by Sienna Skye
I picked her up, spun around and sat her on the back of the couch. I grabbed her knees and pushed them apart. Then I grabbed her ass and pulled her to the edge of the couch. I rubbed my cock against her as I continued to kiss her. Her breaths became quick and shallow with need. I rubbed against her harder and she arched her hips to try to get even more contact. If the lady wanted it hard, then harder it was. I couldn’t manage to suck on her tits without breaking that contact, so I reached under her shirt, pulled down her bra and worked her nipple with my fingers.
Madison tossed her head back. Her eyes were closed as she gasped and spoke my name on a desperate whisper. Her hips were moving wildly, without rhythm. Just the primal instinct to keep the contact with my cock. I kissed my way down her neck as I pinched her nipple. Her body arched as she came. I kissed her, slipping my tongue in her mouth to hush her moans. She circled her hips, rubbing against me hard and fast. I couldn’t believe how long her orgasm was lasting. It was so fucking hot, I thought I would come right there in my pants.
I wanted to dirty talk. To drive her crazier. But, I was so caught up watching her, I stayed silent. Even through my jeans I could feel how wet she was. Of all the sexual experiences I had in my life, I knew this one would be front and center when I stroked myself. I watched as she started to settle. Her breathing started to return to normal, her body relaxed. Her eyes opened and she looked at me.
“That looked amazing, baby.”
“Wow.” It was her only response, but I didn’t need any more than that.
I helped her off the couch and then I put her clothes back in place. I took her face in my hands and gave her a soft kiss on the lips.
“It’s getting late. I guess I better get going.”
She looked at me with surprise on her face. She wasn’t expecting me to leave with her being the only one to be pleasured. But, she was wrong there. I’d never be able to explain to her how much pleasure I got from making her come. She wasn’t thinking clearly yet and probably wasn’t used to a man getting her off without wanting some in return. I knew she wasn’t ready to have sex while the kids were in the house. Not even if we locked her bedroom door and managed to keep the noise down.
That was a good thing. I was dangerously close to losing my resolve to not fuck her. I guess I kind of already broke my own promise to myself, but I told myself that this was different. It wouldn’t put thoughts in her head that I was using her for sex.
As I looked at her, I suppressed the urge to say the words that were on the tip of my tongue. I was about to tell her how I felt about her. It had been a very long time since I was tempted to say those words. Something told me, though, the timing wasn’t right.
I hugged her goodbye before I left. Told her I would call her in the morning.
When I got home, I climbed into a hot shower. I let the water pound against my shoulders and back and then turned so it could hit my chest. My mind wandered to Madison on the couch. Grinding herself against me, desperate for release. I played every minute of the scene over again in my mind. I got so fucking hard it was like I was back at her place again. I wrapped my hand around my cock and stroked myself hard as I envisioned Madison hot and eager and as she finally went over the edge. I braced my hand against the shower wall as I stroked myself faster. There. I grunted as I came. Shit, I hadn’t come so fast since I was a kid.
I finished showering and then got ready for bed. Sleep should have come easy after getting rid of that tension, but it didn’t. Thoughts of my relationship with Madison kept creeping into my mind. It was hours later before I finally fell asleep.
***
We went to the winery as planned and spent the afternoon. It was a warm sunny day and we ate our food outside to soak up some sun. We did a wine tasting and walked the grounds. Before we left, we went to their store. We loaded up on some of the wines we tasted, cheeses, jams and jellies, and crackers. During the car ride back home, we laughed about how much stuff we bought. Joked about how the wine tasting might have lowered our defenses a bit.
I knew of this ice cream place not far from the winery and I suggested we cash in that rain check. She agreed and we sat outside talking long after we finished eating our ice cream. We talked about a hundred different subjects. She talked about wanting to do one of those drink wine and paint things. I had zero interest in doing that, but she looked so excited by the idea, I suggested we make plans to go.
So, a few nights later, there we were, getting ready to sip and paint. Or whatever the hell they called it. Not only was there not another male there, we were surrounded by a group of women from a senior citizen group.
They turned out to be pretty entertaining. I’d heard people say that you reach an age when you don’t necessarily feel the need to censor yourself and if those women were any barometer for that, it was certainly true.
The poor girls who were in charge of running the night couldn’t have been more than twenty one themselves and they were having trouble corralling the feisty group.
When we sat down, a woman who I later came to know as Judy, grabbed Madison’s attention.
“On behalf of all of us sweetie, we would like to thank you for providing us with the eye candy.”
I busted out laughing.
Another voice rang out. “Can he hand out the paints?”
“Screw handing out paints, Ruthie. I want to know if there is the possibility we are going to get to paint a nude model. Him of course, not us. Lord knows nobody wants to see that.”
“Patricia, we can’t ask the young lady to let us see her boyfriend naked. That’s rude.” Ruthie scowled at Patricia and then turned her twinkling eyes back to us. “Unless you guys are into that sort of thing, then we are all game.”
One of the young girls came over. She looked a little uncomfortable with the exchange.
“I’m sorry. This is a regular outing for them. They can be a little bit of a handful, but this is a bit much even for them.”
“No worries. They’re harmless. I’m getting a kick out of it.” It was true and I wanted to put the girl at ease.
“You might want to rethink that. They haven’t even started on the wine yet.” The girl shook her head and rolled her eyes as she walked away.
What started out as me thinking my only real enjoyment was going to be watching Madison have a good time, turned into a fun night. At times those ladies had me laughing until I was crying.
The one thing both of those dates had in common is that we still didn’t have sex. We kissed but it never got as far as it did the night of the movies. Both times she had a sitter at home with the kids, so it was a great excuse. But, I certainly could have taken her to my place before I brought her back home.
I was at the gym when an idea came to mind. The kids were due to go to their father’s house for the weekend. I decided to ask Madison over to my place for dinner and I suggested she plan to spend the night. She was scheduled to come in for a session, so I decided to ask her then.
A few minutes later there was a knock at my door. I looked up and saw her standing there. “Hey, there. You’re early. I’ll be ready in a few minutes. Come on in.”
She looked like she had something on her mind. She stepped inside the office. Then she closed the door. Yep, something on her mind.
“What’s on your mind, Madison?”
“I don’t know. Nothing I guess.”
I wasn’t buying that, but I knew I would be able to get it out of her before the end of her workout.
“As long as you’re here early, I wanted to run something by you.” I figured if I got her talking about something else, she would eventually open up about what was bothering her.
“What’s that?”
“The kids will be spending the weekend with their father, right?” I asked.
“Yeah, it’s his weekend.”
“I was thinking that I would like to have you over for dinner at my place.”
“I’d like that.” It was the first time she really smiled since she
walked in my office.
“Great. It’s a date, then. I’d like you to plan on spending the night, Madison. We could spend the weekend together.”
“Well that answers that question,” she said.
“What question is that? I’m not following.”
“We haven’t had sex since that day here in your office. I was wondering when that would happen again.”
“I’d very much like it to happen this weekend. Multiple times, as a matter of fact.”
A big grin spread across her face. “I should start saving my energy now.”
“That is a good idea. I don’t anticipate much sleep happening at my place.”
I knew why she wore that pensive look on her face when she first walked in. She was starting to wonder if I was still interested in her. She’d have no doubt about that after the weekend.
“Madison. I hope you know I am serious about you. There hasn’t been anyone else. There’s something I’d like to show you. To talk to you about.” I walked over to my desk drawer and pulled out my lab results. I was suddenly not feeling all that confident. I handed her the results. “I had these drawn a little over a week ago. I’m clean. I don’t want to assume you are on birth control, but if you are, and you’re comfortable, I thought maybe we wouldn’t have to use condoms.” I was doing the responsible adult thing, but suddenly felt like an insecure boy.
She looked over the paperwork. “I have an IUD. Hold on.” She tapped on her phone a few times and brought up the digital results of her labs. “I know they are older than yours, but I haven’t been with anyone else since these were done. If you are okay with that, then no, we don’t need the condoms.”
“I trust you, Madison. There’s no doubt in my mind you are telling me the truth.”
We stood there grinning at each other like a couple of fools. Then we both broke out into laughter over the silliness of it. I grabbed her hand and pulled her out the door to start her session.
Chapter Nine
Jace
That Saturday morning, I went to the grocery store to buy everything I needed to make dinner that night for Madison. I kept my place clean, but I still touched everything up. I washed the sheets. I cleaned a space in a drawer in case Madison didn’t want to keep her things in her overnight bag. I placed a nice smelling candle in the bathroom. I went to grab a fresh set of towels and wasn’t too pleased with the selection. I debated moving the candle to the living room. Maybe the bedroom. Crap. I probably needed more than one candle. It was time to call in reinforcements. I grabbed my phone and tapped on Julia’s number.
“Hey Jace.”
“Julia. I need help.”
She stumbled over her words for a second. “You’ve never said that to me before.”
“Well I am having an emergency. Maybe that’s too strong of a word. I have a predicament. You know how you make your house smell nice with those candles. I need candle advice.”
“You have a candle emergency?” She could barely get the words out before she broke into laughter.
“I have one candle. I’m pretty sure you gave it to me. I need two more.”
“Why on earth are you worried…Oh! Oh! Oh! Madison is coming over tonight isn’t she?”
“Yes. I have the one in the bathroom. But, I think I need one in the bedroom and the living room.”
“Did you put the one in the master bath?”
“Yes.”
“That will probably do for the bedroom. But, do you have candles for mood lighting?”
“Shit. That’s probably a good idea.”
“I’ll come and do a sweep of the place. I’ll be on my way in ten minutes.”
“Thanks, Julia. I need you to feel my towels, too.”
“Umm, sure. See you in a few.”
I went back to check on things in the kitchen. I started bringing out the things I needed to prep the food. Twenty minutes later, the doorbell rang.
I pulled the door open. “Thanks for coming.”
“Happy to help. Let’s take a look around. I can run out and pick up anything you need.”
“She’s staying overnight. I made her a space for her clothes.”
“For an overnight visit?”
“Yes, why?” I asked.
“No reason. No reason at all.”
“You’re lying to me, Julia.”
“Perceptive as always. I’ll tell you later.”
“Where do you want to start?”
“Are you making dinner or ordering in?” she asked me.
“I’m making dinner.”
“Then we will start in the kitchen.”
We headed off to the kitchen and she opened the refrigerator.
“Excellent wine choice. What’s in the pretty box?” she asked as she looked over her shoulder.
“I bought chocolate covered strawberries for dessert.”
She smiled at me and nodded. “Marinating steak? What else is on the menu?”
“I’m making a shrimp with butter and lemon bake. I’m grilling mushrooms and zucchini. I’m also making Tuscan roasted potatoes. We got a bunch of stuff at the winery, so I am putting some of that together as an appetizer with some grapes.”
“I’m impressed.”
“I’m channeling my inner Julia.”
We laughed because we both knew that I had stolen the food ideas from things she had made in the past.
“The flowers are absolutely stunning, Jace. She will love them.”
I was glad I seemed to pass the kitchen test. We went straight through the living room and toward the bedroom. I guess that meant the living room was good. She took a look around and then went to the bathroom.
“I can get you some nice candles for the bedroom. For ambiance. I can pick up a candle that smells really nice for the living room.” She took in my space with a discerning eye.
“Come feel my towels.”
“Sheesh, Jace. I’m a married woman.”
“You know you’ve been wanting to get your hands on my textiles for years.”
“It’ll be our secret. Okay, hand over the towels.”
I handed them to her. She ran her hand over them to see how soft they were. Then she opened the bath towel to check its size and folded it back up.
“The towels are fine, Jace.”
“When you go for the candles, do you think you can buy me some more?”
“Why?” She asked, obviously confused.
“I don’t know if they are soft and fluffy enough.”
“I think they are fine, but if you want me to go buy some super soft and fluffy towels, that’s what I will do.”
“Thank you.”
As we walked back through the living room she cocked her head and looked at me.
“Do you plan to stream some music?”
“Yeah, I was thinking it would be a good idea.” Though I hadn’t quite decided what I wanted to play.
“I can set you up with of a couple of good date night playlists.”
“I’d appreciate that.”
“I don’t know if I’ve ever seen you in love before. It looks good on you.” A happy smile spread across her face.
“Who said I was in love?” I challenged her.
“The super soft and fluffy towels. That’s who. I’ll be back within the hour.”
True to her word, less than an hour later, the doorbell rang. She trotted in, bags in hand. She set up candles and adjusted the lighting in the bedroom. She set up one playlist then another.
“Now they will both pop up for you. Choose whichever you like better. Here. Feel these towels.”
I took one from her and it was easily the most luxuriously plush towel I had ever felt in my life.
“These had to be expensive.”
“Unbelievably so. I didn’t know if I should get them, but you seemed pretty hooked on them being soft. They’re my gift to you.”
“No. I said I wanted soft towels. That’s what you did.” I spoke firmly even though I knew it was a futile effort.
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“Consider them my contribution to the cause. I already got rid of the receipt and if you try to get the price out of me, I am only going to lie, so let’s just save time and consider them a gift.”
“You can be very stubborn.”
“You’ve known this for years. Now, let’s look at your wardrobe choices and then I will get out of your way.”
I showed her what I was planning to wear. She gave me the thumbs up. Then she made a few last minute touches.
“Light the candles thirty minutes to an hour before she gets here. This is pretty much perfect, Jace. You are going to sweep her off her feet.”
She gave me a big hug, plopped a kiss on my cheek, then grabbed the shopping bags. “I’ll get rid of these for you. Enjoy your night. And your towels.”
After Julia left, I finished my prep. By the time Madison arrived, everything was done and in place.
She was standing on my doorstep looking beautiful in a strappy summery dress. An overnight bag was slung over her shoulder.
“Hi beautiful.”
“Hi.” She got on her tip toes to give me a kiss.
She stepped inside and I closed the door.
“Here, let me take that for you.” I grabbed her overnight bag from her arm. “Let me show you around and we’ll put this away.”
I walked her through the living room. Showed her the spare room that was set up like an office and then I opened the next door.
“There’s a bathroom here, but there is one in my room too.”
We headed down the hall to my room. I put her overnight bag on the chair in the corner. She stood taking in my room and I tried to look at it through her eyes.
“I made room for your stuff if you want.” I grabbed her hand and led her to the bathroom. “There are some towels for you.”
“Wow, Jace. This is all so beautiful. Did you do this for me?”
“Yeah. I wanted everything to be perfect for our weekend together.”
“Thank you for doing this for me.”