“You must be Jane,” she said, and stood. I went to shake her hand, but she hugged me instead.
“Hello, Mrs. Ricci,” I said, smiling over her shoulder at Marcello.
“Well, I can certainly see why my boy was smitten with you. I’m pretty sure that’s a first for him.”
I blushed in embarrassment, more for Marcello than me.
“Mother, must you always do your best to embarrass me?”
“Dear, I don’t think this is news to Jane, and I have tremendous respect for anyone who can sustain a friendship after a romance.”
“I’m sorry,” Marcello mouthed over his mother’s head.
I smiled slightly, and shook my head that I didn’t mind.
“We’re going to have lunch at the restaurant,” he said to his mother.
“Would you like to join us?” I asked Mrs. Ricci.
“No, I’m sure you kids have some catching up to do.”
“Well, it’s a pleasure to meet you and to see how well you’re doing. Marcello is thrilled to have you here.”
“Most of the time anyway,” she said with a wink.
I liked her immediately and hoped I would age with the same beauty and grace.
* * * *
Once at Marcello’s Ristorante, I followed Marcello to the back so we could eat in the privacy of his office.
“Still the best Italian food I’ve ever eaten,” I said as I took another bite of the spinach lasagna.
“But of course,” he said.
“So how’s Janice getting on?” I asked.
“Have you heard from her?”
“No, I haven’t.”
“She moved out to Seattle, something you set in motion, it seems.” He wiped his mouth with a cloth napkin, awaiting my response.
“I wouldn’t go so far as to say that, but … I thought they needed each other and maybe they both had changed enough to make it work. Is she living with Luke?”
“No. I helped her get settled and find a job as an assistant manager in a restaurant out there. Last I heard she and Luke were taking things slowly.”
“That seems wise,” I said, and placed my fork down on the plate.
“She left you something she asked me to give to you,” Marcello said, handing me a wrapped, narrow rectangular box.
Not thinking, I opened the box in front of Marcello and exposed a glass phallus with a raised blue swirl wrapped around the shaft. I turned the box upside down and a note slipped out.
Dear Jane,
Thank you again for all of your kindness and support. I miss you. Hope to see you when I’m in town for a visit. This particular novel apparatus helped me squirt for the first time. Try it anally for an explosive orgasm. ;)
Smiling as I write this and remembering our great times together,
Janice
I busted out laughing and probably blushed at the same time, intrigued by my new toy. After regaining my composure I said, “What about you? Any new women in your life? What about the woman whose picture I found in your drawer?”
“My mother has been a full-time occupation.”
“She seemed rather self-sufficient to me,” I said, raising my eyebrows in question.
“You can’t fix everyone up with a tidy bow.”
“Yes, I know that. Of course I do. I just want you to be happy.”
“Are you?”
“I have my days and mostly I am.” I leaned into the chair, rearranging the napkin on my lap.
“And Chase?”
I glanced up and said, “I’m starting to think that won’t happen. I haven’t heard from him in a while.”
“May I ask why?”
“Well ... I had sex with Luke the night I saw him, and Chase can’t get past it.”
“And how did you leave it?” Marcello said. He took my hand in his and I felt the warmth of his caress.
“He asked for space, and I’ve been giving it to him.” I glimpsed at his large hand dwarfing mine.
“Can I give you a piece of unsolicited advice?”
“Yes, I could use some,” I said, seeing the compassion in his eyes.
“If you want to be with him, let him know.”
“He knows.”
“Tell him again. Let him see you so he can realize what a stupid, and I mean colossally stupid mistake he is making.”
“I’ll be sure to tell him,” I said, laughing. “I’m not sure that will help my case.”
“Trust me; it’s a lot easier for him to think he doesn’t need you if he doesn’t have to see you standing right in front of him.”
“I do trust you, and thank you, Marcello. I don’t know if this is hard for you, but I so appreciate your staying open to friendship.”
“It would be much harder for me if we lost touch.”
“Thank you,” I said, tears pooling in my eyes as I threw myself into his arms, hugging him tightly.
“I will never forget our time together, bella.”
I pulled away, smiled through my tears and said, “Neither will I.”
Although Marcello’s love wasn’t a long-term answer for me, I had found good love with him, unlike with Luke.
Would Chase give me the chance for the long-term love my heart longed for? Would he continue to push me away? I decided to trust Marcello’s advice and give it another shot. I had nothing to lose.
After Marcello drove me back to Parker’s, I dropped my purse in the car and ran into the house. I prepped myself for sex, shaving my pussy smooth but leaving the pathway I had let grow in over my mound. It might be wishful thinking but I even used a fleet to clean myself out. I prayed Chase would take me back and then do all the sexy, kinky things I had fantasized about and he’d alluded to.
Hopping into my new car, I headed straight over to Chase’s place. Halfway there I realized I had no way to get into his apartment without an elevator key. Undaunted, I knew I could just text him from downstairs. It would be harder to turn me away if he knew I stood downstairs waiting.
I smiled when I saw his SUV parked in the usual spot. Reaching into the console, I picked up my phone. Now I just needed to come up with the perfect words to text. Finally I settled on the chorus from The Clash song, “Should I Stay or Should I Go.” My heart beat wildly. Would he tell me to go? I ended the text with the words, “I’m down in the parking garage, waiting by the elevator.”
After locking up the car, I hurried to the elevator with my purse over my shoulder. With growing impatience, I waited for the chime to alert me to an incoming text. Nothing. I pictured him pacing his blond hardwood floors, contemplating what to do with me. Practically hyperventilating, I almost fainted when the elevator dinged its arrival.
Instead of Chase, an old man with a receding hairline stepped forth. I hovered on the verge of hysteria. Jumping in place a few times to dispel the chaotic energy that rioted through me, I willed myself to settle down.
Just as I had started to pace in small circles because standing in one spot seemed impossible, the elevator dinged a second time. The doors opened in slow motion, and there stood Chase, the man I had grown to love.
“You came,” I croaked, forcing myself not to launch myself at him. He didn’t say anything so I rushed on, “I couldn’t wait any longer.”
“I won’t share you,” he said. He leaned against the elevator doorframe, waiting for my answer.
“Or I, you,” I said.
“Okay, then,” he said, reaching for my hand as he gazed into my eyes.
“That’s it?”
“To answer your question, you should definitely stay.” He took my hand in his, hugging me to him. As the elevator ascended, he brought my hand to his face and kissed my palm, rubbing my fingers against his cheek.
“Were you ever going to come for me?”
“If I hadn’t, Parker would’ve cut off my balls.”
“I told her to stay out of it.” I shook my head. “So is that why I have regained access to the inner sanctum?”
“No,” Chase laughed.
“I want to see you naked again.” He kissed the end of my nose.
I playfully punched his shoulder and said, “That’s the only reason?”
“Well, you were pretty excellent with that mouth of yours too.” His eyes crinkled at the side as a smile spread across his face.
“I’ve wanted to kiss that secret smile off your face for a long time.”
His expression abruptly changed, and he forced me against the side elevator. “I have dreamt of your kisses,” he muttered, just before ravening my lips.
All the pent-up energy mixing with his sumptuously manly scent had my body responding before my mind could catch up. The circuitous odyssey of experience had landed me in the arms of a man who stimulated not only my voracious libido, but inspired me to open my heart. My nipples nudged against the confines of my bra. My panties, no longer merely damp, clung against my mound.
Pushing me higher and deeper, he tugged me upward into the clouds with each gentle stroke of his tongue and caress of his lips. Then together we went into free fall, as he softly and slowly kissed my eyes, forehead, and cheeks.
With my eyes still closed, head tilted against the wall of the lift, I said, “Maybe we should give up the elevator to the other apartment dwellers? Just a thought.”
He kissed my lips roughly and said, “Good idea. I’ll have more room to give you a proper spanking.”
“I’ve been a very bad girl,” I said, opening my eyes just in time to see the desire flare in his.
“Yes, you have,” he said, as he reached over to press the 8 button, causing the doors to finally open. We went straight to his bedroom.
“I love you,” I said.
He brushed my hair from my face with both hands, and locked them around the back of my head. Nipping his way up my neck, he caused me to gasp. He then pushed me down to my knees in front of him, and I knew what he wanted from me. The very thing I wanted to give.
I unbuckled his belt, fumbling in my haste to free his cock for my enjoyment. Yanking his Dockers off his hips, I exposed a circle of wetness on his boxers. Precum topped his gorgeous cock as I stripped him of his clothes. I gazed up at Chase before dipping my tongue to taste my new elixir of life. I held the base of his cock and dragged his bulbous head downward past my awaiting lips. My desire to please him with my mouth heightened my own craving.
I lapped at the top of the head, tapping the tip of my tongue on the crevice that seemed to be crying in joy. Desiring more of his taste, I wrapped my mouth around the head of his cock and sucked deeply. My hands kneaded his thighs, working closer and closer to his shaft and testicles. Taking each in hand, I danced my palms in rhythm with my mouth as I raised and swirled my tongue. His cock thrilled me, as did the firm balls I manipulated with my fingers. My mouth traveled up and down as I pumped his shaft, circling my tongue all the while. His scent perked my nipples and caused a powerful wave of lust to surge through me.
“Your mouth is a marvel, but there are other places I need to visit before cumming.”
“I’ve never been with a man who has precum like yours,” I replied.
“What do you think?” he asked, a slight grin playing at his mouth.
I licked my lips and said, “Oh, so yummy, I want more, please.”
He laughed and said, “You and I are going to have a lot of fun together.” He spun me around and pushed me face down on the bed with my feet still on the floor. “Spanking time!”
Slipping off my sandals, he trailed a single fingernail down the center of each foot, making me giggle. My skirt and panties came off together as he lifted my hips off the bed.
“Change of plans,” he said, flipping me onto my back. “Your pussy smells so good I have to taste you now.”
I shimmied to the top of the bed and removed my shirt and bra.
“You are a veritable playground, and oh man, I want to be everywhere at once,” he said, as he pulled off his shirt and covered my body with his.
“What do you think of these?” I asked as I teasingly tugged on my nipple piercings.
“They make my cock even harder. Watch,” he said, resting his already erect phallus against my thigh. He sucked my right nipple into his mouth and twisted the ring with his teeth. We both watched his shaft twitch and strain.
“We’re definitely keeping them,” I groaned.
“Yes, indeedy.”
He nursed the other side, causing me to arch up, and then laid a blazing trail of kisses downward until he nuzzled between my thighs and pussy. He laid his head on my leg and tracked his fingers through my moist cove. “So, so wet,” he murmured. I could feel his heated breath flow over me, driving me even higher.
The first time his tongue met my clit I wanted to praise the god I don’t believe in and thank him for the miracle before me. I had finally found a man who wouldn’t twist me in knots or try to control my life. I closed my eyes in appreciation of Chase and his talented tongue.
By the second lick, the world fell away and my body took control. She stuck the flag in the peak of the mountain, glorying in her success and lording her mastery over my mind.
Enraptured by Chase’s lapping of my essence, I cried out when he tugged the ring on my left nipple. The dual sensations of pleasure set off my very first release, and I came, screaming out, “Oh … yes, Chase, just like that … don’t stop, please, please, just like that. Take me there, oh god, oh yes and here we gooooooooo!” I opened my eyes wide as the orgasm ripped me apart. Bright white light shot out like the final explosion of a dying star. I lay panting, trying to gather the pieces of myself back to the whole.
“That was awesome. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a woman cum so hard. You never told me you were so loud.”
“Am I?” I said, laughing, still floating in the high of my incredible orgasm.
“Oh, yeah, and the way you clenched and writhed and groaned. Fuck that was sexy.”
I blushed from his adoration but not in embarrassment.
“Now I want to spank that cute bottom of yours.”
“Are you sure you’re up to the task?”
He rose to his knees and glanced down. “More than.”
I couldn’t help myself. The sexy bead of precum beckoned me and I captured his meaty cock in my warm, welcoming mouth.
“Trying to distract me?” he said. “So very bad.”
Kneeling, he dislodged his dick with a pop and easily swung me across his knees. My head draped over the side of him and my knees rested on the mattress, leaving my ass raised in the air. I laughed hysterically and wiggled my butt in front of him.
“You think I’m joking,” he said, his voice rough with arousal.
Then came the first swat and I knew he meant business. “Oh fuck,” I said as my pussy flushed with desire.
And then he began his mantra as he administered my spanking. “I … will … not … share … you, I … will … not … share … you.” Those were blessed words to me.
I lost track of the number of slaps, but it hurt just enough to make my ass red and cause my pussy juices to drip onto his thighs.
“Whoa, dude, I didn’t think you had it in you.”
“You haven’t seen anything yet,” he said with a wink.
“I think I'm going to like this,” I said, twitching my eyebrows with a happy grin.
“No doubt.”
Without words, he maneuvered me so that my ass now faced him. Spreading my butt cheeks, he tracked his tongue from my saturated entrance to my anal bud.
“Oh god,” I moaned and gripped the sheets.
Then he reached around to massage my clit as he rimmed my asshole. I extended my arm and took his cock into my hand, using my fingers to rub his cum over and around his head. His tongue journeyed from my clit to my ass and back, as his fingers played with the opposite end. The heightened interplay had me quickly at the edge of another orgasm.
“I’m close,” I said.
“I want us to come together this time,” he said, stopping his delectable entrancement. “Are
you on birth control?” he asked.
“Yes,” I said as I flopped onto my side, gazing up at him.
“Be right back,” he said, and left the room.
Sensual music began to play and less than a minute later he carried in one of the dining room chairs with no arms. He placed it near the bed and spread a towel over the cushion. Sitting down on the seat, he beckoned me over to him.
Finally free to really participate in sex, I danced my way over to him in slow sultry gyrations. I channeled Janice, imitating her luscious moves, swiveling my hips in time with the song. Straddling his lap, I dropped ever so slowly, poising my breasts right under his nose. His groans encouraged me.
Palming my tits, he brought both of my large nipples close together. His sucking made me cry out my own song.
“Oh yes … oh yes,” I said, as I continued to sway my hips from side to side, dipping down with each beat of the music.
We sought each other’s mouths as I engulfed his cock that he held in position under my pussy. Once fully seated, we broke the kiss and moaned as one, our eyes locked in luscious connection.
His girth thrilled me and rubbed all the right places. Clutching my waist, he ruled the pace of our union as I continued to sway my hips. Up and down I went until the fervor grew into frenzy, and I clutched the back of the chair, grinding my hips down onto his rigid cock. Rising only slightly before crashing down, I reveled in the exquisite friction on my clit.
“So fucking sexy, Jane. I’m in love with your abandon and your wicked wavy hair.” Circling his arms around my shoulders, he buried his hands in my curls, using his grip as leverage.
Each pounding of my clit brought me closer and closer to the tipping point, but I didn’t want our first time to end too quickly. We slowed our pace for a few more strokes, but soon found ourselves as unrestrained as before. I tilted my hips downward, causing my bulbous pearl to hitch against his pubic bone. Releasing my hair, he suddenly pulled my knees upward, making all of my weight rest on his lap. Then he clutched my shoulders as he drove into me.
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