Chapter 58B

Three dances later Sue was laughing, her face flushed with excitement. "God, we haven't done that in ages." Devlin had refreshed her punch and was sitting at the table with Sue's purse. Sue grabbed Devlin's hand and put it in Danny's. "You two dance. I need to sit for a bit."

"Tired?" Devlin asked.

"Just winded," Sue said. "Go. Dance."

Danny swept her onto the floor as the music started. It was a slower number, and they danced easily to it. "This is different," Devlin murmured quietly.

"Oh?"

"Normally when we're this close we don't have any clothes in the way."

She could feel his grin. "True. Are you suggesting something?"

"You men have only one thing on your minds."

"It's all you women's fault, you know."

"Oh?"

"You women do everything you can to draw attention to your bodies. How do you think we'll react?"

"I've never heard that analysis before," she admitted. "So, this whole sexual thing is our fault."

"Oh, I think we share the blame equally. So, back to my first question: are you suggesting something?"

"Not really."

"Oh." He sounded disappointed. "Shame, really."

"I figured I'd see you tomorrow or in the next few days, anyway."

"Well, yeah, but that's later. I was talking about tonight."

"Let's take stock," she said as one song ended and another started. This one was just as slow as the first. "Our bodies are rubbing against each other. My dress, and your coat, are scratching my nipples quite deliciously, thank you. I can feel your hardness pressing against my tummy. You've used just a hint of cologne, just enough to enhance your natural fragrance. Conclusion: I'm going to have to be careful sitting down for the next few minutes. I don't want to leave anything obvious on this dress."

"We could always take it off."

"I don't think so, not here, not now." As they turned she glanced at the other couples on the dance floor. "Ever notice that when men dress up they add clothes? And when women dress up we remove clothes?"

"Men have to look prosperous," he said. "We have to show what good hunters we are, so we add expensive clothes to show off our prowess. Women have to look sexy and desirable so men will want to have sex with them and create future generations, so they remove clothes."

"I see there's no arguing with you tonight," she laughed as they turned slowly in the middle of the room.

"You mean I'm winning an argument with a woman?"

She laughed lightly. "No, it just means we don't have time to argue it to the proper conclusion, which is mine. Instead..." The music ended with a flourish. "Instead I have to return you to your wife," she said.

He sighed. "Does it bother you that that's the way it is?"

"Are you suggesting... ?" Was he implying anything between them?

"Suggesting... what?" he asked. He shook his head. "No, I'm just probing your feelings."

"My feelings are just fine," she said. "I'm a bit lonely because Evan isn't here, but that's all. He should be here next week."

"Do you have any plans?"

"You won't be getting any that week."

"I didn't expect to."

"Well I'm glad that's settled." She smiled at Sue, who was sitting patiently at the table. "Here he is, all safe and sound. I didn't have my wicked ways with him."

"What a pity," Sue said. "It would do him good to have someone be wicked with him."

"I figure that's what tomorrow is for," Devlin said. She saw someone looking at her. "And now, if you don't mind..." She gave Danny a smile and headed towards the couple that had been looking at her.

The rest of the evening was a blur. She would no sooner finish with one partner than another would sweep her away. It felt like she danced every dance. And if she didn't, it wasn't from lack of trying. By the time she sat down she was absolutely drained, and yet happy, too.

Krissi saw her and sat beside her. "You look like you've been having fun."

"God, I think I've danced with nearly every guy here," Devlin said.

"Could be," Krissi said. "Every time I looked at the dance floor you were out there." She glanced at Devlin's bosom. "All those men have had the usual effect on you."

"Oh?" Devlin glanced down. Her nipples were straining the front of her dress. "Oh."

Krissi looked around the room. "I bet the rest of the evening's going to be like at Emma's."

"Except for me," Devlin said. "I'm headed to bed." She glanced at her friend. "To sleep," she added.

"Yeah, sure. I'll believe that when I see it."

"Honest, Krissi, right now I'm too bushed to do anything."

"And you'll perk right up if some guy comes along." She caught Steve's eye. "But on the off-chance that you mean what you're saying, ready to call it a night?"

Devlin thought a moment, and then nodded. "Yeah, I just want to sleep."

She ignored Krissi's snort of laughter. She really was tired, and she was hard put to explain it. At Emma's parties she could pace herself and rest in the hot tub or kitchen. Here it had been non-stop from the very beginning. It was after 11, now, and she'd been dancing since before 7.

She left the door to Steve and Krissi's room slightly ajar, undressed, and went directly to bed. She was asleep moments after her head hit the pillow.

#

"I think Sue's going to have the baby tomorrow," Danny said Wednesday afternoon as he was getting undressed.

"Oh?" Devlin asked. She carefully folded her jeans over the back of a chair. She'd already taken off her matching woolen jacket, black turtleneck sweater and thick blouse. She draped the sweater across the back of the chair and hung the blouse over it. "What makes you say that?"

He looked at her critically for a moment. "A tee-shirt and tights? My, you did dress up today."

"In case you hadn't noticed, it's pretty cold out there," she said. They could both hear the clunk-slap of chains on the street and the whistle of wind around the edge of the building.

She peered through the curtains at the street below. It was only 2:00 in the afternoon, but somehow it seemed later. "The time/temperature sign across the street says its 14° right now."

"That may be a bit high. The wind certainly doesn't help. With the wind I think it feels like its below 0°."

"Yeah, so that's why I'm wearing those extra layers of warmth," she said. "The gal in charge of direct sales at Corporate was here for lunch today, and I wanted to look my most professional for her." She tossed the tee-shirt on the chair. She carefully rolled out of her tights and put them on the back of the chair.

"Any problems?" He had his shirt and shoes off and was already stepping out of his pants. She smiled as she saw the front of his briefs. He was certainly anticipating. She was, too, for that matter.

"No, no problems," she said with a slight shake of her head. "Just checking in to see how things are going, and whether or not there's anything I need." She ran her hands up and down her legs. "Those tights were warm, but they were a bit itchy, too. It felt good to get them off.

"I'm surprised you took a late lunch," she went on. "Its 2:00, now, and I thought quitting time was 5."

"I took the afternoon off," he said. "Sue's in town for a doctor's appointment, and they told me they won't be done until around 6:00. Her sister's visiting us right now, and she's watching the kids this afternoon."

"Oh, that explains it," she said. "I was thinking that if she was going to have the baby tomorrow you should be home with her."

"I would be, but the doctors have her at the moment and there's nothing I could do there except sit in the waiting room and read magazines."

"And so you thought of me."

"Not really. This last week it's been one crisis after another, with everyone running from place to place all day." He shook his head. "It's been nothing but one damned meeting after another, too. It isn't always this way during year-end, but this year seems to be different." He sat on the bed and took off his socks. "My department is all squared away, though, and I had to skip our getting together on Monday, so I thought I'd make it up to you."

"And here you are." She watched a couple across the street battling the wind. They looked like arctic explorers right now. She rubbed her arms reflexively. It seemed worse than cold out there right now. But she and Danny had the rest of the afternoon to warm up.

"Here, give me a hand with this thing," she said, walking over to the bed. She turned around so he could unfasten her bra. He slid his hands under her cups, squeezing the soft flesh of her breasts. She could feel his warm body pressing against her. She leaned back into him, and he dropped a kiss on her neck. His strength seemed to enfold her, and she smiled happily.

He kissed her again, and one more time, then turned her around. Another kiss, this one heated, his lips nibbling on hers. She moved her hands across his back, feeling the muscles, feeling his strength. Their bodies pressed warmly against each other.

She began kissing his neck, his shoulders, his chest. Little kisses, light, feathery, little more than a caress of his heated skin with her lips. She ran her hands over his chest and back, feeling his muscles. He kept himself in shape, which she loved. She'd been with guys who didn't, she preferred her men with a well-defined muscle tone.

She slipped behind him. Her hands went to his shoulders again; firm muscles, strong muscles, the kind of muscles a girl could love. She slowly kissed her way down his body, her hands roaming freely. He had the nicest back, especially the small of his back. His thigh muscles were solid, and when he tensed them, like now, they were like pillars.

She caught the waistband of his shorts with her teeth and playfully pulled them down a little, kissing the revealed skin. Then she slid her hands in and pulled them down his legs in one smooth motion. She turned him around and grinned up at him.

His cock was already half-hard, and clearly rising. She took it and licked the tip ever so lightly. It finished straightening out in seconds.

"Hi there," she said to it. She studied it for a few seconds. Long and dark pink, it curved slightly upwards. The veins were visible just beneath the skin, giving the whole thing a rugged look. The glans was a lighter pink and smooth, with the little hole at the end staring at her just like a dark unwinking eye.

She put her hands on his tight butt, pursed her lips and sucked him all the way into her throat. She could feel the quiver that went through him as she did so. She swirled her tongue around him. She caressed his balls with one hand while she did so, and she could feel those little spheres suddenly draw up in their little sack.

"Uh-uh," she cautioned, backing off. "No cumming just yet." A thin strand of saliva ran from the tip of his cock to her lips. She glanced up without moving her head. His eyes were closed and he was breathing deeply.

After a few seconds he seemed to calm down. She set to work with a will, bobbing her head back and forth, taking his first few inches into her mouth just like she would take him into her sex. His hand went to her head to guide her. She sucked on each stroke; she could almost feel the resulting tension. She kept this up until she tasted the first salty drops of his pre-cum fluid. Then she backed off.

"I think you're ready," she said softly. His cock was thick and the glans dark with blood. From the looks of it, in another few seconds he would have cum.

Danny drew a breath, then another, finally a deeper one. "You don't know how close you just came."

"Oh, I think I do," she replied. She rose to her feet, kissing his skin. She finished with a long, deep kiss, lip to lip, her tongue darting through to duel with his.

"My turn," he said, his voice rough.

He kissed his way down to her breasts, savoring her flesh with each little nip. He crossed her tummy with little nips of his lips. "Cute panties," he said when he got to them.

"Think so?"

He chuckled. "All of this formal businesswoman, and under it all, a pair of black panties with a single rose on them. These are almost too small."

"They cover the essential place."

He slipped them down her thighs and flicked the very tip of her cleft with his tongue. He kissed her tummy, then pulled her panties down to her ankles and pushed her over onto the bed.

Her yelp of surprise gave way to an "mmmm" as his tongue wormed deeper into her sex. She kicked off her panties and opened her legs. He happily swiped his tongue all over her sex, sucking each lip separately, probing her entrance with his tongue, and kissing her inner thighs. Then, before she could try to guide him any further, he flicked his tongue straight across the quivering bud of her clitoris.

"God," she whispered, clenching at the sudden burst of feeling. "Oh, God, that feels good." He repeated it, peeling the inner lips of her sex open, his tongue practically vibrating.

"Umm-ahhh. That's it. Harder, c'mon, harder. Faster."

He responded, speeding up slightly. She closed her eyes, savoring the sensation. There was no feeling quite like getting eaten by an expert. And after all of these years, Danny was an expert when it came to her body. It felt so intense down there, and each stroke from his tongue seemed to make everything hotter and tighter feeling. Her hands went to his head to guide him.

He brought her right to the brink of a climax, and then suddenly pulled away. Her eyes snapped open in surprise. She was going to say something, but she could see his cock in his hand. He was bending down to enter her. She smiled in anticipation.

His cock felt big as it nestled through the folds of her sex. It always felt like a guy was prying her open, stretching her out all the way. He got the head inside her, and pushed for the first time. She could feel him, feel the electric sensation of his skin sliding across her most sensitive parts. Another thrust, and a second, a third, he lodged all the way in her, taking her breath away.

Without even a pause he pulled back and thrust. In seconds he was giving her everything he had. It must have been too much for him. He suddenly speeded up, and with a shudder, came.

"Umm, sorry," he said a few seconds later. He was breathing hard, and took several deep breaths to calm down. He pulled out, a strand of jism connecting the tip of his cock to her.

"That was quick," she said, eyeing him. His cock had deflated only slightly.

"You got me too worked up. I'm sorry, I just couldn't hold back."

"I can see that." She swung up on the bed and made room for him. "Can you go again?"

"Right away?" She nodded. "Umm, yeah, I think so." He got on the bed beside her. "Well, not right away, but it won't be long."

"Good." She opened her legs and gently rubbed herself while watching him. His eyes were fixed on her finger, and after a minute he replaced her fingers with his. A minute after that he knelt between her legs. His cock didn't jut out like it did before, but he did seem to have a nice working erection.

He pushed directly into her. She was slick from her arousal and his cum. One short, quick thrust and he sheathed himself entirely within her. They both drew deep breaths when he reached bottom. She ran her hands up his arms, feeling the strength as he held himself above her. He grabbed her ankles and rested them on his shoulders. Then, slowly, he pulled back, and then thrust forward just as slowly.

In seconds he was thrusting steadily. She could hear the slap of his hips meeting her bottom. She felt totally in his power. Every bit of her attention slipped down to where he so deliciously plugged her. Her hands clutched her breasts as he gave it to her. She felt so taken, so completely at his mercy right now.

Her legs slowly slid down his arms until her knees were caught by his elbows. She felt even more wide-open than before. She could move a little, and she did so, trying to arch up to receive him. She clenched him with her muscles. The world had come down to this animalistic feeling, just him and her and the rising heat of their joined bodies.

He began to move faster, ending each thrust with a little snap. The bed shook. He shifted his weight, thrusting down into her with more authority. She could feel him getting close, though not as close as she was. The heat, the feelings, his strength, everything rose up until she couldn't bear it any longer. Her will crumbled, and the first soaring wave swept her to her pinnacle... and beyond. And as she rose into the light she felt him right there with her, soaring, thrusting, spending in the wildness of the moment.

He finished, slumping over her, his chest rising and falling. She pulled him down for a kiss, then scooted up the bed to make room for him. He collapsed beside her, momentarily drained.

"We're a little eager today, aren't we?" she murmured. She stroked his face gently as his arms cuddled her and he rested his head on her breasts.

"What?" he replied. "Yeah, right, every guy cums twice in ten minutes."

"Where did this sudden burst of energy come from?"

"We skipped Monday," he said. "I'm sorry about that. That's got to be part of it."

"What happened?"

"Racquetball," he said. "People think I go to the Athletic Club every day to work out or play racquet ball. I use it as tension reliever."

"Well, you do work out," she said with a smile. "And this certainly reduces your tension, especially in certain parts of you."

"And somebody wanted to play racquet ball yesterday, so I had to cancel. And of course, Sue's hormones are really flipping back and forth right now."

"Oh?"

"Something we noticed the last time she was pregnant. The closer she gets to having the baby, the hornier I seem to get. That's one of the reasons I think she's going to have the baby in the next few days."

"Oh. I thought they were going to induce labor or something."

He sighed, kissing her breast lightly. "No, she wants to go through the whole thing, labor, pushing, everything. I've been wondering why. Wouldn't it be easier just to have a C-Section?"