I had flown in earlier in the day and now it was nearly eight-thirty and I had ordered a second beer in the smoky little pub when every eye in the place turned to the door. Amy was standing there in a skin tight, maroon taffeta dress cut barely mid thigh. In her high heels she was well over six feet tall and her long shapely legs seemed to go on forever. Her plunging neckline showed off the high firm breasts that topped her slender athletic figure and made it hard to con- centrate on her beautiful face.

She broke into a big smile when she spotted me and walked over to my table. The sigh of disappointment was almost perceptible from the men in the pub when she put her arm around me and we met in a huge kiss.

As the evening wore on we laughed and joked and enjoyed the food and beer. I was a little uncomfortable dancing with a woman four inches taller than I was but after a few beers our bodies were pressed together on the crowded floor. When we were too tired to stand, we leaned on each other and walked the few blocks to her apartment.

We faced each other in the dim light and she kicked off her high heels so we could finally stand eye to eye. I found myself fumbling with the long zipper on the taffeta dress and finally succeeded in peeling it away from her slender body. We kissed long and deep as she stripped my clothes off and pushed me on my back across the bed. I just lay there with my erect member pointing at the ceiling as she straddled me and climbed on.

Her firm abdominal muscles and what she could do with her pussy were truly incredible. I thought back to the night we spent on the beach as waves of pleasure over- whelmed me. When my cum finally shot deep into her lush body and I was totally expended, we lay in each other's arms and fell sound asleep.

I have always been an early riser and woke at the first light of day. Amy was still sleeping soundly beside me and her naked breasts rose and fell with her rhythmic breathing. For a while I just lay there perched on one elbow watching her sleep. Her long slender body was stretched out on top of the covers and her ebony skin contrasted with the white satin of the bed. Her eyes were closed and her face looked peaceful and relaxed. I admired the long smooth muscles of her firm athletic body. When I couldn't resist any longer, I reached out and ran my hands over her soft skin.

She stirred, rolled over and then got up and excused herself. I knew it was time to make my move so I got out the length of flexible wire I brought with me and looked for someplace to suspend it. The room had a high ceiling with several metal brackets that would do nicely so I looped it over one of them and let the noose dangle in a convenient spot.

When Amy walked out of the bathroom, I stepped up behind her and pulling her by the hair I slipped the loop of wire over her pretty head and pulled it tight.

Using all of my weight, I took up the slack and hoisted her slender body off the ground. She twisted and kicked and tried desperately to escape while I stood back and watched her struggle.

First she tried to get her fingers under the wire and relieve the pressure on her throat. It was much too tight and slight trickles of blood were starting to show as it cut into her neck. She tried to grab the wire and lift herself but couldn't get a grip. Her toes were just a few inches too high as tried to find the ground.

Her eyes bulged as her face contorted from the pressure. A swollen tongue protruded from parted lips. Her body jerked and twitched as her feet kicked aimlessly in the air. And then she was still.

As I watched the beautiful woman die, memories came flooding back of her running on the beach in her orange bikini or rushing the volleyball net to slam home a point. From the first day we met I knew one day I would kill her and that anticipation had built up to this moment.

When the last of her death throes had subsided, I walked over and put my arms around her. I could feel her familiar body as her breasts pressed against my naked chest. I knew she was dead so I released the wire and let her slump into my arms. Her head fell across my shoulder and I could feel her full weight as I carried her to the bed.

I took the noose off her impossibly twisted neck and did my best to close her eyes and compose her features. Running my hands over her full voluptuous breasts I enjoyed the soft feeling of her still corpse. I let my tongue linger as I tasted the bile in her mouth and explored her swollen tongue and lips.

The firm muscular body was now soft and yielding as I spread her thighs and lifted her hips to meet my throbbing erection. I drove myself into her warm wet softness again and again feeling my orgasm build.

When I couldn't hold back any longer and my come finally gushed into her beautiful corpse I felt an amazing sense of relief. I closed my eyes as I pressed the full length of my body against the dead woman savoring the pleasure of the moment. At last I found myself totally satisfied.

After a long hot shower, I shaved and dressed slowly. I lingered for a few minutes over the still body on the bed and caressed her soft nipples one last time. Then I kissed her lips and quietly walked out the door.

On the flight home I twisted and turned and tried to sleep in the cramped airplane seat. Every time I dozed off, images of Amy's limp body would appear and I would wake up with a start. All the anticipation had gone and left only a hollow feeling. It always happened that way.

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