This was too easy Tom thought as he led Charlotte to his bedroom. He had a natural flare with the women. Tom could attract the ladies easily just by flashing his best smile. At 35, 6 foot 2 with tightly cropped black hair and the brightest of blue eyes he was classically good looking. Three nights a week at the gym left his physique tones and he was in good proportions.
Tom had picked up Charlotte from a local bar. She had been out with a group of her friends laughing and giggling each time he turned around. She was a pretty thing just 21 years old. She was slim with blonde hair tied back in a chignon, which he undid so that her hair fell neatly beyond her shoulders framing her near perfect face. He'd kissed her soft lips over and over in the taxi to his flat whilst running his hands over her svelte body.
Back at his flat he had followed the kisses down her neck and moved his hands to her small breasts. Tom had expertly brought her nipples to attention through the fabric of her flimsy red dress. Charlotte had stood and unhooked her dress and let it fall to the floor before stepping out of it. She had an amazing body firm in all the right places. She was wearing a lacy red bra and matching panties and a small red and black suspender belt with black stockings. As she stepped out of her high heels she could nuzzle into Tom's neck.
Now as Tom led Charlotte by her hand with perfectly manicured nails to his boudoir he was already bored. He should be on top of the world but he knew exactly what would lie ahead of her. She would feel like all the other women he slept with but there would be no mental connection, no spark for him. He would just be going through the motions, ticking off a mental checklist.
Tom closed his bedroom door and started kissing Charlotte soft at first but soon became faster and more urgent. He reached around her and unhooked her bra and let it fall to the floor. He kissed her slowly down her body to her panties and removed them down her long stockinged feet. Charlotte quickly undid his buttons on his white shirt and he let it fall off. She sat down on his bed as he undid his buckle slowly before unbuttoning his flies and in one swift movement kicked off his shoes; whilst removing his trousers.
Charlotte moaned and lay back onto the bed. Tom knelt between her legs and continued kissing her letting her touch his naked body for the first time. "Want me to lick you?" Tom asked and Charlotte nodded frantically. Tom kissed his way down to her body as Charlotte put her feet on the bed opening her vagina completely. Her pubic hair was trimmed into a Brazilian and everything was so very neat. Her vagina lips were moist with her juices and it was obvious that she was enjoying herself.
Tom started by kissing around her vagina smelling her juices, which smelt good. He kissed the outer lips then started using his tongue to explore her vagina. He licked using the flat of his tongue to get every bit of her sweet juices. Tom then rolled his tongue and made it rigid before pushing it deep inside her. Charlotte started arching her back enjoying every moment of this. Tom used his fingers to pull her lips apart so he could place his tongue further inside her.
Soon Charlotte was thrashing around on the bed moaning and swearing in her polite voice. When Tom thought Charlotte could take no more he quickly slipped a condom on and slid deep inside her just as she came for the first time. He moved slow at first but built up into a mad frenzy until Charlotte came a second and third time just as Tom filled the condom with his juices.
Tom removed his condom using tissues on the side of his bed and wrapped it and put it in the waste bin. Charlotte made her polite excuses and soon got dressed and left into the night air. "There had to be more than this" Tom sighed as he got beneath his duvet ready for sleep.
Tom had his slumber cut short by his phone ringing with an unknown number. He answered it groggily. "Hello Tom speaking!"
"Hi Tom this is Tina. You might not remember me but you're sister gave me your number. I went to school with you. I am organising a class reunion and would love if you could come. We did send out a letter to your old address but the letter was returned as you've moved and not updated your mailing address. I know its short notice but you are the missing piece as everyone else has agreed to come."
"When is it? I'll have to check my diary as its pretty busy this time of year!" Tom said giving himself a way out whilst trying to rack his brain who Tina was. She must have been in his year at school. Tom mentally cursed his sister for handing out his number why would he want to go to meet people he went to school with all of whom would be married and successful wishing to gloat on their successes. This Tina's voice was sensual and inviting and before long Tom found himself saying that he would love to attend and passing her his email address where he could be contacted with ease.
Later in the day Tom checked his emails and received one from Tina. It gave him more details of the reunion. There was also a link to a website which had lots of photographs of ex pupils of his school and he spent his whole lunch giggling and reminiscing over photographs from the late 1970s.
Tom recognised himself in a few of the photos. He's been a chubby youngster before he had learned the joys of attending a gym. Tom scanned the group photos of his class and year groups trying to find the illusive Tina. He saw a few old friends, his mate Roger who he had practically been brothers with for years.
There was another photo of Roger with a girl that Tom had always fancied. Then it hit him he was sure her name was Christina surely it couldn't have been the Tina who phoned him. His heart jumped slightly at the thought. Christina had been one of his gang for the whole of school but then they had lost touch as you often do when you go to college. She had dated his friend Roger and it had killed him. She was beautiful, intelligent and such a wonderful person. Suddenly Tom got excited at the thought of meeting up with her again after all these years. He imagined how she might have turned out, was she now married to Roger? Did she have kids? Tom's mind swam with ideas and questions.
Tom emailed Tina confirming that he would be attending and he found himself telling her that she should feel free to contact him at any time. He also told her that he hoped that Roger was fine and well. Tom assumed that he was with her she was too much of a catch for his mate to let slip through his fingers.
It wasn't that long 'til Tina had responded to his email. She was surprised that Tom had recognised her and to his sheer joy Tina informed him that she wasn't with Roger. They had broken up soon after school and since then she hadn't had that many relationships. Tina also said that she wasn't looking forward to going to the reunion for the same reasons as Tom.
Suddenly an IM screen popped up on Tom's computer, it was Tina. "Hi sorry for the interruption but saw you online and thought this might be quicker."
"Hi Tina or Christina as I remember you. How are you doing?"
There was a distinct awkwardness in their exchange but soon it was flowing. They were chatting like they always were back at school. Tom found himself laughing and smiling more than he had done in a long while. These were genuine too no forced smiles to get anyone into bed this time. Tom and Tina talked for ages and work seemed to fly by. It was soon 5 o'clock and he regretted telling her that he had to sign off to go home.
"Would you mind if I called you later?" Tina asked.
"How about a drink instead?" Tom ventured hoping with all his being that she would say yes. Her IM box simply stated that she had gone offline. Tom sighed he had blown it. He typed his mobile number and his house address into the IM box to send an offline message and shut down his computer.
All the way home Tom wished he hadn't asked her for a drink. His mind was full of thoughts of their conversations in IM and all they had discussed. This woman intrigued him. She was so fascinating Tom could talk to her for hours and hours. When he got home Tom went to get changed out of his work clothes. He hung his suit up on it hanger but as he took his trousers off he realised that Tina had had more of an affect on him than he realised. He had been too busy smiling to realise that his cock was now hard and straining against his pants. If he didn't masturbate soon it was going to become painful.
Tom lay down on the bed after he had taken his pants off. His hand found his cock easily. Tom started playing with it closing his eyes imagining it was Tina. He could almost hear her soft voice in his ear. Images of what she might look like swam through his head and Tom was close to coming. Normally it took ages of masturbating for Tom to cum as he was normally having sex with random strangers instead of having to masturbate himself.
Tom exploded onto his belly and he felt rather guilty at using Tina to make himself cum. He rubbed the sticky liquid into his stomach; he would need a shower but needed to Tom felt the satisfying glow of just rubbing his spunk into his skin. This was the first night in a long while Tom had nowhere to go no date to go on. This was a luxury a 'night off'. Tom's thoughts were elsewhere however; he wanted to be chatting to Tina.
There was no point lying there like a teenage girl dreaming of her crush. Tom got up and went for a shower. As he stood there washing his body and letting the water run through his hair and down his lean body Tom heard the doorbell go. "Damn! Always when you are in the shower. Why can't anyone ever arrive at your door when you are sitting watching a boring stuff on the television?" Tom wrapped a towel around his hips and padded down to the front door.
Standing before him was Tina. He was sure it was her "Tina is that you?"
"Sorry you were busy I'll come back!"