Again, I was first out of bed the next morning. I quickly showered, shaved and dressed while Ashley continued to sleep. I headed to the kitchen and had hot coffee ready in just a few minutes.
I peeped back into the bedroom and saw her starting to stir. The smell of brewing coffee is better than an alarm clock.
I grabbed two cups and headed toward her just as her feet touched the floor.
"Hold it right there, young lady. I have your coffee ready so you can enjoy it in bed."
"Well, why didn't you tell my bladder?" She ran to the bathroom and didn't even bother to close the door. Wow, she did have to pee. It sounded like a water hose running in there. After a moment, I could hear her unroll the paper, wipe and finally flush the toilet. She washed her hands and then came quickly back to bed and fluffed up the pillows. I handed her the cup and we both snuggled together and sipped our coffee. I still had my clothes on but it doesn't matter when you can snuggle up with a naked gorgeous woman.
She said, "Thank you. What time is it?"
"About 6:45 or so."
"Why do you get up so early?"
"Because you wear me out at night and I always fall to sleep soon after you drain my balls."
"Well maybe we can wait a little later at night to rape, plunder and pillage each other."
"Speaking of plunder and pillage, we need to head to the bank when it opens. Where do you have accounts?"
"At Wells Fargo. I think they offer safe deposit boxes."
"Let's head over there after breakfast. They open at 9:00?"
"I think so. I normally bank by mail or use their ATM so I rarely go inside."
I reached for her right breast and traced my fingers around the areola and nipple. She smiled and watched me for a few seconds and then reached for my cock and caressed it through my trousers.
I asked, "Could we try something new this morning?"
"What do you have in mind, lover boy?"
"I'd love for you to squat over my face and let me lick you."
"Now?"
"Yes."
"Oh yuck! Don't you want me to take a shower first?"
"No, I love the natural smell of a woman, especially in the morning."
She studied my serious face, frowned but finally agreed.
"OK, if you're sure about this. At least I got up during the night and douched. You know, your semen ran out of me for an hour. Even though I had a towel under me, every time I turned, I hit another wet spot. I finally just had to get up and deal with it. Next time, when I tell you to shoot a pint of semen up my vagina, don't take me literally."
Ashley put her coffee on the nightstand and stood up on the bed. She placed her feet on each side of my head. She looked down and said, "I can't believe I'm doing this. Are you sure?" I smiled and nodded. As she held on to the bed's headboard, she slowly squatted until her vulva was just over my nose. She giggled in anticipation of the sensations coming.
She stared down at me, past her Mons and watched my face as I moved into position. I started with light tongue touches to her clit and the outer labia. My hands were supporting the upper part of her thighs and I used my fingers to gently part her inner labia to reveal the urethra and the beautiful pink opening of her vagina. The slightly pungent odor of her urine was present but was certainly not a hindrance to my pleasure. She had not shaved in a few days so the light blonde stubble on the outer labia slightly tickled my tongue. I ran my tongue up the sides of her outer labia and then moved inside to explore the gaping entrance to her vagina.
This was definitely having an effect on her. I could feel her shiver and her butt cheeks clench as I touched her clit over and over again. Her vagina was getting very wet and the clear viscous liquid started to ooze out around my tongue. It tasted wonderful.
I moved my mouth down a bit farther and gently explored her anus with my tongue. Again, her cheeks clenched and squeezed my tongue. Finally, her body shook and she yelled, " Jim, that tickles." I then licked a bit harder and inserted the tip of my tongue into the opening of her rectum. Ashley jumped and shrieked so I moved back to her vaginal opening and concentrated on inducing her orgasm. It was not long in coming. The fluids flowed, the chill bumps returned and the involuntary twitching told me she was ready. I buried my tongue in her vagina while massaging her clit with my nose. She suddenly moaned and sat down on my face with her inner thighs covering my ears. I was buried. Her weight pressed my head into the pillow but I loved every second of it. I heard a muffled scream. Her legs clinched my head and squeezed. Suddenly, a squirt of water was ejaculated into my face. I was drenched.
Meanwhile, at the other end, my cock had a mind of its own and was merrily shooting off like a fireworks display. It needed no manual or oral encouragement. What a mess. Semen was running everywhere inside my undershorts.
She finally relaxed and pulled herself up and off my face. She looked at my soaked face and hair and I looked at her, wet with perspiration. All we could do was laugh and grab for the towel.
She finally spoke, "That's the first time I've ever sat on a face. Do you know any more positions like that?"
"We'll see. I am really glad you're willing to try new things."
"Your gentleness makes it very easy for me and I have had the best sex of my life with you. You are so unselfish. You're obviously focused on my pleasure and that is so unusual for a man." She reached out, unzipped my pants and took my sticky wet flaccid torch in hand. "I'm just worried about junior here. I'm not sure it can keep up with me."
"Junior does have some limitations but, properly exercised, he should be good to go."
"I think I can exercise him to peak performance."
"I do too, now why don't you go and get ready while I fix us something to eat. Do you like bacon and eggs?"
"Sure, who doesn't? But just a couple of strips and one egg scrambled, please."
"You got it." I hurried to the bathroom with a change of underwear and trousers. The semen ran down my legs as I walked.
The bank was open at 9:00 and it took only 20 minutes to rent a safe deposit box. After the bank guard left us, we stuffed it full of currency and some other valuable documents that Ashley had at the house. I also enclosed the funds transfer information and receipts that Brian had given me. We closed and locked it with our key and called for the guard to secure the box. Ashley decided to keep $5000 out, putting $3000 in her checking account and keeping the balance for current expenses.
She left for her office with my $10,000 check while I went for a short drive just to enjoy the new car.
About 11:45am, Ashley called and asked if I could meet her for lunch. She was near a California Dreaming restaurant in Kennesaw and I happened to be only 15 minutes from there. When I arrived, she was waiting outside with another woman a bit older than us.
"Jim, I want you to meet Linda. She's the lady you first talked to at the office"
"Hey Linda, very nice to meet you. I appreciate you arranging for Ashley to help me."
"Hi Jim, you're more than welcome. She's been telling me a lot about you. I must say, you're as handsome as she indicated. I think you two make a lovely couple."
I glanced at Ashley who seemed to be embarrassed but still had a grin on her face.
"Well thank you very much. Ashley is the rose in our relationship. I'm just a big thorn in her side."
"That's not what I hear-but enough of that. You two have a great lunch. I need to be back at the office in a few minutes."
After Linda walked away, I turned to Ashley. "That was unexpected. So you've been sharing information about me with your girlfriends?"
"No, it's nothing like that. Linda and I are very close. She knows the struggles I've had the last few years and she looks out for me, no matter if I want her to or not. When I mentioned you more than a few times, she pried out some additional information about my feelings for you. She has no idea you are sleeping with me. But she knows that I like you very much and that you're different from other men I have dated."
"Let's talk about it over lunch." We entered the restaurant and were seated right away. Ashley ordered a grilled salmon salad and I had the pastrami sandwich. We again had unsweetened ice tea.
"So, how am I different from other men?"
"Well, for one thing, you don't slobber all over me when we kiss. And you open doors for me and you speak to me like an equal, not like guys do with a dumb blonde. You also don't snore and you put the seat down after you pee. You seem to enjoy cooking and drinking wine and listening to normal music, not all that rock crap that no one can understand. You answer the phone on the first or second ring when I call and you take care of yourself. I doubt you are a single pound overweight which is a lot better than me. Is that enough for starters?"
"Well you didn't say how great looking I am or how I have a nice car or that I am well endowed and a magnificent lover."
"I also didn't mention how sex-crazed and arrogant you are, how you throw your money around and expect me to swoon over your cock just because it is huge."
"Touché. But I don't think I'm arrogant. Maybe the next time I'm acting that way, you can point it out to me."
"Well, it just happened. You said I didn't mention how great looking you are. That's arrogance in my book."
"That's not arrogance. I'm just stating the facts." She kicked me under the table and it hurt. I deserved it.
After the delicious lunch, Ashley headed to the office to meet up with the young couple. I headed to Buckhead but drove by the house one more time. It's just the perfect one for me, and I hoped, Ashley one day. I was really falling for this lady but we had to find a way to get her out of the marriage. I realized that I didn't even know his name. If I could dig up some dirt on him, he might agree to let her go to avoid a big problem. Maybe Brian or some of his FBI buddies could help. The fact that he brought home stacks of cash and wouldn't tell Ashley how he got it played into our hands. He's involved in something, but just what?
Later that afternoon, I called the Westin to tell them I'd be checking out Sunday morning.
For dinner that evening, I decided to grill one of the large rib eye steaks and serve it with baked potatoes and steamed broccoli. One steak was plenty big enough for the two of us. Rather than a dessert, I thought a nice cheese course with Harry's bread would be appreciated. But I needed a nice red wine so I headed to Sherlock's Wine Shop that was just down the street. I "invested" in a very nice 2007 Barolo for only $179.00 so it had better be good.
As I left the wine store, I noticed a flower shop just across the street. That's exactly the missing touch in Ashley's townhouse-she needed to have fresh flowers. I stopped and entered the shop. The lady who greeted me just happened to be one of the two ladies I'd seen at Canoe sitting near us. She remembered me.
"Hello again. Did you recover from that leg kick your girlfriend laid on you?"
