Laura awoke at 6:15 a.m. to the sound of Joe Wagner humming in the shower. She smiled and giggled as she stretched her arms above her head and let her naked body fidget beneath the blanket. When had she fallen asleep? She could not remember. She could, however, remember Joe ramming her hard, harder than she had been fucked in a long time. Again, Laura giggled. She lowered one hand down and pushed the cover back from her chest and began to pinch one of her tender nipples. She immediately felt herself moisten between her thighs. She slightly moaned as she let her other hand slide down beneath the remaining covers. She parted the sensitive nether lips and slid one finger inside hard. Laura let her thumb rub her clit as she steadily began to move the digit in and out. She closed her eyes, breathing heavily, sill pinching the nipple and fucked herself to yet another orgasm. She felt the wetness cover her fingertips.
Laura threw back the blanket, thinking briefly that she would definitely have to wash the sin off of the sheets and blanket later and decided that is was time to join Joe, still humming away in the shower.
Upon opening the door, a gust of steam escaped from the bathroom.
"Knock Knock." Laura cheerfully sang.
"Hey you! I thought that you would be asleep for a few more hours yet."
"Arrogant, aren't we? Think you tired me out that much?"
"Maybe a little" Joe replied as Laura pushed back the curtain and entered into the shower with him. He moved slightly to one side to let the hot water hit Her body. The combination of the cold air and the hot water made Laura's nipples as hard as little pebbles.
"Happy to see me?" Joe questioned as her slicked back his wet hair. And placed his hands upon his hips.
"I am cold, that is all."
"Oh, smart ass, huh?"
"Kidding Joe, just kidding. You know my tits and every single part of my body is happy to see you."
Joe and Laura embraced and began kissing again. Their tongues probed each others mouths, darting to and fro. They could still taste each other on their lips from their little oral trysts earlier in the morning.
"Hand me the soap please."
"Let me."
Joe picked up the pink bar of soap and began to lather it between his hands. Laura turned her back to him and let him begin to wash her from the neck down. She made a 'yum' sound as he slowly worked his way down her back to her ass. He slid his hand between the soft pillows or her derrière and gently rubbed it up and down, the soap making the move easy. Laura, as she had done in bed, slapped her hands onto the wall, leaning forward, letting her luscious tits sway
downwards. Methodically, Joe went up and down, each time coming closer to slipping a finger inside of her rear entrance. He kept hesitating when he would feel Laura tense up, until finally, when he circled, and she didn't tense, he swiftly hit the bulls eye. With a moan, Laura pushed back into him and he placed the free hand on one of her tits. With the lather still on his hands, he firmly gripped the tit as she lifted her foot and placed it on the back of the tub. Her tight entry way spasmed as she let out a pleasurable wail. Again, for the umpteenth time, Laura came.
"You like that, don't you?"
"Oh yeah, you bad boy."
Joe, being a self-crowned sex machine, realized that he was rock solid again and found himself tempted to let his rod take his finger's place. Before he could, Laura pulled herself off of his hand and turned, wrapping both arms around his neck.
"Such an innocent little flower, aren't you Laura Garrison?"
"Innocent! Hell, my petals wilted a long time ago!"
"You will get your chance again, but later my dear."
"But I want to suck you off right now!" Laura retorted, throwing a mock childish tantrum.
"Later, my Sweet. I have such wonderful things in store for you tonight, but I have some things that I have to tend to, so I must be going soon."
"And leave me here all by my lonesome? What is a girl to do?"
"I am sure that you will find something and manage" Joe snickered while pulling back the shower curtain and stepping out of the shower.
"Very funny Joe!" Laura replied while beginning to shampoo her hair.
"Really Laura, I do have to take care of some stuff for tonight and I want everything to be perfect."
"What are we doing and where are we going?"
"I want you to wear your sultriest outfit and look your best. We are going to have some true triple X rated fun later and I want you to look the part."
"I want you to wear that, but will I get my wish?" She said as Joe wrapped the sanitary white towel around his waist, standing in front of the partially open shower curtain, hands once again on hips. Laura's mind was racing, thinking how she would love to throw him down on the floor right there and go at it again, and again. He looked so absolutely delicious at that particular moment.
"If I could, I would, if it would please you and keep you as horny as you are right now."
"Trust me Joe, that will not be a hard thing to do! I am hornier than an all brass band!"
"Insatiable." Joe voiced as he walked out into the hallway, back into the bedroom to retrieve his clothing.
"Complaining?"
"Hell no!"
"Just make sure that you lock the door on the way out if you are not staying for breakfast!" Laura yelled from under the water massager that she had found came in handy so many times.
"I will."
The sexy, suave and debonair Joe Wagner toweled himself off and dressed, checking himself once in the mirror. Yes, the clothes were wrinkled, but he didn't mind, not after the night he had with Laura, the first of many. Maybe a story would be written about the things that they would do. He sheepishly grinned at himself as he heard Laura pick up the tune that he had been humming in the shower. She had not let him down. She was every bit the fuck that he thought she would be, and he had so much more in store for her yet.
"Laura?"
"Yeah Joe?"
"Where did you park your car last night?"
"I left it in the same garage that yours was in. If you want to wait a little bit, you can take me back to get it."
"No, we can get it later or tomorrow. Don't worry about it."
"Easy for you to say, you don't have to pay the rates!"
Joe laughed at Laura's last remark as he said his 'good bye until later's'. He told her that he would take care of the car. Again, he found himself thinking of all of the goodie's he had in store. He had to go and make the arrangements, but not before paying, in advance, for three more days of parking in the garage.
*****
Laura Garrison spent the day doing laundry, cleaning the house, never once letting the fact that her private parts were actually tingling get to her. She cleaned in the nude, ate in the nude, and found herself talking herself out of getting herself off again. She could wait the hours from then until Joe picked her up later. It crossed her mind that he had not said what time to be ready, so she estimated that it would be around 8:00 p.m. That is when she would be ready. She really had no clue how off she would be, on the time or on being ready.
With music blaring all through the house, she dusted and lip-synched like an idiot all around, swaying her hips, room to room, cleaning as she went, tits swaying in the air as she did so. She would have to burn a CD before Joe picked her up of her favorite 'Come Fuck Me' music to play in his SUV to set the mood, not that it needed much setting. She wondered quite a few times what exactly he had 'in store' for her, but did not care nonetheless. She was sure it would be erotic, sexual, fuckable, blowable, and all the things that she loved the best.
At 7:00 p.m. Laura stood in front of one of her two closets, freshly showered and shaved, legs and pussy. She already had put on a new pair of thigh-highs, this time, nude, to show off the tattoo on her leg better than the black thigh-highs did last night.
"What to wear?"
After 10 minutes, Laura ginned to herself, reached into her closet and pulled out a red low-cut V-neck sweater, short black skirt, in contrast to the long one of 24 hours ago, and her 3 inch "fuck me" pumps. Being that the skirt was short, she decided that underwear were in order for this evening. She chose a pair of black silk hi-cuts, and a matching sheer black bra. Oh, how Joe was going to love this outfit. She chose her jewelry carefully, making sure none of it was too distracting from her cleavage or outfit in general. A simple pair of earrings again, and a beaded choker around her neck.
The "whore" red lipstick Laura so favored was once again in place by 8:00 p.m., as she impatiently sat on the sofa, looking out the window every few minutes to see if Joe had pulled up yet. At 9:00, she was going to call Joe, but Laura realized that she did not have his phone number. A while later, briefly, the thought crossed her mind that maybe his wife had returned home early from her parents and he wouldn't be coming, but she quickly pushed that to the back of her head when the black SUV pulled up in front of her home at 9:30. He beeped for her as if they were in high school and she almost turned around to tell her parents that she would be home by curfew, but, she was an adult now, with adult things to do - very adult things to do. She grabbed her coat off of the back of the sofa, threw it over her arm, quickly checked herself in the mirror in the foyer, which she was amazed had not fallen off the wall the night before in their throws of passion, and exited via the front door.
Once outside, Laura nearly began to laugh hysterically when she heard the loud music coming from Joe's vehicle. God, it was really just like she was in high school again! She stood on the porch until Joe put down the passenger side window and stared at her momentarily before yelling "You ready?" and blindly reached to the stereo console and pushed the reverse button to restart the song.
He wanted her to walk to the vehicle to the beat of Butterfly, a fantasy that he had since the first time he had heard it and pictured those long legs striding towards him. He could have not imagined it would be in such a perfect outfit, so "slutty". She did not disappoint him. She slowly approached the SUV, looking
at him with a combination of a "where the hell have you been" look and a twinkle in the eye that said she was ready for more. He reached over the passenger seat and opened the door for her from the inside.
"How nice of you to join me this evening Joe." Laura said sarcastically.
"Come my lady, Come, Come my lady, your my butterfly, sugar, baby."
Laura could not help but laugh at his immature and God-awful imitation of the song blaring through his speakers. Before climbing into the SUV, she made sure that she removed the CD she had burned earlier in the day from her purse and tossed it too him.
"What is this?"
"A little compilation I like to call 'Music To Fuck By'."
"And you call me a bad boy!" He chuckled as he watched her hop up into the vehicle, exposing a brief glance at what she had to offer him, that which he already knew well, after only one evening.
The moment she shut the door, he peeled tire away from her sidewalk. She grabbed onto the armrest and shot him a "slow down" look.
"So Speed Racer, where are we going tonight?"
"You will see. Did you eat yet?"
"Nope. I didn't know whether I should or not and since no one let me know what the plans were. . .
