Reality made itself known very gently. Dave was thankful for that. Mornings were bad enough without a rude start. The weak December sun was beginning to peek over the horizon. The light was pale grey, cold as the air. He turned to look at the young woman sleeping next to him. Her light auburn hair was half covering her face. She looked so peaceful. Looking back, even as recently as the past summer, Dave wouldn't have believed that he could have such a beautiful college freshman as a live-in lover. It was just a fantasy for men like him. Men in their fifties never got so lucky.

He couldn't resist her. Rolling to his side, he reached out to stroke Emma's back. His hand moved in gentle circles that moved ever lower until he was stroking the warm cheeks of her behind. He gently squeezed one, his hand dipping into her cleft. "So firm underneath such smooth skin," Dave thought. It still amazed him. She yawned. The muscles under Dave's hand were suddenly taut. They relaxed as she gave a contented sigh. It was almost a purring noise.

"You know that always gets me wet, don't you?" she teased him. "You have the most amazing touch." She loved that about him. He could touch her anywhere and she would respond. More than that, she always felt loved when he touched her.

She rolled onto her side, facing him. His arm slipped under her. He pulled her to him as their lips met. The kisses became deeper and more passionate as their tongues playfully wrestled with each other. She loved his kisses. They felt so right. One of her slim hands reached down to grip his now-hard shaft. It was still slightly sticky from their lovemaking the night before. Images of that coupling ran through her mind and the fire of her passion flared again. She needed him.

With her arms around his neck, Emma rolled to her back. Dave followed her. This dance was one they knew well. They had practiced it almost every day for over three months. They each knew the other's signals. Her slim thighs spread and Dave automatically found his place between them. He supported himself on his elbows and knees. His rampant erection was throbbing by now. When it twitched it would rise enough to touch the curly fringes of her pubes. He could feel the wetness against the end of his cock. He could feel the warmth.

Emma wrapped her legs around his hips and pulled him to her with her heels. He slid into her effortlessly. He always liked to enter her this way. He loved watching her face as he entered her. The way she sucked in her lower lip, the way her eyes half closed for just a moment as he slid into her: Those were beautiful moments that he would always cherish. He had been the first. She claimed he would be the only one.

Dave began to suck on one of Emma's hard nipples. She gasped when he did. Her inner walls squeezed hard on him even as a fresh flow of wetness lubricated her.

He moved to her other breast to give it the same attention. This time Emma threw her head back and cried out as her first climax of the morning washed over her. Dave had to pull out of her for a moment just to keep from flooding her with his own climax. It wasn't time yet. He wanted to give her all the pleasure she could stand before he took his own.