The unusually warm winter of 2011 was transitioning into the holidays and I was wrapping up a rigorous semester of junior year at Berkeley. Dan, my older boyfriend and I had been dating for exactly a year. I'd been telling my close friends that he was 44 but he was actually 54, not that it made any difference; I loved him the same and regrettably, our age gap had resulted in us being on the receiving end of condescending looks whenever we went as far as holding hands in public. Even my college friends questioned my relationship to him but I just told them that he was just a regular guy that I met online and that he's no different than a 21 year old, at heart.
On the day of our anniversary, Dan and I opened a bottle of champagne and he got me a very fancy designer wallet with a $100 bill inside. As a student, I wasn't able to reciprocate with an expensive gift, so I made him a heartfelt card with my favorite photo of ours. That evening, I gave him one of my signature blowjobs, with my tongue continuously rotating around the tip of his cock, bobbing faster and faster until he finished in my mouth. Unfortunately with finals week being on our anniversary, I wasn't able to spend the night with him and despite my efforts to be ready for sex, after I swallowed his cum, I went back to my dorm to study for my biology finals. Dan was busy with his work as a contractor too, and we promised each other we would have a magical night together after finals.
After passing all my classes with flying colors, Dan invited me to his apartment to spend the weekend to kick off winter break. I packed my bags full of lingerie and cute outfits and made an appointment to get my legs and underarms waxed. At the time, the cost of a hair removal was about $60 but I was able to pay for it by selling back my text books. Besides, I was addicted to feeling smooth and sexy for my Danny, who had introduced me to getting my body hairs professionally removed. Most days I didn't have a single body hair and I was meticulous about plucking my pubic hairs to leave that area smooth as well.
For our casual date at his apartment, I picked out a cute Hello Kitty raglan long sleeve t-shit that exposed my belly button and wore my white thong underneath my sweatpants, which I purposely exposed on the sides above my waistline. When in public, I always covered up with a jacket but in private with Danny, I always dressed in cute girly clothes. I took off my jacket as soon as I arrived at his apartment near campus and he hugged me and congratulated me on finishing my finals. He reached for my hand and escorted me to his bedroom where he said he had a surprise for me.
He slowly opened the door to his bedroom, his hand still holding mine, and I saw that he had decorated the room with a pink neon light and pink satin sheets on his bed. He also had a dozen red roses laid out on his bed with a large white teddy bear and a card that looked familiar. It was the card I made for him on our anniversary.
"Jamie, baby, your card was the sweetest thing I've ever read in my life" Dan reached for my waist and fiddled with my g-string that was protruding from the sides of my pants.
Dan wrapped both his arms around my bare tummy from behind and started kissing my neck.
"Do you think you can do something special for me?" he whispered into my ear.
"Of course Danny, I'll do anything for you", I turned around and kissed him on his lips.
Dan's hands crept up into my shirt and he squeezed my tits with his hands.
"Can you read the card out loud for me, cutie pie?"
Dan's request threw me off a bit, as I was anticipating something more significant when he had asked me to do something special.
"Of course, babe"
"While we make love. I think that would be so sweet."
I suddenly felt Dan's hairy arms squeeze me tight as his hand crept into my sweat pants and into my panties.
"Look how wet your clitty is already, cutie pie. Do you think you can read your card out loud for me while I fuck my baby girl from the back?"
