Three weeks had been a long time for Gary not to see nor hear anything from Dana, the dishy girl he'd lost his virginity with. It was also her first and as far as Gary was concerned the experience was both fantastic for them. Gary didn't want to conclude this as a great one-night stand. He wanted her to be his girl so he sought her every now and then at the park where they first met. Sadly there had been not a trace of her. He had called her also on her cell phone several times but there was no answer. What remained of her were the photographs and the video he took of her and what good could they do if you couldn't talk to her or make love to her again.
On the other hand, Gary had more luck after that event with Dana. More people admired his artwork-- stuffs he made out of trash cardboard boxes and through word of mouth many came to check out his works until he had a deluge of job orders. His popularity was also increased on account of the publicity he had in a community magazine. A gallery owner offered him to do an exhibit for his gallery and as luck continued to shine on him, a wealthy woman volunteered as his patron to finance his exhibit. He accepted it and now he had enough money to embark on in his new ideas and he could even buy that old Chevy cargo van being offered in the auction. It was unbelievably cheap. But all of these are nothing compared to being with Dana. He missed her terribly he could cry.
Gary considered to drop out his school subjects because he needed much time to do his loads of work. He would only retain photography among his school subjects because the knowledge would come in handy when he put up his own studio. People who knew him had often told him that he was a good photographer and that he ought to make a business out of it. Gary was a young, smart fellow learning his craft and business rather fast.
One day Gary got home and found a folded note slipped under the door of his apartment. To his big surprise, the note came from Dana. It read,
Hi Gary,
Since you're not at home yet when I came, I'll be back six p.m. Hope you're around.
(A lipstick smudge)
I miss you,
Dana Scruer
Gary felt his heart like a piece of china that dropped on the floor and shattered into a hundred tiny pieces. Now he had about one and half hour to clean up some mess in his apartment and get himself ready.
But since Gary was a tidy person not much was to be cleaned up and he just changed the bed sheet and pillows for fresh ones. He did one hundred push ups and sit-ups to pump up his adrenaline and then took a shower. After drying himself, he splashed Gio after shave and wore a tight V-neck heather gray T-shirt and khaki pants.
He went to the kitchen and checked the foodstuffs he had in the fridge. All he had were Coke in cans and tuna casserole which he cooked for lunch. Not much was left and it was good only for one person. So he thought he'd better run to the nearby convenient store to pick some stuffs to prepare for dinner since he still had about half an hour before she'd show up. He slipped on his Hush Puppies shoes and threw his brown suede jacket on and headed out for the door.
Soon as he had gotten out of the door, a cab pulled in front of his apartment and Dana was in there grinning hard at him. After she paid the cab driver, Gary opened the cab's door and she swung out, flashing a generous expanse of thighs and a provocative peek of panties under a frilly, floral print flouncing short skirt. Gary felt a pleasant buzz of anticipation. She carried two bags, one in each hand, a shopping bag and another filled with some grocery items. A shoulder bag was slung on her shoulder. So Gary helped her out with the two the bags and immediately she clinched her body to him, her alluring perfume letting him know her presence. She clung her arms around him, crushing her puffy breasts against him and their lips touched, eyelashes and noses rubbing back and forth. It was a sweet kiss filled with overflowing joy. She felt his heart pounded against her and she quickly melted into him. They exchanged 'I missed you glances' but not a word slipped out from their mouths. Perhaps the long time they hadn't seen each other proved to be too exciting. When she pulled apart from him, he scanned her from head to toe. She was dressed prettily in a close-fitting, white midriff, zip-up front cable knit sweater featuring a contrasting color stripe running from the shoulder to the sleeves. It showed off a tantalizing cleavage as well a flat tummy circled by a golden chain over the low-slung, short skirt. Her shapely legs were shod in fringed top, soft brown suede boots.
"Dana..." he heard his voice finally, "Come inside."
She wrinkled her cute nose followed by a dimpled grin and replied, "You're the one who's going to come inside me. Plenty as I expect 'cos I'm all so hungry for you."
A smug smile creased Gary's face as he pushed the door open and she strode inside. He watched her ass swayed so sexily and he was on fire. After closing the door, she giggled her way to the sofa. He caught up with her throwing themselves on the sofa with her falling on his lap. She twisted her body to him with arms flinging around his neck and his hands-- one sliding around her shoulder and the other skimming her hip side over to her butt, feeling the tulle texture of her panties under the bunched up frilly soft skirt. She collapsed herself on the sofa drawing his face close to hers.
"Can't tell how I missed you, Dana," he said, his eyes sweeping over her stunningly lovely face and the delicious cleavage peeking through the half-opened zip up sweater. "I miss you too, Gary," she replied.
He kissed her nose, cheek and then her lips. His lips were warm and soft, irresistible, breaking her down second by second into that vortex of sexual craving. He smelled so good, warm and solid, that she couldn't help but think that nothing should feel this good. He kissed her slowly, so softly and deeply—the way she liked to be kissed. When he stroked her inner thighs, her legs flew open and there in between, his hand caressed her throbbing pussy that already damped her sheer panties.
"Ohhhh," she gasped writhing at the touch of his fingers locating her nub of desire. He sneaked his middle finger under the crotch panel and immediately dug into her wet warm love tunnel. At this moment, her cell phone rang which was in her skirt pocket. She fished the phone out of her pocket, flipped it open and brought it to her ear.
"Hmmm, yeah...I'm here now in Gary's place. Yeah, he's here showering me with hungry kisses," she said half-closing her eyes, savoring Gary roving lips.
"How come you never answered my call," Gary whispered in her ear interrupting her conversation and circling his wet finger over hardening clit.
"Oh, this phone is not mine. Mine dropped in the water and got ruined. I'm talking to the owner-- my friend," she said humping up his finger that dug inside her again. Gary felt a tinge of jealousy thinking that it must be another guy.
"She said hi to you, her name is Daisy, " Dana said quivering and put the phone to his ear. "Oh, hi Daisy...Fine...ahh..." his voice trailed off, couldn't finish the damn sentence as Dana began groping him.
"Hmmm, Tarzan is already big and hard," Dana said rubbing him back and forth in his pants.
"Is there any one else there? I heard you called a name," Daisy said as Dana put the phone back to her ear.
"Tarzan?" That's Gary's trouser mouse getting alive and I love to feel it."
"So ah...um...tell me more is it big?" Daisy asked.
"Oh God, anything larger than this and I would run away. This is the right size, baby, fits me snugly," Dana said.
"What's Gary doing now? And where are the two of you snoggling about?" Daisy asked.
"On the couch. Oh Daisy, he just unzipped my sweater, kissing my boobs, palming them with his hands... Ah, I don't know how he got off my bra. Now my boobs were all out... He's...he's... Ohhh....he's pressing them together like one and sucking my nipples as if there's milk in them."
"Oh Jesus, Mary and Joseph, that's pretty damn arousing, don't hang up Dana, please, go on..." Daisy said with panting breath. Blissful moans streamed out from Dana's mouth.
"Dana...Dana...are you still there?"
"Yeah," Dana's voice came back cracking.
"Where's Gary now?"
"He's licking my tummy while pushing down my skirt. Oh God I feel like there's a wet sponge between my legs begging to get squeezed."
"Go on Dana, I'm getting so turned on. Put the phone where he is licking you," Daisy asked her.
"Hey, what is this running sex commentary thing all about, Dana?" Gary asked.
"Well, I can't help it Gary, my friend here is so turned on, she doesn't want to hang up. She wants to listen, do you mind Gary?" she asked demurely.
For a second, Gary was speechless but he shook his head. "You are very descriptive. Ok, I think I like your blow by blow account so go on let her listen," Gary said looking amused.
