Leah and John put themselves back in order and cleaned up what little evidence was there in the bathroom. Leah reapplied her lipstick, and wiped the crimson stains from John's face with a makeup remover pad from her purse. They straightened their clothes, wiped off the counter, and made their way back into the party downstairs. John found Rick and explained that while he was sorry to leave so early, Leah wasn't feeling well and he was going to take her home and get her to bed.
Well the second half's true anyway
, she thought. As cover stories go, it was weak, but since Rick knew Leah was normally the good girl type, he just let it go and told her he hoped she was feeling better soon.
As soon as they were in the relative privacy of John's car, she couldn't keep her hands off of him. As John drove back to her apartment, she fondled every inch of him that she could reach. "You're very distracting, you know that?" he asked with a chuckle.
"Are you complaining?"
"Not really, but I do want to make sure we get there in one piece. Please, let me drive."
Glancing over at him, she could see that he was already quite well recovered from their earlier activities. The bulge in his lap looked so inviting, but she kept herself in check for the few minutes it would take to get home.
John parked the car in the garage and they headed for the elevators that would take them back up to Leah's apartment. As soon as the elevator doors closed, they began kissing and fondling each other again. When the doors reopened on the correct floor, Leah's blouse was unbuttoned down to where it met her skirt, and John's shirt was untucked and his fly was down. Giggling like a schoolgirl, Leah quickly unlocked the door and they found themselves in the quiet privacy of her home.
"Where?" John gasped between kisses. Leah breathlessly pointed toward the bedroom. He picked her up and carried her down the hall, depositing her onto the bed mere seconds before he fell on top of her.
They kissed hungrily, mouths feeding on one another as their hands ripped, tore and removed clothing. At last she was naked below him, he knelt over her and gazed down at her with a conqueror's look in his eye. "Why did I never see this before?" he asked.
Leah reached up and grabbed the long hard shaft of his penis and squeezed, making his eyes lose focus for a minute. "You just never bothered to look." She continued to kneed the hardness of him. "I've waited so long..." she said.
"Then let me make up for lost time." John lowered his head to her chest and began to kiss her breasts, softly drawing them into his mouth and caressing her nipples with his tongue. Seeing the effect on her body as shivers ran down her spine, he slowly began to suck harder, drawing more and more of her into his mouth. Once he had covered every inch of her perfectly shaped breasts, he began to move lower.
John kissed his way down the flat plane of her Leah's stomach, pausing momentarily to kiss her navel before traveling lower still. "Always wondered about that," he said as he teased along her small, perfectly-groomed strip of red hair. Leah didn't have a chance to answer because his next move was to plunge his tongue into her cunt, sucking and kissing away the juices that had begun to moisten it. "You taste amazing," he said, glancing up at her from his position between her creamy white thighs. He used his fingers to spread her wider open and licked along the edges of her wet pussy.
Leah could do nothing but writhe at his touch. Every flick of his tongue brought her closer to that overwhelming feeling of release. Her entire body tingled with the sensation of it. She moaned in pleasure and ran her fingers through John's wavy brown hair. She could feel the waves of pleasure riding over her as he brought her to climax.
John ran his tongue over her clit one last time before he began to crawl his way up her body, kissing along her skin as he moved. "You're amazing," leah whispered breathlessly.
