very much," he responded. "I was just thinking how nice it would be to be nineteen again." "MMMMmmmm. I have a sneaking feeling that you might not have taken as good care of me when you were nineteen. I'm willing to wait." With that, she turned her head back to her purse and set it back down. She moved her legs slightly further apart and stayed bent over, one hand holding the arm of the chair. He couldn't see her other hand. But then he heard a little buzzing sound and as he stared at her wet pussy, we watched her hand reach between her legs and with something in it, slide it slowly up the inside of her thighs. He sucked in air through his teeth again and watched, mesmerized as she started moving a toy in between her legs. He felt his cock twitch as he realized she was about to put on a show for him. He couldn't really see what it was, but he could hear it, buzzing and pulsing, not a steady buzz, but more like waves of on for different times - some longer than others. He was fascinated as he watched her pull it up all the way between her legs and along the crease of her ass and then drag it between her cheeks and across her slit. He couldn't see her run it over her clit, but when she gasped and moaned, he knew she had put it right there. He could not believe how excited he was getting as he watched her pleasure herself. As he watched her move it all around, he suddenly realized that he was sliding his own hand across his cock, pulling on it, thinking about how exciting it would be to do that to her. She stood up straight and turned to one side, letting him watch as she ran the toy across her nipples and circled each breast with it, before slowly dragging it back down toward her pussy. She looked at him, pulling on his cock and said, "No, THAT is my job. You leave him alone until he is ready to play again. Just watch . . . for now." And then moved closer to the bed, but well out of his reach. "I call this Jack's little brother. It's not the big fake cock that I love sticking up my pussy, but it does some interesting things and is small enough to travel with me. When I run the jelly end across my clit, I can imagine it is a tongue, flicking it" and then she showed him. And had to sit on the bed. "God! That is so hot," was all he could think of saying. "Would you let me try using it on you?" "I thought you would never ask," she smiled and handed him the toy as she lay back next to him. He wanted so badly to just push it right up her pussy and make her scream and writhe on the bed, but controlled himself and tried to copy what he had already seen her doing. Circling her nipples again, he played with her breasts first and then slowly dragged it down across he navel and over her soft curls, moving to the side and down her thigh, not directly across her clit. She groaned and wiggled her hips trying to move her pussy closer to its path. He slid it between her spread legs, almost up into her ass and then pulled it slowly through her folds, pushing it lightly between them spreading her lips before moving it right over her clit. Her hips lifted and pushed up against it, wanting more pressure than he was applying. "Ahhh, you like that?" he asked unnecessarily. "God! Yesssssssss" she hissed back at him He moved it back to her lips and pushed it inside her hot pussy, handfucking her with it as he felt it pulse in his hand. She wiggled and pushed , spreading her legs even wider as she welcome it deep in her. He pushed it in and out trying to find a rhythm that seemed to work for her as the waves of vibration made her gasp and even shriek at times. Watching her face, he could tell he was getting her closer to orgasm with each thrust. Lying beside her, he ran his free hand through her hair and kissed her as he continued fucking her with the vibe. When she gasped with a particularly long pulse, and broke their kiss, he moved his lips to her breast and sucked hard on a nipple as he pushed it further up inside her. She was starting to go crazy with desire "Bite it." She ordered him. And he did and she shrieked some more. He moved to the other one and licked her nipple, then sucked it and without any command at all pinched that nipple with his teeth and made her scream. Sliding his tongue off her tits, he kissed and sucked at her navel and told her, "I'm going to suck your clit as you cum. Are you ready to cum, baby?" "God! Yessssssss," she hissed at him again. He pushed the toy even deeper inside her hot hole and clamped his lips on her clit and felt the vibrations coming out of her pussy. And he pulled and sucked on it as she wailed and screamed, "Oh, Fuck, Oh, God, Oh Shit, Oh, YESSSSSSSS!" and bucked her hips up at his face. Her body was wracked with wave after wave of contractions as she orgasmed and finally she yelled, "Please, stop!" and he pulled it out and let go of her clit. Gasping for air, she rolled over and lay on her stomach with her body still moving as the waves of pleasure had not completely stopped. He ran his hands over her back, soothing her, kissing her shoulder, telling her how hot that was for him as well. His cock was hard again. She felt it pushing against her hip. Lifting her hips, she raised her ass. "Take me from behind." She had made him so hot, he didn't have to be asked twice. Kneeling between her spread legs, he grabbed his cock and rubbed it along her dripping slit. Pushing it into her, he buried it all the way and then slowly pulled back until the tip almost came out and pushed hard back inside. He repeated the slower withdrawal and harder thrust with enough force to make a smacking sound as his hips landed against her ass. Looking down he watched his wet, shiny cock slide slowly out of her and then rapidly thrust into her again. Ready to Take This Chance Ch. 02 "Harder!" he thought he heard her say. "Like THAT?" he replied, ramming his cock in and making a loud slap with his hips against her ass. "NO! HARDER!" she insisted. Grabbing her ass with his hands, he pulled his cock out and slammed it into her, his hips now making a loud smack as he buried himself and his balls swung against her clit. "Yesssss," she hissed back at him. "Like THAT!" He could not believe that after begging him to stop with the dildo she now wanted to be ravaged from behind, but who was he to complain. Holding tight to her ass, he moved his hips faster and harder, burying himself deep inside her. The only sounds in the room were the smacking of her ass from his hips colliding and their mutual gasps of air as their fucking became more and more frenzied. He reached around her to grab her tits. Squeezing them, pulling on her nipples, he took the groans to be sounds of encouragement and did not stop. Playing with them, he kept his thrusts hard against her ass. "My clit", she gasped, "Rub . . . my . . . clit!" she emphasized, spacing each word to match their coupling collisions. He slid his right hand lower and found the top of her slit and started rubbing, feeling his balls swinging forward as he fucked her. As she hissed another, "Yesss," at him, he thought he might be able to last a long time, fucking her this way. She had drained him so thoroughly that he didn't think he was close at all. Until she started becoming more vocal. "Fuck! Yes! Rub my clit and make me cum. Fuck me hard, baby. I love this!" she encouraged him. "Oh, my God! That feels soooo gooooood! More!" her excitement was contagious and as he thrust into her, he knew now he would not hold out long. "C'mon, Sue, cum on my cock, let me feel you cum, baby," he gave it right back to her. Banging into her ass, he fucked her hard and rubbed her clit. She shrieked as the first wave hit her and he felt her pussy tighten on his cock. Pushing in hard as he could, he squeezed her clit and the shrieking got louder. Feeling the cum rising in him, he roared out her name and started emptying himself into her. She pushed her legs out, as she came and collapsed on the bed, forcing his hand in tighter against her clit and his whole weight on her back. His cock throbbed inside her and when he was finally spent, he felt her pussy squeezing him, draining every last drop. Finally rolling off her, he was still gasping for air. It seemed like hours, but was probably only a few minutes before he felt her crawl onto him and rest her head on his chest. And that was the last memory he had of their first evening together. Awake now, with her head still in the same spot, he also knew that the memory was not a dream and wondered what this next day would bring.