A couple of weeks after my discovery of Leslie's sex tape and photos she and my wife had planned a weekend get together and cookout. Leslie and her boyfriend Jeff were to come over mid-afternoon on Saturday for a swim followed by a bar-b-que. However, things took an unexpected turn when my wife Barbara told me on Friday afternoon that she had to go in to work on Saturday around noon and work for half a day.
"Well, I suppose we can call Leslie and Jeff and put the cookout on hold until another weekend" I said.
"No, I don't want to do that - I only have to work until 4 or 5 PM...besides, Leslie told me Jeff has already asked for Saturday off so they can be here" Barbara replied. "Anyway, I'll be home before you start the bar-b-que."
"Ok...that will work out" I answered.
Saturday around noon Barbara went off to work and I puttered around the pool getting it ready for the gathering. About 2 PM I heard a car pull up in the driveway so went around to see who it was. I got to the front as Leslie got out of her car...alone.
"Hi" I said. "You're a little early, Leslie."
"I know...I came into town to get some stuff done first and finished earlier than expected...I hope you don't mind" she answered.
"No, not at all. Where's Jeff?"
"He went off with one of the guys earlier to help him move some furniture...he'll be along around 4 or so." she said.
"Well, come on inside and cool off. Want a beer or something?" I asked
"Yea, 'something' would be great!" answered Leslie.
We went inside where I got Leslie a cold beer and we went out on the back porch to sit and talk. I had just gotten comfortably seated when Leslie startled me with her next comment.
"So, Robert...did you like what you saw a couple of weeks ago? At my apartment?"
I sat there dumbfounded, staring at her. "Could she know about the videotape?" I wondered to myself, my mind going a mile a minute. I was at a loss for words.
"I sure liked what I saw" said Leslie. "It's ok...I left the tape there on purpose, hoping you would watch it."
"H-h-how did you know?" I sputtered. "I mean, I rewound it to where I found it."
Leslie laughed. "When I left for the weekend I kept my computer on. I had the web cam set to snap a picture every 30 seconds all weekend long...just in case there was anything good to see."
My mind was beginning to understand. "So, were you successful?"
"Yes...I was. You have a really nice cock, Robert" Leslie replied.
"So, you watched me...watching you, huh?"
"Yes, several times in fact - I kept the files of you jerking off so I can look at them whenever I want. You know, it's too bad we never got it on when we were dating..." Her voice trailed off as though she was contemplating what might have taken place.
I couldn't think of anything to say. "So, maybe there is a chance, yet" I thought to myself.
"What time did you say Jeff would be getting here" I asked with more than a little excitement in my voice.
"Well, actually...Jeff won't be here today. He went out-of-town yesterday and will be gone until Monday. I just said that earlier until I was sure you might be interested." explained Leslie.
I looked down at my watch; "2:15 PM". Hum...Barbara would be gone for at least a couple more hours.
"After I saw that you had enjoyed yourself, I found the spot where your cum had landed. You didn't do a very good job cleaning it up, Robert" Leslie said with a grin on her face. "I could still taste it in the carpet."
"What? You did what?" I exclaimed.
"I just love the smell and taste of cum...man or woman" stated Leslie. "But I'd love to try it a little fresher....do you think you can help me out?"
My dick was throbbing in my shorts, threatening to burst every stitch. Was I hearing her right? Did she want to do it as much as I did, I wondered. "I'm game if you are, Leslie" I heard myself say.
Leslie was gazing down at the bulge I had in the front of my shorts. "Nice tent you're making there, Robert" Leslie stated huskily.
"It's all for you, Leslie" was all I could manage to say as Leslie slowly got up from her seat and walked over to my chair. Slowly kneeling in front of me, she reached forward and placed both her hands on my cock, rubbing it through the fabric. I sat there unmoving as she leaned forward and placed her lips next to my ear.
"Now, lets see this thing in person, shall we?" Leslie whispered.
I could smell the wonderful aroma of clean female body and perfume as Leslie flicked my ear with her tongue. "God, that drives me wild" I replied, and taking her face in my hands I brought our lips together, sliding my tongue deep into her mouth. She greedily sucked my tongue as we French kissed, and I touched her breasts for the first time. Her nipples were hard, as always.
"You have the most erotic nipples of any woman I've known. Do the stay hard all the time?" I asked.
"Yes, they do. I guess I love to have them sucked so much that they permanently stay erect." "Some days I get so horny that I have orgasms just from my nipples rubbing against my bra" Leslie answered.
Sliding my hands up under her shirt, I found her bra-encased breasts and pushed my hands inside. Leslie let out a loud groan as my fingers closed around her nipples, pinching them lightly. I rolled each nipple slowly, savoring the feel of her flesh.
Leslie tilted her head back and closed her eyes, enjoying the sensations I was giving her. Her hands remained on my cock, unmoving as she savored the excitement.
I slid my hands out from under her shirt and got to my feet, helping Leslie to stand. As I looked down at her petite body she stood on her tiptoes and pushed her mouth against mine, our tongues dancing over each other. It took just seconds for me to unbutton her shirt and slide it off her shoulders, leaving her in her shorts and bra alone.
Leslie had resumed rubbing my cock, which throbbed almost painfully against my shorts, waiting to be released. As I ran my hands down her back and under her waistband, she began to unzip my shorts. I felt as if I was going to cum at any minute. I cupped her tight ass in my hands and pulled her close, which wedged my now exposed cock between our bodies. Leslie's hands were wrapped around my shaft, which pulsed with my heartbeat.
"God, you cock is so hot and hard" said Leslie breathlessly. Are you always this big?"
"Yes, I've been over 7 inches since I was 14 years old." I answered.
"Why didn't we ever make it into bed when we were dating?" asked Leslie. I could have had this a l-o-n-g time ago!"
"I don't know...maybe we were different people back then. I've never been one to put the moves on a girl just to get in bed with her" I replied.
"If I had known you were the owner of this cock, I would have been the one making the moves on you!" Leslie exclaimed. Leslie slowly began to stroke my cock as we pulled back from each other. I fumbled with the clasp on her shorts, trying to get it opened. "Let me help" Leslie volunteered, and she easily opened the waistband.