Warm Appointment

It took a few minutes for Jennifer to gain her composure enough to think about heading back downstairs. She reached down and pulled her panties back on and pulled down her skirt, which had been up around her waist. I could notice she was blushing slightly, I am guessing due to the realization that I had witnessed her first bi-sexual encounter. As she fixed her hair and makeup, I attempted to make her feel at ease.

“Jen, you were absolutely incredible. I have never witnessed anything as erotic as what you and Raine just did.”, I told her.

“Well, I am kind of embarrassed a bit Jeff, but I have to admit, I really did enjoy it. It’s much different with a woman.”, she replied.

“Better than with a man ?”, I asked.

“No, not better.” she replied, “Just different.”

We moved back downstairs to our original seats, which were still waiting for us. I ordered Jen another glass of wine and myself an orange juice. Jen leaned over and whispered softly in my ear.

“I feel really bad. I had an amazing time but we left you out in the cold.”

“It’s quite all right Jen, trust me I enjoyed it a lot, just watching you.”, I responded.

“Well, the night is not over and I promise, I will make it up to you.”, she whispered.

We stayed for a few more minutes and we started to get ready to leave. I notice Raine was ready to take the stage, she was standing just off to the right, slightly hidden by the curtains. She waved to us and made a gesture with her hands that appeared to be “Call Me”, but I wasn’t sure.

We exited the club, walked to the lot and had the valet bring my car around. He opened the door and let Jen in, then handed me the keys. I tipped him and got in the car. Jen had moved right up against me and was leaning her head on my chest. I pulled out the lot and headed for the ramp to the bridge, that would take us home. Almost as soon as I pulled out of the parking lot, Jen’s hand was stroking my thigh. My cock was hardening once again, as it had been much of the night. She noticed quickly and began to softly squeeze and stroke my cock. In no time she had me very uncomfortable, as my cock was straining against my clothing. I was trying to keep my mind on the road but she was making it extremely difficult to do so. I pulled over into the far right hand lane for slower traffic for safety purposes. Jen looked over at me said in a very low soft tone.

“I can’t believe , I am going to say this, but I am horny as hell.”

I chuckled and said something to the effect of that not being a bad thing. She laughed as well but continued to try and prove her point. She sat up slightly in the seat and pulled her dress up just to the top of her thighs. She reached under her dress with one hand, then took my hand with her other and pulled it between her thigh’s. I extended my fingers out until I touched a very hot and very wet pussy.

“See, I told you.”, she whispered, in a deeper toner than normal.

I extended the middle finger of my right hand and quickly found her clit. I slid one finger deep inside her, pulling out her slick juice and coated her clit with it. Once I had her clit extremely wet, I began to rub her clit in small , quick circles. Jen slightly squeezed her thigh’s together putting pressure on my hand.

“Oh God, that feels so good.”, she said in an excited voice, “I could cum again right now. I don’t know what has come over me.”

“It’s ok.”, I reassured her, “Cum as many times as you want.”

“But I feel guilty, you have not got off once yet tonight.”, she said in a sad tone.

“Jen, I love watching you cum. It gives me pleasure. Let yourself go, don’t worry about me.”, I replied.

“Jeff, you have to be the kindest, most unselfish man I have ever been around. Most men think only of themselves. I don’t know any man that would have sat tonight out, just so I could enjoy myself as I did.”, she stated.

I told her I was glad she had enjoyed herself, and that I was able to make one of her fantasies come true. As we spoke, I continued to work on her pussy, feeling her juices flood my hand. I decided to learn a little bit more about this wonderful lady.

“Can I ask you a question, Jen ?”

“Sure, you can.”, she replied.

“Well, do you,….. well you know,…. masterbate a lot ?”, I stuttered.

“Wow, I wasn’t expecting that.”, she giggled.

“It’s ok.”, I responded, “You don’t have to answer.”

“No, no, I don’t mind.”, she quickly replied.

She went on to tell me that she probably masterbated three to four times a week. She said usually it was late at night , when she was relaxed and wanted to take the edge off her day. She told me she had several vibrators that she loved to use, or sometimes, she would just use her fingers. She told me as good as the vibrators were, her fingers always seem to bring her to a more powerful orgasm, although it did take longer. The vibrator would always finish the job quicker. As she spoke, I continued to work on her drenched pussy and I could sense her breathing had changed.

“So how about you make yourself cum for me now ?”, I told her in a low voice.

“You want me to ?”, she replied.

“Oh yea.”, I shot back.

She reached under her skirt with both hands, pushing mine out of the way. She pulled her panties to the side and worked her finger deep into her pussy. I was trying to watch the road and watch her finger’s all at the same time. She pulled her finger out and slowly began to rub her clit. Looking at this incredibly attractive lady sitting in my front seat, her skirt hiked up her legs, with her finger’s in her pussy had my mind reeling. She could sense I was enjoying this a lot.

“You like to watch me play with myself, baby.”, she whispered

“Jen, I can’t tell you how much it turns me on.”, I answered.

“Well good, because I enjoy having you watch me, it makes it so much better when I cum.”, she replied, “Which I am just about ready to do.”

We were not far from my house, so I urged her to wait until we got in my drive, so I could really watch her get off. She eased up on her pussy, slowing her finger’s down for me. A minute or so later, I pulled into my drive. I put the car in park and turned off the ignition. I turned to face her, getting comfortable in my seat. She turned slightly in her seat, putting her back against the door, so I could get a clear view of her pussy.

“You like this ?”, she asked, staring at me intently.

“God, yes, I do Jen.”, I replied quickly.

She began to quicken her pace, her thigh’s open wide. Her juices were flowing out of her, coating the seat. The more interest I showed in what she was doing, the more it seemed to arouse her. I decided to try and urge her on, making it even better. I leaned over, close to her and started whispering, as I looked into her big brown eyes.

“Come on Jen, cum for me, make that pussy explode as you look into my eyes. Let me see your eye’s roll back, baby.

It took only seconds after I had spoke those words. Her eyes closed for a second, then opened as wide as I had ever saw them. Looking directly into my eyes, she erupted into her third orgasm of the evening.

“Oh, Jeff, babyyyy, I’m cummingggggggggg.”, she quietly moaned.

I watched her body convulsed on her hand as waves of pleasure swept through her every nerve ending. She never took her eyes off mine as I watched this beautiful woman climax before my eyes. She reached out and took my hand, pulling it into her soaking, wet pussy. She tilted her head back, as I gently stroked her pussy, bringing her back down gently, relaxing her. After a minute or so, she leaned forward and pressed her lips to mine, her tongue easing between my lips. I enjoyed another of her long, sensual and passionate kisses, as she recomposed herself.

“Jeff, baby, I could get used to this. You make me feel so god damned good.”, she whispered.

We kissed a few more times, then I suggested we go inside the house. I went around, opened her door and led her inside. I could tell that the evening’s events had taken it’s toll on her. She looked drained as she slowly walked into the great room.

“You look tired Jen. You ok sweetie ?”, I asked.

Oh, I am more than ok, I am great. Just give me a minute to recover.”, she winked at me.

“Sure baby, you want some iced tea or something from the kitchen ?”, I asked .

“No thanks, I am ok.”, she responded.

I went into the kitchen, opened the fridge and took out the pitcher of iced tea. It was my favorite drink and one of the few vices I really have. I drink way too much of the stuff. I poured myself a glass, returned the pitcher to the self and closed to door. Jen had been standing behind the door, hidden from my view. She had a devilish grin on her face as she looked up at me.

“Now, mister, you belong to me. Be quiet and put yourself in my hands.”, she said.

She leaned up and kissed me softly on the lips, taking her tongue and running it along my lips. Her hand’s moved down to my belt and she slowly started to unbuckle my pants. She continued to kiss me as she opened my belt, unzipped my pants, pushing them to the floor. She leaned down and pushed my boxer shorts down my thigh’s. My cock was partially erect and very ready for some attention. She got down on her knees, took my cock in her right hand, and placed it between her lips. I immediately felt a shiver run up my spine as her mouth surrounded my cock with its warm wetness. She moved her hand to the base of my cock, and using long slow strokes, pumped me into her eager mouth. By now, she had my entire cock in her mouth, moving her lips up and down my shaft. I could already feel my balls tightening, I knew I would not last long. She sensed the same, as her left hand softly began to caress my nuts. Her tongue began to flutter on the underside on my cock taking me to the edge.

“Jen, baby, I’m gonna cum.”, I warned her.

She released my cock from her lips for a moment and looked up at me with those beautiful brown eyes. It was quite a sight. It took her only a minute to respond.

“Nooooooooo.”, she cried, “Not yet. Come with me.”

She took me by the hand and led me into the great room. She pushed me down on the sofa and sat down next to me. She leaned over and again gave me a very passionate kiss. She whispered in my ear.

“Since, I came for you, I want you to make yourself cum for me.”, she stated.

Now this was something, I was not prepared for. As much as I enjoyed watching a woman masterbate, not even Susan had ever asked me to jerk off while she watched. I started some sort of protest, not quite sure of what I was saying.

“Oh, no.”, Jen replied. “I want to enjoy watching you, like you do me. It’s only fair.”

I could not argue with her point, after all, I know how much it turned me on. I mumbled something about, if I had to and leaned back on the sofa. Jen was staring down at my rock hard cock. As much as I was feeling somewhat nervous about performing in front of her, I have to admit, I was excited. I reached down with my right hand, wrapped my fingers around the base of my cock with a firm grip and began to stroke myself up and down slowly. I looked over and her eyes were glued to my cock. I moved my hand up the shaft slightly so that only the head of my cock was visible. I began to move up and down the shaft faster, watching my cock once again swell and become rock hard. I looked over at Jen, she had leaned back slightly, and once again had her finger’s working in her pussy. The sight of her fingering herself and the feeling of my cock in my hand was too much. I furiously began to pump my cock, lifting my hips off the sofa.

“Cum for me baby, let that load go.”, Jen squealed.

The first jet of cum fired out of my cock landing on my chest. Two more thick ropes jetted out quickly, the feeling was intense. Jen, knocked my hand quickly out of the way and took my still spurting cock deep into her mouth. She sucked hard, swallowing my cum as I continued to push wave after wave of semen past my cock head. I had not cum this much in years, Jen was having trouble swallowing. She moved her lips to the end of my cock, allowing most of what was in her mouth to run down my cock. She then pushed my cock back deep into her mouth sucking what was left down her throat. As my cock, throbbed and softened between her lips, she continued to suck every last drop of cum out of me. She sat up, wiped the back of her hand over her lips and smiled.

“Well, your still way behind me, but that was a good start.”, she laughed.

Her finger’s were still moving expertly on her pussy. She had gotten used to masterbating in front of me and felt perfectly natural in doing so. I leaned up and pressed my lips to hers, not closing my eyes. I could see from her startled expression, this was something she did not expect. She open her eyes and looked at me, as my tongue entered her mouth, tasting my own cum. She closed her eyes and her tongue soon was dancing with mine. I reached between her legs and began to furiously stroke her once again very erect clit. With the thought of me tasting my own cum fresh in her head, it took only seconds for her to go off. She broke our kiss and arched backwards.

“Jesus Christ, I’m cummingggggggg again, fuck yea, oh yeaaaaaa.” , she cried out.

As we held each other close on the sofa, I began to think that this was something, I could definitely get used to. Jen was a great girl and I was beginning to fall hard for her. It felt good, but it also frightened me. What if she didn’t feel the same about me ? So far the “L” word had not been spoken, not even in gratitude for wonderful sex. And then no matter how far I tried to push it out of my mind, way back there somewhere, was Beth.

Chapter 17

We were starting to spend as much time together as our schedules allowed. We talked every day, sometimes several times a day , on the phone. The next week flew by and soon we were approaching the weekend again. I had made no plans, but was hoping to see Jennifer as much as possible over the weekend. I was sitting home Thursday night watching TV when my phone rang. Figuring it was Jen, I answered quickly. I was wrong.

“Hey Jeff, how are you doing ?’, asked Beth.

“I am doing ok Beth, how are you ?”, I replied.

“Ok, I guess, why haven’t you called me ?”, she replied.

“Well Beth, to be honest, you still have not told me what is going on with you and Lance. Then the last thing I want to do is draw any attention to us, by constantly calling you.”, I responded, thinking quickly.