A phone call to remember

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She wasn't sure what exactly motivated her to call him in the first place. Had it been the string of rum and coke's she'd been drinking? Had it been the sticky hot weather in the middle of October? Something bizarre about the full moon? Then again it was one of her horny times of month and as she stared at the phone in her hand she recalled what she'd said.

She'd known him about a month and they'd casually flirted off and on. She'd been feeling a little lonely, and her tits were tender which made for a dangerous combination when mixed with enough alcohol.

"Hi, Brody, don't say anything, just come over to my place, and bring condoms." Then she'd hung up before he could ask any questions or make her think about what she'd said. Melinda hung up the phone and picked up the living room a little. It was so hot she'd taken off her pants and bra, walking around in just her thin purple panties and a tank top.

She tossed her discarded clothing in the laundry and took a moment to clip her long dark hair off her neck. She'd never made a booty call in her life, but that's exactly what she'd done. She wanted it and if he didn't show up soon well she'd just have to start without him.

Her tank was clinging to her hot body and she decided that first thing would be to take a shower, luckily hers was easily big enough for two.

 

[Shimp]

He coiundnt belieive his ears, he stood there thinking of the fantisies he had of Melinda. The slight flirting they had done had gotten him worked up at times, wondering what she would feel like. He grabbed his keys and ran out the door.

 

[Shimp]

He pulled out of his drive with a taste in he mouth for her body. He then suddenly realized he had to stop at the store for some rubbers, "shit". Brody had been out earlier with some friends and had a few drinks, when Melinda call him he was about to pass out our jerk off, which ever came first.

 

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She opened the freezer to cool off and shivered, her skin tingling from the change in temperature. She took out an ice cube tray and cracked it, letting the cubes tumble into an empty glass. She refilled the tray and stuck it back in the freezer. Melinda glanced at the clock and began considering how long it would take him to get there as she traced her collar bone with an ice cube.

The cold wetness felt sinfully good as it melted and the drops rolled down between her soft breasts. Her tank absorbed some of the water and she decided to take it off, it was late enough that she doubted anyone would see her, even as she made sure the windows were covered. Melinda tossed her tank out of sight and glanced down to see her normally quiet nipples were puckered into rosey nubs. She caressed her full lush breasts as she headed back to the glass of ice. She carried the glass into living area and settled into her favorite chair. She leaned back and slung a leg casually over the arm, making herself comfortable as she took another ice cube and ran it over the soft pale skin of her breasts. Her free hand stroking idly along her belly, glancing at the clock occasionally and the door.

 

[Shimp]

He drove like a wildman, skreetching into the gas station around the block. He must have looked like a deranged man, rushing it to get a pack of condoms, wearing his black slacks and grey button up with his tie still lose around his neck from the after work night out. He got back in the car with passion steaming from his mouth, smelling of bourbon, he could taste her wetness already. He had taken many long openly suggetive stares at her before, invisioning lace underneath her blouse, the pout of her nipples and the roar of her sex as he knew she had a special place she wanted to take him from their first meeing in the office. He pulled into her driveway, the lights were out and the house looked quiet...he approached the door with a nervous excitement he had not felt in a long time...

 

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Melinda was begining to wonder if he was going to show up, she hoped he hadn't gotten in a wreck trying to get to her place. Her eyelids were heavy as the ice cube melted into a sliver that dropped from her fingertips to slide down between her breasts and quickly vanish into a wet drop of water running down her body. It felt so damn good, and she wondered if he'd be all riled up or if she could get off before he fucked her. She began wondering exactly what kind of dick he had, thick, thin, long, fat, red, purple, foreskin, curved... she recalled seeing a bulge a few times and made a size estimate based on those recollections.

She had left the door unlocked and hoped he'd make a quiet entrance rather than ring the doorbell or storm in half cocked.

 

[Shimp]

He walked up the path to the front door, by the looks of the low flicker of a candle he opened the door slowly. He felt like a high school boy sneaking in after being out all night, he saw her shadow across the room. He could see her leg laying over the arm of the chair, he walked up to her gazing over every inch of her body, drinking her in. He kneeled down in front of her placing his hands on the top of her knees, looking deep into her eyes. He knew he was going to enjoy every inch of her as he licked the inside of her left knee.

 

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She had excellent hearing, so she heard him walk in, but a small part of her was still struggling with what she'd done so for the moment her eyes remained closed. She hoped she looked appealing, laying there a few stray dark curly hairs escaping from her thin purple panties. She wasn't sure if she was attempting to be modest or just wanted to keep a layer of mystery present. There was something about having a guy take off her clothing that was part of her silly romantic sexual fantasy. She had no doubts about her taste or scent as she had no complaints, even a few compliments, so if he was one of those guys who enjoyed lingering between soft thighs then well she was happy to oblige.

She shuddered at the first touch, a pleasant tingling as reality hit, and she whispered his name ever so softly. "Ummmmm, Brody-----." drawing out the last sound of his name as her eyes slowly opened to gaze lustily at him.

 

[Shimp]

She had excellent hearing, so she heard him walk in, but a small part of her was still struggling with what she'd done so for the moment her eyes remained closed. She hoped she looked appealing, laying there a few stray dark curly hairs escaping from her thin purple panties. She wasn't sure if she was attempting to be modest or just wanted to keep a layer of mystery present. There was something about having a guy take off her clothing that was part of her silly romantic sexual fantasy. She had no doubts about her taste or scent as she had no complaints, even a few compliments, so if he was one of those guys who enjoyed lingering between soft thighs then well she was happy to oblige.

She shuddered at the first touch, a pleasant tingling as reality hit, and she whispered his name ever so softly. "Ummmmm, Brody-----." drawing out the last sound of his name as her eyes slowly opened to gaze lustily at him.

He continued up her thigh with his tounge and she began to gently moan his name. He took his fingers and began to trace the lips of her pussy through her panties, feeling the swelling and wetness within. He looked up at her and slid both hands up to her panites, wraping his finger around them enough to slide them over her thighs and down to the floor, not leaving her eyes for a moment and the look on her face said it all. He leaned up to nibble on her shoulder tracing her neck up to the lobe of her ear as is bulding slacks brushed the edge of her leg.

 

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She suddenly felt way underdressed, and at the same time she was in no hurry to undress him. She wanted to tell him to shut up and kiss her, and still she felt a little reserved about really kissing him. However she'd already opened a can of worms, it was too late to consider ground rules.

So she simple licked her suddenly parched lips, managed to maintain the intense eye contact and try and communicate her desires and that she was definetly glad he was there all with her eyes.

 

[Shimp]

He came around from her ear and met her eyes, face to face he leaned over closer and kissed her. His hands continued to explore her frame ending up cupping her breast and feeling her chilled nipples. He wanted to take control, but he kept holding back questioning the haze of the booze and what was happening.

 

[intriguess]

She took a slow deep breath after the kiss, told herself that everything was going to be just fine. This was Brody not some random stranger she picked up in a bar. Besides if all else failed she could always blame it on the moon or something.

She finally decided she should say something at least acknowledge his presence. "I'm glad you made it," it was a soft husky tone and she so wanted to tell him exactly what she wanted but it was wierd to ask for what she wanted. Yet she didn't exactly want to leave things to chance either. She wasn't sure how this was going to work.

So she opted for the suggestive, "I've always wanted to have my nipples sucked for hours."

 

[Shimp]

There was no shock in what he heard, she had just opened the door to all he had been thinking about in the office for the past weeks. He placed her hands up above her head on the chair and began to lick her nipple, stroking them to a firm receptor. He caressed her brest as his tounge rolled her nipple over, tracing the edges and pressuring with his lips. He pinched them gently as she moaned with reasurance. Her breast were firm and pleasurable, she placed her hands on my head as I continured to delight in the moment, placing my hands around her back, sliding them down to her bare ass.

 

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She visible relaxed, even as her nipples went rock hard and aching. His mouth was everything she could have imagined and wanted, soft, warm, tender, and rough. She moaned and sighed with pleasure, "Just try and not leave any marks, hate to have sore spots in morning." Of course he'd only leave marks if he focused on one spot for too long beside the nipples, which longed for torturous sucking.