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"Where are you parked?" I asked her as we got to the sidewalk.
"Right across from you."
"That's convenient."
Carla spun me around, wrapped her arms around my neck, and lip locked my like her life depended on it. I hadn't made out on a street corner since high school.
"God, Mick. I could do you right here."
"That might not be a good idea." I motioned to one of the city's finest sitting at the red light across the street. "Besides, I'm getting too old for this. I prefer a nice soft bed."
"How about a sofa?" she asked winking.
"Or a sofa. Sofas are okay."
"How about a sofa and a bed?"
"That's even better. Wow! What got into you tonight?"
"Nothing yet, but I'm hoping you take care of that."
"Always take care of your employees, I always say." I walked her to her car and then went to mine. By the time I got in and started mine, Carla had driven to the next corner, made a u-turn, and was waiting for me to pull out behind her.
Carla lives in an apartment building, not too far from the office. She has a very nice, 3rd floor studio apartment in what used to be a warehouse. She had taken it as a student at the college. Her mommy and daddy have some money and didn't want their darling little girl living on campus. She ended up taking this place with two other girls. After graduation, two years ago, she decided to keep it by herself. It's a lot of room for the price. The place never really took off the way the developer hoped so they kept the rent rather reasonable. Most of the tenants are artists.
The lower level of the old warehouse was converted into a private parking lot with a couple of little shops in the front. It makes it very convenient for the tenants and their guests. Especially when it comes to the pizza shop that delivers.
Carla lives in an apartment building, not too far from the office. She has a very nice, 3rd floor studio apartment in what used to be a warehouse. She had taken it as a student at the college. Her mommy and daddy have some money and didn't want their darling little girl living on campus. She ended up taking this place with two other girls. After graduation, two years ago, she decided to keep it by herself. It's a lot of room for the price. The place never really took off the way the developer hoped so they kept the rent rather reasonable. Most of the tenants are artists or students.
The lower level of the old warehouse was converted into a private parking lot with a couple of little shops in the front. It makes it very convenient for the tenants and their guests. Especially when it comes to the pizza shop that delivers.
I followed Carla into the garage and found a parking space near hers. The apartments have a private entrance from the garage and into a lobby where the stairs and elevators are. The security guard smiled at us. "Good evening. Good evening Carla. Sir."
"Hi, Mark.", Carla returned his courtesy.
"Hi, Mark. Everything quiet?"
"Yes sir, just fine."
The elevator doors opened. "Have a nice night.", I said as Carla shoved me into the open elevator car."
Once again I found myself lips to lips, tongue to tongue with Carla as she started to unbutton my shirt. The problem was that I was wearing a golf shirt that only has 3 buttons at the neck, and I don't button any of them. By the time the elevator doors opened, Carla had my pants unfastened and my shirt pulled out. Two guys who share one of the other apartments on Carla's floor were waiting for the elevator when the doors opened. I've seen them a couple of times and I was always pretty sure they're gay. They both gasped and then chuckled as we made our way out of the elevator.
"Good evening gentlemen.", I said as we passed them.
"Oh, Bruce! If we did that it would be trolling.", I heard the one say as they got on the elevator.
Carla fumbled with her keys and finally found the one for the locks. She actually has the regular lock and two dead bolt locks that I had a friend of mine, who's a locksmith, key alike. Carla unlocked the door and dragged me into the apartment. She closed and locked the door behind us. There were only a couple of night lights on, but the room was well lit by the moon shining though the glass skylights in the roof.
Carla unbuttoned her blouse and slid out of her skirt. Like I said, she has a body. She looked like a model in one of the high class lingerie catalogs. She pulled the tube top over her head, exposing those luscious natural tits. I was undressing as fast as I could. I had slipped off my sport coat and laid it over a chair. I slid my piece, I mean my .45, out of the holster and laid it on the sport coat. I laid my pants on top of it. She walked over to me, still in her black lace garter, stockings, and heels. She didn't need to coax me into getting my dick hard. It was fully erect.
"Mick," she said as she kissed me, "I want you to eat me. Eat me like you did the first time."
I wasn't about to spoil the moment by acting stupid, but I couldn't remember what was so special about the first time." The first time we had fooled around wasn't too long after she had started working part time for me. She asked me to go to a party some of her friends in college were having. Afterwards, we ended up at my house and I ate her. I'm not positive, but it may have been the first time she had her pussy eaten, at least to orgasm. She has loved me ever since. I actually feel honored that I think I am the only guy she has had sex with and yet has never mentioned marriage.
Even though I can count the number of times we have fucked on one hand, we have had oral sex relatively often. She loves giving blow jobs, and even swallows, and I love eating her pussy. She really enjoys having her pussy licked while I finger fuck her and goes especially nuts when I slide my tongue inside her as she orgasms.
Carla's nipples were erect, and being the room was nice and warm, I knew it wasn't that she was cold. I picked her up and carried her over to the big rug she has in her living room, or whatever you call the living room area of a loft apartment.
"Turn the fireplace on.", she asked as I laid her on the rug. Each of the apartments has a gas powered fireplace. They're not too efficient as far as heating goes, but they do add atmosphere. I turned it on and turned the flame up so we could see it and then walked back over to her.
As I knelt down, Carla pulled my cock over to her and kissed it. She slid it into her mouth. After several cycles, I pulled away from her and laid down on the rug next to her. I pulled her on top of me in the 69 position. As she straddled my face, she slowly lowered her pussy to my face. I licked her clit rapidly in little pulses. She purred as the first shivers of excitement raced through her body. She once again took my cock in her mouth. The harder I pressed my tongue against her clit, the deeper she would take my cock in her mouth. She came furiously as I continued to lick her pussy hard. She shook violently almost crushing my head between her thighs. I thought she was going to swallow my cock.
After her orgasm subsided she raised off of me, turned around facing me as she straddled my hips, and then slowly lowered herself over my cock. She reached down with her one hand and guided it into her soaking wet pussy.
"Mick, I want to feel you inside me. I want to fuck you so bad!"
She was so hot that it felt as though my cock was being slid into an oven. Ever so slowly she continued to lower herself until she had my entire shaft inside her. She rolled her hips for a while, getting every inch of my cock as far inside her as possible. Then she raised off of me and back down again. She continued doing this until her legs could take no more. She had another orgasm and collapsed on top of me, shoving my cock hard inside her causing her orgasm to be even more intense. She rubbed her clit against my pelvis causing another orgasm.
Carla rolled over latching onto me, so I rolled with her. I ended up on top of her. "Fuck me, Mick. Fuck me hard. Make me cum again."
I began fucking her, slowly at first, taking long deep thrusts. Carla raised her legs up over my shoulders so her butt was off the ground. I kept thrusting my cock in and out of her pussy gradually picking up speed. "That's it Mick, harder! Faster!"
I could feel my cock filling with sperm. It felt like a water balloon just before it bursts. "Carla, Honey! I'm almost there."
"Oh Mick, cum inside me. Please cum inside me. I want to feel your cum."
"Are you sure you're safe."
