0 comments/ 19691 views/ 0 favorites Shawna's Second By: Oli Prologue When my sister returned home from the weekend at the shore, I told her everything. I started at the beginning, when she was a teenager and I was a little boy and concluded with the gang bang at Mr. Booth's house. She was horrified, somewhat by my revelation that I wanted to be a girl, or more rightly a transsexual, but mostly by what had happened to me Saturday night. Her husband Scott, a lawyer, listened intently and formulated a plan that would free me from the situation I'd gotten myself into. He was brilliant and so was his plan. He drew up papers that accused Mr. Booth and his friends of raping me and had them delivered Monday morning to my school. He had no intention of ever filing these papers with the court, but it did get Mr. Booth's attention. He never spoke to or even looked at me again. I graduated three weeks later , fourth in my class. As I had planned, I packed my things and began looking for new place to live. My sister pleaded with me to stay, but there was nothing left for me in my home town. I was determined to live my life as Shawna Thomas. I found a large studio in Greenwich Village that I bought with some of the insurance money from my parents' death. Scott helped me change all of my accounts and legal papers to my new name. Kara and Scott helped me move over the fourth of July holiday. After lugging some of their old furniture and my things up the three floors to my new home, we hugged and they left. I settled in to begin my new life. Second I had never realized how stifling life was until I experienced the freedom of living on my own. Doing what and who I wanted without the fear of being found out was liberating. Tom Shaw made only one more appearance, when I matriculated into college. An older woman in the registrar's office looked at me and my transcript, with raised eyebrows. I leaned across her desk and explained my situation. She smiled, typed some information into her computer, and said " Shawna Thomas, graduate of Ronald Reagan High School, welcome to college. " I returned her smile as I took my class schedule from her hand. Now I would be no different than any other freshman girl in college. I bought my books and look forward to the beginning of the term. The late summer in Manhattan was fabulous, with warm steamy nights and even hotter days. I spent a lot of time walking the streets, taking in the sites. I made friends with some of my neighbors, mostly middle-aged singles, who were happy to see a young woman move into their building. I went out to some gay bars and allowed myself to be picked up twice. Both times I sucked the men off but that was all. I was dying to get fucked, but I had to be selective. I didn't want a repeat of my first time. I was aware that I had never fucked anyone. I had taken men and used them to pleasure my mouth and ass, but I had yet to get a blow job or fuck anyone. I decided to change this as soon as possible. Labor Day holiday arrived and most of the people in my neighborhood left. I was staying in town and decided to hit a few bars to see if there's anything or anyone who interested me. After dinner and a short nap, I got ready to go cruising. I showered and shaved, paying special attention to my cock and balls, which gave me a hard on. I wanted to jerk off, which I had been doing regularly in the shower, but didn't. I would see what the night brought. I painted my fingers and toes. My makeup was much more subtle and my hair more natural than earlier in the summer, and they were done quickly. I stepped into some green silk panties and adjusted my cock. I sprayed Chanel across my torso and dabbed some behind my ears and onto my wrists. My taste in clothing was less outlandish but I still favored tight and short. I selected the red and green flowered sun dress, with a low cut top, spaghetti straps and a low back. I was very aware of my flat chest in the dress so I shucked it off and put on a tight white T-shirt. I put the dress back on and checked myself out in the mirror. Perfect. 4 inch red mules completed the outfit. I marveled at my reflection, I was a beautiful girl with straight shoulder length blond hair, big, bright blue eyes, full lips and clothes that hugged all the right parts of my tight little body. I put on my sunglasses, picked up my purse and was off. I was happy to hear the cat calls and whistles as I walked the four blocks to the first bar. I even blew a kiss to a convertible full of Jersey boys as they passed. My hair flowing behind me and bobbing with each step, my dress gliding easily around my thighs, everyone saw me as what I want to be, a pretty young lady. I was aware of my cock but no one I passed even knew it existed. I stepped into the bar, which was unnaturally dark on such a bright evening, took off my sunglasses and found a stool right in front of Steve. "Hi sweetie, how's everything?" he asked. He was a beautiful man, tall and lean with light brown hair and green eyes. 27 years old, he had lived in Manhattan for two years while attending law school. And he was straight. I knew this because I tried to pick him up the first time I saw him. He was very kind when he turned me down and we had struck up a friendship. But I still lusted after him. "Not bad, things going to be slow tonight?" I smiled as a glass of chardonnay was drawn from the bottle and placed in front of me. "Probably" he replied"but I'm sure some of the regulars and some folks from the burbs will be here shortly. " He went back to stocking the ice chest with beer and moving bottles of wine and liquor around the back shelf. I stared at his back and especially his ass, wishing I could possess him. I knew his cock was large, I had seen its outline in his jeans more than once, salivating each time. We continued to chat through almost two glasses of wine and the bar filled up behind me. I went to pee, scanning the crowd to see who would whet my appetite. I saw the regulars, none of whom excited me, and more than a few new faces. One of them looked familiar but I couldn't place him and so I stepped into the ladies' room. I love the idea of sitting down to pee, it's especially helpful when you have a hard on which I did now. I was on the prowl and that kept me semi hard all the time. I touched up my makeup before heading back into the bar. Looking around again, my eyes stopped on the familiar face. Who was he? I returned my bar stool and got Steve's attention . "Have you ever seen that gentleman before?" I pointed to the man. "Maybe. I can't say yes or no for sure, but he does look familiar. " Steve shrugged. I took a drink, turned in my chair and watched him until he glanced in my direction and met my eyes. I flashed him a smile and tried to look coy. He smiled back gently, excused himself from the conversation he was in and made his way towards me. I was nervous with anticipation as he approached and fumbled trying to pick up my wine glass, knocking it over. Steve and the stranger arrived simultaneously. " Get the lady a fresh glass of wine and I'll have a Dewars rocks , please." his voice was deep and soft, he put a 50 on the bar. Steve nodded and flashed me a quick smile before turning to get our drinks. He stood silently until Steve returned with our drinks and change. As Steve moved away, he picked up his drink and fixed me with his eyes. "Here's to our second meeting. " he said, offering a toast. Now I knew who he was. He was the handsome man from the ladies' room at the Homestead. I raised my glass, and smiled, touching my glass to his. "Perhaps this one will be more fruitful than the first. " "Perhaps..."I replied, leaving the end of the sentence heavy in the air. I began to look him over. Over 40 years old, he was almost 6 ft. tall with medium shoulders, a flat stomach and a thin waist. He had on a black polo shirt, opened at the neck, pleated pressed khakis and expensive looking brown loafers. I took in his face, which was angular and thin. Nice lips, neither thick nor thin smiled at me, his faded blue eyes shining. He had black hair that was beginning to turn salt and pepper. "What's your name?" I asked. " Robert Billington, but my friends call me Rob. " he continued to smile. His name was familiar, and after a moment's thought I knew who he was. He was the senior partner in the law firm my brother worked for!" I have to tell you" he continued" I felt the twinge of jealousy when you left the Homestead with that asshole Mike. He got to have what I wanted." In one sentence he had me. We continue to flirt for an hour, Rob touching my arm and sliding his hand around my shoulders, me gently brushing his chest or putting a hand on his hip. I glanced at Steve a few times and when our eyes met he gave me a big smile and a wink. "Have you had dinner yet?" Rob asked, moving his hand to the small of my back. "I have," I answered leaning towards him. "but I could go for some desert." "Do you know a good bakery that's open at this hour?" That smile told me he had understood my answer. "There is a great one 4 blocks away." I slid my hand around his waist. He offered me his hand while he looked at Steve "We all square?". Steve nodded. I got to my feet and walked to the door hand in hand with Rob. The evening was warm with a light breeze, the smell of the city surrounded us. "Should we take my car, or do you prefer to walk?" he asked. "By all means, let's take your car." with that I was turned in the opposite direction of my apartment and we walked together the two blocks to his car. It was a large black Mercedes that shined in the glow of the street lights, with tinted windows. He opened my door and helped me in to the large, soft leather seat. Rob slid in the driver's side, started the car and began to drive. I turned in my seat to face him, pulling my knees up and letting my feet dangling loosely over the edge. His hand rested on my thigh. I wanted to take this man, and the sooner the better. "Don't I owe you something?" I asked mischievously and slid closer to him. I reached a hand out and began to stroke the inside of his thigh . "Perhaps we can wait five minutes?" he smiled in reply, sensing what was about to happen. "I can't wait five minutes." my hands were on his belt, quickly unhitching it. He pulled to the curb and put the car in park. I undid the button and pulled his fly down, grabbed both sides of his pants and pulled them down. Rob lifted his hips and his pants were around his knees. He had black silk boxers on and I let my hands roam over them, feeling his hips and lower abdomen before grabbing his dick. I stroked him through his shorts and brought my face down to his groin and inhaled deeply. He had a wonderful musky odor, a mix of sweat and pre-cum filled my nostrils. I put my hand through the slit in the front and pulled him out. I knew he wasn't large, but the hot six plus inches he had were what I wanted. I let my tongue swirl the head of his cock, tasting skin and pre-cum. A low groan escape from Rob's mouth. I gripped him loosely with my hand, jerking him off slowly and brought my face up to his. Our lips met and as he held the back of my head I felt his tongue enter my mouth. We kissed like teenagers, hard and passionately. My cock was getting hard and I jerked Rob faster and harder. I pulled myself away from his kiss, smiled at him, and dove onto his meat. I was like a maniac, my head bobbing, my tongue swirling and my hands working both his cock and, through his shorts, his balls. I felt his body tense and his hands went to the back of my head as a loud moan escaped his lips. I buried his cock in my mouth and sucked as hard as I could. He came in me as I teased and tickled his nuts. He tasted fantastic, both sweet and tangy, and I didn't want to spill drop. When he started getting soft I released him, lifted my face to his and kissed him deeply, allowing him to taste his load. He held me tightly, his tongue exploring my mouth and his hands massaging my back and ass. I pulled away from him, smiled and said "Now we can go to the bakery, where I hope to find another nice, large cream filled pastry. " Rob smiled at me, a light sheen of sweat on his forehead and said" I hope I find one too." I helped him get his pants back on, giving his cock a playful squeeze before zipping him up, then nestled in next to him for the two-minute ride to my apartment. Amazingly there was a parking space just beyond my building, so we pulled in and stopped. Rob got out and closed the door, passed in front of the car and opened mine for me. I took his proffered hand and stepped onto the sidewalk. He slid a hand around my waist and we walked in the front door. As we climbed the stairs I walked in front of him to give him a nice good look at my small tight ass. Rob rested his hand lightly on it and I felt the material of my dress sliding back and forth between my skin and his. We reached my door and he took my keys from me, tripped the lock and opened the door. I stepped through, turned and kissed him deeply again. He closed the door as I pushed him against the wall, probing his mouth with my tongue and allowing my hands to run freely over his torso. I felt his nipples hardening under my touch and his tongue tease mine, my cock straining against my small panties. I pulled myself away from him, half turned and waved him towards the couch. I was breathing hard, trying to hold back the urge to pounce on him again. I ran my fingers through my hair and asked if he was like something to drink. "Water please. Say, can we talk about a few things before we begin what is be sure to be a very fun evening for both of us. " Rob asked as he settled on to the couch. "Sure." I was happy for the break. I wanted to have this man all night, but the way I was going I would have tired him out in an hour. I poured two glasses of water, put an ice cube in each, handed one to Rob and sat down next to him, crossed my left leg over my right and let the hem of my dress ride up on my thighs. " I've wanted you from the first day I saw you Shawna," he took a drink of water and I blushed" I spent the summer trying to find you. You never returned to the Homestead. I know because I was there often, hoping to see you. Meg told me your name, and that was a start. I caught up with Mike Booth at the end of July and pressed him for information. He broke down and told me who you were. " "Did he tell you what he did?" I asked, suddenly ashamed of my past. "Yes and I'm sorry that that happened to you. " he put his arm around my shoulders. "Your brother is a great guy and he filled in the blanks of the story for me. You're very lucky. Things could of been much much worse. " I was sobbing and Rob held me close, reached into his pocket and offered me his handkerchief. "I'm glad to see that your all right and have obviously put that behind you." he smiled brightly and pushed my hair back over my shoulder. He took his handkerchief and began to softly wipe my tears away. "It's terrible that it happened, but it's over. If I have anything to say about it, nothing like that will never happen again. " I had stopped crying and looked into his sympathetic eyes. I had found my protector. "So you know who I really am? And Scott told you all about it?" it didn't sound much like Scott. " I told him the law firm had been contacted by Mr. Booth about a possible criminal complaint against him, that I needed some background information and wondered if he could help me get it." Rob took a long drink of water and shifted in the seat so he was looking directly at me. "It took a week before he came into my office and explained the entire thing. It was obviously a difficult decision for him, but he didn't betray your confidence. " Rob looked deeply into my eyes , wiping away the stray tears with his thumb."I went through all of that because I had to meet you, and learning about your past only made me want you more. " What could I say to this man? I took his face in my hands and kissed him, softly at first and then more deeply. I ran my fingers through his hair and caressed his face, neck and shoulders. My hand was moving over his chest, headed for his crotch when he broke away. "That's the first thing I wanted to talk to you about.The other is, eh..." His cheeks were flushed and I could tell it took effort for him to stop me. "You may find this a little strange, but I like to give up control when I make love. Do you understand what I mean?" "Not really." I replied as I began to massage his thighs"You want to me to tie you up?" "Nothing that extreme" his cheeks were red because he was blushing" I just like my lover to be assertive, to tell me what to do and to make sure I do it the way they like." his smile was shy and I saw that he was very nervous. I understood what he meant and it was something I wanted to do for him, with him and to him. "Stay right here and don't look behind you. " I stood up and walked behind the couch to where my closet and dresser were. I moved my Chinese floor screen so Rob wouldn't be able to see what I was doing. I quickly shook off my clothes and threw open my closet door. What to wear, what to wear? I thought. I quickly made up my mind. I put my short white T-shirt back on, reached in the my closet and took out the tightest pair of Daisy Duke's I had and slipped them on. It took a minute to get them buttoned, but my ass looked fantastic inside them. I put on a pair of knee high stockings and finished with my 6 in. patent leather thigh high boots. A quick look in the mirror confirmed what I thought I would look like, a tight little hottie. I reapplied my lipstick and quickly brushed my hair before stepping around the screen. Rob sat exactly where left him. He may have turned around, but he didn't see me behind the screen. I walked around the couch and stood in front of him, my hips thrust to the side and a hand resting on them. I looked at his crotch and saw his cock tighten against the fabric. "How do I look?" I asked rhetorically. I didn't wait for an answer."Good enough to eat is my bet." Rob's eyes were wide as he tried to take in the entire package. He was about to speak when I put my index finger to my lips and shook my head from side to side, telling him to remain silent. I walked right up to him, bent and kissed him and climbed onto the couch, a foot on either side of his hips and knees pressed against his shoulders, my crotch even with his forehead. I ran my fingers through his hair and felt his hands caressing the back of my legs. I grabbed a handful of hair to turn his face up towards mine. "Is this what you had in mind?" "Exactly." his smile was broad as he answered. "Do you want me?" "Desperately" he almost panted. "Then take me. Take me in your mouth and please me. " It was wonderful seeing this man under my control. I knew I wouldn't hurt him, but it was an unbelievable turn on to have this power over him. His hands traveled up my legs, I felt a shock of electricity run through me when his fingers touched my exposed thighs, around my ass and hips and reached the front of my Daisy Duke's. His fingers worked quickly on both the zipper and the button and before I knew it he had liberated my cock. I put my hand on top of his head for balance and lifted my foot through the leg hole of my shorts. Now I stood over him bare from the midriff down, my hard cock resting on top of his head and my shaved balls hanging in front of his eyes. With a handful of hair, I pushed his head back again so I could look into his blue eyes when I said "Suck me."They almost twinkled. I held his hair and grabbed the base of my cock with my hand pushing it down toward his open mouth. I started slowly, but his hands went to my hips and pulled me into him completely. His mouth was incredible, hot and soft and wet. A hand left my hips and began to caress my smooth nutsack. My knees went weak with pleasure as Rob gave me my first blow job, teasing the head with his tongue and milking me with his throat. His hand massaged behind my balls and he slid a finger between my cheeks. I let go of his head and put my hands on the ceiling to steady myself as I began to use my hips to push my cock into his mouth. I knew I wouldn't last very long, but when the tip of his finger entered my behind, my hips began rolling uncontrollably and I orgasmed in his mouth. He wrapped his arms around my thighs and held me hard in his mouth, drinking all the cum I gave him. My orgasm felt like it lasted forever and I was lucky Rob was holding on to me or I would have fallen over the back of the couch. He released me from his mouth and I slid down his body to sit on his thighs. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him, tasting my own cum in his mouth. I was in heaven. Shawna's Second I felt his cock pressed between us, hard and hot. I kissed him again and whispered into his ear "I want you to fuck me. I want you to fuck me slowly and gently. I want you to make love to my ass. " He slid his hands underneath me and stood up. I wrapped my leather covered legs around his hips as he carried me around the couch and to my bed. He gently laid me down, I didn't want to let go of him with my legs but did, took a step back and removed his shirt. His chest was well-defined and smooth. He stepped out of his loafers and undid his pants, allowing them to fall the floor. His silk boxers were all that were left. He put a hand on each side and pushed them down, revealing his own shaved crotch. I hadn't noticed that when I blew him in the car. In fact his entire body had been shaved smooth. It only added to the erotic energy I was feeling. I point my nightstand and said" lube". Rob understood, opened the drawer and took the tube out. He bent over me and kissed me, I felt his hands slide underneath my T-shirt and he began to lift it off of me. I raised my arms as he drew it over my head. His lips returned to mine quickly. He laid down next to me and let his hands roam freely all over my body. He began to kiss his way down my neck, his lips traveling down my thin chest to my nipple. He teased it with his teeth, tongue and lips. My hands were on the back of his head, my eyes were pressed shut and my hips undulating. I could feel his cock, hard and hot on my thigh, and I wanted him in me, but this was a pleasure I had never experienced and I loved it . I felt his hand run the length of my cock, grab me loosely and slide up and down a few times before moving on to massage my balls. His mouth never left my nipples, but his hands were slowly moving my legs further apart. I don't know how he had lubricated his fingers but they slid between my cheeks already greased as he began to play with my anus. I wriggled against him, but he just continue to tease me. He moved back up and we kissed again while he tortured me with his fingers. My cock was hard and I was going out of my mind when he slid a finger deep into me. I moaned into his mouth and thrust my hips up to meet him. He stroked me gently with his finger then he removed it. Before I could registered disappointment, two fingers entered me. I almost came with ecstasy. Rob could feel me contracting around his fingers and he pulled his face away, looked lovingly at me and said "Wait a little longer Shawna, and I'll make this the best orgasm you've ever had. " How could I not trust him? I moved my hips in rhythm with his finger fucking and began to enter a state of bliss I had never felt before when he removed his fingers. I felt my hips leave my bed and a pillow was slid underneath them. Rob lifted my legs up in front of him, kissed both of my calves through the leather and grabbed my heels with one hand. I felt his head press against me and then into me. I let out a moan as he pushed himself into me. Very slowly he stroked, it was wonderful. I hadn't been fucked in three months, but Rob wasn't fucking me, he was making love to me. I was lost in the pleasure when I felt his well lubricated hand rub my cock head then up and down my shaft. I tried to spread my legs but he continued to hold them tightly while he dicked me. I came in his hand and watched him lick my cum from his palm. He let go of my heels, my legs fell on either side of him, leaned over me to kiss me and share my cum with me again. He whispered "Turn over." and slowly withdrew himself. With his hands on my hips I rolled over on to my stomach, pillow still under me and spread my legs wide. I pushed myself up on my elbows and turned to watch Rob enter me again. From this angle he went all the way in and could still kiss me, which he did. I was lost in the exquisite pleasure I was feeling. I had a real lover, and he was riding my ass beautifully. Rob's hands went to my hips and he began to pump me harder and faster. I rocked back to meet his thrusts and was gratified to hear a grunt as he push himself as deeply into me as he could and shot his long hot load. I could feel his legs quivering against my thighs as an orgasmic wave washed over him. He collapsed on top of me, sweaty and spent, and kissed my neck and ears. "That was better than any fantasy I've had about you in the last few months. " He slid off my body and lay next to me breathing hard. I stroked his hair and face, kissing him gently. He was drifting off to sleep. I sat up, removed my boots and stockings, turned off the lights and climbed into my bed. I spooned into Rob, pulled the sheet over both of us and slept contentedly. I'll never forget my dream, because it was the first time the man who fucks me in my dream had a face. It was Rob. I woke around 8:30 with Rob still sleeping behind me. I rolled over and looked at him. He was beautiful, sleeping on his back, his smooth chest rising and falling slowly, my sheet bunched at his waist and legs spread. I put my hand lightly on his stomach, moved it down under the sheet and began to caress him. His hips shifted and his head rolled, but his breathing never changed as he grew harder and harder in my hand. Emboldened, I slowly moved the sheet down to his knees so I could watch him harden. I could only restrain myself for a short while before I got my knees, bent over him and gently took him into my mouth. I wouldn't use my hands on his meat, only my lips, tongue and throat. I went slowly to allow my tongue to feel every ridge and vein. He was so smooth, my lips traveled all the way to his pelvis and I didn't even feel stubble. I let my fingers began to rub one of his nipples as I slid my mouth up and down, eyes shut enjoying giving him this pleasure. I felt a hand slide underneath my hair and behind my neck. Rob was awake, he moaned and shifted his hips to allow me to take him more easily. I gazed up into his sleepy eyes and watched his chest begin to rise and fall more rapidly as his breath quickened. His hand urged me on and his hips began to move in rhythm with my head. The word"Yessss" escaped his lips as he came in my mouth. I drank him down. I didn't want to stop but Rob was a middle-aged man, not a teenager, and he began to go soft. I kissed my way up his body until I was laying on top of him and we were face to face. "Good morning lover." I said sweetly as I kissed him, my hair falling around his face. He kissed me back and said"Good morning Shawna, thanks for the wake-up call" smiling. "I need a shower, why don't you join me?" "In just a minute, I need to wake up a little more. " "Okay," I said as a rolled off him and walked toward the bathroom. I could feel his eyes on me as I walked away so I gave him an exaggerated hip sway. He laughed. "Don't make me wait too long." I turned on the shower and stepped in. My skin tingled under the hot water and I arched my back to allow the water to run through my hair. I put some soap on my sponge and lathered my arms. I moved down my torso and began to lather my cock. As all teenage ' boys' know, the morning hard on takes a long time to go away, and masturbating definitely helps. "Can I help you with that?" Rob stepped into the shower, his hand covering mine on my cock. "I want to fuck you. Right now. " I looked directly at him. Rob turned his back to me, put his hands on the wall and spread his legs. He was letting me be in control. But I didn't know what to do. I let my hands caress his ass cheeks and my fingers slide down his crack. Rob pushed back gently and said"You need to grease me up a little bit Shawna". I squirted some liquid soap onto my hand, let it run down to my fingertips and ran my slick fingers over him. I pushed the tip of my middle finger in. It was very hot and incredibly tight. His muscles held me there for a moment then I pushed harder and went in to my knuckle. I was watching intently and smiling as I began to fuck Rob with my finger. I was nervous but being driven by my lust and my hard on. I pulled my finger out of Rob's ass, squirted some more soap on to my hand and lubed my aching cock. I grabbed it hard, bent my knees slightly and pushed my head between his cheeks and against his asshole. I kept pushing up and I felt him open up slowly. My head squeezed through his opening. It felt like I was in a velvet vice, hot pressure holding my cock head tightly. Pleasure exploded through my body and I grabbed his hips hard. I couldn't stop. I pushed as hard as I could and buried myself completely in him, my hips slapping against his ass. I almost came but regained the slightest amount of control over my body. I had waited a long time to do this and I wanted to enjoy it just a little longer. There was nothing subtle about how I fucked Rob, it was hard and fast. My body was on auto pilot, my hips bucking rapidly, driving me into him. I grabbed his shoulders and pulled, trying to get more of my cock into him. I came. I didn't feel it build up, it just exploded out of me and into Rob. I staggered back a step and leaned against the wall, hot water cascading over my face and down my body. My eyes were closed, my mind reeling from the pleasure. I felt Rob step up closely and slide his hands down my sides to my waist. He kissed me gently on the cheek, the eyelid and the forehead He began to wash my body. I had no strength and the sponge gliding over my skin felt wonderful. I turned around as he washed my back. He was shampooing my hair when I felt his cock, hard, press against the small of my back. I went up on my toes and wiggled my ass into his groin "Please?" was all I had to say. I leaned against the wall and turned my head away from the water flow. I pushed my ass out towards him. I felt the sponge run down my crack followed immediately by his dick. He pushed all the way into me and fucked me fast. Rob didn't touch me with any other part of his body but his cock and hips. I tried to rock back to meet his thrusts but couldn't . I gave in to the waves of pleasure that hadn't stopped rolling through my body since I came. I bent over further and allowed him to go deeper. Rob put his hands on wall, one on either side of my head, and began to fuck me even faster. I kissed his hand and sucked his thumb into my mouth, blowing his digit while he filled me from behind. I felt him shoot deep inside me and he began to kiss my back. Cold water snapped us back to reality and we both hurried out of the shower. I took a towel and began to dry him off, moving from his hair to his face, arms and smooth hard chest. I went to my knees and reached around him. I dried his ass, thighs, calves and feet. I kissed his cock and teased his balls with my tongue before drying those with the soft towel. I stood up and we kissed. Rob took a towel from the shelf and dried me off, starting at my feet and finishing by gently drying my hair while he kissed me deeply. " I have a golf game in Westchester at 12:30 this afternoon" he said, his hands holding my head through the towel, his eyes looking into mine."but I'd like to see you tonight." "I'd like you to see me tonight too." I said playfully. I kissed him lightly on the cheek and ducked out of his hands. I ran back to my bed, curled up in the middle of it and pulled the sheet up to my chin. Rob walked across the room and stopped at the edge of the bed. He had a lovely body. " I'm serious," I could tell by his tone of voice"what I want to do is stay here and play with you all day" he smiled and those faded blue eyes twinkled at me again" but it's important that I meet these people this afternoon. Okay?" "Okay." I sighed. I tried to look disappointed but it didn't work. I sat up as I gave him a big smile, reached over and hugged him tightly and kissed his cheek again. I wanted him to stay and play, but I understood how hard these men worked. My brother put in 70 hour weeks. I laid back down and watched Rob get dressed, I felt sleepy. He took a piece of paper from my desk and wrote down my phone number. When he was ready to go he returned to my bed, bent over me, brushed my hair from my face and kissed me softly on the lips. "Have a wonderful nap" he was smiling" I hope you dream of me." " I will." and I did . I woke up to the intercom buzzer at noon. I pulled myself out of bed, put on my robe,walked to the small box in the wall next my door and pushed the talk button. "Hello." "I have a delivery for Shawna Thomas." the voice sounded Chinese. "What kind of delivery?" I asked. "Flowers, ma'am." He sent me flowers!"Third floor, make a left, last door in the right." I buzzed him in. The two dozen red roses were beautiful. I didn't have a vase, but they still looked beautiful in my water pitcher on my kitchen counter . Rob called at 3, halfway through his golf game. We made plans to go on the first of many dates over the next 10 months. He was my first love and our relationship was filled with a lot of pleasurable, passionate sex. He bought me my first set of implants (a Christmas present), I got a red heart tattooed on my butt because he thought would be sexy (he held my hand through the whole thing) . Rob taught me how to make love, give love and receive love. I still think about him everyday. Rob died in an accident the next summer, driving home from my apartment on a Sunday evening.