I think the fire went out
Their First Night
They had never met. She knew he was divorced with two c***dren. He knew she was married (but not happily) with two c***dren as well. She had seen a picture of him, but he had not seen anything of her. That was gonna change tonight.
She was flying to meet him. She lived across the country. Thank god the plane was on time! She had said she would be wearing a denim dress and cowboy boots. Was that her? No. Had she backed out? No, wait a minute. A woman was walking towards him with a questioning look on her face. “Steve?” she asked.
“Debbie?” he answered. They both smiled.
He took her bag (she was only there two nights and had not brought much). They made polite conversation on the way to the car. Why was she nervous, she wondered, they had shared so much over the phone and the internet. Very personal things. And yet, it was as if they had never spoken.
Once they reached the car, they relaxed. He talked about his new job and she spoke of her catering business. Neither one was hungry, so he drove to his house. As they walked to the door, he stopped her. “If you don’t want to stay here, I’ll understand,” he said, holding his breath.
“No, I want to stay here. That is why I am here,” she whispered.
He opened the door and she walked in. Nervous again, she said, “nice house”.
“Thanks,” he replied. Damn, he felt like he was in high school again!
“I’ll show you the bedroom so you can change into comfortable clothes,” he said.
“Thanks, I would love to put on some sweats,” she answered.
While she was changing, he started a fire and got out some wine and snacks. He also put on a cd, low. When she came back in, he was amazed she could be even sexier in sweats and a t-shirt.
She loved how his shirt opened just enough so she could see a little of his chest hair. She took the wine glass and settled in front of the fire.
“I feel like I’m in high school again,” she laughed.
“I was thinking the same thing,” he chuckled.
“I want this, Steve,” she breathed. “I have for a long time.”
He took her wine glass and settled her between his legs, with her back pressed to his chest. He twined their fingers and whispered in her ear, “I’ve wanted this since the first time we had phone sex.” He felt the goose bumps rise on her arms. She sighed and leaned her head back to kiss him.
His lips are so soft, she thought.
Her lips are so full, he thought.
She turned in his arms to deepen the kiss. He put his hands on her hips to lay her full against him as she began to unbutton her shirt. “I am dying to see your chest,” she breathed. When his shirt was open to the waist, she sat back and rubbed her hands through his chest hair.
His breath caught in his throat. He was filled with the urge to toss her on her back and make made passionate love to her as quick as possible. But he stopped himself. He wanted this to be perfect.
And so did she.
“Turnabout is fair play,” he said as he took her t-shirt off. His eyes widen when he saw she wasn’t wearing a bra. They were both panting as she fell back on top of him. Chest to breast they turned over. Now he looked down on her.
“Hurry!” she begged as they ripped the rest of their clothes off. Once they were completely naked, they just looked at each other. He slowly lowered his mouth to hers as she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down to her. She rubbed her breasts in his chest hair. She never knew that could be so arousing. Slowly her hands lowered as he kissed her neck moving slowly downward too. As he reached the valley between her breasts, her hands fluttered over his lower stomach. He raised his eyes to see hers filled with desire. Then as he took her left nipple in his mouth she found his shaft. They both moaned. She arched her back to thrust more of her breast into his mouth while he pushed down to feel her hand all over his cock.
He feels so powerful, she amazed.
She tastes like peaches, he wondered.
As he sucked on her right breast, she rubbed her clit and put some of the juice on his cock to moisten it. Now she moved her hand in earnest over his shaft.
He raised his head and looked slowly into her eyes as he spread her legs with his knees. She wrapped her hand around his cock and slowly guided him into her wetness, one inch at a time. It was pure exquisite torture.
He could take no more and with one final thrust he buried himself in her. They both closed their eyes and, not moving, just soaked each other in.
Then he began to move. Up and down while she wrapped her legs around and matched him thrust for thrust. She grabbed his ass and arched against him as they pounded together.
She felt her orgasm build at the same time his started. She opened her eyes to see him looking at her and they came together.
She cried out over and over with the pounding of her climax.
As he poured into her, he breathed her name “Debbie.”
As their breathing calmed and he rested his head on her shoulder, he looked at her and said, “I think the fire went out.”
“No, Steve,” she replied, “it is just building.”
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