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"Some ladies don't like it."
"Not me," she said, as she rubbed his cum into her tits.
"And the name?"
"The name?"
"Yes, you were going to guess what the name my slutty lab rat at Davis used for my cock."
"Oh yes. I forgot. That's what we were doing, weren't we. Guessing names. Oh god, I don't know." . . . "Sir Spurts a Lot?"
They both broke up laughing at the absurdity of her guess.
She looked up at him and said, "I think I will just have to fuck you a few more times to get it. But right now, I have papers to grade and a dinner party to go to."
He smiled. "But you were going to get flowers for the dinner. I wouldn't want you to take a bottle of Ripple to someone who has the best wine cellar in Nevada County. Come on. Let's take a tour of the greenhouse. We'll find something nice." He started for the door.
"Okay, but let me get dressed."
"Wait. Dressed? How do I do that?" she asked. Her head was still in a bit of a fog.
"Where did you throw my clothes an hour ago?" she asked him.
"Don't worry. We'll find them, but now lets go tour the greenhouse and find you some nice flowers. I walk around naked in here all the time."
"Really?"
"Sure. It's my greenhouse."
So they toured the greenhouse naked. The papers didn't get graded that afternoon, but Susan did manage to get to her dinner party in Grass Valley that evening.
She took the red Azaleas he had suggested in the first five minutes she had been in the shop. Sometimes indecision has its benefits.
- COMMENTS
rayironyalmost 2 years agoBut we were both picking nits.
It's a well written satisfyingly erotic story that wins 5 stars.
MoMiner64Meteover 2 years agoCun, seamen is generated and delivered by the prostate. Sperm is added by the balls.
WindySwimmingabout 6 years agoLove the exposition as I have a few connections - raised in Concord, bartended in Orinda while attending Berkeley, all family parents, sisters, uncle & cousins Cal Alums & finally, high school classmate, a retired teacher, lives in Grass Valley caring for his mom. Impressed with the female POV from a male writer. Kudos!
Anonymousabout 6 years agoThanks for that line. Reminded me of my (deceased) wife and one of her favorite moves to get me in the mood. We would be sharing a standing embrace -- my arms around her waist, her arms around my neck, and her huge knockers pressed firmly against my chest. Then, with a twinkle in her eye, she would take one step back and slowly turn back and forth while still in my arms. Feeling just the tips of her 40DDs brushing against my chest would make my cock harder than steel, and within minutes we'd be fucking each other's brains out. Thanks for the mammaries! (Oops -- "memories"!)
Anonymousabout 6 years agoWhat a delicious sexy story---must now read some of your other stories. Gave you a 5.
