Stranger in the Park

[Miltone]

Zane Carnaby

From the moment that he caught a glimpse of her watching him swim, Zane couldn’t help but look at her in a different light. Her bathing suit was little more than three skimpy yellow triangles and matching string. The curves of her breasts showed on every edge of her top, and the bottom barely covered her pussy. When he swam over to the edge of the pool, he watched as she sauntered toward him, her hips swaying back and forth seductively. Sure there were times before Lizzie died when he might check out one of her friends, especially Lauren who had developed much earlier than the rest. But they were always easily saved by the fact that they were still young teenagers, and he was older than most of their fathers.

There was something much different about this girl. In many ways she seemed older and more mature than his daughter’s friends. Maybe it was her life and her upbringing and the hard knocks she had taken, but her age never seemed to be a factor. And now she had playfully jumped into the pool, jumped into his arms, and he felt the warm flesh of her body press up against him, her firm breasts and taut little nipples, the smooth curves of her belly, the long lines of her legs, and her face just a breath away from his.

They danced in the water for a moment or two, their eyes locking up, their faces moving close enough for their noses to touch. With his blood already surging from the laps he had swam, Zane felt his cock begin to thicken down in the depths of his swimming shorts. Her giggle had begun to fade and their childlike smiles turned into a different kind of expression. With his hands on her back, Zane pulled her closer, crushing her body against his, bringing her lips to his.

It was a light brushing kiss they shared, her soft wet lips falling lightly against his. And as the kiss continued, he felt the urge to taste her mouth and pushed his tongue out between their parted lips until it touched hers. He felt her squirm and heard a little whimper and then broke off the kiss. There was no mistaking the look that now filled her eyes. He had touched off something inside her, but he was the responsible adult here, and thought he may desire her, he … wait a minute! Do I really desire her? Do I really want her? Is what I want to do, what I should be doing, here and now on this balmy late afternoon?

“Wow! That was some kiss, mister,” Jennifer said leaning her head forward till their foreheads touched.

“It was pretty special to me too,” Zane admitted, with a nervous laugh, nervous because he felt completely responsible, and a laugh because it was so unexpected. “Where did you learn to kiss like that?”

She laughed out loud. “I haven’t,” she said shyly. “I’m not the most experienced girl around, in case you haven’t noticed.”

“I haven’t noticed, but I find that hard to believe,” Zane said, his voice barely more than a whisper. He felt her body still brushing up against him. “Besides, I thought you wanted to go for a swim.”

“I do,” she said, and then suddenly unlooped her arms from around him and pushed away, swimming off toward the deep end.

Zane turned and swam after her, catching up before she reached the dropoff. He grabbed her nearest leg and tugged her toward him. As he tried to pull her into his arms again, she turned and tried to kick away from him, but his arms reached out again and looped around her waist. He pulled her toward him, her back against his chest, and as he set his feet on the bottom his hands rose up till they cupped her breasts through the thin wet fabric of her suit. It felt almost as if he was touching her bare skin. He could feel every texture of her breasts, the soft smooth skin, the puckered aureola, the stiff tips. She fell back against him and moaned softly. He felt the bare cheeks of her firm butt press against his belly through his swimming trunks.

When she leaned her head back, his lips found her neck and kissed her tenderly. One of his hands lowered from her breast, down along her tummy and belly, sinking down to cup the split of her sex. Jennifer moaned loudly as his fingers covered her pussy. It was loud enough for Zane to stop and shake his head.

“No … not here … not now,” he said, and let his arms loosen their grip on her body.

Jennifer turned to face him. Her features were glazed over with the unmistakable look of lust and longing. She didn’t say a word, but simply raised her hand to his face and stroked his cheek. Then she moved off toward the steps and climbed up slowly. Zane watched as her wet body emerged from the water. She looked almost naked to him, her backside decorated by the back tie of her top and the t-strap of her bottom. Most other men wouldn’t have stopped when he had, Zane knew that, but then he wasn’t most other men. He climbed from the pool and toweled off, sitting beside her on a lounge chair on the deck.

“Are you all right?” he asked her.

Jennifer looked off blankly toward the pool. “I’m fine.”

“Look, we don’t know each other,” he began to say. “We’ve just met … these things take time …”

“Don’t you like me?” she blurted out. “What’s wrong with me?”

“Nothing ... absolutely nothing,” he said, swinging his legs around and down from the lounge. Zane reached over to take her hand in his. “Jennifer, I feel something special happening here, something very special to me and to you too. I don’t want to rush things, all right. With all that’s happened to me lately, with all that’s happened to you all your life, I just want to take our time and let things happen naturally.”

“And that didn’t feel natural?”

Zane looked at her big eyes and felt himself drawn in toward her. “That felt very special and very good to me, Jennifer. I hope that it’s only the beginning of what could be even more. I just need a little time to get used to feeling this way again.”

Jennifer took a minute then looked over at Zane. She swung her legs around and mirrored his position, reaching over to take his hands in hers. “Take all the time you need, Zane. Just … just don’t take too long.” She smiled, stood up, and taking her towel with her headed toward the patio door.

For a second, Zane thought of sitting there, but the sight of her walking away was too much for him. “Wait. Jennifer, wait.” He got up and ran to the door, taking her hand and holding it as if it meant all the world to him. “Look, I don’t know what you expect from me. Some days, I get up and don’t know what to expect from myself. But ever since you showed up I haven’t thought of anything else but you. I like you … I really like you, and want to get to know you better.”

Jennifer smiled sweetly and lifted her hand to his cheek. Her head shook slightly from side to side.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Jennifer Odell

“Living like I do, do you honestly think I have expectations? Every day is new for me, I have never known what to expect, I just have to take it how it comes.” The soft smile on her face matched the tone in her voice as she caressed his cheek, leaning closer to him. “I really like you a lot too and can’t wait to get to know you better.”

“Then you’re okay with this, I mean waiting…” Jennifer’s lips on his, a tender, but pressing kiss, sparked by the desire he had elicited in her, interrupted Zane.

“I’m going to go throw something on over this suit, I don’t want to be accused of trying to seduce you seeing as how you want to take things slow.” She said after they kissed and ran her finger across his cheek then turned, walking away. There was a smile on her face, she could almost feel the heat of his stare on her backside.

The rest of the afternoon and early evening they had spent talking, swimming and enjoying each other’s company. Although she had covered herself with a t-shirt, she still caught Zane glancing in her direction on and off, each time she felt faint twitches in her tummy, that made her face glow. With the evening growing late and too wrapped up in the company of one another, they were sitting on the couch looking through some of his music when Zane heard Jennifer’s tummy roar loudly.

“Some host I am, forgetting to feed you dinner. Why didn’t you say something if you were getting hungry?” Zane had laughed at hearing her growling stomach, but his comments were sincere.

“Am I supposed to tell you everything?” She asked, her face serious at first. Quickly kneeling up on the couch facing him, she put her hands on his shoulders and stared at him. “Besides, I don’t like asking for anything.” Although her words were telling him one thing, the look in her eyes were saying something entirely different.

“Oh I’m not so sure of that. I think you’re asking for something right now.” With that, his arm went to the small of her back and he drew her to him. He could feel her pert little nipples pushed against his chest even through her suit and t-shirt.

“Well are you going to give it to me?” She asked, her lips puckering close to his. He needed no other incentive, with his free hand in her hair, pressing her to him, he kissed her, soft, slow. She sighed, parting her lips, excitement stirring as she felt his tongue brush hers then draw back letting her tongue follow. Slowly she explored his mouth, tasting, enjoying, as their kiss lingered.

“Now that was some kiss.” Zane said, still holding her, almost as breathless as she was.

“Yeah…” Was all she managed to say, staring at him, her eyes laden with warmth. Her tummy growled again, breaking the moment, and she sat back on the couch.

After much talk of what eat for dinner and being as late, it was finally agreed they order a pizza. While waiting for it to arrive, she went and put on the new nightie she had picked out. It was a soft pink and white baby doll type, short, but covered the matching panties, barely. When she came back out to the den, she noticed that Zane had changed from his swimsuit having put on a pair of shorts. He whistled at her and smiled as soon as he saw her.

“I thought you didn’t want to be accused of seducing me?”

“What this old thing?” She giggled, plopping down next to him on the couch. “It sure didn’t take long for this to get here. You must really be important to have such fast service.” She grabbed a plate and piece of the pizza that he had put on the table in front of them and started eating.

While they ate, Zane had turned the television on, putting one of his favorite movies on, which she was really starting to enjoy. Awhile after they were through eating and into the movie, she stretched out on the couch, laying her head in his lap. She felt his hand rest on her side right away, making her smile. With all the new things that had happened to her, the new feelings she had experienced, she hadn’t realized how tired she had gotten. It wasn’t long before she let her eyes close and fell asleep.

 

[Miltone]

Zane Carnaby

It was half way through the DVD that Zane had glanced down at Jennifer and saw that she had fallen asleep. Okay, it was a sappy romantic comedy, but he wasn’t surprised that she had since it had been a long day for both of them. When the credits for the movie began to roll, he switched off the home theatre system and nudged Jennifer, but she was sound asleep. Then carefully trying not to awaken her, he slipped out from underneath her head and moved about the house, putting away the pizza leftovers, cleaning up the kitchen and turning out the lights. He went up to the guest room and turned the covers down on her bed, then went back downstairs.

Jennifer still lay where he had left her sleeping. She was such a curious mix to him, young and sweet and more than a little innocent, yet she was grown up and mature and womanly. He stood there and gazed down at her for the longest while, from her long shapely legs, the supple curves of her hips and breasts hardly hidden by the sheer pink and white night gown, to her blonde hair and pretty face. She certainly looked all woman. He stooped to one knee by the couch and ran his hand over her face, brushing back her thick blonde hair from her eyes. He thought of leaving her there and getting a blanket to cover her, but then thought that the couch might not be the most comfortable place to sleep all night.

“Hey sleepy girl,” he said, leaning over to kiss her on the cheek. Her eyes blinked open and she yawned.

“Fun date I am,” she said sleepily, her body beginning to stir and rise up from the couch.

Zane helped her to her feet and up the stairs to her room. Jennifer collapsed on the bed and he covered her with the sheet. “Good night,” he whispered, bending over to kiss her cheek again.

Jennifer mumbled something that might have been a good night and he left the room. Dropping his shorts, Zane climbed into his own bed and quickly fell asleep. But shortly after three in the morning, he rolled over, rubbed his eyes, and realized that he was wide-awake. This was not an unusual circumstance for him of late. He tried laying first on one side then the other, then on his back, then on his stomach for a while, but nothing seemed to send him back asleep. As he lay there awake, his thoughts turned to Jennifer, what the two of them would do the following day, how he could help her find work or go to school and someday get set up on her own. Then he thought about her laying in bed and for some reason decided to get up, put on his robe and check on her.

When he paused at the door to her room, he could see her stretched out on the bed sprinkled with slivers of moonlight that were filtering in through the window. She had kicked the covers off and lay on her back, one arm laying on her belly, the other tossed up by her head. He could see her chest rising and falling slowly and hear her breathing slow and deep. He quietly crept into the room and reached down to pull the sheet over her body. He paused to gaze at her. The hem of her gown was pulled up to her waist revealing the sheer little panties that did little to conceal her pussy in the moonlight. The straps of the gown had fallen over her shoulders and one of her breasts lay bare, so perfectly round and firm with a small pale nipple pointing up at him.

Zane reached to tug her gown up, but as his fingertips brushed against her skin, he gave in to the sudden temptation to touch her, letting his fingers and palm cup her bare breast, his thumb rubbing over the stiff tip lightly. He eased his body onto the bed and lowered his lips to her breast, placing a light kiss on her nipple. When she began to stir, Zane tried to move away but she grabbed his hand, held it firmly to her breast, and rolled away from him onto her side, pulling him onto the bed beside her. She murmured something unintelligible in her sleep.

He lay behind her for a moment, thinking of how to pull away and return to his own room, but when he tried to withdraw his hand, she clutched it tighter and held him fast to where he was—not that he didn’t want to be there. He pulled a pillow under his head and snuggled up behind her. Her body felt so warm as he breathed in the scent of her hair. His arm remained wrapped around her, his hand still cupping her breast, and his slightly stiff cock finding a comfortable place to rest in the split of her ass. Zane lay there breathing deeply for several minutes, before finally relaxing and falling asleep.

The next thing he was aware of was the chirping of the birds in the morning and the touch of a hand on his cock. With a start his eyes popped open. He had rolled over onto his back, his robe fully opened and Jennifer was lying beside him still dressed in her nightgown. Her hand was running very lightly up and down along the length of his cock that lay extended up on his belly. She was petting it more than anything, almost as if touching one for the first time—perhaps it was her first time. When he moaned and stirred involuntarily, she pulled her hand away and lifted her head up from his chest to turn and look at him.

“Good morning,” Jennifer said softly, kissing his cheek. “This must be a special day.”

“Huh? What?”

“It’s not every day that I wake up with an attractive half naked man in my bed,” she giggled gently.

Zane reached down to pull his robe over his nakedness.

“Aww,” she said with a pout. “Just when I was getting to make friends.”

“Well, I don’t think that you … I mean, I shouldn’t be here … I mean with you … like this …” Zane stammered sheepishly, his head still foggy with sleep.

“I don’t mind. Besides it’s not like I’m under aged or anything,” she said reaching her hand over to boldly rest it where his robe covered his thickened member. “I had never seen one up close like this before and just wanted to see what it felt like.”

“I hope I didn’t disappoint you,” he remarked.

“Mmm, no. Not at all. It felt beautiful.”

“Well, in the interest of being honest and all,” he began to say, “I did kind of … sort of … cop a feel of you last night when I came to check on you.”

“I know,” she smiled. “I was awake the whole time. And that felt beautiful too.”

“Were not!” he protested.

“Was too!” she insisted.

“You … you … you little …” Zane started to say in a mock threatening voice. He rolled over onto his side, pushed her onto her back and then climbed on top of her. Jennifer giggled loudly as he trapped her underneath his body. She reached up to grab his head and pull it down to her. The kiss that resulted was anything but playful. It was long and deep and wet and their tongues became thoroughly acquainted.

“So tell me something,” she asked when they finally broke off the kiss and came up for air.

“Sure. Anything,” Zane replied.

“Um … is it … uh, always so big and hard?” she said with a truly innocent tone to her voice, rocking her hips just a little underneath the weight of his body.

Zane could feel his long hard cock pressing against the soft flesh of her belly and realized that his robe had opened up and that he was rubbing against her bare skin.

“Umm, not always,” he chuckled. “Not most of the time. Only when some pretty and sexy girl gets me all hot and bothered.”

“Oh, yeah?” she said, pushing against him and managing to roll them over onto his back with her little body perched atop him. “So you think I’m pretty and sexy too?”

“Yes, I do,” Zane answered quickly.

“Mmm!” she moaned and lowered her lips down to his for another long wet kiss.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Jennifer Odell

“I’m really getting addicted to these kisses.” Jennifer sighed, her body straddling his, her eyes dreamy looking into his. She was leaning over him a bit, her nightie hanging down tickling against his chest and with his robe open, she felt the hard warm length of his cock against her bare skin just above her panties.

“I’m kind of getting addicted to them myself. So young lady, tell me what should we be doing today?” Zane said moving his hands slowly down her back, letting them rest around her sensual hips, his fingers splayed across her backside.

“I thought we were doing something.” She giggled softly, moving her hips up and back slowly liking the feel of him against her. She also noticed that as she did this there was a warm tingling sensation building from her belly to the warm V between her legs.

“Ah…I think we’ve done enough of this.” Zane replied, his voice a bit on edge as his hands clamped around her hips stopping her from moving. He could feel the heat of her arousal rubbing just beneath his shaft, unsure if she realized what she was doing.

“You don’t like this?” Jennifer puckered up her face, pretending that her feelings were hurt, but her eyes were twinkling. When she tried to move again, this time he stopped her by lifting her off him, closing his robe and sat up on the bed.

“I didn’t say that, I just think we need to stop before things get out of hand.” He smiled at her and gave her a quick kiss before standing up. “I’m going to take a shower and then after breakfast, why don’t we talk about you’re future, school, job.”

“Okay, I’ll clean up and get dressed then.” She said, but when she glanced down, seeing his robe sticking out she looked back at him. “Are you sure there’s not something else you want to do?”

“No I’m not sure……but I think that’s what we should be doing.” He said as he quickly walked away before he changed his mind.

“Sure you don’t want me to wash your back while you’re in there?” Jennifer called out. Wash your back, your butt, your chest, and the new friend I got to meet and touch today.

“Get dressed and go start breakfast. Hopefully that will give you something else to think about until I’m through.”

She giggled, shaking her head, and started to clean up. By the time Zane came downstairs he had noticed that she had cleaned up her room and her bed was made as he passed by her room. He also smelled fresh brewed coffee and bacon frying.

“Well you took long enough.” She smiled at him standing over the stove turning the bacon. There was another pan with scrambled eggs warming and she had already set the table.

“It sure smells good, at least I know you can cook. Anything I can help you with?” Zane asked watching her as she stood there in a tight fitting pair of jeans and short black tank top.

“Yeah you can make the toast, the rest should be done in a minute. And I can cook some, but nothing fancy. Hey maybe I should look for a job as a cook?” She laughed, her voice having a light happy air to it. “You know, I have worked before, I’ve been a dishwasher several times at places my dad would get work when he could. He was the cook, that’s how I learned some. Not in fancy places though. You might as well know too, I have been to school but never finished. I would have at the last place we lived, but well then we had to leave.”

 

[Miltone]

Zane Carnaby

She looked so cute and happy fixing their breakfast dressed in her tight jeans and short tank top that left plenty of skin showing in between. He had been surprised by how clean and neat the guestroom—her room—was when he passed by, and doubly surprised by the complete breakfast she had almost finished preparing. But then she had surprised him considerably ever since they had met.

And no bigger a surprise than in the shower when the image of them together in the bed had appeared in his mind and he felt his cock grow long and stiff at the thought of their bodies touching so intimately. He even stroked himself a few times imagining what it would be like to touch and kiss her body and have her touch and kiss his. And the thought of making love to her, feeling his cock push inside her almost made him explode. But he opened his eyes instead, felt the hot rush of water on his back and shook himself back into reality.

Zane stood near her now and busied himself preparing the toast. He leaned his butt against the counter for a moment and watched as she tended the bacon, turning it again before lifting it off the griddle to drain. As he buttered the toast, he thought of places where she might find work and of the opportunities to finish off her education. He also thought about how much he wanted to hold her in his arms, but he didn’t say anything about that.

“You know, there’s a little coffee shop up in town that is hiring,” he said, thinking of the Beanhouse less than a mile away. “Maybe we could stop by there so you could put in an application.”

“You think so?”

“Why don’t we stop and you can take a look around?”

“Cool,” she said.

“It’s a small little town, people are friendly but not nosey,” Zane said as they sat down to enjoy their breakfast. “That might be a great place for you to make friends.” She flashed him a great smile of appreciation. As they ate, Zane told her about the continuing education classes at the local high school. “But you can make the call on that, you know, whenever you’re ready for it. I’m not trying to rush you out of the house.”

“Gee, I would hope not,” she giggled. “Especially since I just got here and kinda like it.”

“Just doing what I can to help,” Zane said. “If it’s too much, just tell me to back off.”

Jennifer reached her hand over and placed it on his. “You’ve been terrific, Zane. I can’t thank you enough.”

When breakfast was finished they put the dirty dishes in the dishwasher and Jennifer began to wash the pans and utensils.

“You don’t have to do that,” Zane said, trying to take the sponge out of her hand.

“But that means I’d just have to wash it again when I cook again,” she said holding the wet sponge away from his reach.

He laughed. “I like the sound of that.”

“What do you mean?”

“I could get used to the idea of you cooking for me again.”

“Oh, yeah?” she asked as she scrubbed the griddle.

“Yeah,” he said easing up behind where she stood at the sink. He slipped his hands around her waist and brought them up over her bare tummy then up over her tank top until the were cupping her breasts. His was a light teasing touch, mostly just his fingertips.

“Well, I could get used to having you help me wash dishes too,” she said, leaning her head back against him.

He could feel the cheeks of her ass rock against him as his fingertips raised her nipples up against the fabric of her clothes. “Mmm, Baby, you feel really good to me this morning,” Zane said with a slight moan.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Jennifer Odell

“You’re feeling pretty good yourself.” Jennifer said softly, pressing further back purposely rocking her ass against him. “And what you’re doing to me feels sooooo good.” She said letting out a long sigh and shivered a bit.

“Believe me, what you’re doing too, feels pretty damn good too.” He said close to her ear, his head had lowered and he had lifted her hair brushing it away from her neck and shoulder. He sprinkled the bare part of her shoulder and up her neck with soft kisses while his fingers continuing to toy with her nipples making them rock hard through her shirt.

“You’re giving me goose bumps all over you know.” She said her shoulders shook slightly. She dropped the griddle she was washing, completely distracted by what he was doing.

"ALL over, I think I like that.” He was almost whispering as he moved to her other shoulder, giving it the same treatment.

“I know I do. You can keep doing things like this forever.” She was twisting a bit in his arms and her eyes had closed, her head tilted exposing more of her neck to him. As she rocked gently against him she could feel his hardness pressing against his pants and the jeans of her ass.

“Is that so? Forever is a long time, baby, but I just might…” He let his words hang, the tip of his tongue trailing up her neck to kiss and lick along the shell of her ear. This time he felt her whole body quiver from the chilling sensation he had just given her.

“And I just might…” She copied him with a slight moan and reached one hand behind her around his neck, pulling him as she turned. Her lips went to his, a kiss heated with desire for both of them.

Zane brought one hand up to the side of her face as they kissed while his other hand had slipped underneath her tank top cupping her bare breast, having already felt she didn’t have a bra on. She in turn had reached her other hand behind her and was pressing and rubbing up and down the front of his pants, feeling his hardness.

 

[Miltone]

Zane Carnaby

For several moments there were no words spoken in the kitchen, just the sounds of their moans and sighs and wet kisses. Jennifer and Zane were enclosed in a passionate embrace, their hands touching and rubbing each other’s body, feeling their mutual desire reach a new peak. Zane’s fingertips stroked her soft cheek and the sensitive skin of her neck while his other hand explored the firm treasures underneath her top. Her nipples had grown hard and puckered from his touch. Jennifer’s hand continued to rub up and down the length of his hardened cock.

The igniting of such hot passion and deep desire was so completely unexpected this morning. Sure their attentions had slowly escalated from innocent little comments and looks to touches and kisses and now something more, much more. The rest of the world was melting away as their kiss deepened and their touch grew more heated. Jennifer turned slowly inside the circle of his arms, their kiss never breaking. She ran her hands up his chest until they reached his neck, then looped around behind. His pulse racing madly, Zane pushed her top up, baring her breasts, cupping them gently as his fingers ran back and forth over the stiff tips. Finally the lack of oxygen forced them to break their deep kiss and draw in a breath or two.

“Don’t you know … something …” Zane began to say as his kisses landed on her neck just below the ear.

“Mmm, what’s that?” she moaned, arching her back and thrusting her breasts against his palms.

“That … if we … keep this up …” he continued, licking along her neck and around her ear.

“Yes … oh, yes,” Jennifer sighed, letting her head fall to the side.

“That we … might never … make it … out of here … all day,” he said as he laid a trail of kisses back to her lips.

“And you have a problem with that?” she responded, her voice soft and sexy.

“Not a problem, no,” he said, bring a hand up to caress her cheek. “But I have always been a believer in the business before pleasure method. Besides the day is long and we have all afternoon to … to … to …”

“To do what?” she asked, her voice now innocent and teasing.

“Oh, I don’t know … play monopoly … listen to records and stuff.”

“And stuff,” she giggled. “I think I’m interested in the stuff.”

“So am I,” Zane admitted.

They fell into a final deep kiss and hug with Jennifer eventually resting her cheek on his shoulder.

“What you said about business and pleasure,” she said.

“Yes?”

“Does that mean that this is pleasurable?” she asked, lifting her head up to look into his eyes.

“You have brought a great deal of pleasure to me the past couple of days, Jennifer,” he said, his hand touching her face again. “Pleasures that I somehow thought I’d never fell again. Sometimes I find myself touching you, like this, just to make sure that you aren’t some kind of dream from which I’m about to wake up.”

“Me too,” she said. “I hope these tingles never go away.”

“Tingles too, eh?” he chuckled. “Oh, my. I thought I was the only one tingling.”

“I’ve been tingling ever since you kissed my nipple last night.”

“Ah, so you were awake?” he said, feeling a little embarrassed.

“Yes, and I’m glad that you did. It felt wonderful.”

“I’ll be sure to remember that,” he said.

As their breath returned closer to normal, they reluctantly backed away. Jennifer pulled her top back down over her breasts and her stiff nipples protruded into the thin black material. She rubbed them lightly as if trying to smooth them out, but that only made them stand out more. She giggled and Zane chuckled.

“I don’t think that they’re ever going away,” she laughed.

“I’m not complaining,” he said.

Jennifer shot him a playful scowl and then laughed before turning to finish the dishes. Before moving away and getting the paper and bringing the car around, Zane lingered for a few moment looking at Jennifer. She was smart and beautiful and so much fun to be with that the difference in their ages didn’t seem to matter. Besides, I’m not all that old am I? So what should it matter? he thought. When he brought the car around to the front, Jennifer came scampering down the front steps and climbed in, like a fresh breeze on a warm day. Zane opened up the moon roof and they wheeled off to town.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Jennifer Odell

Once they got in town, Jennifer took Zane’s hand as they walked down the street looking at some of the small shops. She smiled at the people they passed, noticing that he had been right they all seemed friendly, unlike most places she had been. Of course considering how much different she looked with nice clothes on and the extremely handsome man she was walking with, she knew this made all the difference in the world. As they got closer to the coffee shop, she started feeling a bit nervous and she slowed her pace.

“Maybe this isn’t such a good idea.” She said, stopping before they went in.

“Don’t you want to work here? We could try some where else if you want.” Zane said, noticing the change in her.

“It’s not that, but…well…what if they ask me a lot of questions? Am I supposed to lie or tell them the truth? Let’s face it, if they ask me where I live, what am I supposed to say? The park, but I’m staying with a friend right now. And what about…” She spoke nervously, her anxiety obvious and putting his arm around her waist, he pulled her to him, and put a finger to her lips to still her.

“You live with me right now and I told you, they are friendly not nosey. I’ll help you fill out the application and I’m sure once they see where you are living they won’t ask too many questions.” He smiled at her, then kissed the top of her forehead. “Now quit worrying this pretty little head of yours. Just smile at them and be yourself and I’m real sure you’ll charm them just like you did me.”

“Just like I did you?” She leaned closer pressing her chest against his and was looking at him with the sexy smile he was getting very use to seeing.

“Well not just like… But you never know. Working here you just might meet some new friends, maybe even some guys around your own age.”

“Yeah I might, it would be nice to have friends.” Jennifer replied, but there was a puzzled look on her face. Is that what he wants, me to meet guys my own age? What did age have to do with it anyway? Is that maybe the reason he isn’t pushing things, he thinks I’m too young for him? Not a kid maybe, but not mature enough for him?

“Yes, it would be nice for you to meet friends. Now smile and let’s go get you a job.” Zane said, pulling her from her thoughts, thinking she was still nervous.

When they walked in and sat down on the stools at the counter, Jennifer saw what a nice clean place it was. She loved the smell of the coffee and fresh baked pastries and the lady that came up to them was smiling and very friendly.

“Well hi Zane, it’s nice to see you out I was really sorry to hear about your loss and if there’s anything I can do, you just let me know.”

“Thanks Sue, you and Don have been a great support and I appreciate it.” Zane said, and Jennifer was relieved to see that they were friends, but she also noticed a slight look of pain in his eyes. She had no idea what it must feel like to be him, but she was extremely happy that he had thought she had given him some small pleasure in the last few days.

“Now what can I get the two of you, your usual coffee and for the lady?” Sue asked smiling, obviously waiting to be introduced.

“Excuse my manners, this is Jennifer Odell, a friend of mine who is new in town. In fact she’s looking for a job and I remembered that you were hiring. Has the job been filled yet?”

“Jennifer, nice to meet you, such a lovely smile too. This is a great town to settle down in if that’s what you’re looking to do.” Sue said with a friendly voice, although there was a puzzling hint in her eyes as she glanced at Zane, but she didn’t ask any of the questions she was thinking. “Let me get you an application dear. It’s only a part time job for now, working afternoons, four days a week.” She reached under the counter and pulled out an application handing it to Jennifer.

“It’s nice to meet you too and thanks, part time is better than nothing.” Jennifer replied, smiling at her, already liking the lady.

Zane and Jennifer sat drinking coffee and going over the application, using his address and phone number, along with helping her answer the other questions. Luckily she had a social security number and a drivers license which when she showed it to Zane he saw that she had gotten it in another state, quite a distance from where she was now and that had been well over a year ago. When they had finished and gave Sue her application, it only took Sue several minutes to glance over it and she told Jennifer she could start the beginning of next week.

“Wow, thanks Sue. I’ll work really hard, I promise.” Jennifer said obviously very excited. Both Zane and Sue laughed at her exuberance and after a few more comments they left the coffee house. On the way out, they heard several whistles, spotting three young men in the corner when they glanced and Jennifer smiled, but blushed hearing them tell her they were looking forward to seeing more of her.

“Wow, I have a job, I have a job! A real one.” She said as soon as they reached the car, throwing her arms around Zane and hugging him.

“Sounds like we should celebrate?” He smiled.

“Mmmmm, does that include something pleasurable?” She asked looking up at him.

“Do you have a one tract mind?” He teased her.

“Only since I met you.”

 

[Miltone]

Zane Carnaby

Zane laughed at her comment and realized how he had been much the same since meeting her. And the greatest pleasures were yet to come. He leaned forward and kissed her fully on the lips. Sure they were on the sidewalk beside his car in broad daylight, but he didn’t care who saw them together like this. When Jennifer brought her tongue out to play, he tasted it with his own.

“Now that’s one way to celebrate,” he said. “But I really had the idea of maybe lunch. There’s a really cute little café nearby that I haven’t been to in ages.”

“Okay, sure,” Jennifer responded.

He took her hand and they walked the block and a half to the café, stopping from time to time to look in one of the shop windows at the display. All through lunch they talked about everything and nothing in particular. Zane caught himself a couple times looking at Jennifer as she stirred her glass of coke.

“What?” she asked. “Like do I have mustard on my chin or something?”

“No, nothing like that,” he said with a smile. “I just like the feeling I get when I look at you.”

“And I like the feeling I get when you look at me,” she replied. “I hope you never stop looking … I mean, like that … at me.”

“I won’t. Believe me,” Zane said quickly.

“But what if … let’s say … some guy my own age comes nosing around. What’ll you do then?” she asked, taking her straw from the glass and letting the coke run out onto her pink tongue.

“They’ll have to arm wrestle me for your hand,” Zane replied, lifting his arm up and flexing his muscles. “And they had better be warned … I’ve been working out.”

Jennifer laughed happily and Zane joined in. They spent several more minutes, staying long after they had finished their lunch. Finally, Zane kicked back and asked, “So what do you feel like doing this afternoon?”

“I was thinking, that since it’s such a gorgeous day maybe we could just lay out by the pool and sunbathe … how’s that sound?”

“I think I would really enjoy that,” he replied. “It’s still early in the year and I could work a little more on my suntan.”

He paid the check and they wended their way back to the car and drove home. Zane was the first one changed and out onto the sun deck. He arranged the lounge chairs so that the feet pointed directly toward the sun, the optimum position for sunbathing. He went inside and mixed up a mild batch of pina colodas, his favorite tanning drink, and carried the pitcher outside on a tray with a couple of glasses and a bucket of ice, setting it down in the shade of the picnic table’s umbrella. He sat on one of the lounges and began to rub a mild sunblock on his shoulders and chest. Zane heard the patio door open and close and soon felt a pair of hands on his shoulders.

“Need some help?” Jennifer asked.

“Sure, if you don’t mind doing my back,” he said.

“Mmm, love to,” she answered and took the bottle from him.

He closed his eyes and felt her hands work the lotion into the muscles of his shoulders and all the way down his back. Sitting in the warm sun felt wonderful and the touch of her hands on his body felt even better. It was more of a massage than a simple application of sunblock. “That feels really good,” he sighed. “Mmm, thanks,” he said, looking up and around to see Jennifer in her little yellow bikini. Although she had obviously taken a lot of time to pin her hair up onto the back of her head, a few errant strands around her face were already falling free. She tossed the bottle into his lap.

“Okay,” she said, setting the back of the other lounge down flat and flopping onto her belly. “Your turn to do me.”

Zane moved over to sit beside her. The sight of her pale body, practically naked save the straps of her bathing suit was stirring to him. Her skin looked so soft and smooth, and every line and curve of her backside was perfectly proportioned. “You’re so pale, sweetheart. I’ll have to make sure that I do a good job.” It wasn’t until he began to rub the lotion onto her shoulders that he realized what he had called her. But then why shouldn’t I call her that? he thought. She is awfully sweet. Anyway, she probably didn’t even notice.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Jennifer Odell

This was the second time he called me something, first baby, now sweetheart, I wonder if he knows how good that makes me feel. Maybe he just calls all females names like that, but I didn’t care, to me it felt so nice, made me feel warm all over, like he really liked me. Jennifer was thinking, smiling while she laid on her tummy waiting to feel his hands put the lotion on.

“You better make sure you do a good job. Otherwise I’ll get a nasty sunburn and then you won’t be able to even touch me.” Giggling, she added, “and I don’t know about you, but that would make me real unhappy.”

“That would make two of us unhappy.” He said and she felt his hands on her shoulders starting to rub the lotion on her.

“Mmmmm, that feels good.” She sighed, relaxing, really enjoying how he massaged her shoulders and her arms, working the lotion in.

His hands felt warm and so strong as they moved down her back and sides, circling, massaging. He heard her catch her breath when his fingers had slowly rubbed down the sides of her breasts, and she was really starting to tingle all over now.

“Still feeling good?” He asked, a smile on his face as his hands moved to her lower back and across the exposed portions of her ass cheeks. He heard her gasp again and felt her cheeks twitching against his fingers.

“Uhm hmm.”

When he got to her legs, slowly massaging and working his way up each one, she opened her legs a bit. Upon reaching her thigh massaging and rubbing the lotion in, she felt his finger very slightly brush against the scant material covering her pussy. A warm rush spread from her head to her toes something she had never felt before along with feeling a warm wetness between her legs.

“We still doing okay here?” He asked.

“Uhhh…yes.” She said softly, feeling somewhat embarrassed now, even though she was really liking how he made her feel.

“Good, I think that about covers the back. Did you want any help with the front?” He asked, half teasing, half serious. Jennifer turned over but sat up in the chair and after taking a rather large gulp of her drink, she took the lotion from him.

“Maybe you needed some help with the front.” She said, her eyes looking down at his crotch and she was smiling. She liked seeing how she affected him that way and that made her warmer than she already was.

“Must be time for a swim.” He said as he stood up and her hand came up to stroke up the front of his suit just as he turned his back to her. He gave her a quick glance over his shoulders as he walked to the pool.

“By the way sexy, you have a nice butt too!” She told him and started putting on her belly and chest. Noticing that he was watching her once he had gotten in the pool, she took her time, slowly rubbing the lotion in.

 

[Miltone]

Zane Carnaby

Zane had surfaced only to see Jennifer sitting on her lounge spreading sun block on her body. It looked like she had started at the bottom and was working her way up, her hands now on her thighs. She had her eye on what she was doing, but Jennifer must have known that Zane was watching her, especially when her hands neared the tiny triangle of her suit bottom and her fingertips cheated underneath along the edges. Maybe it was the hot sunshine, maybe it was the effect of all of their teasing over the past day, but to Zane’s eyes her suit had disappeared and the split of her pussy was plainly visible.

As her hands moved up over her belly and chest and began to apply the sunblock around her breasts, Zane was so glad that he was mostly hidden for the effect she was having on him would have been totally obvious. As her fingertips slipped underneath her top, the tips of her nipples began to rise, almost as if pointing right at Zane. Watching her touch herself in an innocent but seductive way was turning him on and he felt his submerged cock grow thick and hard. But the real thing came when she shut the top on the bottle and slowly got up from the lounge and walked—no, sauntered over toward the pool, placing each foot in front of the other. Carefully and deliberately Jennifer stepped down into the pool letting her body sink below the water level bit by bit. Zane lay back toward the far wall, but as Jennifer moved through the water toward him, he drifted in her direction until they met in the middle of the pool.

“Just in here for a swim, right?” she said softly as her arms stretched around his shoulders.

“Right,” Zane replied as his hands slipped down around her waist. “Just a quick cooling off.”

Their embrace lasted long enough for a nice sweet kiss before they slipped apart and swam slowly to the deep end and back, their heads never ducking below the water. When they reached the shallow end, Jennifer rose up from the water, moved toward the stairs and climbed up. Zane followed, his eyes loving every glimpse of her trim wet body. They hardly needed to dry off since it was so warm out and the sunblock helped them shed the water. Setting their lounges to sit up just a bit, they lay together silently for a few minutes, sipping their drinks and letting the sun’s rays warm them.

“This feels so good,” Jennifer said, finally breaking their silence.

“Mmm, it does,” he replied. “After a long cold winter, it’s nice to thaw your bones out.”

“Well, that too,” she said. “But I meant just laying together like this.”

“That part of it feels more than good,” Zane replied, reaching over to take her hand and squeeze it. “I’m not sure what the word is, but it means more that just good.”

Jennifer smiled toward him. “So tell me,” she said, “What’s your position on tan lines?”

“Well, some people think that they’re sexy,” Zane said.

“Uh-huh.”

“But let’s see,” he went on. Pulling the waistband of his swim trunks down a little, he chuckled. “There isn’t much of a line to be seen over here.”

“Hmm, so mister, does that mean that you sunbathe in the nude?”

“When I’m by myself, yes, most of the time,” he answered. “But when Lizzie is around … um, was around I kept myself proper.” A couple of days ago, Zane might have felt his mood darken at the mention of late daughter’s name, but lounging with Jennifer kept his heart light.

“But I’m not your daughter now, am I?” she asked.

“Certainly not.”

“So then there’s no reason for you to be so proper and all.”

Zane smiled at her teasing comment. He could see where this was leading and the idea excited him. “I’ll tell you what,” he said. “I will if you will.”

“Okay,” she agreed.

Zane pulled at the tie on his trunks and pushed them down from his hips, tugging the damp shorts down along his legs and off. He had to admit that he loved the feeling of the sun and the breeze on his naked body. It was something that Allison was too prudish to try, even in the privacy of their back yard. But he had come to enjoy it on occasions when he could, and now he looked over at Jennifer waiting to see if she joined him.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Jennifer Odell

“There now don’t you feel better.” She said, her eyes lingered over his body watching as he removed his shorts.

“Well what are you waiting for?” He asked, noticing how her eyes had trailed over him.

“I was just…” She looked up, her eyes meeting his with a warm blush on her face having got caught looking at him in the way she was. “A little impatient aren’t we?”

She sat up and knowing he was watching her, although pretending not to, she slowly undid first the ties of her bikini top and let it fall in her lap. She kept her gaze from him, but as she untied the strings of her bikini bottoms, Jennifer grew more excited knowing he was watching her. “Hey, I like this it feels really nice, warm.” She said softly, pulling the bottom up and exposing her nearly bare pussy, having just a touch of soft blond curls right above her slit. She dropped her suit on the patio and laid back, her pert little nipples sticking straight up to the sun. There was a smile on her face as she laid there closing her eyes, knowing he was looking at her.

“It looks pretty good too.” Zane said with a low almost groan in his voice as he gazed at the naked beauty laying not far from his reach.

“You looked real good too.” Jennifer giggled without opening her eyes, but she was really beginning to feel warm and not just from the sun.

They lay silent for awhile, basking in the sun and it’s warmth, now and then reaching up to get their drinks. Every once in awhile they would catch each other glancing at the other, their eyes would meet, both could almost read each other’s thoughts by the look in them.

“I’m getting a little warm, how about you? Time for a swim yet?” He asked and stood up.

“Sounds good to me, of course we might need more lotion after another swim.” She looked at him, her eyes almost seducing him as she looked over his body, thoughts of touching him filled her head.

“You’re probably right.” His thoughts were obvious in his smile as his eyes now lingered over her body watching her stand up. “Race you.” He said without moving and saw her laugh, take off running and dive into the pool.

“I win!” She said as she came up from the water, brushing back her wet hair and noticed he was just slowly walking up to the edge of the pool. “Hey you didn’t even try. You let me win.”

“Yeah, but I got to see you run.” He said rather sheepishly and then dove into the water.

“Why you, I ought to… “ She said swimming closer to him now.

“Ought to what?” He chuckled, swimming to meet her.

“Do this!” She said and at first he thought she was going to dunk him under water when her hands went to his shoulders. Instead he felt her lips on his as she gave him a wet smack on the mouth, then she dunked him, giggling and swam away.

 

[Miltone]

Zane Carnaby

Zane felt the rush of water over his body as he plunged down in the depths of the pool. He opened his eyes and saw Jennifer’s legs kicking as she swam away, her naked body visible through the swarm of bubbles. He coiled his legs and then pushed off swiftly with strong kicks from his legs and powerful strokes from his broad shoulders and arms. When he caught her near the deep end, Zane reached for her, but she quickly ducked under his arm and swam back in the other direction. She was trying to reach the stairs but he cut her off, surfacing directly in her path.

“Why you little …” he growled as he held his arms out and waded toward her.

“Little what?” she giggled nervously trying to back up as he approached.

“You little … you little … you …” he said in a voice that was part big bad wolf.

Jennifer crossed her arms over her bare breasts and backed up until he had her surrounded in the corner of the pool. He could see that she wasn’t really putting up much of a fight, that this was more playful teasing than anything else. As his arms closed around her, she rested her hands on his chest, keeping him from pressing his body up fully against her.

“You should know that paybacks are a bitch,” he growled as his face came within a breath of hers. “Nobody dunks the man of the house and gets away with it.”

“Oh, yeah? And what is the man of the house going to do about it?” she asked, her hands moving up over his chest to curl around his shoulders.

“He has ways of getting what he wants,” Zane answered.

“And what does he want now?” she asked.

For a moment the sound of the splashing water swirling around them faded along with the songs of the birds and the breeze through the tall pines that surrounded the pool and deck. All he could hear was the sound of their breath; all he could feel was the warmth of her soft body; all he could see was the look in her eyes, a look of desire and longing that he hadn’t seen in a long time.

“This … is what he wants right now,” he said, pulling her body to his, feeling her sharp pointed nipples rake against his chest and the soft curves of her belly and legs mesh against his firm muscles. And his cock, still in the semi-erect state that it had been almost all day bumped up against her, sandwiched between their bodies. He held her and kissed her strongly, their heads tilting and moving against each other, their lips touching hungrily, their tongues wrestling back and forth. He heard a whimper and a moan surge up from her. “Mmm, Jennifer,” he moaned in return as he leaned toward her and kissed her again and again. He felt her legs open up and wrap around his hips, bringing her pussy to ride up against his cock. But even though they shared a long deep wet kiss, they did nothing more than float in a warm intimate embrace. There was something growing between them, something that felt very good to him, something that he had been missing for too long.

“And if … the man of the house … wants that sort of thing,” Jennifer whispered out of breath, “Then … he may find himself … getting dunked ... all the time.”

Zane could feel the warmth of the sun on his shoulders and loosened his arms around Jennifer. “Maybe we need to check the sunblock,” he suggested. As they drifted apart, their hands found one another, slipping together as if they were a matched set. They waded toward the stairs and climbed out together. Upon reaching the deck, Zane picked up a towel and instead of drying himself, he began to run the towel over her naked body, drying her shoulders and back, her breasts and belly, her pussy and ass. For her part, Jennifer did the same for him, paying particular attention to his cock and balls.

“I thought you said it isn’t always so long and hard,” she teased.

“It isn’t,” he said. “When you dry it off and not play with it.”

She laughed, tossing the towel onto his lounge and sitting on her own. She picked up the bottle of sunblock and waved it at him. Zane took a moment to refill their glasses with ice and the last of the pina coloda mix, then sat beside her. “Remember, you’re just putting on sunblock, not playing, right?” she said as she handed him the little plastic squeeze bottle.

“Why?” he asked, squeezing some out over her breasts. He slowly and gently began to massage the lotion into her body, spreading it all over her shoulders and chest and breasts, feeling her pert little nipples tighten up beneath his touch. “Does this feel like I’m playing?” As his hands moved over her supple body, he felt his cock grow firmer and harder, rising up from between his legs, a sight not lost on Jennifer’s eyes.

“Um, judging from the looks of it, yes,” she giggled.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Jennifer Odell

“Judging from the looks and feel of these I don’t think you mind.” He chuckled moving his hands over her breasts, grazing his finger lightly across her hard little nipples.

“Do you see me complaining?” she asked, arching her back a bit which pushed her breast up more to his touch. She closed her eyes, sighing and put her hands up on the arms of the lounge chair.

“No you’re not, in fact I think you really like this.” He cupped her breasts and rolled each nipple between his thumb and forefinger. He could tell she was holding back, trying to remain calm, but her small gasp and the way her back arched up again made him smile.

“You’re playing……just remember I get to play next.” she said smiling as she took a deep breath. And then I get to touch everything on you, she thought to herself making her smile more.

“Mmmm, I think I’ll enjoy that too.” He replied softly, working his hands down over her sides, hips and flat belly, circling motions, massaging and caressing all at the same time.

He made sure to rub the lotion on her arms and shoulders neck, he even put some on her nose which made her giggle. When he had rubbed lower past her naval and got extremely close to her pussy, she caught her breath, her hips, even her legs quivered. He moved to do each of her legs, spreading them as he did her thighs, always working up closer and closer to the warmth between her legs.

Jennifer’s breathing had changed, becoming somewhat ragged, and when he parted her legs she felt a sudden heat, an anxious desire for him to touch her pussy. Zane watched every movement she made, the way she breathed, and also saw her glistening pussy as he spread her legs letting me know how aroused she was getting. His cock was also standing fully erect.

“I think you missed a spot.” Jennifer said, unable to stand it any longer and grabbed his hand to press it against her warm and moist pussy. She let out a gasp as soon as she felt the heat of his there and his palm press, slowly rubbing there.

“Obviously I did,” he said almost moaning himself as soon as he felt her heat and wetness. He rubbed for several moments with both of them heating up, yet both unsure how far to take go. Then Jennifer surprised him and sat up, there was obvious desire in her eyes, but she took the lotion from him.

“Okay, my turn… or I should say your turn. And make sure you lay on your back.” She smiled at him and although she really wanted him to continue, the overwhelming feeling he was stirring in her made her a bit anxious.

“On my back huh?” He grinned at her, but without hesitating he moved to his chair laying on his back. “You’re not going to play are you?” He said mocking her.

“Only if you want me to.” She said, there was a playful but somewhat naughty look in her eyes as she moved to sit next to him.

She quickly squirted the lotion on his chest and shoulders and started massaging them. She slowly worked over his broad shoulders and down his arms, squeezing slightly feeling his tight muscles. When she rubbed across his chest, she made sure she took her time with his nipples, toying and playing with them as he had done with hers. She watched as he laid there, eyes closed, his chest moving up and down as his breathing changed.

Jennifer scooted down a bit, her hands imitating much of what he had down on her sides and belly, except she got to watch his cock twitch each time she got really close. She was thoroughly enjoying touching him, feeling every muscle, staring at every part of his body and she grew very anxious to touch his long hard cock. But first she rubbed the lotion on his legs, his thighs, and even let the tips of her fingers skip over the sacks between his legs. Right away she saw the muscles in his stomach tighten and his hands grip the arms of the lounge chair.

“I think I missed a spot, but I really don’t see how I could have.” She said in a soft voice and then he felt her delicate little hands rub the lotion along his shaft.

“Uhhmm….” Were the only sounds from his mouth as she started stroking him.

“You don’t want this sunburned do you?” She whispered, loving how his cock felt in her hand, sliding up and down the insides of her fingers as they curled around it. She kept glancing back and forth between what she was doing and the look on his face until his hand reached out and stopped her from any more.

“If you don’t stop that, you’re going to be feeling more than just lotion.”

“And would that be so bad?” She asked innocently.

“Yes….No…Hell see what you do to me, I can’t even think.” He said but sat up and took her hand away at the same time looping his other arm around her neck to pull her too him. He kissed her, their tongues dancing, exploring, the heat between them almost to a boiling point. “I don’t want you to stop, believe me, but not yet, not like this.”

“But I don’t understand, if you like it and want me too.”

“I can’t explain it, I’m not even sure why myself at this very minute.” He looked at her for the longest time, and she wondered what he was thinking. “You know what, I think it’s about time for dinner and since you have all those new clothes, a new job, how about if we go somewhere special for dinner.”

“Really? You mean somewhere nice where I get all fancied up?” She asked, her eyes beaming as her mood now changed.

 

[Miltone]

Zane Carnaby

“Why not? I think it’d be fun, don’t you?” Zane answered with a laugh. “But why don’t we enjoy what’s left of this great afternoon sun while we have it?”

“Mmm, yes,” Jennifer said and then slipped back onto her own lounge.

They lay absorbing the warmth for almost another hour, turning every fifteen minutes or so. They talked about things like favorite movies and music, places they had been, funny things that had happened in their lives. It felt so natural to be lying with her like this, as naked as could be. Zane found himself glancing over drinking in the sight of her beautiful hot oily body baking in the sun, letting his eyes take in the shape of her every curve, from the pert tips of her breasts to the firm shape of her ass and down to the way her toes curled at the ends of her long lovely legs.

And he knew that she was checking him out as well. It wasn’t the quick little checking out look his daughter’s friends would give when they’d see him in a swimming suit. This was more of a lover’s look, as if she were thinking about what she’d do when they were together, really together. And the heat of her look kept the level of excitement high. Although not as erect as when she had applied the sunblock, his cock lay proudly in his lap and he caught her staring at it.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart,” he laughed. “It isn’t going anywhere.”

Her eyes glanced up at his for a moment intently. Didn’t she understand what I said or did I say something wrong? Then she smiled. “Good,” she replied. “Cause these aren’t going anywhere either.” With that she scooped up her breasts with both hands and gave them a little squeeze.

Eventually they decided they decided to gather up their suits and towels and head inside to shower. As Zane set the tray of empty drinks on the counter and headed toward the stairs, he called up to Jennifer, “Just don’t run me out of hot water.” She stopped near the top of the stairs and turned to look back down at him.

“Well, you know,” she said with a sly smile curling her lips. “There’s one way to make sure that won’t happen.”

“What’s that?” he said as he climbed up right behind her, their naked bodies a step apart.

“If we … um, shower together,” she suggested hesitantly.

“Hmm, well it’s not like we haven’t done almost every thing else together today, now, have we. I don’t see where that would hurt.” Zane reached up and cradled her face in his hand. With her on the step above him, they were almost the same height. He leaned forward and kissed her lightly.

“Well, the way you kiss me sure doesn’t hurt,” she said when their lips parted.

“Come on this way,” he suggested when they finished climbing the stairs. “My shower is bigger.”

From the moment he turned on the water and let it warm up till they were inside, their eyes never left each other. He watched as she let her hair down; she watched as he got out fresh towels for both of them. Once inside they each had their own showerhead and wasted no time rinsing off, when they reached for the bar of soap at the same time, he let her have it, but then she handed it to him.

“Wash me, Zane,” she said simply.

He rubbed the soap between his hands and started at her neck and shoulders working his hands and the soap over her body as the water streamed down over her. She turned so he could do her back, holding her hair up and away so he had access to every part of her backside. He loved touching her; his hands tingled as they passed over her back and her ass; his fingertips trembled with excitement as they worked the suds down the split of her ass, feeling her tight cheeks and firm thighs. She leaned back against him so he could wash her front side from the bottom up. She spread her legs just a bit so he could wash her pussy and she moaned noticeably when he touched her there. When he moved the soap and his hands up over her tummy then over her breasts, he noticed that her nipples had grown taut and she moaned again.

“Someone got some color today,” he said as she turned so he could rinse her off with the hand held nozzle. Her body looked rosy and pink and womanly to him and when their eyes met again he was sure she could see what he was thinking.

Then she took the soap and began to wash him. Zane closed his eyes from the pleasure that her touch brought to his body. She slowly worked down his chest and stomach and spent a good bit of time washing his cock and balls. He chuckled when he saw the cute little smile that crept over her face. She looked up at him.

“What?” she asked.

“You’re supposed to be washing, not playing,” he said.

“Oh, I think I know the difference,” she said, rubbing her hand over him gently. “This is washing.” Then she curled her fingers around the shaft of his cock and began to stroke him firmly. “This is playing.”

“Um, yeah … it is,” he said. “Now … now … I think you’d better wash my back.”

“Sure if that’s what you want,” she said matter-of-factly, giving his cock a couple of strong final strokes and then letting go. He turned and she washed her way up his back, from his buns all the way to his shoulders. He wished he had more back just so she would keep touching him. He loved the way she worked her hands on his flesh, washing and massaging the muscles of his back. Then she took up the hand-held and rinsed him off.

After they had washed their hair—she asked him to help with hers and he gladly complied—they stood under their showerheads for a final rinse. Zane thought of how beautiful she looked, how one of his buddies had always said that if you like the way they look when they’re wet and naked, marry them. He wasn’t sure about that last part, but he loved the way she looked.

“What?” she said again.

“What what?”

“You keep looking at me, Zane.”

“If I didn’t like what I saw,” he said moving over to her, “I wouldn’t be looking.” His hand reached over to turn off the water. “But in your case, I like what I see. I like what I see in you very, very much.” He backed her up against the wall of the shower, his wet body pressing against hers. She looked up at him with a warm sexy smile and wrapped her arms around him. They embraced and kissed again, long and hard, wet and deep, tongues and lips and hot breath flashing. When their kiss finally broke, Zane caressed her cheek softly. “I am so glad that I met you, Jennifer.”

She smiled and kissed him back. “So am I.”

They stepped from the shower and toweled each other off. Jennifer wrapped the towel around herself and went to her room to get dressed and Zane couldn’t help but smile at the sight of her ass peeking out below the towel as scampered off. He picked out a pair of navy blue silk boxers, a crisp pair of khakis, and a favorite golf shirt, the kind that’s made of a soft fabric and fits perfectly. Slipping his bare feet into a comfortable pair of Topsiders, he grabbed his lightweight navy blazer and headed downstairs. He had cleaned up the kitchen and was glancing at the newspaper when he heard Jennifer’s footsteps on the stairs. He walked into the foyer and looked up.

“Oh, sweetheart,” he said to keep his jaw from dropping. “You look beautiful!”

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Jennifer Odell

“Thank you,” she said blushing as she walked up to him. She was wearing a black spaghetti strap dress that looked like it came right out of the Fredericks catalogue. It fit nicely to all the curves of her body, and the mid thigh look exposed much of her smooth shaped legs. She had pulled some of her hair up in the back, with only a few curls around her face and bare back. “And you must be the handsome looking stud that’s taking me out tonight.” She smiled, speaking in a soft extremely seductive voice when she approached him and brushed her lips to his.

“Are you talking to me?” He teased, blushing himself a bit from her comment. He didn’t have to use much of an imagination to figure out what was underneath her outfit since he had already seen her model the black teddy in the lingerie shop.

“Yes you, sexy. So where are you taking me to dinner?”

“Are you sure you want to go out?” He asked, his hand moved to the small of her back and pulled her close.

“Well I didn’t get all dressed up just to stay home. Besides, this was you’re idea, we could have just stayed naked and well you know…” She giggled, her eyes twinkling up at his.

“What was I thinking?” He chuckled. “Let’s go, besides I like the idea of having such a beautiful young lady on my arm. Especially one that smells as heavenly as you do.” He said softly as he gave her neck I soft kiss and he inhaled deeply, her fragrance filling his nostrils.

He held her door open as they got in the car and she was loving how he made her feel so grown up, like a lady, like a beautiful woman. She was extremely impressed when the pulled up in front of an elegant restaurant and a man at the door opened her car door for her to get out. She equally impressed when Zane handed the keys to the man letting him take his car.

“Wow, I’ve never been to anything like this before. I’m not sure I’ll know how to act.” She said a bit nervous. “This place looks really rich, are you sure I look okay to go in, maybe…”

“You look beautiful and don’t worry if anyone stares at you, it’s because they will be thinking the same thing I am. Now quit you’re worrying.” He replied and put his hand at the small of her back as they walked in the restaurant.

"Oh, and what are you thinking, I wonder." She giggled softly as they entered the restaurant, then had to catch her breath as she looked around.

It was dimly lit by chandeliers, small fancy lamps on the tables, plush carpeting except for the dance floor she noticed. There were many different areas for dining, some much more private than others, which she discovered he had called ahead and had reserved a more private one for them. They were seated as soon as they walked in and her eyes were wide with excitement and awe with the way they were treated along with being in such and elegant place.

When their waitress came, he ordered a bottle of wine for the two of them, and she was extremely relieved they didn’t ask her for her identification. She kept glancing in his direction, thrilled with being with him and that he had gone to so much trouble for her. No one had ever treated her like that before and she was overwhelmed. When they were handed the menu’s she looked through it and a small frown came on her face.

“Zane, I think we have a problem.” She said, slightly embarrassed.

“Would you like me to order for you?” He chuckled, smiling at her.

“Yes, please, I have no idea what some of these things are let alone if I would like them.” She said, once again smiling at him as she put down her menu. She glanced around, enjoying the romantic music, the lighting and feeling like a movie star, this must be what Cinderella felt like when she was with the prince, she thought to herself.

 

[Miltone]

Zane Carnaby

Watching Jennifer look around the restaurant with such big eyes made him smile. It also made him wonder if he had done the right thing bringing her to a place like Laffery’s. But she had become very special to him and he wanted to show her his appreciation. And she looked so beautiful and grown-up. He didn’t remember the black dress, but that mattered little. The rosy glow on her cheeks, her pretty smile, and the innocent way she asked him to order for her had captivated him, and as he sat beside her in their semi-circular booth, he couldn’t resist reaching over and holding her hand that was lying in her lap.

“So do you prefer seafood, chicken, or steak?” he asked.

“Mmm, tonight I’m thinking I’d like a nice … thick … juicy … steak,” she said, licking her lips. He could see that she was teasing him and he loved it.

“They have a terrific filet here that I think you’ll love,” Zane said just as the waitress came up to take their order. He ordered the Oysters Rockefeller, the soup and house salad, and a pair of filets, rare. As he turned back to Jennifer, he raised his glass and gestured that she should too. “To your new job, your fresh start, and … the way you look tonight.” They clinked glasses and sipped their wine.

“Aww, thank you,” she said, blushing just a bit.

“You know, you do look like you fit right in here, like you’ve been coming here all your life,” he said.

“Oh, stop it, Zane!” she said. “You’re going to make me blush.”

“I think it’s too late,” he laughed. “Or is that just your sunburn?”

After the waitress brought the oysters, she looked at them and then up to Zane. “Help,” she giggled. “I’ve never had these before.”

“Tell you what, just scoop it off the shell with your fork and slurp it down,” he said. “And don’t think about the texture.”

She put up a strange face on eating the first one, but by the time the plate was empty, she was eating them like a pro.

“Mmm, these are good!” she raved.

Each course was a new adventure for her and Zane loved leading her along every step of the way. After the waitress had cleared off their salads plates, Zane went to reach for her hand in her lap, but Jennifer suddenly reached for her wineglass at the same time and he ended up placing his hand on her thigh. When she didn’t flinch, he began to rub it back and forth gently. He could feel the top of her stocking and the warmth of her thigh underneath, just as he reached up farther toward her hip, the waitress returned to tell them that their dinners would be up soon. They exchanged a knowing smile and Zane withdrew his hand just as their entrees arrived. Of course, they were the best part of the dinner and Zane enjoyed watching her slice into it.

“This is sooooo good!” she cooed. “Mmm, just melts in my mouth.”

“Oh, really? Then how about this?” he asked and leaned over to kiss her. She must not have expected it and pulled back, but as he let his tongue tease hers she leaned toward him and their lips parted with a cute little smack.

“That didn’t melt in my mouth,” she said. “But something else is melting.”

They both laughed. When they reached time for dessert, he asked the waitress to bring the tray over so Jennifer could pick something.

“Aren’t you going to have anything?” she asked.

“No, I haven’t been a good enough boy to have dessert tonight,” he laughed.

“Then maybe I shouldn’t either,” she said. She leaned toward him and whispered, “Cause I’ve been a verrrrry bad girl today.”

Zane began to laugh out loud. “Just bring a slice of the cherry cheesecake and two forks,” he told the waitress.

They took turns feeding each other bites of cheesecake. When Zane’s aim was a little off and a bit brushed onto her cheek, she tried flicking her tongue out at it to no effect. Zane began to reach over with his napkin, but instead leaned over and kissed the tiny scrap off her. They shared another kiss and then heard the waitress clear her voice.

“Excuse me, but will there be anything else tonight, sir?” she asked.

“Um, no … thank you,” Zane said clearing his voice. “I think we’ll be all set.”

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Jennifer Odell

“All set for what?” Jennifer giggled softly after the waitress left, leaning closer to him, her hand resting mid way up his thigh.

“All set to take you home and have you for dessert, my little tease. Either that or spank your little ass since you were such a verrrrry bad girl.” Zane said in a low deliberate tone, his face almost against hers, a serious look in his eyes. She was taken back by his comment at first until she saw him smile.

“I think dessert sounds better, besides I think you kind of liked me being bad so wasn‘t that really good, not bad.” She flirted with him, moving her hand further up his leg until her fingers brushed against his crotch.

“You’re right, let’s go home so you can show me how good you are at being bad.” Zane chuckled and kissed her again before they stood up, leaving the restaurant.

On the drive home, Jennifer had sat in the car with her legs crossed, continually glancing at him while he drove. He in turn tried to keep his eyes on the road, although would glance at her now and then, but he drove with one hand on the steering wheel while his other hand rested just underneath her dress. Her excitement was mounting feeling the warmth of his strong hand with his fingers leisurely caressing her bare skin above her nylons.

Once they got home, she had the strong urge to just rip his clothes right off him, but she held back, just smiling at him. He had seen the intense look she gave him when they walked in, and if it be known, his thoughts were probably the same as hers. He took his jacket off, laying it across the couch and then turned on the stereo, selecting some of his favorite mood music.

“It’s a beautiful night, lots of stars out, full moon. Why don’t we go out on the patio and enjoy it, you go ahead and I’ll get us something to drink.“

“Mmmm, and don’t forget about that dessert either.” She replied giving him a soft seductive look.

He watched her walk outside as he went to the bar and made himself a drink, pouring her a glass of wine. She was standing near the table when he walked up behind her. Jennifer felt his warm breath at her neck, kissing her softly as his hand reached around her, his arm brushing her breast when he handed her the drink.

“What, you afraid I can’t handle what you’re drinking?” She asked in softly, taking the glass from him.

“No, I just don’t want it said I took advantage of you after….”

She interrupted him by turning around, their lips came together, the fire between them more intense than the bright light of the moon and stars. Without breaking the kiss, she set her glass down on the table, her hands moved to the front of his shirt, her fingers worked at opening the buttons.

“After I take advantage of you?” She said in a sweet soft voice, close against his ear. While her hands were busy opening his shirt, her lips were busy leaving little kisses along his neck.

“Now wait, I thought I was the one…” He whispered in her ear, having put his drink down, his fingers were tracing lightly across her back and shoulders.

“Wait? You want me to stop?” She pushed his shirt down over his broad shoulders, kissing them as she bared them.

“I didn’t say to stop.” Zane slipped his fingers underneath the straps of her dress, sliding them off her shoulders, and she felt his warm moist lips on her shoulders, kissing them, giving her tingles all the way to her toes. Both of them let go of each other, him letting his shirt slide off his arms, her letting the straps of her dress slide off leaving her dress to fall to the waist.

“Good, cause I don’t want to stop any more today.” Jennifer whispered, letting her hand move to the front of his slacks.

 

[Miltone]

Zane Carnaby

“Are you sure?” Zane asked, putting his hand underneath her chin and tilting her face up toward his.

“I’ve never been so sure about something before in my life,” she said, her voice still a whisper, her hand continuing to open up his slacks and slip inside. “I’ve never been with a man who made me feel the way you do. The past few days have been like a dream and I don’t want to wake up until the good stuff happens.”

“Baby, the good stuff is only just beginning,” he replied, his voice falling as a hoarse whisper.

He felt her hand rubbing his cock through the silky boxers making it grow thicker and harder with each stroke. Zane leaned down toward her parted lips, so full and glistening in the warm moonlight. They lips met in a light brushing kiss, but when their tongues touched, they each let out a hot sigh and a deep moan and they pressed their open mouths toward each other, taking the opening bites of their evening dessert.

Zane let his hands trail down from her shoulders over the sheer lace trimmed fabric of her teddy. His fingertips toyed with her hard little nipples before edging lower to scoop at the dress bunched around her waist. Pushing at the stretchy black material, he hooked his thumbs inside it and eased it down over her hips until it fell from her and pooled around her feet. Jennifer withdrew her hand from his slacks and stepped from her dress. He gazed at her in the moonlight, from head to toe and then back again. The stockings, the sheer teddy, the incredible look of desire enflaming her eyes.

“Mmm, baby,” he moaned. “I want you so much.”

“I love the way you call me ‘baby,’ ” she replied.

Reaching around the small of her back, his lips found her neck and shoulder and the tip of his tongue traced a wet little trail from her ear to her shoulder and back. As his kisses moved to the other side of her neck, growing hotter with each touch of his lips upon her skin, his hands pulled at the tiny straps of her teddy, pulling the sheer silky material away
from her gorgeous breasts. The lace edging flicked her nipples as he pulled the teddy down, her puckered aureola and erect tips inviting his kisses lower. As his lips closed around first one nipple then the other, his hands kept moving lower sweeping down past her waist and around to the firm cheeks of her butt.

Zane kissed and licked at each nipple, sucking them up into his mouth each in turn, letting his teeth graze lightly over them. Jennifer gasped and reached behind his head with both hands pulling his head against her body. He drew his hands up to cup her breasts feeling her soft firm flesh fill his palms and fingers, letting his fingertips draw little circles around her nipples now wet from his kisses. The force of his kisses and his touch had pushed her back against the table and she leaned back, resting her hands behind her as he fondled and kissed and licked and suckled her breasts.

“Oh, god, Zane,” she sighed, her voice trembling.

Zane’s hand glided down over her tummy and his fingers cupped her warm damp sex through the silky teddy, bringing another deep sigh from her mouth. He managed to undo the snap and let the silk pull away from her pussy. He boosted her bare little butt up onto the table, parted her legs and stepped between them for a moment. He brought his lips up to her ear and whispered, “I think I’m ready for dessert now, Baby.”

He squatted down between her legs and raised them up onto his shoulders. In the glow of moonlight, he could see the downy little patch of blonde curls and the cleft of her smooth pussy below. Leaning forward he drew her scent in and let his tongue flick forward lightly against her slit. She flinched for a moment and he started to lean back, but she reached for his head and pulled him toward her. As he licked her pussy long and slow, from the top all the way down and back up again, her fingers began to weave into his hair. Each time he lapped her pussy, she would sigh, “Ah … ah … ah … ah!”

“Oh, Baby, you taste so good to me,” he said as his fingers rubbed her lightly. He could see her clit begin to emerge from it little pink hood and he flicked his tongue at it gently. She almost jumped off the table but clamped her thighs firmly against his face trapping him at heaven’s door. Zane pressed his mouth toward her, his tongue circling her clit and then lapping up and down her slit. With a finger he began to explore her wet opening probing just up inside her feeling her body tremble in response, and hearing her breathing grow fast and hot.

Zane began to hum as he licked her and a second finger joined the first in thrusting up inside her, turning and twisting as they went. For a while, he tried licking and fingering her beautiful little pussy hard and fast for a minute, then would lay off gently. But as her sighs and moans grew hotter and deeper, he closed his mouth around her clit and sucked it up into his mouth pressing and wiggling his tongue against it while his fingers turned and twisted and thrust up deep inside.

“Ah … ah … ah … ah … ah!” she cried louder and louder. “Oh, Zane … oh, god!” Her finger nails dug into his scalp as she pulled him firmly against her. Zane could feel the tension building up inside her body and he pressed forward. Her pussy was so hot and wet he laved at her madly. He drew circles around her clit and wrote out the alphabet with his tongue; he had three fingers up inside her tight little pussy now. He growled wildly. He wanted so much to make her cum.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Jennifer Odell

“Ohhhhhhh….” Jennifer howled, suddenly the muscles tightened in her belly almost pulling her to a sitting position. Her eyes rolled back in her head, her face was flushed with a look of pure ecstasy. Her hands balled up in his hair as she shoved his head to her shuddering pussy, with her thighs shaking glued to the sides of his head. Never had she experienced an orgasm before, one had that been building throughout the day. Uncontrollably she shook, the tight walls of her pussy pulsed around his fingers.

“Yes that’s it baby…give in to it…cum baby cum for me…” He growled against her, slurping at the hot juices that were bathing his face.

Her body was rippling over and over again while he drank her essence, his fingers still thrusting and twisting deep inside her.

“Oh Zane…” She exhaled her voice like that of an enchanted whisper. With her body beginning to ebb from the intense sensations, she let her legs fall from his shoulders and she sat completely up. “Oh what did you do to me? I thought I was going to pass out. God, oh god, lover….” Jennifer had let go of his hair and had pulled him away from her still quivering pussy. There was a hot lustful look in her eyes as she held his face in her hands drawing her to him.

The look in her eyes and the sweet taste of her cum lingering on his lips made words unnecessary as he brought his mouth down on hers. She licked her tongue across his lips and softly sucked on his hot tongue as it pressed inside her mouth, tasting her own sweet flavor. Their kiss grew long, deep and as he stood up his arms were around her pulling her off the table embracing her. She stood on her toes, her body weak against his, with their mouths locked to each other’s for what seemed like an eternity before they parted.

“I take it you enjoyed the start of the good stuff?” He said smiling at her, breathless from the kiss.

“Oh yes, definitely yes. Makes me want to enjoy even more.” She whispered her fingers were already sweeping down his chest to hook in the waistband of his slacks.

“Oh it does, does it?”

“Mmm hmm…” She only muttered. Her eyes were shimmering as he watched then felt how she rolled the tip of her tongue leaving a wet trail of licks and kisses down his chest.

Stooping down, she slid his slacks down his legs, helped him slip off his shoes and socks and after he stepped out of slacks, her fingers cupped above his ankles and moved slowly up his legs, across his silk boxers and eased into the waistband of them. Her eyes grew wider with excitement, her mouth was watering when she drew his boxers down his hips and over his thick, stiff erection. While she slipped them off the rest of the way, Jennifer pursed her lips and kissed the tip of it cock.

Zane instantly gasped from her warm wet kiss and after he stepped out of his boxers, his hands were around her arms pulling her up to him.

“Don’t you want me to…”She looked at him, confused.

“Oh baby do I, but I don’t want to fall over either.” He said, almost sighing. He moved back some and bringing her with him he laid down on the lounge chair with her naked body warmly on top of his.

“Mmmm, this does feel better.” She let out sigh and again she kissed down his chest and scooted lower and lower between his legs, pushing them to hang off the sides of the chair. “Now for my dessert.”

He heard the excited, yet sensual glee to her voice and then he felt her tongue, slowly lick and kiss all around his groin. She heard him gasp here and there, and felt the twitches in his thighs with her fingers on them. Jennifer took her time, breathing in his scent, kissing, licking, savoring his taste on her lips and tongue as they moved all along the base of his shaft, the creases between his legs. She watched him jump a bit as she ran her tongue along the cleft of his cheeks up to his balls, licking over them, lavishing them with kisses.

“Oh god…aaaahhhh…”

Jennifer, having never done this before, went more on instinct, wanting to feel and taste every part of him. When she saw, felt and heard his reactions, this urged her and excited her at the same time. With his cock only inches away from her moist lips, he could feel her warm breath and saw the look of desire in her eyes.

“Christ….oh yeah baby…” He groaned as soon as he felt the warm moist wetness of her mouth encircle the tip of his cock then start sliding down along her tongue. His hands were entangled in her hair while he felt her tongue lick, her cheeks suck in as her mouth started moving up and down his thick hard shaft.

 

[Miltone]

Zane Carnaby

“Oh, god … oh, Baby …” Zane moaned as he watched and felt his cock disappear up inside her mouth. After all of the teasing and playing of the past few days, to feel her take him like this was divine. What she may have lacked in expertise, she made up for with enthusiasm. “Oh, Baby, just don’t try to do it all at once, okay?”

“Mmm,” she moaned, his cock still deep inside her mouth.

He tried to guide her with his hands, not forcing her but showing her what he wanted and how he wanted it. She learned quickly and improvised beautifully. No part of him felt overlooked but her hands, her lips, or her tongue. She bobbed her head up and down his shaft slowly at first, pulling off to lick the underside and then twirl her tongue around the head. While running her hand up and down his thick long shaft, already slick with her saliva, she licked his balls and suckled them. When she ran her tongue back up the underside, Jennifer flicked it at his opening, lapping up the precum that had begun to ooze out.

“Mmm,” she moaned, smacking her lips. “Tasty!”

Then her lips closed around the head of his cock and she began to slide him back inside her mouth. He could feel the warmth of her body kneeling between his legs and the heat of her mouth on his cock. As she bobbed her head up and down on him again, her hands began to glide over him, her nails raking lightly over his thighs and belly and chest. Turning and twisting her head, she moved a little faster and sucked him a little harder each time she took his cock inside her mouth.

“Uhhhnnn … uhhhnnn … uhhhnnn …” he kept moaning. “Oh, fuck, Baby … I love the way you suck my cock!” His words seemed to urge her on; she was moving faster and sucking him harder. When she came up for air, she used both hands to stroke him, her hands gripping his slick cock firmly, pumping him, turning and twisting, making his hips rock and thrust involuntarily. When her mouth descended on him again he knew he was getting very close. “You’re going to make me cum, Baby … oh, fuck, yeah …”

She was all mouth and tongue and hands now. After going without for so long, having only his own imagination and his right hand to help, Zane was now in the care of a beautiful young woman, who was learning very quickly how to please him.

“You gonna cum for me, Honey?” she asked as her hands kept stroking faster and faster. “I want to see you cum, Zane … cum for me, Honey!”

In a final flurry, she took him again inside her hot wet mouth. Zane lay back on the lounge under the twinkling blanket of stars and surrendered to the passion of the moment. He felt his cum roil up deep inside him and surge up, feeling it all the way.

“I’m cumming, Baby … oh, fuck … here it comes!” he growled.

Jennifer pulled her head off him for a moment and watched the first huge spurt shoot up in the air and land on her hands and his belly. Then she lowered her mouth on the head as his hot sweet sticky cum shot up into her mouth again and again and again. She moaned and sucked and took him deep inside her until he was milked dry and sprawled before her, his body finally limp and trembling. Then she licked her hands and his belly and kissed her way up over his body. Zane pulled her up into the circle of his embrace and kissed her passionately.

“Did I do okay?” she asked teasingly.

“Okay? That was fucking incredible!”

They laughed together and kissed, their lips still smeared with each other’s mingled scent. Jennifer nestled her head down on his chest feeling and hearing his rapid heartbeat.

“I knew it would be this great,” she cooed. “I just knew it.”

“So did I, Baby,” he answered.

They lay there together for the longest while. Jennifer ran her fingers in circles over his chest while Zane let his hand wander up and down her back, from the tops of her stockings, over her firm ass up along her spine to her shoulders and back again. When it was time to go inside, they gathered up their clothes and walked together up the stairs. When Jennifer started to walk down the hall to her room, Zane reached for her hand.

“I think tonight, I’d like you to sleep with me in my bed,” he said dreamily. “That is, if you want to.”

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Jennifer Odell

“I can’t think of anywhere I’d rather be sleeping.” She said taking his hand, thrilled that he wanted her to share his bed.

“You don’t how happy that makes me feel, baby.” Zane smiled as they walked in his room. He let go of her hand to turn the blankets down and watched her ass sway, naked all but her stockings, as she headed for the bathroom.

“I hope you never quit watching me like that.” She said when she leaned against the counter and saw him staring at her. She raised her leg up and slowly rolled the stocking down, keeping her eyes on him while she did.

“Doing things like that, you’re going to have me doing more than watching.” He remarked, walking over to her and stooped in front. “Why don’t you let me do the other one?”

“Anytime you want, honey.” She giggled, lifting her other leg already feeling his warm fingertips on her thighs, making her shiver a bit. While he sensually rolled her stocking down, her fingers stroked his hair. “Mmmm, the way it feels when you take it off, I just might have you doing it all the time.”

“I don’t have a problem with that.” He sighed and once removing her stocking, he brought her foot up, placing a soft kiss on the instep of her foot.

“Now I know for sure I want you taking them off.”

“Oh you liked that did you?” Zane chuckled and picked up her other foot, giving that one a kiss too. She giggled again and noticed how he was smiling with his eyes trailing down the length of her body to gaze at her pussy. With her leaning against the counter and him holding her foot up, her lips were parted slightly exposing her pink inner folds.

“Are you sure you’re ready for sleeping?” She teased him seeing that glimmer in his eyes.

“What can’t a guy just look, especially at something so beautifully exposed to him?” He chuckled, then took a deep breath an he let her foot go.

“Look, touch, all that good stuff.” Jennifer smiled, looping her arms around his neck. She was surprised excitedly so when she felt his hand at her back, and his other one scoop under her ass to pick her up.

“Yep all that good stuff and there’s plenty of time for it too. But right now, it’s time for sleeping, although that’s part of the good stuff too. Getting to hold you all night.” Zane carried her to his bed and after setting her down, climbed in beside her, pulling the blankets over them.

“Mmmmm, I do like all this good stuff.” She whispered, moving into his arms. She let out a deep breath, sighing, nestling her head on his shoulder and it wasn’t long before she fell sound asleep.

 

[Miltone]

Zane Carnaby

It was early, not long after sunup when Zane opened his eyes and looked over to see Jennifer’s sleeping form beside him. He had fallen asleep after her, feeling her body warm and close, nestled up inside his arms, his head on the pillow, his nose buried in her perfumed hair. Although they had rolled apart during the night, he moved back onto his side and propped the pillows under his head to watch her sleeping so peacefully. It was a gorgeous bright morning, the sunlight beginning to filter in through the curtains.

Jennifer lay on her back, one arm laying on her hip, the other arm tossed up over her head; the leg closest to him was straight down in the bed while the other was bent and lay over to the side. Zane slipped his hand underneath the sheet over toward her body, coming to rest on the soft flesh of her thigh. He brought his hand up, his fingertips raking lightly over the silky smooth skin. He paused when he reached the outer fold of her pussy. It felt so smooth. He traced the outline up and around her sex, through the trim patch of blonde curls then down the other side before letting his palm and fingers cup her mound.

When he drew his middle finger up the slit of her pussy, he found it slightly damp and the inner lips protruding just a bit. Remembering the feel and taste of her on his tongue from last night made his cock stir and begin to grow. As lightly as he could, he ran his fingertip up and down her, sensing the rippling edge of her labia and the hard little nub near the top. When she stirred, he froze; when she settled back to sleep, he moved his finger again. After feeling her damp little opening, Zane let his hand glide up over her belly circle her navel and then drift farther upward till he reached her breasts.

Fingertips only traced lazy circles around her soft tender flesh, so smooth, so soft, so kissable. He pulled the sheet down, baring her breasts to his sight, her pert little pink nipples already pointing upward. Zane leaned over and kissed the nearest one, then the other. His tongue flicked out to circle the aureola, moving closer with each round until it touched the tip. He kissed it again leaving it wet. He blew gently on it, watching the aureola pucker and the tip rise up. Then he licked and kissed the other one in the same way.

Touching her and playing with her like this had made his cock grow long and hard, and although he didn’t want leave her, he needed to use the bathroom. Pulling the sheet back up to cover her, Zane slipped from the bed and went to the bathroom. When he returned, she lay in nearly the same position, only her head was now facing toward where he had been laying. Looking down at her, sprawled across his bed, her hair fanned out over the pillows brought his cock to attention again. He quietly slipped between the sheets again and sidled up toward her. When his body brushed up against hers, she rolled toward him and moaned. Her hand landed on his belly, her fingers resting on his hard cock.

“Mmm, now that you’re back are you gonna finish what you started,” she sighed.

“Me? I didn’t start anything,” he protested weakly.

“Oh, yes you did,” she said, her blue eyes opening. She reached for his hand and brought it up to her mouth, her lips closing around his fingers and sucking on them. “I can tell cause you taste like me.”

“So now that you’ve busted me, what are we to do about it?”

“I’m sure I’ll think of something,” she said with a sexy little smile as her hand reached down and closed around his cock.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Jennifer Odell

“I like you’re thinking already.” Zane said rather weakly feeling her small hand slowly stroking his cock up and down. With the flat of his hand resting on her lower back, he brought her closer, the warmth of his lips licked along the contours of her neck to nibble on her ear.

“I can tell just by how big my new friend is getting.” She sighed in a light sexy voice, her neck cringing a bit from the erotic tingling of his tongue and teeth. Jennifer felt the hairs of his chest tickling her firm breasts as he held her closer and as she arched her back he slipped his hand up her belly to cup her breast.

“Mmmmm, and he likes you very much.” He was whispering, his breath warm and moist at her ear. When her fingers moved down his cock, pulling the skin tight and rubbed her thumb around the head of his cock, he groaned, thrusting his hips a bit. “Very much….” He groaned.

“As much as I like him you think?” She giggled innocently, writhing in his arms as he played with each breast in turn, gently manipulating them and squeezing them. She moved to him, sliding her leg up on top of his and he felt the heat and moisture from her slit rubbing against his leg.

“Maybe more so, baby…” He smiled down at her, licking her parted lips with his tongue, inspired by her heated response to him. Moving away from her a bit, he leaned his head down, clamping his mouth around her hard little nipple sucking it into his mouth.

“Ohhhh…ohhh yesss…” She let out as her back curved more and he felt her other hand in his hair, urging him on. “Oh honey, I love that, that feels soooo good.”
“Mmmmm,” He uttered, feeling her nipple grow hot and harder the more he sucked on it. He then shifted to do the same to the other one, even pulling her nipple up between his teeth, while his fingers teased and toyed with the already moist nipple.

“Ah…ah…ah…” she stammered. As Jennifer arched further, her leg went higher up his thigh, parting the folds of her sex. Her hips began rocking, her pussy sliding up and down on his leg and while she stroked him a bit faster, he could feel the warm wetness of her slit rubbing against his thick cock.

 

[Miltone]

Zane Carnaby

“Oh, Sweet Jesus, Baby,” he groaned as Jennifer rubbed her wet little pussy on the shaft of his cock. Zane moved until he was fully on top of her. He felt her legs fall to each side, spreading her pussy open for him. As he began to rock his hips, he felt the underside of his cock pressing into her slit, feeling the moisture spread onto him. Rising up onto his elbows, he could feel the passion flowing between them. He looked down into her eyes, heavy lidded slits of blue, and he just wanted to melt into her. Something had brought them together, a wicked whim of fate perhaps, but whatever the cause, Zane knew that it was right. She wanted him as much as he wanted her. There were no reasons to say no, to put off any longer what both of them had wanted almost from the start.

“Oh, Zane,” she said, flinging her arms up around his neck. “I want you to make love to me … I want to feel you inside me …”

“Are you sure?” he asked.

“Oh, yes, as much as I’ve ever wanted anything,” she whispered.

He settled his body lightly upon hers, still holding some of his weight above her slender frame. When he kissed her, she returned the kiss with an urgent desire he had never known. When he touched her body, she responded with moans and sighs and movements of her own. And when he reached down to guide his rigid cock toward the damp entrance of her pussy, she thrust her hips upward, pressing herself against him. Whether this was her first time mattered little, for all of the desire that had been building over the past days had brought them to this moment.

“And I want you, Jennifer, so much,” he said before reaching down to kiss her. It felt as if all parts of their bodies were moving together, seeking the same goal.

Her legs rose up to guide his hips toward her center, his body arched and thrust to bring the head of his cock to the damp lips of her pussy. And when they kissed again and his tongue slipped into her mouth, so did his cock press into her pussy, stretching her to fit him. And when the nub of the head had moved inside they paused and shared a deep look of lust. An intimate sensation rippled through them both. Jennifer moved her hands down along his back to cup the cheeks of his ass and pull him into her. And when he was fully inside her they paused again. Their kiss was wild and wet and crazy.

Zane began to move again, slowly at first, letting the full length of his cock run out before thrusting fully back inside her. With long slow deep strokes, he began to make love to her, feeling every inch of his cock fill her snug wet pussy. Her breathing and kisses grew heated as he thrust harder and faster into her with each push. She moaned and called out to him urging him on.

“Zane … Zane … oh, yes … yes … yes!”

He reached his arms around underneath her, and pulled her body to him. He felt her legs loop up around him, her ankles hooking together, her heels digging into the flexing cheeks of his butt. Thrusting wildly into her harder and faster, his lips found her neck and ear and his teeth nibbled on her. He growled into her ear.

“You feel … so good … to me!”

And when he was fully winded, he grabbed her by the shoulders and rolled over onto his back, boosting her up on top of him, without his cock ever leaving the warm damp depths of her pussy. She pushed herself up and found the sweet spot. With her hair falling down to brush against his chest, she began to rock, rising up and falling on him and letting out a deep moan that he could feel all the way down to his toes.