This is a sequel to the fantastic "Stacey the Temptress" series, but can be read as a separate story. I do, however, highly recommend reading "Stacey the Temptress Ch. 3" (and please vote), it can be read without the others as well.
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Danny couldn't wait. He hasn't seen Stacey in upwards of two months. After their last experience, he thought he would be seeing her daily! The experience was enough to have him considering leaving his girlfriend. Almost. He and Stacey maintained contact via email, speaking of their love for one another and their desire to be with each other.
His fantasies were about her exclusively now. Her pretty brown eyes, gorgeous smile highlighted by her dimple. And her body was amazing, as if chiseled straight from his dreams. Soft, tanned skin, huge breasts, long legs. Her outgoing personality and the sexuality that she radiated served only to turn him on even more. This was the weekend he was going to Stacey's neck of the woods, a city 2 hours away, without Charmaine.
His obsession was becoming a problem. His work was slipping, his concentration was slipping. All he could think about was the hot vixen that gave him the greatest day of his life. He had masturbated about her twice per day BEFORE they got together. Now he was doing at least DOUBLE that! He needed this weekend.
Stacey was having just as much trouble getting him out of her mind. She did not get pregnant from their last rendezvous, despite how many times he came inside her. She didn't care if she did, though. She loved him. She wanted him. She was very wet as the time of his arrival approached. She was aching for attention down there.
Danny knew he could get away with spending Thursday night with her, but after that there was a danger of his girlfriend checking in on him. So Thursday night it is. He had plans to take Stacey out to dinner, to try and spend some time with her on a non-sexual level. The two hour drive was difficult, since he had to spend the entire trip fighting the urge to pull out his cock right there and then. Finally, however, he arrived at her house as per her directions. Trying to control his raging hard on he knocked on her door. Heart pounding, he heard someone approach.
The door opened and there she stood, beautiful as ever, smiling radiantly. She was wearing tight, black dressy pants, with no socks, and a white blouse. Her curly brown hair was done up, and her makeup was perfect.
"Hi!" she said, arms outstretched. He hugged her tightly, holding her close. She was conscious of the bulge in his jeans pressing against her stomach as she held him closer. He couldn't help but notice her large breasts pressed against him.
"I missed you so much." she said.
"I missed you, too." he whispered, his hands resting on the top of her ass. Finally, they parted and she took him by the hand and led him into her house. Talking the entire time, she gave him a tour of her place. He hung on her every word.
"We should get going to dinner." he said, after a few minutes of conversation. She looked into his eyes, nothing was said for a few seconds. Her heart was pounding, as was his. She stepped up to him and leaned forward. Their lips met, kissing softly, again and again. He slid his tongue into her mouth, and she returned the favour. His hands slid around her body and gently held her ass as their tongues explored each other's mouth. Their breathing became laboured as the kiss grew more passionate. She was pressing her body hard against his. He loved how her tongue felt in his mouth, how her lips sucked his. Stacey broke the kiss, looking into his eyes.