My alarm went off at about 6:15. I rolled over and hit the snooze button.
"Mmmm! What time is it?"
I looked up at the clock. "It's quarter after six." She almost startled me. I nearly forgot Holly was still in bed with me. I thought I dreamt the whole previous night. I remembered walking to the bedroom and slipping my shirt off her. I undressed, with a significant amount of help from her. She slid onto my bed and I licked her pussy to at least two orgasms. Her nicely trimmed bush proved to me she is a real blonde. She has the sweetest pussy I have ever tasted. I know, we always say that, right? But she really does. She sucked my cock until it was obvious it wasn't going to get any harder and then crawled on top of me. We fucked like that for a while. She came several more times. That's what convinced me she wasn't faking the way she felt. We rolled over so I was on top of her and we fucked like that for a while. I remembered her asking me to cum inside her. I wasn't sure about that, but she said she was safe. I even made sure she was sure. That would definitely be the last thing either of us needed. After about a ten minutes rest, we did it again, and again. Each time cumming inside her. I can't remember the last time I fucked three times in a row like that. Maybe my honeymoon? Nah, I don't think so.
I usually get up around 6:30, do about a mile or so around the neighborhood and about 30 minutes on the weights in my basement. But this morning I think I already had a good enough workout.
"Oh good, we can lay here a few minutes.", Holly whispered into my ear as she cuddled up against me. "Last night was good, wasn't it? I mean, you are fantastic."
"Yeah, it was fantastic. You do mean this morning don't you?" I looked at Holly. I kept thinking how cute she is. Her blonde hair laying across her face. I was still having a bit of a guilty conscience about having had sex with her. I still couldn't tell whether it was because I felt she was vulnerable or because of Carla. But considering all of that, we did have a good time. I tried considering it cheap and meaningless, but even I, Mr. Ego, know the difference between fucking and making love.
I know, I know. She's only 22 and I'm 47. Big deal! Even she said age doesn't matter. But do you know something? It does. I almost feel like I'm robbing the cradle or something. On the other hand, Holly is a mature 22 year old, except when it comes to sex. Oh, she was fantastic in bed, she just lacked the "slutty" attitude that make fucking more fun. You know what? Sometimes making love can be as much fun as cheap meaningless sex.
The alarm went off again. I hit the snooze button again. "What time is your class?"
"I don't have to be there until 11. What time do you have to be at your office?"
"That's one of the bennies with being the boss. Carla won't get in until nine-ish. If I have something to do, well gosh darn it, I might just be a little late getting in."
"Good!"
I slid out of bed and wandered over to the bathroom. I took care of both dragons; the breath and draining the other one. I washed up a little and crawled back in bed next to Holly.
Holly pulled me closer and wrapped both arms around me tight. Either she really means this crap about being in love with me or she is a really good actress. Somehow, I'm having a hard time believing this is a put on.
"God, Mick, I wish we could stay here all day."
"Yeah, me too." What the fuck am I saying??? Don't say stuff like that, dummy. "But I really do have some things to get done."
"Can we stay like this for a little while? Huh?"
"Sure." I had to admit, I really do like having her hang on me. Her hands had roamed and memorized every square inch of my body. For some reason, which makes me a little uneasy, I was very comfortable laying there with her.
I dozed back off while Holly scratched my back. Do you think women know these things about men, or is there a network out there where women let each other know what each man in the world likes.
"Mick, it's almost 8. Are you awake?"
"Huh? Oh. Eight. Okay. Yeah, I'm awake."
Holly rolled over on top of me and kissed me. She slid her tongue inside my mouth as she pressed her lips harder and harder against mine. She rubbed her pelvis against mine. In nothing flat, my cock was hard as a rock. Holly slid down my body, under the sheet. She kissed my neck, my shoulders, and down to my chest. She sucked on each of my nipples as she continued to slide her body down along mine. She licked down my chest and stomach. She finally slid between my legs. She took hold of my cock with her hands and stroked it a few times. Then I could feel her tongue on the head of my cock. She licked around the head and then down and back up the shaft. She took it in her mouth and began sliding most of it in and out of her mouth.
Holly slid back up on top of me and slid my cock inside her pussy. Her pert firm tits stood out. I had to pinch her nipples. They were rock hard. Holly pulled her feet up so she was in a squatting position. She bound up and down on my cock like a wild woman. She looked like a jockey riding in the Kentucky Derby. I'm just glad she didn't have a riding crop. She orgasmed as she continued to ride me, my cock sliding in and out of her tight wet pussy.
"Let me... know... when you're... ready to cum.", she said as she fucked me feverishly.
My cock was building to a climax, but her pussy felt so good wrapped around it. It took a little effort, but I told her I was getting close. She stood up, letting my cock slowly slip from between her pussy lips. She laid down between my legs and took my cock in her mouth once more. She sucked on it hard as she took almost my entire length down her throat. It was only after the first several stokes I could feel my cock ready to shoot.
"I'm cumming Holly, I'm cumming."
My cock erupted, spewing its hot cum into her mouth. I could feel her swallow each blast. She kept sucking, draining every bit of cum from my cock as she slid it in and out of her hot wet mouth.
I just laid on my bed as she continued to lick what little cum she let slip out from her lips. What did I say earlier about the "slutty" attitude. Damn! That was a blowjob only a thousand dollar a night girl could give. It was fantastic. Holly slid back up and laid on top of me. She kissed me on the lips and never even attempted to slip her tongue in my mouth.
"Don't worry, I'm not going to French kiss you after doing that."
"I appreciate that." We both laughed. She kissed me again.
"You taste good. As a matter of fact, so do I. That's the first time I've gone down on a guy after he'd been fucking me. At least without making him wash off first."
This girl really is a little naïve. But I love it just the same.
She laid on top of me for a while. I was very comfortable with her on top of me that long, even at my age. Shut up! Don't even go there!
Holly rolled over off of me. She had no sooner rolled off of me when the phone rang. I never grab a phone on the first ring. On the third ring I picked it up.
"Yeah!"
"Mick?" It was Carla. I quickly sat up.
"Hi. What's up?"
"I was wondering if you wanted to do breakfast."
"Ah! No, I already had breakfast. After my workout."
"You sound like you just woke up."
"Just woke up? No! I've been up. I've been up most of the morning." I winked at Holly. " I was just getting ready to jump in the shower."
"Want some company?"
"No. I don't want some company. Hey, don't forget, I wanted to run up past the Armacost place this morning, just to see if anything is going on. I'd like to see what time he and Schmidt leave."
"Okay. Tell Holly I said hi. By the way, how'd it go last night?"
"Last night?" Oh shit, if she only knew. "What about last night?"
