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The Apartment Ch. 1

By: Miltone



For Holly

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Author's note: The characters and certain events referred to in this story are from the story The Blissfield.

"Say, Hon, what's up?" Holly asked as she came into the bedroom. David was sitting over on the bed, his legs stretched out under the covers, his laptop on his lap (of all places), tapping away intently. When he didn't respond, she sidled over to the bed beside him, reached her hand out to touch his shoulder, saying, "Hey, you."

"Just a minute, Babe," he replied almost automatically, his long slender fingers nearly a blur as they passed over the keyboard.

"Still working on that stinking report?" she asked jokingly.

He didn't answer but her glance at his screen told her everything. She smiled and gave his shoulder a gentle squeeze. She leaned over and planted a sweet little kiss on his head and moved over to her dresser and sat on the bench. Picking up her hairbrush, she drew it through her red hair, still tinted strawberry blonde from the summer sun, even though it was now late September. She thought about the last few months and the great changes they had brought. 

The memory of her rendezvous with David at the cottage of her parents and his promise seemed so long ago. And now that time had begun to slow down again, she found herself sharing an apartment-their apartment-with him. He had promised to do something to change their long-term relationship into something more meaningful. He had changed jobs and moved to a city much closer to her and found a great apartment that made her extended commute worth the time because she would be with him.

She loved the feeling of knowing that he was there with her, that she didn't need to check email all the time looking for messages from him. In a small way, she did miss the long chats that had kept their relationship going for so many months, and the long sexy phone calls late at night, but now that they were together, the real thing was so much better and the rewards more than she had ever dreamed.

He had encouraged her to re-enroll in school and complete her degree. She had begun to teach him Yoga and the meditative arts. They went for long runs in the park nearby, they showered together and slept closely, arm in arm for nearly the entire night. When she came down with a late summer cold, he had insisted on making her homemade chicken soup and waited on her hand and foot for an entire weekend, propping pillows, mopping her runny nose, and sitting with her reading a favorite old story. She would never forget one moment when she had awakened from a nap and found him still sitting beside her on the bed, his warm marvelous hand caressing her cheek, his fingers running through her hair, and his face creased in such a deep loving smile.

After dinner, they had taken a long walk, and she had showered before finishing some homework, while he worked on a report for work. And now, she looked at the mirror and could see the happiness in her face. She could also see him stretched out on the bed, typing away. His face looked so serious and his eyes so intense. She rested her elbows on the dresser and propped her face in her hands for a moment watching him. She began to think of someway to distract him from his work Her long trim body tingled at the thought of his touch, his kiss, his wonderful lovemaking, and she could see the outline of her nipples begin to protrude through the thin little pink tank top she wore. When she looked back to him on the bed, she saw that he was reading now, perhaps scrolling through the report one last time.

She rose up from the bench and stretched her arms up over her head. The gap between her top and pajama pants widened and she swayed back and forth trying to get his attention. For a brief moment, she thought she caught him glance over in her direction when she swayed her hips back and forth. She knew the sight of her ass always turned him on, especially since she was wearing just a little g-string panty and her trim curves were nearly unobstructed.

She brought her hands down to her face and neck and shoulders, then down over her breasts, feeling how stiff her nipples had become. While one hand lingered on her breast, her other hand wandered down over her tummy and down toward her pussy. Her middle finger could feel the warmth between her legs as she continued to swing her body back and forth.

When she saw that his eyes had risen from the screen of his laptop to watch her, she began to dance for him, suggestively. She ran her hands over her body and began to fiddle with the drawstring on her pajama pants. David was trying to stifle a smile, but she knew what her dance would do to him. Slowly she turned around to face him while she moved, letting him see her hands slip up under her tank top and play with her breasts. She brought both hands back down toward her pussy.

David had shifted his position on the bed, pushing his laptop off to the side. She smiled and licked her lips when she saw the lump growing in his lap under the sheet. Tugging at the drawstring again, she began to untie it and felt the waistband loosen up. She looked in the mirror and noticed that his hand had slipped under the sheet and was rubbing his crotch. She licked her lips again and began to ease the pajama pants down over her hips, slowly and teasingly, taking her time exposing the curves of her ass, covered only by the thin elastic strip of her little purple g-string.

She bent over and drew the pants down past her ass, down along her long legs, before letting them fall in a heap around her ankles. She stepped sexily from them and turned around to face him again. His hand stopped rubbing himself under the sheet for a moment. Her dancing moves became more exaggerated as she took the elastic waistband of the g-string and pulled it upward, pulling the little triangle of thin cloth tightly against her pussy. His hand began to move on himself again, this time as if his fingers and curled around his cock and was stroking it. The thought of it, the sight of it turned her on completely. She felt a gasp escape from her mouth and she raised her arms up over her head again, knowing how it raised her breasts and pressed them outward against the thin fabric of her top.

She moved over closer to the foot of the bed while running her hands lightly over her body. Practically kneeling on the bed, she put her hands up under her shirt again and began to touch her breasts, her palms pushing them up and out, and pinching the nipples with her thumbs and forefingers. His stroking under the sheets was increasing in intensity and she could see how turned on he had become as she leaned over while touching herself.

She brought her hands down from under her shirt and teased with pulling it up, giving him just quick flashing views of the lower curves of her breasts. Then she leaned over and put her hands on the bed, looking as if she were about to crawl up onto the bed. But she got a different idea and grabbed the sheet and gave it a strong tug down toward the foot of the bed. She almost laughed at the look on his face as the sheet was pulled almost down to his ankles, revealing his hand curled around his long stiff cock. The sight of him stroking himself was so hot that she stood up and pulled her top up over her head and off.

Pulling her shoulders back, she arched her back and thrust her breasts out for him. Her rosy pink nipples were stiff and achy and she longed for his touch and kiss upon them. She crawled up onto the bed on her hands and knees, bringing her nearly naked body closer and closer to him. She rose up on her knees and straddled his hips, bringing her tender breasts up close to his face. She put her hands on the headboard and let her head fall backward when she felt his hands and then his lips touch her.

He kissed her gently, touching her in the same way, his fingers exciting her greatly, his warm moist lips brushing over the soft smooth skin of her breasts. While he touched and kissed her breasts, she settled down onto his lap, rocking her hips gently so that her pussy rubbed his long hard cock through the thin silky fabric of her g-string. She leaned forward, pressing her breasts toward his face, shifting her shoulders from side to side to move his kisses from one breast to the other and back again. He finally grabbed her more firmly and held her so that he could suck a nipple up into his mouth, letting the tip of his tongue circle her, before letting his teeth have a nibble.

After he had treated her other breast the same way, she pushed herself away from him and slipped off the bed. Toying with her g-string, pulling it up and teasing pulling it down, she thrust a pair of fingers down to touch herself, feeling the dampness in her slit. When she let her middle finger slip up inside herself, she saw his hand return to his cock and resume stroking. She could barely resist him now, and began to ease her g-string down and away from her body. It pulled away from her pussy with a silent little snap. After she slipped it off her feet, she took it in her hand and held it out toward him. He closed his eyes when she rubbed the damp little bit of silk on his face, feeling him breath her scent in deeply. David put his hand on top of hers and rubbed her panty over his nose a bit longer before pulling it away and tossing it aside. 

"So, see anything that you like?" Holly asked, finally breaking the silence.

"Two or three things, actually," he replied, looking up at her with his hazel eyes widened and filled with passion. "But then you know me."

"All too well, hon," she laughed.

He reached out to touch her and tried to pull her to him, but she kept out of his reach, circling the bed thinking of just which way to approach him again. She was enjoying the deep look of lust on his face as he looked at her naked body. Climbing up on the far side of the bed, she moved on her hands and knees again, this time heading directly toward his cock, her mouth open, her tongue flicking back and forth over her lips. Kneeling beside his body, she reached over and took hold of his stiff cock. It was hard and hot and he gasped when she gripped it firmly and began to stroke him.

"I can see you've had quite a head start," she giggled teasingly. "Now let's see what some read head can do."

Holding his cock erect with her hands, she leaned over and brought her open lips down to kiss the head, the tip of her tongue circling it delicately. She rolled her lips around and around the head, kissing every side of it, feeling him try to thrust his hips upward, but she managed to keep his cock just where it was. She dragged her lips up and down each side of him, letting her tongue dart out for a quick little lick. She repeated this several times, eventually letting her teeth graze over him and felt him tremble.

Finally she brought her mouth over the head again and began to slide her mouth down onto him. At first she let her lips take in just the head, bobbing her head just slightly, feeling him again try to force himself farther into her mouth, but she used her hands to hold her position. Her tongue swirled around the head, tasting the drops of precum that her sucking brought out. Then she began a long slow descent onto him. Each time she dropped her head a little farther, feeling his cock work along her tongue and the roof of her mouth and head toward her throat.

She could easily tell how excited he was by the way he rocked his hips and moaned with pleasure. She was all hot wet mouth and lips and tongue, working her way down along his shaft until her nose finally reached muscles of his belly. Up and down she worked her mouth, sucking him nosily, humming as she went. One hand held his cock by the base while the other held his balls, fondling then gently. She pulled her head up and off, and licked her way all around him, flicking her tongue all over his cock, his balls, and the sensitive skin that lead toward his ass.

"Oh, my god, Baby," he called out.

Then she took his cock deeply into her mouth again, the head again pushing against her throat. He was completely under her power, surrendering his body to her to do as she wished. His head was tossed backward, his eyes closed, and hard moans came from deep inside him. Able to easily tell that he was getting very close to coming, she had a devilish idea. She held his cock upright and reached over to the nightstand and pulled out her fur-lined cuffs. David was so lost in the wonderful sensations that she was bringing to him that she had the cuffs looped around the headboard and clamped onto his wrists before he knew what had happened.

"Hey, wait a minute!" he called out, his eyes popping wide open, as he pulled against the cuffs.

"Not tonight, mister," she said with a wicked laugh. "You are all mine. Allllll mine!"

She saw a look of panic flicker in his eyes as she continued the laugh. Remembering how he had once held her captive for an hour of pleasure several months back, she had wondered about how she would pay him back and this seemed to be the moment. She knelt beside his long, slim muscled body, his hard on standing upright on its own, his hands above his head, and a puzzled look on his face.

"Hey, you aren't going to do something crazy now, are you?" he asked.

"We'll just have to see now won't we?" she replied.

She took his cock again in her hand and began to stroke it. Looking down at it lovingly, she admired the sized and shape and noted how he kept himself clean-shaven. She loved the smooth feel to her touch. Then she lowered her head, kissed his cock, and sucked in up into her mouth. Keeping an eye on his level of arousal, she waited until it felt as if he was going to come, then she backed off for a minute or two before going back down on him. As she took him in her mouth again, she let her hand drift down between her legs to touch herself, her fingers working up into her wet slit.

As she went down on him, she realized how silly it was to be fingering herself while his mouth was sitting there doing nothing, so she swung her leg around him and brought her wet pussy down to his face. Being no fool, he quickly brought his tongue out to pleasure her, and wildly lapped her slit up and down. She was loving this, being so completely in charge of him like this. He had always been the one who started things and was in control. Not that she minded, but now she was in charge and able to do with him as she wished.

Positioning herself so that his mouth was right by her clit, she felt him kiss it and lick it madly. When his teeth nibbled on it, she thought she would fly through the roof. Somehow, the fact that he was restrained made him concentrate his energy on what he could move and he was all tongue and lips and teeth.

"Oh, David," she sighed.

She pressed her pussy against him and them pulled it away. Every time she pushed herself back, his tongue was eagerly awaiting her. His tongue laved all over her pussy and wandered up the crack of her ass to circle her tight little rosebud and tease at the opening. As he kept working his loving tongue, she could feel the wetness seep down over her belly and thighs. And all the while she made sure his cock received enough attention to keep him at a continual state of great arousal. And when she felt herself just about ready to come, she pulled away from him and turned around to face him.

Rubbing her pussy up and down the length of his cock, she reached down and positioned him just so she could begin to tease him with her wet opening. The feel of the head was almost like his tongue but she couldn't wait and wanted to feel him inside her. She settled down slowly, very slowly easing herself over his cock. Putting her hands on his shoulders, she leaned forward and looked down at him. His face was filled with a look of pleasure. She took her time getting used to having his stiff cock up inside her, but soon she couldn't resist rocking up and down on him, making sure that her hips were positioned just so that her clit would contact him on each stroke.

"Oh, Baby," he called out to her, his mouth and lazy tongue an open invitation.

She leaned back forward and brought her breasts down toward his mouth. Thrusting her chest forward, she felt him suck one then the other one into his mouth as she kept humping him. Her body was beginning to quiver with excitement. When he hungrily bit down on her nipple she gasped and rose from him.

Turning around so that her back was to him, she settled back down on his cock, feeling every inch of him move up into her pussy again. With her hands resting on his legs she began to move on him hard and fast, a new set of sensation sweeping over her body. This was an urgent desirous passion that was consuming them as she moved faster and faster on top of him. Reaching down to finger herself she knew that she was ready to come at any minute.

"David," she whispered as he tried to thrust his cock up into her, matching her pace.

She finally just posed her pussy a few inched over his body and let him pump up into her wildly. She could feel him grunt from the effort. Harder and faster and more urgently. Finally she felt herself slip over the crest and her body began to quiver and shake as all of the built-up tension was released.

"Oh, god, David," she cried out loudly. "I'm cumming!"

He continued to thrust up into her as wave after wave rolled over her body. As the last of the tremors ebbed away, she lowered herself down onto him and felt him wiggle his hips back and forth, his cock still buried deep inside her. When her breathing became more regular she slowly eased herself up from him and sat on the bed by his side. She took his glistening cock in her hand and stroked it gently. It was still long and hard, the head had turned a reddish purple color, and it seemed to throb as she held it in her hand. When she leaned over to kiss it, she sampled the taste of her own excitement.

"Oh, Baby," he moaned as she gently stroked him "Oh, Baby, please don't leave me like this."

"Oh, and just how should I leave you?" she teased him, her tongue flicking around her lips.

His face and torso were flushed, his body yearning for release. Holly fondled him gently.

"Mmm, just what to do. What to do," she repeated. She was certainly enjoying this, but didn't want to be mean about it. She was fondling his cock lightly with her fingers. "Well, I guess there's only one way to put you out of your misery."

She gripped him firmly and gave him a couple of quick hard strokes and he gasped deeply. Then she let go of him suddenly.

"I may regret doing this," she said, feeling a bit indecisive. "But here goes."

She reached up and released the cuffs, surprising him. His eyes popped open and he retrieved his wrists and rubbed them for a moment. He rubbed his right wrist.

"You little vixen," he said, rubbing his left wrist. "This is really sore."

"Oh, my poor baby," she said in a sickeningly sweet voice. "You shouldn't have struggled so hard."

Like a cat springing on its prey, David suddenly leapt forward and tried to grab her, but she managed to slip away from his reach by jumping off the bed. He chased after her around the bed and down the hall. She squealed playfully as she chased her, his hand nearly able to grasp her wrist as they rounded the turn into the living room. They played a game of chase around the couch.

"Come on, Baby," he taunted her. "You know that I'm going to catch you eventually."

"Never!" she taunted right back. "Cuz I'm way younger and in better shape."

She laughed nervously as he circled around trying to edge closer to her, his hard on dangling between his legs. She stood tall and wiggled her shoulders feeling her breasts jiggle as a distraction to him.

"But I've got age and experience on you, Baby," he said proudly. "You haven't got a chance!"


The Apartment Ch. 1



"No way," she cried out and darted away toward the kitchen as he reached toward her arm. "Nah, nah, nah, nah!"

As with the couch, he chased her around the kitchen table, trying to fake her one way then going the other, but she was too fast for him, and she ran from the kitchen. But as she rounded the corner from the living room, David managed to take hold of her arm and spun her around and into his arms. Like a vise he clamped his arms around her and held her naked body to him. She struggled against him, but he held her fast and began to back her down the hallway toward the bedroom. She could feel his cock upright between them rubbing against her belly.

"Oh, Holly Baby," he whispered, his eyes full of desire for her, his hands gripping her wrists, pinning them behind her back. "You know I love you, Baby!"

"Yes, I know," she said, nervously. "I love you too."

"Yes, and you know that I would never do anything to hurt you, right?" he asked firmly.

"I know, " she answered, feeling him press closer to her.

"And you know that I only want to bring you pleasure, right?"

"Oh, yes, David," she answered.

She could feel the passion in his grip, the love in his voice, and the desire in his eyes as he pressed her up against the wall outside the bedroom. His mouth, still flavored with the faint scent of her pussy, sought out her lips and kissed her strongly and urgently. Their tongues touched and wrestled together and she knew that he wanted her as much as she wanted him. And she wanted him right here in the hallway, right now.

"Oh, David," she called out to him. "Oh, David!"

He pressed her up against the wall, and reached down to draw her leg upward, opening her pussy up to him. She held it up and wrapped it around his hip while he used his hand to direct his cock toward her pussy. By now, she was so wet and he was so hard that they easily coupled together and he began to eagerly thrust himself up inside her. There was no mistaking the high level of their passion in the way their bodies were grinding up against each other.

The hallway was filled with the sound of their heavy sighs and moans of pleasure. He kissed her neck and nibble on her shoulder. She rocked her hips and gripped him firmly with her pussy. She turned her head and flicked her tongue around his ear and felt him pull her body tightly against his. His thrusts were fast and strong and deep.

"I'm almost there, Baby!" he cried out.

"Oh, come for me, honey!" she answered.

She had managed to free her arms and wrapped them around him tightly. There was no thought of who was doing what to whom. There was only this vivid surging passion, this urgent lovemaking that was consuming them both. And then as his thrusts reached a peak, she felt him explode and instantly his cock became slick as his cum shot up deep inside her. Again and again she could feel it, until he slowed and then stood still, holding himself deep inside her. She could feel his shoulders shake and his kisses resumed, running along her shoulder and up her neck until he reached her mouth again. They remained there in the hallway for several minutes, leaning up against the wall, kissing and holding onto each other. Then as his spent cock slipped down and out of her pussy, they moved into the bedroom and lay together, just as close and intimate as when they were making love.

"Oh, honey, that was so intense," she whispered as she nibbled tenderly on his ear. 

"I don't think I'll ever be the same," he replied. "Of course, I'll never be the same having been with you to begin with."

She pulled the sheet back up and over them and snuggled up to him resting her head on his chest. 

"You know," David said softly. "I was worried that if we saw each other every day instead of once a month that we might lose something, that it wouldn't be as intense as it was before."

"I know," Holly responded. "I sort of felt the same way too."

"Sometimes it's nice to be proven wrong."

"Yes it is," she answered. "Sometimes."

She picked her head up and kissed his lips. He returned the kiss and slipped his arms around her shoulders, rolling her over onto her back. Then as he let his hands wander up and down her arms, he lay a series of kisses on her neck and shoulders. She closed her eyes and moaned softly with pleasure. That's when she felt the softness of fur on her wrists and heard the click of her cuffs.

"And sometimes," David said, devilishly. "Sometimes, turnabout is fair play."

Holly looked up at his smiling face and knew that this would be a long night that she wouldn't ever want to end.



The Apartment Ch. 2



Author's Note: This series is a continuation of the story begun with introduction of the characters in "The Blissfield" and continued in "The Log Cabin".

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"Morning, Baby," David said, sitting on the bed beside Holly. He was dressed in a light summer suit, and was slipping on his shoes. He ran his hand up over the sheet feeling her naked body shift underneath. She rolled over from her side to her back luring his hand to her breast.

"Mmm, morning," she said as his fingertips grazed across her stiff nipple.

"I've got a bunch of meetings this morning, by why don't you come up and meet me for lunch? You could meet the staff and I'm sure they'd like to meet you."

"That sounds like fun," she said sleepily. "Cuz I've got the afternoon off work."

"Oh rub it in, why don't ya?" he laughed, leaning over to kiss her fully on the lips. "I've got to go, Babe."

"Aww, do you have to?" she said taking hold of his hand and moving it over the sheet from her breast down between her legs.

"Come on, Baby. You know it isn't fair to start something that can't be finished."

"Who says it has to be finished right away?" she smiled.

"Well, I've got a couple of important meetings with customers and I can't very well be greeting them with a hard on."

"Oh, yes," she said, letting her hand slip up his thigh. "How inappropriate would that be?"

When her hand eased up over his crotch, cupping him through the light material of his trousers and boxers, she could feel his cock twitch and begin to grow. She knew that he was having second thoughts as his fingers began to move against her under the smooth silky feel of the sheet. She let her leg fall farther open as he caressed her mound, his middle finger slipping between the folds of her pussy, bringing a shiver to her body.

"That would be very inappropriate," he replied, kissing her lips again. "And very un-businesslike. Now I've got to go, Baby."

"Tease!" she hissed as he rose up from the bed.

He leaned back over the bed and kissed her a final time. "Meet me for lunch."

"What should I wear?" she asked, pulling the sheet up around her.

"Surprise me," he said with a smile. "You know how I like surprises."

"Bye, Hon," she said as he walked toward the door.

"S'long, Baby," he replied with a wink.

It had been over two months since they had moved in together, and the time had flown past so quickly. As summer had turned decidedly into fall, their love had only grown. The apartment was a beautiful place, a large two bedroom with two baths and a private terrace and attached parking. She loved thinking about how it was theirs, the first thing they had really shared since falling in love. Their friends had been supportive but their families had been skeptical, some even warning her that it would never last. Who knew for sure how long anything could last? But at least they were together now and every minute had exceeded her expectations.

She roused herself from the bed and dressed. Some light aerobics, some long stretches, a light morning workout, shower and breakfast before she headed off to class was her usual routine. But today, she might not have time to come home and change before meeting him for lunch, so she decided to dress before leaving for school. What to wear? It would have to be good enough for classes and for meeting up with David at work. Then she thought of what would work perfectly. She fished out a sheer black bra and thong with pretty lace trim from her lingerie drawer along with a pair of sheer black stockings. She had been saving this tiny little ensemble for a while. Once dressed, she looked herself over in the mirror. The skirt was snug but not too short. With the top button fastened the jacket looked modest enough for classes, yet with it unbuttoned, she knew she could tease him over lunch. She could always add a light touch of makeup in the car before meeting him.

Deciding to check her email before leaving, she sat down and clicked on her computer. Sure enough she had mail. A couple of junk mailings-like she needed a bigger penis-a note from a study group at college, and a new one from David. He must be at work already she thought as she opened it up.

My Darling Holly, It's only been an hour and I've missed you already. I wish you knew what a wonderful feeling it is to wake up every morning and feel you beside me. I wish you knew how much I have enjoyed living with you and sharing the simple pleasures of life each day. Whether we are out on the town, entertaining with friends, or spending a quiet evening at home, I have grown to love you more with every passing day. And when we make love the next time, please know that it is my burning desire and love for you that makes it so intense and enjoyable! Love, David

She clicked to save it to her filing cabinet that was filled with the poems and notes that he had sent her ever since they had fallen in love. Even though they were now together every day, she sometimes would read a favorite one just to re-experience the feeling and emotion that she remembered when first reading it. Seeing the time, she had to hurry off to class.

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It was nearly 11:30 when David heard a familiar voice echo down the hallway. Of course, all the voices were familiar, but this one was special. There was a lilt and laugh to it that was so full of life. He was nearly done with an email, the last thing he absolutely had to do before lunch. His phone buzzed.

"Hello," he said, picking up his phone as he tried to finish his message.

"There's a very pretty girl here to see you," said Jacky, the receptionist. "She says she has an appointment you for lunch."

"Tell her I'll be right out," he replied clicking on send and hoping his message was complete enough and went ok.

By the time he reached the lobby, just down the hall from his office, the company president had spotted Holly and had already introduced himself and was shaking her hand. David felt his heart skip a beat when he saw her in her crisp black business suit and heels. She looked over and her face lit up when she saw him. He stepped right up to her, slipped his hand around her waist, and kissed her on the cheek.

"Hi, Baby," he said. "You've met Ralph I see."

She nodded, a shy smile curling her mouth.

"Well, David," Ralph said in a grandiose fashion. "When you were saying something about what a lucky guy you were, I didn't get the full picture until I met your friend here, Holly is it?"

As they stood chatting, it took just a matter of minutes for everyone in the company to find a reason to stroll through the lobby; all were obviously checking out the pretty red headed visitor dressed in black.

"I'm sure you have much more to do than stand around and talk with me," Ralph finally said with a smile. "But make sure he takes you on a tour. We do all sorts of really neat things here, and David does give the best tours."

"I'll be sure he shows me everything," she said, winking at David.

"Sure why don't I show you around now, if you'd like," he offered.

"All right," she agreed.

He escorted her along the hallways pointing out the various production departments, engineering and sales demonstration rooms. The production areas had glass partitions along the hallway that allowed you to see what was going on. He carefully described what the various personnel were doing. She listened partly amused by what he said and how he said it, but also by how everyone seemed so friendly and greeted him as they worked their way through the plant. She could tell that in the few months that he had worked here, how popular and respected he had become.

"So that's about it," he said when they started retracing their steps toward the front of the building. "I think I've shown you everything."

"There is one thing," she said, noting the question in his eyes.

"What's that, Babe?"

She leaned up and whispered in his ear, "You haven't shown me where you work."

"Well, we're heading that way right now," he remarked. "I have to grab my jacket anyway." They crossed the lobby and turned down the hallway that leads to his office. "Isn't much, but I call it home."

It was a nice room, at twelve feet square or more, with a large window that looked out onto the woods nearby. It was simple furnished with a nice curved desk and computer, an executive armchair, and a couple of visitor chairs near the desk.

"This looks so much like you," she said. "I can see you now, working away late in the afternoon when I'm calling you up to bug ya."

David slipped behind the desk and began to sign off his computer. "You can have a seat if you want," he remarked, gesturing toward the visitor chairs. Glancing down at the crowded desktop, Holly began stacking some of the folders and papers in order to clear some room on the desktop next to him. She eased her butt up on the desk and crossed her legs. He looked up at her sitting there with a big smile on her face. "That's not what I had in mind."

"I know, but you know how I love to play with ya," she laughed, uncrossing her legs, the stockings hissing sexily. "That's all part of the plan."

"Oh, and what plan is that?"

"You know how I talked about having sex at that office a couple times? Well, you're here and I'm here, so ..."

David began to laugh. "That is a tempting proposition," he said, running his hand up along her leg, but his eyes still locked on hers. "A very tempting proposition."

She began to ease her legs apart, just enough to give him a sweet hint of what lay up between her legs. His fingers glided farther up reaching the lace tops of her stockings. She looked down at him, her mouth open slightly, the tip of her tongue circling her lips. She undid the top button of her jacket and knew that he could see the tops of her breasts as she leaned forward.

"Are you trying to turn me on?" he asked.

"I thought I was doing a whole lot more than that," she said, raising a leg farther up, letting more light fall into the space between her legs under her skirt. 

She propped her foot up on his desk. His fingertips had reached the warm soft skin of her thigh and danced around in circles as they wandered higher along her thigh. When he looked down from her eyes, he could easily see her legs, her stockings, and the slit of her pussy barely visible through her sheer black panties.

"See anything you'd like to have for lunch?" she asked teasingly.

"Uh, yeah!" he remarked licking his own lips. "All of a sudden I feel very hungry. Very hungry indeed."

"So are you going to take a bite or what?"

David leaned over toward the spread of her legs. As he did so, he heard the voice of Dan, one of his sales associates, echo around the lobby and reverberate down the hall.

"Say did you see David's visitor? Whoa, man! No wonder the man always has a smile on his face!"

"I thought it was just because he was a naturally happy guy," Jacky the receptionist said.

Holly and David looked at each other. She started to say something, but he raised his finger to his mouth. "This should be good," David whispered.

"Yeah, he had said something about her being really pretty and sexy," added Jay, one of the younger engineers and resident lady's man. "But I had no idea she was such a babe."

"Don't you think that he's kind of old for her?" Jacky asked.

"Hell, no!" laughed Dan, who was a few years older than David.

"Of course, you would think so," chuckled Jay. "Cause if he can do it, there's a chance for you, right?"

"Ya just gotta believe!" Dan quipped, and the others laughed.

Holly and David grinned at each other, his hand still resting up under her skirt. He was half tempted to say something, but held off.

"Well, I think that they make a really cute couple," added Sandy, one of the production supervisors. "Did you see the way they looked at each other while he was showing her around?"

"Are they still here?" Dan asked, his voice growing louder.

Finally David could no longer remain silent. "Yes," he shouted out. "And we're just about to have sex in here if you don't mind. So can you keep it down out there?"

They heard a smattering of laughter echo around the lobby.

"Oh, pooh," Holly said. "Now that you gave it away, I guess that means that we can't, huh?"

"Actually, sex on the premises is against the company rules," David said. "It was added after a couple of the production people were caught a while back."

"You can't drink, you can't listen to loud music, and you can't have sex," Holly said. "What kind of workplace is this?"

"Not as much fun for one thing," David chuckled.

"So does this mean that you aren't going to have me for lunch?" she asked, her foot still propped up on his desk, her skirt still hiked up her thigh.

"Mmm, I still want to eat you for lunch, Baby," David whispered, getting up from his chair and leaning over to kiss her. "But just not here. Why don't we go home for lunch?"

"Anywhere we can be together, Hon," she remarked, returning his kiss.

"Then let's go," he said, slipping his hand down from under her skirt. "Before I do something to get myself fired."

"Nice meeting all of you," Holly said as they headed through the lobby toward the front door.

"Enjoy your lunch," Jacky called out.

"I'll be back," David remarked as he held the door for Holly.

"Liar," Jacky laughed as the door closed behind them.

Their place was only fifteen minutes away and they each took their own cars. David was content to let her lead the way and he had to floor it to keep up with her little black Jetta. When they parked, he hurried over to her side and took her hand in his as they walked up to their door. Once inside, David put on some music, something by her favorite band that always put her in the mood. She poured a couple glasses of wine and took a seat on a stool by the breakfast counter.

"So what'll it be, soup and a sandwich, a little pasta salad, or your sweet ass?" he asked, taking a sip of wine and loosening his tie.

"I prefer a low cal lunch that's high in protein," she said with a smirk.

"And I was thinking of something with an open face and a lot of spread on it," he cracked.

"I think that's a menu I can get into," she laughed, pulling him to her with his tie for a little kiss. "You might as well take this off," Holly suggested, tugging his necktie. "You won't be needing it."

"Maybe I will," he chuckled, slipping it off his collar. "I wonder how you'd look wearing it?"

She laughed and leaned forward to let him slip it around her neck, but he had other intentions, lifting it up and wrapping it around her head, blindfolding her eyes. He tucked and tugged it so that she couldn't see a thing.

"David, honey," she said once the darkness had settled in. "What are you doing?"

"Something really sweet, Baby," he said taking her hands. "Now why don't you stand up for me?"

Though blindfolded, she stood up and he had her take a couple steps away from the counter. Very slowly and very lightly, David began trailing his fingertips down across her breasts, her stomach and around to her ass. Then he drew them back up again just as light and slow.

"Now, no moving," he whispered, as he moved around her, bringing his fingers along with him and raking them lightly down her back.

He moved up close to her, his face beside hers and eased his hands around under her arms moving up over her breasts then down over her stomach and down to her hips and thighs, stopping only when he reached the hem of her skirt, now more than halfway up her thigh.

"I want to make love to you, Holly," he whispered softly. "You know that I want you so badly."

As he whispered into her ear, he brought his hands up to her jacket, undoing each button slowly from the bottom up. The jacket fell open and she felt the rush of air against her warm skin. David began to ease the jacket from her shoulders, making sure that his fingertips lightly touched her skin almost every bit of the way. He stepped back around in front of her, leaning forward to blow his breath on her skin as it was slowly being exposed. He could easily see her erect nipples pressing out against the thin sheer fabric of her bra.

"I know that you want me too, Baby," he said leaning forward to kiss her neck, his breath blowing softly onto her cheek and shoulder. She tried reaching for him, but he brushed her hands away. "Ah, ah, ah!"

Once David had her jacket was free of her shoulders, he pulled it down and off and set it on the counter. He slowly squatted down in front of her, letting his breath wash over her body, particularly as his mouth passed her breasts, blowing against them gently and seeing her nipples straining against the thin sheer black material. Squatting down he brought his hands up her legs, enjoying the smooth silky feel of her long shapely legs in the stockings. When he reached the hem of her skirt, he slipped them up and over the snug fabric, pressing his palms against her thighs, her hips, and around to her ass. He reached up behind her and found the button and unfastened it, then tugged the zipper slowly down.

"Are you doing this real slow to tease me," she asked, her voice trembling and aroused.

"Shh," he hissed.

David began to pull her skirt down and she wiggled to let him pull it down past her hips, his breath again washing over her skin as he went. "Hey, no moving I said," he reminded her.

"Oh, David, honey," she said with a giggle.

When he stood to set her skirt on the counter atop her jacket, he admired the look of her standing there blindfolded in just her sheer little bra, panties and stockings. She did look so beautiful to him; her long tall body perfectly shaped, from her long well-toned legs, her narrow curving hips, the sweet little butterfly tattoo, her beautifully sculpted stomach, and her great pair of breasts. Of course there was her pretty face and hair and the most perfect mouth he had ever kissed. He could see her taking short quick breaths, anticipating what his next move might be. He felt so aroused looking at her like this, blindfolded and half naked, her body so tempting. 

"Are you excited?" he asked, a foolish question that didn't need an answer. He whispered in her ear, "I am, Baby. I want you."

He took a sip of wine and then took her glass up and held it to her lips. "Careful," David whispered, holding the glass so that it didn't spill as she sipped. When her tongue darted out to lick her lips, he leaned over and kissed her lightly. Setting her glass down on the counter, he moved around and touched only his lips to her body, kissing her neck and her shoulders. 

Then he dragged his tongue lightly over the tops of her breasts, just above the fabric of her bra, then came to rest between them, pressing his lips up against her, his nose nestling in the sweet scented valley between her breasts. He kissed his way back up to her shoulder and moved around behind her, his lips and tongue never parting from her sweet bare skin. He licked down along the back of her bra strap just before unhooking it and sliding it down off her shoulders. He pulled it away from her body and could see the goose bumps rise on her flesh, not from a chill but from the sensations he was creating in her body.

He squatted down again beside her and licked the soft skin alongside her panties, over her hips, across her lower back and then over the tops of her butt cheeks exposed by her thong. He continued licking around to her abdomen and then down both sides of the V of her panties in front. He leaned up to kiss her just on top of her panties. As he took another breath, he drew in the scent of her excitement and could see how the front panel clung to the cleft of her pussy.

"Are you wet, Baby?" he asked, again a silly question. "Do you want me?"

"Mmm, David," she moaned, her hips squirming. "Can you stop teasing me and just make love to me?"




The Apartment Ch. 2



"All in good time," he replied.

He guided his hands up along her thighs to take hold of the elastic of her panties. He pulled them up, stretching them tightly against her pussy, then began to tug them down, past her hips, along her thighs, below her knees and down to her ankles. She reached over to rest her hands on his shoulders and she stepped free of the tiny garment.

While she had her hands on his shoulders, David reached down to slip her shoes off then up to begin rolling a stocking down her leg. He let it collapse down to her ankle but took the other all the way off. Holding the stocking by both ends, he stood, held it toward her, and gently rubbed it across her breasts, just grazing her nipples teasingly.

"Mmm," Holly moaned.

He slid it down over her body, pulling it back and forth over her skin. When he worked it down along her legs, he brought it up between her legs pulling it back and forth over the sensitive skin of her thighs and up just so that it barely touched her pussy. Holly was squirming madly by this time, her nipples had become hard and achy, and the scintillating scent of her pussy growing wet filled his nose.

"So do you want me, Baby?" he asked.

"Oh, yes," she sighed heavily.

"Then you've got me," he said sitting on a stool at the counter and taking a sip of wine. "Do with me as you will."

"Oh, yeah," she said, blinking as she pulled the blindfold from her eyes. "Then it's your turn, Hon."

"So what do you want me to do?" he asked.

"First, I want you to strip for me, Hon. All the way. Every stitch. And take your time."

"You know strip tease isn't my long suit," he confessed.

He got up and she took a seat on the stool, crossing her legs and sipping her wine.

"Come on now, mister. Take it off."

David smiled sheepishly but began to unbutton his dress shirt. As each button fell loose, he started to sway gently in time to the music. He pulled it up from the waistband of his slacks and let it hang open. He kicked off his shoes to the side, undid his belt and opened the slacks. Letting them fall to his ankles, he stood there in his open shirt and green silk boxers. He stepped out of the trousers and picked them up, laying them onto the empty stool. He turned his back to her, looked at her over his shoulder, and wiggled his broad shoulders, easing the shirt down his back. When it fell away, he whipped it around in a circle and tossed it at her. Holly grabbed it and tossed it atop her clothes draped on the counter top. David turned to face her, spreading his arms out to the side.

"You're not finished, mister. Come on. Take it all off!" she demanded, gesturing with her free hand toward his boxers.

He shrugged and brought his hands down to his waist. Tucking his thumbs under the elastic, he began to push his boxers down over his hips. Baring his belly completely so that the base of his cock was nearly exposed, he turned around again. The elastic snapped down over the cheeks of his ass and he let them go so that they fell in a heap to his ankles. Kicking his foot up, he grabbed them out of the air and held them in front of his crotch as he turned around to face her. He held them close to his body and she could see how his erection was forming a bulge in the silky material.

"Come on, let's see the goods," she called out.

He smiled and pulled them off to the side revealed his semi-erect cock.

"Looks like someone was busy while I was blindfolded," she laughed, slipping off the stool. She pointed to the captain's chair in the breakfast nook. "Very good. Now bring me the chair and sit down."

David pulled the chair away from the kitchen table, swung it around and sat down, his cock dangling between his legs, growing longer and harder by the minute. She slipped her remaining stocking from her ankle, grabbed his necktie, and slipped over beside him.

"You know, I can see that you are enjoying this all too much," she whispered, looking down at his erection. "Now you are going to do everything I ask." 

She covered his eyes with the necktie and loosely tied his wrists to the arms of the chair with her stockings, leaving his hands palms up. Standing behind the chair, she lightly brushed her fingertips down the entire length of his body, including his cock, which was by now growing very erect. She loved the way he squirmed as she touched his body. She looked in the liquor cabinet and pulled out the bottle of Cointreau. Unscrewing the cap, she poured a little of the clear orange-flavored liqueur on a finger.


"Open your mouth," she demanded. He did so obediently. "Now lick it off," she said as she placed her finger in his open and eager mouth.

She did it again with tow fingers this time and was delighted in the way he licked and sucked on her fingers hungrily. He licked his lips when she pulled her fingers away.

"Now open your mouth again," she said.

Spilling a drop or two on her nipple, she leaned over and placed it squarely in his mouth. He sucked and licked at her, drawing her nipple inside his mouth. She felt his teeth nibbling on her stiff nub. The touch of his mouth on her sent a shiver through her body and she looked down to see his stiff cock waving at her from his lap. Holly did the same with her other breast and he again sucked her nipple like a hungry child. He sucked it deep inside his mouth, flicking his tongue on the tip of her nipple, and then nibbling it firmly. This time when she looked down and saw his cock standing proudly upright in his lap, she couldn't resist stroking it gently.

"Oh, Baby, I need you now," he cried out as she pulled her breast away from him.

"What's the matter can dish it out but not take it, Hon?"

Holly moved around and straddled the armrest so that his hand was resting between her legs.

"Hey, don't move it!" she said sharply as he tried reaching up to her with his fingers. She began to rub her pussy back and forth on his hand. "I said don't move," she called out again when he tried fingering her.

She slipped away and moved over to his other hand. As she rubbed her pussy on his hand, she began to glide her fingers up and down his hard cock. Finally she raised herself from his hand and still with her fingers on his cock, pressed herself back toward him, guiding the head his cock back and forth along the lips of her pussy, then up between the cheeks of her butt. She rubbed herself on him doing everything but letting him enter her wet and waiting pussy.

"Oh, Baby!" he cried out loudly, almost as if in pain as she continued to rub her body on him.

"What's that, Hon?" she said, getting up from his lap, and turning around. She leaned over and kissed his neck and let her tongue circle his ear a few times. "What's the matter, does my lover want me? Does he want to fuck me?"

David could only moan desperately. She kissed her way down over his chest, kissing and nibbling on his nipples. Then she tongued his belly, his navel and kissed her way down toward his cock. She knelt between his legs and placed her hands on his hips. With her tongue extended from her mouth, she leaned forward and the tip flicked toward the head, tasting the drops of precum dripping from the opening. She hummed as she licked it off and began to rub her lips on the head and down the underside of the shaft. She could feel him shiver as she began to lick her way around his balls and then back up the shaft. She rose up a bit and rubbed her breasts on his cock, letting the head move back and forth over each nipple several times. He was biting his lip when she looked up at his face; his chest was heaving as he drew in hard heavy breaths.

"Mmm, Honey," she moaned between each of a series of little licks on his cock. "Are you ready for me?"

"Oh, yes, Baby!" he cried out, his body flexing and shivering with pleasure.

She kissed the head of his cock lightly and opened her mouth, slowly easing his cock inside as she lowered her head down onto him. Slowly and surely, she moved her head up and down on him, waving her tongue back and forth on the underside, and letting her teeth drag lightly back and forth on the other. With each downward movement she drew more of him into her mouth, her movement growing faster, his cock plunging deeper. Finally she felt the head pressing against her throat and she opened up to take all of him inside her, burying her nose into his belly. Then she slowly rose all the way up until he popped out of her mouth with a little sucking popping sound. She licked him and kissed him again, took another breath and lowered her mouth on him again, pressing herself down on him, hearing him moan as his cock nudged down her throat. Several times she did this and each time he moaned louder and louder, until finally he could stand it no longer.

"Oh, god, Baby!" he cried out. "Why are you doing this to me? God you know I want you so!"

"See, I knew you could dish it out and not take it," she laughed, running her hands up from his hips to his belly and chest. She tugged at his necktie and pulled it away from his eyes to see a look of such desire and passion that she had never before seen in him. His entire body seemed to be vibrating and she could feel the energy pulsing through him. Her own body was tingling at the thought that he wanted her, and that he would soon have her. She began to untie one of his arms from the chair. "Now you can't move until I say so," she warned him.

He looked at her unbelieving. "And what happens if I do?" he asked as she toyed with the other stocking.

"Well, let's just say that you don't get any of this," she said, standing up and running her hand over her sweet bare pussy. She could see his cock twinge as she ran a finger up and down her dripping wet slit. "And Honey, I am wet and really want you inside me."

For a second he looked so pitiful torn between his need for her and his desire to please her and follow her direction. "No moving now," she said and then sat in his lap, putting her arm around his shoulder and feeling his stiff cock still wet with her saliva press up against her hip. She kissed him hungrily, feeling his heat and passion pass into her body. When she pulled her lips away, he gazed at her with such great longing.

"Holly, I love you!" he whispered, his voice hoarse and deep.

"I know, Hon," she said softly. "I love you too."

"So can I like, move now?" he asked.

"No, you have to give me a head start," she teased, getting up from his lap and standing in all her naked glory in front of him. 

He wiggled his remaining arm still tied up with her stocking. She leaned over in front of him, her breasts at his eye level, and toyed with the knot that secured his wrist to the chair. As she pulled at the loose end of the stocking, she looked at him and smiled a sweet and sexy grin. Then she tugged at the end of the stocking till it fell free of the chair arm and his wrist.

"You are now mine!" he shouted as he jumped up from the chair.

David's hands shot out and for and caught her wrists quickly. She tried backing away from him and wriggling free, but his hands had clamped around her firmly. He moved toward her, backing her down the hall toward the bedroom. She wiggled and shook her body and arms, trying to distract him enough to break free. When they reached the doorway to their room, he held her arms up over her head and pressed his naked body up against hers. His cock was rubbing on her belly and his mouth sought out hers for a hot wicked kiss. Their tongues touched and the kiss grew wild. He brought her arms down and began to back her into the room and toward the bed.

"Now that I've got you," he said. "I'm never letting you go!"

"Oh, don't hurt me, kind sir," she said with a mock frightened little voice.

"Oh, Baby, pain is the farthest thing from my mind," he said, pushing her back onto the bed.

She started to back away from him across the bed, but he took hold of an ankle and kept her near him. He climbed onto the bed and slipped his arms around her. As David moved up beside her to kiss her lips again, her hand found his stiff cock and stroked it gently. His hands caressed her breasts as a prelude to his shower of kisses. He moved his mouth down from her lips to her neck and ear lobes to her shoulders and slowly down to her firm but pliant tits. Although she was on her back, her sweet pair stood firm and round with rosy pink aureoles and erect nipples inviting his kisses. He slowly moved down to lick and kiss them, savoring the taste of her smooth soft flesh, drawing circles around each nipple, so slowly that she reached down to move her breast into his mouth. As he spent his time on each one, she began to arch her back to press her breasts into his mouth and began to move her hips slowly in a circular motion. 

As he tenderly sucked one breast and then the next, he let one hand drift down to her pussy, slipping over her mound, feeling the moist lips beg for his touch. She spread her legs to let him slip his fingers fully over her pussy, letting him lightly rub his fingers back and forth over her moist sex. Her breath came more heavily as her hips thrust her pussy up against his touch almost forcing his fingers inside her.

She surrendered to his touch and spread her legs farther so that he could move his tongue up to her sweet little pussy. A slight perfume-like aroma greeted him as he kissed and licked her pussy lips and began to touch and play with her. She had such a well-tended pussy; it was the prettiest he had ever seen, always shaven completely smooth, and always smelled so sweet. She raised her ass from the sheets and rotated her hips slightly as his tongue and fingers flicked and probed her. Her hand fell down to his head and began to pull him closer to her as she gyrated in ecstasy. He spread her lips with his fingers and licked and sucked on her clit, feeling the waves of passion roll through her body. He pressed down harder and harder onto her, burying his mouth and lips and tongue and fingers into her sweet dripping pussy. 

Then, as hard as she had once brought him closer to her, she tried to push him away, but he held his position with her hard clit beneath his tongue and three of his fingers moving inside her pussy. He felt her body tremble and shake as her thighs clamped firmly against his cheeks. Finally as her orgasm peaked and began to subside he eased back and showered her thighs and belly with kisses, running his hands up and down the silky length of her legs and letting his finger tips dance along the inside of her thighs. He would have continued with more, but she pulled at his chin to bring his face up to hers.

"I want you inside me," Holly called out with urgency in her voice. "I want you in me now."

She rolled him onto his back and stroked his cock to bring it back again to full attention. The sight alone of her pale trim luscious body hovering over him made it bigger and harder. She straddled him and slowly began to lower herself down. He used his hand to rub the head of his cock back and forth over the wet lips of her bare pussy.

"Ooh! That feels just like your tongue," she sighed heavily as she slowly eased down, taking his cock up into her hot wet pussy. Taking it all the way inside of her, she began to slowly rock up and down nearly pulling herself off of him and then easing back down in increasing frequency. Helping her to pick up the pace, he began to raise his hips up to meet her with each stroke. As they reached a nice even pace she began to arch her back, tilting her head back bracing herself by placing her hands behind her on his legs, her hair swirling about her shoulders. The sensation of her tight pussy on his upright cock was tremendous. She rode him hard and fast, letting out little screams of delight, her head tilting from side to side, and her breasts bouncing furiously in beat to their tempo. When he reached up to touch her breasts, she gasped and fell forward toward him pushing her sweet firm mounds into his hands. Their tongues went wild in a new wet wicked wrestling match. As she began to slow she collapsed fully onto his body.

"I think I'm going to come," she gasped. "But I don't want to come again just yet."

She slowly pulled her pussy up and off of his cock. He slipped out from under her and positioned her on all fours so that he could enter her from behind. The sight of the curves of her ass melding into her back was so beautiful that he paused to take in the sight. She eagerly let him enter her and they quickly found a stimulating and satisfying pace. He loved to see his long stiff cock disappear between the merging curves of her ass and legs. She tried pulling away quickly so that he almost came out of her then pushed back slowly and deeply.

"Oh, David," she sighed heavenly. "Oh, oh, oh!"

He held her hips and began to work against her harder, smacking the cheeks of her ass with his belly. Faster and faster he thrust into her, loving every move, her head bobbing, her hair a lovely red swirl, and her back arching and bucking with pleasure. When he pulled back just a bit too far, his cock popped out of her and as he pushed forward it slipped up between the cheeks of her ass, the underside rubbing against her tight little rosebud. As he rubbed his cock there, she wiggled her ass back against him. He grabbed his cock and rubbed the tip on her.

"It's okay, honey, you can have me there," she moaned softly. "You can take me anyway you want!"

Although David loved the feel of his cock in her pussy he couldn't resist the sight of his beautiful lover presenting her gorgeous ass to him. He placed his cock near her tight little rosebud and she pushed back against him gently. He was already quite wet from being in her drenched pussy, but let some spit drop to the head of his cock as it pressed against her. He held her cheeks apart and rocked his hips gently back and forth, and slowly but surely she began to take him inside her. The sensation was unearthly as her tight hot ass clamped around him. As he began to stroke his cock in and out of her, it felt like a warm hot wet hand firmly stroking his cock. She began to scream with pleasure with each stroke. When she buried her head on the pillow, he noticed her hand was slipping down to rub her clit.

"Yes, yes, yes!" she screamed. "Oh, God! Yes!"

David was nearly ready to come when he felt her wet hand slip around to fondle his balls.

"Wait a minute," he murmured. "I'm not quite ready to come yet."

He helped her up off the bed and they stood in front of the dresser facing each other. His arms slipped around her shoulders but her hand went down to his cock. She rubbed the head of it on her pussy and raised a leg up, opening herself up so that he could enter her pussy again. Face to face, he began to ease his cock in and out of her, slowly and deliberately letting her feel every part of him as it slid inside, and letting her see the effect that it had on him in his eyes. Holly reached down and grabbed his butt, pulling him into her deeper and deeper, digging her nails into his cheeks, hoping that he could see how much she loved having him here with her, so close and loving and intimate. After a few minutes, David pulled her close to him, pressing her breasts against his chest and she thought he was going to come.

"Oh, come in me, Honey!" she cried out. "I want to feel it inside me!"

"Not just yet, Baby," he said, letting his cock slip out of her. "Let's try this."

David moved her around so that she was facing the mirror of the dresser and he could enter her from behind. Holly leaned over and rested her hands on the dresser as he slowly began to ease himself back inside of her pussy. The view in the mirror for both of them was incredible; for her it was seeing him moving so sensuously behind her, each movement matched to the feeling of pleasure as his cock plunged deep inside her; for him it was the sight of her leaning forward, her breasts swaying with the flow of their passion, her face filled with desire for him and the pleasure of their lovemaking. He had her bring her legs close together and placed his outside of hers so that her pussy was drawn tighter. He placed his hands on her hips and guided her onto him as wave after wave of pleasure flowed over them. Their eyes met in the reflection in the mirror and they exchanged a long loving look of such incredible passion. At one moment she was smiling and almost laughing in enjoyment and then her eyes would close as a wave of intense sensations consumed her.




The Apartment Ch. 2



"I'm ready!" she screamed. "I'm ready!"

David was nearly ready to come as well and quickly withdrew and practically threw her onto the bed. He grabbed her by the legs and pulled her ass close to the edge of the bed and placed her legs up with the ankles at his shoulders. The sight of her long lean pale body stretched out, grabbing at him, her breasts with the rosy taut nipples bouncing in time to their sexual music sent more waves of pleasure over him.

"Oh, David!" she called out, her eyes heavy lidded and filled with desire. "Oh, Honey, I love you!"

As he looked down and saw a tremendous wave of orgasmic pleasure sweep over her, he felt it as well as her pussy clenched him tightly and he couldn't wait any longer. He quickly guided her legs down along his side and leaned forward slipping his arms down under her shoulders.

"Oh, Baby," he whispered in her ear, nibbling on the lobe. "I love you!"

As the words slipped out of his mouth he felt his cum surge up and shoot deeply inside of her. He moaned each time he felt himself cum inside her. Again and again a tremendous surge of release flowed from him as his cum shot out deeply inside her.

"Oh, Honey!" she cried out as his hard cock, now slick with his sticky cum continued to move in and out of her pussy. "Oh, David!"

Finally after several more hard thrusts, he felt completely spent and collapsed down onto the bed with her. With his cock still inside her, they scooted farther up onto the bed to catch their breath and cuddle on their sides, face to face. Both of their bodies quivered and shook as they tingled in the glow of their exhausted passion. Holly's hand stroked his cheek and chest tenderly. David's hand rubbed her shoulder and back. They looked at each other lovingly, their faces glistening with sweat and desire for each other, their legs intertwined.

"You know that I will always love you," he said, reveling in the intimate feeling of cuddling with her warm smooth body.

"I know, Hon," she replied, feeling his heart beat furiously and her own body tingle with her spent pleasure.

They kissed and held each other for several minutes, whispering little compliments and words of love to each other. Their lovemaking felt new each time they were together, and was always so intense. It had been just about a year since they had met and neither one had known that they would end up together like this, and now that they were together, how long it would last. There were times when the feelings seemed almost too intense to handle; yet there were the times like this when taking the chance seemed so worthwhile. If was as if their trust in each other was growing and their love and passion and desire for each other was determined to hold them together.

"You know what I could really go for?" he said, finally after they had lain together quietly.

"What's that, maybe some clamshell or reverse cowgirl?" she said with a smile, her fingers reaching down to grasp his cock and stroking it gently, feeling it begin to harden again. "I was thinking some more doggie, maybe."

"Well, actually I was thinking of a ham sandwich, but now that you mention it ..."

As her hand continued to work on him gently, David realized that his lunch with Holly would last well into the afternoon. But he didn't care since he would be spending the time with the woman he loved and he knew that she loved him in return.



The Apartment Ch. 3



Part 3: Here, There, And Everywhere

It was a surprisingly warm late fall afternoon. David had gotten home early and started getting dinner going while looking over the mail and checking email. When the sky began to darken, he looked through the kitchen window and saw a storm front approaching. The dark heavy clouds were foreboding and he wondered if Holly would beat the storm home. He wondered how she would be feeling following their disagreement the night before. It was just their first since moving in together, and even though they had worked it out nicely enough, he was concerned that the temporary clash of opinions might indicate other problems in the future. Just as the rain began to fall, he heard the front door open and the sound of Holly's voice call out for him. 

"Honey, you home?" she called.

"Yeah, in here," David said watching the sudden rainstorm beat against the windows and batter the patio furniture sitting on their balcony. He thought about their words last night, the feelings and the passion that generated them, and he wished for the rain to wash away any ill feelings and leave only the love and their purest desire. He decided against saying anything about their little fight the night before. "You beat the storm home, I see."

"Yeah, just in time," she said. "Ooh, look! It's pouring!"

She stepped up beside him at the window, to gaze out at the storm and watch it move though. She raised her arms and leaned forward resting her elbows up against the window frame. The look on her face was one of fascination at the power of the storm. David found her so appealing posed by the window this way, and slipped over behind her. Nestling his body up against her, he pulled her back against him. The scent of her perfume was intoxicating and he closed his eyes to draw it deep inside his nostrils.

His fingers moved up under the soft forgiving cotton of her shirt eager to reach the firm curves of her breasts. The thin material of her bra offered little resistance to the hunger of his touch and he felt her respond, her nipples stiffening eagerly as he ran his fingertips over them again and again. He pulled the flimsy cups down and away from her and touched her soft warm tender skin. He squeezed them lovingly, his fingers running back and forth over her taut nipples, and his palms cupping her firm flesh and feeling her soft silky skin.

Holly pressed her ass back against him and hummed when she felt the swelling of his cock. She tilted her head to the side and let him kiss her neck and nibble on her ear. His tongue danced up and down her neck, drawing sweet little circles and lines up and down. The rain was beating strongly against the side of the building and drumming loudly against the windowpanes.

His hands were eager to touch more of her and moved slowly downward, reaching for the button on her jeans, unfastening it and tugging the zipper down roughly. His right hand surged downward, his middle finger hot for the touch of her. Down underneath her thin little panties it plunged until it felt the warmth and wetness of her pussy. She moaned as he slipped it between her lips, looking for her clit, rubbing it gently, then savoring the moist heat of her opening, angling back and up until it found her. Rubbing all of his fingers on her firmly, cupping her silky smooth mound, he felt her spread her legs and he retrieved his hand. The rumble of thunder rolled across the hillside and echoed between the apartment buildings.

Roughly pushing her jeans down, his hands cupped the cheeks of her ass. They moved in circles around her cheeks, feeling the firm flesh, the soft skin, and the pressure as she leaned back against him. His thumbs tugged at the waistband of her thong, pulling it down over the wonderful curves of her ass. His fingers slipped down forcefully along the crack, edging past her tight anus and reaching the wet slit of her pussy. The way she pressed back against him, made it easy for two of his fingers to enter her. She gasped noticeably and could feel the increasing pace of his breath as his own excitement built. There was a flash of lightning far off in the distance.

There was no time for formalities as the storm was moving hard and fast. He pulled his cock out from his hastily opened trousers, letting it spring forward toward her, knowing how much it yearned for the touch of her sweet wet pussy. He rubbed the head back and forth along the length of her pussy. She sighed and pressed back against him again, begging silently for the feel of him inside her. He wasted little time introducing the head to her lips, to the warm wet satin of her pink pussy. Another crack of lightning and he plunged his cock deep inside her.

"Oh, David!" she sighed; her fingers gripping the window trim tightly.

They began to move in concert with the storm, hard and fast. In and out they worked together feeling the sensations rise with the tempo of the thundershower. They were both hot and quickly begin to perspire. She reached for her shirt and pulled it off over her head. His fingers quickly peeled her bra away and moved around to dine on the tender firm flesh of her fully bared breasts, and the stiff nubs of her nipples, caressing them, cupping them, and pinching them.

Like the clap of lightning, his belly slapped up against her ass as he clung to her, pulling himself into her, riding the wonderful wave of feelings that they were generating together. The rain was beating hard against the windows now, the downspouts spewing their runoff, the rain flowing in sheets across the balcony deck. She could feel the urgency of his movements now, hard and fast and furious. He dropped a hand down to finger her clit as he thrust hard and deep up inside her. 

"Oh, god, Holly!" he cried out.

The urgent clasp of his hands on her body told her that he was ready to come. No part of her body that he could reach was been spared the fury of his passion. David showered her with loving touches, passionate pinches, and furious little nibbles and kisses. And as he frantically rubbed her clit trying to bring her along with him, she felt him explode up inside her, spurt after spurt of hot cum shooting up deeply into her.

"Oh, yes!" she sighed. "Oh, yes, Honey!"

As he moved himself slowly in and out of her pussy, his fingers frigged her firmly and wildly, smacking her gently. And when he felt her surrender to the sensations erupting from inside her, he held her tightly, his hands cradling her body, feeling her tremble and shake.

"Oh, Baby!" he whispered as she feel back against him, her hands reaching back and around to his neck. "Oh, Baby, you know how much I love you!"

"Oh, yes, Honey," she replied softly, her voice soft. "I do, very much!"

And just as their lust began to pass so did the fury of the storm. The rain started to taper off and the clouds began to lighten. Yet they were still locked in a passionate embrace, his cock still buried deep inside her pussy, his arms still wrapped around her, his kisses still covering her neck and shoulders.

"How did you know I like to make love during storms?" she asked with a giggle.

"Just a lucky guess," he grinned.

"Mmm, I hope you keep these kind of guesses coming," she remarked, standing up straighter, her hand still reaching back to rub the back of his neck. "So if this is the appetizer, just what are we having for dinner?" she asked.

"Chef's surprise," he laughed.

"Mmm, yummy!" she giggled in return.

* * *

It was a week later when David got home at his normal time and found a note tucked into the crack of the front door. Opening it up, he saw a familiar light feminine curving handwriting sketched across the paper. 

"Meet me at the Library at 6 p.m. Love ya, Holly," it said. 

Smiling at the thought of meeting her anywhere, he folded it back up and looked at his watch. Less than an hour, he thought and then wasted no time in showering and shaving, thinking about the sweet young girl the entire time as he washed his body and shaved it sleek and smooth for her. They loved to read together, sitting close and yet exploring their own world inside, able to share a great passage or steal a quick kiss. He pulled on a pair of silk boxers and his favorite jeans, and topped them with the softest cotton golf shirt he owned. It fit so well, snug but not tight, showing off his broad shoulders and narrow waist and the gentle curves of his chest and stomach. He wanted so much to look good for her, because she never failed to look good to him. Before leaving the bathroom, he snuck a quick look in the mirror and had to chuckle at the smile on his face. She had a way of doing that to him.

Making it to the Library at 5:55, he hustled inside, pulled the New York Times off the newspaper rack and took a seat. He could see the entrance easily and watched and waited. Sure enough, at the top of the hour, the revolving door began to spin and Holly's tall slender figure swirled inside. A few of the others seated around looked up to watch her stroll by admiringly, and David was all eyes. She was wearing a cute little plaid skirt and a snug top in light blue, her favorite color. A sleek pair of sheer black stockings made her long legs so appealing. He couldn't resist looking her up and down as she strolled past him, carrying her book bag and purse. She wore a serious, studious look on her face though for a second he could have sworn that she shot a smiling glance his way, with those sparkling blue-green eyes of hers.

He stood up and replaced the Times and headed leisurely toward the stairs that led to the second floor. Stopping to pick up a volume of Roethke, one of his favorite modern era poets, he followed the scent of the lovely redhead along the railing and back through the stacks to their favorite spot. She had settled into one of the two chairs set along the back wall. She had opened one of her textbooks and appeared to be taking some notes on a little pad. It was a close, intimate little spot, screened off from the rest of the floor by the shelves of art history books that were rarely perused.

"Excuse me, but is this seat taken?" he asked, indicating the empty chair beside her.

"Shhh," she hissed loudly. "I'm reading."

"Sor-ry," he crabbed. "Didn't mean to disturb you."

"Shhh!" came her response.

He took the chair and scooted it closer so that it was right next to hers and sat down. Opening his selection, he thumbed through the pages stopping occasionally to read. From time to time he'd look over and see her reading intently or maybe scribbling down a note or two. When he reached a favorite piece, "I Knew A Woman," he read it through twice. When he sighed upon finishing it the second time, he heard her chuckle and looked over to see her smiling at him.

"What?" he asked surprised by her smile.

"You're just so adorable when you read," she whispered.

He reached his hand up to touch her cheek and then pulled her face toward him gently. Her lips were wet and glistening and slightly parted. He leaned over and brushed his lips up against them. They were soft and warm and he didn't want to take them away. And when he felt her tongue dart out and touch him, he felt a stirring down deep inside him.

"So," she whispered as they reluctantly broke off the kiss. "What'cha reading?"

"Some old poetry," he replied.

"Read me some," she asked, leaning over toward him.

He began to read in a quiet stage-type whisper.

"I knew a woman, lovely in her bones
When small birds sighed, she would sigh back at them;
As, when she moved, she moved more ways than one:"

As he continued to read, she leaned closer, coming to rest her head on his shoulder.

"Her several parts could keep a pure repose,
Or one hip quiver with a mobile nose
(She moved in circles, and those circles moved)."

He was so aware of her beside him, warm and close and tender, that he raced through the remaining stanza and finished nearly out of breath.

"I swear she cast a shadow white as stone.
But who would count eternity in days?
These old bones live to learn her wanton ways:
(I measure time by how a body sways)."

"Mmm, that's beautiful," she whispered dreamily.

"One of my all time favorites," he replied.

When he looked over, her face was so very close to his that he kissed her again, tenderly at first, but the warmth of her lips and the taste of her tongue bade him to pull her closer and press more firmly up against her. His hand slipped up to caress her cheek, and her neck. He pressed his tongue into her mouth tasting her fully, feeling the passion ripple through him.

Silently his hand slipped down from her cheek, his fingers falling lightly along her neck, feeling the firm rise of her chest and then down between her breasts. He could feel the warmth of her body through the soft material of her top, and could tell that a thin little sexy bra cradled her firm young breasts. As his hand cupped a breast, he could feel her nipple grow taut and stiff beneath his touch. He pinched her nipple through her clothes then let his fingers dance over to her other breast. It too greeted his hand with signs of her excitement. Their kisses were hotter and deeper now as he brought up his other hand in order to touch and caress both of her breasts.

Her own hands had found their way to his lap and were rubbing along the length of his cock, quickly making it get long and hard. She boldly tugged at his zipper and reached inside his jeans, her fingers teasing him through the soft silk of his boxers.

He dropped a hand down to her leg, enjoying the feel of her shapely thigh through the smooth sleek texture of her stocking. Her legs parted slightly when his hand eased up along her thigh, up under the hem of her skirt, up past the lacy texture of the stocking top. His fingers trembled when they reached the soft warm smooth skin of her upper thigh.

"Oh, David," she whispered in a soft voice.

He couldn't wait to bring his hand all the way up to her pussy and pressed his middle finger up against her slit. He could feel the dampness through the thin silky material of her panties. The touch of his hand on her made her spread her legs farther apart, and she turned somewhat toward him. He slipped his finger up above the waistband and then down inside her panties to touch her smooth cleanly shaven pussy. He cupped her wet mound with his hand pressing her down against the chair, feeling her begin to wiggle and move her hips with pleasure. His middle finger gently eased its way up between the lips and inside her wet pussy. Her clit eagerly greeted his thumb when he rubbed it.

"Oh, oh, oh," she moaned with a soft deep whisper.

Her hand had worked inside his boxers and her fingers were circling his cock that had now grown long and hard. She gripped it firmly and began to stroke it slightly. He wanted her so badly, that he tugged at her panties, pulling the little silky garment down and away from her precious pussy, part way down her thighs. He reached over for her hips and guided her up onto his lap. As she sat atop him, he quickly opened his jeans and pulled out his long stiff cock. He hitched her skirt up and rubbed the head of his cock along the beautiful crack of her bare ass, then guided it down toward her pussy. She leaned forward and spread herself just enough so that he could introduce the head to her wet snug pussy.

"Oh, god, David!" she said loudly, before catching herself. "Oh, god!" she whispered.

With a quick thrust his cock pushed up inside her. He felt her body quiver as he penetrated her. She began to rock her hips as he worked his cock in and out of her. She was wet and hot and slick and he couldn't believe how delicious she felt to him. His hands slipped up from her hips and under her top, savoring the soft smooth skin of her waist and belly. Up farther underneath her top they went until reaching her breasts, still nestled in the thin silky bra. Pulling the cups down and away from her breasts, he began to toy with her nipples, tweaking them, pinching them, pulling them. Her hips were moving wildly atop him now. She had dropped a hand down to finger herself while he fondled her breasts.

His thrusts were coming hard and fast and they had worked their way to the edge of the chair. Without letting him fall out of her, they tumbled down onto the floor, she on her hands and knees and him kneeling between her gorgeous legs. Pushing her skirt up again so he could take in the sight of her beautiful ass, he smacked a cheek gently with his palm.

"Oh, David!" she whispered loudly.

He couldn't believe the feel of his cock moving in and out of her sweet tight pussy as she rocked back and forth. Shamelessly he smacked her ass from time to time, feeling the quiver of pleasure flow through her. Harder and faster they began to move, letting every inch of his cock move against and press into every bit of her sweet pussy. She arched her back and tilted her head back, shaking her hair wildly. Then she began to drop down onto her elbows. He reached around and underneath her to press his fingers up against her clit.

"Oh, Baby," he said in a hoarse whisper. "Oh, Baby, I love to take you like this!"

"Oh, yes!" she answered, her own voice telling of her rising passion.

He gripped her hips now and thrust wildly into her. The pleasure of being with her in this public place so open was intense and he felt myself getting near. He smacked her ass again a couple of times seeing the red mark from his hand glow on her skin.

"Oh, Baby," he whispered hoarsely, "I'm going to come!"

"Me too, Hon!" she cried out.

With just a few more thrusts he knew that he was ready. Pushing into her as far as he could, he felt the first couple of bursts spurt up into her pussy. His heavy breath punctuated the feelings of release as he buried his cum deep inside her.

"Oh, Baby," he called out softly. "Oh, Baby!"

He could feel that she was close as well, and even as his own feelings began to subside, he kept thrusting into her, reaching around again to finger her. She reached up as well and wove her fingers together with his and together they brought her up over the same mountain he had just crossed.

"David!" she called out. "Oh, honey!"

As her shivering orgasm subsided, they slipped apart and sat for a moment on the floor, his limp damp cock laying in his lap, her top pushed up above her breasts that were still partly cradled by her bra, her panties still partway down her legs. She brushed the hair from her glistening brow and smiled.

"Roethke does it every time," he laughed.

They were back up seated in the chairs and dressed when the librarian came walking through a few minutes later.

"Is everything all right, up here?" she asked with a thin professional smile.

"Yes, we were just discussing this poem," he replied. "I hope we didn't disturb anyone."

"That's all right, I guess," she said in her official librarian voice. "Someone complained that there was some sort of commotion going on up here, like someone was fighting or something."

"Fighting? Hmm, no," Holly chipped in. "I didn't hear a thing. Did you?" Then she looked over at David, smiled and winked.

"If there was anything going on up here, it was anything but fighting," David replied.

* * *

It was getting late in the evening on a chill fall evening. Holly had gone out with some friends for dinner and drinks and David had gotten home late from work. It was the first time that he had had the apartment all to himself since they had moved in and at first he found himself feeling a bit lonely and missed his lover greatly. But after fixing dinner and getting a few odds and ends out of the way, he felt a little better knowing that she would soon be home. There wasn't much of interest on TV, so he put on some favorite old music, took a shower, wrapped himself in a long warm robe, and relaxed with a tall glass of bourbon and a book he had been meaning to read for a while. The long day and the bourbon took their toll on him and he soon fell asleep.




The Apartment Ch. 3



It was perhaps an hour later when he awoke, his neck a bit stiff. He raised his head thinking that the sound of Holly coming home had awakened him, but he couldn't hear any sound of her. He let his head fall back against the chair and easily drifted back to the memory of his dream. Yes, his dream of making love with Holly. Her legs were wrapped up around his hips; he was kissing her neck and whispering in her ear about how much he loved her. Her pussy was gripping him tightly, her fingers were raking up and down his back and he was coming deeply inside her.

As the images of his dream drifted through his mind, he realized that his body had responded as well. His hand slipped down over his belly and over his long stiff cock that lay on his belly under the robe. His hand moved under the robe and grasped himself, stroking it gently. Just the thought of being with her often got him hard and this moment was no different. He imagined that it wasn't his hand but hers, or maybe her mouth. He could clearly picture her in the room with him, her tall trim body half naked, her breasts full and firm, her warm hands and hot mouth touching him, kissing him, sucking him inside her. With each stroke of his hand and the raw sexual image of his lover in his head, he began to feel close, real close to coming. 

Suddenly he heard a sigh and looked up startled. Standing over by the hallway was Holly, dressed in just a pair of panties looking as if she had just stepped from the shower. One hand was running over her breasts, pinching her nipples lightly, while the other was down inside her panties. He nearly came on the spot at the sight of her touching herself in such a way.

"How long have you been standing there?" he asked, surprised by the sight, but not by the aroused look on her face. He kept his hand on his cock, still lightly stroking it in full view of her.

"Long enough to hear you call out my name," she replied, her hands still working over her body. "I came home and saw you sleeping and decided to take a shower, but when I came in to check on you and saw you touching yourself, it was so hot and turned me on so much!"

"Oh, Baby," he said watching as she ran her thumb over her clit and slid a couple fingers in and out of her pussy. He reached down to fondle his balls with his other hand while continuing to stroke his cock lightly. "Watching you touch yourself just made me grow another inch."

"Mmm, David," she sighed leaning up against the doorway. "I am so wet right now."

"Oh, Holly Baby," David moaned. "You look so good over there, I might not be able to control myself."

"Ooh, what are you going to do about it?"

"I want to take my hands off myself and put them on you," David replied.

"Oh, Honey, I want you to touch me."

"I want to touch you," he answered, getting up from the chair and letting his robe fall open.

"Where would you like to touch me, David?" she asked, looking at him with her eyes brimming with desire.

He stood in front of her by the doorway. "Here," he said as he reached his hands out and touched her shoulders from the neck to the curve at the end, then let them glide down her arms, letting his fingertips curl around the soft skin of her upper arms. He could feel the movement of her arms as she continued to touch herself. "There," he said as he moved his hands down farther along her arms till his fingers touched her stomach, then he eased his hands from her arms to her body, palms flat up against her, his fingers pointing up. He raised his hands up along her body, very, very slowly, feeling her body as she breathed in and out, quick short breaths, touching every part of her there. "Everywhere, Baby!"

"Are you going especially slow to torture me?" she asked, her voice thick with passion.

"Oh, yes," he whispered near her ear. "Very slowly. On purpose."

He eased his fingertips up over her breasts, savoring the feel of her soft tender skin, the firmness of her breasts. Her nipples were so very stiff by now and begging for his attention. He pulled his hands just slightly away from her body, then extended the tips of his middle fingers just enough to touch the tips of her breasts, and started to draw lazy circles around them.

"Mmm," she moaned. Her hand was simply rubbing her pussy now as she pressed her breasts toward his hands. "Oh, David."

Pressing just a little harder with each circle of her nipple, feeling them get so stiff they must ache, he pressed his other fingers lightly on her, spreading his fingers apart and letting her nipples slip between them. He squeezed them, pinching them, and pulling them a bit as he continued to move his hands in circles. Then he began to press his hands more firmly against her, his palms cupping her breasts, his fingers still teasing her nipples. He licked his lips. His tongue was wet and hot. He cupped her breasts and pushed them upward just a bit and leaned down bringing his mouth toward them, his tongue extended.

"Do you want me to kiss them?" he asked needlessly.

"Oh, yes," she sighed, arching her back to press them toward her.

"Mmm, they look so beautiful," he said seeing how the nipples and aureoles were all puckered out. He brought his tongue to her right breast, touched it tip to tip, like he had done with his fingers. Then he drew a circle around the nipple, his tongue making it very wet. He knew she could feel his breath on it as his lips closed in. David continued to tease her breasts and nipples with his tongue and lips, first the right one, then the left, and after tonguing and kissing them both lightly, he shifted back to the right one and sucked the nipple into his mouth.

"Ooh, that feels so good, Hon," she moaned, bring her hands up behind his head to hold him to her.

While he had her nipple inside his mouth, he flicked his tongue on it and then nibbled on it just a bit. She could feel him press his face forward against her, sucking her nipple deep into his mouth, his tongue rubbing firmly up against it. He nipped at it with his teeth and opened his mouth. He gently pulled on it with his teeth and let it pop back, a couple times, before kissing it tenderly again. Then he kissed his way over to the other one, kissing, tonguing, and nibbling.

"I love to play with your breasts like this," he said hungrily as he continued to kiss and lick her.

"I love it when you do, Hon," she said nearly out of breath. "I am so turned on!"

"I am too," David replied as he nibbled at her hungrily. "And I love to turn you on."

He began to kiss his way up to her neck, kissing and licking her there, working around to her ear, then over to her mouth. They brushed their lips together and teased each other's tongue.

"You always know how to turn me on, David," Holly sighed deeply, holding his face in her hands. "You always have even for an old guy."

"What?" he said pulling away for a moment. "What was that?"

"Nothing," she giggled. "I was just teasing you."

"Are you calling me an old man?"

"Uh huh," she said, sticking her tongue out. "What of it? You are, after all."

"Well then, if that's the way you feel, I may have to put you over my knee and spank your butt."

"Mmm, I'd like that, you know," she laughed.

"I know you keep saying that, but I guess we'll have to see for real how much you like it."

"I was only kidding with you," she chuckled.

"But I'm not now," David replied, slipping out of his robe and taking a seat on the sofa. "All right then, pull down those panties, and assume the position, young lady."

"Mmm, yes sir," she giggled, her fingers fiddling with the waistband of her panties.

"You realize that when you make jokes about me being an old guy that you give me no choice but to spank you."

"But it's so much fun to play around with you," she laughed, her fingers tugging her panties down just a bit.

"I'm sure it is, but we'll see how you feel after you get your behind spanked," David said, rubbing his hands together. "You think you can say just anything and get away with it?"

"Yep," she chuckled. "Besides, I've told you that I have this thing about older men, and it's never bothered you before."

"Of course not," David replied. "But even a young-at-heart old man has his limits."

"So, wait a minute," she said smartly, pulling her panties back up. "Does this mean I get out of the spanking since you're admitting to being an old man?"

"Not at all, because I'm not an old man. My father is an old man. I'm just very, um, experienced. And any more outbursts like that and I'll have to add some swats. Now come on, quit your grinning and drop your linen."

"Mmm, I guess I'll have to be more careful then," she said, pulling her panties down over the flare of her hips.

She could see his eyes watching her closely and the effect she was having on him. His cock was still pretty stiff and poked up from his lap appetizingly. She licked her lips and when the panties began to pull away from her pussy, she turned around before bending over and pulling them down the rest of the way. She made sure her legs were spread apart slightly and looked back to see him staring intently at the sight of her pussy peeking at him between the split of her legs. She drew her hand up between her legs and ran a finger back over her slit so that he could see it. She turned back around a licked the wet finger.

"Yes, you had better be more careful," he said as she came over to him and lay down across his lap, his hard-on pressing up against her belly. When he ran his hand over the cheeks of her ass, letting his fingertips graze close to her pussy, she wiggled a bit with excitement. "Hey, now stop that wiggling down there, young lady."

"Oh, sorry," she said in an innocent little girl voice.

"Let's see, accusing me of being an old man is a serious offense," David said, still rubbing his hand over the sweet firm cheeks of her ass. "I think that's worth about twenty swats." 

"Twenty?" she protested sweetly. "That's just being mean."

"Well," he said thinking over her sweet appeal. "I might give you an opportunity to lessen your sentence if you appeal for clemency."

"That would be very nice of you," she said, shifting her hips a little to take advantage of the touch of his hand.

"Mmm, nice butt, by the way," David said, his hand wandering up to the small of her back and then down over the soft skin of her thighs.

"Thank you."

"So what do you propose young lady?"

"How about, if I get down on my knees and suck your big old cock, er, your big hard cock and you let me off with ten?"

"Hmm, you make a most appealing offer ..." he said thoughtfully, ignoring her teasing little comment.

"So, is it good enough?"

"But I would have to complete the spanking first," he stated, his fingertips grazing lightly over the exposed folds of her pussy. "I don't want you trying to distract me from your punishment."

"I understand."

"Hmm, but now as I rub your butt all over, I notice a telltale trace of wetness between your legs. This sort of thing doesn't turn you on does it? Remember, honesty is the best policy."

"Oh, yes, a little," she said, trying not to laugh. "Is that bad?"

"Not at all, so long as you admit it," he said, trying to keep his voice sounding firm and strict. "All right then, it's a deal."

"Goody," she squealed.

"I'll give you an option here, we can start light and work up to hard smacks or we can start hard and ease down to light," he said. "What's your pleasure?"

"Start hard," she cooed.

"Very well," he said rubbing her butt firmly. "I'm ready, are you?"

"Oh, yes."

"All right then," he said lifting his hand up from her butt. He waved it about in the air like a baseball pitcher winds up before throwing, and then brought it down firmly against her butt making a loud smacking sound.

"Mmm," Holly moaned. "Mmm!"

He raised his hand and brought it down a second, third and fourth time, careful to alternate between her cheeks, but still hard enough to make a solid smacking sound and raise a little pinkness on her skin. She flinched each time his palm contacted her butt and felt the wonderful sensations flow from her butt up through her body. The touch of his hand made her tingle with delight and arousal.

"Ooh," she sighed.

David brought his hand down but instead of spanking her, he began to rub her gently. She wiggled a bit as he touched her. He could feel the warmth in her skin where he had smacked her. When his fingers drifted near her pussy he could tell that she was wetter than before. He ran his fingertips lightly up and down the exposed slit of her pussy and then raised them up to his mouth for a lick.

"Hmm, you seem to be enjoying this a bit more than you should," he chided her.

"I told you that I liked getting spanked," she giggled.

"I appreciate your honesty," he laughed. "And I notice that your wetness is growing a little more."

"Yes," she sighed. "Is that acceptable?"

"Hmm, I guess so, given the current state of your arousal."

"Oh, Hon," Holly moaned, "I'm so turned on!"

"We'll see about that," David replied, and quickly raised his hand and lowered it twice more, counting aloud, "Five! Six!"

Holly's flinching increased with each smack and so he rubbed her again. "Oh, Baby, your butt looks so sweet," he remarked as he continued to rub her ass. This time as his fingertips neared her pussy, he began to finger her opening and rub her clit lightly. He leaned over and managed to kiss her on the cheek of her ass.

"Yes, honey," she said squirming beneath his touch and kiss. "Oh, yes!"

He withdrew his fingers from her pussy and raised his hand again, then brought it down a little lower on her butt this time, his fingertips smacking against her pussy, stinging her wet lips.

"Seven!" he called out.

"Ahh!" she cried out.

"Eight!" he counted aloud as his hand spanked against her butt again. He rubbed her ass more vigorously since both of her cheeks were reddened and quite warm to the touch. He rubbed her warm flesh lovingly, his fingers bravely entering her pussy and his thumb rubbing firmly on her hard little clit.

"Mmm, I like when you do that," Holly moaned. 

Her body writhed and wiggled as he touched her, his fingers sliding in and out of her wet pussy. His other hand had roamed over her back, rubbing her and caressing her back. He slipped it up and underneath her to cup her breast. Her nipple was as stiff as he could ever remember and she flinched again when he squeezed, even as gently as he did.

"Oh, my, dear girl," he whispered, leaning over her. "You are getting very wet, Holly."

"Well, I'm very turned on," she replied, biting her lip as his fingers slid in and out her harder and faster. "Oh, Hon, I'm going to come if you keep that up."

"But I'm almost finished, Baby," he said, pulling his fingers from her pussy, and rubbing it gently. "Are you ready?"

"Oh, yes, Hon!"

"Are you sure?"

"Quit teasing me, ok?"

"All right, then," David said, raising his hand up. He brought it down again twice, calling out each smack. "Nine! Ten!"

He half expected her to jump off his lap but she remained there, letting his fingers play with her a little longer. Holly wiggled her body in response to his touch, noting the feel of his semi-rigid cock pressing up against her stomach. When he slipped his fingers from her pussy and raised them to his mouth, she eased off his lap and knelt on the floor beside him. She spread his legs and knelt between them, her lips made light soft kisses trailing down his chest, his abdomen and his belly until finally she was kissing all around his cock without putting her lips on it. He leaned back into the sofa and she felt his hips arching, letting her know exactly what he wanted. She smiled, loving every minute that gave him pleasure. 

"Mmm, David," she whispered softly before her mouth engulfed his cock, slowly drawing him into her warm moist mouth. She slowly started swirling her tongue around and sucking lightly while her fingers teased his balls and between the cheeks of his ass.

David's head sank back deeply into the plush stuffing of the sofa as Holly took him into her hot wet mouth. It felt as if her lips and tongue were all over his cock while her hands moved all over his body, his balls and ass, his thighs and belly, even up to his chest and shoulders. So many times with other lovers, this kind of foreplay was only a brief diversion on the way to something else. But as she kissed and licked and sucked his cock and her hands played with the rest of his body, he didn't want her to stop. He tried to say something to her, but only a series of deep animal-like grunts and moans came from his mouth. 

It felt as if he was completely under her power as she took him deeper and deeper into her mouth. His body responded to her every touch and kiss; his hips rocked in time with her rhythm and his breathing came fast and shallow and hot. David glanced down and smiled when he saw how she moved, her body wiggling side to side, her head bobbing up and down, and her arms and hands caressing his throbbing body. Then she slowly, very slowly raised her head up the entire length of his cock, dragging her teeth gently over the head until it popped out. She took it lovingly in her hand, stroking it gently but firmly as she ran her tongue up and down the underside, twirled the tip around the head, and then let it dance back down to lick his balls. She kissed them, took each one into her mouth, and then nipped at them playfully. 

"So is this worth giving up ten swats on my butt?" Holly giggled. "From what I can tell, you seem to be real glad about our bargain." 

"Oh, yes," David sighed, barely able to get the words out of his mouth. He reached down with both hands to caress her cheeks as she continued to lick his cock up and down. He wove his fingers into her silky hair, and then let them trail away down to her neck and onto her shoulders. 

She rose up just a bit so that he could reach down to touch her breasts and tweak her nipples. She dragged her lips up the entire length of his cock and flicked her tongue on the underside of the head. Smiling devilishly for a moment, she then took him inside her again and began to work her hot wet mouth up and down, faster and faster. Although only her mouth touched his cock, it felt as if she were making love to him with her entire body the way her hands touched him and her body rubbed up against his. 

Finally when he felt his balls begin to tighten up against his body, he reached down to take her sweet face in his hands. He didn't want to cum yet, so he pulled her up for a long deep wet kiss. There was the slight salty taste of precum on her lips and as they kissed she pressed her naked body against his. He ran his hands all over her body now, her breasts and shoulders and back. His fingers circled the sweet warm freshly spanked cheeks of her ass. He cupped them tightly, his nails digging in slightly, holding her close to him. He sat up so that she was perched on his lap. 

"So now that you have me all hot and bothered," he whispered as he nipped at her ear lobe. "What do you think we should about it?"

"I know what I'd like to do with it," Holly answered, rocking her hips back and forth to rub against him.

"What would you like to do with it?" David asked.

"I want you to put it in me, Hon," she moaned. "I want you so much to take me anyway you want."

"Mmm, I am right there with you on that one, Baby," he replied. "After teasing you all night, I could really get into taking you hard and fast."

"Would you?" she asked, almost demandingly.

"Baby, you know I can't ever say no to you," David replied, pressing forward to kiss her strongly and firmly. 

As he leaned forward, she slipped off his lap and began to rise, pulling him up from the sofa with her. He took her hands in his, holding her arms out to the side so that he could keep giving her his hot passionate kisses. Holly began to back up as he kept pressing forward until they reached the stretch of bare wall by the hallway. She worked her hands free from his grip and spun around. When she arched her back and stuck out her ass, David grabbed her wrists and raised her arms up over her head, pinning her against the wall.




The Apartment Ch. 3



"Oh, David, I want you inside me so much," she moaned loudly. "Take me, please!"

David guided his cock toward the split of her ass, the stiff head of his cock quick to rub against the wet folds of her pussy. Rocking his hips, he dragged his cock back and forth over her slit. He let go of one of her wrists and reached down to guide his long stiff member to her sweet wet opening. She was so hot and wet that when he pushed forward, she thrust her hips back and his cock worked inside her nearly all the way.

"Oh, yes, Hon," she sighed. "Oh, fuck me hard and fast!"

David began to rock his hips back and forth, working his cock deeper and deeper inside her. The feeling inside her was so intense, her tight wet pussy felt so smooth and snug around him that a wave of wild sensations radiated from deep in his belly. He began to nibble on her neck and shoulders as he drove his cock into her harder and faster.

"Oh, Baby," he moaned as the sensations continued to flow through his body. He let go of her other wrist, but she didn't struggle, choosing to lean up against the wall, while he held her body tightly with both arms wrapped around her. Her butt pressed back against his belly as his cock slid in and out, harder and harder and harder. David slipped one hand down to finger her clit and thought she was going to explode at the first sign of his touch. "You like that, Baby?"

"Oh, yes!" she cried.

David pounded her pussy as fast as he could, wildly and madly thrusting against her, both of their bodies dripping with the sweaty heat of their desire. When his cock slipped out of her, he took hold of it and smacked it against your pussy a couple of times before sticking it back in.

"Mmm, David!" she screamed as her body trembled and shook. "Oh, David! Oh! Oh! Oh!"

He could feel her pussy tighten around him as she came and it pulled him along with her. He thrust up deep inside her, feeling the cum surge up from deep inside him. With a few long hard strokes he came, his cock growing slicker with each thrust, and he panted out of control, holding fast to her, kissing her and nibbling on her shoulder. There was a tingling, trembling feeling inside him that he could feel in her body as well, as he held her tightly. 

When his spent cock slipped out of her, she turned and they fell into a long sweet embrace. Almost as if dancing, they made their way down the hall and fell into bed together, pulling the cover up over their naked bodies. Their arms became wrapped around each other, their legs intertwined, and their lips met in a deep wet kiss.

"My god, I love making love to you," he panted as his hand caressed her face. "Whether it's long and slow, or hard and fast, I have never known a lover like you before."

"Well, what we have is pretty special," she replied.

"I feel so lucky to be with you," he whispered.

"Me too, Hon. Me too!"




The Apartment Ch. 4



Part 4: The Halloween Party

"How's this for a theme: 'When Worlds Collide' ... what do you think, Baby?"

"I think it'll be awesome!" Holly exclaimed as she sat with David talking over their plan for their Halloween party. It would be the first big thing they had planned, bringing together his friends and hers, along with some of their work friends.

"I know that Halloween is your favorite holiday, so this should be great fun," he added. "I've got the clubhouse reserved and John's band has agreed to play."

"They don't just play old people's music do they?" she asked, tossing back her head of shoulder length chestnut-colored hair, her greenish eyes teasing him.

"Now you do remember what happened the last time you joked about my age?" he said, remembering the image of her body naked and bent over his lap while he spanked her sweet firm ass. 

"Mmm, yes I do, and it was wonderful!" she laughed.

He reached over to her and took her into his arms, pulling her close enough for a kiss. "I don't know what I'm going to do about disciplining you, but I swear I will come up with something."

"And what will you do if it's something that turns me on?"

"Spend the rest of my life turning you on, I guess."

"I'd love that, Honey," she said sweetly.

"And so would I, I'm sure," David said. He hugged her close to him and kissed her again, brushing his lips on her soft warm and wet ones. He loved the taste of her. "So what do you want to go as?"

"Well, I have this really cool thing that I designed myself and it works really well as a couple thing too," Holly said. "You can go as a vampire and I can go as your victim."

"Mmm, as long as I get to nibble on your neck all night, that would be cool."

"Actually, I'll be wanting you to nibble on something else," she said, teasing him by poking the tip of her tongue out between her teeth.

***

The following week, they figured out what they needed for decorations and took a trip to the big Halloween specialty store not far away. They went crazy wandering the aisles, finding all sorts of weird and creepy stuff to decorate the clubhouse. Even though they knew how they were going to dress, they played around looking at costumes. David paused for a moment and looked at his lover. She was so young and alive and always looked so sexy to him. She was wearing an awesome pair of tall boots on that came almost to her knees, black stockings and a short pleated woolen skirt. Her black leather jacket parted enough to show off her pastel cashmere sweater and the wonderful curves of her breasts. And as she tilted her head, her long dark red hair, a lovely shade of chestnut fell over her shoulder, making him sigh with desire.

"Oh, I could see you in this one," Holly called out, holding up a Tarzan costume.

"Well, I have been working out a lot lately," David replied, assuming a weight-lifter stance and flexing his muscles. "Your guy friends won't get jealous or anything, will they?"

"They already are, Honey," she laughed and continued browsing through the rack of men's costumes. She glanced back at him as he continued looking through the women's costumes. His sandy brown hair was still streaked blond from the time he spent outside during the summer. His tall slender frame nicely filled out the faded jeans and the warm denim shirt he wore. The well-worn brown leather bomber jacket added nicely to his look. He wasn't the most handsome guy she had ever been with, but there was a quiet confidence about him, a surety of who he was and where he was going that she found irresistible. And she always melted when he looked at her and she saw the intense loving feelings in his green eyes. The fact that he was so much older than her mattered little to her now; it simply felt so right for them to be together.

"Uh-oh," David remarked loudly, pulling one from the rack. "Oh, Baby! This is you! Absolutely!"

"What?" Holly asked, looking over.

"I can definitely see you in this!" he exclaimed, holding up a skimpy French Maid costume.

"Figures," she said with a fake tone of disgust coloring her voice. "You just like the idea of seeing me half naked."

"Actually," David said, hanging it back up and stepping up beside her. "I am quite fond of the idea of seeing you completely naked."

"And I like being naked with you, Hon," she said, accepting his little kiss on her cheek. "But look, I have all the other makeup, we need to find you some vamp teeth."

Looking through the store's wide selection, they found a scary set that fit his mouth perfectly. He couldn't resist wearing them and trying out scary voices on unsuspecting customers. After working through the checkout line, they toted their purchases out to the car. A chill breeze was blowing, but as David held the door open for her, he looped his arm around the waist of her leather jacket and pulled her body toward him before she could slip into the car. He gave her a long deep wet kiss.

"I love you, Baby," he said softly, his voice rising just above the whistle of the wind. "And I can't wait to get you home."

"And do what?" she teased.

"Oh, I don't know," he said blankly. "Play a game of Parcheesi or maybe checkers."

"Only if it's strip checkers," she laughed, gripping the cheeks of his ass and pulling his hips toward her. "And I will beat your ass. What do you say?"

"I say, what are we doing freezing our asses off in this damn parking lot," he answered, releasing his hug a bit. "Let's go, Baby!"

As they motored toward their apartment, Holly couldn't resist pulling out some of the stuff to check it out. She was like a kid at Christmas, talking excitedly about each thing, what she liked about it and where it would be best to hang or display it. David smiled at her joy, and knowing that they would be sharing this holiday together made it more special.

"I can't wait," she giggled. "This will be so much fun."

"Well, I want to make as many of your dreams come true as I can," he said.

"And you have," she replied, putting the bags away and taking his hand. "One by one."

"So tell me," he asked. "Are there any other deep dark fantasies that you have lurking in that freaky mind of yours that you haven't told me about?"

"There's still a few," she replied. "But you don't want to know them."

"Sure I do," he answered. "Tell me."

"Oh, I don't think so," she protested. "You'd think that they were too weird."

"Try me. You never know, it might be one of mine."

"I'm not so sure about that," Holly said hesitantly. "I'm kind of a freak and I've shared more with you than just about anybody else, but you'd think this was really bizarre."

"Come on, Baby, you can tell me," David said. "Really. I won't laugh and I won't be grossed out or anything. Tell me."

"Well," she said reluctantly. "What about a graveyard?"

"What about them?"

"What about doing it in a graveyard?"

"Hmm, let's see," he said trying to fill in the image growing in his mind. "You and me on a dark windy night, your skirt up to your hips, your panties down to your knees, pressing your soft warm body up against a cold hard gravestone." David glanced over at her while he drove. He had seen the look on her face before, a deep look of desire and longing.

"Mmm, that would be so hot," Holly said, the image fixing in her brain.

"Yes, it would be," David added. "Of course being with you anywhere is hot to me."

"Better take it easy, old man," she said, her hand slipping over to check if anything was growing in his lap. And there was. "If you turn me on enough I just might just make you live that one out."

"Like I would complain," David said, looking over at her closely, seeing the rosy blush on her cheeks and the dreamy look glow in her eyes. All it took was a look from her to fill him with desire. His hand slipped from the gearshift to her thigh, settling just below the hem of her short pleated woolen skirt. 

The soft silky feel of her leg through the stocking delighted his touch. He knew that on the way home, not far from the apartment was the Grand Oaks Cemetery. It was chilly this evening, but perhaps not so cold that ... he hesitated to finish the thought. 

"Mmm, David," she moaned softly as his hand eased up underneath her skirt, flirting with the lace top of her stocking. "Are you sure you want to do that?"

"Yes I am," he remarked. "And I'm sure about this." He slowed and pulled into the approach to the cemetery. As the headlights flashed on the open gates and caught the shadows of the first headstones, he felt her hand grip him firmly.

"Oh, my god!" Holly exclaimed with a squeal, the blush on her cheeks growing deeper. "I didn't think you'd ... I mean, you don't have to ... are you sure about this?"

David didn't say a word, but doused the headlights as he turned through a short curve in the roadway and pulled to a stop. He leaned over to her, placed his hand on her chin and turned her face toward his. He placed another kiss upon her lips, a deep penetrating kiss that told her of his teeming desire for her. "Baby, you know that I'd do anything to make you happy. If it turns you on, it turns me on, all right?"

"Are you sure?" she asked softly. "I didn't mean that we had to do it tonight or anything."

"I know. But we're here and I want you too. So come on! Let's go!" was his reply and he climbed out of the car. David opened up the passenger door and reached inside for her. Holly seemed tentative in her reaction as he took her arm and helped her out.

"I can't believe we're doing this," she cried, taking his hand as they ran from the car and raced among the headstones and markers. 

David slowed and gathered her up in his arms. The breeze filtering through the trees was chill, but they were protected in the shadow of a mausoleum and his hands found her body warm underneath her leather jacket. With one hand around her waist and the other reaching up to her cheek, he bent forward and kissed her full on the lips, his tongue penetrating her mouth, reaching out to wrestle with hers. Holly reached around him and pulled his body to her. Wrapping her arms around his shoulders, she felt herself opening up to him, surrendering to the passion of the moment. He felt warm to her, a heat that penetrated deeply into her and raised the temperature of her desire for him.

"Oh, Honey," she called out. "I want you ... so much ... right now!"

David advanced toward her and, almost as if dancing an exotic needful tango, they backed up toward the cold stone building. His hands edged along the opening of her jacket and then pushing up underneath her sweater. His fingers felt just the slightest bit cold to her as they glided along her warm tender flesh. Darting up higher they danced over her breasts, teasing her nipples through the thin lace of her bra. She wanted to feel his unobstructed touch so badly that she almost wished she hadn't worn one. His cool fingers pulled at the cups just enough to be able to touch her taut nipples, rubbing back and forth over them, pinching them gently, and pulling at them tenderly. Their wet kisses became frantic, full of tongue and heated movement.

Holly's hands reached down along his body, feeling the urgency of his body, his muscles tensed up, his flesh vibrating with excitement. She felt the stiffness of his cock through the coarse fabric of his jeans. She rubbed her hands over his belly, his crotch, and his thighs, capturing his response to her touch circling over his yearning body. Tugging at his zipper, she managed to pull it down enough to slip a hand inside and feel his warm body through the silk of his boxers. Just as her long fingers curled around the shaft of his cock, he started to stoop down, pausing for a few moments to tease the warm exposed flesh of her body with his kisses.

As he knelt between her legs, she felt his hands move up underneath her skirt, following her legs up past the stocking tops, over the soft sweet skin of her thighs, until they reached the thin panel of lace that barely covered her pussy. After lightly rubbing across her, they continued upward, pushing her skirt up so that he could bring his face closer to her. She felt the warmth of his breath upon her body then the dampness of his kiss on her pussy, adding to her own that had been building. His tongue glided up and down along her lace-covered slit, and she spread her legs a bit farther and thrust her hips outward against him. He pulled the panties to the side of her damp folds and pressed forward against her, his warm lips and tongue thrilling her, sending chills up and down her spine.

David moved his tongue up and down along her, tasting her excitement, letting the tip press up inside her for a moment, then dance up around and around her clit, then dart up and down quickly her complete length. As he pressed forward lifting her skirt up and out of his way, he pressed the cheeks of her ass against the cold stone of the building. The mere chilling touch sent a huge shiver through her body. The heat of his passion warmed her greatly, making the shock of the cold stone an exciting contrast. She raised a leg up and hooked it over his shoulder, opening herself wider for him, urging him to continue. Her wetness flowed over his chin and dripped down onto her thigh sending another chill through her. His tongue continued to work his magic on her bringing her close to begging for him. As a shuddering climax echoed through her, she reached down for his face and pulled him up, kissing away the cool musky scented moisture on his lips and chin.

Holly then sank to her own knees and he turned around to lean back against the wall of the stone mausoleum. She pulled his jeans open and reached inside his boxers for his cock, now nearly fully erect. Wasting no time, she took it eagerly into her mouth, feeling him flinch and gasp as she fully enveloped the head and flicked her tongue around and around it. Wrapping her long fingers around the shaft, she worked her hot mouth on the very end of him, making sure to drag her teeth over it as she pulled away. Licking and kissing every part of him, she felt him quickly grow as stiff as she had ever seen. The heat and hardness of his member made her want him all the more. She stood up and keeping her hand on him, slipped into his waiting arms. 

David reached down under her skirt and quickly worked her panties down and away from her pussy. He suddenly spun her around and pressed her up against the wall. Working his cock between the cheeks of her ass, the head found the heat and wetness of her pussy and pressed forward. At first it was just the very tip that entered her. In and out, slowly and surely, he began to push farther into her until he finally buried his entire length inside her.

She raised her arms upward to brace herself as he began to plunge deeply inside her. Hard and fast he began to work inside her. His hands reached up again, pushing her sweater up and finding her nipples as stiff as pebbles. He pulled on them more firmly than before and felt her body quiver with pleasure.

"Oh, David," she called out, unable to control the way her hips pushed back against his thrusting. "Oh, yes, Honey!"

In the scattering light of the moon and stars, they pressed up against the wall, locked in their hot passionate loving embrace. The intense feelings kept building inside them both and they ground their bodies together seeking the release that would flood them with pleasure. Harder and faster they pushed and pulled. David felt her body tremble when he dragged his fingers across her clit while his other hand kept touching and teasing her breasts. Then he pulled her away from the building and back with him falling to the ground and rolling over until Holly was laying on her back atop a large gravestone that was flush with the ground. He knelt between her legs and let his long stiff cock point toward her open wet pussy. He lowered his hips until they met hers and his cock began to contact the folds of her sex.

"Oh, Baby, I love you so much!" he said as he felt the head push up inside her wet smooth warmth.

"Oh, yeah, Honey!" she replied, spreading her legs and reaching down to grab his ass and pull his hips toward her. "Oh, I love you too, Hon!"

He worked the thick head in and out of her opening, feeling her grow wetter and slicker, feeling her push against him, trying to increase the intense sensations that were making her body tremble with a surging passion. With each push, each plunge, and each thrust David moved deeper inside Holly. Her body was pressed down onto the cold stone, the lush cheeks of her ass flattened against the weathered surface of the granite. The chill of the stone sent dark tingles of pleasure through her, making her writhe and wriggle with a wild uncontrolled spirit that urged her lover on. Sensing how aroused Holly had become, David's movement atop her grew with an equal will; the shared energy was multiplying and they grasped at each other with a mad passion that was consuming them.

"Oh, god, Holly," David cried out as he thrust harder and harder. 

His hands reached under and around her shoulders, clutching at her, gripping her with a strength she had never before felt from him. There was a blanket of stars twinkling above them, obscured by occasional clouds passing overhead, but they were both so caught up by passion of their lovemaking that they hardly noticed. Making love on the ground, protected from the wind by the mausoleum, they thrashed about, letting each thrust push them higher until they were ready to come. Holly dug the heels of her boots into the ground and pushed up wildly as his movements came harder and faster and stronger.

"Oh, David! I'm almost there!" Holly cried out loudly.

"Me too, Baby!" David responded hoarsely, feeling his own peak near.

As Holly began to feel her passion crest, she dug her nails into the leather of his jacket. Her mouth found the warmth of his neck, and without being completely aware, she nipped firmly, not enough to draw blood, but sufficient to send a bolt of energy through him. With a flurry of strong heavy thrusts, he pounded her sweet body until his own climax exploded, sending his hot cum shooting up deep inside her body. As soon as she felt his cum spurt inside her, Holly hugged her lover and kissed his neck.

"Oh, David, honey!" she whispered in his ear as he continued to work his slick cock in and out of her. "I love you so much!"

It was several moments until he slowed down to a stop and began to catch his breath. His body was trembling greatly as he lay atop her, nestled between the spread of her legs.

"Whoa, I don't know what got into me," he said softly, almost apologetically. "Are you okay?"

"I'm just great, Hon," she replied. "That was almost too intense. I had no idea ..."

"Me neither," he replied, giving Holly a great hug and a long deep wet kiss. "I love you, Baby!"

"Mmm, David," she said, holding him close for a few moments longer.

"Think we should be going though? It's getting late," David said. "I need to get you home and warm you up."

"Not that I'm not already warmed up," she giggled. "But maybe a long hot shower with you and some hot tea will help."

"I like the sound of that," David answered.

With another kiss, they separated, pulled their clothes together and stood up, linking arms.

"Well, I hope that old Elwood here doesn't mind," David cracked looking down and reading the name on the headstone.

"Probably the most action he's been part of since what, October 21, 1939," Holly added with a nervous chuckle.

They walked through the cemetery toward the car arm in arm. When David held the door open for her, Holly paused before slipping inside.

"Thank you, honey," she said softly, reaching up to touch his cheek. "That was so hot!"

"Anything for you, Babe," he replied, kissing her tenderly before she got inside the car. With the images of their wild graveyard tryst still fresh, they began to talk about their plans for the party that just a few days away. They were both excited and looking forward to the event, wondering how it would turn out. David knew that anything they did together would be fun and exciting. It always had been. He took her hand and squeezed it tightly.




The Apartment Ch. 4



***

It was well after ten o'clock on the Saturday before Halloween and the clubhouse ballroom was hot and jumping.

"I don't know about you, but I think we'd better watch out," David warned.

"Why?" Holly asked, wondering.

"Because I think that Ronald Reagan is trying to put the make on Tinkerbell," he said, gesturing toward his old friend Jeff MacFarland who was trying his best to put a smile on the face of one of Holly's cuter girlfriends.

"I don't think we have much to worry about," Holly laughed. "She can easily handle the best he's got to offer."

As they stood together surveying the scene, a smile came across both faces. The clubhouse ballroom looked terrific decked out in a haunted house theme, with plenty of skeletons and cobwebs and scary sound effects. The band had warmed up quickly in their first set and got almost everybody up and dancing by the third tune. And there was such a mix of people, from Holly's workplace and school, from David's workplace, and of course so many of their friends. And they were surprised at how well every one seemed to get along. Perhaps it was because everyone was in costume, but there seemed to be much more mixing between the different groups, which made them both happy.

"So who's costume do you like the best?" David asked.

"There's some good ones. I like the girl from your office who came as the massacred Girl Scout. And the guy in the toilet is pretty wild," Holly laughed.

"Oh, Greg's Turd In A Toilet costume?" David laughed. "He's done that before a few years ago. Just watch out for the stink bombs he brought along. I'm kind of partial to Mark's tube of Preparation H costume, although your girl friends in the French Maid and Morticia Addams costumes are right up there." Holly smacked at him good naturedly, but he could see that she was giving him a look, a special look. "But the best one by far, is yours," he said, looping his arm around her waist and pulling her close. "You are the prettiest vampire victim I have ever seen in my life!"

And she did look gorgeous in a horror movie way, the filmy black flowing gown, cinched at the waist with a sash made from a black velvet ribbon, contrasting with her pale white makeup and the bite mark and dried blood on her neck. Of course, dressed as a vampire in an old tuxedo with Holly's special makeup design, his hair slicked back and his complexion pale and drawn, David was feeling pretty dapper in a gothic yet romantic sort of way. And when they had ended their first dance together earlier he couldn't resist the urge of dipping her back down low and faking a bite on her neck appropriately.

"So are you guys really going to play tonight?" asked Chuck, one of David's old friends, coming up behind them. "Donny said you guys were gonna jam."

"Yeah, I think so," David answered. "Maybe just a few tunes. We haven't played together in years." He thought about just how long it had been since they had done a gig. Too many years perhaps, but all the guys were here and his good buddy John had no problem with them taking over for a while.

"That will be great," Chuck said. "Looking forward to it."

"So am I, since Holly hasn't heard me play except on CD," David said, giving her waist a little squeeze. They watched together as Chuck wandered off.

"Well, we should be mingling, Honey," Holly reminded him. "Do you want to check at the bar and make sure that he's all set?"

"No problem, Baby," David said, pulling her to him for a quick little kiss. "See you around in a bit for the costume contest?"

Holly smiled and quickly joined some friends while David checked on the bartender. He spent the better part of an hour going around the room greeting and talking with friends, eventually hooking up with a couple of his buddies from work. He looked over and caught sight of Holly chatting with a group of her friends. She turned toward him and smiled warmly. Even as they partied at opposite ends of the hall, they were never far from each other's sight, and the looks they exchanged told anyone there how they felt about being together. As he stood and listened to his friends tell some favorite new jokes, the band hit up a great tune and he felt a hand reach out from nowhere and grab him.

"I wanna dance to this," Holly said, pulling him toward the dance floor. David smiled when he noticed that several of his friends were dancing with her friends. He checked out the band as John hammered his piano and the guitarist Rich cranked out a great rhythm. But when Holly pulled him up and took his hands to dance, he forgot all about the others and filled his eyes with the look of her. It was a fast but easily danceable tune and he loved seeing the joy in her face as they began to move together. The way she moved her arms and shifted her body drew his attention. But the way she laughed as they moved and spun around warmed him deeply. The other guests must have been inspired as well and the dance floor was soon crowded. After another tune or two, she pulled him close and kissed him on the cheek.

"Now this is what I call a party," she laughed.

They took a breather and grabbed a cold drink and a shared few minutes together arm in arm. But soon they were separated and David found himself cornered with some of his old buddies. All of them agreed that it was a great party and how glad they were about coming. They had asked him about which of her girlfriends were available and he pointed them out.

"So how'd you meet her, Davey?" asked George. "She is gorgeous, too much for the likes of you!"

"Don't be jealous, man," chided Greg. "Our old friend is as deserving of her attentions as the next guy. And since I'm the next guy in line, I can't wait."

"So tell, me man, what is it like with her?" asked Ritchie.

"What do you mean?"

"You know, what's it like to have a hot twenty-year-old college girl?"

"Oh, come on! I'm not going to tell you that," David protested. "Don't you remember college?"

"Yeah, but I was the nerd, remember? But really, you can tell us," Ritchie persisted. "We're buddies right? It's got to be wild to be hanging with a hot young babe like that. So what's she like, you know, in the sack?"

"Come on guys, nothing personal, but that's not something I want to talk about," David remarked. "I never asked you about what it's like to be with Helen, did I?"

"But it's been years since Helen looked like that or could fuck like that one must be able to," Ritchie said.

"Hey, watch it, man," Greg said. "Our brother here is in love with the real thing. We should be supporting him."

"Yeah and handing him some Viagra too!" George chimed in. "But all joking aside, it must be a challenge to be with a girl like her twenty-four-seven."

"Bring on the challenges," David said. "But it can really be hard sometimes, because she is so young. She thinks that she's so hip and with-it, when she's really so naïve about many things. We all remember what it was like to be twenty-two. You think you know everything, you have the opportunity to do everything, and the world is full of unlimited promises. But you've only scratched the surface. There is so much that I could teach her but she doesn't want to hear a word of it. You guys know like I do, we've been through it all and we know what life is like. But that doesn't mean anything to her. It's like she has to go through it herself before she knows what it's really like. She's young and foolish, but when she's through, I'll be there for her. God, I sure as hell hope so."

"So is that what you think of me?" Holly said, her voice coming from behind him and sounding chilly.

David turned around, startled by the sound of her voice, unaware that she had been standing behind him while he talked with his friends. Shit! What did I say that was so bad? He asked himself. "Well, maybe what you thought you heard wasn't what I was saying," he said, trying to explain, but she had turned her back to him.

"You think that I'm just some little child or something? Like one of your kids?" she said looking him straight in the eye. Her friend Nikki glared at him.

"No! Wait a minute, Holly! Let me explain!" he said as the two girls began to move away quickly. "That isn't what I meant at all. Come on, Baby!"

Holly paused for a moment and looked back at him. "Just because you're so much older than me, doesn't mean that you're so smart, and that everything you say is so wise, you know," she said slowly.

David was sure that it was just a misunderstanding, and that she hadn't heard exactly what he had said or meant to say. But as she and Nikki turned away and disappeared into the crowd, David looked back to his buddies and shrugged.

"Hey, pallie! You coulda stayed married and been talked to like that!" Ritchie laughed.

"She'll be all right," David said. "Once she cools off, we'll talk and everything will be all right. At least I hope so." But for all the confidence of his words, he felt queasy inside and mulled over what he might say to her later on and how he would say it. Just then he felt a tug on his jacket and turned to see Donny, his old bass player, pointing toward the bandstand.

"It's time to do it," Donny said loudly. "Come on, man. Let's get this on!" 

David looked over and saw Holly and Nikki step outside onto the deck. He was torn between the desire to go talk to her and explain, and the urges of his friends to join them on the bandstand. With part of himself still walking out the door onto the deck he joined his old band mates and slung Rich's Gibson around his neck. Strumming an E chord a few times, he found it in perfect tune. His fingers glided up and down the neck a few times in a bluesy scale, bending the final couple of notes until they rang out with a touch of feedback. David then stepped toward the mike.

"Hey, we haven't played together for something like twenty years, so I hope we sound okay," he said.

Danny pounded the drums, working the kinks out of several years of layoff, but not sounding like his chops were missing all that much. David recognized Danny's favorite roll and fill with a great cymbal crash that he snuffed out quickly.

"Yeah, that's it man!" David shouted into the mike.

Donny had strapped on the bass and began to bump his way through a couple of rudimentary bass lines. He glanced over at David as if to say that he only needed a few moments to warm up. Some of their old friends began to call out the names of their tunes. "Monks On The Run!" shouted Speen Dog. "Tina My Dreams! Whoo!" yelled Greg. "It Ain't Fancy!" called out Ritchie.

"All right! All right!" David shouted into the mike in a couple of minutes after his re-united band mates gave him the high sign. "We're gonna start with one first done by The Kinks." He glanced over at John manning the keyboard. "Key of E," he said. John nodded.

David stroked the first three chords solo and shook the guitar until the feedback from the final chord wound through the entire room. Bashing the guitar with a crashing chord, he leaned forward to the mike, and sang out.

"Baby, I feel good! From the moment I rise. Feels good from morning through Till the end of the day. Till the end of the day."

Danny and Donny had joined in on the musical riff that followed, the unmistakable sound of the IT Band, as if it had been twenty days, and not twenty years since they had last played together. He smiled at the sound of the backup vocals from the others harmonizing in the background. John followed along and improvised little organ or keyboard fills. By this time, the gathered crowd, including all of Holly's friends had jumped up and filled the dance floor. As they thumped through the rest of the song and added an additional refrain so that the folks on the dance floor could enjoy the energy and feeling of the music a little more, the guys grew tighter and it felt as if the last couple of decades were only imaginary. Yet David's eyes kept sweeping through the room and he didn't see any sign of Holly or Nikki.

They played through nearly a dozen of their old songs, mostly the originals that they had played the hell out of so much so many years before. After a few tunes, it felt as if they hadn't broken up. And it was great to see from the bandstand as the two generations melded, members of one dancing with someone from the other. It was all about energy and feeling and everyone was bopping. It felt as if the temperature in the room had been raised twenty degrees. After nearly forty minutes of this impromptu reunion, David finally stepped to the mike and announced their last tune.

"Since this is an election year, here is a tune that has particular relevance," he said, still somewhat out of breath. "It's called Who Do You Trust!"

With a slapping of four sticks, Danny cued them up, and they bashed into the tune. The dance floor was jumping and the guys were cranking up to and through the chorus.

"Tell me Baby and this is a must! It's not a matter of Love or Lust! Tell me baby 'fore your diamonds rust, tell me Baby! Who do you trust? Who do you trust?"

Out of the corner of his eye, David saw Holly and Nikki reenter the room and sit together as far away from the bandstand as possible. It was hard to tell in the lighting and with her makeup, but it looked like Holly had been crying and Lord knows he had been inside for the last hour. During the instrument refrain, David poured everything he could remember into his solo, his weary out-of-practice fingers bent sharply into the notes and he rang out every bit of feedback he could muster from the guitar, nearly falling to his knees at one point before jumping back up to the mike.

"Who do you tru-ah-ust? Who do you trust? You gotta tell me baby, Who do you tru-ah-ust? Who do you trust?"

The boys in the band held the last note while those on the dance floor still hopped to the beat. When they realized the tune was over, they all jumped and applauded loudly. Donny slipped out of the old Fender bass and Danny stood up from the drum kit. David set down the guitar and started down from the bandstand, but paused when his eyes caught sight of Holly still sitting in the back of the room with Nikki.

He leaned over to John, who had started to get up from behind the massive Roland keyboard. John listened to what he was saying and nodded. John sat down and noodled on the keyboard for a few moments.

"We're going to do one more, just John and me if you don't mind," David announced. "What do you want to do?" David asked John through the mike. John shrugged. "How about something sad, 'cause I feel that way right now."

For some reason, those on the dance floor hung on while John swung through a couple of bridges. Like a pitcher shaking off the catcher, David shook his head at the first couple of tunes. Finally, when John began to play "The September Song" David nodded. "Yeah, that's the right one for right now," he said.

John began with a slow, sad intro to the verse. David slipped the mike from the stand, walked to the center of the bandstand, and when the tune came around, he began to sing slowly and softly and with great expression.

"When I was a young man courting the girls I played me a waiting game. If a maid refused me with tossing curls I'd let the old Earth make a couple of whirls, And as time came around she came my way, as time came around, she came."

By this time everyone had settled back into their seats to listen and indulge these two in their spur of the moment cabaret fantasy. Yet John's playing was superb and David was acting out the lyric and making it his own as he sang, since he had been there, living those words so many years before. The piano like sound of the Roland faded away and David was left at the mike to count out the rest. He began slowly and softly, but by the fourth word John picked up the accompaniment and they played on.

"Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December But the days grow short when you reach September."

David's voice began to crack on the last line, but it didn't matter to his friends who knew that he wasn't just singing the words, but was singing the song to a certain someone. He looked out through the small hall directly at the table in back and saw that Holly's eyes were on him. He longed to see the sparkle in them again, and he hoped that somehow these words would reach out to her.

"When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame One hasn't got time for the waiting game."

John played a brief instrumental interlude that lead to the next refrain.

"Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few, September, November."

David drew out the middle syllables of the last two words, a sad, omniscient tone to his voice, the sound of age and wisdom that has come to understand the meaning of the passing of everyday. The sound of the piano faded into silence as David lowered the mike from his lips. When the room had fallen silent, he began to sing again and John followed along.

"And these few precious days ..."

His voiced cracked with emotion when he sang the word "precious" and everyone close to the bandstand could see the tears forming in his eyes and the first one roll down his cheek. In the back of the room there was a stirring as Holly shifted in her seat and began to rise to her feet, and as David continued to sing to her, she began to walk slowly toward the bandstand.

" ... I'll spend with you. These precious days I'll spend with you."

David and John repeated the last refrain and by the time he was singing the last few words, his voice was filled with emotion and Holly was standing before him at the bandstand. As his voice faded away with his exhausted breath on the last word, he let his hand that was holding the mike fall down to his side, and bowed his head down. Holly stepped up to him, put her hand under his chin, raised his face up and kissed him, a long warm, wet loving kiss that brought a tear to every female eye in the crowd, and to a few of the male eyes as well. And a microphone wasn't needed to hear David's voice saying softly, "I love you, Baby!" 

"Oh, god, I love you too!" she replied.

And they kissed again as the sound of John's piano faded. Danny and his wife began to applaud. Then so did Justin and Donny, and Greg and George and the rest of those sitting around, as Holly and David slipped their arms around each other's shoulders and walked back to their table that had sat empty for the last couple of hours.

And just like that, the evening turned back around, the talk and laughter became infectious, and when the band began to play again, everyone seemed to find the dance floor appealing. They eventually held the best costume contest and it wasn't till well after two in the morning that the last guests left. A few friends had stayed late to help them clean up so that all that remained were the largest decorations, which they planned on taking down the next day anyway. Closing the door and locking it, David took Holly's arm and they walked the short path back to their apartment.

"I'm sorry if I said something to upset you," David apologized. "You know that I love you so much and wouldn't ever do anything to hurt you."

"I know, sweetie," Holly said softly, her voice a tender quiet and soothing. "I love you." 

"And I love you," David answered.

They walked the rest of the way in silence, their arms hooked around each other's waist. Once inside David made some hot tea while Holly went to wash off her makeup. He set it on a tray and put some ice in a short glass and carried it to the living room and set it down on the coffee table. He doused the lights, lit some candles and poured some scotch into the glass. Holly came into the room, still wearing the gown from her costume, but looking much less like a victim and more like herself. She curled up on the couch and sipped her tea.

"Hey, beautiful," David said, leaning over to give her a kiss. "I'll be right back."




The Apartment Ch. 4



He washed up quickly and returned looking more like a bridegroom than a vamp, though he had ditched his jacket and tie.

"Hey, handsome," she called out upon seeing him return. "I missed you."

"Missed you too, Babe," he replied sitting down beside her. "Man, what a blast! You have a good time?"

"The best," Holly replied. "You know, you guys were really good. I wish I had been in a better mood to listen, I might have enjoyed it more."

"I know. I'm sorry," David apologized again. "I didn't mean to spoil the party for you."

"That's all right," she said moving closer to him and planting a light kiss on his cheek. "Just don't make me mad again."

"I'll try, Baby," he replied.

They kissed again, this time a hot wet kiss full of burning desire for each other. His hands began to move all over her back, feeling her warm body through the thin fabric of the gown, touching the soft warm skin on her bare back and shoulders. His hand slipped down over her hips to discover that she was naked underneath the gown. 

Their kiss grew in heat and passion. Pulling at her dress, David raised it up to her hips, up to her waist. Holly pulled back and untied her sash, letting him raise the dress up past her breasts, up over her head and off. She shook her head and let her dark chestnut hair swirl about her face and shoulders. She raised her arms up to comb her hair with her fingers.

David admired her naked body in the rosy glow of the candlelight, and stood up to undress himself while she watched, her hands moving about her body, touching herself, teasing him, taunting him shamelessly. Finally when he was down to his dark silk boxers, she reached out, pushed his hands away and lowered his shorts. She eased the boxers down past his hips. His cock broke free of the elastic and popped out. She looked at him, smiled and licked her lips. After she tugged his shorts down the rest of the way, David kicked them free and she reached up and began to stroke him, her mouth open, licking her lips until they glistened in the dim light.

"Here, lie back, Baby," he said simply, placing his hands on her shoulders and helping her recline. 

He squatted down and knelt between her legs, spreading them slightly. He reached over to the coffee table and took a sip of her hot tea, rolling the hot liquid over his tongue. Propping her one leg over his shoulder, David leaned forward and lavished her pussy with love from top to bottom with his hot toasty tongue. Holly moaned and moved her hips in circles as his tongue pleasured her. David then reached over and took a sip of the scotch along with a couple chunks of ice and bent back over her gorgeous pussy spread before him. As soon as his icy tongue touched her again, she gasped and her body shook with pleasure.

"Oh, god, David," she called out as he indulged her with every kind of lick imaginable.

With a pointed tongue, he drew tiny figure eights on her hot little clit until she called out his name again. He sipped the hot tea and lapped at the folds of her pussy from top to bottom again, this time probing deeper inside her. Just as she was about to grab his head and pull him tightly against her, he sipped the scotch on the rocks and returned to lick her frantically. Again and again he teased her sweet wet twat with his hot or cold tongue, until Holly finally grabbed him by the ears and pulled him up on top of her.

"Mmm, David," she said before kissing him with unbridled passion. "Now it's your turn."

They switched positions and Holly had him recline on the edge of the couch, kneeling between his legs. Taking a sip of the hot tea she swished it around in her mouth, swallowed, and licked her lips to make them warm. She then treated his inner thighs and private parts to a series of hot little kisses, bringing him to moan softly. Next, she took an ice cube into her mouth, waited till it melted, and then flicked her icy tongue everywhere her lips had just visited. David began to moan more loudly. She switched back to the hot tea before sliding his big hard cock in and out of her mouth, surprising him with a quick flick here, a long, velvety lick there. Slowly and teasingly, she kissed and tongued his cock, eventually taking it all in her mouth and sucking it harder and harder and harder until he called out with pleasure.

"Oh, damn, Holly!" he cried out. "Oh, baby, baby, baby!"

She moved, bringing her kisses up along his belly, tonguing his navel, kissing his stomach and chest and nipples, and finally reaching his mouth. He pulled her body toward his and they embraced, kissing and tonguing and nibbling on each other madly.

"I want you inside me," she sighed loudly.

Holly pushed herself up from the couch and stood facing away from him, giving David a gorgeous rear view. Very slowly, she lowered herself and slid him inside her. She reached over to her gown that had been tossed over the back of the couch and pulled free the thick velvet ribbon that she had used as a sash. Holding the ribbon with an end in each hand, she looped it down under his balls, caressing his sensitive skin with the soft fabric, sending tingles up his spine.

"Oh, Jesus, Baby!" David cried out as she gently tugged first one end then the other.

She started to move her body up and down on his cock and drove him wild by gently tugging on his pink twins with her velvet lasso. Each time she tugged on the ribbon, he thrust up against her, smacking his belly against her firm butt. He reached out to guide her hips up and down with his hands, watching as she tossed her head back and forth, arching her back. Both of them began to breathe heavily, their bodies moving together in a hot sweaty dance of passion. After a few minutes, Holly turned around and kissed David hard and deep.

"Come on, Honey," she whispered softly. "Lie down on your back."

They both ended up on the floor with David on his back. Holly straddled his hips, grabbed his hard sticky cock and gently guided him back up inside her. As she began to ride atop him, she saw the belt from his trousers nearly pulled free from the belt loops. She pulled the belt loose and slid it around behind her, positioning it halfway down her butt.

"Grab on, Cowboy," she said, handing him the ends of the belt and smiling devilishly. "And take me for a ride!"

David took the ends of the belt in his hands as if they were reins and as Holly moved her hips up and down, it allowed him to pull and steer her any way he wanted. He gently tugged her side to side and then pulled her down to him snuggly, holding her down as he ground his hips against her firmly. Then he loosened up his grip and let her ride higher above him. Holly leaned forward and let her breasts brush down against his body, her hair flowing down over his shoulder. 

As Holly neared her climax hovering over him, she began to mover from side to side and David let go of the belt and rolled them both over almost crashing into the coffee table. Holly pulled the belt out from under her and looped it up around behind his ass, using it to pull him against her harder and harder with each thrust. Propping himself up on his elbows, he looked down into her eyes, seeing the sparkle of lust and desire grow bright within them. There was no need for words and only the force of their passion and the heaviness of their breath was needed to tell each other how they felt.

They rolled over again a few times, taking turns riding each other, but when his cock slipped out of her, she rose up and turned around to kneel on the floor by the couch. David didn't waste any time scooting up behind her gorgeous ass. His cock was so hard and her pussy was so wet that he easily entered her from behind. Though he tried to love her long and slow, the sensations were so intense that soon he was thrusting strongly and madly into her, her ass smacking back against his belly.

Holding her hips, pulling her firmly against him, soon his hands began to wander. One hand going around and down to finger her clit, the other reaching up and around to touch her breasts, cupping one then the other, pinching one nipple then the other, pulling on one nipple then the other.

He leant forward and kissed her back and shoulders and neck, feeling her body writhe and shiver and shake with excitement with each thrust of his body. He heard her sighs and moans and how she called out his name. He felt her pussy clench his cock tightly, gripping it firmly. The sensations are incredible, and they love each other harder and harder, faster and faster.

"I'm coming, Baby!" he cried out loudly.

"Me too!" she moaned.

Reaching a shared crescendo, he felt his cum begin to shoot up inside her, he felt her body tremble and shake. He clung to her tightly feeling his body explode within her, the heat of his seed spreading through her womanly inner chamber. He had never felt so attached to her before, to anyone else before. He felt her hands move onto his arms, holding them to her body, keeping him close to her as she reveled in the same sweeping sensations.

"Oh, David," she cried over and over.

"Oh, Holly! I love you," he whispered hoarsely in her ear.

They finally fell to the floor together and lay naked in the dim light, his arms around her, and her head resting on his chest.

"Let's never get mad again," he said running his hand down the length of her back, bringing it to rest on the sweet firm curves of her ass.

"But then, Honey," she said, leaning up to flick her tongue around his ear. "We could never have make-up sex!"

Later on they blew out the candles and found their way to bed, and fell blissfully asleep in each other's arms. As he drifted off, David began to dream.

***

The cloudless sky is a brilliant deep blue and the bright green trees stand in contrast ... the sand of the beach is hot beneath his feet ... he walks along the water's edge to cool off ... the others have wandered away and he's left alone to his thoughts ... farther along he spots some shade and takes a seat ... the breeze is warm and he leans back and stretches out his legs ... then something far out in the water catches his eye ... slowly it begins to take shape ... it's someone ... a woman with gorgeous red hair ... at first just her head is visible, but soon he can see her shoulders, then her bare breasts ... as she emerges from the water, she moves directly toward him ... her waist and the flare of her hips come into view ... the sight of her naked cleft makes his body twinge with a deep sexual excitement ... slowly, step by step, she makes her way toward the beach ... he can hear the water splashing with each step she takes ... closer now he can see the whites of her eyes and teeth ... she is smiling at him happily, sexily ... her wet body glistens in the sunlight ... she stands over him for a moment then sinks to her hands and knees beside him, water from her naked body dripping onto his clothes ... the water begins to magically melt his clothes away ... when his growing erection is exposed, her hands take hold of it ... she kisses it, sucking it deep inside her mouth ... 

Startled, David sat up in bed suddenly and looked around. He quickly realized that he was in their bedroom with several small, lit candles placed around the bed on the nightstand and dresser and armoire. In the next instant he could feel Holly's mouth on his cock, her tongue lapping at it tenderly, and her hands rubbing his belly and fondling his balls. As he pulled the covers away, he could see her naked body in the dim candlelight curled up beside him, her pussy resting snuggly against his knee. His hand slipped down to her head, his fingers combing through her silky dark red hair. 

He leaned back sleepily on the soft sheets of their bed as she sucked on him so gently, her hands rubbing his body, her lips and tongue making him rock hard. As hard and intense as they had made love during the evening, now in the middle of the night, she touched him so lightly and so lovingly, that an entirely new series of sensations swept over him. There was a distinctive tingling in his thighs and belly and a weakness in his limbs that allowed him to only lie there and enjoy her delicious lovemaking. 

"Oh, Holly," he whispered softly. "Oh, Holly! Yes!" 

She said nothing but kept her mouth on his cock, moving up and down the shaft with her feather-light kisses and gentle sucking. A low involuntary hum began to come from David's mouth as he lay completely under her spell. She pressed her damp pussy on his knee as she drew his fully erect cock in and out of her mouth. Soon she pulled her mouth away and shimmied up along his body until she was atop him, covering his with her arms and breasts, her belly and legs. 

"I want you inside me," she whispered softly with a smile. 

When he went to put his arms around her, she took his wrists and held his arms to the side and began to maneuver her hips around so that her pussy rubbed his long hard cock. She sat up and reached behind herself, took hold of his cock and guided it inside her. Just as gently as she had sucked him, so did she make love to him, slowly and dreamily and silently, with only the speed and warmth of her breath to tell him how turned on she was. 

"Oh, Baby," David said softly. "I love the way ..." 

"Shh!" Holly whispered, placing her fingers on his lips. Slowly she worked her body up and down, as if she were trying to keep as much of her body touching his as possible. They kissed and touched tongues; she nibbled on his shoulders and licked his neck and ears. He could feel the tenseness mounting inside her until finally she reached the point of no return and by rubbing herself on him firmly several times she opened up and let it flow out. Her breath shuddered past his ear as she came. His hands felt the tremors of release flow through her body.

Easing her pussy off of him, she shimmied back down his body and took his cock into her mouth again, sucking him as softly and gently as before. Her hands moved all over his belly and thighs. She fondled his balls and then slipped her fingers down between the cheeks of his ass. When her fingertips reached the opening of his ass, she increased the pace and pressure on his cock. As she felt his body begin to tense up when he neared orgasm, she poked her finger up inside his tight ass bringing him up off the sheets for a moment as he thrashed about uncontrollably. 

Twirling her finger around inside his ass, she buried his cock deep inside her mouth. When he began to erupt uncontrollably, she sucked his exploding cum down while wild erotic slurping sounds came from her. The feeling that came over David was so intense he could do no more than moan helplessly and lay there at her mercy, completely surrendered to the moment. 

When she finished licking his cock clean, she slipped from the bed, blew out the candles and snuggled back in beside him, nestling her body in the crook of his arm, her head and hand on his chest, her leg drawn up over his belly and flaccid cock. Within minutes they had both fallen back asleep and their heads were filled with crazy erotic dreams, dreams which would recur for countless nights ahead as they grew together, dreams of happiness for each having found their soul mate, and dreams of joy for the love that had blossomed and grown ever since their first meeting.