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I spent the next six months in Europe, training and touring. I then had three training sessions in Florida. Once, in Jacksonville, I thought I saw Taylor. But the girl disappeared before I could make sure. Then back to headquarters in California. Two weeks of R&R in wine country. When I returned to my office there was a ticket and itinerary for my next session, Denver. I needed to be there tomorrow morning.
My secretary said the course materials were already there and waiting for me. I took my suitcase and training materials and headed for the airport.
The flight was uneventful and the hotel room was great, a suite. Cool! I should do last minute conferences more often. I ate dinner in my room double checking the materials.
It was a three-day course, meeting here in the hotel. It was late July and Denver is a nice place to walk around in during the summer. Lots of little shops and cafés. I left the hotel for lunch every day and had dinner in a different café every night.
It was on the last day of the conference that I went to a little café and sat outside. I had just ordered when a girl sat at the table across from me. From what I could see, she was beautiful. She was small with narrow hips and long multi colored hair. It was dark blue on top then faded to medium blue, then light blue, then light green. The last five inches morphed to a beautiful sea green. It was also curly. The effect was not unlike going from the sky to the ocean.
My food arrived and drew my attention from the girl. Just as I took my first bite, I heard the girl speak.
"Hello Ethan," she said without turning around.
I almost choked on my food. She turned around. It was Taylor. I had to fight to keep the tears in check. She stood up and walked over. I could see the tears in her eyes.
"Mind if I sit here?" she asked pointing to the chair across from me.
"No. Not at all. Please, please join me," I stuttered.
"Here? In public?" she giggled. "Are you stalking me? First in Jacksonville and now you're here. In my city."
"Then that was you," I said.
"Yes. I'm sorry I ran away, but I just didn't think I could handle seeing you again," she cried.
"But, you're here. What changed?" I asked.
"Well. I've actually been stalking you. For two days now. I know you're leaving tomorrow and I wanted to see you again before you had to leave," she explained.
"You're partly right. The conference is over today, but I'm not leaving until Sunday. But, if that's a problem, I can leave sooner," I said.
"No. No. That's not what I meant," she said. "This is not working out like I wanted it too."
"Hey. Slow down. Let's talk," I said taking her hand.
She curled her fingers around my hand and squeezed me. I was getting excited. She looked me in the eyes.
"I want to talk to you. I want to explain why I've been stalking you," she said. "But, it will take more time than you have before you must get back. Can we meet after you're done?"
"Sure. I'd like that. Should we meet at a restaurant?" I asked.
She leaned close to me. "How about your room?" she whispered.
I stared at her. "I want to talk and get naked with you again."
"You really want that?" I whispered.
"Definitely!" she said. "I'll meet you at six. And, since this is my city, I'll bring dinner."
She leaned over and kissed me good bye and then disappeared.
She hadn't even asked for my room number. She really was stalking me. I looked at my watch. No time to eat. I paid my check and hurried back to the hotel.
The afternoon session went on for what seemed like days. Finally, it ended at a little past five. Why is it that when you're in a hurry, they always have questions?
I hurried back to my room. Time for a quick shower and then try to relax and look casual. I dressed in slacks and a polo shirt.
At five minutes to six, there was a knock on my door. I was tempted to wait a few seconds and then yell 'who is it?', but I didn't. I opened the door quickly. There stood Taylor wearing a tank top, skinny jeans and heels.
"Please come in," I said.
She giggled and handed me a large paper bag with handles.
"What's this?" I asked.
"Dinner!" she replied. "I hope you like Mac & Cheese."
"I do," I said.
"It's from Mizuna's and it's a little different. No bacon or cheddar here, lobster and mascarpone."
She closed the door and took my hand. We walked over to the table and she took the bag. She set it on the floor and went to set the table. When she bent over, I got a great view of her gorgeous ass. I reached out and stroked it. She didn't react, but finished setting up for dinner.
"I think you're a little over dressed for dinner," she said as she undid my pants.
Very quickly she had me naked. I reached for her. She stepped back.
"Just what do you think you're doing?" she asked.
"It's not fair if I'm naked and you're not," I chided.
"Well, life's not fair now is it?" she said. "But, since I took two things off you, you can take two things off me. What two?"
"Are you wearing a bra?"
"Yes."
"Okay then, your top and your bra."
She raised her arms in surrender. I slid her tank top off to reveal a deep purple bra. When I reached around to unhook her bra, she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. She leaned back, shrugged her shoulders and the bra fell to the ground.
"Wow!" I exhaled.
"You like?" she asked. "I had it pierced a few weeks ago. Just after I got back from Florida."
A small barbell was embedded through her left nipple. The gold color highlighted her dark pink nipple.
"I like. May I touch it?" I asked.
"Of course. I did it for you. You can even kiss it if you want," she cooed.
I leaned forward taking her nipple in my mouth. I licked and sucked it. The feeling of metal was different, nice, but different. As I loved her nipple, Taylor spoke.
"When I ran away in Florida, I made up my mind that if I ever saw you again, I would talk to you. And I will, but first we need to eat. Dinner." There was a long pause before she added. "And each other."
I backed away, looked at her and then pulled out a chair for her. She sat and I sat across from her. We talked about what we had been doing for the last months. When I told her I was in London she said she was there too, but two weeks later.
The Mac & Cheese was wonderful. I had never thought of putting lobster in it, but it was good. When we finished, Taylor walked over to me and took my hand. She led me to the bed and we laid down. She had kicked off her heels. I was still naked and she was still wearing jeans.
"I get dessert first," she said as she engulfed my cock in her warm sweet mouth.
She swallowed it all and then licked the shaft and balls. She teased me for a good five minutes before taking me back in her mouth. God, I missed her. She alternated between deep-throating me and sucking on just my cock-head.
"Oh God! You're so very good at this," I moaned.
She continued to suck me and then switched to just throat-fucking herself. I was getting close.
"Argh! Umm! Yes! Fuck! I'm so close!" I yelled. "I'm cumming!"
The first two shots went straight down her throat. The next four ended in her mouth. When she was sure I finished, she sat up. She opened her mouth, drooled some out, slurped it back and swallowed.
"You still taste great!" she said.
I pulled her to me and kissed her deeply.
"I sure do," I said.
She squealed as I pushed her onto her back and reached for the snap on her jeans. I held them and pulled as she wiggled out of them. Her panties matched the bra on the floor in the other room.
"Are you ready for another surprise?" she giggled.
What this time? Had she pierced her clitoral hood? Her labia?
"With you? I'm ready for anything," I stated.
She removed her panties. She had dyed her blonde bush to match her hair. It was no longer trimmed to a V either. She had grown it out and shaved only around her pussy lips. It was the most erotic sight I ever saw.
"Holy fuck! That is so hot! You could make an impotent man hard!" I exclaimed.
"Well then. Don't just sit there staring, eat me," she demanded.
And eat her I did. I licked, sucked and nibbled on her cunt-lips and clit. Soon she was writhing on the bed.
"Oh fuck! I missed your mouth and fingers so much," she moaned.
I inserted two fingers in her and twisted to reach her G-spot. I sucked her clit and I finger-fucked her cunt.
"Ugh! Argh! Yes! Oh fuck! Umm! Do me! Finger my cunt! Yes! Fuck yes!" she moaned.
I continued, bringing her to the brink and then backing off.
"Oh shit! Yes! Argh! Don't stop!" she said.
I went on the assault again. Pounding harder and sucking and nibbling on her clit. She was close.
"Yes! My! Cunt! I'm Close! I Need! Need to! To! Cum!" she gasped. "Yes! Right there! Yes! Oh fuck! I'm cumming!"
She drenched my mouth and hand with cream. While I sucked and licked her clean, she took my hand to her mouth and licked it clean.
"You taste better than I do," I said.
"Well, maybe," she said.
I cuddled up next to her.
"You said you wanted to talk to me after we ate. Well, we ate, dinner and each other. New we can talk. Do you want to talk naked in bed? Or do you want to get dressed and sit in the other room?" I asked.
"I want to fuck. I want to make sweet passion love to my man," she said.
"We can do that. But, after you spill. What do you have to say to me?" I chided.
"Promise you'll make love with me? Even if you don't like what I say?" she asked.
"I promise. I can't think of anything you could say that would stop me except asking me not to," I stated.
"Okay then. Here goes. Everything I told you during dinner was true, but I left one thing out. When I was in Florida, I spent one night in bed with a girl I know. She's a lesbian. We had sex. I guess I was curious about what fucking a girl would be like. It was okay. Not great. You would think that a girl should be better than a man when it comes to eating pussy."
I snickered.
"Okay smartass, how did you get so great at eating pussy?" she asked.
"You're changing the subject," I said. "But, since you asked. My wife. She was bisexual."
"You mean she cheated on you?" Taylor gasped.
"No. Never. Cheating would mean that I didn't know. I knew she was bi when we married. I knew that she had a female lover. When I asked her to marry me, I told her that she should still have a sexual and personal relationship with her lover."
"Wow! You really are special. You let your wife fuck a girl and you eat your own cum."
"Hey you. Back on track," I chided.
"Right! Well except for that one girl, I haven't had sex since I left Chicago. Not that I didn't have offers, but I just didn't want to. I wanted to think. About us. There I said it out loud. I have thought about us. I thought about being together and not just a couple of times a year. I mean together. Traveling as a couple. Sharing our lives. The good and the bad."
She broke free of our embrace and looked at me.
"Well? Say something," she said, tears in her eyes.
"Wow!" I breathed. "Let me think for a second."
"No!" she demanded. "If you have to think, think out loud." Tears were streaming from her eyes.
"The thought of leaving you again, an earth bound angel, was not something I was prepared to do. But what about school?"
"I could always take the G.E.D., but I prefer to use home schooling. They mail me assignments and I take tests and mail them back."
"What about other people? What will they think?" I questioned.
"Fuck them. Let them think whatever they want. They can think I'm your niece or your daughter. Hell, they can even think I'm a whore. I don't care," she raised her voice.
I took her in my arms and kissed her tears.
"Taylor, my little angel, I love you. I want to be with you forever. If I have to leave Denver without you, I know it will break my heart."
"I love you too, Ethan. And if you even try to leave without me, I'll follow you. I'll stalk you until you relent and take me," she said. "Now, take me. Make love to me."
We made love all night.
I spent the next six months in Europe, training and touring. I then had three training sessions in Florida. Once, in Jacksonville, I thought I saw Taylor. But the girl disappeared before I could make sure. Then back to headquarters in California. Two weeks of R&R in wine country. When I returned to my office there was a ticket and itinerary for my next session, Denver. I needed to be there tomorrow morning.
My secretary said the course materials were already there and waiting for me. I took my suitcase and training materials and headed for the airport.
The flight was uneventful and the hotel room was great, a suite. Cool! I should do last minute conferences more often. I ate dinner in my room double checking the materials.
It was a three-day course, meeting here in the hotel. It was late July and Denver is a nice place to walk around in during the summer. Lots of little shops and cafés. I left the hotel for lunch every day and had dinner in a different café every night.
It was on the last day of the conference that I went to a little café and sat outside. I had just ordered when a girl sat at the table across from me. From what I could see, she was beautiful. She was small with narrow hips and long multi colored hair. It was dark blue on top then faded to medium blue, then light blue, then light green. The last five inches morphed to a beautiful sea green. It was also curly. The effect was not unlike going from the sky to the ocean.
My food arrived and drew my attention from the girl. Just as I took my first bite, I heard the girl speak.
"Hello Ethan," she said without turning around.
I almost choked on my food. She turned around. It was Taylor. I had to fight to keep the tears in check. She stood up and walked over. I could see the tears in her eyes.
"Mind if I sit here?" she asked pointing to the chair across from me.
"No. Not at all. Please, please join me," I stuttered.
"Here? In public?" she giggled. "Are you stalking me? First in Jacksonville and now you're here. In my city."
"Then that was you," I said.
"Yes. I'm sorry I ran away, but I just didn't think I could handle seeing you again," she cried.
"But, you're here. What changed?" I asked.
"Well. I've actually been stalking you. For two days now. I know you're leaving tomorrow and I wanted to see you again before you had to leave," she explained.
"You're partly right. The conference is over today, but I'm not leaving until Sunday. But, if that's a problem, I can leave sooner," I said.
"No. No. That's not what I meant," she said. "This is not working out like I wanted it too."
"Hey. Slow down. Let's talk," I said taking her hand.
She curled her fingers around my hand and squeezed me. I was getting excited. She looked me in the eyes.
"I want to talk to you. I want to explain why I've been stalking you," she said. "But, it will take more time than you have before you must get back. Can we meet after you're done?"
"Sure. I'd like that. Should we meet at a restaurant?" I asked.
She leaned close to me. "How about your room?" she whispered.
I stared at her. "I want to talk and get naked with you again."
"You really want that?" I whispered.
"Definitely!" she said. "I'll meet you at six. And, since this is my city, I'll bring dinner."
She leaned over and kissed me good bye and then disappeared.
She hadn't even asked for my room number. She really was stalking me. I looked at my watch. No time to eat. I paid my check and hurried back to the hotel.
The afternoon session went on for what seemed like days. Finally, it ended at a little past five. Why is it that when you're in a hurry, they always have questions?
I hurried back to my room. Time for a quick shower and then try to relax and look casual. I dressed in slacks and a polo shirt.
At five minutes to six, there was a knock on my door. I was tempted to wait a few seconds and then yell 'who is it?', but I didn't. I opened the door quickly. There stood Taylor wearing a tank top, skinny jeans and heels.
"Please come in," I said.
She giggled and handed me a large paper bag with handles.
"What's this?" I asked.
"Dinner!" she replied. "I hope you like Mac & Cheese."
"I do," I said.
"It's from Mizuna's and it's a little different. No bacon or cheddar here, lobster and mascarpone."
She closed the door and took my hand. We walked over to the table and she took the bag. She set it on the floor and went to set the table. When she bent over, I got a great view of her gorgeous ass. I reached out and stroked it. She didn't react, but finished setting up for dinner.
"I think you're a little over dressed for dinner," she said as she undid my pants.
Very quickly she had me naked. I reached for her. She stepped back.
"Just what do you think you're doing?" she asked.
"It's not fair if I'm naked and you're not," I chided.
"Well, life's not fair now is it?" she said. "But, since I took two things off you, you can take two things off me. What two?"
"Are you wearing a bra?"
"Yes."
"Okay then, your top and your bra."
She raised her arms in surrender. I slid her tank top off to reveal a deep purple bra. When I reached around to unhook her bra, she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. She leaned back, shrugged her shoulders and the bra fell to the ground.
"Wow!" I exhaled.
"You like?" she asked. "I had it pierced a few weeks ago. Just after I got back from Florida."
A small barbell was embedded through her left nipple. The gold color highlighted her dark pink nipple.
"I like. May I touch it?" I asked.
"Of course. I did it for you. You can even kiss it if you want," she cooed.
I leaned forward taking her nipple in my mouth. I licked and sucked it. The feeling of metal was different, nice, but different. As I loved her nipple, Taylor spoke.
"When I ran away in Florida, I made up my mind that if I ever saw you again, I would talk to you. And I will, but first we need to eat. Dinner." There was a long pause before she added. "And each other."
I backed away, looked at her and then pulled out a chair for her. She sat and I sat across from her. We talked about what we had been doing for the last months. When I told her I was in London she said she was there too, but two weeks later.
The Mac & Cheese was wonderful. I had never thought of putting lobster in it, but it was good. When we finished, Taylor walked over to me and took my hand. She led me to the bed and we laid down. She had kicked off her heels. I was still naked and she was still wearing jeans.
"I get dessert first," she said as she engulfed my cock in her warm sweet mouth.
She swallowed it all and then licked the shaft and balls. She teased me for a good five minutes before taking me back in her mouth. God, I missed her. She alternated between deep-throating me and sucking on just my cock-head.
"Oh God! You're so very good at this," I moaned.
She continued to suck me and then switched to just throat-fucking herself. I was getting close.
"Argh! Umm! Yes! Fuck! I'm so close!" I yelled. "I'm cumming!"
The first two shots went straight down her throat. The next four ended in her mouth. When she was sure I finished, she sat up. She opened her mouth, drooled some out, slurped it back and swallowed.
"You still taste great!" she said.
I pulled her to me and kissed her deeply.
"I sure do," I said.
She squealed as I pushed her onto her back and reached for the snap on her jeans. I held them and pulled as she wiggled out of them. Her panties matched the bra on the floor in the other room.
"Are you ready for another surprise?" she giggled.
What this time? Had she pierced her clitoral hood? Her labia?
"With you? I'm ready for anything," I stated.
She removed her panties. She had dyed her blonde bush to match her hair. It was no longer trimmed to a V either. She had grown it out and shaved only around her pussy lips. It was the most erotic sight I ever saw.
"Holy fuck! That is so hot! You could make an impotent man hard!" I exclaimed.
"Well then. Don't just sit there staring, eat me," she demanded.
And eat her I did. I licked, sucked and nibbled on her cunt-lips and clit. Soon she was writhing on the bed.
"Oh fuck! I missed your mouth and fingers so much," she moaned.
I inserted two fingers in her and twisted to reach her G-spot. I sucked her clit and I finger-fucked her cunt.
"Ugh! Argh! Yes! Oh fuck! Umm! Do me! Finger my cunt! Yes! Fuck yes!" she moaned.
I continued, bringing her to the brink and then backing off.
"Oh shit! Yes! Argh! Don't stop!" she said.
I went on the assault again. Pounding harder and sucking and nibbling on her clit. She was close.
"Yes! My! Cunt! I'm Close! I Need! Need to! To! Cum!" she gasped. "Yes! Right there! Yes! Oh fuck! I'm cumming!"
She drenched my mouth and hand with cream. While I sucked and licked her clean, she took my hand to her mouth and licked it clean.
"You taste better than I do," I said.
"Well, maybe," she said.
I cuddled up next to her.
"You said you wanted to talk to me after we ate. Well, we ate, dinner and each other. New we can talk. Do you want to talk naked in bed? Or do you want to get dressed and sit in the other room?" I asked.
"I want to fuck. I want to make sweet passion love to my man," she said.
"We can do that. But, after you spill. What do you have to say to me?" I chided.
"Promise you'll make love with me? Even if you don't like what I say?" she asked.
"I promise. I can't think of anything you could say that would stop me except asking me not to," I stated.
"Okay then. Here goes. Everything I told you during dinner was true, but I left one thing out. When I was in Florida, I spent one night in bed with a girl I know. She's a lesbian. We had sex. I guess I was curious about what fucking a girl would be like. It was okay. Not great. You would think that a girl should be better than a man when it comes to eating pussy."
I snickered.
"Okay smartass, how did you get so great at eating pussy?" she asked.
"You're changing the subject," I said. "But, since you asked. My wife. She was bisexual."
"You mean she cheated on you?" Taylor gasped.
"No. Never. Cheating would mean that I didn't know. I knew she was bi when we married. I knew that she had a female lover. When I asked her to marry me, I told her that she should still have a sexual and personal relationship with her lover."
"Wow! You really are special. You let your wife fuck a girl and you eat your own cum."
"Hey you. Back on track," I chided.
"Right! Well except for that one girl, I haven't had sex since I left Chicago. Not that I didn't have offers, but I just didn't want to. I wanted to think. About us. There I said it out loud. I have thought about us. I thought about being together and not just a couple of times a year. I mean together. Traveling as a couple. Sharing our lives. The good and the bad."
She broke free of our embrace and looked at me.
"Well? Say something," she said, tears in her eyes.
"Wow!" I breathed. "Let me think for a second."
"No!" she demanded. "If you have to think, think out loud." Tears were streaming from her eyes.
"The thought of leaving you again, an earth bound angel, was not something I was prepared to do. But what about school?"
"I could always take the G.E.D., but I prefer to use home schooling. They mail me assignments and I take tests and mail them back."
"What about other people? What will they think?" I questioned.
"Fuck them. Let them think whatever they want. They can think I'm your niece or your daughter. Hell, they can even think I'm a whore. I don't care," she raised her voice.
I took her in my arms and kissed her tears.
"Taylor, my little angel, I love you. I want to be with you forever. If I have to leave Denver without you, I know it will break my heart."
"I love you too, Ethan. And if you even try to leave without me, I'll follow you. I'll stalk you until you relent and take me," she said. "Now, take me. Make love to me."
We made love all night.
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