YEAR ONE
DAY ONE
A knot of nervousness wiggled and weighed within Jeff as he walked Dana up the stairs of her brownstone. Just before they reached the top step, he grabbed her hand. She turned and smiled up at him. He felt an answering flutter of happiness. From the first time, he saw her at work, he felt a stirring of attraction. She cocked her head to the side, curly brown hair falling to the side and he noticed a small dimple in her left cheek.
"Yes?" She looked up with a flirty expression.
He smiled and leaned down, slowly. He liked the fact she was eight or nine inches shorter than his six foot frame. He liked the way she laughed. He liked the curly brunette hair the bounced in tandem with the shake of her head. He liked that she noticed the sliver of moon in the sky when they got off the el.
Their lips met. Shivers of pleasure and rising passion flooded through his body. He held her petite frame close to his as their tongues intertwined. He could feel her body press against his hardened cock and then she pushed away.
"Thanks for a great night Jeff." Dana stepped back and unlocked her front door. "See you on Monday."
Jeff gave a wave. "Talk to you soon."
DAY EIGHT
The curve of her breast fit perfectly in the palm of his hand as he gently squeezed. His lips locked with Dana, he let his hands travel down her midsection to the hem of her t-shirt. She was straddling him on the couch pressing against his rock hard cock. He began to tug up the shirt.
Dana broke off the kiss. "Wait."
Disappointment and yearning flooded through Jeff. Their first few dates had gone well, but Dana hadn't invited him in or gone over to his place. He had been ecstatic when she had asked him inside at the end of tonight's date.
But Dana flashed a smile and unhooked large, hoop earrings. "These damn things get caught so easily." She leaned over to put the jewelry on the coffee table before raising her arms above her head and looking at him expectantly.
In a single motion, he had her shirt off and they began making out again. His hands explored the back of the bra, searching for the hooks. With a sigh of relief, his fingers successfully unhooked the bra with no more than a momentary hesitation. Dana smoothly rolled his shoulders, letting the bra straps drift down her arms.
This time it was Jeff who broke from the kissing. His hands ran across her chest, cupping her breasts. He leaned down and hungrily took in her left breasts. His teeth and tongue teased the nipple before he travelled around and under her breast. By the time he was at her right nipple, Dana resumed dry humping. His hands moved up and down her sides, relishing in the curve of her body. He let his fingers move along the top of her jeans. He started to unbutton her pants.
"Wait." She put her hands over his. "Let's slow down a bit."
He nodded and was about to reply when the front door rattled.
"Shit!" Dana's head whipped around. "My roommate's home."
Jeff stood up and her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist. He half ran to the corridor. "Which is your room?"
"Second door."
They got into the room and closed the door just before the laughing voices carried in from the living room.
"Oh no, she brought her volleyball friends home with her!" Dana's hot breath tingled down his spine. Slowly, she released her legs and slid down his body.
"What do we do?" Jeff whispered.
"Listen at the door. Maybe they're just stopping by before they go out. They were talking about going over to Clark and Addison and doing a little bar hopping."
Jeff put his ear to the door. He could hear a group of female voices. He thought he could vaguely make out something about a spike and then laughter. He became acutely aware of Dana kneeling between his legs. As she readjusted herself, she brushed against his crotch and he instantly began to harden.
Suddenly, he felt feather touches run up his thighs. He looked down to see Dana grinning up at him. "Huh?"
"Shhhh... just keep listening." Her hands reached his zipped and she slowly unzipped him.
"I thought you wanted to slow down?"
"I could stop..." At his shake of the head, she reached in and fished out his cock. "Better start listening, otherwise I'll put this guy back in."
He leaned forward and put his ear back to the door. He felt her hands grasp his shaft and move back and forth.
"You still listening?"
He nodded and then felt a warm mouth swallow his manhood. "Ohhhh..."
"Keep listening."
Laughter erupted from the living room. He felt her tongue twirl around his head before moving down his shaft again. There was a slight sucking sound as she moved further down his shaft. He leaned heavily against the door, concentrating on the sweet, warm mouth sucking his cock.
Suddenly it was gone.
"What are they doing?" Dana's harsh whisper cut through his bliss.
"Um..." He listened. They sounded like they were in the kitchen now. He thought he could hear one of them talking on a phone. "I think they are still trying to figure out where to go."
"Good boy." Dana returned to sucking him. "Keep listening."
Jeff closed his eyes in pleasure. She took him deep in her mouth three... four times. He looked down and saw her brown hair waving back and forth as she moved back and forth. He then felt her cock leave her mouth with a soft pop. He felt her tongue slide down one side of his rock hard cock and then the other.
He felt his orgasm beginning to build. Her mouth returned to sucking him. He felt her hands move from his cock around to his ass. She began to pull his hips so that he was fucking her mouth. Each stroke, he felt her go deeper. Jeff knew he wasn't huge, but she was taking him deeper than any girl had ever taken him before.
Through the door, he thought he heard the girls start to leave.
Dana began moving in earnest. He felt himself draw closer, but resisted the urge to control the pace. He wanted her to be in control. She grabbed his ass, pulling him closer. His manhood slid deeper into her mouth.
He felt himself edge closer. "Dana, I'm going to cum soon."
The petite brunette squeezed his ass hard and he began spurting into her mouth. He felt her swallow his cum. As his cock began to deflate, she swirled her tongue around his shaft and head.
Finally, she allowed him to slide out of her mouth. She smirked up at him as she tucked him back in and zipped him up. "Now that was fun."
