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Date: Sun, 29 Jul 2007 13:06:03 +0000
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Encounter with Rebecca
The warmth of the shower which had so relaxed my body gave way to a sudden
influx of frigid water. The surge of cold water over my skin tightened my
muscles involuntarily as I fought my natural tendency to step out of the
stream and turned slowly, raising my arms to get the cold water directly on
my ribs. Wow! Refreshment. I was ready. I turned off the water and stepped
out of the shower. Grabbing my towel I enjoyed the energy provided by the
temperature induced adrenaline rush. I was meeting her in a half-hour, and
I'd best get hopping.
I hurried through my personal preparations for the night's activities, stopping
briefly to splash on some Drakkar Noir before heading out. It was a warm evening
in late June, and I was meeting an absolutely delicious blonde who was taking
classes at a local college as a way of getting over her recent divorce. The
tension and excitement of a first date made my stomach dance as I started up the
Corvette. I cruised well above the speed limit and arrived at the library right
on time. There she was!
She slid happily into the passenger seat, tossing her books onto the floor and
smiling wickedly. I couldn't help but steal a furtive glance at her ample
breasts tight mounds beneath a soft, cream sweater.
We had to stop at her apartment she explained, so she could freshen up. Like she
needed freshening. Her body was nearly enough to give me a heart attack.
We engaged in nervous small talk, and I fidgeted as I began to feel that sweet,
tingly sensation of arousal. She noticed, and giggled. "What's so funny?"
"Nothing." Next thing you know, her soft hand is on my thigh. I am taking a hard
turn, and hesitate slightly, moving the 'vette to the outside of the lane.
"Nervous?" she asks. I laugh. "Just a little," I reply. Within seconds I am
really uncomfortable as my increasingly turgid cock strains to find a more
comfortable position. I fidget some more, hoping she won't notice. If she does,
she gives no indication. Now I'm in a quandary. Do I use my hand to reposition
my cock more comfortably, or do I sit in discomfort. She looks out the window,
and I try to quickly rectify the situation. I do, but hit her hand in the
process. She turns, and looks at me, and I know that she *knows* what I just
did. I feel my face begin to flush. She giggles again, then runs her hand right
over the tent my now fully erect member has made in my pants. I shiver. "You are
going to be the death of me!" I exclaim.
We pull into the driveway of her apartment building. I stop the car, then turn
and grab her sweet face, kissing her sweet lips. Slowly at first, then with more
vigor. Her lips part and our tongues meet, dancing a slow tango. She pulls away
and says "Let's go inside." I am not about to disagree.
We enter her apartment, and she turns on me even before I'm through the door.
The screen door closes with a slam, and she attacks my tongue most vigorously
with her own. "I've been waiting all day for this," she breathes. She is kissing
my neck now, quickly unbuttoning my shirt and rubbing her hands on my chest. My
shirt is practically off now, and she falls to her knees. She looks up at me
with a look that I would pay another mortgage for, and I know she is planning on
doing me right there in front of the door. Within seconds my stiff pole is free
of its encumbrances and into her hot mouth. My head is practically swimming. I
grab onto the door to keep from falling over as she inhales my throbbing dick.
She _loves_ this, I can tell. I start to close the inside door, but encounter
resistance. I look down and she her hand holding the door. That little
exhibitionist! I feel tension mounting in my balls. "That's enough," I exclaim
and pull my aching rod from her lips. She pouts, mockingly.
I close the door, and pick her up- carrying her to the couch. Her nipples
are poking nicely through her tight sweater, but only for a second. The
sweater is ...
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