I held myself up as long as I could. As my cock softened and began to slip out of her, I felt her pussy squeeze me one last time. The effort was appreciated, but alas, too late. My cock slipped out of her with a soft plop.
She lowered her legs to the floor and I slowly eased off her and collapsed on the left side of her. My cock left a trail of fluid across the top of her thigh as I moved. She moved her arm out of the way as I let all of my weight fall onto the floor. My right leg stretched out next to her and my left leg rested softly on her thighs.
We were both breathing hard. From my new vantage point, I could see her breasts rising up and down as she breathed in deeply. Her nipples were still standing up proudly in the afterglow of our love making.
I slid my left hand down her belly, moving my fingers slowly toward her pussy. I could feel the heat coming from her as my hand got closer. Just as I was about to brush my fingers across her clit, she reached down and grabbed my hand.
"No...." she whimpered, "I don't think I can....too sensitive. Just hold me."
I slid my hand back up her belly, across her right breast, casually brushing my palm against her nipple. My hand continued upward to her shoulder and I pulled her against me, and then further until her chest was resting on mine.
I'm not sure how long we laid there like that, her breasts pressed against my chest, with my arms holding her securely. When we woke, the sun was barely shining through the windows. Late afternoon shadows were working their way across the room.
I began softly stroking her smooth back.
"Emily," I whispered several times.
"Mmmmmmmm," she moaned, finally raising her head slightly to look up at me.
"That was very nice, thank you," she said, laying her head back down on my chest. Her hand made its way over to my cock, softly gripping it with her fingers.
I had to gently push her off of me. "Hey, now," I said, "we can't do this all day."
"Awwwwww," she said with a pout, releasing my hardening cock. "If we can't do this anymore, what do you have in mind?"
She sat up and my eyes flew to her breasts, loving the way that they sat proudly on her chest. Damn, she was beautiful. My cock was hard again.
"As much as I want to stay here, doing wonderful things to you, I think we should get cleaned up and go get some food," I said.
"Well, now that you mention it, I have seemed to have worked up an appetite," she said with a smile.
I stood up, stretching my arms up into the air. Napping on the floor, even with a beautiful woman, didn't do much for the back. I was really stretching good, rising up onto my toes as finished, when I felt her mouth envelop my cock.
My feet came down solid on the floor as I looked down at her. She looked up at me, smiling with her eyes. She gave my cock a few good solid swirls of her tongue and then released me. She stood up next to me, her hand holding onto my now throbbing cock.
"Will I get to see him again later?" she asked teasingly.
"I think he could pop in and out a few times," I replied back.
I leaned down and kissed her warm lips. "I'll see you in an hour, okay?"
She walked me to her back door, arms wrapped around my waist. At the door she turned and asked, "What's for dinner?"
"Whatever you'd like to have," I replied.
"Hmmmmm," she pondered the idea for a bit, "if we go get something and bring it back here, the sooner you can have your way with me."
I had to agree with that logic.
"How about some Tex-Mex?" I offered. "We could get some quesadillas, queso and chips, and make margarita's here on the back deck."
"Now that sounds delicious!" she said, "What should I wear?"
"Well, I really like your outfit now," I replied, referring to her nakedness. "But since you need to wear something, how about wearing something sexy?"
"Agreed," she replied. She gave me a quick kiss and pushed me out the door.
I walked around the pool area, picking up my clothes and putting them on. Hopping over the fence wasn't as easy this time. The afternoon's escapades had really zapped me.
I put the lawn equipment away and headed to the shower.
In a short while, I was knocking on Emily's front door.
When Emily opened the door, my jaw hit the floor. She was dressed in a short black mini-skirt and a fishnet-type cami top with black high heels. Her nipples were proudly poking through the holes of her top. Had I wanted, I could have reached out and tugged on them, they were that erect and poking through the material.
She smiled and said, "You like?"
"I do, I do." I replied, already feeling my manhood growing inside my pants.
I led her out to my truck, and as she climbed into the passenger side, I had the perfect view of her sweet bare ass and the lips of her pussy. When I walked around and climbed into my seat, I found her sitting back in the seat, the seatbelt creating a division between her breasts. She was lightly toying with her nipples where they poked through the mesh material.
I had to adjust my cock in my pants just to be able to drive. Emily saw this and giggled.
At the restaurant, I started to get out to get our food, but Emily said, "This is on me, so I'll get it."
"Dressed like that?" I asked her in disbelief. But she had already slipped out of the truck.
"Dressed like what?" she said with a smirk, and closed the door of the truck.
I watched her walk across the sidewalk into the restaurant. Damn, but she looked great. It was an incredible view. The skirt barely covered her sweet little tush, and of course, her breasts were clearly on display.
A few seconds after she disappeared inside of the restaurant, three college-age guys came out with looks of amazement on their faces. They stopped just outside of the door. I couldn't hear their conversations, but I know they were talking about Emily.