I rolled and stretched and reached out to find a very cold and very wet place where my lover had been laying. I glanced towards the window and it was dark outside. The candles were out. I was distraught. Then I heard a clank and clatter in the kitchen and breathed a sigh of relief. I got up, donned a robe and went out to the kitchen to find more candles lit and a flurry of activity. There was Mirabelle in one of my white button down dress shirts and nothing else cooking up a feast. The shirt only half-covered her wide round ass and her amazing tits were doing an unencumbered dance with ever movement she made. This was one damned sexy woman! I slid up behind her and wrapped my arms around her belly. She leaned back and purred as I nibbled and kissed her neck.
"I was devastated when I woke up and you weren't there... I thought you'd left Mirabelle..."
"Mmmmmm... you know baby, all my friends call me Mira and I think we're a bit more than that now don't you?" I smiled at her half-turned face. "Yes – I think we could say that..." I replied. "You were so adorable sleeping and I woke up hungry so I thought I'd do something about that... seeing how it's late Saturday night and I just cancelled my Sunday plans." I smiled... "I like where this is going" I reassured her. "And thirdly we still have a lot of exploring to do. So why don't you be a good boy and go change the sheets so we have something fresh and clean to mess up for dessert" she grinned.
"Ok – my turn." I reached for my phone and tapped out a few texts while Mira kept doing what she was doing to the kitchen. A moment later the phone buzzed and chirped its electronic notices and there were the responses. "What's that you did baby?" Mira asked. "Just cancelled all my Sunday to-do's as well" I replied. "Good boy" she replied with a nasty grin. "Now get us another couple of those big waters - dinners almost ready."
I went back to the room and quickly changed the sheets and chugged another bottle of water. I took the sheets down to the basement washroom and grabbed a couple of bottles of wine from the cellar and headed back upstairs. Mira had laid out a beautiful lamb and couscous dinner and I offered her the wines saying "your lessons start here... the one on the right is bold and rich but has a bit of tannin to it whereas the one on the left is softer and rounder but with more subtlety to it. Pick one but know this – neither choice is wrong – it's down to preference but each one leads to different consequences" I grinned.
"What does that mean?" Mira asked.
"Only time and choice will tell my dear" I replied.
Mira chose the bottle on the left – a left bank Bordeaux that had the stuffing to hold its own with the lamb. We took our plates and glasses to the living room where I cranked up the fireplace, splayed ourselves out in front of it and dove in. I did not realize how hungry I was but all the sexual exercise seems to have induced a ravenous hunger in more ways than one.
We talked and talked about everything. Movies, books, music, travel, favorite restaurants (aside from mine) and we found that we had more than similar tastes – they were almost identical. We laughed and carried on through the meal and the wine until we were finished. All the while the soft dancing light of the fire danced over Mira's form. Her nipples made two delicious points at the front of my shirt which had my cock standing at attention, poking out the front of my robe. We also spent a lot of time in silence just looking at each other, taking time to gaze not only into each other's eyes but brazenly wandering up and down each other's bodies. I really couldn't believe how fortunate I was to find this big beautiful woman who was perfect in every way – emotionally, physically and sexually.
We carried the remains back to the kitchen and as Mira was placing the dishes in the sink I came up behind her and took her in my arms. Again she leaned back in to me as I ran my hands up her torso and as light as a feather started to brush just the tips of her nipples with my palms. Mira moaned and shivered and tried to press her huge tits into my hands to gain more pressure but I backed my hands away each time to continue the slow aching seduction of her breasts. I buried my face into her lush hair and breathed in deeply while continuing my nipple seduction. Mira just sighed and said "oh Aaron – do anything you want to baby; that feels so good you're making me drip down my legs."
I started to alternate between lightly brushing her nipples to gently caressing the under curve of her amazing tits, cupping her massive orbs and very slowly squeezing, then releasing the pressure I was applying. Then I would go up and gently brush her nipples again which seemed to push Mira into a sexual trance. I had never felt any woman's nipples in the state these were in – literally rock hard and sticking out at least an inch from her areolas. She started to moan and swirl and sway her body and I could smell her excitement and feel the heat radiating off her as she abandoned herself to sensual pleasures.
I moved one of my hands down to lightly dance along the crack of her magnificent ass with delicate strokes, stopping to gently play with her asshole each time I got there which elicited soft moans and purrs. Mira was thrusting back onto my finger every time so after about the fifth pass I slowly and gently pushed just the tip of my finger into her ass and very slowly wiggled it around just at her tight anal ring. "Baby that feels soooo good... don't stop..." she whispered. But I did – just to prolong the lust and heighten the need. "There's so much more of that to come very soon" I responded as I gently nibbled and kissed the nape of her neck. I lightly trailed my hand back up her side and back to her breast.
