a new year's bash

[susurrus]

I heard a crash, accompanied with the abrupt cessation of the clock's alarm. Apparently Micki'd done just what I did half the time, accidentally sending the clock to the floor to make it stop.

I hoped she wasn't too pissed at me for the alarm thing, but guessed I wouldn't know until I saw her again.

Hurrying as fast as I could, I finished my ablutions, then peeked back in the bedroom door. Micki was curled up in the spot I'd been sleeping in, her eyes closed, but I didn't really think she was sleeping.

Tiptoeing to the bed, I leaned over and kissed her forehead, returning the smile she gave me as her eyes opened. I then sat down next to her and said, "Your turn."

 

[intriguess]

Micki

"Okay," I murmured finally pulling my head out of the pillow as I slid out of bed feeling a little cool as the air hit my skin. She wasn't sure what she wanted more, pajamas, or to just enjoy the fact that he was ogling her as she walked to the bathroom. She took care of things and washed her face.

Now that she felt ready to face the world she wanted to crawl back under the sheets with him. At least it was Friday, one more day of work and then it would be a long weekend.....of what? plain sex...she shook her head there was nothing plain about the sex, but she wondered if so much time together would certainly test their compatibility.

 

[susurrus]

Again, I marveled, watching her body move as she got out of bed and left the room to the bathroom. While I waited for her to return, I sat up against the head of the bed and thought about what the past few days had been like. Idly, I caressed my cock and balls while I reminisced, not really masturbating, but just causing delightful thrills to course through my genitals.

It was Friday, only one day of work to get through, and if we decided, Micki and I could spend the entire weekend together. But there was an awful lot of time in a weekend to fill with just fucking. Chances were good that we'd have to take a break and finally get to know one another. Also, I couldn't vouch for Micki, but I knew *my* eating habits had become pretty erratic since New Year's, so we actually may have to have a few meals together.

As I sat playing with myself, I started to wonder if we could really take the sex out of the equation and still hold together... I certainly hoped so. There almost certainly would *be* sex, but neither of them would be able to go *all* weekend...

 

[intriguess]

Micki

I had to smile as I returned to see his hand wandering between his legs. "Having fun without me I see," I casually commented as I snagged a shirt and slipped it over. "If I want to get down with work at a reasonable time tonight, I'd better head in early. There's this insane tendency to have lots of admits on Friday." I leaned over him and kissed him lightly on the lips, pulling relunctantly away enjoying the show as I gather my clothing.

 

[susurrus]

At Micki's comment about my having fun without her, I replied, "Maybe, but you were on my mind the whole time."

I was disappointed that she wasn't going to stay for breakfast, even though I had no idea what we were going to have, but I understood fully the need to keep the bosses happy.

When she leaned in to kiss me, I reached a hand up and quickly cupped a breast in my palm, which was accompanied by a pleased purr. The feeling of her in my hand was lovely, and I was further disappointed when she straightened and began picking up her things so she could hurry out the door.

While I continued with my personal manual play, I again watched Micki move around the room, occasionally catching a glimpse of her ass and pussy if she bent over just right.

 

[intriguess]

Micki

I only pulled on what was necessary to drive home and blew him a little kiss, knowing better than to attempt another kiss after how his hand had reached up and tempted me to forget work. "Stop being such a tease, I have to go to work, you know pay the bills and all that crap." I smiled back at him as I gathered my purse and such, and got my keys out and headed for the door.

 

[susurrus]

At her remark about teasing, I replied, as she bustled around, pulling on the bare essentials to be presentable, "Just wanting to make sure you don't forget me today."

As I watched her sexy ass sway out my bedroom door, I thought about how lucky I was, to have gone to that party, with low expectations of even finding someone to talk to, finding someone as fantastic as Micki.

I had a half hour or so before I had to be to work, so I continued with my manual pleasure for a little longer, then got myself some breakfast and headed out for another day in paradise. Well, at least it would be paradise as long as I had Micki to think about.

 

[intriguess]

Micki

I had snagged a quick shower at home and pulled on something simple. Work was busy and I was glad that the cafeteria had good food as I snagged a tray and snacked off it throughout the afternoon. At least I wouldn't be hungry tonight I thought as I headed home at 5:30 as I had long ago learned that on Fridays any hour was rush hour.

I packed a bag, pulled my hair down and ran a comb through my long dark tresses. It was then that I noticed that I was still dressed in my work day drab. I took my clothes off and pulled on a pair of naughty red panties and a lacey bra. I smiled as I pulled on a pair of cute black pants and a red silk top.

I put on the same black and red snake pattern boots as when we first meet and realized I didn't even have his phone number as I headed to my car.

 

[susurrus]

Another day at work went by in a Micki-induced haze. I didn't get my butt chewed by my boss, so I must have at least *looked* like I was getting something constructive done.

It dawned on me about halfway through the day: we hadn't made any plans to get together. I hoped it wasn't a sign that she wanted to be rid of me. I didn't let it get me down, though, and I continued the rest of the day as I had the first part.

At home, I got comfortable, made myself a sandwich and sat down in front of the TV with a glass of milk to watch the news and wait to see if Micki showed up.

 

[intriguess]

Micki

She knocked hesitantly on the door, we had not made dinner plans or anything and right now I would much rather have a sandwhich, maybe rent a movie and get all snuggly and play 20 questions before stripping off whatever he was wearing and having my way with him. I smiled and ran my fingers through my hair one last time as the door finally swung open.

 

[susurrus]

When I heard the knock on the door, my heart started racing. Was it Micki? If it wasn't her, who was it? If it wasn't Micki, was she coming?

Finally, I decided to quit guessing and got up. On the way, I wondered if I should put a shirt on (I was in jeans and barefoot, I often keep the house a bit warmer than I probably should), then decided whoever was on the other side of the door would just have to deal with my partial nakedness.

I was relieved, pleased and turned on to see Micki standing there. As always, she looked fantastic. Her presence, without any prior planning, told me that she hadn't completely given up on me yet.

A broad smile lit my face, and I pulled her close and kissed her. We must have stood there in the doorway for almost a minute.

When we broke our kiss, I slid my hands to her hips and looked down into her eyes. Suddenly, the smart alecky part of me kicked in again, and I said, "Want to come in, or did you just forget something?"

 

[intriguess]

Micki

"Well you do have my panties," I tossed back as I stepped into his place and recalled that I had left my bag in the car, so that I wouldn't seem too presumptious. it was more of a just in case bag, then I'm here and you must accept me type of bag. I smiled and asked if he was hungry or if he was saving those crumbs for later.

 

[susurrus]

"Oh, I always save a little bit. Never know when you're going to get hungry again."

I was constantly amazed at the goofy dialogue we could get by with with each other. Almost no matter what I said, Micki was unfazed. It was one of the things I think I found most endearing about her, that we could keep word games going without having to really think much about it.

"And as far as the panties: They were a gift from a dear friend, given as a promise of things to come. And as soon as I get my trophy case built, they're going in the center of the display."

I gave a big inward sigh of relief when Micki entered the house and sat on the couch, right in the spot I'd just gotten up from. I found I liked seeing her in my house, on my stuff. Before, I'd just liked seeing her. It didn't sound like a *really* big distinction, but at the moment, it sure seemed like it.

 

[intriguess]

Micki

I sat down on his couch, as comfortable as if I was in my own place. It was kind of funny to just walk right in and sit down as if I owned the place. "Well if you want to keep the person who wore the panties around you might want to consider a private display. Then again panties always look best when they are being slide off a woman's body don;t you think?" I was hungry, but for moment was having much more fun bantering with Aaron.

 

[susurrus]

Micki's mention of how panties look best made me think back to when I first met her, seeing her standing there, filling out those panties and her bra so tantalizingly.

As I sat down next to her and stretched my arm across the back of the couch behind her head, resting a hand on her shoulder, I said, "Oh definitely. Like fur, panties always look best on their original owners.

"And besides," I continued. "I never said the trophy case was going to be viewable by the public.

After a moment, I added, "You are most certainly right. Panties do look best just at that moment when they're beginning to reveal what lays under them."

I began to wonder what kind of panties Micki had on right at that moment, but decided I didn't need to know *immediately*. We'd been fucking almost non-stop since we met, and while that was by no means a bad thing (in fact, it was simply fabulous), I think we both wanted to see if we could get together and *not* be fucking like crazy two minutes after we greeted one another. If we wanted whatever we were doing to continue, we both knew we had to be able to put up with the other *outside* of sex.

It occurred to me that I'd eaten, but had no idea whether Micki had yet. I asked, "Are you hungry, babe? I'm not sure what all is in the kitchen, but you're welcome to whatever's there."

 

[intriguess]

Micki

She listened as he joked about the trophy case. She was thinking about food when he mentioned the fridge. She smiled and said, "I think I will check out what you have." She doubted he had gone grocery shopping since they met and wondered what kind of food he ate and whether there would be any moldy items.

A sandwhich looked like the best bet and after pulling out what she wanted she began slicing, layering, and spreading. She didn't realize how hungry she was until she saw everything she put on her plate as she munched on a slice of cheese.

"Guess I was hungry after all," she said as she sat back down and began munching away. "So what were you watching?"

 

[susurrus]

I was glad Micki was able to find something in the kitchen that looked like food to her. I try not to keep stuff so long that it looks like a biology experiment, but once in a while, something slips by. Evidently she hadn't discovered anything that made her want to plaster a biohazard emblem on the whole refrigerator. Thank god.

The Dagwood sandwich on her plate, accompanied by all the other stuff she'd surrounded it with, told me that not only had she managed to find food that looked edible, but that she'd been really hungry.

At her question of what I had on the TV, I replied, "Just the news. Usually I turn that on in the evening, and turn the set off right after it's over, unless I'm going to watch a video or something."

We sat in silence for a few minutes, while the reporters on the television blathered on about whatever was going on in the world and the local area.

I found that I was idly caressing a lock of her hair while we watched, not even realizing until then that I was doing it. She wasn't protesting, though, and I truly liked her hair, so I just continued what I was doing. If she asked me to stop, I'd stop.