"I appreciate your concern, but I am sure you have better things to do. It's Friday night."
"My mind is already made up; you are not spending your birthday alone."
By this time she had her arms folded and the look on her face told Mike that she'd made up her mind. Plus, he couldn't find a good reason to turn down an evening with a friend in favor of being alone with an old movie and his self-pity.
"Okay, it will be later this evening. I'll treat you to a home cooked meal, also."
"Good." She smiled again "In that case, I will be back in a few hours."
Mike took a shower, changed and went about preparing dinner while Susan took advantage of the retreating sun and went for a run.
Mike finished dinner and started working through some bills. He'd turned on some Jimmy Buffet, poured a glass of wine and did some other paperwork. He'd made it through most of the take home stuff he'd plan to peruse and was working on the details of the vacation he was planning for Mariah and he to Orlando when...."BOO!"
Mike yelped with surprised as he almost jumped out of his skin. And his heart continued to race at a thousand miles per hour while Susan stood there, doubled over from laughter. It took her a good three or four minutes before she could form any words as tears literally ran down her cheeks.
"I'm sorry Mike, I let myself in. You look so engaged I could not help myself."
"Okay, you certainly got me. Now I have to change my clothes."
"Eww" She said and looked down at his pants. "I didn't mean to scare you that bad."
"What? No!" He blushed "I spilled wine all over my shirt."
He changed into a t-shirt and entered the kitchen. Susan offered him another glass of wine as a peace offering. Mike was finally calm enough to admit it was pretty funny. And he noticed Susan cheeks were all rosy and she was positively glowing from laughing so much. She was absolutely stunning. She had her brown hair in a ponytail. She didn't have on any makeup (she hardly ever wore any) but her lips were the perfect shade of red and her skin was lightly tanned and flawless. She wore a pink crochet style tank top, low-rise form fitting blue jeans – both showing off her figure quite nicely.
Susan liked what she saw also, but then she was attracted to Mike from the first day they met. He and his wife were two of the many neighbors that dropped by on the second day after she'd moved in. They brought over a gift and introduced themselves. Kate was pregnant with Mariah and they seemed to be the perfect couple. She was a beautiful blonde and Mike was the tall brown-eyed handsome husband.
Mike and Susan continued conversation over dinner and talked for a long time after dinner, nursing their coffee and dessert. They then moved to the living room. Mike brought the bottle of wine and the glasses. Susan brought the movie and went over to the disc player to load it.
Once the DVD was in the player, Susan came over and sat very close to Mark.
"I am a little cold." She said as she snuggled up close to him.
Mark put his arm around her and rubbed her arm.
"You want me to get you a blanket or something?" He asked.
"Maybe later. This is good for now." She replied. This is the first time they had been this close but it felt so familiar and right. "I like this."
Mark liked it too. As they huddled together, his attention was only partially on the movie. More on his mind was the smell of her perfume, her head on his shoulder, and her legs burled up next to his.
Susan put down her wine glass and placed her hand on Mike's chest. She noticed that his heart was beating pretty fast. She started kissing him on his neck. He jumped a little and tensed up. He looked at her.
"Relax." She said. Mike kissed her. Susan loved the combination of Mike's lips, Mike's tongue, and the hint of wine.
Susan climbed onto Mike's lap and undid her ponytail. Mike kissed her stomach and moved his mouth over her chest. He pulled her closer to kiss her bare collarbone and shoulders.
Susan moaned in pleasure from Mike's kisses, from Mike's hands which gripped her waist and ass, and from feeling Mike's cock pressed against her clit and pubic area through her jeans and his cotton pants.
She put her lips close to his ear and whispered, "You don't know how long I have wanted this..."
"Me too" Mike responded and moved to take off her top. Her tits were perfect...perky B cups with beautiful and pierced nipples. She had a small birthmark just below her left breast which he kissed and licked while using his hands to explore her breast and nipples. He then replaced his hands with his mouth while she ground her hips on his cock. Her fingers dug into the back and top of the couch and she squeezed hard as she enjoyed his mouth's exploration of tits. She could have orgasmed when his tongue alternated circles with moving her piercings up and down like door knockers...or every time she felt the vibrations from his moans of pleasure...he was enjoying it as much as she was.
He continued sucking and licking as he moved a hand down between her legs. He pressed his hand against hand and moved his fingers on circular motions. It was not long before he felt her tense up. Through clench teeth she said "Don't, don't...stop moving" as she started shivering. She pressed her body hard against him and the couch as her legs squeezed together against his hand.
After a few minutes, she sat back up and started kissing his chest. She got rid of his belt, pants, and underwear. Once she pulled his underwear off and threw them across the room, she pushed his legs further apart, and kissed her way back up his thighs. As she got closer to his groin, her hand touched his cock...making it jerk. She giggled a little and wrapped her hand around Mike's shaft.
Mike had never seen Susan this way. Her hair tussled, eyes full of lust, cheeks and lips very red. She looked incredible. He could not help but stare as she continued to kiss up his legs while her hand slowly pumped up and down his dick. As good as this felt, lightning bolts of pleasure struck his body when she pulled his cock down to he face and placed his dickhead in her mouth. As she lightly sucked and licked the head of his dick, her hand continued to stroke him up and down.
She gradually took in more and more of his cock, working until she was deep throating him - her hands now alternatingly tweaking his nipples and caressing him balls.
Mike was getting close to cumming when Susan stopped sucking his cock. She stood up and helped him stand.
"I want you to fuck me." She said as she pulled off her jeans. She then put her knees on the couch and leaned over the top.
Mike moved behind Susan and pulled off her purple, lacy, moist underwear. He then guided the head off his cock against her pussy. As he stood there with his hands on her waist, she moved back and forth – taking in more of his cock each time. Soon enough their bodies were slapping against each other in rhythm.
Mike had one hand gripping one of Susan's ankles while he grabbed her hair with the other hand. Susan came again as Mike continued pumping her. Mike felt Susan's second orgasm. The sounds of her pleasure, combined with the spasms of her pussy muscles tightening around his cock, triggered Mike's own orgasm. He pulled out and as his dick rested on her ass, he shot streams of cum onto her back.
After awhile Mike said, "Let's take a shower...the night's not over yet."
