Chapter 2

Tamara had just given me the green light. I pulled her to me and kissed her passionately. I slowly took off her robe, baring her beautiful perky breasts. I dearly wanted to complete the evening's entertainment with me buried deep inside this vision. She had other plans for the moment.

Tamara gently shoved me back on the bed and reached for my belt. Her hands were trembling as she fished the leather through and released the restriction. I wasn't sure but I think she actually ripped the hook opening my pants. She straddled my legs and grasped the top of my pants and tugged and tugged until my pants were around my ankles. She started laughing when she noticed I still had my boots on. Well, so much for not breaking the mood.

I assisted in untangling the pants and pulled off my boots. She then pushed me back and began to remove my boxer briefs. She tried to be as sensuous as I had been but then just said, "Fuck it," and basically ripped the remaining garment off my body.

She looked admiringly at the shaft between my legs and slid down until she could kiss the tip and taste the pre-cum that had been building up. "I haven't done this in a very long time," she said. She then began to lick the shaft up and down and around until every inch had been thoroughly examined. I've had a few instances of female lust directed at my love muscle but I don't think anyone had ever treated it so lovingly.

After all the pent up frustration from my earlier attentions on her, it didn't take long for me to feel the pending eruption. "I'm gonna cum," I warned. I expected her to pull away and finish with her hand but she just moaned and continued to suck like there wasn't going to be another time. My orgasm was very intense and as I opened my eyes, she had a Cheshire Cat smile with a drop of cum hanging on the corner of her lips.

She licked her lips and slid up my body. She felt so good. She asked if I wanted a nap and I said, "No, but how about a shower?"

She smiled as she pulled me out of the bed and led me to the bathroom. She had a nice, large shower made for washing each other and that is just what we did. I soaped every inch of her sweet sexy body, paying special attention to her ass and sweet pussy.

She returned the favor and with all her manipulations, I became aroused once more. I whispered in her ear, "Do you want it here or in the bed?" She smiled, turned around and bent over. I forgot to mention that I was six-feet tall and with her petite size, this became a little awkward. However, when there's a will, there's a way. I stooped a little and using my hand to grasp my dick, I rubbed it around her sweet lips. I found them wet (from the inside) and wanting. I slowly began inserting and she began moaning and asking for more. When I buried all seven inches inside her I stopped and enjoyed the feeling of closeness.

She reached under and began fondling my balls as I slowly withdrew and then drove back in. This lasted about three minutes and with her pussy gripping and her hand fondling, I came for the second time tonight. I felt guilty that she hadn't cum in the shower yet, so I reached under and pushed her hand aside and began to work her clit. She must have been close during intercourse because she came after just a few seconds.

It was a good thing she had a large hot water heater because we again cleaned each other up and exited the shower. We dried each other and headed back to the bed. I laid down and she laid next to me, putting her head on my shoulder. She was asleep in seconds.

I laid there and pondered the evening's events. What have I gotten myself into? I know almost nothing of this woman and here I have asked her join me in an exclusive sexual relationship. Oh well, the next morning should be interesting.