"I'll tell you while we are having dinner, my love." "Well, we are having dinner at my place, I have prepared all the things we had on our first dinner date at the Resort," Marion informed him.
She drove home and Gary was astounded at her Condo when they reached it. It was an eleventh floor unit -- with views of the city and the surrounding countryside. It was situated just on the outskirts of the city. It was impeccably furnished with a black lounge suite, a large crimson rug on a polished wood floor and rosewood occasional tables scattered around the room, and in the corner a small. built-in bar, with a variety of drinks and glassware.
The kitchen was very modern with all mod cons. There were two bedrooms; one of which was set up as an office, and the other was the main bedroom. This was decorated with a pale green background, and a delicate mural on one of the walls of an English country garden. The furniture was a rosewood four-poster, with a canopy and pale green sateen drapes. There were bedside cabinets on each side of the same wood. A room that was not over-decorated, which suited Marion down to the ground.
After taking him through the condo. Marion suggested a drink and that maybe he would like to freshen up before dinner.
Gary took her in his arms and kissed her, and suggested leaving dinner till later. He had missed her so much in the last two months.
Marion laughed, and he lifted her into his arms, strode over and lay her on the bed, kissing her all the while. She was fully dressed at this point but it took him about five minutes to divest her of her suit. He took off his jacket, shirt and tie but left his pants on. He wanted this to be all for her. He bent down and softly began to kiss her over her face, sucking her ear lobe into his mouth. He continued down, kissing her mouth again, seeming not being able to get enough of her. He delved into the crevice of her neck and down over her beautiful mounds of breasts. He began to suckle one then the other alternatively, not letting either one alone for more that a few seconds. He feasted on the nipples which he had sucked until they stood up for him. He licked them with his tongue, bit them gently with his teeth and sucked on the areoles surrounding them. He took her bounteous breasts into his mouth, first the left and then the right and suckled them until Marion cried out in passion.
Gary then wended his way over her stomach, tickled her navel with his tongue all on the way to the main attraction. Marion, by that time was feeling the whole gamut of emotions, from glorious passion to being very close to orgasm.
Gary was determined to make her wait. He picked up her left foot and took her toes into his mouth. He sucked each digit separately, building the tension. He changed to the right foot and did the same thing to them. He carried on up to the ankle, one at a time, up her calf and under her knees. He had by then worked his way up to her inner thighs. He lay there and laved them giving them all the love and attention they deserved. He thought that he had better divest himself of his trousers by then, as he knew it was getting close to the moment that he would sheath himself in her warm, soft covering.
Marion was writhing on the bed. She was trembling; it had been so long since their last coupling. While in that state, the tip of Gary's tongue touched her labia lips, and found it way into her velvet sheath. He wriggled his tongue around for a few moments, and then pushed his index finger into that glory hole. He worked his finger in and out of that hot, wet pussy. He then inserted a second and a third finger into her, making her breathing shorten until she was flowing over his hand. He couldn't get enough of her; he lapped her juices as she continued spasming against his mouth.
Gary then positioned himself above her, and looked into her eyes.
"Are you ready for me, my darling."
