Amy threw the door open. "So good to see you!" she exclaimed, and caught him up in a bear hug. "This is Ava!" A beautiful three year old girl, with blonde hair and blue eyes just like her mothers, hid behind her legs shyly. Although Mike and Amy had graduated high school together, they had drifted apart over the years. A few emails and facebook chats had been their only contact, and seeing her in the living room bathed in the glow from the lights of the Christmas tree, Mike realized how much he had missed her.
Ava shyly fled back to the safety of Monsters Inc. on the DVD player as Mike took off his coat and sat down. Immediately Amy presented him with a huge captain and coke that had to have been over 50 percent rum. "Wow, you know me well," commented Mike.
Amy giggled and sat down on the couch. "She'll be asleep in a few minutes," Amy said quietly, "and then we can talk."
Within a few minutes, the child was asleep, and the two retreated to the back porch to talk. Amy stopped in the kitchen to mix him another ridiculously strong rum and coke, and poured herself another Pinot Grigio. Mike brushed several inches of snow off two chairs, and they sat down and caught up. During a break in the conversation they found each other staring into each other's eyes, and on impulse Mike leaned over and kissed her. She had obviously been waiting for him to do so, and they kissed for a few minutes.
Reluctantly, he pulled away. "Do you need to check on Ava?"
"No, but we better go inside anyway. We'll freeze to death out here."
"For some reason I'm not cold anymore," he remarked.
She smiled. "Come on." They tiptoed into the living room, where Amy repositioned Ava on the couch. When she finished, Mike took her by the hand and led her into the bedroom. When he began to lead her onto the bed, she whispered "the lock's broken, we'll have to go to the bathroom. Sometimes she wakes up." She led him into the adjoining master bath. The bathroom had a huge garden tub and a carpet floor, big enough to for both of them to lay down on. She turned the lock, laid a towel on the floor, and stepped into his arms. He ran his hands under her shirt and unhooked her bra, then pulled her shirt over her head. "Wow," she giggled.
She had been feeling his dick through his pants as they had been making out, and now she turned her full attention to it at last. She unbuckled his belt, then pulled the fly open with both hands (Levi's 501 buttonflys, the best in the world.) Mike watched her red-tipped fingers hook into the waistband of his jeans and pull them down. "Oh, my God!" she exclaimed, and looked up at him with her blue eyes. Without taking her eyes off his, she sunk down to her knees and took him into her mouth. Slowly, expertly, she sucked him for as long as he could stand, probably about 30 seconds. Afraid he was going to come in her mouth from excitement, he slid down beside her and kissed her again. He could taste Pinot Grigio and his pre cum in her mouth, which excited him even more.
Mike pushed her onto her back and unzipped her pants. She lifted her hips so he could pull her pants off, then lay back down and looked up at him. She watched expectantly as Mike reached behind his back, grabbed the collar of his shirt, and stripped it over his head in one motion. "Wow, that was so hot!" Tossing the shirt aside indifferently, he stepped out of his jeans and boots and got down between her legs. "You're really sexy," Amy remarked as he kissed her thighs tenderly, then moved slowly to the inside. He lightly flicked his tongue along her lips. Amy sucked in her breath as his tongue slid up to her clitoris, "God, Mike, that's so nice," she gasped. "Make me come..."
He slid a finger inside her. She was so wet! Her scent excited him. She was freshly shaved and her skin was so smooth. Obviously she had prepared for tonight too, he thought as he rubbed his lips against hers, tasting her juices. He began to suck on her clitoris, while slowly running his tongue up and down. Years of experience guided his tongue as she moaned, lifting her legs and running her fingers through his hair as she held the back of his head. As her breathing quickened, he increased the speed and pressure of her tongue, while pressing his finger against the inside of her vagina. "Oh my God, Mike, you are so good at this..."
In what was probably less than two minutes, Mike sensed her impending orgasm. Her hips bucked against his tongue as he licked her. He felt her pussy clenching shut and squeezing rhythmically as she came, almost pushing his finger out of her. He continued licking until finally she pushed him away. "Okay, okay, enough," she gasped.
Mike lay down over top of her, resting on his elbows, his face inches from hers. They stared into each others eyes as she caught her breath. "That was quick!" he remarked.
She blushed. "Doesn't take me long. And you sure know what you're doing..."
