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Chapter Three - Our First Weekend Together
When I awoke the next morning, the sun was shining brightly into Grace's
bedroom. She sat on the edge of her bed, gently stroking my face,
sipping a cup of coffee as she smiled sweetly. "Good morning Sleepy
Head," she said. "Did you sleep well?"
I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. "Mmmm. Yeah. I think I did. What
time is it?" I asked.
She smiled. "Almost noon. I didn't think you'd ever wake up. Too much
to drink last night?" she teased. "You had quite a few Cosmos."
I smiled back. "Yeah, they were quite good."
"Hey, I just received a call from my boss. He's in town from Houston
this weekend and needs me to come down to the office today to help with a
few matters. I was wondering if you'd like to stick around and maybe we
could do something together tonight? You know, take it easy and hang out
alone? I know last night was a little crazy for you. You were such a
good sport. I'd like to make it up to you."
The difference in tone between this morning and last night was stark.
Perhaps Grace just behaved a certain way when she was in the mood for
love. Her invitation to stick around sounded like a great idea to me.
But I didn't have any clean clothes or anything. I thought maybe I
should go home, and come back later when she was through with work. When
I suggested that, Grace pouted and said, "Darn! I was hoping you'd stick
around - be here when I got done." Then she brightened up. "I know!"
she declared. "I'll pick you up something to wear tonight. A surprise.
What do you say?"
I hated to say no to her. In truth, I seemed to be developing an
inability to say no to her. "Okay," I relented. "I'll stay."
"Oh goodie," she replied cheerfully, just like a little girl who thrilled
whenever she got her way. "Alright then. I have to run. You stay here
and relax. I'll be home in a few hours. There's coffee in the kitchen."
She leaned over and gave me soft kiss on my cheek and stood to leave.
Just as she was heading onto the elevator to leave, she called back to
me, "Danni?"
"Yeah?" I shouted back.
"Would you be a dear and straighten the place up a bit for me while I'm
gone? My girlfriends made quite a mess last night. I'd really
appreciate it. Bye!"
And then she disappeared. I staggered out of bed to get some coffee. I
looked around her apartment, and sure enough, the place was a mess. It
would take more than a little straightening to clean it up. I poured
myself some coffee and found some bread in the frig, toasted it, and
spread some jelly on it. I sat on the balcony and relaxed for just long
enough to drink my coffee and eat the toast. I decided I better get
moving on the cleanup. After gathering up all of the empty and half
empty glasses, I loaded them in the dishwasher. I then began picking up
ashtrays and other assorted trash from around the apartment. I found a
bottle of Windex and began wiping down all of the tables and countertops.
I'd been at it for a while, and the place was looking pretty darn good.
Grace was going to be pleasantly surprised, and I found that I was
pleased with myself for performing this task for her. Only one thing
needed to be done - vacuuming. I looked around, and finally found an
upright vacuum in the walk-in closet in her bedroom. While I was in
there, I looked around at the huge collection of clothing in her closet.
Grace had a style for every occasion. There was probably a four-foot
section of her closet that contained nothing but dressing gowns, many of
which had matching peignoirs. I smiled to myself, thinking it appeared I
was going to be the beneficiary of seeing her model the sexy gowns for
me, if last night was any indicator.
I plugged in the vacuum and set out to finish the job. I was still
vacuuming when the elevator door rang and Grace stepped out. She had a
few packages in her arms, and when I looked toward, her she was beaming.
"Oh my! How great is this Danni!? Lucky me to have my own personal maid
service! You have done a splendid job! I may just have to keep you
around," she kidded, clearly appreciative of my efforts. She walked over
and gave me a big hug and smooch on the cheek. "Thank you so much
Danni!" she said.
"You're welcome," I grinned, thrilled that I'd pleased her so.
"Ugh! I'm worn out. Do you mind if I grab a quick shower while you
finish up? There's wine in the refrigerator. Why don't you pour us each
a glass and I'll join you on the balcony in a few minutes?"
"Uh, okay," I said. She seemed very comfortable handing out orders to
me. Of course, I seemed only too happy to oblige her.
I heard the shower running in the bathroom when I returned the vacuum.
On the floor were the clothes Grace'd worn out that day. I'd noticed a
hamper in her closet so I picked up her clothes to put them in the
hamper. As I picked them up, the panties she had worn that day fell to
the floor. I picked them up and suddenly, I had this urge - an
uncontrollable urge - to sniff them. I looked toward the bathroom. She
was in the shower. I brought the panties to my nose and breathed in.
Mmmm. She had an amazing aroma. I turned them open to the crotch to get
a closer sniff. There was a crusty layer inside the gusset. I buried my
nose inside and inhaled. The unmistakable odor of Grace's pussy. Plus,
it smelled like, something else. I couldn't put my finger on it, but it
wasn't altogether unpleasant either. Urine possibly? I inhaled again.
Mmmm. Lovely! Just then the shower shut off, so I quickly stopped and
placed the panties, along with the other clothing items, in her hamper,
and then left her bedroom to pour the wine and to wait for Grace on her
balcony.
It was a beautiful evening. I was looking forward to spending it alone
with Grace. And hopefully, finally, something else. She'd promised to
make things up to for me being such a good sport the previous night.
Then I remembered she'd promised a surprise. I wondered what she'd done.
When Grace joined me she was wearing a pair of tight, pink nylon shorts
with a white tank top of similar material and matching sandals. The
pants fit so snugly that you could see the outline of her crotch. The
tank top was snug fitting as well, highlighting the absence of a bra.
Her nipples poked out seductively. She looked refreshed and comfortable.
I handed her a glass of wine and we clinked glasses. "You look
beautiful," I said. "I love your outfit."
"Thank you Danni. I'm so glad that you like it." Then, toasting me
back, she said, "To my amazing maid," she teased. "Thanks again for
doing such a great job cleaning up. I really do appreciate it. I bet
you would feel better after a shower too, after all of that work."
"Yeah," I agreed. "I think I would."
"Why don't you use mine?" she suggested. "It has all of the toiletries
you'll need. I even bought you a toothbrush today, and you can just use
some of my deodorant if you want. You know, strong enough for a man,
gentle enough for a woman! Ha! And I picked you up something clean to
wear today while I was out. I'll leave it on the bed for you."
"Sounds good," I said, and stood to go clean up.
The hot shower felt great. The only soap available was a lilac body
wash. I supposed it was better than nothing. When I stepped out of the
shower, Grace had left me a clean towel to dry off with. On the console
next to her sink was a can of shave cream and a throw away pink razor.
Next to them was a pink sticky note that read, "Do you mind?"
I assumed Grace wanted me smooth shaven. I didn't see why not, if that
was what she preferred. Once I'd shaved and combed my hair, I entered
her bedroom to get dressed. Lying on the bed was a pair of baby blue
nylon shorts, oddly similar to the pink ones Grace was wearing, and a
navy blue t-shirt of similar fabric. That couldn't be my surprise, I
thought to myself. I looked around for the clothes I'd been wearing, but
didn't see them anywhere.
I walked to her door and hollered out, "Grace? Have you seen my
clothes?"
"They're in the wash honey. I left you something to wear on the bed."
Seriously?! She wanted me to wear that skimpy outfit? "That was for
me?!" I asked with a tone of incredulousness.
"Yes! That's your surprise! Do you love it?!" she asked excitedly.
Not wanting to get the evening off to a rocky start, and not being able
to think of the real harm in it - we were alone after all - I replied,
"Sure! They're great!" What else could I do anyway - my clothes were
wet.
I went back in to her room to get dressed. The shorts fit loosely, thank
goodness. The t-shirt, on the other hand, seemed to be a size smaller
than I normally wore. I couldn't find a tag in the back to check. Damn!
It was too tight - at least for my taste. But, again, what else could I
do? There were no other options. I'd look even more ridiculous only
wearing the bottoms. So I decided to go with it. Next to the bed was a
pair of sandals for me to wear as well. Did she intentionally buy us
similar outfits I wondered?
When I walked out of the bedroom, Grace was on the telephone. As I
approached her she smiled at me, quickly said goodbye to whomever she was
talking to, and hung up. "Mmmm," she sighed. "Come here you! You look
adorable!"
'Adorable' was not exactly what I was looking for. As she pulled me
close, she hugged me and patted me on my rear end. "You look scrumptious
Danni! I may have to eat you up!"
That, however, sounded okay to me. Maybe the outfit wasn't so bad after
all. We sat down on her balcony and sipped our wine. Grace, it seemed
to me, looked far better in her outfit than I did in mine. It was, how
should I put it, well, ...feminine - and just looked like it was meant for
her.
She made me feel at ease though. We chatted and laughed and drank wine
into the evening. She'd served cheese and crackers as our evening
sustenance. Everything about the night was perfect. I had her all to
myself. And she gave me her undivided attention. As the evening drew
toward midnight, we were still enjoying each other's company. I wondered
when she was going to, as she'd said, "make it up to me for last night".
As if reading my mind, Grace stood and held her hand out to me. "Danni,
let's go to bed luv. How does that sound?"
I smiled broadly. "Sounds like a really good idea!" I agreed
enthusiastically.
As I stood, my penis, growing in anticipation, peeked out below the hem
of my shorts. I noticed Grace glance at it and smile. When we entered
her bedroom she walked toward her closet, "Excuse me," she teased
seductively, "while I change into something more comfortable."
I walked toward her large picture window and looked out at the night sky,
the moon glowing upon the Potomac River. When I turned around, Grace
stood in the dim light of her room wearing a sheer, black baby-doll with
a white lace cover. The fabric hid nothing. She looked enchanting.
I was speechless. She sauntered sexily to where I was standing.
Touching me softly on the cheek, she kissed me gently and sighed. She
directed me to her bed and gave me a little shove, causing me to fall
backward. She then climbed over top of me and looked me over with a
predatory gaze that told me I was in for something special. She reached
between my legs and grazed her fingernails over my penis on the outside
of the nylon shorts she'd had me wear. It felt good.
"Mmmm," she moaned. "That feels good? No?"
"Yes," I said. "Very good."
She continued to tenderly fondle me through the nylon. My erect penis
was poking out of the shorts, and every now and then, her hand would just
glance across my bare skin. Just as quickly she'd withdraw and massage
me through the shorts. She used her other hand to rub my chest through
my tight fitting t-shirt. Her nail flicked my nipple and I felt an odd
tingle. I let out a little involuntary moan and her eyes lit up.
"Ooooh! You like that Danni?" She flicked the other one, and soon I
could tell that my nipples were becoming erect.
"Oh Danni!" she exclaimed. "Your reactions are making me so hot! I need
you to go down on me for a while. Will you do that for me Danni?" she
pleaded.
I couldn't say no to her. I nodded my head. "Oh yes!" she groaned
appreciatively. Crawling up my chest, she straddled my head and lowered
herself slowly down to my mouth and hovered just within reach of my
tongue, forcing me to stretch upward to reach her. She was as wet as I'd
ever seen her. As she sank lower, I was able to slide my tongue inside
of her. She began alternately lifting and lowering her pussy onto my
mouth, assisting me as my tongue plunged in and out of her. Screaming as
she had her first orgasm of the night, she proclaimed, "Oh, oh Danni.
You are the sweetest pussy licker ever. God! You are amazing! Suck me!
Suck my cum Danni!" she urged as she let loose with a flood of strong
flavored girl cum.
Sated, she rolled off of me and cuddled up closely. "Mmmm," she cooed.
"I'm a lucky girl Danni. I've never been with a man who was so good at
that. It's like you were born to eat pussy."
Not exactly the thing a guy wants to hear, although I was happy to know
that I did something to please her. I was wondering when we'd make love
the normal way. I tried to coax her along by reaching between her thighs
and massaging her clit. She kind of pulled back and said apologetically,
"Danni dear, I hate to say it, but I'm a little sore down there."
The look of disappointment on my face must have been crystal clear. "Oh
Danni dear," she said. "I'm so sorry. How selfish of me. You want to
put it in me?"
Feeling guilty for making her feel bad, and with her saying she was sore,
I said, "That's okay. I, I ju, just thought that tonight we were going
to ah, you know, ah..." I was too embarrassed to tell her what I wanted.
I didn't want to seem crass.
"Fuck?" she finished my sentence. "Is that what you were going to say
Danni? You want to fuck me?"
"N, n, no!" I protested. I didn't want her to think that was all I
wanted. "Ma, ma, make lo, lo, love. Not fu, fuck!" I denied.
"I understand Danni," she whispered, snuggling closer to me, pressing her
breasts against me. "It's okay. Go ahead if you want to. I know you
want to. Put it in me," she said as she pulled my penis out of my
shorts.
"Are you sure?"
"I'm sure," she insisted.
"Okay," I answered. "Thank you," I said, feeling like she was doing me a
favor, rather than something she really wanted to do.
I moved in closer and poked up against the outside of her still wet,
engorged pussy. I gently and slowly slid my penis inside of her. Her
velvety smooth folds easily enveloped my penis. I was completely still
for a moment, and then gently pulled back and re-entered her. Oh God!
It felt amazing! She was so wet! I slid in and out again. I was so hot
I thought I'd cum too soon. I slowed my motion.
Grace mewed impatiently, "Go on Danni! Put it in me! I want to feel you
inside of me," she urged.
Put it in her? Put it in her?! I was inside of her! She couldn't feel
me? Did I misunderstand her? No! She'd said, 'Put it in me.'
"Uh, uh, I, I am in you Grace," I choked the words out.
"Oh?! Oh yes! I can feel it now. Very nice Danni. Mmmm," she
pretended to be enjoying it.
She could barely tell I was there! Suddenly I felt myself going limp.
Crap! No! No! No! This couldn't be happening.
"Danni?" she implored. "Are you okay lover? Go on Danni! Fuck me!
Fuck me! I want to feel you fuck me Danni!!" she eagerly encouraged me.
It was too late. She'd ruined the mood. She couldn't even feel my penis
inside of her. I'd been as hard as I'd ever been. I'd wanted her for
days! And she couldn't feel me! My penis slipped out of her nest, no
longer hard enough to maintain penetration.
Grace reached down and took me in her hand. "Oh Danni!" she said
disappointedly. "Did I do that? Did you cum in me already?"
This just kept getting worse! "N, n, no, not yet."
"Don't you want to fuck me Danni?" she asked, the hurt in her voice
evident. Suddenly, I was the one who was hurting her feelings, rather
than the other way around. I was devastated.
"Of co, course I want to fu, fu, er, make love to you. I don't know what
happened. I ca, can't explain it," I lied. I couldn't tell her she hurt
my feelings by saying my dick was too tiny for her to even feel.
Grace began to console me. "It's okay Danni. Really. Besides I was a
little sore anyway. You'd have probably hurt me if you'd gone inside of
me. Let's just cuddle. Maybe we'll try again later. Okay?"
She was unaware that I'd even been inside of her. I wouldn't be able to
get it up now no matter what, so I simply said, "Sure. That'd be fine."
She snuggled up to me, kissed me on my cheek and said, "Thank you Danni."
"Th, thank me? For what?" I was more confused now than ever. I
obviously had not pleased her.
"You know. What you did before. With your tongue. That was amazing!
It was almost like you were fucking me then. I liked that."
So, let me review. She could feel me fucking her with my tongue, but was
unaware that my hard penis was even inside of her? Great!
Soon, she was sleeping peacefully in my arms. I couldn't sleep though.
I could only think of how inadequate I'd been. How I'd failed miserably
in the lovemaking department. I'd never thought of myself as huge down
there, but I'd sure never thought I was, well, inadequate. I'd made love
to other women before and no one had complained. Of course, now that I
thought about it, no one had raved either. Had they just been polite?
It wasn't like Grace had tried to be rude either. She was encouraging me
to put it in her. She wanted me! The problem was that I was in her!
She simply couldn't feel me.
At some point in the early morning hours I must have fallen off to sleep.
I woke up alone in Grace's bed. The apartment was quiet. I got out of
bed and went looking for Grace. There was no sign of any activity. I
walked into the kitchen and saw a note lying on the counter.
"Danni, Had to run into the office again today. My boss is such a pain
when he is in town. The weekend was great. Sorry about last night.
Your clothes are in the dryer. See you next weekend? Hugs, G."
Last night. 'Sorry about last night?' Sorry I'd failed to be able fuck
her? Sorry she couldn't feel my penis inside of her? She remembered my
failure. My first chance to show her what kind of lover I could be, and
I go soft. On the bright side though, at least she seemed interested in
seeing me again. Thankfully, it looked like I may get a chance to redeem
myself.
I went to the clothes dryer and found my clean clothes. I then went to
Grace's bathroom to take a shower. There was something about a warm
shower that could always help me forget my troubles. Soon, I wasn't
thinking of the previous night's aborted effort at sex. After my shower,
I got dressed and prepared to leave. I don't know what made me do what I
did next. It was probably a dumb thing to do. I knew it was stupid at
the time, but I did it anyway. I went into Grace's closet and looked
into her clothes hamper. I dug down below the top layer of clothes until
I found what I was looking for - a pair of her worn panties - white
nylon, bikini style. I looked inside at the crotch and there was a faint
yellow stain. I sniffed them. The unmistakable aroma of Grace. I knew
it well by now. And I loved it. It was asinine, I know, but I couldn't
resist the temptation. I slipped them inside my pocket and took them
with me.
That night, I was lying in my own bed, alone, thinking of her, sniffing
her panties, playing with myself. Playing with my, apparently, too small
penis. I couldn't get Grace off of my mind. I didn't want to wait an
entire week to hear her voice, so, on impulse, I lifted the phone and
dialed her number. The phone rang several times with no answer. It was
late Sunday night. Was she out? Just as I was about to hang up, she
answered. "Hello," she said in an out of breath, harried voice.
I nearly hung up. I shouldn't have called so late. It sounded like I'd
woken her. But with Caller ID she'd know it was me calling. "Uh, hi.
Grace?"
"Danni?" she asked, still breathing heavily. It seemed odd for her to be
so out of breath if I'd just woken her.
"Yes, it's me," I said, suddenly not knowing what to say or why I'd
called in the first place, regretting that I'd done so.
"Is everything okay sweetie?" she asked. "It's late."
I next heard what sounded like a hand slap and a hushed whisper, 'Stop
it!' She wasn't alone?
"Yeah, everything's fine. I was just calling to see how you were. Uh,
how are you?"
She patiently answered, "I'm good Danni. I wasn't expecting to hear from
you so soon." Again, a slap, slap. Then, 'Shhhh!'
She was not alone. Damn! She had someone in bed with her!
"Look Grace," I said, regretting that I'd dialed her number. "I
shouldn't have called so late. I'm sorry. Let me let you go back to
sleep."
"It's okay Danni dear," she assured me in a patient, sweet tone of voice.
"I'm awake. I'm just kind of, ah, in the middle of something right now.
I'll call you later this week. Okay?"
"Okay," I answered dejectedly. "Goodnight."
"Goodnight Danni," she said, and then hung up the phone.
Stunned, I hung up my phone. Grace had someone in bed with her. I
couldn't believe it. I'd just spent the weekend with her. And now she
was already with someone else. Someone who was probably fucking her the
way she liked to be fucked. Not the way I'd done it. Or more
accurately, not the way I hadn't done it. Needless to say, I had another
fitful night with little sleep. All I could think of was some other guy
in Grace's bed banging her. It never would have occurred to me to think
some other guy could have possibly equaled my own inadequacies. No, I
pictured some hunk pile driving her - Grace screaming in sexual ecstasy.
My imagination knew no bounds.
I pressed Grace's panties against my face and breathed in deeply,
inhaling her musky sexual scent. I grabbed my hard cock and began
stroking. It didn't fail me this time. I pictured my face between
Grace's thighs, licking, sucking, driving my tongue deep within her,
bringing her multiple raging orgasms, one after the other. Before I knew
it, I was spewing cum all over my hand and stomach. Spent, I wiped the
sperm up with Grace's panties and then rolled over to fall asleep, trying
not to think about what she was doing at the moment with another man.
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