4 comments/ 20062 views/ 13 favorites Life’s Strange Turns Ch. 01-02 By: deadeye_76 This is a much more romantic story than my previous ones. I call it an erotic romance, because it's mainly a romance novel with some sex scenes. I've been working on it for a while and it is almost done. I'll be submitting it as I finish my editing. It's also a departure because I am trying something new with the two points of view. Life's Strange Turns. Prologue ***** Dennis ***** I smiled into the mirror as I hurriedly got dressed. I had to hurry, it was going to be a good day for me, not so good for Jennifer. Chapter 1. 11 years ago, Dec 22nd, 1999 ***** Dennis ***** I was home for Christmas. I had just finished my first year of grad school at the University of Illinois. I was majoring in Computer Science and started last January after trying to work for a year and a half with just my B.S. It wasn't working out and I wanted the advanced degree. A not-so-close friend had invited me to this party not far from my home in southern Illinois. I agreed mainly because I was bored. I had had a few dates at school, but was working so hard the first year to get all my required classes out of the way that I had left little time for a social life. I felt bored and lonely now that I was home and was, to put it bluntly, looking for some action; guy translation is "get laid". I wandered around the party, talking to most of the other guests. There were some cute women there, but nobody really caught my fancy. Then she came around the corner, holding a beer. My breath caught. She was about 5'8", auburn hair, green eyes, pale skin with freckles, decent figure, and carried herself well. She was wearing a bright red blouse for the Christmas season and a black skirt that went to her knees. Of course I noticed that she was well built. I think any man would. She had a little bit of a pear shape, with small, but firm breasts, a narrow waist, and nice wide hips. They were wide, but not overly so, just enough to make for a good hold when you are... you know. My buddies and I liked to refer to nice wide hips as an "all night saddle". When she turned to look at me I felt like a deer caught in a car's headlights. I couldn't take my eyes away from hers. There was something mesmerizing about looking into her eyes. I don't know how long we looked at each other, but she finally looked down and away sheepishly and then back up at me and giggled. She walked toward me. I tried to compose myself quickly. "You know it's not polite to stare." I ravaged my brain for a good comeback. "A great work of art sometimes requires a detailed study." I smiled as she looked at me and I could feel something about the pull of this beauty. In only a second I sensed that she was much more mature than the other female airheads I had been meeting. She looked at me and grinned. "Is that the best you could come up with on short notice?" I tried to think of something to say, but there was nothing else I could do. "Yeah. Pretty lame?" "Yes, it is. Why don't you tell me the real reason you were staring." She was pushing and I knew it. "Because you are the most beautiful woman at this party and I couldn't take my eyes off you." She smiled at that. "Much better. If I had asked for your assessment of the 'art', what would have been your response?" "Stunning." She blushed a little. "Hmmm. I won't say that flattery will get you everywhere, but maybe I won't be angry at you for staring... just this once." She grinned a little at me, giving me that coy look. God, I loved the way she smiled and how her straight white teeth showed against her bright red lipstick. She was gorgeous when that smile lit up her face. I decided to flatter some more. I couldn't help it. "Thank you. I don't know if I'll ever be able to stop staring at you when you walk into a room." She laughed at that and it was a wonderful throaty laugh with no hint of that fake tittering that too many young women put on when they think it's necessary. "If you keep that up, I'll have to create a fan club and name you president." "I wouldn't be surprised if you didn't already have a fan club." She laughed again. "Okay, stop with all the flattery. You're going to make me either get a big head or be self-conscious about being around you." "Sorry. I just call them the way I see them, but if you'd prefer that I stop flattering you then maybe you'd better go somewhere else... like China!" She smiled and then held her drink in her left hand and held out her right. "Jennifer Hausman. I think I'm pleased to meet you." She gave me a sly look. I shook her hand. "Dennis Johnson. I know I'm pleased to meet you." She looked at me slyly. "Yeah, that's why I may not be pleased to meet you. You might be some snake charmer of a man, who knows how to charm women out of their clothes." Wow! That was direct... and absolutely what I was thinking about until I stared into her eyes. "I'm not a snake charmer and I doubt that any man has gotten you out of your clothes without you wanting it." Let's see how she played that line. She looked up at me quizzically. Or maybe I was drunk and it wasn't a very good line after all. "Is that a back-handed complement?" I looked down at the floor for a moment. "Well, that's how I meant it. I meant that you appeared to be a woman who was strong enough to make up her own mind about people and not be taken in by any snake charmer." I held my breath, hoping she wasn't going to walk away. "That's what I was hoping you meant." She paused. "I'd hate to throw you back when you appear to be the only keeper here." Whew! That was close. "Thank you. I know that was a complement." "Yes, it was. It was also the truth. I've been hit on by so many guys since I got here I feel like a punching bag." I laughed at that. "Well, look at you. Young, beautiful, dressed sharply, highly intelligent, it's what every man wants. And I have to admit that I was going to hit on you, too. But since you put it that way, why don't I just ask you to sit down and talk." She looked at me closely. I couldn't lie to her. I felt like she could see right thru me and knew exactly what I was thinking and really meant. "Still with the flattery, huh. Well, I know for sure that that is not what most men want. Only part of that is what they want; the part below the neck. The rest just gets in their way." "We are rather transparent at times." She looked up at me like she was making a decision. "Okay. Let's go into the den. I think we can sit down there." She took my hand and led me thru a large section of the party, which inhabited the living room, dining room, and kitchen toward the den. Her hand was cool and slightly moist from handling the beer bottle, but it electrified me. When we reached the den, we sat on a small loveseat. There were probably eight other people in the room, but I couldn't tell you what any of them looked like. I couldn't take my eyes off her. The loveseat was small enough that we were almost touching. She leaned back and looked at me closely. She asked how I knew the folks here and where I lived. Then we found out we had something in common. "So, snake charmer, what do you do for a living?" "I'm going to graduate school up at U of I." She stared at me. "What?" I finally asked. "I'm going to U of I, too. I'm a senior." "What's your major?" "English Literature." I smiled. "Uh-oh. Better not get into a war of words with you, huh?" She laughed. "Somehow I don't think you have a problem finding the right words with girls." "Who me?" I put on a little of a drawl, even though that was not common in this section of southern Illinois. "I'm just a local yokel from these parts, who is trying not to lose a battle of wits with a smart woman." She slapped me on the arm. "Snake charmer!" I laughed. "Okay. You caught me. My only intention was to part you from your panties." She smiled and looked at me intensely again. My smile wavered. Did I push too far? I'd better say something before she nailed me for that one. "But if you agree to let me take you to dinner after Christmas, I'll get up and leave right now." She kept staring at me. Finally, she got up and put out her hand. "Come with me, snake charmer." I took her hand and stood up. What the hell was this? Where were we going? She led me back thru the house toward the back door. Just when we got there she looked around and saw nobody paying too much attention and opened the door just to the left of the back door. She led me thru it and down some stairs into the basement. It was finished and the stairs led to a pretty good sized playroom. It was filled with toys for smaller children. She led me back thru this room, past a bathroom and toward another door. She opened it and led me in. It was a spare bedroom. There was a large bed, probably queen size, a chest of drawers, a couple of floor lamps and a closet. She flipped the switch and one of the floor lamps came on. She turned behind me to close the door and then locked it. She turned back to me and before I could say anything she grabbed me and kissed me. I could immediately feel her tongue pushing against my teeth, asking for my tongue to spar with hers. I opened wide and the fencing began. Her body felt firm and athletic. I had my arms around her, but I let one hand slip down onto her ass and it was very firm and a little bit of a bubble butt. Yum! She was plastered to me now, her breasts poking me. She was a great kisser and felt fantastic so in no time I was sporting an erection that felt like it was going to split my pants. She knew it, too, and was rubbing her hip on it. She broke the kiss and smiled. "What do you think?" I smiled. "Stunning!" She laughed and looked up at me, although at 5'8" and in low heels she almost reached my 5'11". "There's something about you that I can't put my finger on, but maybe just this once I'll let you charm me out of my panties." Damn! Smart, beautiful, direct, and wants to fuck me! Wow! "What? You think you can bed me on our first... meeting?" She laughed again as she snuggled up to me. "Absolutely!" I held her in my arms and smiled. "Okay, you're right. I'm a guy. I'm easy. I'll take my pants off at the drop of a hat." We were now swaying to the music filtering down from upstairs and she looked up at me. "Shame I don't have a hat." Damn! This woman was funny and smart and I wanted to rip her clothes off before she changed her mind. Instead I leaned over and kissed her again. Hard! She tasted like a mix of beer and some breath freshener. Her hair had the faint smell of strawberries. She was delicious and I wanted to devour her. As I kissed her I slipped my hands over her ass. It was firm and only made my erection throb more. She ground herself against it. Finally she pulled away and looked at me with concern. "Shit! My purse is upstairs!" I looked at her questioningly. "Your purse?" She looked stricken. "Do you have a condom on you right now?" "No." "Well, then I need to get to my purse. You didn't look like the type to carry it in your back pocket. If you did, I might be out of here." What was I supposed to say to that? No, I keep them in my car? I said the only thing I could think of. "Okay." "I'll run upstairs and get it. Why don't you get in that bed. I'll be right back." She left and I looked around the room. Was this really going to be this easy? We meet, she likes me, we have a little lively banter, and she takes me to the basement to fuck me? Was this heaven... no it's Iowa (or in this case Illinois). I thought that maybe I had better wait until she came back to get undressed. Who knew what was going to happen once she went back upstairs. She might change her mind and leave me hanging. I also thought about what she said in reference to the condom. She wouldn't have liked the idea that I was carrying a condom in case I got lucky, but she was carrying one. Hmmm. Have to remember that for later. I suddenly heard laughter and two people coming down the basement stairs. Uh-oh! What the hell was this? I stepped out of the bedroom and went into the bathroom. I closed the door enough so that I couldn't be seen. Was it another couple? Was she waylaid by someone and couldn't get out of explaining why she was in the basement? My erection was history. Peeking around the door, I saw a couple go past that I didn't know. They headed into the bedroom and closed the door. Just as the door closed, I heard more steps on the stairs. I quickly opened the bathroom door and stepped out. Jennifer came around the corner and I held my index finger up to my lips to shush her. She looked at me quizzically. I pointed to the bedroom door and the fact that it was closed. Recognition passed over her face. She giggled lightly and signaled me to head back upstairs with her. I followed her. When we got back upstairs we both broke out laughing at what had just occurred. "It's a good thing I wasn't in that bed waiting for you!" I exclaimed thru my laughter. That caused a new set of giggles. She finally was able to talk again. "That would have been priceless; you, already naked in bed, when they walked in." I calmed down and looked at her more seriously. "Do you want to go somewhere else?" I still wanted to have sex with this woman. She studied me for a second. "No, I think not. I think I have had a little too much to drink and was making decisions with the wrong part of my body. You're a guy, you know all about that. It's best if I just go home." I smiled, but was cursing under my breath. "Yeah, I do know all about that. Can I take you out to dinner after Christmas?" She looked at me and reached into her purse. She took out a business card and a pen and wrote a phone number on the back. "If, when you wake up tomorrow, you still want to call me, here's my home phone number." I took it and looked at it. "Okay. I'm definitely going to call." She looked at me. "I bet you will, lucky man. You don't even know me and almost got lucky." I took her into my arms and hugged her. "I already got lucky." She pulled back and hit me on the arm. "Snake charmer!" I laughed and feigned being hurt by her punch. She smiled and leaned into me. "I need to go now before I do something stupid... like I was going to do in the basement." Damn! She was having second thoughts and wasn't even sober yet. "I'll walk you out." We both retrieved our coats and I walked her out to her car. She was humming something, but I couldn't make it out. When we reached her car, an older Honda Civic, she turned and I heard it enough to catch the tune. "Some enchanted evening, you may see a stranger." I sang the first line. She looked up at me. "What did you say?" "That tune you are humming, it's Some Enchanted Evening from South Pacific." She stared at me. "I was humming that?" "Uh... yeah. Just now." She appeared to not even know she was doing it. "Interesting choice considering the way we met." So maybe she was a hopeless romantic, too. If I could see her in the dark, I could have sworn from her reaction that she was blushing. She looked at me, but not directly. "I didn't even know I was doing it. I saw it last week with my mother on TV. It's one of her favorites." I tried to move us away from the immediate romantic connotations. "Mine, too. It addresses some societal issues in a very interesting way. It has some great songs. My mother had season tickets to the Muni (Municipal Opera in Forest Park in St. Louis that has outdoor plays and musicals all summer) in St. Louis and when I was young she would take us with her. They have free seats in the very back and I got to see it and a bunch of plays and other musicals live." She opened her car and started to get in. She turned just before she started to sit down. "Thank you for making this an interesting evening." She leaned toward me for a kiss and I kissed her lightly. She was not in a position for more than that. She was halfway in the car. "I'll call you." I said to her as the door closed. She started the car, then turned and looked at me. She waved and drove off. I stood there for a minute thinking. What just happened? There was an immediate attraction, she led me to the basement, we were going to have sex, then we are interrupted and she suddenly gets coy again. I definitely needed to call her. There was something about her that was more than intriguing. She was different than anyone I had ever met. ***** Jennifer ***** As I drove home, I tried to reconstruct what just happened. I know I was a little drunk and, fortunately, it was less than a mile on a deserted road to my house. Did I really just almost have sex with a man I just met? That wasn't completely new, but mostly unlike me. I had only done it a couple of times and regretted both instances. In this case, however, I was thinking I regretted it not happening. Hmmm. I had never had sex that quickly with anyone. My two previous one night stands were at least with someone I had spent the evening with getting to know something about them. Unfortunately, even that was not enough. What was it about this guy that set him apart? He was not some Greek god with huge shoulders and a physically imposing demeanor. He seemed to be in good shape, but was not the god type. But boy, could he kiss! He definitely deserved an A for that effort. I giggled as I remembered it. It was impossible not to feel his hard on pressing up against me. I even rubbed myself against it. Damn! I could feel the heat in my panties and the fact that my nether regions were swollen with more blood than normal. I'm horny! Maybe that explained it all. But there was something else. And then he knew that song I was humming. How many guys would have caught that? Did that mean he was different? Probably not. He was still just a guy... and then again... when he was staring at me I could feel his piercing gaze all the way to my toes. It didn't make me feel like he was leering at me. He seemed to be able to determine who and what I was just by looking into my eyes. He knew all the right things to say. A few frilly words and I was ready to count ceiling tiles? Wait! Where was that phrase from? Oh, yeah... the movie "Roxanne". Shit! He was probably a snake charmer after all. And I almost fell for the oldest trick in the book. Get a girl drunk who is a little horny, then ply her with flattery, and then convince her that you are sincere; all just to get her naked. I was almost that unfortunate cliché. I was just going to have to nip this in the bud as soon as we went to dinner. Wait! Was I even going to go to dinner with him? Well, maybe just once. Chapter 2. Dec 28th, 1999 ***** Dennis ***** I had called her the day after Christmas and asked her to dinner at one of the less expensive, but still decent sit down restaurants. Now I was waiting at the table. I made the reservation for 7pm and it was now 7:20, so I was a little concerned that she had stood me up. At the same time, I felt that she would never do that. It wasn't her style. She was too honest and if she didn't want to come to dinner, she just would have said so. ***** Jennifer ***** When Dennis had called me, I had wanted to say no to a dinner date. But the more we talked, the more I wanted to know about him. I found out a lot about him from one of my sister's friends. I discovered that he went to the high school a few towns away and was a baseball player. He had really good grades and went to the University of Illinois for his undergraduate degree in Computer Science. He tried to work for a little over a year and decided that he would return to school last January for his graduate degree in Computer Science. I talked to him for a while and decided to meet him for dinner. Now I was late. I had had to wait for my mother to finish with the last customer at work because I was working in her travel agency over the holidays. That had taken too long, and then I had fussed over what to wear to set the right mood, including panties and bra. After all, I might attack him! I liked the sound of that! Finally, when driving to the next town, I got stuck behind a tractor for 10 minutes. Damn it! Everything was set against me tonight. I just hoped that the rest of the evening went better. Life’s Strange Turns Ch. 01-02 Finally, I got to the parking lot, parked, and rushed into the restaurant. I saw him immediately, sitting over by one of the large plate glass windows, looking out at the Christmas decorations on some of the local businesses. I approached and I saw him turn and look at me. He smiled and I knew why I agreed to have dinner with him. He was just a normal guy, but something about him put a clench in my stomach whenever our eyes met. I liked being around him. I returned the smile and I rushed to the table. Under my coat, I was wearing a nice ribbed turtleneck and jeans. I had decided to go safe. "Sorry I'm late. Everything conspired against me." I watched him closely for how he handled it. I was, after all, 25 minutes late. He smiled and appeared at ease; no hint of exasperation. "No problem. I was just relaxing and enjoying my beer. I knew that you wouldn't stand me up and that something must have happened." "Oh, god. Everything went wrong. My mother kept me late at the travel agency and then I got behind a large combine or tractor that I couldn't get around. Heaven knows what it was doing out this time of year. I'm so sorry." "Don't worry about it. Let's forget about it and just enjoy dinner." Dennis opened a menu. "I haven't been here before. Have you? You know what's good here?" "Yeah, I've been here several times. The best is the veal piccata. The veal is excellent and the sauce and capers are the best I've ever had." "Wow! I love veal piccata and that's quite a recommendation!" Dennis put the menu down. "That's what I'm having." I looked at him and liked that. I had never had anyone I was having dinner with immediately go with my recommendation. They all had wanted to put their own stamp on their selection. I felt like that showed that he respected me... well, at least my opinion of food. I smiled, remembering that we had almost had sex. I had liked him from the moment we met and this was reinforcing that. "What?" Dennis had seen me smile. I wondered if I should tell him what I was thinking. Why not? I wanted to be honest with him. "I was just amazed that you immediately went with my recommendation. I like that you did that." Dennis looked at me a little puzzled. "Why? I love veal piccata and you said it was good here." "Well, most of the men I've dated had to look over the menu some more and make sure that it was their decision to select their meal." He stared at me. "What? Why? What difference does that make?" He was actually perplexed. I smiled and looked down at my napkin, readjusting it. Wasn't it obvious? "I guess maybe these guys I've been dating are either too hung up on themselves or can't let it be known that a woman might make up their mind for them." "I don't know why. It's only selecting a meal. I didn't ask you to pick out a new car for me." I laughed at that. God, this guy was so not like my other dates. He was open and honest and said what he thought. "You don't try to mince words, do you? You just come out and say exactly what you want, don't you?" Dennis smiled. "I try not to play games. Well, maybe I have done that a little, with some women, but you don't seem that type. I think I can tell you anything." The waiter came up right then and interrupted the conversation, so we ordered and Dennis did order the veal piccata. After the waiter left, Dennis looked at me. I had to look away. Sometimes his gaze was too intense. When I looked back, he was still staring at me. "What?" "Still stunning." Dennis grinned. "Snake charmer!" The rest of the meal went very well. We talked about our families and who we both knew in the nearby towns. I had never felt so relaxed on a first date. I was hoping that Dennis felt the same way. After we paid and rose to leave, Dennis came over and helped me with my coat. Then he did something that startled me. He buttoned it up. It felt very personal and attentive. I was amazed and when he finished and looked up at me he smiled. I felt it all the way down to my toes... and that place in the middle was heating up, too. There was some kind of chemistry here. He led me outside. It was cold and threatening snow. "How about a stroll around the little downtown area here?" "Okay."I pulled my coat tightly about me and then put my hand back down for him to take it. I liked the idea of strolling around this little town with all the Christmas decorations while holding his hand. We walked and talked as we meandered thru the small downtown area and we were back at our cars in very little time. When we reached my car, I took my keys out and unlocked it, but didn't open the door. Instead I turned and leaned against the door. I wonder if he knew what I wanted. Dennis stood right in front of me. He leaned down, putting his hands on my car either side of me, pressing lightly, but still firmly against me as he kissed me. His kisses were as wonderful as I remembered. He made it a soft start as he slowly put his lips on mine and we just lightly touched lips. Then he would push a little harder and snake his tongue out against my lips, probing and seeking permission to enter. I opened my mouth and his tongue met mine in a flurry of fighting to enter the other's mouth. I put my hands around him, kissing him back hard, drawing us into a tight clench, telling him that I really wanted him. I didn't know if he knew how much, my erogenous zones starting to beg for attention. When the kiss was finished, Dennis stood up straight and stared into my eyes, both of us catching our breath. I could feel myself getting warm, my panties sticking to me. Damn, this guy was good! He pulled away. "Can I call you at school? I really want to see you again." I stared at him. I wanted him now... right now. "I don't think I can wait that long." Dennis smiled. "Me, neither. Do you want to have lunch tomorrow? What about New Year's Eve? Do you have plans?" That was not exactly what I had in mind. I grinned and looked down at his chest as I ran my hands over it, wondering what it would be like skin to skin. "That's not what I meant. What I meant was that I don't want to wait another moment to have sex. I want to go somewhere right now. Does that shock you?" Dennis looked at me for a moment. "I wouldn't say shocked. Maybe a little surprised." He leaned in and kissed me lightly and then whispered breathlessly. "But I would be lying if I didn't say I had hoped for it, prayed for it, was willing to beg for it." He grinned at his little joke. That made me laugh. "Beg, huh? Not really necessary at this point. Okay, so where do we go? I have family at my house." "No problem. My family is all out and I have a separate entrance to the basement where I stay when I come home. We can go there." I hesitated for a second. Was I really going to do this? I took a deep breath. "Okay, I'll follow you." I got in my car. What the hell was I doing? I had never, not once, initiated sex, and here I was doing it again with this guy. What kind of hold did he have over me? I wanted to spend every moment with him. When he kissed me, it seemed like I was the center of his universe. I don't know why, but he was able to make me feel that way. He also put a tingle in my nipples and pussy that were undeniable. Okay, that could have been mostly due to the fact that I had not had sex in several months and I was horny. But the more I thought about it the more I realized it actually felt good to initiate it... it felt... freeing. I was glad I had done this. ***** Dennis ***** I didn't even feel the cold as I walked to my car. Holy shit! She still wanted to have sex with me! I had never had a woman take the initiative like this. She was intelligent, interesting, gorgeous, had a fantastic laugh, and her eyes were mesmerizing. It didn't hurt that I could tell that she had a killer body under those clothes. I drove slowly and led her the 12 miles back to my house. I was glad to see that my family was all still out. I pulled into the head of the driveway and rolled down my window. I motioned for her to park in front so that she wouldn't get blocked in when my family came home. I then pulled to the very back of the driveway and waited for her. She came up the driveway like we were just going inside to watch a movie, seemingly at ease. I was getting butterflies in my stomach as I thought about unwrapping the best present I was going to get for these holidays. The house was on a hill and had been built into it so that the basement was a walk-in from the back and the additional bedroom for the house was in the finished basement. She smiled and I took her hand and led her around to the basement entrance. ***** Jennifer ***** I parked out front and walked toward him, trying to remain calm. I had not had sex in a few months and had initiated it. What must he really think about that? Would he assume that I was always this easy? Would he assume that I was always horny? Would he assume that all it took was some frilly words to get me naked on my back? God, what the hell was I doing? I tried to remain calm as I walked up the driveway and he led me around the back. My stomach was clenched in both sexual anticipation and nervousness. Dennis led me around the back and opened the door. When I entered and he turned on the light, I could see that we were in a den-like area. There were some child toys in a box in the corner, several chairs and a large rear-projection TV. Dennis took my hand again and led me around the corner, past the stairwell leading to the main floor, past a bathroom and into a large bedroom. It was neatly appointed, clean, and the bed was nicely made. I could also see that he was basically living out of his suitcase. It was still propped up against a wall with clothes in it. However, they were all neatly folded and arranged. Wow! He was organized. This was a first for me. None of my relatives or other guys I knew kept everything this neat; most never even made their bed. Well, the time had arrived. It was time to take charge. ***** Dennis ***** I opened the door, led her inside the bedroom and turned on the light. I could see her taking it all in. I was glad that I was neat and kept the place clean. I hated messy people who never cleaned up anything, but were always apologizing about their messiness. I turned to Jennifer. "Let me take your coat." I slipped it off her shoulders and hung both of our coats in the closet. I turned back to her and there was that moment of trepidation caused by two completely separate individuals trying to figure out the next step. I decided to just kiss her. She kissed me back... hard. We tongue fenced and I was hard in 30 seconds. She rubbed up against my boner and we dry humped standing there for a moment. Then she backed away. She put her hands up and pushed me back on the bed. I sat down. She stared at me. "This was my call." She grinned. I just sat there and watched. Jennifer removed her shoes and socks and placed them by the chair near a small desk. It was winter, but her toenails were nicely painted. Did she have this in mind all along? She put her hands down to the bottom of her turtleneck and slowly peeled it up and off. Her lustrous hair flopped back down as she got it off, making a nice contrast to the pale skin she had. She was wearing a simple black bra, which held what looked like nice firm tits, and her waist was small and flat. She was definitely in good shape. She then peeled off her jeans, wiggling her hips back and forth, as women must when they are wearing them fairly tight. She stood up. She was wearing black bikini panties that matched her bra; simple, but elegant. Her hips were a little wider than her torso. She was probably something like 36C – 25 – 38, but that was just an uneducated guess. Her breasts were larger than I initially thought because of her frame and long torso. Her hips were definitely an all night saddle! All I could say was a simple "Wow" and she blushed. She then reached up behind her back and released her bra. She held it in front of herself for a second, took a deep breath, and then dropped it. Her breasts were perfectly formed. They were not large on her frame, very pale, with a few freckles across the top, and with dusky pink areolas and bright pink nipples. I had heard them called "cotton candy nipples" by some because of the color. The nipples were standing up, hard and excited. I could only stare. She put her hands into the sides of her panties and looked at me. She smiled shyly, but stripped the panties off. She took them and put them with the rest of her clothes on the chair. She stood up and I looked at her crotch. Her pussy was shaved to an arrowhead over the top, the rest bare, and her slit was slightly visible between her legs. I looked up at her eyes and could see and feel her anticipation. She seemed unsure about what I would think of her body. I could never understand why some beautiful women didn't think they looked good when naked. I just said one word. "Stunning!" She blushed. ***** Jennifer ***** I felt his gaze on my nakedness and blushed. I could see the lust in his eyes as he muttered that I was stunning and I wanted to undress him next. I was glad that he was letting me set the pace and do this. It was my show after all. I moved to the bed and started unbuttoning his shirt. I had it off in a flash. Then I removed his t-shirt and ran my hands over his chest. He was mostly hairless and smooth. He was not overly muscled, but lean and strong. I could feel it in his chest and stomach. I moved to his feet and took off his shoes and socks. When I ran my fingers over the soles of his feet he jerked a little. I smiled at his ticklishness and he smiled back. I then went to his belt and unbuckled it. He sat there staring at me. I looked up and saw that he was actually watching my hands, not staring at my other body parts. I liked that. I finally had his belt undone and removed his pants and boxers in one easy pull. I threw them on the floor and looked at what I had revealed. It was not a huge cock. I had seen some of those in porn movies, but it was still good size. It was hard and sticking straight up, revealing it to be about 7" in length with a nice girth. I looked up at Dennis and he was watching me closely. I stared up into his eyes as I leaned forward and planted a kiss on his dick. He smiled and reached for me. But before he pulled me up, I wanted to taste his manhood. I leaned over and took as much as I could into my mouth, about 5-6 inches. I bobbed a couple of times and then released it. He let out a slight moan and stared at me the entire time. He pulled me up and kissed me strongly, his hands running over my nipples. I had always reacted to nipple play. They were sensitive and were my 'on' buttons. Playing with them was like starting a fire in my pussy. He rubbed them and lightly pinched them. I broke the kiss and moaned. I was more than turned on at this point. I think I had anticipated this since before dinner and now I was definitely wet and ready for sex, not any more foreplay. It was definitely going to be quick tonight. Dennis leaned back on the bed and I climbed up over him, dragging my body over his and sitting on top of him. I trapped his dick against his belly and rubbed against it. Mmmm. I rocked back and forth, rubbing my now wetness over his dick and letting it tickle my clit a little. I wanted to fuck now. I knew all along that I was going to end up here. He suddenly stopped me and I looked up, wondering what was going on. "Wait! I don't have a condom on." Dennis said to me. I looked at him. "Fuck it! I want it bareback. I'm on the pill and we are both safe, right?" Dennis looked at me for a microsecond and just nodded. I made my point by reaching back and lining his dick up with my hole. He didn't argue. He was a guy and I knew he would not argue about going bareback with me. I rocked back and forth, letting his throbbing pole pick up my juices and kept taking a little more each time. Finally, he was buried in me and I let all my weight rest on him. I really needed this right now and it felt wonderful. I looked down at him and his eyes were closed as he enjoyed the sensation. I smiled. "You feel really good in me." He opened his eyes and smiled. "You feel sensational!" I smiled and giggled a little, then sat up a little straighter. "Mmmm. That's so good." I could see that Dennis was watching my face closely as I raised and lowered myself on him. I would close my eyes as I lowered myself, feeling the penetration reach up into me. His upward curvature meant that he was rubbing my g-spot as it went into my pussy. It felt so good and I started slowly luxuriating in the wonderful feeling that was building in me. I would open them and look at him when I rose up. Dennis reached up and cupped and then lightly rolled my nipples. I looked at him and moaned. I loved that. My nipples got more and more sensitive during sex and I was glad that he was paying attention. I looked down at him and saw his eyes sweeping over me, checking out every inch of me. I was so horny and wanted to cum. ***** Dennis ***** I was in heaven. This goddess-like woman was fucking me. We met, we had dinner, and she attacked me. I was afraid I was going to wake up and find it was all an erotic dream. She was riding me and the anticipation meant that I wasn't going to last long. I just hoped that it was long enough to get her off. Her breasts were bouncing beautifully as she rode me. She was moaning and closing her eyes and I reached up and lightly tugged on her nipples. They were so beautiful; long, diamond drill hard, extremely sensitive. She moaned, telling me that she liked that so I pulled her down and took one in my mouth. Licking at the nipple and then sucking as much of the entire tit as I could get into my mouth. She shuddered slightly at that. I continued to lick and suck on her tits while she rode me. I wanted to get her off so I took my right hand and put it between us, palm up on her stomach. I forced it down until I could get my thumb to the top of her slit. I knew I could get her off if I could get to her clit. She was already pretty worked up and moaning. I finally found it and started rubbing it in time with her movement up and down on me. That caused an immediate reaction. She moaned more and increased the speed of her hips. She started bouncing up and down hard, closing her eyes and screwing up her face. I could see her working toward her orgasm, the wave building, threatening to crash over her. I could cum just watching her enjoy herself like this. She was bouncing up and down on me hard and our pubic bones were mashing against each other and smashing my hand, but I didn't care. It was glorious. I knew I was going to cum in about 10 seconds and I hoped I was judging her body's reaction correctly and that she would be joining me. Then she suddenly reached orgasm. She stopped bouncing and held herself still for a second. All her muscles went taut and I could see all the tendons in her neck stand out. Her eyes were closed, her head was thrown back, and she rode it out like a bucking bronco as I continued to thumb her clit. She finally relaxed and collapsed on top of me. "Did you cum with me?" She didn't raise her head, just whispered while lying on top of me. "No." "Mmmm. Good. I want to feel it when you cum. I want to see your face." I started thrusting again, knowing I would be there soon. She rose up to look down at me and stared. She let me bounce her up and down a few more times and I stared at her. Her tits were bouncing again, her hips slapping up against mine, and she started moaning again. All too soon it overtook me and I blasted her. I shot several large streams deep into her, each time holding myself buried up against her, until I was spent. I fell back on the bed and opened my eyes. Life’s Strange Turns Ch. 01-02 She was smiling and staring at me. "You really got lost in that one. I could see how much you enjoyed it. I loved feeling you jerk and spasm as you came." "It was fantastic... you were fantastic." We cuddled for a couple minutes and then she rolled off me, reaching for the Kleenex on my nightstand. She wiped herself a little and threw the Kleenex in the trashcan. She turned to look at me and smiled. She looked down at my deflated dick. She got more Kleenex and wiped him off a little. Then she ran her fingers over it. I moaned. "You are the real snake charmer!" She laughed that wonderful laugh. "Yes, well your snake looks a little worn out right now." "I want to thank you for that." She leaned over and put her head on my chest. "Mmmm. Can I stay here a little while?" "Sure." We got up and pealed the covers back and crawled into bed. One quick fuck and we were both exhausted. I think we were both tired from the holiday season and we were asleep before we knew it.