Nancy, a registered E.R and life flight trauma nurse was well liked by her coworkers and patients. A thoughtful caregiver, she willingly volunteered her services teaching care giving skills at the community center. Sam owned a repair shop and taught his skills to young people hoping that busy hands and minds would keep them out of trouble. They met Curt assisting with the Toys for Tots program and organizing youth group field trips to the reserve center as part of the Corps outreach program.

By all accounts, they enjoyed life together as model parents, neighbors, and valued community members who loved working together. The same held true for their private relationship. However, their dark secret if revealed would ruin their reputation forever. Despite their personal devotion and compatibility, Nancy’s sexual needs sometimes exceeded Sam’s capabilities. Not that she had an insatiable appetite with frequent binges, but one that occasionally necessitated an intense extra.

Nancy maintained strict rules; no coworkers, colleagues, local residents or people with community ties and certainly no long term commitments. Discreet meant no strings attached, phone calls, e-mails or thinking of you cards. Her marriage was fine, but at times needed tweaking or what Sam referred to as “recalibrated.”

When the need arose, she’d pack a bag for Florida’s fun in the sun. The seminars, conventions, night life and whatnot presented great opportunities for a satisfying tryst.

Sam understood her fantasy needs as a release from the stressful job in a trauma E.R. and the brutal cases. Emotional highs from beating the odds to pull someone through were dashed when valiant efforts failed on another. Young innocent victims made thing even tougher. She was grateful having him there for her, the ideal listener knowing when to keep silent while holding her and just what to say when he did speak. He was her E.R., but at times a higher level of care was needed. Sam also understood the concept of sometimes having to get away in order to come back. Never prying into her affairs for details, her trips were private . She’d return refreshed and happy to be back with her true partner. This was just one of the things making Sam really special.

Curt valued both their friendships. Without them his assignment he would have been boring. Their camaraderie came without constant shop talk and permitted his freedom of expression without repercussion. Besides, there was Nancy. He high regarded her professionalism and strong feelings as a woman. She was well spoken, but told it like it was, serious but had a sense of humor, busy but always had time to listen and somehow had the right answer. He carefully harbored his deep feelings while secretly nurturing their growth despite complications they presented. Having an affair with a married woman could end his career, but human nature found her hard to resist. By chance, the best of both worlds would came together.

Nancy was reaching a dire need at the time his transfer came through. Recognizing the opportunity, she wasn’t subtle about her being very receptive to an overture. Curt, well he was more than happy to oblige. Thus, tonight was going to be the climax of their feelings.

Change of Command duties filled Curt’s remaining days making tonight the last he was able to visit. The growing void created by the loss of his best friends made it feel like leaving home for the first time all over again. Sam’s gift of an expensive digital camera came with the condition of Curt’s promise to e-mail pictures from all the places his career would take him. It was a tough parting for both men.

The moment was interrupted by the sound of Nancy’s high heels on the bare hardwood floor as she walked through the hallway into the adjacent den. As if on cue, Sam motioned to Curt, “C’mon, Nancy has something she wants to give to you. You might say it comes with both our trust and love.”

The recessed lighting provided atmosphere but the low audio of classic love songs set the mood. Introduce the appearance of a strikingly seductive Nancy and the scene was complete. The short black print skirt was flimsy enough to evidence that panties weren’t part of the one piece nylons and garter ensemble bought earlier. Nor was she wearing a bra beneath the mock turtle neck top. The fall worn to lengthen her hair suggested another side that select few were privy to ever see. Black sling back heels finished the statement of a woman visually communicating her intentions.

Her appearance hit both men with a passionate rush of burning desires. While Sam’s was tempered with love, Curt’s was driven by lust. In his heart, Sam wanted to be part of a ménage a trios but knew he’d be in the way. Tonight was all about them, feelings that needed expressed in creating their own private time for a personal memory.

Posing seductively, resting a knee on the armrest of the couch, she deliberately lifted her skirt with a sultry look exposing a taut thigh, curvaceous hip and buttock. Coyly moistening her lips, she spoke in a soft flirtatious tone, “Now that he gave you his present I’ll give you mine….which you can imagine is a little more intimate. Believe me, this isn‘t a mere whim that I’ll regret later, so, for the next few hours and the times we look back on them, let us just smile, lift our glass and say Carpe Diem.”

Giving Sam a light kiss, she then whispered in his ear that she loved him. The wiggle of her fingers in a good bye gesture was the cue for his exit. Sam may have physically departed the room, but the obscure remote security cameras would keep him very much in touch.

Responding her gesture, Curt sat on the couch with her standing before him holding his hand.

In a soft sultry voice, Nancy made her request. “Now that we’re alone and the evening ours, I want you to feel me, MMMMMM, fuck me, YEEESSS, and explore all of me. In return, I’ll fuck you and satisfy every craving you have and any other I happen to create along the way.”

Nancy carefully undressed her man with devilish anticipation. Despite having imagined what she would discover, a gasp of utter surprise at what her colleagues would term as a *must see* was followed with a joyful “Oh yeah!” Even relaxed, his cock had firm muscle tone.

Fondling and caressing a very healthy and muscular cock with skill and finesse,, she began to stroke it. Her warm wet lips engaged the crown with a passionate kisses and tongue flicks. With her understanding of anatomy, she knew just how to journey down the shaft to his scrotum. Slipping an ample portion of his 9 inches in her mouth, the nimble work of her fingers, lips and tongue made him even harder. Her casual pace ensured mutual satisfaction was derived while his discipline kept him from letting it go. That he’d save for later.

Straddling him, Nancy was anxiously awaiting the moment he’s split her hairs before burying that bad boy in her. Curt drew out that wait by teasingly circling the head of his cock against the tender flesh of her labia already wet and crackling. With tantalizing short probes and slow withdrawals, she was the one to quiver in anticipation with each invitation to open wider. She engaged him in long French kisses as her hands lovingly caressed his face. Dallying while hovering on the tip of his cock, she knew what it felt like to be the target in the crosshairs. Seductively lowering herself on his shaft while edging him on with wanton overtures, her sentence of “Wait until you see what intensive care this nurse is going to…” suddenly was cut off with his full insertion.

Neither imagination or experience suggested anything so long and hard amply filling her would feel so marvelously comfortable. Instantly, the her lively feeling within accelerated to another ecstatic level. Involuntary motion seemed to drive Nancy’s weakening legs to pump herself up and down as his girth grew along each trip. Like magic, she felt her body fill out…her breasts felt a steady inflation making her nipples protrude. She felt a light buzz….. then a warm glow from the halo that seemed to envelop her.

With her sitting in his lap well engaged, Curt couldn’t get enough of feeling her body while nibbling her breasts. A well trained tongue traced the areolas before his lips plucked her nipples. Eventually he discovered one of her sweet spots on the underside of her breast. Both voiced pleasure to the sensations and feel of one another while jointly maneuvering his full measure. Effortlessly he held a smooth and steady rhythm to his penetration delivering an enduring sensation inside her.

Vigorously giving herself a workout, Nancy wanted more of him inside her. Raising herself to the tip, inhaling a long “UHHHHH,” there was a pause before exhaling the long OOOOOOOHHH on the trip down. Up and down, up and down she continued. The wider she opened, the deeper he progressed towards unlocking the gate to her hall of orgasms. Nancy popped a few small bursts but he was knocking on the door of the big one. When he began thrusting a little harder she felt herself tighten. “OH GOD!… HERE I COME, Curt! CURT,” she cried out urgently. Then finally “I’M COMING! I-- AM--C-O-M-I-N-G!” she gleefully sang. How many more trips up and down the joy pole could she make??? Tighter her pussy’s muscles contracted shortening her glide. Throwing her head back and freezing at the tip, she fought it back but there was no way. With a shocking loud surrendering wail, Nancy dropped the BIG “O” on her way down.

Somewhere along the way she relinquished her position winding up on her back with him on top. Legs spread up and out, toes curled hanging ten, oh, did she feel the pleasure of him filling her now!! She was content to surrender control so he could drive it the distance with his smooth delivery leaving her to lilt between a post orgasm and the rapid build of another. Every pour wanted to suck him inside her. “ FUCK ME,” she demanded, “ don’t dare come out of me now, I want to feel you in me…deep. Baby, let me really have it.”

As the silken sexy hosiery clad legs wrapped around him drawing him in tighter, a breathless Curt forewarned her, “Oh yeah girl, and then some.”

In the throes of her sensual leg lock, Curt short stroked deep in and out of her like a juggernaut up against the dynamo. Slowly the roles reversed with him at the mercy of her wiles of manipulating him with hip motions draining his energy into her. Savoring the feel of those silken legs and wanting to extend his boundaries, Curt reduced his pace to slower, longer projections. The day being seized, he fully intended to savor its hours.

Now, Nancy was drifting into the OHHHH Zone. “Man you are something! You have me tingling inside, Oh God, what do you have that thing hooked up too! I LOVE IT!” Again she petitioned, “Please…when are you going to let me feel you come? I want you to come inside me. Please! Really deep”

Harder she humped responding to the feel of the heat he was bringing. She was anatomically familiar enough to know he was deep in her vagina, far deeper than any man tread before. God, could he use his cock like a probe to deliberately explore while sensationalizing every stroke. His tensing indicated that he soon was going to treat her. Stroking her legs along his flanks shifted him to a higher gear. Widening her legs and thrusting her hips popped his seal sending a deluge of love pearls to melt inside her.

A celebratory Nancy euphorically screamed with pleasure receiving his long held burden. No sooner than being peppered with his initial bursts, the second came cascading right behind. “Fabulous” she exclaimed, “absolutely fab-U-lous!” spreading her legs wider while gleefully kicking. Maintaining an erection, he continued to hump away as the target of his affection was only capable of intermittent thrusts hoping to coax another orgasm from him for a loud mutual climax. And there were several. Near breathless, Nancy voiced her pleasure, “When we girls dish the dirt, you’re what we dream of. That was a five star fuck, the best anyone has ever given me.”

In an adjacent room, Sam watched on a security monitor. His initial exhilaration gradually waned being replaced by the shocking sight and sound of their fury. The striking image of Curt tenderly cradling her while enveloped by the bonds of hot legs sexily attired in sensual hosiery created the illusion of them floating within a bubble. My how she responded to his touch along her thighs or his fondling and squeezing the cheeks of her tight derriere. Curt’s groans, her petitions and moans added to the mood setting music. The sight of the eurhythmic meshing of their bodies building to a crescendo of flesh slapping flesh as he rode her to a quickened pace was mesmerizing. The friction of hosiery rubbing hot against Curt’s body, was the prelude to the slow breakdown of the blended cologne and perfume yielding to the telltale scent of a woman’s intimate pleasure. What began as a lusty indulgence escalated to Nancy’s intimately making love to him with ample return.

Sam wasn’t given to frequently envisioning her sexual encounters though what he witness paled any images of previous affairs. Astonished at the length and girth of Curt’s cock, the sight of 9+ inches tightly inserted in her pussy and the bulging “O RING” formed to accommodate it staggered his senses. With unhurried and leisurely rhythm , Curt inserted himself deep, pausing to tease her with sensitizing probes. Purring in delight, Nancy, legs open and suspended, remained motionless capturing the full ecstasy from the pleasurable feel of having her cunt’s less visited velvet lined recesses stimulated. Curiosity and awe overrode his sense of voyeurism having never seen or imagined Nancy being so into it. Neither ravaged or subjected to humiliation, she was being intensely and masterfully fucked by an endowed gentleman connecting with her physically and emotionally. Tapping her “O” button seemingly at will increased her pleasure while each release of his cum in her intensified her glisten and gleam. It was hard to take issue with her delight.

It was also difficult putting what he saw into perspective. Extra curricular activities while vacationing were a foregone conclusion but never discussed. However, tonight, before his eyes, he witnessed something beyond conception. Was that really his wife he saw? Could it be the same woman? It was almost inconceivable her passionate participation and delight with another man. Without compunction she intimately took him multiple times, eagerly accepting every wad of semen delivered and never balked at satisfying his sexual appetite.

Clearly, as lovers, they were well matched. Sam knew when she made love to him how he felt, but did Curt receive the same or more. She certainly didn’t hold back any. Suddenly, Sam wondered how he really made her feel, good as usual was now inadequate. There wasn’t any doubt to how Curt made her feel, she reached the stratosphere. Yes, he felt joy and happiness for her being able to fully exercise her nature and quench desires. Her contentment was paramount as his wish to never see her unrequited went across the board. But now he had some concerns. Did she find the point of no return? Was his own adequacy further diminished? Watching Curt fuck her made him feel like Liz Taylor’s seventh husband on their honeymoon; it wasn’t about knowing what to do, it was a matter of how to make it interesting. Levity aside, Sam wondered how he would really feel about her now.

Just as he was ready to stop viewing he was either treated or cursed to catch one more glimpse. Nancy was now the one giving Curt a hard work. As a prelude to his orgasm, Curt elevated himself as though doing a push up, held his position while still engaged, and proceeded with a lengthy download of a hefty stream. Now it was his turn to hold motionless while Nancy humping and thrusting coaxed him on.

Driven wild with his hot burst she sharply screamed, “Oh YES, babe, deliver it all! C’mon babe bring it on, bring it home, I want it. It feels so wonderful, thank you, thank you, thank you!” Sinking his bone in to bury his last wad, she cried with relief, “Jesus! How long have you been storing that stuff up?” Then laughingly added, “That last one felt like platoon strength. With all those little soldiers their enjoying liberty, I just hope my birth control is up to working the overtime.”

Sam thought it best to dim the monitor and turn down the sound. Right now, he was feeling overwhelmed and worried. He like it better when he knew nothing.

The afterglow was kept simmering by their brushing bodies while short wet kisses growing more assertive rebuilt their appetites. “You have more from where that came from?” came her query.

“What does the good nurse have in mind?” Nancy thought a moment then whispered what she wanted from him earlier. With a smile, Curt responded with an enthusiastic “By all means, I’d love to!!”

Nancy’s fantasy of “Feel me, fuck me, fill me, and enjoy me” continued being fulfilled. Curt reveled in feeling such a fine body freely surrendering herself to him without restraints. Her body was one erogenous zone with surprise responses that opened new doors. Finally, someone knew what to do once those doors were opened. His engaging her from behind from behind floated her through that free zone with the unlimited gratification when your partner is SOOOOO right and both exist on that rarified air. He advanced her to a new station in sexuality and a new threshold for her wetted appetite. What Sam’s hands were to mending a broken object, was what his were to a woman in need of personal repair. The soft breath with caress from his lips on her neck held her spellbound while the deft touch of one hand aroused her breasts. Slowly the other massaged her abdomen stimulating her flow responding to the pumping and flexing cock inside her. One body in perfect harmony made a complete symphony.

Never did she imagine one man’s prowess would match the protracted encounter involving three virile young men, with all the stamina and abundance associated with youth, that affectionately gratified her individually with style and in combinations. But tonight that was surpassed by a single lover, the quintessential lover of her search. Past lovers filled her needs albeit temporary, but Curt definitely imparted a substantive feeling of consummate fulfillment. After the physical sex, an ongoing emotional infusion continued. Even his cuddling after was sensual and stimulating.

Around 4:00 a.m., Sam awoke to the sound of a car door shutting and the start of an engine. Total silence gripped the house. The monitor yielded no images from the darkened den. He froze as the lump in the back of his throat grew in fear of being alone. An anxious Sam waited. Nancy slowly emerged from the shadows appearing pleasantly sedate, smiling contentedly. The sheer hip length robe was made shorter yet by full breasts filling it out. Beneath it, she still radiated that buffed sheen. Hesitant to speak as not to pierce her veil of peace, Sam waited for her to break the silence.

“ God, I didn’t realize the time,” shaking her head to clear the misty haze.

“ Are you okay? I mean you‘re alright aren‘t you?” Sam nervously asked.

“Yeah, I think so” she happily replied as though she sought assurances. “Sorry hon, I spent a little longer than I intended to, but when you don’t cut short something that keeps getting better and better. I might have gone a little overboard, but it was hard not to when I had such great opportunity.

For the first time ever, Sam wanted to know something about her experience. “So this was different from other ventures?”

“Far and away” she replied, somewhat surprised he asked. “Others, it’s usually all about them and what they think they can do for you. As long as I’ve satisfied them and they’re satisfied with THEIR performance, then all is okay in their book. Not so with him, he makes it all about the woman. Of all the lovers, I must admit he was the best and really got to me.”

Trying not to sound hurt or harsh, Sam expressed his concern that perhaps Curt was a little to assertive and perhaps things got a little out of control. He was treading carefully as not to upset her and trigger an argument.

In a somewhat defiant voice she shot back, “You mean I fucked him vigorously, enjoying everything he did and let him fill me with tons of come! I won’t deny enjoying it, but Sam, he was exactly what I needed. Undoubtedly he has filled the needs of a lot of other women the same way and will go on doing so. And no doubt for all of us, it was dreamlike. But dreams are illusions lasting shorter that we think. There are just some dreams that are better than others.

The room stood silent for a moment. Then in a conciliatory voice she said, “Look, there is only one Sam and while dreams like that are nice, I’m most comfortable where I am. Just as he did something extra for me, there are so many more things you can do that others can’t. That is why they always leave alone. Extras are nice, but essentials can’t be replaced. I’m lucky you let me have the best of both worlds. ”

Relieved she wasn’t swept away by events and departed with him, Sam still remained uneasy. Nancy, knowing words alone wouldn’t reassure him suddenly felt an unusual need for her own reassurances. Sam’s spontaneity didn’t afford her an opportunity to freshen up. Those sinfully stained nylons accentuated the scent of a well exercised woman still possessing the traces left by her lover. For Sam, it was a catalytic aphrodisiac igniting his passion from earlier in the evening. He wanted his woman back, more so he needed to re-establish his prominence marking his territory. Surprised and overwhelmed at his intensity, tears of joy welled in her eyes as Nancy, more than willing let him fuck her there in the reclining chair. Sam wondered when her nails and high heels dug into his flesh if her response directed to him or were earlier hours being relived? Secretly, Nancy wondered at her own response. Was it out of passion or compassion? She still felt Curt throughout her and it wasn’t easy to let go. Aware the boundaries of Sam’s love seemed endless, would they stand the test this time? Would there be a next time??

         

“When were you going to tell me about this?” his expression was pained and stiff.

          My answer stumbled out before I can stop myself. It’s funny that two words can just make, or break a person’s heart.

 “I wasn’t.” I wanted to kick myself, I wanted to rewind the conversation but I knew I couldn’t.

          A look of perplexment came over his face.

“You... you weren’t going to tell me?”

“I thought it would be better.” I said bluntly.

He raised his voice. “Better for who? Who were you thinking about?”

“You!” I interrupted, I was getting flustered.

“Me! ME! You think I wanted to be told lies?”

          I could not understand why he was reacting this way; I was saving him from the pain I had gone through. “I don’t know what to tell you.”

          He was moving closer to me, his face rapidly turning red. He flung the folder at me. I’m sorry was on my mind, but that’s not what came out.

“It’s not my fault.” I was in total shock because of what I said. He backed me up against the wall. He clenched his fist.

“NOT YOUR FAULT?” he was screaming.

“I didn’t mean that.” Now I know it’s pathetic, but I was trying to save myself.

“THEN WHY DID YOU SAY IT?”

“I was mad, I didn’t mean it. I was trying to save you, and me from this.” I said pointing from me to him for dramatic emphasis.

“ONCE AGAIN THINKING OF YOURSELF, AND BY THE WAY THERE WOULDN’T BE THIS IF YOU TOLD ME THE FUCKING TRUTH IN THE FIRST PLACE.” I didn’t know what to do. If he was cursing and screaming then there was a serious problem.

           He punched... the wall, and backed off. I went over to hug him. He threw me off, grabbed his keys and fled. I heard his tires screeching as he flew out of the driveway. I couldn’t stand it anymore. I reached for my pocketbook and stumbled across the number of my ex boyfriend, at this moment I don’t think I could have said no to arsenic. Before I knew it, I was at his house. The mailbox and the front gates seemed all too familiar. I rang the bell. The gates opened, and my car pulled ever so gently into the garage. The door opened before I got there and Dan’s masculine figure stood before me. He rushed out towards me as if to welcome me, but stopped dead in his tracks. His face turned from pure joy to bewilderment. He reached for my face apparently wiping a tear, I had not even been aware that I was crying. He cradled me in his arms and brought me inside.

          Once we were inside his house I explained to him what had happened and he was infuriated. He wanted to find Nick and wring his neck. I told him no, that it was my battle and he respected that. He lifted my head with his hand, and made me look at his face. His black hair was chin length with a couple strands dangling into his face which framed his eyes, oh how those ice blue eyes made me melt. Our heads went in to kiss. I couldn’t do this. I walked into the bedroom just as if it were my own, and sat down on the bed. He came in and sat down beside me.

“I’m sorry I shouldn’t have done that.” he said as he turned to look at me.

“You weren’t the only one in that room who almost did.” I said unable to return the gaze.

The problem was, we both wanted it, but neither was ready to receive it. I burst into tears.

“What is wrong with me, how come every relationship I have ends up this way, with me over at your house crying my eyes out.”

“I’m glad it ends this way, so I can comfort you.” he said innocently.

He reached for my face again, and brought it to his. I leaned in and kissed him back. He leaned back.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” he said almost surely I would say no.

“Yes.” I said as he once again pulled me closer. I turned the kiss into more than it should have been. He backed up to look at me, and held my face in his hands. He looked for a minute, and must have been happy with what he found because he put his hand to his pants. He started to unbutton them. Then came the zipper very slowly, unsure. He pulled them down to reveal his striped boxers, legs, and calves. I started to pull off my shirt, showing my black bra, then I looked at him filled with insecurity. He loomed on top of me. He moved closer, my face only inches away from his. He was awaiting a kiss. When he did not move I returned the kiss, full on, no avoiding it. It turned into a marathon of tongue massaging and suddenly I felt better. I continued undressing. My insecurity was now gone and the emotion that filled me now was unbridled passion. We were totally bare, quivering and filled with anticipation. He leaned in to kiss me. As he approached me I felt the soft moonlight illuminate my chest in the familiar room. He put his manhood so close to me that it made me shiver. He looked at me once again, in the same unsure way, so I backed away. He got a look of discouragement on his face, but I gave him my best seductive smile, and he looked at me questionably. I got off the bed, and motioned for him to lie down, he complied quickly. I straddled him, but did not let him enter. I offered him my soul in that kiss. I fed at his mouth, and he did the same, I broke the kiss, and put my finger under his jaw line to move his head to one side.  His tender sensitive neck was very warm when I placed my lips to it, I nibbled gently, and I could feel that a now firm appendage was against my leg. I worked my way down, kissing, and nibbling across his nipple, chest, stomach, then his thigh, totally ignoring the part of him that he so desperately wanted me to touch. Down to his toes, and then on to the other foot, up his calve, thigh, stomach, chest, nipple, and  then the neck. When I came up to his mouth I was straddling him again. I gave him his kiss, and I plunged him as far as he could go and immediately, I could tell that this was no going to be any ‘Did I leave the coffee pot on’ sex. I didn’t really think as I bounced on top of him. I freed myself from my bra, and bent down further to kiss him again. He pushed me back, and down. Then he got off the bed, and motioned for me to turn to face him. I did a 180, and he wound up at the end of the bed. He entered me, and I wrapped my legs around him, right above the spill of his firm ass. I could tell that it would be soon for me, and apparently it would be soon for him too, his breathing changed into a heavy pant, and finally I ground my hips into him. I could feel him let go, and so did I. The orgasm made me stop the rhythm and just lie there pulsating to one of the best orgasms I’ve ever had.

 Which left me with one question, how come something so wrong feels so right?

         

When I woke up it was around three. I knew I would not be able to fall back asleep, there anyway. So, I gathered my clothes and decided to head on home. When I got there, I noticed candles were lit, dripping into their dishes, and rose petals were strewn throughout the house. They smelled delicious like candy, and looked even better. I headed very quietly up to the bedroom. I opened the door and peered in, there I saw Nick lying on the bed asleep, propped up on the pillow. I snuggled in close to him and moved him to a more comfortable position. I knew this was where I was meant to be.

 

 

Pat came out of the club, and getting into the car she drove me home, no one spoke on the drive to my house, but as I was getting out the car, they both said goodnight we will give you a call. Letting myself in, I made a coffee, sitting on the sofa I thought about the night, before my stupid thoughtless remark, I had really enjoyed myself, and liked being in Katie's company, drinking my coffee I went to bed.

Before drifting into sleep, my last thoughts where about my Katie and what would she think of it.

I awoke at seven o'clock, my whole body was covered in sweat, and whilst laying there I remembered the dream I had, my Katie was standing there in one of my old t shirts, this was her favourite, and she used to wear it all the time, when we where alone, never any underwear, she used to love teasing me, just letting me glimpse her pussy as she walked or bent down.

In the dream she said, mike I love you, and I will always love you, you was my soul mate but you have to let me go, I know you held my hand, for three days when I was in hospital, and I heard everything you said to me, but my love, you have to get on with your life, I will always watch over you, so go and be happy, bending down she gave me a tender kiss, and as she disappeared I heard the words goodbye my darling.

I just broke down, hugging the pillow, whilst the tears ran down my cheeks, after a while I stopped crying, and whispered goodbye my darling.

After having a shower, and whilst eating breakfast, I felt like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders, and I felt happier than I had for along while. At last I think that Katie was laid to rest in my mind. I would never forget her, and she would always be there, as a memory of someone that I loved with all of my heart.

I went to visit Katie's parents, I was very close too them, even before Katie's death. We sat down, had a cup of coffee and talked, her mum asked how I had been, was my parents all right and what was I doing. So I told them about last night, and about Katie, I didn't mention the dream, they might have thought I had gone mad. Her mum listened, and then taking my hand, looked into my eyes, saying Katie would not want you to be unhappy, she loved you too much for that, so go and find some happiness. We will always be here if you want to talk, so don't be a stranger.

Getting back into my car, I drove to my parents, since Katie's death, I always went home for Sunday lunch. I gave my mum a hug as I walked in, said hi to dad, and sat down, mum served the meal, and whilst eating dad looked up, saying you look different, is that a smile that I see? Its been a long while since we have seen any of them.

I then explained that I had decided to live my life again, that l was letting Katie go. My mum leaned over squeezed my hand and said about time son, it has been four years since you where happy, you deserve it now.

I suppose that I am lucky, my dads garage wasn't all that big, it had a showroom that held ten cars, we had a spray shop, four ramps and employed twelve staff. Dad was the salesman, when he went away or was on holiday I filled in for him. I was now the workshop manager, but I still enjoyed getting my hands dirty, and repairing the cars. We had a good lot of mechanics, who we paid well, and most of them had been with us for a number of years, I suppose because everyone was friendly, and it was a nice atmosphere to work in we didn't lose many.

On getting home Sunday night I just relaxed in front of the fire, my thoughts kept going back to Saturday night, dancing and kissing Katie, I wondered whether I had blown it for good? I hoped not, really I wanted to see her again, I had not felt like I did with her since Katie.

Monday was a normal day, and when I got home the first thing I did was check my messages, but no look, I even rang Ted and Pat to see if they new anything, Ted said that they had heard nothing, and anyway she hasn't got our number, smiling to myself I let out a laugh, that's a point I said, well take care both of you, I will see you later.

On Tuesday I was in my office and at eleven my phone rang, dad said can you come out here, we have a problem with a BMW and I would like you to have a look. What was wrong with dad? He was a good mechanic, why would he want me, anyway I went and found dad, what's the problem then, you better have a word with the owner, there in my office.

Opening the office door, I was greeted by Katie, hi she said, I was speechless she looked gorgeous, she was wearing tight jean skirt, and red silk blouse.

Coming towards me, she got hold of both my hands, and told me to sit down, I found my voice, saying Katie I am so sorry, what I said was thoughtless and nasty.

No she replied, just listen, and don't interrupt till I have finished. On Saturday night I thoroughly enjoyed myself, but before I came here I had a bad experience with a man, I was engaged for two years, and the week before we where to be married, I found out he had been cheating on me, I was the last one to find out, but apparently he had slept around whilst with me.

I have not trusted any man since him, and that was three years ago, and to be honest when you kissed me and we danced, well it scared me, it felt so nice and safe, so when you said what you did it hurt, and I just ran, I have been thinking about it from then until now, I have been in touch with Pat, and she told me about Katie, I'm so sorry I cannot imagine what you have gone through.

I sat and listened as Katie talked, gently rubbing her fingers, eventually I said hello my names mike, would you like to go out for a date, Katie looked at me told me I was mad, but yes she would love to, and kissed me, she melted into my arms as our lips met, our tongues played in each others mouths as we locked together.

When we separated I asked her how she knew where to find me, Pat told me, I lifted her to her feet, opening the door, pulled Katie into the showroom. Dad this is Katie, Katie this is my Dad, dad laughed, I know son, she introduced herself when she came in, she also explained why she was here, and I was happy to go along with it, I playfully punched dad on the arm, called him a few choice names and laughed.

Why don't you have the rest of the day off? And take this lovely lady out, I looked at Katie and she nodded, so I asked Katie to follow me home, so I could get a shower and get changed.

So I got in my Range Rover, and katie followed me. On the drive I couldnt believe my feelings, I was really nervous, I felt like a teenager out on my first date.

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"Beg, I'm so sorry to have to leave but this is a terrific opportunity and you know I've always wanted to work for a television network," Erica said with a somewhat pained but hopeful look on her face.

"Of course it is, Jana," Beg replied. "I would never do anything to hold you back. You know that."

Beg was going to miss Jana for many reasons -- not the least of which was when she wore that low cut sleeveless shirt that she was wearing today -- but he knew that it was time for her to move on. Besides, there are a lot of low-cut shirt wearers in this city, he remembered.

"Well, I just want you to know that you've been the best boss I've ever had, Beg, and I mean it. You know that I'd do anything for you," Jana continued.

What exactly does she mean by that, Beg wondered? He had always fantasized about his assistant Jana and was sad to see her leave. She was a beautiful woman, only about 25 years old. He remembered back to when he first interviewed her when she was about to graduate from college. Her hair was still long and brown, slightly curly. She still had beautiful Italian skin and a killer body. She must be a 34 C or maybe even a D cup, he thought. He really couldn't tell, but figured that either way she was more than adequately endowed.

He never made a move as he knew that office flings were always a bad idea, but as he sat across his office and saw Jana's stiff nipples poking through her shirt coupled with her ample cleavage, he did some quick thinking.

"Well, of course we have to settle up your exit paperwork as soon as possible -- probably tonight. You know the office policy. Once you decide to leave, you have to leave. There are very few exceptions," Beg said, noticing the look of surprise on Jana's face.

"Beg! I was hoping for at least two weeks. I don't start at the network until the end of the month, the new job pays a little less than what I'm making now, and I can't afford to go without an income until the end of the month . . ." her voice sort of trailed off as she looked down at the floor. Beg could see her concern and felt a little guilty.

"Jana, I can try to see if there is something I can do to help but you know how hard it is to get anything out of this company. You're asking a lot here. I've always tried to be a good boss to you but this is --"

"Oh, Beg, I know! I know how good you've been but I really, really need your help here. Anything Beg, please!" A tear made its way down her cheek.

Beg's mind was working overtime on how to handle this and he was taken by surprise to feel his prick harden as Jana started to plead her case to him. He watched her full lips as she said 'please' the last time, and then looked back down at her chest. He had always noticed that Jana's nipples seemed to harden whenever she was emotional – happy, sad, amused, whatever. But now they looked like they might rip out of her shirt. They were just huge. He'd never seen her this upset before. His only question now was how to play this out. It was very late on a Friday night at the office and no one else was around. This is a good thing, Beg thought.

"Well, Jana, this is going to be really tough," Beg was worried that he might be overplaying this one but he knew that Jana lived paycheck to paycheck and out of her league for the salary she was making, especially considering that she lived in one of the most expensive cities in the world.

"OK, well, just name it. And I really mean ANYTHING, Beg," Jana said.

"Hm, well, I'm thinking that we should have a drink and make a toast to your new future, first. This is exciting -- going to the land of television," Beg said, looking her in the eye, and then back down to her chest.

Beg walked over to the closet in his office and pulled out a bottle and two glasses. He put both glasses on his desk and motioned for Jana to walk over. She walked over and grabbed one of the glasses that Beg had just poured.

"What do we have here?" Jana asked, looking at the clear liquid in the glass.

"The finest vodka in the world, Jana. Got it in Russia last year on that trip I took, and I've been saving it for an occasion that warranted drinking a $500 bottle of Vodka . . ." Beg smiled.

"$500!" Jana looked back into the glass as if trying to find the dollar signs.

"Sure, you remember the deal we brokered for that Norwegian oil contractor over there last year? Well, this was a thank you gift from them."

"Cool. I never drank anything that expensive!" Jana said.

"Well, as they say in Russia when you are toasting their favorite liquid, Za Zdrovia!" Beg lifted his glass.

"Za . . . yeah, whatever!" Jana clinked her glass on Beg's and drank down about half of it. "Wow, that's the smoothest vodka I've ever had!"

"That's why someone had to pay $500 for it, I guess," Beg said, sipping his again. "And to your new job," Beg said again holding up his glass. Jana clinked it again and finished the glass. Beg refilled it right away.

"You can really put this stuff away for a small girl," Beg said, laughing.

"Are you kidding? I can barely taste this. It's delicious. Can I make a toast?"

"Of course," Beg said.

"Well then here's to you, for being the best damn boss ever," she drank it without waiting to toast. Beg watched her and wondered if this was how she dealt with stress. He took another sip.

"Mmmm, Jana said. This is soooooooooo good!" Jana giggled. Obviously this stuff took affect pretty quickly, Beg thought. He never knew Jana to be much of a drinker, so he figured that she probably wasn't used to something of this caliber.

Beg leaned against his desk and watched Jana attempt to lean against it with him. She tried to put her hand on the desk but missed, and Beg quickly caught her arm breaking her fall, but spilling some of her drink on her shirt.

"Oh, damn, that's like $20 worth of vodka I just wasted!" Jana giggled again.

"Well, there's another way you're costing me. First you say you're leaving, then you want me to go to the bulldogs upstairs and get them to keep you on the payroll for a month, and now you spill my expensive booze all over the place!" Beg kidded.

Jana had a look of shock on her face, exaggerated due to her rapidly declining sobriety. "Oh, no, I didn't mean to cause any trouble, I'm so horrible!" Jana said.

"Well, you really owe me know," Beg said, his heart rate quickening again. "There is something you can do for me, Jana."

"Oh, you know I'll do it. What do you want?" Jana finished what was in her glass and tried to put it on the desk but missed and staggered a little. Beg caught her and the glass. "Well, first, why don't you stand there in the middle of the room."

As Jana stepped into the center of the room Beg pulled his digital camera out of his desk drawer and snapped a picture of Jana standing in front of his desk.

"Ooo, cool, I'm gonna be in pictures!" Jana squealed and giggled some more. Beg took a few more and she struck a couple of glamour poses as she laughed.

Beg took a breath. Go with it, he thought. "Right, now, I need you to take off your shirt Jana."

Jana paused, looked at him, and then pulled her shirt out of the waist of her skirt.

"Slowly," Beg said as he took a few more pictures of her as she did as she was told. "Great, now slowly lift it up over your head and take it off," Beg said, sounding like a Playboy photographer. His dick was hard as a rock and was getting harder as he watched her lift her shirt up revealing a white lacy bra. Beg could see that it was obviously a little too small for her as her tits were pouring out from the sides of the cups. He walked around her and took several more pictures. When he was standing behind her, he reached over her back bra strap and took out the tag.

"Well, I was right, a 34 C. But it looks like you could use a little more 'coverage' there, don't you think Jana?"

Jana turned around and giggled again. Beg looked at her breasts showing through the white lace. They were bigger than he had even expected, and her dark pink -- almost brown -- areolas were showing through. Her nipples were gigantic, and he couldn't wait to see them. He took a bunch of pictures – close up, farther away. He figured he could probably make a lot of money on them if Jana made it big in TV someday.

"OK, now slip out of that skirt, slowly again, please."

Jana again did as she was told. She stumbled a couple of times trying to step out of her skirt. She was wearing a bikini cut pair of white lace panties that matched her bra. More pictures from the front, the side, and from behind, where he marveled at her beautiful ass cheeks poking out from her panties. She wasn't wearing any nylons, which was just perfect with Beg as he hated them.

"OK, well, let's get down to business. Do you want to take off your bra or panties first?" Beg thought it only proper to let her decide which way to go first.

"Well, you've been staring at my tits for years now, so how would you like to see them live and in the flesh, eh Begie?"

"Sounds great," Beg blushed slightly at being called out. But then again, who DIDN'T stare at this girl's tits? She certainly knew how to display them.

Jana reached around her back. Her breasts strained against the tight confines of her bra as she reached for the snaps. Beg took more pictures. As Jana unsnapped the bra her boobs jiggled around as if they were trying to break free on their own. She let the bra fall to the floor. Beg looked at those two perfect hooters sticking out from her chest and couldn't believe his eyes. They were incredible. Not sagging, and her areolas and nipples were even more amazing than he had imagined they would be. The areolas were slightly puffy, and the nipples were rock hard and very long – maybe an inch and a half. He'd never seen anything like them before and must have taken twenty pictures of them.

"Quite nice, huh," Jana said playfully. She grabbed them both and pushed them together to form the cleavage he was used to seeing. Then she grabbed her right nipple between her thumb and finger and pinched it slightly. Beg was harder than he'd ever been in his life, and couldn't believe the pictures he was taking of his assistant pinching and tugging on her own nipples.

"Oh my God, Jana. I had no idea . . ." Beg's voice trailed off. He wanted to reach out and grab them, but held off as he continued to take pictures. "Why don't you slip out of those panties now?"

Jana complied, and bent over as she slid them down over her hips and down her legs. Beg watched as her breasts jiggled and banged together as she wiggled out of her panties. He was stunned by the amount of movement they made with every slight move.

He looked and saw that she had a neat, close-cropped bush on top of her pussy mound. As she kicked her panties off from her foot, Beg looked at her beautifully shaped ass. It was always nice watching Jana walk from behind, and now he could better see why. Her butt wasn't fat, but it was a good size (the Italian blood, he figured, contributed to that) and it was also nice and jiggly, just like her tits. Beg was busily recording as many images as he could on his camera that fortunately held about 100 high-resolution images. He thought he must be getting close to the limit, but knew that he had another memory stick in the desk drawer.

Jana seemed to be extremely happy and having fun, so he decided to go farther.

"OK, Jana, now I need you to do a couple of things here. Just go ahead and do whatever I say and do it slowly so I can get some good shots," Beg sounded somewhat authoritarian about it and Jana just smiled and nodded her head.

"Great. First, have you ever sucked your own nipples?" Beg asked. Jana cupped her right breast, lifted it up to her face, and worked her nipple into her mouth. She licked it first, then grabbed it lightly with her front teeth pulling it gently. Then she took it into her mouth and started sucking on it. As she sucked the right one, she grabbed the left one with her free hand and rolled it around between her thumb and forefinger. After a few pictures, she switched and sucked on the left one. Beg noticed that the right one was wet and red which made him think that she had been sucking on it pretty hard. Rather than grabbing her right nipple while she sucked the left one, she reached down and started to rub her clit. She began moaning softly.

"Whoa, you're moving too fast," Beg said, trying to keep up with the action. She slowed her motions down but continued to stroke her clit and suck her left nipple.

"OK, now you can stop sucking and just go crazy on your pussy," Beg said. Jana immediately dropped her boob, laid down on her back on the floor of the office, and used both hands to work herself into a frenzy. Beg took a bunch of pictures from just about every angle and saw that his memory stick was full so he quickly changed it out and put the new one in.

"Great, keep going," Beg said as Jana worked her clit with one hand and stuck her fingers on the other hand inside her pussy. He stroked harder and harder until she went into convulsions and started screaming with delight. He hoped that the building was actually empty by now but figured that at 9:00 P.M. the only people around would be the janitors.

"Let's see how many fingers you can get up there," Beg suggested. Jana lifted her head up to watch as she started with two, then three, and then put four up there. Her tits were laying on top of her chest and wildly jiggling around every time she thrust her hand into her wet pussy.

"How about the whole hand?" Beg asked. Jana cupped her small hand in a fist and pushed hard against her pussy lips until she was able to work her hand in up to her wrist. She was moaning again like before and started to have another orgasm. Beg took several pictures of her hand up her pussy and then focused on her face. He found that he was even more turned on by watching her pleasure herself than he would ever have imagined, and she really seemed to be enjoying it.

After the orgasm subsided, Jana collapsed back on the floor, breathing heavily. Beg sat entranced watching her chest heave with every breath, and amazed at her stamina. He couldn't believe that her nipples were still as hard as they were when they began. He just watched as she caught her breath and thought out his next requests. What a beautiful woman Jana was, he thought, as he watched her recover.

Beg felt his rock hard dick through his pants and decided to unbutton and unzip them to give his large rod a little more room to move around. Jana looked over and saw that Beg's pants were open so she moved over and reached inside.

"Oh my God Beg," Jana said as she gripped his erect penis. "You're huge!"

"So are you," he said, looking at her tits.

"Why thank you, sir!" she giggled as she took his rod out of his pants and immediately started to suck on the giant head. Beg couldn't believe his eyes, and put his hand on Jana's shoulder as she worked his unit into her mouth. He looked down at her chest and reached with the other hand to grab one of her swinging tits. He was amazed at how soft, smooth, and warm it was, and how hard her nipple was poking against the palm of his hand. He reached down with his other hand and grabbed the other nipple, pinching it slightly and rolling it between his thumb and finger just as Jana was doing to it before. She started to moan again, this time a very muffled moan as she had Beg's massive cock stuffed into her mouth.

When he felt like he was going to cum into her mouth, he pulled his rod out of her mouth and told her to get on her hands and knees on the floor and turn around. She got down on all fours with her ass facing Beg. He looked down at her perfect ass and laid his rod down between her ass cheeks, then down between her legs against her still warm and wet pussy. She reached down and shoved Beg's prick into her cunt, and moved her hips up and down taking eventually taking in every inch of his rock hard monster.

Beg leaned down and watched her amazingly active tits sway back and forth with every thrust, and reached around to cup them as he shoved his cock as far as he could inside of her. Jana let out a loud groan and began her moaning again as he pounded it in.

Feeling like he was going to cum again, Beg looked down at her perfect ass and saw her tiny, tight asshole. He slowly pulled out of Jana's pussy and then pressed his cock's large head against the puckered flesh softly at first, then harder. This made Jana turn around with a surprised look on her face alerting Beg that this was probably a place that no man had gone before. Her expression was priceless so he quickly took a picture of her looking back at him as he pushed against the hole. This got Jana worked up again so that she started pushing back so much that her asshole quickly enveloped the head of Beg's dick. Then Beg slowly pushed the rest of his cock in until his balls were resting against her ass. Once fully in place, he gently worked his rod around inside of her and she reached up and started fingering her clit, which drove him wild.

As his cock was ready to spew, he pulled it out and Jana quickly got up on her knees and grabbed Beg's erupting dick, pointing it toward her face, taking a shot across her forehead, then her eyes and nose, then another couple of shots directly into her mouth. She then took the rest of his surprisingly large load onto her tits. Beg pulled his camera out and took several pictures of the cumshots from his unique vantage point, catching in midair the cum landing on her face and her tits.

Jana immediately started rubbing Beg's cock across her cum-covered breasts, and then rubbed the rest of the sperm in with her hands. She wiped the cum away from her eye and looked up at Beg for another 'money shot.' Then she rubbed the rest of the cum off of her face with Beg's cock, and licked his cock clean.

Beg couldn't believe it when he saw that he had burned through another 100 picture memory stick on his camera as he took the last couple shots of Jana laying on her back, breathless, with cum in her hair. He sat next to her, noticed that her nipples were finally relaxing, and gave her breasts one last massage before getting up and putting his package back into his pants. Jana got up and collected her clothes from around the office and slowly started putting them back on. She was still a bit tipsy from the vodka so Beg offered to give her a ride back to her apartment which she readily accepted.

After dropping her off, Beg went straight back to his place and crashed. As he laid down on his bed, he thought again about Jana's massive nipples and the amazing collection of porn he created before drifting off to sleep.

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“Nothing, I just remembered Ms. Turner’s class, you know the one over the past couple weeks,” she said laughing. Ms. Turner was the assigned Sexual Education teacher for our school and of course whats worse than a bunch of kids learning about sex? At this point we both burst out laughing, and then she became very serious (over-dramatic like kids do). “I heard that sex can kill you” she said seriously.

“Haha who cares it sounds disgusting” I casually said.

“Don’t you ever wanna try it?” she quickly retorted.

“Err…I guess one day in the future,” I replied skeptically.

“I say we make a vow to each other that we will only have sex with each other,” she said getting very close to me.

“Um..o-ok,” I stuttered not quite sure what sex even was. And from that the entire story began. We both finished high-school and even got through University. Kat and I lost connection after high-school until one day 7 years, almost to the day, after the day that pact was made. It was a gorgeous sunny day and I had just finished fully moving home from University.

“Knock, knock!” said a voice that sounded oddly familiar. As I turned I had lost all words. There was Kat standing there as gorgeous as ever. She had barely grown in 3 years time, but had certainly fully developed. At 5”6 she was a drop-dead knock-out with C-cup breasts and a thin body, no more than 105 lbs.

“K-kat?” I said finally.

“No, actually you’re looking at the new Accountant at Baggee Accounting!”

“Shit! Congratulations,” I said making my way over to her to give me a hug.

“And I heard that I’m not the only one with good news! Congratulations on your acceptance (she was referring to my recent acceptance into Medical School)!”she said returning the hug. I was dumb-found at the moment, I couldn’t believe that she was in front of me. After high school we mainly lost connection because of my school, I wanted to finish early so I enrolled in the 12 month program each year, leaving me with 3 years of no social life. “So what are you doing for the rest of the summer?” she asked happily.

“Nothing to be honest, just relaxing before I go back to school,” I said half-mindedly. As you have probably noticed, I am still in total shock.

“Great! That means we can catch up. You’re mom invited me for dinner, haha like old times! I’ll see you later I just need to go take care of some stuff first.”

“O-ok, I’ll see you then.” I replied.

“Ok, bu-bye,” she said smiling cheerfully. With that she turned and left, leaving me in shock still.

After that I slept and lounged for a few hours until dinner-time.

“Wake-up sleepy head!” I heard as I woke up to Kat poking my nose.

“Hey,” I replied drowsily through a yawn and a stretch.

“Morning sunshine,” she mocked back. “Cummon get up, your mom said dinners’ ready.”

“What-oh, how long have you been here?” I asked.

“Hmmm about 20 minutes” she said with a look of deep thought on her face.

“Why didn’t you guys wake me up earlier!?”

“We wanted to let you sleep, plus you just looked so cute” she said poking my nose.

“Hardy-Har-Har” I replied sarcastically. With that I got up and left to get ready. I threw on a shirt and changed my pants, at 5”11 I wasn’t the tallest guy, but I liked my highed. I am well built from years of football, but not overly muscley. I have brown hair and brown eyes to match and I’m fairly good looking. I came back downstairs to see everyone set around the table. Dinner went well, just small talk, mainly about between my mom and Kat, she always loved Kat, not having any daughters herself, and always hassled me about why we never got together. After dinner Kat suggested that we go take a walk, how could I refuse?

“So I’m glad school went well for you.” She started.

“Thanks, I’m really happy that you’re doing so great too.” I replied half-heartedly, not that I wasn’t, I just felt like I should have said something else. “So are you staying around for the summer or going somewhere?”

“Well I’m going to stick around, the company is giving me a few months of summer before I start work, some new employee benefit or something.”

“Haha, not bad, already benefits and you haven’t started working.”

“Ya it’s a good job, a lot of financial security for my future. So what happened, I mean you just stopped responding to my mail and stuff?” She shot out quickly. I knew this was coming, but nevertheless, it still cut through me like a knife. I couldn’t bare it, knowing I had hurt her.

“I-I-I just don’t know I was busy, I was under a lot of pressure, school just got to me.”

“Ya well I had school too, but I still found time to write an email” she said angrily.

“I-I…” and with that I broke down. I just couldn’t bare knowing that she was mad at me. We continued walking in silence for what seemed like ages until I realized where we were, under the tree, our tree. “I’m sorry Kat,” I said, not able to will myself to look her in the eyes. “I really am, everything just got too hectic and I just had to cut my social life out of my life for a bit, at first it was temporary, but then it seemed the only way I could cope with the work-load. I jus…”

“It’s ok, I forgave you a long time ago, its nice to see you’re ok now though.” She said rather sternly. Although I was a little rattled, I was still able to come up with something.

“Look just meet me back here tonight, under our tree and I’ll make it up to you, oh and don’t eat anything for lunch or dinner,” I said with a wink. After that she laughed and agreed and we walked home in almost complete silence, her head on my shoulder and my arm around her.

The next day rolled around and I knew I had a lot of work ahead of me. I planned on making a huge meal for us to sit and eat and catch up, most importantly. After spending all morning at the grocery store and all afternoon in the kitchen, I had managed to pull out a feast fit for a king. Having a small passion for cooking, it wasn’t too hard. I started to pack my car, although the walk was only 15 minutes from my house, there was too much to carry. I brought blankets, some candles I bought earlier, the food, a lighter and a dress-casual outfit. After I changed I drove over, to the tree to prepare. Sunset would happen in about 1 hour and Kat was expected in under 10 minutes. I got everything ready and laid out and all I had to do was wait. About 5 minutes of waiting I saw her in the distance, a vision of beauty. She was wearing a flowy white summer dress and matching ballerina shoes with her brown hair down around her shoulders. A vision of beauty.

“Wow! Are we supposed to eat all that?” she exclaimed.

“Haha I hope you’re hungry.” I said giving her a hug. For the next 4 hours we sat and talked about everything. We stopped to watch the sun set, but the candles I bought provided a ton of light so that we could continue eating and talking with light. She told me all about school and I told her all about my school, I must say Biology and Accounting aren’t exactly the most fascinating subjects, but we more focused on the fun parts of university. Eventually we were both stuffed and content and we sat back beside each other.

“So any girlfriends?” she asked chuckling.

“Hmmm, yes I had one with my professor when I needed to suck up to her for a grade in stats” I said laughing as I turned to her. Just as I had, turned she planted a huge kiss on me that knocked my backwards onto the blanket.

“I stayed true to our pact.” She said.

“What pact?” I asked confused.

“Haha, remember the one we made under this tree that one day in the summer to only have sex with each other.” She said seriously.

“Oh I remember now haha, oh man we were just kids then,” I said a little foggy but remembering the day.

“Did you?” she asked giving me those cute puppy dog eyes.

“Oh no, I broke it, you know I found so much time for sex inbetween tests and labs” I said sarcastically. With that she kissed me again and got up.

“Cummon” she said suddenly.

“Cummon where?” I asked.

“We’re going to my house, my parents are gone for the whole month. She didn’t need to say any more words. Within one minute I was packed up and ready to go in my car. On the way there she kept kissing my neck and cheek, making it almost impossible for me to concentrate on the road.

We finally got to her house and by the time we were upstairs I was down to just my underwear, pants and socks. Alex only had on a very sexy purple lace thong. We got into her room and plumped down on the bed, kissing every part of each other’s body that we could. I reached down to slowly pull down her thong as she undid my pants and pulled my underwear and socks off. There we were, butt-naked in a room I had spent so much of my child-hood in. She suddenly stopped, looked up at me and said. “I love you Josh.”

“I looked back into her beautiful blue eyes and said “I love you too Kat” With that, no words needed to be said. She quickly reached down for my cock starting to stroke it until it gorged to its full 9 inches. I started playing with her vagina, making it wet, getting ready for what was to come.

“Fuck me” she said, “Fuck me now.” I thrusted my manhood deep into her giving her a moan of satisfaction. I was surprised at how tight it was, but also how good it felt. I kept going over and over. Thrusting in and out of her as I sunk and rose again. Every time pulling my dick out until the head was just about exposed and then thrusting it back in. I soon could feel that I was getting close to cumming and by her quickened breath I could tell she was too. I let one final thrust deep within her filling her with my full 9 inches and I came right there just as she let out a loud moan as she orgasmed simultaneously. I sunk down beside her and held her in my arms, exhausted.

I awoke the next morning feeling extraordinarily happy and vibrant. I slowly got up so that she wouldn’t wake up and went down to make breakfast. I came back up with a full breakfast for two with eggs, bacon, sausage, french toast and orange juice. I poked her on the nose and said “Morning sleep-head,” returning the favor.

She smiled and replied “Mmm morning handsome”

“I made breakfast”

“You’re amazing, you know that?”

“Well some would call me perfect, but I guess amazing will do” I replied laughing.

With that our amazing summer started. In September I went back to school and she went to work, but we worked out a way to live together. Since the school and her office were about an hour apart, we found a nice condo in the middle that we could live in. Although we only saw each other 3 or 4 times a week, it was more than enough to make us both happy. Plus there was always my winter break and her Christmas holiday to look forward to.

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