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When He Came

“Of course I believe you. You’re my guardian angel and you’re here to welcome me into heaven. Hey this is even better. Heaven is just like home. It can’t get any better than that. Except for this da... I mean darn headache.”

Tracy blinked. She though perhaps he was teasing her, but the serious light in his eyes told her that Dave meant every word he'd said. when he complained about his head aching, she felt the back of it gently and understood perhaps why he wasn't making a lot of sense. She stood and went to the kitchen to see if ther was any ice. Finding none, she grabbed a bag of frozen veggies and brought them back, tucking them under his head.

That was the point she realized what he'd said, Heaven is just like home. Was it possible they were now in his house? wherever that was. She remembered she never had asked him where he was from, leaving it to mystery because if she asked, he might have decided to jump on a plane and go home.

She looked down at him and noticed he was dressed only in boxers. she gave a half grin and said, "Well, at least you arrived more presentable than I did." Her smile faded as she noted a number of abraisions covering his body. She held out a hand to him and helped him rise slowly to his feet. She said softly, "Well, this heavenly body is supposed to help you out, and the first thing you need is to get cleaned up. come to the bathroom with me and I will help you wash." She had decided to play along with his heaven delusion for the time being, hoping it would self correct as normal routines were introduced.

Leading him to the bathroom, she closed the toilet seat lid and sat him on it while she ran the tub. When she reached for his boxers to help him get them off he grabbed at them like a virgin girl in a fit of shyness and she couldn't help but giggle. "Don't worry, I'm not going to attack you! But you cant get into the tub with them on either." Finally he relinquished them and she tossed thm to the side.

Helping him into the tub, he almost fell and dragged her in with him. She managed to save herself in time and lowered him in the rest of the way. Whereupon he slid down the side of the tub and became submerged. She pulled him out spluttering and coughing and she grinned. "Obviously you need some assistance there, Hold yourself up a moment or three and I will get in with you."

Dave supported himself by clinging to the side of the tub and she stripped off the pants and shirt she was wearing quickly and climbed in facing him. Taking a cloth, she slowly washed his body from head to foot, taking special care around his crotch, not that it was dirty, just that she liked the way his cock stiffened in response to her minstrations. Poor form for a nurse, she knew, but she couldn't help herself.

After she had him clean, she leaned in and brushed his lips softly with her own and said, "the water is getting cold, why dont we get out and I will put some cream on those scratches." She helped him out of the tub and sat him back on the toilet. She found some antibiotic ointment in the medicine cabinet and started coating his scratches with it. He yelped whenever she hit a sore spot at which point she would stop and kiss him better, or at least until he seemed better anyway, then she went on.

When she was finished, she went back to the bedroom and found a short toweling robe and dressed him in it. Putting on the same clothes she wore earlier, she helped him back out and sat him down amongst the cushions. going to the kitchen she grabbed them both some coffee, came back and sat beside him.

"First of all, this isn't heaven, you arent dead. I dont know where we are, but thats not it...I think. I dont know how to tell you or convince you of that fact, but its the truth." She sat back a bit and sipped her coffee.
 
"First of all, this isn't heaven, you aren't dead. I dont know where we are, but thats not it...I think. I dont know how to tell you or convince you of that fact, but it's the truth.
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“ I was beginning to wonder about that.” Dave answered reluctantly ,part of him wanted the illusion to continue but the very delicious cup of coffee she had made brought him a little closer to reality and a feeling that somehow somewhere he had shared this experience with this woman before. He needed a moment to reflect and consider the events that had just taken place.

He had become even more confused when his ‘angel’ had commented on his clothes, or lack them rather, he realized when he looked down and saw the boxers with little red hearts on them. Where in the h.... oops, had he bought them. His last remembrance of what kind of underwear he had been wearing was when he was rummaging through his closet for any clean ones he might have available and being able only to find a lavender pair of bikinis, which now reminded him of the mess he had in his bedroom. “Oh shi...” he started to say . Had she been in his bedroom. She was wearing his clothes! He hung his head in shame hoping his sloppiness wouldn’t interfere with his induction into the eternal realm. As he looked at her again seeing her dressed in, an the appropriately holey ... he had to grin as despite his condition he still had a sense of humor... pair of pants, and sweat shirt that were a mile to big and did little to enhance her figure, that somehow Dave knew was underneath.

Somehow things weren't adding up, a thousand questions went through his mind but it hurt to even think so he decided to just go along with whatever plan she had for him for the time being.

He got another reality check when she tried to remove his last vestige of modesty by pulling his shorts off and he wanted to tell her that he didn’t know her that well, and was this really appropriate behavior for someone of her position?

He kept his mouth shut because actually he wasn’t all that uncomfortable with her behavior and she did seem to know what she was doing. A flurry of activity followed much of which escaped Dave's attention until he was face to face in the tub with a very NAKED Angel. Again he wanted to ask questions...”Like, where are your wings?” but her other attributes made him speechless. “Go...oops she was beautiful he thought even without wings.

Something about that delightful body jogged his memory, Did his ‘angel’ remind him of someone he had recently been quite intimate with?. But as much as he tried couldn’t think of any girl that he had known that well that compared to her. And the way she was washing him paying special attention to some very sensitive places made him think that somehow she had been this intimate with him before.

He was getting dizzy just thinking about it and decided to relax and enjoy all this attention to detail. His body was obviously enjoying it as well as he felt gradually becoming more and more aroused as her hands continued to do their heavenly magic.

The soothing bath had been over too soon as she had seemed intent on becoming very professional caring nurse type angel,generously applying ointment along with tender loving care. Somehow each time she had touched him he had this feeling of da ja vue and it somehow seemed more an earthly experience, as time went on.

After a pause he continued ready to ask some very important questions. Tracy? That is what you said your name was didn’t you? He wasn’t at all sure if she indeed had told him, but he did know that was her name. You say I’m not in Heaven that I didn’t die? A lot of evidence seems to prove this he added as he felt the bump on his head and looked at his scratches. He tugged at the towel which just barely covered his butt and attempted to ride up every time he moved. Lets consider that possibility for a moment. His head was getting clearer and As the familiar surroundings of his home came into view he realized it was true. but he still had no idea who this Tracy was and how she had gotten here. He thought back into the past to his last memory again the lightning just as he stepped out of his cave, a blank space that he knew was there but had no recollection of and then
Waking up with Tracy crouched over his inert and very hurting body.

So if there was a blank space and somehow Tracy was part of it he had to find out how she fit in, if for no other reason than to find out just how intimate they had been. Perhaps if she recapped the events that led up to her being here maybe it would jog his memory, at least it might prove to be a very titillating story.

“He tried to keep from grinning as he coyly asked “Just how well are we supposed to know each other?”

Tracy looked at him contemplating this question. There was no doubt that she was happy to be back together with Dave even under these very awkward circumstances, but if he didn’t remember
anything about his stay in New York, to recap those very intimate events would make her feel like she was sharing something very special with a stranger. On the other hand maybe a detailed explanation might cause his memory to return.

Somehow she thought it would take more than words and knowing how much her body was craving his and how her emotions were still simmering after that almost going over the edge feeling had left her wanting, she decide even if her mind wasn’t quite ready, she would do more than tell him she would show him.

She had caught the coy expression on his face when he posed the question and thought maybe he might be remembering more than he had let on. “All the better.” she thought. “Two could play that game.”

Do you remember this?” She bent towards him and placed the wettest, sloppiest kiss she could muster on his startled mouth.

. Mmmm, maybe.” he murmured as she pulled away so that their lips were just barely touching.

“And this? and this! and this! she added now caught up in an exploration of his neck and ears and shoulders. He was remembering in a vague sort of way. He felt an attraction he knew for sure he had experienced before, wanting to increase the tempo and intensity.

“Don’t stop!” he panted between kisses of his own, his lips at the nape of her neck searching out her earlobe, at her throat and moving downward
 
Tracy knew that she was perhaps pushing the envelope by trying to jog Dave's memory in this fashion, but she was almost beyond the point of caring. Her initial foray into 'memory retrieval' had been intended to be taken in a teasing fashion, but as her lips met his, the electric current that jolted her was of a purely primal sense and she took it a bit further.

Moving so she was straddling his body, she planted kisses all over his upper body, feeling the heat between her legs grow rapidly to engulf her very soul. Her heart rate increased, her breathing became ragged and she was pleased to note that Dave appeared to be in the same shape as he practicaly ripped the shirt she was wearing off and started kissing her and moving down.

She gasped as his tongue swirled around her nipple, then repeated the process on the other. She was struggling to undo the tie of the toweling thing he was wearing and she sighed with relief as it parted. As Dave raised his head for a moment she leaned forward to claim his lips again, shamelessly rubbing her hardened nipples across his chest. She moaned as his hands cupped her ass and dragged her against his cock. She arched her lower body against him, loving the feel of his maleness against her femininity.

Things might have progressed a lot further had she not been running her hands slowly up and down his chest, causing him to suddenly yelp, sounding suspiciously like a stepped on cat. She jerked backward and looked down. Her fingers were planted right in one of the more nasty scrapes and she drew in a mortified breath.

"Oh God, I am so sorry Dave, I guess we shouldn't be doing this at this time, you need at least a day to recuperate."

To alieve herself of some of the embarasment she was feeling, she pulled herself to her feet and started to pace back and forth. Studiously not looking at him, she tried to cool the passion that had blossomed within her. She finally calmed slightly and was able to meet his eyes again without blushing.

She said, "I suppose there isn't a lot of point asking you how you got to be so abraided, but I have to wonder most about that, I mean I got here just wham bam bump, I was sitting outside and then wandered through the door here. This is your home right? You should have looked up the caves when you were doing the net search, you might have missed an important clue. But if you dont remember me yet then you don't remember the seach we did either so why am I giving you hell for something you really dont know about anyway?" She shoved a hand through her hair in agitation.

"The other question i have, is what the heck do we do about clothes? I sure didnt pop through with anything, and i think i am wearing the only clean things you own..." She wished suddenly that she could take her words back as she made him blush at the reference to his dirty laundry. She decided that might be a good time to close her mouth before she inserted her foot even further into her oral cavity and wait for some input from him.
 
Dave watched as Tracy paced the floor in front of him, wanting to pull her back into his arms and tell her everything was going to be O.K., but the more he watched the more he realized he'd maybe better give her some space instead. A woman needed that, he thought, time to sort out her feelings. He wanted to answer all her questions too but then again this might not be a good time for that.

Most of all he was afraid that if he did the wrong thing se would head for the bed room and shut the door in his face, or worse than that... he looked at the clock six A.M. it would be just breaking day outside, and she could very well find the path that led to the beach and the road into town. She could walk out of his life in a heartbeat if he said or did the wrong thing.

He had some issues to deal with too. Little pieces of his memory were returning. bit by bit he thought back on the recent events that had triggered this 'awakening' Starting with the teasing which quickly escualted into a frenzied need to devour each others bodies with their mouths, their tongues. with a need to bring their bodies so close together to press and grind in response to their most primal urges.

He felt it and he knew that she felt it also. this wouldn't have happened had she just apeared in his life out of nowhere, even though she had ben a very compelling 'angel' responding to his other needs earlier. he closed his eyes as he nuzzled her breasts his hands pushing the bulky fabric out of the way so that he could feast on her nipples, tring to recall the feel and taste of these delicious globes before. Where? when? He recalled a shower water streaming down her body, him in the shower with her. A bed somewhere far away from here the two of them together in it, him pulling up another shirt, a t shirt, to fondle these same breasts, to take in the sweet woman smell. Yes this was the same woman he did know her and quite well, the storm and them waking to cling together and then... to cry out their desire to make love... inside her so close his need urging him onward, upward toward release and then the lightning. Yes! somewhere ,some time he had been so close....and yet so far away.

Knowing this and knowing that he wanted again to anwer this need, fullfill this desire, he had pulled her close looking down where they were only separated by a pair of holey jeans. He grinned when he saw a hole that if he just moved in the right direction, he could get his cock inside and then fill her like he knew he had filled her before, finish what he had started. She couldn't be wearing his underwear he had already put on his very last pair. His cock remembered too as it throbbed in anticpation.

" You animal, you." he admonished himself. If it's true that he and Tracy had something more going than he realized, there would be plenty of time to persue this later. But, he had wanted her then and there until... her eager hands had rubbed him the wrong way.

Now as he watched her, her remembered more "You ever wear you hair up.? kind of like a halo ?"

She stopped her pacing. "Yes, Dave on that day we went out to eat."

"Thats why I thought you were an angel, your hair was up you wore a black and red dress black silk stockings, not exactly angel attire I guess but very sexy, I couldn't keep my hands off you, and we danced and flirted in the restaurant, in the cab, in the...elevator?"

"Yes, the elevator." Tracy sighed, "Oh, Dave you are remembering!" She sat back down on the floor beside him again and kissed him softly. He kissed her back. He was so happy about remembering he forgot for a moment he was naked and still wanting her.

"Excuse me. he said pulling a pillow over his erection that had subsided considerably but was still quite obtrusive. She blushed, as from the corner of her eye she had been observing it.

He pulled her into his shoulder If you got here the same way I got to your place, In New York right? it must have been a terrifiyg experience. The second trip isn't so bad. he said grinning ."Except the stopping part. "Thats how I got so banged up must'a hit the rock wall a couple of times, huh.

she looked at him glumly You mean thats how I have to get back home, No thanks honey I'll take a plane"

"Wait, I didn't mean....danm it!" He lapsed back into his normal way of expressing his excitement now that he knew he wouldn't injure Tracys Angel ears.

"Tracy, we got too much going to just up and chuck this whole relationship out the window."

"What window Trtacy quipped, looking around." she kissed him again I'm not going anywhere until we figure this thing out and we...."

"Make love?" Dave sugested.

"Have breakfast anything to eat in this h...cave,"

"And then afterwards... we could maybe work more on my memory problem, theres still a few blank spots....."
 
Tracy was very happy when Dave showed he was begining to remember at least some things that had occured between them. She wanted to snatch the pillow he had grabbed to hide himself away, but thought that perhaps he was being shy and allowed him the psudo modesty it gave him.

She really wasn't sure If she liked the idea of a second trip, her first and his had been pretty good, but his second seemed a little...extreme. But she was willing to do just about anything to figure out the mystery and get back to life. It wasn't that she was tired of Daves company, but she didn't like strangeness in her nicely ordered life.

She figured if they managed to figure out the strangeness and put a halt to all the jumping around, maybe they could meet in the middle somewhere and persue their budding relationship like normal people did. But that was another thing she wasn't about to share yet.

She found herself grinning when Dave suggested making love again instead of a more normal morning routine, but she managed to turn him down gently even though her body heated in an instant reaction to the idea. she did have to laugh at his persistance to the idea though. As she tugged him to his feet, he let the robe he was wearing stay draped open for a few moments as if to entice her to change her mind.

"Actually, I was thinking something more along the lines of breakfast, then see if there is anything to wear and go get some clothes." When he looked crestfallen she added, "But, i might be willing to model them, if you would be willing to put up some cash. I didn't exactly come through with anything." She laughed and added, "Hey theres a tought, we will strap pillows to you in case of a jump and i will wear a fanny pack at all times with id and at least one credit card in it."

She was gratified when Dave laughed too and they wandered into the kitchen to find some food. She wound out Dave made a mean omelette while she showed off her toast making skills. then they sat and practicaly scarfed down their meal, their eyes locked on each other as if to reassure themselves they were actually there. After the meal finished, they washed up quickly and went into the bedroom.

Tracy knew being alone in there with him might not be the best of ideas, for looking at the bed made her think of other things entirely than getting clothes on. She tried to lighten the mood she was feeling by quipping, "Gee, there's an item we havent seen much of the proper use of yet-sleeping wise anyway." The two to three hours she had managed to get before seemed a long ways away by this point but she didn't care really, she felt pumped full of energy instead.

As Dave smiled and dropped his robe before going in search of some clothes, she feasted her eyes on his body. Unable to resist, she stepped up behind him and wrapped her arms around him from the rear. "I am very glad I met you, even though the circumstances weren't the best."

He smiled and turned to her in the circle of her arms, tilted her head up and kissed her lightly. This light exploration was in danger of turning into another thing entirely when Tracy pulled back and laughingly said, "No, no. Cant be doing that, I have a feeling there will be more time for that later but for now it has to wait. Clothes make tha man or woman sometimes and as much as i like you seeing me naked, I need some of them."
 
Dave’s memory had gotten better and better the more that he and Tracy continued this erotic adventure. He was sure that if they made love he would remember everything about that trip from his cave to New York and that it might even give both of them some answers as to why all this strange stuff was happening to both of them. One thing he had considered as he recalled how they were so close to climaxing and the relationship that might have with the lightning strike. He questioned that if they had climaxed together would they have made the trip flying united so to speak. Or would have their togetherness kept the lightning from striking first Tracy and then him. (he had felt a certain a urgency and she had behaved like it was urgent for her also). And maybe he should check out this cave idea as Tracy had suggested. But first he wanted to make sure he had all his memory intact. then again maybe he just wanted to make that connection again. He looked at her trying to decide just how important his laundry was or for that matter whether she needed any other clothes. His jeans were rather long for her but she had rolled them up and cinched them tight with a belt she had found under the bed. A few holes actually made her quite desirable. His sweat shirt with the ‘save the spotted owl.’ logo was way too big but the owls eyes stood out quite nicely backed up by her taut nipples under the cloth. His gaze lowered again and as she shifted her weight under his obvious scrutiny, one hole lined up with her honey haired mons. She looked down to see what he was staring at and instinctively covered the hole with her hand.

“Get dressed, Dave, We’re going to town. if I have to steal them, I’m going to get some decent clothes to wear.

“O.K.” Dave said reluctantly. he turned and rummaged through his drawer. “No underwear.” he mumbled. but here’s a pair of pants I didn’t know I had.

“Its no wonder.” Tracy said as she watched his buns disappear under the cloth from behind. “They’re a little tight, I’d say you’ve gained a pound or two since you wore them last. Carefull when you zip them up.”

“Want’a help me then,” Dave retorted. he turned and faced her half zipped up straining to finish.

I’ll help you all right she cried as she pushed him down on the bed. As he fell back she followed straddling his legs her hands not zipping but unzipping.

“What th.”. Dave whimpered.

There was fire in her green eyes as she tossed her hair back and pointing to the hole in her jeans which had somehow gotten bigger she chortled. “ I know you just want to try this just one time don’t you, Dave, well go ahead do it. Dave’s cock didn’t waste any time rising to the occasion and Dave’s body followed suit as he arched up and pulled her down at the same time. Her hands tried to guide his cock through the hole but his haste caused him to strike far from the intended mark.

sliding too low between her cloth covered thighs. She giggled and backed up so he could try again this time he aimed too high and ended up against her navel (from the outside of course). they both giggled and rather than try for three accepted the fact that they needed more practice before they tried this again.

Tracy disengaged her legs from his body and stood up “Guess Id’ better get out of this room if you’re ever going to finish dressing.” she said resignedly.

While she was in the bathroom Dave adjusted his cock and finished zipping up.
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“Here’s the path to the beach, my cars parked dwon there, it’s only a short drive to town, careful now.” he cautioned her as she gingerly headed downwards. he followed behind two gigantic garbage bags full of dirty clothes slung over his shoulder. His gaze was intent on an convenient hole in the back if her jeans showing a pleasant amount of one cream colored butt cheek It’s beautiful he murmured.

“What’s beautiful”? she inquired .

“Oh... the ocean... the ocean is.” He raised his arm and pointed seaward . It was beautiful too he admitted to himself. he always felt good when he came up or down this path seeing the panorama of scenery that lay both seaward and shore ward.

at the car he helped her in, and threw the laundry in the trunk. as they drove along the shoreline Dave told her more about Portland and how he came to be living in a cave. I like my privacy he said simply. In the winter when I’m teaching biology at the high school in town I have an apartment much like yours except much closer to the ground.

soon they were talking like old friends and Dave was really getting comfortable having her around. deep down inside he still wanted her but for now he was content to be her friend.

this is about as good as it gets he said as he pointed at Portland's main department store. I’ll drop you off here and head for the Laundromat. No doubt I’ll be finished way ahead of you so I’ll stop back and check to see how you’re doing.

A couple hours later Dave finished his laundry and headed for the store hoping Tracy was almost ready for lunch. There was a quaint little sidewalk cafe he wanted to show her. Inside he asked the clerk if she had seen a tall good looking blonde shopping here,

"The girl with with the holey jeans?" she asked and covered her mouth to stiffle a giggle. Then as she looked at Dave again she added. "Looks like you could use some new threads too." Dave looked down at his much to tight jeans and blushed.
"Guess so." he muttered. The clerk giggled again and directed him to the changing room. Dave hurried to the mens depatment and picked up a pair of jeans more his size and returned to the changing room area. Anxious to see what Tracy had bought he banged on the changing room door. “Tracy, you almost done?”
 
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Just as Tracy thought she knew all about Dave (or at least the important stuff anyway) she learned something new. She was surprised to learn he was a high school teacher, of biology nonetheless! somhow it just didn't mesh with the laid back, holey jeaned kinda guy he was, and yet it did oddly enough. She was coming to like this man more and more as she continued to spend time with him.

He dropped her off in front of a department store, telling her he would go do his laundry and come back for her. She was kind of glad for the pricacy, for there were a few items she wanted to look at that she didn't want him to be around for. She leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek and said, "Hurry back and do't do anything I wouldn't do!" Smiling impishly she slid out of the car before he could respond and sashayed into the store.

She was met almost right inside the door by a young salesgirl who couldn't stop giggling at her. Deciding she had to be a high school student or something, Tracy refrained from uttering a caustic comment about her lack of proffesionalism and simply said, "I am new in town, my luggage met with an unfortunate accident when I arrived, for all I know it may have ended up in Timbuktoo but I had to borrow a friends clothes to come get some of my own things. I would assume you are commision based here, if you can possibly stop tittering at me, I will make it quite well worth your while to give me a hand for a while." She couldn't resist the last part, for the girl had giggled all throughout the luggage explanation and she was tired of it.

The girl quit giggling, almost on cue so they made their way first to the lingere. Tracy started with the basics, finding a cream colored bra and panty set, then a couple thongs in black and peach colors. then they wandered down the camisole isle and Tracy saw a white lace teddy she adored. A brief stop soon equipped her with a garter and stockings in both black and beige.

Done in the underwear section, Tracy wandered sort of aimlessly up and down the isles filled with regular clothes, unsure of where to begin. She finally asked what the current fashion in this neck of the woods was and was relieved when the sales girl told her that it was western and lowriders, usually with detailing on the side. Tracy was by preference a jeans and t-shirt girl but where she worked and lived prevented that side of herself from appearing most times.

as they wandered into the western wear, Tracy grabbed a couple pairs of what she knew would be skin tight jeans and added them to the growing stack. Passing denim skirts, she grabbed a couple to try on as well and then she saw it. It was a denim dress, formfitting for the most part, designed to show curves off to good advantage. It was wide strapped at the top but the facet that made it truely darling was the holes in the middle that were joined and made to seem natural by small links of sliver chain strung between them. She picked it up and crossed her fingers in the hopes that it would fit.

As they made their way towards the changing rooms, Tracy saw one more item that she didnt pause to consider before picking it up and adding it to her choices. The salesgirl led her to the changing area where Tracy thanked her and dismissed her for the moment. She was standing in her newest undergarments when there came a knock at the door. she turned, startled as Daves voice called out to ask if she was almost done. Had it been so long already?

She opened the door a crack and peeked out before dragging him into the changeroom with her. She said, "Well, I guess you get to have a full fashion show because I just got started." She looked mournfully down at the huge pile of clothes infront of her and added, "Then you can help me choose what to put back cause i sure cant buy all this stuff."

She leaned over and tucked an item out of sight before slowly showing him everything she had chosen, including all the underwear.
 
Dave looked down at the pile of clothes and shook his head. "So much for an early lunch." he thought and then brightened when he realized a lot of what she had bought was in the underwear catagory and the prospect of her modleing these items began to excite him. Sure he had seen her naked before, the image of her in the shower with him and then later in the bed stood out plain as day now that his memory problem had cleared up and that bath !, who could forget that wonderful bath. But there was something about a woman dressing and undressing in front of him that was a real turn on, and now that he had gotten to know Tracy a lot better he knew he'd always get excited when seeing her body clothed or naked or somewhere in between.

He turned and locked the changing room door "We don't need any more interuptions." he said simply, remembering the times when they were so hot for each other and something or somebody got in the way. And he had more on his mind than just watching her model her new clothes. He was going to help her. That would turn him on even more than merely watching and he was sure it would affect Tracy in the same way.

He took a deep breath and looked her over. She had started with a black lacy bra, the kind that sort of acentuated her nipples a peeka boo he thought they called it. a matching black thong gave him the impression that he was seeing more than he actually was. Black stockings and garter rounded out her ensamble and as he gazed she smiled and turned giving him a little bump and grind action from behind. The sight of her almost bare bottom made his fingers want to do the walking and reach out and touch someone.

"VERY nice! He said slyly "But I'm kinda partial to peach."

She hesitated for a moment. He had called her bluff, or had he? She was actually enjoing showing off her body to him and besides he had seen it all before. Yet, there was something about the way he looked at her and the fact that there was a very obvious bulge in his tight pants that made her wonder just how far he was going to take this modeling game.

Not that it really mattered she would just go with the flow and see what happened, she was having so much fun why worry about the consequences.

"Here let me help you.' he said as she bent down to unsnap her stockings. He kneeled in front of her and deftly rolled her stockings down and as she lifted one foot at a time removed her them. Finished he looked up expectantly to where she had her fingers ready to remove her garter and panties.
 
"VERY nice! But I'm kinda partial to peach."

Tracy looked at him with a half smile on her face, it wasnt that she had intended to wear the same underclothes throughout the fitting, but she liked the way he was trying to tease her into showing more.

She bent forward to unclasp her stockings when he moved forward and offered to help. she stood passively, allowin hm to roll down the stockings but when it came time to remove her underwear, he sat back on his heels watching her. She decided to play with him a bit and began lightly tugging her panties down a little then pulling them back up.

She watched as his jeans tented under the force of his erection and unconciously licked her lips. She tugged her underwear down and off and was gratified as he groaned really low in appreciation. That was the point she decided to torture him a little more. She forced him with a simple smile and a light push on his shoulders to take a seat and then she slowly modeled each article of clothing for him, turning each into a strip tease. by the time she was on the last item, she couldn't honestly say who was hotter, her or him.

She was wearing the denim dress at this point and she stepped slowly towards him, a half smile blossoming on her face. reaching out a hand, she drew him gently to his feet. She glanced down and saw the way his cock had started to create a wet spot on the front of his jeans. She reached for it and stroked it lightly through his jeans. teasingly, she said, "Seems like you have a bit of a problem here. Maybe I should do something about it?"

She stepped even closer and gracefully dropped to her knees. Reaching for his snap and zipper, she slowly pulled them down and swallowed a gasp as his cock sprang out, almost hitting her on the nose. She stared at it for a few moments, then leaned in and licked it slowly from base to tip. Daves low moan of pleasure was all the incentive she needed to continue.

She reached up and drew his cock down until it was parellel to her mouth, then opened up and slid just the head inside her mouth where she tongued it lightly. Sliding down to the base wasn't an issue as she had learned to deepthroat a long time previous, so she concentrated amd allowed his cock to slide slowly all the way down. then she swallowed, caressing the head of his cock with her throat muscles.

When she pulled back and began a slow up and down motion with her head, Dave grabbed her head lightly in his hands and guided her motions. Her speed increased slowly until she was just flying on him, tasting his precum as it poured almost continuously into her mouth when a knock came on the door.

"Miss? Are you almost finished? Or do you need some assistance?" Tracy looked up at Dave and anyone could see she was fighting down an insane urge to giggle. Assistance? She looked up at Dave questioningly, but the look on his face was more than answer enough, for which she was glad.

She pulled her mouth off his cock and called back, "I am actually almost done, thankyou though, I will be out shortly." As she heard the woman moving away, she looked at Dave while she slowly stroked his cock as if to ask, "Well, would you like me to continue, or should we get out of here?"
 
" Well, would you like me to continue, or should we get out of here?" "

She didn't ask the question but her eyes did, and to Dave it seemed a rather retorical one.

"Another damn interuption!" He muttered, what was happening to them would they ever get to finish what they started? "Hey it’s no big deal" he tried to act nonchalant, shrugging his shoulders.

Tracy looked down at his slowly shrinking cock in her hand and giggled. No I guess it isn’t, but under the circumstances I can understand why."

"As long as I’m half undressed I might as well put on my new jeans.” He slipped his pants off grabbd the new ones and pulled them on.

"Mmmm, nice. Tarcy remarked. "Not quite so revealing but still nice."

"Lots of room for expansion in front." Dave added grinning. He told her about the sidewalk cafe and they gathered up their packages and headed out. Dave noticed one Tracy hadn’t opened but thought maybe it was something very personal so he kept his mouth shut. The clerk looked up when they came out, a silly grin on her face. Dave gave her a wink as they walked past. "If we ever need assistance you’ll be the first one we’ll ask, honey."

At the cafe they continued flirting and teasing. They had renewed that familiar bond that they had discovered in New York, each one of them leading the other on with looks, words and touches that fueled the fire that was burning inside both of their bodies.

Tracy sipped at her coffee while they waited for their order.

"Gotta pee." She said suddenly and dissapeared inside. Dave glanced at the morning paper. The headlines caught his attention.

" University Scientist suspected of kidnapping. " he looked at the accompanying photograph.

He gasped when he realized it was a former teacher of his from college three years ago. He had a strange feeling that there was some connection with this man and the weird things that were happening to him and Tracy. Should he show her the article? Should he even read it himself? They had just gottten used to being a couple again, did they even need to think about the shit that had happened to them? He started to toss the paper in the trash recepticle and then changed his mind. Maybe later he siad to himself. He had something else to take care of first. He tucked the paper in one of the laundry bags when he saw Tracy coming out. "Yes." he said as he watched her gorgeous body approaching. He had more important things to do.
 
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Tracy used the facilities quickly, eager to get back to Dave. She didn't quite understand why they had connected and bonded as well as they had, but she didn't fight it either. After washing and drying her hands, she hurried back outside. They finished their meal, with many touches, caresses and whispering giggles.

She agreed eagerly when he sugested a day of sightseeing, having never been to this city before. She told him that she would trust him to show her the sights without needing to know where they were headed at any given moment. An hour and a half later, she wished she could step back in time and change her mind, even though truthfully she was enjoying herself.

They were standing about midway up at Multnomah Falls, at about 310 feet.the roar of the water crashing past them, almost close enough to touch was absolutely incredible. Tracy lifted shining eyes to his and thanked Dave silently for bringing her there to see it. She thanked him silently for the sound of the water was such they would have had to shout to be heard.

She leaned forward and kissed him then, expressing her appreciation in baser terms. Dave's arms wrapped tightly around her and he kissed her back deeply. They might have been distracted enough to do more had a couple not tapped Dave on the shoulder indicating they wanted to pass on the relatively narrow staircase that ultimately led to the top of the waterfall.

Giggling, they held hands and ran back down the steps and to Daves car where they relaxed, slightly out of breath. Tracy giggled, then said, "Did you see the look on that guys face? He so looked like he wanted to be in our position! I bet he stopped his girlfriend as soon as they were around the bend."

The trip to the next place of interest took about an hour and a half. Tracy was sitting beside Dave, so close that their legs were pushed together. She leaned her head over a little and rested it against Dave's shoulder contentedly. They were making small talk when she slipped into sleep. It wasn't at all that she was bored, the events of the past two days just finally caught up with her and she couldn't keep her eyes open any longer.

When the car finally came to a halt, Dave leaned over and gave Tracy a kiss, one that brushed lightly over her lips almost like a butterfly. Unfortunatly Tracy thought it was a bug of some type and she smacked at him to drive it away. About that time she became aware of her surroundings and gave a horrified gasp, "Oh Dave, I am so sorry, I thought you were a bug!" She blushed as she realised how that sounded and hastened to correct herself, "I mean I was dreaming and i thought it was a bug. not that it felt like a bug, but...ohh never mind. I am sorry." She stopped, realising she sounded rediculous.

She looked around. "A church? I like you and all Dave, but i don't want to marry you, I don't know you that well!" She blushed again as she saw the small sign that said Our Lady's Grotto and realized she had made a mistake.

To try to smooth over her faux pas she said mischeviously, "You do really have a thing for caves dont you?"
 
"This one is really cool." Dave said, ignoring her remark. Almost as cool as mine. He grinned and then pointed up at the shear cliff. "There's an elevator that will take us up there, it's great up there almost like paradise. A perfect place of an angel like you. Come with me, heaven is only an elevator ride away.",He said coyly remembering their last elevator ride. Tracy looked at him as if she was reading his mind and giggled.

"Looks pretty busy maybe we should wait till the crowd thins out."

"Or maybe we could cause a diversion." Dave said his eyes sparkling.

"Like what?" Tracy asked her eyes sparkling too.

Tilt your head back and look up into the sky out over the ocean I'll do the same andthen we'll act like we're seeing something really exciting happening. Point and gesture as you look.

Tracy looked at him. "Sounds crazy enough to work" She did like he said and in no time every one in line for th elevator was staring up trying to see what tthe two of them were looking at.

Dave grabbed Tarcy's hand and they dashed for the vacent elevator.

"Made it." he said as they slipped insde alone and were soon headed up.
"So now what?" Tracy said. They had been so preoccupied with the trick they had played they had forgotten the reason they wanted to be alone.

Dave grinned and pulled her into his arms. His hands on her denium skirt kneaded the soft flesh underneath. Her hands were busy too, pulling him inot her, rubbing her thighs against his crotch, teasing his cock to erection almost immediately. Their mouths met in mutual desire.

Beathless they pullled apart and looked deep in each others eyes and then began to laugh realizing that the excitement of playing like this was because of the feeing of getting caught. This elevtor had no floors to stop at it was just one fast trip to the top. realizing that took the thrill away. They both knew if they really wanted each other that bad it was a simple matter of going back to the cave and climbing into bed.
 
When they made the crowd look at an imaginary object and they all fell for it, Tracy decided she was having the best time of her life. When Dave pulled her into his arms and kissed her, she was even more convinced of it. She knew the ride in the elevator was to fast to actually do anything other than get them both frustrated, but it was fun anyway. She was however convinced that if she was a guy, she would have an enormous case of blue balls. She didn't want to think of how poor Dave must be suffering, because she had an almost constant ache in the pit of her stomach anyway from unfufilled desire.

She was just about to suggest they catch the elevator back down and go home to take care of that particular problem when the elevator doors swished open and she caught sight of what was on the other side. Her breath caught in her throat as she stared around at the many trees and flowers that graced the sides of the meandering walking trails that curled every place the eye could see. She saw small pools of water, but few people, even though she knew there were lots around.

She tugged lightly at Dave's hand and they walked slowly from the elevator, strolling silently down the path until they were out of sight of the elevator, then Tracy dropped his hand and ran off, giggling and yelling, "Catch me if you can!"

Around the trees and down the circular paths they ran, their laughter carrying in the light breeze that floated there until Dave's longer legs and the way Tracy was finally slowing down allowed him to catch her. Snaking his arms around her waist, he pulled her to a halt and into his body. He buried his head in the cascading locks of her hair and sniffed deeply.

He lifted his head and spotted a clearing in the midst of the fir trees around him. Sunlight dappled it and he pulled Tracy after him until he reached its shadowed depths. Tracy stopped when he did, turning and nestling herself against his chest. SHe hugged him tightly, shen shivered as a chill coursed through her body.

"What's wrong?" Dave asked, as a troubled look appeared on her brow.


"I just got the feeling like I was being watched." She said, then poked him lightly in the chest, "But not by you." She looked around them carefully but could see no one. She shrugged it off and tilted her head up to look at him again. "So..." she teased, "why did you drag me in here? to have your way with me I hope." Her words were only half in jest.
 
Dave had that feeling also, but he pushed the feeling aside as he feasted on Tracy’s body. Still remembering how she had pleasured him in the department store changing room he grinned. It was payback time. True he hadn’t had the chance to cum like he had been so ready to do and he was sure that if they hadn’t been interrupted again, Tracy would have brought him to the finish he so desperately needed but now at this point knowing that sooner or later that would happen he decided to show her his talents in the oral stimulation department.

“I’ll show you why I dragged you in here.” he growled playfully, I’ve got a special treat for you and I don’t care if someone IS watching, we’ll give them a show they’ll never forget.

Tracy looked at Dave curiously, seeing the animal lust in his eyes and watched him lick his lips in anticipation. He pulled off his jacket and laid it on the grass in front of her. “Sit” he said decisively, and then added “Please.” when she hesitated.

He waited for her to get comfortable, adjusting her denim skirt and crossing her legs in front of her, leaning back, her hands behind her. She smiled. “Like this Dave?”

“Not.” quite Dave said as he kneeled in front of her and uncrossing her legs placed himself in between them. Tracy giggled. She continued to giggle as she lay back and looked up expecting him to cover her body with his and continue the kiss they had shared earlier. Her giggle turned into a gasp as she felt Dave’s hands curve around her butt and his hot breath against her panty covered pussy.

“I like the peach one best.” Dave muttered just before his tongue shot out and lapped at the now wet cloth. Tracy bucked against his mouth, surprised at the suddenness of his ardor and her body’s equally quick response. Dave took advantage of her rising butt to strip he panties from her thighs and pull them down to her knees.. Lifting one leg at a time he pulled them from her body. He looked own at her golden haired mons and nuzzled it gently her fragrant scent invaded his nostrils and as he took a deep breath he lowered his face and pressed his mouth into the wet supple flesh that surrounded her vagina. “Mmm” was all he could mutter as he rolled his head from side to side each motion bringing him deeper and deeper between the folds. He felt her fingers in his hair and heard he moan out her pleasure. her body moving against him told him further of her pleasure.

“Yessss!!”. he heard her hiss and he raised his face to see her with her head thrown back caught up in the pleasure she was receiving. he smiled and as he returned to his feasting. He lapped eagerly at her wanting to taste every part of her delicious pussy. every ridge and valley every fold and indentation were invaded by his tongue from her tight rosebud anus to her hard throbbing clit back and forth, around and around until breathless he paused. Taking a deep breath he found her clit and sucked it inside his mouth and held it, feeling it throb against his tongue as she bucked again up into his face.

“Oh god Dave,” she screamed and her body collapsed under him. In a matter of seconds Dave had slipped out of his pants and pulled himself up over the top of her kissing her fervently as his cock nudged her pussy. Her hand came down and guided him inside and for a moment they lay their breaths ragged, their hearts beating like crazy. As their bodies quieted and the stillness of the wood surrounding them enveloped them they made the first stroke to finally bring them to that place they needed so desperately to go.

The silence was interrupted by a pounding sound that literally shook the ground, a loud moan and then heinous laughter. they clung to each other shaking in fear, hoping that whoever was out there would go away and let them finish.

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Tracy was actually shocked when Dave first touched her, but she quickly didn't care. Her body was throbbing with a need far to long surpressed and she could have cared less at that point if they were in the middle of a football stadiun during the halftime show at the super bowl. She wanted him and was exctatic that se was finally going to get it.

She moaned as his tongue parted the folds of her pussy and then again as he circled her clit. She saw sparks flash across the backs of her eyelids when he suckled her. She couldnt hold herself up any longer and collapsed back on the ground. She moaned softly as Dave quickly covered her, sighing as the raw heat pouring from his body spread into her own.

She gasped in relief as he slid into her, a bare inch at a time, tormenting her with it. She relished the feel of him inside her, filling her up, each ridge on his cock seeming to find a home inside her. They lay still, or mostly so as Tracy couldn't help herself, she had to stroke his back and refamiliarize herself with the feel of his skin.

Dave then rose above her and she stared him in the eyes, needing to watch as he took the first step to their orgasms, she knew it wouldn't take long for either of them by this point. She let out a little scream when the noises began, she looked around wildly for a dew moments before she tried to burrow into Dave's chest. He was holding on just as tightly to her and she could feel his heart pounding along with hers in fear.

Tracy leaned up to press her mouth to Daves' and half yelled to make herself heard "What the hell is that noise?" He just shook his head indicating he didnt know either. She was in the midst of asking something else when the noise quit suddenly and she ended up shouting the last in his ear, possibly causing permanent damage "TO GO?"

Realizing that there was silence, she flushed and said, "Sorry, I didn't mean to blow you away like that!"

She heard people coming in the distance and the sound of excited voices. She pushed him off of her, semi gently and stood up, righting her clothes. Tossing him his things, she looked around carefully as he got dressed. She was looking for speakers or anything that might explain why the sound had been so loud, but got a bit of a nasty shock instead. She supposed it was there for security purposes, but only half concealed, she saw a small security camera. She knew then that their antics had been caught for someones viewing pleasure and her face flushed.

She turned to Dave and said, "I suggest we leave now, before security gets here," She indicated the camera and then continued. "Not to mention, I am sick and tired of interuptions. Lets go back to your place and do this right, maybe tie a rope to each of our ankles or even better, tie our ankles together so if we for some reason decide to take another trip, we might stand a chance of going together, but all I know is my need for you is growing desperate here!"

They made their way to the elevator, dodging crowds of curious people who had come to investigate the loud noise and found themselves alone in the elevator for the trip down. About halfway down the lights flickered and for about three seconds the elevator was pitch black and it shuddered to a halt. Tracy had just enough time to let out a squeal, her hands tightening convulsively on Dave, before the lights came back on and they began to move again.

Dave looked at her chalky white face and she shrugged a little. With an embarassed grin she whispered, "I dont like small dark places, never have really,I don't know why but they make me nervous." Then they arrived at the base of the cliff and she stepped out with an audiable sigh of relief.
 
Dave gave a sigh of relief too, now that he knew he was much closer to sea level. Suddenly he stopped half way to the car and pulled her into his arms. He hugged her tight and then leaning back looked deep into her eyes .“No... That you’re who’s brave he said softly and gave her a quick kiss. All this time you didn’t complain about my cave or the elevator rides or ...well... You’re just brave that’s all.

You’re not doing too badly yourself she said brightly and kissed him back. Taking me to all these neat places even if they might be scaring the hell out of you.”

Somehow it doesn’t seem so bad as long as we were together.”

No I guess it doesn’t, except that damned camera and loudspeaker deal.”


They both shivered and hurried to the car, anxious to get away from this place. Dave opened the door. “You drive Tracy, I’ve got something I need to check out and then show you. As he got in the passenger seat he leaned back to get the newspaper he had picked up at the cafe somehow he felt there was some connection with what was happening and headline he had read. He swore a blue streak and held up a map laying on the floor behind seat. "Somebody’s been in my car." He said as he picked up the brochures and other material he had neatly piled and now were strewn about. He showed one to Tracy. “See this! Someone knew exactly where we were going.” A map of the upper level park had a big red X in the middle of the spot where they had been watched on the hidden camera as they made love.

"You mean someone made an X on your map but how...?"

Dave grinned sheepishly I made the X ,Tracy.” he admitted. “ I knew about this spot and ....oh god I wanted you so much.....”

“Tracy reached out and punched his arm. You.....” she couldn’t help but laugh, And someone figured out you little plan didn't they, but who?"

The light bulb went of in Dave’s mind but before he said anything more, he looked around the inside of car, putting his finger to his lips to keep Tracy saying anything further.

“Let’s just get out of here he said louder than necessary.” Tracy got the hint and started the car and headed out of the park. She watched in the rear view mirror fearful that someone was following them as Dave searched the car on the inside. He grinned as he found a mini camera hidden near the passengers visor partially covered by a lacy blue garter Dave had hhanging. Grabbing it he flung it and the garter out the window looking at Tracy who had an expression on her face that said. “We’ll talk about that garter later Honey.”

Dave hollered “Good riddance.” as the camera disappeared behind them. Hoping they were finally alone he opened the newspaper and read the headlines again, this time out loud. "University Scientist suspected of Kidnapping."


He continued with the rest of the story. "Professor John Higgins was released on bail yesterday after being arrested on charges of allegedly abducting several university students. He was quoted as saying “I have nothing to do with the mysterious disappearance of several college students, only that they were or had at one time been students at the university where I teach. I am as sad to hear of their sudden departure as the comunity is. Maybe they just left town. after all Portland. wasn’t the most exciting city for young people to live in.”

"Police went on to say that there was no hard proof that the professor was connected, only that rumors that had been circulating around campus. It was highly unlikely that he was involved, they just wanted him to stay put while the investigation continued."

Dave looked at Tracy and blurted it out. "Professor Higgins was my teacher at college two years ago.”

They both knew who their antagonist was and they had a hundred questions as to how and why he was doing all this to them, but this sudden news literally exhausted them. Dave unfastened his seat belt and slid over next to Tracy. His life literally was held by a string connected to a very sick psycho. He wasn’t going to worry about a simple traffic accident, he just had to be close to the person he trusted and cared for very much. He had unwillingly involved her somehow in Higgins devious plot and he needed to reach out and reassure her that together they would get to the bottom of this mystery and together they would survive.

He put his hand gently on her knee and squeezed it. "ts time to be brave, he told her as he caught her eye in the rear view mirror, together we’ll get through this.

She smiled back at him. "Yes Dave, somehow I know we will."

Dave felt immediately better. "The last place we want to go is my cave." He said with resolve there’s probably hidden cameras everywhere.

‘You mean he knows where you live, Dave.”

Yes, I’m afraid he does. He’s been there to visit me.” Dave went on to explain how Higgins had suggested an elaborate security system when he visited He was an electronics nut. He had said he didn’t need one, but maybe the professor had gone ahead on his own without his knowledge. At any rate they were not going back there.

“Let’s just get the hell out of Portland, go back to New York.” Tracy said

No, he’ll just bring us back he’s got some kind of weird way to move us remember, I for one am not ready to make that trip again. "Me either." she reached down and put her hand over his. "As much as he’s been screwing with us I doubt that running anywhere will help. We’ve got to face him.”

For a while Tracy drove in silence and then parked in front of the cafe where they had lunched.

“ O.K. heres what we’ll do” Dave spoke slowly and decisively. “Across the street next to the department store is the Portland Hilton. He’ll never expect us to hole up there, especially if we check into the honeymoon suite as Mr. and Mrs. ... John Smith.......”
 
The mad scientist Professor John Higgins

Professor Higgins swung around in his swivel chair and grabbed a towel.He began wiping his cock and the surrounding area where his cum had splashed, on his pant legs, on the arm of chair, on the floor and even on the monitor he had been watching.

He grinned at the two of them on the screen. The girl, Tracy (He had learned her name from the elaborate sound and video system that he had set up in Dave's cave.) This, Tracy looked so vulnerable, so hot, so deliciously fuck able, as she tried to look presentable and as his Buddy Dave so foolish, frantically tried to get his pants up. Did her really think he was finally going to get his rocks off, foolish, foolish boy.
The loudspeaker system he had set up had prevented that from happening. He had turned on the mike as he beat his meat and groaned and then laughed his heinous laugh. another foiled climax!. how satisfyingly delightful.

Suddenly the screen went blank but not before he spied laying on the ground, Tracy’s panties she had conveniently left behind. He’d have to go get them later. “Peach was his favorite color too.” He chuckled.

But first he had to find out where his two friends had gone to. Hopefully to Dave's car where they would again be on his candid camera. He had some time so he zipped up his pants and went to the kitchen for some coffee. He needed to be alert surely they would try again real soon to finish fucking and he needed to be ready to thwart them again. He looked around at his wonderful cave deep within the recesses of the parks rocky cliff. He had discovered the cave three years ago after visiting Dave's cave and seeing how well it would fit into his plans. Much better than that
hole in the ground Dave lived in, he had equipped it with the ultimate in electronic equipment that he needed for his little ‘project.’

Until the police had become suspicious he had spent most of his time here, it had all the comforts of a typical bachelor pad. he had returned to his apartment in town till things cooled off and then when Dave and Tracy had gone on their latest adventure he had changed from his portable laptop in his car to his more elaborate setup here in the cave. He wanted to be comfortable when they were ready to fuck each other again.Ssuch fun he was having almost as much fun as making them fly.

There they were getting into the car, he hoped Tracy was ready to give Dave another blow job. He’d stop them just short of a climax with his sound system. But no, Tracy was going to drive maybe Dave wanted to eat her out again. He wouldn’t be able to see the action from the screen but he would hear enough to get his own self off again. There he was starting, hand on the knee the conversation wasn’t very sexy, Dave was getting really sappy,. disgusting Higgins hoped he’d get started with the good stuff. soon. Tracy was looking furtively behind her, Dave had discovered the maps and brochures he’d scattered. Oh shit! Dave was looking directly into the screen! His hand coming up! grabbing the camera! and then static and silence as the screen went blank. “Fucking Kid! , Higgins spat out the words. “goddamn smart assed kid!”

He collected himself, they’d soon be at the cave and after they had settled down they’d be ready to go for it again, maybe he’d catch them in the shower he had gotten rather fond of Tracy’s young, ripe breasts, her delicate cunt. God, how he wanted to run his fingers through that tawny pussy hair and plunge his cock into her honey pot. Soon, he told himself, soon, when the time was right, when she was so horny she’d fuck anybody, even him.. In the meantime he’d be content to watch for their attempt at the the grand finale in the bedroom. He laughed and got up to make a chicken salad sandwich and take his viagra. He wanted to be ready for them when the time came for them to try to cum again.
 
Tracy was wondering what the hell she had gotten herself into when Dave said there had been someone in the car. She began to feel a little frightened when he found the camera, and even more so when he told her about his former professor. She blanched when she found out that he had probably seen her naked in the cave, and god only knew where else. she felt so tired of it all of a sudden, she just wanted to stop somewhere and regroup.

She was grateful when Dave slid out of his seat and came and cuddled up against her. Oddly enough, with so many uncertinties in her life, Dave's presence beside her made her feel secure. She agreed imeadiatly that they couldn't go to his place again, especially when she learned that the man had been there too. Her first instinct was to tuck her imaginary tail between her legs and run. Unfortunatly Dave was right again there.

She was almost ready to cry as she drove, trying to think of what to do now. she finally pulled to a halt in front the cafe where they had eaten, just for a lack of any better place to go. She smiled with relief as Dave came to the rescue again.

“ O.K. heres what we’ll doAcross the street next to the department store is the Portland Hilton. He’ll never expect us to hole up there, especially if we check into the honeymoon suite as Mr. and Mrs. ... John Smith.......”

Tracy's sense of humor caught up to her then and she giggled. "There's one additional advantage to that, if he doesn't expect that, then he cant spy on us, and maybe we can finally..." Her hand landed softly on his thigh and stroked upward landing finally on his crotch. She gave another little giggle as he twitched and grew under her hand. "Hmmm, somebody is telling me that is a possibility."

Tracy parked the car in a spot it wouldn't be towed from and they walked to the hotel. She waited, hovering in the background as he registered them, then took her hand and led her to the elevator. Sh let him hold her closely, enjoying the contact, but she was feeling guilty about the minor deception and had to lay it to rest.

She said, "Dave, i love you holding me like this, but I should tell you, I handle elevators pretty good, its just when the power goes out and i am in a Dark confined space, then i get the willies. You can stop holding me if you want to..." She smiled contentedly when Dave just hugged her harder.

They stepped from the elevator and just kind of ambled to the end of the hall where Dave inserted the keycard. Unlike the last time they had come from the elevator, desperate to get to a place with privacy, this time was much more relaxed. Tracy was sure that this time they would be able to enjoy themselves without worry of what was going to happen next. But she refrained from stating that aloud as she was sure she would jinx it.

She turned then to Dave as he closed the door behind him and made sure it was locked. She stepped into the arms he held open for her and snuggled herself against his chest. "All alone at last, wtatever will we do with ourselves?" her tone of voice was light and teasing, but a hidden undercurrent of exhaustion, both emotional and physical ran through her voice.
 
Cindy peeked around the corner watching Professor Higgins as he masturbated. She had a hand wedged inside her tight pant and was rapidly wiggling them around as she tried to get herself off at the same time, but she failed. Grumbling to herself she stopped, because she had a rule that she had set for herself, she only ever came while he was sexually stimulated or as he was coming himself. She didn't know why she did this, that was just the way it was. Perhaps it was just a subconcious desire to make her idol out as more than he truely was, a godlike being that had priority.

She stepped up behind him in the kitchen as he was eating, tiptoeing in her ankle high spike heeled boots so she didn't make any noise. As she came closer, she could hear him mumbling something and chuckling so quietly that it was hard to hear. He almost choked on his sandwich however when she asked in her perky 'valley girl' voice, "So! what has that wonderful brain of yours cooked up this time?" She grinned unrepentantly when he whirled around on her.

She shoved a hand through her chin length black hair (it used to be platinum blonde, but it was obvious that she was the epitome of blonde and made all the blonde jokes come to life) but her spirit was bubbly and the rest of her looks helped make up for what she lacked in the brains department.

She finally noticed that he did in fact seem to be choking, his face was turning a lovely shade of purple, and her bright blue eyes widened with wonder. She laughed then, clapping her hands in delight, "Oh, I love that shade of purple!" she exclaimed. Then she frowned a little, realising he seemed to be in some distress. Pounding on his back helped clear things up, and when he caught his breath and glared at her, she meekly looked down at the floor.

"I am so sorry professor." She murmered, then brightening a little, she looked up again and the old sparkle was back as if it had never left, "But it Was the most fantasticist shade of purple, i should have taken a picture to show it to you! Can you do it again? i will go get the camera!"
 
Dave

As he held her he could feel that she wanted him as much as he wanted her, that they both realized that they could finally finish what they had started ....How long ago he wondered.? He realized it was just a few days, yet it seemed like an eternity, they had been through so much together. He ran his fingers through her soft hair and cupped his hand under her chin turning her head to face his eyes.

“Free he sighed. “Free form the spying eyes of that pervert Higgins, and as long as he doesn't know where we are I’m sure he can’t separate us or send us anyplace weird.”

“Or keep us from.....” Dave put his finger against her lips as Tracy ground her body provocatively against his.

Dave grinned and then turned serious again. “I think a shower is in order or maybe even a nice long soak in the whirlpool. He was more tired than he realized. It had been a long day for the both of them. He kissed her softly. For now that was enough. It felt so good just to hold her.

Tracy kissed him back in the same way. Aat first she thought it was strange, that after waiting so long he would be all over her, and that she would be all over him. Then she realized that if he was as exhausted as she, it would be better if they just relaxed, enjoyed the comfort of this honeymoon suite, shared the luxury of a soothing whirlpool and just treasured the time that they finally had alone together.

As she disengaged herself from him Tracy began to slowly strip off her clothes. Dave watched for a moment and then joined her. Naked. They stepped into the soothing water, feeling it swirl around their bodies. Immersed in its gentle warmth they held each other, the cares and the concerns of the day fading away.
 
Professor John Higgins and his assistant cindy

Professor Higgins waved his arms frantically pointing in the direction of the sink. The word “Water.”. finally squeaked out of his mouth. Cindy rushed to the sink realizing there wasn’t going to be a repeat purple performance. She grabbed the nearest container handy, a five quart empty icecream bucket and filled it with water. Returning to the man she adored implicitly she doused him thoroughly.

“Wha...! what in the hell did you do that for!”
Cindy shrugged her shoulders and shook her pretty head, her doeeyed look professing her naivity. "When you said water and I realizd it was an emegency I thought ‘fire,’.... you’re not on fire though are you?”

“No, I am not!” he sputtered too angy to even think of a proper explitive to address her with. It was only when he was in control that he could bark out ‘bitch’ or ‘slut’ or’ whore’ and usually it was when he was sexually excited. Right now he was just plain wet, definitely not in control and certainly not sexually excited. If anything he was amused. His little Cindy so willing to please, so loyal and dedicatd to him. So utterly fantastic in bed. He wouldn’t trade her for the world even if she was as dumb as a box of rocks.

“Glass." he said and quickly added “Water.” hoping she’d get it righ this time. Docilely she headed for the sink and bringing back the water he had requested hung her head as he took a sip of it. “Pill.’ he said pointing to the blue pill on the counter. Cindy brightened.

“Oh sugarpie, you mean.... she blushed "Tonights the night?" Higgins swallowed the pill and cleared his throat.

“Might just be, but first we’re going to watch a movie.”

“ Oh goodie Cindy cried clapping her hands. . She knew how much John loved to watch other people “do it.” and she had to admit how turned on she got watching John get turned on. In fact she was already getting turned on thinking about being turned on by watching John get turned on by watching other people “do it” It was absolutly mind boggling she thought as they got settled in front of the monitors.


The main room of John Higgins cave was huge and was wall to wall monitors and speakers of all sizes and shapes for different purposes. His mobile system that he took with him when he went to his apartment downtown and checked in on when he was on the road, was on a nearby table. In front of him was an elaborate system of controls that would impress a rocket scientist to say the least. Not only did it control the vast video and audio system here in this room it remotely controlled the cameras he had setup in different locations around Portland and his mobile units that acompanied his ‘experiments’

His experiments were young men and women he had bewen transporting all over the world for the last six months with his invention that he kept in another room. When the cops had interferred he had decided to curtail the ‘Experiment’ until the situation cooled down a bit. For now he would be content with his ‘observations.’ Was there any meaning to his madness?. he thought so at times and even kept a detailed log of his ‘observations’ and his ‘experiments’ rationalizing his behavior as’ in the name of science.’ a study of sorts. Deep down he knew of course he ws only another dirty old man., albeit a very smart and productive one.

“Come sit on my lap Cindy.” He was feeling generous tonight perhaps the viagra was starting to work or maybe it was the thought of his two favorite subjects trying to fuck again tonight. He was sure after this afternoons abrupt interference they would be more than ready to fuck each others brains out Picking up his remote he pushed a serie of buttons that lit up a monitar designated ‘Daves Cave.’ the picture reveled a silent vacant bedroom he switched to shower, nothing, to kitchen, nothing, he rotated each camera into every corner of every room. nothing.

‘God damn it they should be fuckin’ here by now. Maybe they stopped for dinner he could check some of the cafes, bars and nightclubs he had cameras in. But then they wouldnt be screwing around in those places anyway. The car! then he remembered losing conact in the car. Shit! they could be anywhere fucking their fool heads off.” he was getting nervous, aggitated.

Cindy noticed his anger building. Sugasr pie she said in a syruppy voice ‘Check out the YWCA locker room, there’s lots of pu....”

“Pussy?” Higgins finished her sentence for her. “Sure, lots of pussy... but no fucking! I want fucking!”

Cindy looked worried she didn’t like when he got mad. “But .. the shower rooms... you know how those girls after a good game like to finger themselves themselves in the shower and sometimes ...each other.

“I ...Don’t...Want...Finger fucking! I want Dave and Tracy fucking!

“I’m sure they’le be along soon Sugar. I’ll get you a cold beer.” She jumped up and ran to the kitchen. What could she do? give him a blowjob that he liked so well or strip and masterbate in front of him or get her toys out .She knew it was up to her to get him hot enough to forget about those two kids for a while. If she had to she could bring him that little switchy thing and he could spank her, he liked to do that.
 
When Tracy stepped into the water and thought she had died and gone to heaven. Then Dave joined her and it was even better than before. She curled up at his side and idly ran her fingers over his chest, allowing the soothing heat of the water to loosen the muscles in her back and then it seemed to literally wash all her cares and concerns away.

They lay like that until they both had raisen toes then slowly climbed out. Tracy stood still as Dave dried her with a big fluffy towel, then she returned the favor. She took her time, enjoying herself as she babbed at his skin. She made a game of chasing water droplets with the towel, then carefully drying where the water had traced a path downward.

when she was done, she hung the towel up and then couldn't resist-she reached out and planted a playful swat on Dave's bare ass. WIth a mock growl, he turned on her and scooped her up in his arms. Carrying her out into the bedroom, he dumped her unceremoniously on the bed and clambered on after her. Laughing, she tried to squirm off the other side of the bed, but he grabbed her ankle and tugged her back.

She giggled helplessly when he straddled her legs and proceeded to tickle her until she was a quivering mass of laughter. Then he leaned down and kissed her on the tip of her nose.

"Ready to go to sleep now?"

Incensed, she shoved him off of her and onto his back. "You only wish bud!" Then she tried to tickle him back. After running her fingertips lightly up and down every place most people are ticklish she finally gave up in disgust. She poked him hard when she looked up and found him grinning at her. Obviously, he wasn't ticklish and she growled at him in mock frustration.

Then a mischevious glint appeared in her eyes and she said, "Fine, you arent ticklish, so i will have to bug you another way then! Now, whatever you do, dont move."

Tracy then leaned forward and gave him soft little kisses and tiny tongue dabs, beginning at the crown of his head and working her way down. Her hair had a habit of falling over her shoulders and gliding teasingly along his skin at the same time. by the time she reached his bellybutton, his skin was quivering and his hands were clenching in the sheets. His cock was standing at attention, but that was the one area she skipped over as she worked her way down. When she reached his thighs, she stopped.

With a quirky smile, she looked at him and hen flopped to her back and said, "Now I am ready for a nap, sleep well!" then she turned on her side and began to snore in an obviously fake manner.
 
“I ...Don’t...Want...Finger fucking! I want Dave and Tracy fucking! "

While Cindy went to the fridge and got a beer, she was thinking hard. Doing that much thinking hurt, so when a seemingly good idea pooed into her brain, she grabbed it like a lifeline. That was what she would do to cheer him up! She took John his beer and said, "I know just the thing to take your mind off those party poopers! than maybe you will have an idea as to where they went, and then we can watch like we planned!"

She whirled around and went into the bedroom. Carefully moving bits of equipment out of her way, she made her way to the dresser and rooted around inside it. Coming up with it, she wriggled out of her clothes and slipped into the new ones

When she came back out, John was nursing his beer with a scowl on his face. He looked up at her and the only thing he said was, "Why are you wearing sheets? and you have a smudge of dirt on your nose."

Cindy pouted and as she scrubbed at her nose with a corner of one of the sheets said, "I saw the coolest show on tv the other day and i wanted to try it. I think I can do it, but i dont own see through cloth to be able to do it right, but sheets are almost the same thing...sorta I guess. If you dont want me to, i can put them back." An audiable sniffle.

John looked at her a little bemusedly. What the hell had this minx come up with now? "You might as well. But no matches, lighters or anything that might cause you harm. Or me for that matter. I know that concept is hard for you, but do try." He settled back in his chair, waiting expectantly, and had to bite his cheek to prevent the howl of laughter that threatened to escape when he realized what the little twit was attempting. There was no way in hell a bunch of sheets resembled the attire used in the dance of the seven veils, but he did have to give her credit for imagination.

Cindy struggled to recall the way the ladies on the tv had moved, in a slow and sensuous manner, but she was sure she looked like a jerky mime or something. As the first sheet slowly came loose, she tried to flip it so it landed across his lap, but she misjudged it and it floated to rest covering his head. When she scurried over to pull it down, one look at his frown told her she had better not try again. The next pooled around her feet, followed by a few more until with a boob shaking shimmy the last one whispered off her nipples and cascaded down.

This would have probably been a good show overall had she just stayed put, but she wanted to come closer and tease him a bit, so she stepped forward. Unfortunatly, she had seven sheets wrapped around her feet and instead of gliding gracefully as she had intended, she tripped and landed with her head in his lap instead. She froze there a second, knowing how big he was and terrified that she had hurt it.

She jerked up to her knees and sat back a bit, looking up at him anxiously then back at the part she was so worried about. "Did I hurt him? I am sorry, I am such a clutz!" She reached out and grabbed him lightly through his pants, pleased to find that his cock was sticking up against his abdomen out of the way. She was also pleased to note that he was quite hard.

trying to think of a way to get away from her misstep, she asked hopefully, "Did you think of anything? Or maybe you can think of someone else to watch now?" She bit her lip lightly, watching him with worried eyes, she knew how he had reacted the last time she had mentioned something other than Dave and Tracy. Sometimes she felt jealous about the amount of interest he showed them, but contented herself with the knowledge that if she was truely so bad, he would have gotten rid of her long ago.
 
Cindy and the professor

Professor Higgins looked down at Cindy as she innocently fondled him through his pants. He had to admit that he was captivated by her naive behavior. She spoke and acted like she was a virgin, yet when she became emersed in her passion she became a wanton nymphomaniac, in search of the ultimate in gratifacation. She never used words like blow job or pussy licking or fucking,

His cock was 'it' or 'him 'and her cunt was 'it' or 'her' and when they had sex it was 'doing it' to 'her' or 'him' or each other. Every time with her was like the first time and she often, in her innocence convinced him that indeed it was. Untill she was was caught up in the thores of passion, then she was the wild wanton woman he wanted her to be. And she could cook too, What more could a man ask for?

But professor Higgins had a lot of wants and needs among them the need for control and power and above all recognition. His papers, when his 'observations' and 'experiments' were finished would give him that. When he proved to the world the genius that he was.

Unfortunately the world wasn't quite ready for him he would need to bide his time, prove himself before he could tell the world.

Cindy looked up at him seeing him deep in thought.
and her eyes lit up, she knew exactly what he needed, then she looked down at 'him'. 'It' needed attention too, she smiled She was multitaskual, after all she was a woman, she could kill two birds with one stone.

"Tell me again, John,." She said softly. "You know how much I love when you tell me about the 'experiment" and as you tell your story I will take good care of 'him'" she looked down at the bulge in his pants and felt his huge cock throb against the taut fabric. The story she could do without but taking care of 'him' would be a pleasure.

John sighed, He really wanted to watch Dave and Tracy fuck but then when he thought of the pleasure he received form this often repeated scenerio that Cindy had proposed. He relaxed and let her open his pants and begin. He shudered as she began at first to gaze in awe at his cock like it was the first time she had ever seen it. He knew that there was a long story and a equally long pleasurable blowjob ahead.
 
Dave and Tracy

Dave saw through TRacy's very obvious attempt at deception and grinned. He loved it when she teased him like this and he loved teasing her. In a way it kept them from thinking of the gravity of their situation. The whirlpoool had rejuvenated him and Tarcy's foreplay had him panting for more. There were a few minor details he needed to take care of first however, not that he was paranoid, but there WAS this perverted professor hot on their trail and who knew what his next move would be.

"That figures he said in mock consternation." When the chips are down the girl falls asleep, What a cop-out. Well I'll just have to fix myself a drink." He slipped from the bed and wrapped a towel around his waist. "Hmmm... hey... this looks like good wine." He chortled as he padded across the floor to a nearby table. "Looks like party time to me. Too bad the blushing bride is going to miss out on this too.

On the way to the kitchenette he stopped by the door opened it a crack and stuck a 'Do Not Disturb sign on the outside.

"No sense in having a maid drop in on us in the morning. We'll probably still be making love while the rest of the world is heading off to work." He made sure the door was locked and then went to the phone and dialed the front dest. "This is Mr. Smith in the Honeymoon suite, he said still rather loudly, Would you please hold all calls until ...noon tomorrow, and if anyone wishes to visit us tell them we are ...occupied. Yes, till noon also. Do we wish to have the complimentary breakfast brought around hmmmm. That would be nice we'll let you know when we're ready for it. Thank you and yes, we will enjoy our stay. he put the phone down and then as if to himself but still loud enough for Tracy to hear he added "'If some certain drop dead gorgeous blonde ever wakes up, that is".

He popped the cork on the bottle and poured two glasses. Tiptoeing back to the bed, he clanked the glases together. "I have a toast."

Here's to the blonde in the fancy shoes
She drinks your liquor, she drinks your booze
She climbs in bed and holds you tight
Then crosses her legs and says. "good Night."
 
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