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FOUR MONTHS LATER
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Tim savored the view as he swung his SUV up the gravel path into his driveway. Spring was finally in full effect in central North Carolina, and that meant a full Sunday afternoon compliment of boaters and partiers on the lake behind his house. He loved this house, the view, and everything it meant about who he was, everything he'd had to accomplish to make it happen.
In some ways, it was a shame he'd be leaving it behind soon.
The garage door opened, and Tim couldn't help but chuckle. He'd been trying to buy Julia a new car since January. She needed no convincing that her Camry was a piece of shit on wheels and badly in need of replacing. Letting him buy the car for her, though... that had taken Tim plenty of convincing. When she'd finally acquiesced, Tim told her she could get anything she wanted, and prepared himself to spend a bunch of money on some foreign luxury car or an American psuedo-sports car.
Instead, she had chosen the beast Tim pulled up next to now, a dark green Dodge Ram -- loaded with every option imaginable and fine-tuned to guzzle more gas than a 747. Indeed, Julia was full of surprises -- just one of the many reasons Tim loved her.
He grabbed the bag off the passenger's seat of his Mariner and made his way into the house as quietly as possible. He and Julia had been at it all weekend, and since they both had Monday off, neither planned to stop anytime soon. The marathon had taken them all over the house, and their last session had ended in one of the guest rooms. Julia had fallen asleep right there on the bed and he'd taken advantage of that to run out and get what he needed. He didn't want to wake her up just yet.
Tim stopped in the game room downstairs and hid the bag in the cabinet with all the 360 and PS3 games. As much as Julia loved all things masculine, she'd never gotten into video games, so he doubted she'd find it there. He also checked his top desk drawer in his office, making sure all the paperwork he needed was there. He so hoped everything would work out like he'd planned.
Julia hadn't been out of his sight for more than an hour, and yet, Tim found himself missing her already. With everything set downstairs, he quickly but quietly ascended the staircase to the second floor and the guest room where he'd left Julia slumbering peacefully. He expected to see her lying on her back, her chest rising and falling gently, and he steeled himself to experience her beauty.
Tim didn't get what he expected.
Oh, what he saw froze in him place, all right, and his beautiful girlfriend was indeed lying on her back. Her chest wasn't rising and falling slowly, though - it was doing so erratically, matching the movement of her right arm between her legs. As she fingered herself, her left hand tweaked one of her nipples, and she moaned softly each time she hit some combination of the right spots. Her dark brown hair, which had grown out some since the new year began, fanned out on the pillow underneath her head.
Tim stepped back out of the doorway so she wouldn't spot him spying on her, but made sure he still had a good view. He'd never watched her do this - at least, not when he wasn't right there beside her doing the same thing - and he knew this was something he didn't want to miss.
"Oh, fuck," she cried out, now sliding three fingers in and out of her slick tunnel. Tim had managed to get three inside her on occasion, but it was also an extremely tight fit. So even though his fingers were larger, he figured she had to be stretching herself pretty good. She continued pumping them in and out of herself for a few more seconds, then focused her attention more on her clit as she inched closer to an orgasm.
Tim's cargo shorts suddenly became very tight, and he loosened his belt and unzipped his fly to give himself more room. Julia was writhing on the bed under the smooth manipulation of her own fingers, no doubt bringing herself right to the edge, only to back down for a few moments to cool off before repeating the process.
"Oh, fuck!" she repeated, now feverishly rubbing her clit. The way she was getting into this, how incredibly worked up she got -- it made Tim more horny than he had been in a long time, which was saying something.
She was positively gorgeous, but the longer he stood and watched the show, the less he felt like enjoying the view, and the more he wanted to get involved.
He finally pulled his cock from his boxers, and was just about to start jerking himself off when he heard Julia continue. "My fingers are nice, but I wish it was your tongue, baby."
Tim stopped and half-smiled. He should have known she saw him watching her from the hallway. He half-heartedly lamented the fact that he hadn't hidden himself better, because he was sure he really would have enjoyed the show Julia put on.
Of course, in exchange for missing the show, he got to do what Julia had asked. Pretty decent trade-off as far as Tim was concerned.
He quickly undressed, leaving his thrown-together ensemble of weekend clothes in a pile in the hallway, and made his way quietly to the bed. She obviously knew he was there, but she didn't open her eyes or make any move to acknowledge his presence as he moved toward her. Her legs were half hanging over the side of the bed, so he knelt down and spent a few seconds watching Julia's fingers work at close range.
Her scent was much more powerful close up, and he could hear the various noises she made -- the way her breath caught in her throat, her subtle and not so subtle moaning -- much more clearly. He marveled at her mostly bare pussy, following the single "landing strip" of hair from just south of her waist to her clit. He could see how wet she was, and he followed a single drop of moisture as it leaked from her pussy and added to the wet spot on his sheets.
There were just two senses left to satisfy, and when Tim could take it no longer, he slid his hands under Julia's ass cheeks and dove tongue-first into her pussy, grinning when she screamed at the sudden shock.
"TIM!!!!!" she shrieked. "OH MY GOD!!!"
She instinctively squeezed her legs together, locking her heels around Tim's upper back. He hadn't been planning on stopping anyway, but she was making absolutely sure of it.
"Holy fuck, that's just... I was just thinking about... OH!" Julia exclaimed. "Oh, fuck, lick my pussy, baby!"
Tim held her wrist in place, forcing her to continue rubbing her clit as he tongue fucked her pussy deeply. He knew his tongue wasn't all that long, but for some reason, he felt like he was hitting places with it tonight that he'd never reached before.
"Oh, God, if I'd known," Julia started, but then trailed off. It was like somewhere in her subconscious, she realized putting together coherent thoughts wasn't really worth the effort. "Known... all I had to... think of you and you'd be here..."
Tim ramped up the intensity with his tongue so she would stop talking. Not that he didn't love hearing her voice, but she'd caught him peeping fair and square, so there was no need to act otherwise. He really just wanted her to relax and enjoy the orgasm he was about to deliver.
Tim dug his fingers into Julia's pliable asscheeks, pulling her as hard into his face as he could. As his tongue continued its assault on her pussy, his nose brushed back and forth against her clit, fighting her fingers for the honor. It had been a day or so since Tim had shaved, so he figured she might be enjoying the stubble on his jaw rubbing that sensitive stretch of skin between her pussy and her ass.
Julia moved her hand away from her clit and grabbed Tim's hair instead. Tim also needed a haircut, and Julia was taking full advantage of the extra length. Tim responded by pulling his right hand back toward his body and sinking two fingers into her sopping pussy, which just added to her incoherent babbling. The juices from her excitement were enlarging the already-large wet spot on the bed, but enough of them were dripping down onto her ass that it gave Tim a mischievous idea of how to finish her off. He didn't use it all that often, but when Julia was in the right mood, it sent her spiraling off the charts.
