I hurried and grabbed her hand. She smiled a coy little smile. She got away with the first power play, walking away, causing me to chase her down. I smirked, patted her on the head," Sweetie, you are going the wrong way." The dance continued.
We got to my car and I opened the door for her. She spun around quickly, "Oh no you don't, you dirty old man." She pointed her finger at me, scolding me. She remembered my affinity for grabbing her butt as she got into the car.
I played dumb and then hurt, "You would think we would have moved on from such childish games." Throwing my nose in the air, I feigned arrogance as I walked around the car. While focusing on her, "Now are you going to behave, too?" I questioned after swinging open the car door, knowing a hand could be waiting for me as I sat down.
"Me? What kind of girl do you take me for?" She batted her eyes, looking debonair.
I conveyed no trust, pump faking sitting in the car. No movement by Katie, just a sweet smile. I slid into the driver's seat. Yes, there it was a hand, her hand grabbing my butt. Wishing I didn't give her the satisfaction, I yelped. 2 for Katie, 0 for me. She was quite pleased with herself as she chuckled. "Getting out dirtied. Slowing down in your older years?" That mischievous smile was so damn sexy.
Pouting my lips," Didn't take my Geritol this morning." Then broke into a warm smile conveying my fondness for her. I enjoyed her playfulness. While not quite at my level, she was formidable. "Okay, couple rules. Number 1, keep your hands to yourself. Lots of highway miles ahead of us, so I want to get home safely. Number 2, again, keep your hands to yourself so we don't wreck. It's been a while for me so I can't promise any level of safety." I gave her one last look of mistrust, winked, and pulled out of the parking garage.
"Huh, I am hurt that you think I would do anything to put our safety in danger." She places her hand on my thigh, grazing my cock, patting, and then pulling away. It caused me to jump slightly. Her accompanying smirk was so damn sexy.
"Minx," is all I muttered. We chatted as I drove to my condo. We talked about what was happening in our lives. Because we kept in touch regularly, there wasn't much new. I got an update on Alex and the kids. And then there it was our comfortable silence. We enjoyed each other's company, just sharing space. I looked over and smiled and she greeted me with one in return. We pulled into my gated community and I pointed out the clubhouse that housed the gym and the pool. I warned her that the pool would not be as refreshing because of the ambient heat to Orlando. She smiled and shrugged. We parked and I did our usual, I opened her car door. My hands were in the air to assure her that her derrière would not be molested. She got out of the car with a knowing smile and tenderly patted me on the cheek, "Good boy."
"Hey, hold up, let me get your bag." She turned and I made a phony attempt to grab her bag. Turning around I goosed her beautiful ass. "That's what I remember," I announced after hearing her yelp loudly. She spun around in time to see me wink.
"Consistent, dirty old man." She feigned anger.
I grabbed her bag and we climbed a set of stairs up to my condo. I punched the door code in and whispered it loud enough for only Katie to hear. She nodded, signifying understanding. I had given her the virtual key to my home. It was a small gesture, but one I felt significant. I opened the door and she walked in. I intended to give her a quick tour. As I was pointing out the location of the bathroom, I noticed she was ignoring me and walked to my office. She took a quick look and kept walking. This was a little perplexing and my voice tapered off. She peeked into the second room, which was my bedroom. Following, I saw a smile form. She looked over at me and curled her finger in a come hither motion and disappeared into the room. I dropped her bag off on the couch and followed her into the bedroom. She was waiting for me at the foot of the bed, overlooking my spread. With carnal intentions, I pulled up behind her. I gently grabbed her shoulders and then caressed the length of her arms as I closed the gap. She shuttered, looking over her shoulder with a wanton look. Leaning in, I kissed her lips and sauntered down to her neck. I knew this to be one of her spots. I took time alternating between kisses and bites. She responded with a long sigh and nuzzled into my kisses. This felt familiar and comforting. I took the time to appreciate our chemistry. I grabbed her hand and invited her to face me. We kissed, it was sweet and soft. Our kisses were gentle and precise. We were perfect dance partners. Lust brewed from within. My tongue broke the barrier of her mouth. She greeted me as a welcomed guest. Her tongue was warm, her taste natural and sweet. Our tongues whirled in a choreographed waltz. My hands pulled her in tighter, pressing her breasts up against my welcoming chest. I felt her hands on my butt, squeezing, and grabbing. Our kisses grew more passionate, introducing greed into our actions. Our pace hastened to meet our desires. We peeled our inhibiting layers off. First to go was her blouse and bra, freeing her lovely breasts. My kisses traveled down to her breasts, leaving wet footprints. Arriving at her nipple, I traced her areola with my tongue. Little elevations formed where my tongue once traveled. Orbiting her nipple multiple times, her vocalizations indicated she was poised for more. I latched on to her nipple and she responded," Yessss... Yesss."
Her nipple grew in my mouth to full erection. I took pleasure licking the underside of her nipple as I sucked, coaxing additional length. She cooed and gasped. My hand massaged her free, lovely breast. I took the time to appreciate the shape of her firm and ample breasts. They were beautiful teardrop-shaped. As I massaged, I enjoyed the travel afforded by the natural hang of her tits. I alternated between her breasts, turning up the sexual heat. She made known her intentions by guiding us to my bed. We moved to the center of the bed. Shedding clothes, my pants and boxers were stripped from me, freeing my member. I let out a deep breath and then held it in anticipation. She kissed my tip, carefully collecting my precum, and slowly drawing it into her mouth making a spectacle of it. She closed her eyes, savoring it. Jarringly, she snapped out of her trance and took me deep into her mouth. I gasped, my breathing hitched. She looked up and we made eye contact. Those eyes, those mesmerizing eyes have haunted me since our last meeting. Pictures and video chat failed to capture the tail her eyes could tell. They were a fusion of deep green and blue, surrounded by a haloed accent of charcoal grey. I was lost in her eyes as she teased the sensitive spot under my shaft with her tongue. Her suction was relentless. She was skilled, not wasting suction to the popping sound of release. She bobbed slowly, bringing pleasure, but ensuring duration. I lost track of time and reality as she pleased me. "Yes, baby. Baby, yes." It was all I could unconsciously muster.
I willed myself out of my selfish haze, pulling my cock out of her mouth with a loud pop. Katie fussed through sound versus words. I flipped her on her back, and with a gleeful squeal, she welcomed my advances. She still had her skirt on and rather than deal with taking it off, I flipped it up. My eyes were wild with hunger. She welcomed me with a look of promise. I tongued the wet spot of her panties, teasing her. I smirked, knowing that I was in the driver's seat. She gasped at my taunting and reached down to take off her panties. My hands met hers in an embrace, impeding her intentions. I was going to take my time and work her up to an explosive orgasm. "Don't tease, it's been a long time for me, too."
"Oh, you've been good for me?" I managed between teasing.
"Yes, yes, I have been good for you. Now please fuck me with your tongue."
I released her hands and inched her panties down. The exposed skin was met with one continuous meandering lick. Down to her mons, the valley between her pussy and legs. It grew excruciating for her as she gasped and cooed. Once her panties were off I forgoed making the trip up, rather skipping up to her outer lips. They were moist with an abundance of her honey. I basked in her familiar scent. Into her honey pot, my tongue went. I savored her nectar with slow thrusts of my tongue. I moistened my fingers and then massaged her clit in lazy motions matching the pace of my tongue. She was ramping up quickly. My eyes widened and I hastened my pace to meet her needs. A small squirt splashed on my tongue. I knew this was a preamble to much more. She announced the arrival of her friend, "Don't stop, don't you fucking stop. Don't... ." Her words tapered off to sounds of sexual contentment.
