"Their First Night"
They had never met. She knew he was divorced with two
children. He knew she was married (but not happily) with two
children as well. She had seen a picture of him, but he had not
seen anything of her. That was gonna change tonight.
She was flying to meet him. She lived across the country.
Thank god the plane was on time! She had said she would be wearing
a denim dress and cowboy boots. Was that her? No. Had she backed
out? No, wait a minute. A woman was walking towards him with a
questioning look on her face. "Steve?" she asked.
"Debbie?" he answered. They both smiled.
He took her bag (she was only there two nights and had not
brought much). They made polite conversation on the way to the
car. Why was she nervous, she wondered, they had shared so much
over the phone and the internet. Very personal things. And yet, it
was as if they had never spoken.
Once they reached the car, they relaxed. He talked about his
new job and she spoke of her catering business. Neither one was
hungry, so he drove to his house. As they walked to the door, he
stopped her. "If you don't want to stay here, I'll understand," he
said, holding his breath.
"No, I want to stay here. That is why I am here," she
whispered.
He opened the door and she walked in. Nervous again, she said,
"nice house".
"Thanks," he replied. Damn, he felt like he was in high school
again!
"I'll show you the bedroom so you can change into comfortable
clothes," he said.
"Thanks, I would love to put on some sweats," she answered.
While she was changing, he started a fire and got out some
wine and snacks. He also put on a cd, low. When she came back in,
he was amazed she could be even sexier in sweats and a t-shirt.
She loved how his shirt opened just enough so she could see a
little of his chest hair. She took the wine glass and settled in
front of the fire.
"I feel like I'm in high school again," she laughed.
"I was thinking the same thing," he chuckled.
"I want this, Steve," she breathed. "I have for a long time."
He took her wine glass and settled her between his legs, with
her back pressed to his chest. He twined their fingers and
whispered in her ear, "I've wanted this since the first time we
had phone sex." He felt the goose bumps rise on her arms. She
sighed and leaned her head back to kiss him.
His lips are so soft, she thought.
Her lips are so full, he thought.
She turned in his arms to deepen the kiss. He put his hands on
her hips to lay her full against him as she began to unbutton her
shirt. "I am dying to see your chest," she breathed. When his
shirt was open to the waist, she sat back and rubbed her hands
through his chest hair.
His breath caught in his throat. He was filled with the urge
to toss her on her back and make made passionate love to her as
quick as possible. But he stopped himself. He wanted this to be
perfect.
And so did she.
"Turnabout is fair play," he said as he took her t-shirt off.
His eyes widen when he saw she wasn't wearing a bra. They were
both panting as she fell back on top of him. Chest to breast they
turned over. Now he looked down on her.
"Hurry!" she begged as they ripped the rest of their clothes
off. Once they were completely naked, they just looked at each
other. He slowly lowered his mouth to hers as she wrapped her arms
around his neck, pulling him down to her. She rubbed her breasts
in his chest hair. She never knew that could be so arousing.
Slowly her hands lowered as he kissed her neck moving slowly
downward too. As he reached the valley between her breasts, her
hands fluttered over his lower stomach. He raised his eyes to see
hers filled with desire. Then as he took her left nipple in his
mouth she found his shaft. They both moaned. She arched her back
to thrust more of her breast into his mouth while he pushed down
to feel her hand all over his cock.
He feels so powerful, she amazed.
She tastes like peaches, he wondered.
As he sucked on her right breast, she rubbed her clit and put
some of the juice on his cock to moisten it. Now she moved her
hand in earnest over his shaft.
He raised his head and looked slowly into her eyes as he
spread her legs with his knees. She wrapped her hand around his
cock and slowly guided him into her wetness, one inch at a time.
It was pure exquisite torture.
He could take no more and with one final thrust he buried
himself in her. They both closed their eyes and, not moving, just
soaked each other in.
Then he began to move. Up and down while she wrapped her legs
around and matched him thrust for thrust. She grabbed his ass and
arched against him as they pounded together.
She felt her orgasm build at the same time his started. She
opened her eyes to see him looking at her and they came together.
She cried out over and over with the pounding of her climax.
As he poured into her, he breathed her name "Debbie."
As their breathing calmed and he rested his head on her
shoulder, he looked at her and said, "I think the fire went out."
"No, Steve," she replied, "it is just building."
- the end ? -
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