"Patti is sending the limo to pick us up at your place at around 3:30. We should get to Citifield by 4:30 so plenty of time to mingle with the players before the game. How about we meet for brunch before that?" I asked Jaime.
"Better idea! I'll make you breakfast. Come by at 11," she responded quite confidently.
Nothing witty came to mind quickly to respond to her assertive suggestion, so I resorted to my old standby, "sounds good."
"Yes, it does," she responded seductively, and I knew French toast or eggs Benedict were not the only delicacies I was going to eat tomorrow morning.
I left my apartment in midtown around 10:30 with a backpack on my shoulder. I had a change of clothes for the post game activities. At the Citibike station by my place I unlocked a bike and peddled my way to Jamie's apartment on First Avenue.
As I rode my thoughts wandered to the previous week's engagements with Megan and Abby. I had so much fun and so much sex with two extremely gorgeous bald women. How was this date with Jaime going to top both of those? Then I smiled reminding myself of the breakfast she was about to make us.
I docked the bike a block away from her building. There was a liquor store on the corner that opened at 11. I bought two bottles of rose and a bottle of Kettle One. Her doorman let me up to her tenth floor apartment.
I knocked on the door and was almost floored by the site of her. Jaime had buzzed her hair down to nothing leaving only the short bangs to offset her hazel eyes. After letting me ogle her for another second, she kissed me and pulled me inside.
She wore a form fitting yoga outfit, and my eyes followed her ass from the hallway into the kitchen. "Nice place you have here. I have some wine and some vodka. What do you prefer?"
"I have some juice in the fridge. Make a drink and put the wine in there for later," she responded.
She also had some seltzer, so I made two potent spritzers. I handed her a glass and asked, "what is on the menu?"
"Banana pancakes and bacon, or I can make some eggs."
"Pancakes sound great."
Jamie gave me a quick tour of her apartment and directed me to sit on the couch, while she went to work in the kitchen. "Are you sure you don't need any help?" I asked.
"Not now, but you get to clean up."
I responded, "Good deal," to the pancakes. I then moved on to her haircut. "At Patti's office after your haircut you mentioned that your boss would have no issue with your hair. I assume it went well, as you have shaved most of your head down to nothing."
"Ian and the other executives loved it. I got many compliments and more than a few head rubs from my coworkers. Even though I have managed to deal with the attention to my head, I was a little anxious about speaking at a conference yesterday. I almost wore a wig, but Ian said to go as I am. After a few minutes I did not mind my industry colleagues thinking I had gone nuts."
"You can go nuts for me anytime," I said with a laugh.
Jaime laughed back and continued, "After the meeting it was almost six, so I went to a barbershop on the way home. I was so excited to sit in the leather barber chair in my blue pencil skirt and white blouse."
She looked at the bulge in my shorts. I looked back at her and acknowledged, "As you can see you have my attention. Please continue."
"Let's eat first. The pancakes are ready. Just to mention I had to come home right after he completed the haircut to finish off the orgasm that built in that barber's chair."
My erection finally subsided after the first pancake. "These are delicious. I have not had pancakes in a long time."
"Thank you. I was careful not to overcook them."
She told me more about her travels, and I explained more about my investment business. As we finished eating, I asked her about our plans for later, "Do you like baseball?"
"I dated one of the pitchers on my high school team. I went to see him play a lot our senior year,"
"Interesting, and did that translate into dating athletes in college or beyond?" I asked.
"No, my boyfriend in college could scale a mountain and ski down the other side, but he did not play on a team. However, we have many athletes stay in our hotels, and I have become more of a fan over the years. I love the Rangers and Henrick Lundquist. Also, a few Mets and Yankees have stayed with us at the hotel."
We sat for a few more minutes, then I gathered the plates from the table and cleaned up in the kitchen. Jaime directed, "I will let you attend to your chores. I have a couple of things to do in the meantime."
"Yes, my lady." It took me another ten minutes to wash the pans and put everything into the dishwasher. "Do you want another drink?" I asked her loudly, so she would hear me.
"Sure. I will be out in a minute."
I almost dropped the glasses, when she emerged from the bedroom. She had removed the yoga clothes and replaced them with a pink negligee, a white garter belt, and matching stockings. "Wow!" was all I could muster. Sometimes, I am a man of few words.
"Do you like what you see?" she asked with amusement. We each took a large drink of the cocktail, and Jaime came over to lead me to the bedroom. We stood by the door, and she knelt down to untie my sneakers. She slid off each one along with the socks. Jaime stood up rubbing her nighty along my penis and up to my chest. She had me bend over a little, so she could pull off my shirt. "I only have to remove your shorts to set you free. But not so fast."
My cock was raging for a release. But Jamie retreated to the bed, and I knew I had to keep it caged for a little while longer. I lied down next to her and place a hand on her head tilting her lips towards mine. While we flicked tongues, pecked our lips, and got lost in our saliva, my hands rubbed all over her shaved head. I massaged her neck muscles, scratched the top of her crown, and played with all the contours of her ears.
Still wearing my shorts I moved down her body. Jaime had smallish boobs, so I could fit her whole tit in my mouth. She started to moan loudly, as I bit down on her left nipple and then the right one. I pulled up the negligee exposing her belly. I licked all over the taught muscles inserting my tongue into her navel. My hands slid down her nylons, and that tactile sensation had my cock struggling to break free.
At this point my second breakfast was ready to be served. I pulled off her panties. With no further nibbling foreplay, I buried my face into her vagina. My tongue probed as deeply as possible until she shuddered. I moistened my pinky with her juices and inserted it into her ass. She shuddered again and screamed, "fuck me!"
I stripped off my shorts, and he was loose. My fully enlarged cock had a mind of its own to seek out a soft warm place to explode, and Jaime's pussy was ready to provide that home. She got up on all fours near the edge of the bed, and I walked into her open hole. No fuss, just an easy glide right inside of her.
"I am not too sure how long I can hold out," I said after five thrusts up against her ass.
