Chapter 2

Saturday morning, I was back at the airport and flying back to Tallahassee. I spent the afternoon rereading letters and looking at pictures to see if there were any that slipped by. Amy wasn’t my type. Tiffany was a great fit except for the husband. It sounded and felt like her marriage was on its last legs so I was going to stop worrying about it and let the chips fall where they may.

I studied over the weekend and made sure all my homework was done, projects were done and reading and studying was up to date and ahead of the teacher’s assignments. Sunday I played ultimate frisbee for a couple hours and then showered and watched some TV. I called Angela the basketball player.

“I wanted to call and say hi, and see how you’re doing.”

“Hey Brad. I’m doing fine but Tracie is still giving me a hard time. I think she’s just jealous that we turned out so well and she was on the couch alone with her fingers. Are you calling to take me out again or just looking for me to come over and have some non-commital sex?”

“Either would work but I was just calling to make sure that you were okay with the night in general.”

“I had a great dinner and great sex. All that was missing was to let me read all your letters and see all the pictures. That and you asking me to be your girlfriend.”

“I don’t have a girlfriend and am not looking for one. I have one year left of college and then will be off to find some work. Probably in New York City.”

“I know but a girl can dream about having that kind of sex every night. Sometimes I just say your name when I’m in bed to get Tracie pissed off.”

“You should go buy a big vibrator and name it Brad instead of Bob.”

“Who’s Bob?”

“Battery Operated Boyfriend.”

“Oh, I like that. Maybe I will. Can you loan me a few bucks?”

“Maybe if I take you to dinner this week we can pick something up for you?”

“What night?”

“If I told you then I wouldn’t be a demanding sex lord.”

“Sex Lord? Does that make me a sex slave?”

“Do you want to be?”

“Let me think about it and I’ll let you know when you call me to go out with you.”

“Good girl. Study hard and make good grades. You never know when you’ll be coming to me and asking for a job. I only hire the best.”

“I’m the best. The best you’ve had this week.”

“There was Amy up in Atlanta Friday night. She had this mole on her left tit.”

“Brad, you know that my tight pussy was the best you had. I’ll have to prove it to you again if you forgot already. Call me this week and I’ll be there.”

“Good girl. Have a good night.”

“You too.”

She was a fun one to talk to and play with. I loved her verbal sparring and self confidence. I had a smile on my face when I fell asleep. Monday morning I went to class. In the afternoon, I called Tiffany and told her that she’d have to create her story but she was the one that I picked to take with me. She’d have a ticket waiting for her at the ticket counter in Orlando.

She was excited but also scared. She knew that when she sent in her letter that the chances were small and it was a small victory just to put a stamp on it. Now she’d been picked and the shit could hit the fan. She had to explain to her husband that she’d be gone for 8 weeks as we traveled.

“Brad, I may need to do some shopping before we go or soon after we arrive so I can have some nicer things to wear. I can’t buy them here.”

“I think we can fly you out in the morning and spend our first afternoon and evening in New York City. We can fly from New York to Europe and then enjoy our adventure.”

“That sounds perfect.”

On Wednesday, I finished my homework early and was ahead on all my reading and prep for the final exams. It was about 5:00 and I picked up the phone to call Angela. She answered with a little attitude. “Hello?”

“Put on your sexy undies and I’ll pick you up in fifteen minutes.”

“Fifteen minutes? I’m studying.”

“Pack your books and clothes for tomorrow and I’ll pick you up in fifteen minutes. Just say, ‘Yes, Sir.’ and get your ass moving.”

“Yes, Sir. I’m hungry.”

“Good girl,” was all I said before I hung up.

We drove out by the interstate and went into the Steak and Shake. When we were walking from the car to the restaurant she asked, “Did Mommy cut off your allowance?”

“No, I was just in the mood for a patty melt and they make good ones here along with milk shakes. If you just want to watch me eat, I can take you to Nino’s, later and you can eat while I watch you.”

“I like the burgers here as well.”

We had a nice dinner and then I drove over to a store out by the interstate called the Love Shack. “Where are we?”

“The Love Shack. I told you that I’d get you a toy for when I’m away this summer. I want to get a friend a gag gift as well.”

“Can I wait in the car?”

“No, you’re coming in with me. You’re a big girl now.”

There were a few other cars in the parking lot. There were a couple of 18 wheelers there as well. I guess they stopped for magazines, movies or maybe a blow up doll. As we walked in, I looked around and noticed a couple girls along with about seven guys. I recognized one of the girls from a class I’d taken as a sophomore. She recognized me as well but we were both in the same place shopping for the same things so there wasn’t much either of us could say. I picked up a basket so I wouldn’t have to walk around with a vibrator in my hand.

I didn’t think the girls would be shopping for handcuffs or girlie magazines so I walked their way thinking they’d be in the vibrator section. They were and when we walked over I said, “Hello, Cheyenne, how have you been?”

“Hi Brad. I’m doing well. Interesting meeting you here.”

“There’s a first time for everything. This is Angela, a friend of mine that I brought along to help me shop.” They said hello and I asked, “Are you an expert on these things? I’m buying a couple as gifts.”

“Stay away from hard plastic. Usually the price and quality go hand in hand. Be aware of the size, both length and girth. More than one speed can be nice but twenty is overkill.”

“I appreciate the advice. I’m sorry to interrupt your shopping.”

“I was a little embarrassed when you walked in but, fuck it. Not much I can do about it now.”

“And now I know where I can go to pick up horny girls.”

“That would be creepy. I think we have what we need. I’ll see you around.”

“Bye Cheyenne. See you later.”

They left and I looked to see Angela looking at the large selection of fake cocks. I looked at the prices and quality as well as reading the size in length and girth. The girth measurement was deceiving. I bought one for Angela and two more. I paid the man and we went back to my place.

It was an interesting night while we broke in the new toy while I was recovering from my last orgasm. She didn’t get much rest but enjoyed the evening. I woke up in the morning and she was studying at the table in the kitchen. I walked up behind her and kissed her neck, and gave her a hug.

“I’m sorry for taking you away from your studies last night. I’m proud of you for getting up early and coming out here to study instead of sitting at my desk and reading the letters.”

“My body feels used from all the orgasms last night. I had a lot of fun. I’m done with my homework. I’m just going back and reviewing the chapters in my business law class. It’s comprehensive and a lot to remember.”

“I’ll make you some breakfast. Bacon and eggs or pancakes?”

“Bacon and pancakes if you have some syrup.”

“Pure maple imported from Canada.”

“Whatever, rich boy.”

We had a nice breakfast and both walked to the campus together before going our separate ways to class. The next night was Thursday and after class, I went to the mall. I knew that Jody was a size 2. I bought her a suitcase and a few things like a pair of cotton panties from Victoria Secret and a sexy bra and panty set. I also bought her a little sexy nightie. A nice pair of jeans and a sweater went in the suitcase in case she needed something to travel in. Anything else we could pick up along the way.

Friday, I was in my car waiting when she walked up with a friend. I was glad that she was being safe. She came over and I got out of the car. I handed my driver’s license to her friend. “You can write it down if it will make you feel better and she can call you if she wants to at any time.”

I turned to Jody and she was beautiful. Her long blonde hair went half way down her back. She had sapphire blue eyes and a smile that would light up a room. I asked to see her driver’s license. She was 18 and a few days old. I handed her license back and got mine back before we had to hit the road. We were pulling out of the parking lot when I asked, “Do you have any studying to do or can you leave your books in the car?”

“I have some clothes in my backpack.”

“We can put them in your suitcase.”

“Where are we going?”

“Out of town. Someplace we can find you a delicious meal and a room that makes you want to get naked.”

“It must be some room to make me want to do that.”

“We’ll search until we find it.”

We were at the airport by 4:00 and boarding with first class at 4:30. I was glad that Tallahassee had a small airport. We both had small suitcases for the weekend and I put them in the overhead space and let her take the window since this was her first plane ride. We connected in Atlanta and only had to walk three gates to get our next flight. We landed at 7pm after gaining an hour in the air. I’d called ahead and the hotel sent a town car. We got off the escalator and there was a man in uniform with a sign that said, “Jody Walker.”

She would’ve walked right by him but I said, “You have to pay attention.” She looked up and saw her name. “It’s our ride to your special room.”

Her eyes got big and she said to the driver. “I’m Jody walker.”

I was nodding to him and he took our bags and we followed him out to the car. Traffic was mostly going out of the city so we made it in without too much difficulty. He pulled up to the Sophy and a woman met us and handed me two keys. “I’m Liz. You’re already checked in and your luggage will be up shortly. Please follow me to your room.”

Taking Jody’s hand, you could feel the excitement as we rode up the elevator with Liz to the 10th floor. She opened the door and said, “The Opus Suite is our finest suite. It’s 1400 square feet with a living room, dining room, full kitchen and king sized master. There are two bathrooms and the master bath has a sunk-in tub as well as an extra large walk in shower with six shower heads. We have you booked for two nights checking out on Sunday. Per your request, we have a car waiting to take you to dinner when you’re ready.”

As we finished the tour and walked back into the living room. Our luggage showed up and after tips were handed out, the porter and hostess left us alone. I looked at Jody and she said, “I wish I had a passport so I could go with you all summer. I want to get naked in this room.”

“Go change into Jeans and a sweater. I’m taking you to dinner.”

She looked like she wanted to argue about staying and fucking but just nodded and scurried off to the bedroom with her bag. I checked out the view and we had a little balcony that had a couple chairs and a table in case we wanted to have coffee or a drink out there. I made a quick call down to the front desk and spoke to the manager and thanked her for the reception. I confirmed that we’d be down in ten minutes for the car and had her send up a bottle of Champagne and a few bottles of club soda while we were out to dinner.

Jody came out wearing jeans that hugged her ass and a sweater that fit her snuggly. “I’ve been so nervous about this weekend that I haven’t eaten much all week. I’m glad I lost a few pounds or I’d still be trying to button these jeans.”

“You look fabulous. It’s late here and an hour later back home. I’m hungry but didn’t want to eat airport food when we were going to be in Chicago with some great restaurants.”

She came over and gave me a kiss that let me know how happy she was and how special she felt. I let my mind wander and hoped that Tiffany had the same reaction when she first saw where we’d be staying. Jody and I rode in the town car to Gino’s East and I told the driver we’d find our way back or maybe walk. It wasn’t that far.

We walked in and she looked at me. I said, “Chicago is famous for many things and one is their deep dish pizza. Now you can say that you’ve tried it.”

“Is it better than regular pizza?”

“You can tell me after you’ve tried it. They call it pizza but could have called it something else. It’s like asking if cheesecake is better than, chocolate cake or a pancake. They all end in cake but are all different foods. This is like comparing spaghetti to lasagna. Both are noodles, red sauce and meat. They’re just different. So don’t try to compare. Just see if you like it.”

“I’ll have an open mind all weekend. I’m sure I’ll be trying many new things. Like that room. It’s bigger than my house. I’m in your hands all weekend.”

After ordering a pizza and a few sodas, we talked about her week. Who she told what and who she was going to tell what after she got home. She had her one friend Claire and she was the only person that knew everything. She was pleased that I understood and let her write down my information before we drove off.

It took a while to cook and when it came, she was tentative as she took her first bite using a knife and fork. She loved the sausage and the buttery crust. As she chewed, she smiled and nodded her head in approval. We decided to walk back to the hotel and it wasn’t too far. Maybe three-quarters of a mile. She carried the small box with her leftover pizza. I took it from her and walked towards the kitchen.

I heard her squeal and looked to see a bottle of Champagne on ice and two flutes on the table. There were also some chocolate truffles and chocolate covered strawberries. After dropping off the pizza, I asked, “Do you want to change into something more comfortable and have a drink in the bedroom or do you want to sit out on the balcony?”

“Both sound good to me.”

“The first glass on the balcony and the rest of the bottle I’ll lick off your pretty breasts.”

“Oh my nipples just got hard just thinking about that.”

I opened the bottle with a pop but not any shooting out. I filled the flutes and she carried the tray of goodies out to the patio. I pulled my chair next to hers and put my arm around her and made a toast to new experiences and lost inhibitions. She clinked glasses and took a sip before setting her glass down and turning to kiss me. She straddled my lap and put her arms around my neck. We made out for a while as I rubbed her ass through her jeans and she purred as we tongue wrestled.

When she pulled back and looked into my eyes she said, “I thought we might be at a nice place and do some fun things but never could I ever even imagine first class, this room or a guy waiting for me at the airport to drive us here to this room. It has all been amazing and we didn’t even board the plane until after 4pm.”

“You must be something special for someone to do all this just for you.”

“I must be but you’re something special too, Brad. Let me finish this drink. The room is calling me to get naked or at least out of these jeans.”

We fed each other chocolates and sipped our own drinks until the lights of the city had lost their luster and we went inside. I started to close some blinds and she slipped off to the bedroom. After making sure the locks were locked on the hallway and patio doors I refilled the glasses and moved to the bedroom with both flutes in one hand and the chocolates in the other. They all were set on the nightstand and I turned when I heard Jody enter the room in her little nightie.

“You look amazing.”

“Thank you and thank you for the clothes. I’m not a virgin but feel like a little girl in a woman’s world. I’ve never had the things you’ve given me. Most of my clothes come from thrift stores or second hand from friends. It’s a good thing that I’m small.”

She came over to me and started to unbutton my shirt and when I reached for my belt she said, “Stop that. It was my birthday and I’m the one that gets to unwrap my present.” So I stood while she took me down to my boxers. It took awhile but everytime she looked at me, I got to see that smile and it was all worth it.

She asked me to sit and I wondered if this was spontaneous or she had planned it out. She again straddled me and we kissed but this time I could feel her pussy sliding up and down my shaft with her panties and mine in between us. She was grinding her clit and moaning into my mouth.

My hands were again on her tight little ass as she moved on me. Her breathing got faster and louder as her orgasm approached. I rolled her over and soon she was on the bed with her legs around me as I continued to grind her clit with the bottom side of my cock. When she came, she pulled away from the kiss and let out a long moan as her feet pressed into the bed and her pussy pressed up against me.

As she settled, I pulled back and took her panties off and tossed them on the couch in the bedroom. I lowered my boxers and she saw me for the first time. She sucked in her breath and said, “It felt big but now seeing it, I hope it will fit in my little pussy. I want to feel you inside me.”

After moving her on the bed with her head on the pillows, I kissed her knee and then went in to lick her pussy and begin my oral assault on her little pussy. She came twice more before I sat back and handed her some Champagne. I drank some and so did she before I moved between her legs and let her wet pussy suck me in. I pushed my pelvic bone into her clit with a little circular motion. She giggled and nodded in approval. “It looks like you’re all the way in. I’m full and can feel your cock pressing against my heart. You’re so deep.”

Her legs went around me and she pulled me into her whenever I pulled out. My cockhead never left her but she was getting long hard strokes and was encouraging me to go harder and faster. She came one last time as I started to cum. She was blissful as she purred her satisfaction. She was soon asleep and I got up to clean myself and came back with a washcloth to clean her. After brushing my teeth I turned off the lights and cuddled up behind her.