Chapter 5

Thursday

It was my last evening in town, having finally reached the last day of training and even having managed to retain all the information long enough to pass their competency test. Drained from the effort, I returned to my room and opened the door...

... and saw flickering lights.

Moving into the room, I saw a lit candle on the nightstand ... and Annemarie spread out on the bed, wearing the same dark blue teddy she wore the night we first made love all those years ago.

A throaty chuckle escaped her lips. “Surprise. I swiped your extra key last night.”

I walked over to the side of the bed and pulled my shirt off. I started to undo my pants when she stopped me.

“No ... first I need you to do something.”

She gestured to a chair she had placed beside the bed. With slow, sexy movements, she rose to a standing position, then knelt beside the chair.

Softly, seductively, she informed me, “I’m a very bad girl. I’ve been teasing you, and now I’m seducing you. I’m very naughty. You need to spank me.” She then raised her ass in the air to emphasize the point.

I lifted the material of the teddy up, exposing the skin of her ass. I caressed it with my fingertips, scratched it with my fingernails.

“Okay,” I said softly. “This is our fifth night together. I’m going to spank you five times. Count out loud.”

I raised my arm and laid a moderate smack on her ass. “One,” she groaned.

Another. “Two, oh, God, honeybear...” she trailed off.

Another. “Th ... thhrr ... threeee,” she groaned in ecstasy.

Another. “Foooooouuurrrrr,” she whined. I felt some of her juices squirt out and onto my hand.

One more. “Fffiivveeee ... ffff ... fffffuck me. Fuck me, honeybear!”

Instead, I knelt behind her and began licking her pussy from behind, lapping up the juices as they squirted from her like a constant flowing river. “Uuuhhhhhh ... uuuUUUHHHHHHHHH!!!” she groaned loudly as her body soon shook with her orgasm.

Annemarie abruptly spun around, propelling herself away from the chair and in front of me. Like a woman possessed, her hands frantically undid my belt buckle and pulled my pants down.

She took me in her hand. She licked her lips and sighed, “Hello, my old friend,” before licking it with the tip of her tongue ... bathing it with her tongue, really ... before she took it into her mouth. She moved up and down the shaft, slowly, sensuously, looking up at me with a lustful look in her eyes as she did so.

Even after all these years, she still knew the signs and buried me deep in her mouth as my orgasm approached. With a groan, I came in the back of her throat, feeling her swallow it.