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Height (MF, rom)
by Ball Four

ballfour45 at lycos dot com
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/ballfour/

## The following story contains explicit description of sexual
activity.  If you are under 18 or live where this material is not
permitted, please do not continue reading.  
Just do it.

** This story is fiction.  Any resemblance to anyone or anything
living, dead, or undead is purely coincidental


Height
------

"She's a really nice girl," Johanna said.

Drew tried not to roll his eyes.  He knew what that meant.  "I don't
know," he said.  Johanna was hard to say 'no' to straight up.

"You afraid of a blind date?" she asked.

"It's not that.  I've been on them before.  Didn't we meet that way?"

Johanna was a good friend these past five years.  They had an on again,
off again relationship their first year and then settled into just
remaining good friends.  They still met for lunch often.  They agreed
it was best to never ever go to each other's place again.

"Yeah!  That's right!" she said recalling.  "So what's the big deal?"

"I ended up with just a friend and not a girlfriend," he answered.

Johanna smirked.  "I already told her about you."

"She still agreed?"

"Drew!" she said getting annoyed.  "She's excited to meet you."

"Johanna," he said.  "Why are you doing this to me?"

"I thought I might put two friends together."

"What's she do?"

"I'm not going to take up conversation you two can have," she said.

He shook his head 'no'.

"Please.  Do it for me," she pleaded.

"Okay.  You owe me," Drew said.

"Anything!" she answered and then stopped when she realized what she
just said.  "Except for what we agreed not to do ever again."

Drew was in agreement with that.  It would be foolish to ever resume
a physical relationship with Johanna.

"Alright," he said with resignation.

"Thank you!" she said excitedly and hugged him.

It brought memories back to him of Johanna in his arms after sex.  Sex
was the only way they were compatible with each other and it was
fantastic.  Beyond that, they needed each other in small doses.  Their
friendship relationship was just fine for him.

"I'll call you," Johanna said.  "I'll set it all up."

"What's her name?" he asked.

"Jennifer."

***

Drew told the hostess at the chain restaurant that he was meeting
someone.  He adjusted the yellow ribbon on his lapel.  He was a few
minutes early. He scanned the cars and people outside. He'd spot her
before she came in.  He turned and glanced at the tables and patrons.
He saw a woman with a yellow bow in her light brown hair.

She nervously raised a hand at him.

Drew forced a friendly smile and walked over.  He shook her hand and
sat opposite her in the booth.

"Hi, I'm Drew."

"Jen."

There was a moment of awkward silence.

"Mind if I take out this stupid bow?" she said.

Drew laughed.  "Of course not."  He began to undo his own yellow
ribbon.  Johanna had set it all up, so they could recognize each
other.

Jen was attractive.  He hadn't expected that.  Except for the
occasion when he met Johanna, the words "blind date" and "pretty"
never went together.  She wasn't a knockout or the like.  She just
had a simple, basic beauty.  She wore a red blouse with a black
skirt.  That was a plus.  He loved the combination of red and black
on any woman.  Something was different about her.

He told her about his job - marketing for a manufacturing company -
and then asked about her's.

She straightened up in her seat.  He had the sudden realization that
she was tall.  Not just tall for a woman, but tall for a man.  He was
6 foot 3 and she seemed about the same.  It was more than just good
posture.

"I'm a doctor," Jen said

The statement of profession brushed away his thoughts about her
height.

"Oh, really?"

"Yes, I'm a family practitioner."

They later chatted about how they knew Johanna.  Drew was discrete
about his past with Johanna.

Jen excused herself for the restroom.  Drew got a fuller sense on how
tall she was.  She seemed even taller than his original impression.
She wore black flats.  He imagined she probably never wore heels.

When she returned, Drew asked, "How tall are you?"

A brief expression appeared on Jen's face that he couldn't read.

I'm six-five," she said.

She was two inches taller than him!

She said, "I didn't play basketball either."

He was caught off guard by her little joke.

He said, "I didn't mean to...wait a minute!"  He smiled.  "How did
you know I didn't play basketball?"

"Doctor secrets" was all she said.

Drew laughed.  He then said, "I played football.  I was the goalpost."
He held his arms up to demonstrate it.

Jen laughed hard enough she had to put her drink down.

"So what's your family like?" he asked.

They talked about each other's backgrounds.

Jen later said, "I did track and field in college.  For the high jump,
they had to jump over me. That's why I'm a doctor.  I always had to
heal myself."

Drew laughed.  She was charming and he was enjoying himself, but...
she was just so ... tall!

When it was time to leave, he again couldn't help notice how tall she
was.  While he wasn't a giant he was taller than most people, but
here was a woman even taller than him.

Outside they said their good-byes.

"I enjoyed myself," she said.  "Very much."  She gave him a very big
smile.  She spoke truthful.

"I had a good time too," he said.

Saying good-bye can be so awkward.  He gave her a quick hug and they
parted ways.

***

"She really likes you!" said Johanna.

"I like her too," Drew said carefully.  "She was fun to talk with."

"Then why don't you call her?  It's been four days!"

It had been five days, but Drew didn't correct her.

"Well..." he said trying to think what he should say.

"Jen said she had a great time and thought you did too.  She's feeling
a bit crushed that you haven't contacted her."

"I don't have to contact again every girl I go out with," he defended.

"No.  But if you have a good time, you'd think you'd want to go out
again!"

Drew heard Johanna's familiar anger and fire.

"I've been busy," he suddenly said.

"Bullshit!" she said.  "You would have told me that first."

"I..." His mind raced.  He couldn't just come out and say he was
freaked a little by such a tall woman.  It would seem so wrong.  He
knew it was wrong, but you can't just deny feelings and thoughts.
You can't just stuff them.  "I'll call her."

"Tonight?" Johanna pressured.

"Tonight," he confirmed.

"You better!"

"Or what?" he replied.  "You'll have sex with me again and mess up
our lives?"

***

Drew called Jen.  He gave his lie about being busy and asked her to a
movie and dinner.  She couldn't go out tonight as she was on call but
tomorrow was fine.

He picked Jen up at her place this time.  Her roommate was out.
He discovered Jen drove an older car and not the expensive cars he saw
doctors drive.

The movie was a romantic comedy or better stated an alleged romantic
comedy.

He touched her hand about half way thru the movie.  Her hand felt very
feminine and tender.   They held hands loosely during the rest of the
movie.  It felt very nice to hold her hand.

He took her to a Chinese place for dinner.

"I thought doctors were rich and wealthy," Drew said jokingly.

"Ha!" Jen retorted.  "All my salary goes to my school loans.  I tell
all my patients to eat healthy and balanced, but all I eat is rice
and noodles."

They chatted that vein for a while.  When conversation waned, he asked
"What did you think of the movie?"

"Honestly?" Jen said.  "Bleah!  Sorry you wasted your money."

"Yeah, I agree about the movie.  It wasn't a waste.  I got to spend
the time with you."

She smiled at the compliment.

Drew realized what he said was true.  She was a very easy person to
talk with.

"Do you know what I hate about the arena movie theaters?" he asked.

"What?" she asked.  Her eyes sparkled with interest.

He said, "I can't sit in front of someone and block their view."

Jen laughed.

He added, "Imagine someone stuck behind the both of us."

"You got a mean streak, do you?" she asked.

"Just mischievous," he answered.

"I like that," she said.

"Do you?"  

Drew realized he liked that she liked him.  Still, did he really want
to date her?

Toward the end of dinner, they held hands across the table.  Drew was
mildly surprised how soft her hands felt.  She did not feel like some
gargantua.

***

"So how's it going with Jen?" Johanna asked.

"She's a fun friend," Drew replied.

"Friend?" she said.  "Don't you mean girlfriend?  Jen thinks you are
hitting it off great."

"We are," he said.  "Don't take too much into my words."  He said that
more to defuse Johanna.  He was struggling to decide if he truly meant
what he said.

***

Drew called Jen the next day to see if she could go out Friday night 
which was the next day.  Jen suggested instead of going out, she would
cook and they would stay and watch a rented movie.  Her roommate
would be out that evening.  Drew accepted.

Whatever was cooking smelled delicious upon entering Jen's apartment
and Drew told her so.

"Thank you," Jen said.

She gave him a quick kiss on the cheek which was unexpected to Drew.
It was a first kiss.

He noticed a woman on the sofa.  He had expected to be alone.  

"This is my roommate, Angela," Jen said.

Angela raised a hand.  She held a tissue in it.  She wore a heavy
white robe.

"She's sick," Jen said.

"Sorry for crashing your little party," Angela said.

"Have a seat," Jen said and pointed at a chair.  "I need to finish
getting dinner ready."

"Can I help?" asked Drew.

"Just have a seat," she said.

Drew sat.

Angela said, "She wants to do it all herself.  You'd be surprised how
little we eat healthy despite being doctors."

"You're a doctor too?" Drew asked.

"I'm in pediatrics," she said

As they talked, Drew gave Angela a surreptitious mental lookover.
She was a very pretty brunette.  Her hair was darker than Jen's.  It
was straight and hung down on her shoulders and behind her back.
The heavy robe hid her body but slender legs stuck out of it.  She
appeared to be thin and maybe 5 foot 6.  He could go for her.

When Jen finally started to return, Angela whispered, "I haven't seen
Jen this excited in a long time.  I'm glad you two got together."

Drew wouldn't go as far as saying Jen and he were together.  He just
nodded politely.

Jen and Drew ate at the table alone.  Angela just couldn't eat
anything yet and stayed on the couch and watched TV.  The TV was
beneficial since it gave Jen and Drew some privacy.

"You never have to ask for something to be passed to you," said Jen
as she grabbed a bowl across the table.

"Nope," he said, smiling.  "Everything can be mine."

"Everything?" Jen said.

Drew wondered if there was a suggestive tone to her question.

Later, Angela moved to the chair so Jen and Drew could sit together
on the sofa.  Jen sat a little closer than he was comfortable with.
Drew could tell Jen was taking their relationship fast.  It was faster
than he wanted to go.  Of course, he knew that for many of his
relationships, he was in bed with her on the second or third date.

"It's hard to imagine you both having to share this apartment to make
ends meet," Drew said.

"We both are just out of school a year ago," Jen said.

Angela said with a laugh, "I keep telling Jen we should be exotic
dancers for a few months until our loans are paid off.

The thought of Angela exotic dancing was pleasing to Drew.

"Oh, sure," said Jen also with a laugh "Just imagine me.  I'd scare
all the guys away!"

It was indeed hard for Drew to imagine Jen exotic dancing.

"Table dancing?" continued Jen.  "I'd bang my head and make the men
flee."

"Not all the guys would run," said Angela.  She looked at Drew.

Jen picked up on it.

"Yeah," Jen said.  She slipped her arm under Drew's and gave his arm
a squeeze.

Drew stiffened at first and then relaxed.

"Maybe you should work as a team?" suggested Drew.

"Hey!" said Jen with joking disapproval.

Angela said with a sniffle, "Men are always looking for more."

"I didn't mean..." said Drew suddenly feeling very awkward.  He felt
bad for his innuendo.

"We're just teasing you," said Jen.  "It's a running joke between me
and Angela that we should have chosen exotic dancing to make real
money."

Drew sighed relief.

They watched the movie.  Angela later excused herself to her room to
give her roommate some alone time.

Jen cuddled in closer and romance was in her eyes.

"Don't worry.  Angela will stay in her room," she said.

"Uh...Jen," said Drew.  "I'm sorry.  I need to go.  I have to go into
work tomorrow."

"Oh," said Jen backing away quickly.  She tried to hide her
disappointment.  "Okay."

"Sorry," Drew said standing up.

"It's okay," Jen said as she stood.

He hugged her.  It still didn't feel quite right hugging her.  She
didn't seem to notice any difference in him.   He hoped she didn't.

"I had a great time," he said and kissed her on the cheek.

She smiled and his kiss made up for much of her disappointment.

He drove off.  He had a good time with Jen again.  She was funny,
smart, and yes, she was attractive.  It was their third date.  He felt
his "obligation" was over.  He could end it now.

***

Johanna said, "Jen's really taken a liking to you.  You are all she
talks about when I see her.  Frankly, I'm sick of you!"  She said the
last with a laugh.

Drew felt a little tension in his stomach.

"Oh, really?" he said more glumly

"What's wrong?" asked Johanna.  She usually wasn't that quick to pick
up on things.

"It's just not working for me,"

"What!" she practically shouted.

"She's just not my type."

"What?" Johanna exclaimed with a different tone.  "Beautiful,
attractive women that you laugh with and enjoy talking to are not your
type?  Since when?"

Drew thought carefully.  He spoke in a measure way.  "Jen's nice and
everything.  It's just she's so..."  He paused.  Could he say it?
Should he say it?  "She's so tall."

Johanna eyes showed she was stunned.  But not for long.  Her voice
showed the anger and flame that made her a hard woman to live with.

"You are fuckin' crazy!  You won't go out with her just because she
is tall?"

"She's very tall," Drew said.

"So what?" she yelled at him.  "She's a great person.  Obviously too
great for a superficial lowlife like you!"

"Johanna..." he protested.

"You've dated all types of women.  I can't believe you won't date her
just because she's taller than you.  Who gives a rat's ass how tall
she is?  She's still a beautiful woman."

"Johanna," he said and held up his hand.  He waited for her to stop.
"She is beautiful and I do like her as a friend, but that is it.  If
that makes me an asshole, then I am an asshole."

"You are light years below an asshole!" she snarled.  She kicked him
in the shin.

Drew was bent over holding his leg as he watch fiery Johanna storm
off.

***

Drew called Jen that evening.

"I'm just looking for someone else," he said to her. 

He knew he hurt her, but that was the nature on relationships.  If you
get close, you might get hurt.  It was always better to get close and
risk the hurt.  He had just ruined her evening.

For himself, he didn't feel as much relief that he broke it off as he
expected.  Part of him would miss her and their interaction.

***

Drew went out with a girl named Amy that next week.  She was a pretty
blonde who he could tell had the hots for him that first date.  He
could have slept with her that first night, but she didn't make him
laugh and while she was a professional woman, there seemed to be an
intelligence disconnect with her.  He had to struggle for conversation
with her.  He passed on the easy sex.

He met Kelly the next week and went out with her.  She was smart and
sexy.  She lacked the ability to laugh with him.

He called Amy a few days later and bedded her.  She was a free and
open woman sexually and some of the things she did to his dick should
have felt amazing and incredible, but it was not as powerful as the
experience should have been.

He thought about the last couple of weeks.  He thought about Jen.  Her
pretty hair.  Her lovely eyes.  She had a big bust.  He thought about
the shared laughter and the easy conversation.  He got an erection
thinking about her.

***

"Hello," came Jen's voice on the other end of the phone.

"Hi, Jen.  It's Drew."

There was silence on her side.  It was to be expected.

He continued, "I was wondering if maybe...well, um..."  He could
hardly believe how nervous he felt.  This wasn't high school after
all.  "...I could take you out to dinner or something sometime."

There was no response.  Drew tried to patiently wait.

Finally Jen said, "Aren't you embarrassed to be around me?"

Drew realized Johanna had talked to Jen.  He deserved her comment.

He said, "I am sorry..."

She interrupted.  "You better be!  You hurt me.  I thought you were
different.  I thought you would understand.  No!  I was sure you
understood!  What a dope I was!"

Drew felt very bad.  He knew that it was right for her to feel that
way.  Still, he wanted to spend time with her.

"Jen," he said.  "I apologize.  What you say is right.  I am a fool.
I looked at your outside when it was your inside that was so fun to be
with.  I really did have a great time with you.  Yes, even as I was
planning to break up with you."

Jen was quiet on the phone.

Drew continued.  He felt he was on a brain spurt and wanted to lay it
all out.  "I want to spend more time with you.  I missed you these
last few weeks and I want to get to know you better.  Please."

"Well..." said Jen as she processed the information.  "I don't know."

"I know I don't deserve a second chance and there is no way I can make
it up to you, but I would really like to go out with you again."

"Drew," she said to get his attention.

"Yes?"

"You can make it up to me by taking me to dinner and then to the live
theater.  It's going to cost you."

"That shouldn't be too bad," Drew said.  She was letting him off easy.

"I'm going to order every dessert on the menu and then I'm going to
sit in front of people at the play and blame you for bringing me."

Drew laughed.  "Can I sit on your shoulders so I can see?"

"On a first date?" said Jen with mock indignation.  "You keep your
distance from my shoulders!"

***

Dinner and the play was a fun time.  They were a bit boisterous for
the restaurant with their laughter and went to the theater early.
Drew had purchased expensive tickets in the middle.  No doubt they did
hinder a few views.

"Would you like to come in?" Jen asked when they returned to her home
late night.  She knew the apartment would be quiet.

Drew figured Angela would be asleep.  It was near midnight after all.
He said, "Not on a first date.  May I kiss you on a first date?"

"A first date?" she said in faux humor and then simply said "Yes."

Their lips touched briefly.  Jen felt a wonderful tingle.  Drew felt
an excitement.

"I'm not sure that was a kiss," he said.

"No," she said.  "That wasn't a kiss."

They met again and lingered.  A soft sigh escape Jen's lips when they
parted.

"I hope that will keep you going until I see you again," he said.

"Better than any drug I could take," she said.

There was something about the way she said that that made him wonder.

Jen saw it in his eyes.  "Don't be silly."  She pushed his shoulder.
"Take it as a compliment."

"I know, I know," Drew said. "Take two and call you in the morning."

"Afternoon," she said.  "I'm sleeping all morning."

***

Drew saw Johanna.  He hadn't seen her since that fatal blow-up when
he said he was breaking up with Jen.

"So you're back together," she said happily.

"You just want to be a proven matchmaker," Drew said.

"No, no," Johanna defended.  "I just thought two of my friends might
be good for each other."

"You're lying," he said, "but we are good for each other."

"Do you ever wish we were still living together?" she asked.

"Are you out of your mind?" he said.  "We were great in bed together,
but you are crazy!"

"Good," she said.  "I think the same, but sometimes I have these
doubts."

Drew knew that under no circumstances should he ever have sex with
Johanna again.  They'd end up together again and drive each other
insane again.  He sometimes worried that if Johanna ever wanted to
give herself to him again, could he resist?

***

Drew and Jen varied what they did.  Often just dinner, sometime a
movie was included. 

Other times it was just an afternoon walk in the park.  They'd get
their stares.   Jen was used to it.  Drew was learning to get used
to it.

If a kid came over and asked them some question about their height,
Jen would often give some wisecrack.  

"We're aliens looking to find the right brains to suck out of
children."

Jen would say it so straight, the kids would often have a confused
look on their faces.

"So you like hassling kids?" asked Drew.

"Angela's the pediatrician not me.  I'm still allowed to frighten
kids for a few more years.

"For a few more years?"

"It's taught in medical school," Jen answered.  "You wouldn't
understand."

Often Jen was "doctor on call" to provide consultation for after hour
medical situations.  She never had to go in, just provide expertise
over the phone to anxious patients.  This did on occasion briefly
interrupt their dates.

One Friday at Jen's place while Angela was out on a date, they had a
good time.  It was an order of Chinese delivery and a movie.  They
were in each others arms watching the movie.  Later, they petted.
Drew's hands roamed over her long legs.

"I'm not ready yet," Jen said eventually breaking it off.

"Okay," he said.  He had a raging erection, but he was okay with her
stopping him.  He oddly felt content just being with her.  While he
*did* want to have sex with her, he didn't feel the strong desire to
get her into bed as quickly as possible.  He wasn't playing a sexual
game with her.

***

"Have you done it?" asked Johanna.

Drew refused to respond.

"Jen won't say anything either," she whined.  "Come on.  You tell me
everything.  Have you?"

"I'm very happy with her," said Drew.

"What does that mean?" she asked.

***

About a month after they got back together, Jen came over to Drew's
place.  He lived alone in his condo.  Jen had suggested coming over
herself.

Jen noticed it was a "man's place" as much as Drew noticed the
opposite for Jen's apartment.  Nothing on the walls  A recliner and
a sofa.  The room was dominated by the entertainment center consisting
of a large screen TV, stereo and large speakers, plus DVD, VCR, and
other equipment she had no idea what it was.

"My steak wasn't that good," said Drew.  "Not the usual standards
for them."

"The chicken was good," said Jen.  "I liked it a lot."

"They just call themselves a steak house."

"Soon to be called a chicken house."

Drew laughed and smiled.  He couldn't remember a more wonderful month
and he wasn't even "getting any".  How weird was that?  He couldn't
have imagined such a scenario.

Jen sat on the sofa while Drew went over to the stereo.  He opened
the CD disc changer.  He took out some harder edged music.  They
weren't the most romantic singers.  He looked thru his collection.
He inserted some nice unintrusive background music.

He sat on the sofa.  It did not take long for them to begin kissing
and that quickly grew more and more fervent.  Hands roamed over each
other.  In 30 minutes, he ended up mostly on top of her on the sofa.

"Let's go to your bedroom," she said during a respite in their
passion.

Drew rose stiffly off her.  He was very aware of his erection and he
desired to be with her.

Jen rose up.  He held her hand as he guided her back.

In the room, she began to undo the top button of her blouse.

"May I?" he asked.

She nodded and dropped her hands.

He stepped forward.  His hands trembled as if he was about to lose his
virginity.  He couldn't recall a time he felt so excited and nervous
at the same time.

He undid the last button and pulled her blouse open.  She stood before
him in a standard white bra.  Jen reached behind her back and undid
the clasp.  She let her blouse and bra slide off her onto the floor.

Drew's eyes feasted on her beautiful large breasts.  So big.  His
hands came up on opposite sides.  He held them and squeezed them 
together.  He leaned down and kissed the tops of her breasts.  He had
to hardly lean down to do it.  That was nice.

Jen moaned softly as he began to pelt her tits with little kisses.

Jen only allowed him to do that for a couple of minutes.  She reached
her hands in and began to undo his shirt.  He took his hands off her
tits to make it easier for him.  A button popped off.

"Sorry," she said.

He responded by pulling her close.  He held her tight as he kissed her.
His hands roamed up and down her back.

They separated and Jen resumed unbuttoning his shirt.

"You are so beautiful," he said as he admired her naked top half.

She smiled inside and eagerly undid his shirt.  She slipped it down
his arms and then immediately pulled his undershirt up and off.  She
leaned into him now.  She kissed his chest and ran her hands over it.

Eventually she sank lower and eventually dropped to her knees with
her kisses.  She rubbed her nose upward against the distinctive bulge
in his slacks.

Drew gasped.

Jen looked up at him and smiled big.

Drew knew how to hold back his cum and last a long time.  Women liked
him because of that.  They liked him a lot!  Yet he was amazed at how
much his dick felt built up inside with cum and his dick was still in
his pants!

Jen undid his belt.  She fumbled at the button on the slacks.  Drew
reached down and undid it to assist her.  She undid his zipper.  Drew
could feel his dick throbbing so incredibly hard.

Jen reached into his boxers and pulled out his dick. Drew gasped and
groaned.  Jen smiled at it and rubbed the extensive pre-cum all over
the head.  Drew groaned more and closed his eyes.  It felt tremendous.

Drew opened his eyes when she broke contact.  She was standing and
undoing her skirt.  She let it fall and then pulled down her panties
and stepped out of them.

She smiled at him watching her.  She was very aroused by his obvious
strong desire for her.  She got on to the bed and opened her legs.

Drew hurriedly tried to finish undressing.  He couldn't keep his eyes
off her neatly trimmed pubic hair and the pink lips in the midst.
His cock felt so hard, hard, hard.  Almost painfully.

He was going to go right into her, but at the last moment he paused
and explored her pussy.  He gently rubbed her lips.  Jen moaned in
response.  She was already highly aroused and anticipatory.

He leaned down and nibbled on her clit.  She bucked up.  To Drew,
she seemed dainty and all woman.  No thought about her height came to
his mind.  She was just tall.  Everything else about her was just
like any other woman.  Her likes, her dislikes - her sexual desires
and responses.

Drew found her pussy saturated with her moisture.  The musk of her
excitement permeated the immediate area.

Drew moved up Jen's body.  He slid his dick into her pussy easily.
He groaned and she moaned together as their bodies were joined with
each other for the first time ever.  Drew pushed all the way in.  It
felt wonderful to be inside her.

Drew noticed it was different to be with her.  Because of the normal
height differences between a man and a woman and the way a man and a
woman united physically often put their faces very close together in
this sexual position.  With Jen's height, he was lower down on her
body.  He could easily use his mouth to bring attention to her tits
while moving inside her.  That was a *very* nice benefit.

He began to move his mouth on her tits with kisses and sucking.  One
time she brought her hands up because something was uncomfortable, so
he became more careful loving her tits.

At the same time, he slowly began to thrust into her.  He started very
slowly because he was afraid he would cum too fast.  Fortunately, he
could hear Jen's high stimulation and believed she would cum fast also.

As their bodies began to pick up speed, Jen held his face down between
her big tits as he constantly kissed between them.  Drew found it a
little unnerving at first because he was mildly afraid of suffocation,
but he soon discovered there was no reasonable idea to think that.  He
settled into just enjoying his face between her tits.

Jen began to cry out.  Her legs came up and Drew drove faster and
deeper into her.  She arched up and he ground his dick down into her.
She groaned out in full orgasm just before he spewed his cum into her
pussy.

They collapsed down together in blissful relaxation.  In a short time,
Jen gave a little push and he rolled off of her.  She rolled to her
side and laid her head on his shoulder.

"Wow!' she said.

"Yeah," he agreed.

They stayed quiet just lying and Drew rubbing her back.

Drew discovered how amazing sex could be when you cared deeply for the
person.  Physically Johanna was the most amazing sex he had ever had
and likely would every have, but Jen also stirred him emotionally and 
spiritually along with the great physical aspect.

Drew's thoughts were broken when he felt Jen's hand on his dick.  He
instantly began to harden.

"Want to do it again?" Jen asked.

Drew rolled back on top of her.

Jen spent the night.  They fell asleep in each other's arms.  It
was a safe wonderful feeling for Jen.  Drew loved having his lover in
his bed.

***

Drew woke up to take a pee.  The sheets and blankets were still kicked
down at the end of the bed.  They hadn't covered up even during sleep.
He looked at Jen sleeping peacefully on the bed.  He could see dried
white on her pubes which was his cum that dripped out of her pussy.

She was so beautiful.  His dick hardened quickly.  He gently moved one
of her legs so he could get between.  He slowly began to kiss her
pussy.

He was very gentle and she showed little signs of waking up.  However,
once he started to use his tongue and bring attention to her clit, Jen
began to stir.

Her eyes open.

"Does she want me to kiss a boo-boo?" he teased.

She responded in a serious tone.  "Don't play doctor.  Just make love
to me again."

He more seriously began to lick her pussy.  She soon began to moan.

When he moved up to enter her, Jen said, "I want to be on top."

She didn't seem that big on top of him.  She seemed like a beautiful,
slender, shapely, sexy woman that he loved to have sex with.  And he
was.  Jen slowly slid up and down upon his dick.

The sounds and movements began to get heated when a phone rang.

"Oh, no!" Jen cried out.  "Why now?"

"What?" Drew confused.

Jen slipped off of him.  

"I'm on call," she said as she hurried out to her purse in the living
room.

Jen came back into the bedroom with her cell phone against her ear.
Drew heard her talking "doctor speak".  As she spoke, she climbed
back up.  With her free hand, she grabbed his dick and slid it back
inside her pussy.  She smiled at Drew and put her index finger up to
indicate "just one minute" and continued to talk.

Drew didn't mind now.  It felt great just being inside her warm 
pussy.  There was no hurry.  He could stay like this all day if the
compulsion to orgasm didn't override that.

"I'm sorry," she said once she hung up the phone and put it on his
nightstand.

"That's okay," he said.  "We get to start all over."

"Like this?" she said as she began to move.

"Just like that," he said happily.

He held her wonderful tits as she thrusted on top of his dick.  They
truly were great tits.

After about ten minutes, she said, "I'm getting tired."

"I'll make sure you get more practice."

"Sounds good,"

He pulled her down until she laid on top of him.  He did the work now
and thrusted his dick in her pussy.  His stroke quickly became fast.
She moaned out and her orgasm soon came.  She cried out in ecstasy.
He continued to thrust his dick rapidly inside her.  He was so close.
He groaned.  He stopped deep inside her pussy.  He did another stroke
and groaned again.  One more stroke.  He strained and released inside
her.

He slipped out of her and she rolled over.  He was still playful and
immediately rolled on top of her.

"You ready again?" she asked.

"Just prepared," he said.

"I see."

Drew said, "I found one sexual thing about making love to a tall
woman that I like much better."

"What's that?"

"It's easier to suck on your tits."

"I could tell you liked that last night."

"And many nights to come."

"Oh, yeah?" she said with piqued interest.

"I'd like it," Drew said.

"I'd like that, too," Jen said.

THE END

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