If you have not read the first part of this story, please do so before reading this one because I am not going to repeat all the background information that you need if you are going to fully enjoy knowing Sally. If you just want sex, this might be the story for you.
Basking in the memory of our fantastic Fourth of July fuck, I know that one day I want to experience Tom's fantastic cock fully natural with absolutely nothing between him and me.
I did not want to get pregnant, but if it happened I would deal with it. I would either become a mother, or I would not. I would deal with pregnancy if it occurred. I knew from reading that my least fertile period, but not necessarily my least horny, was just before the beginning of my period. It is not guaranteed, but when the uterus sheds its lining it is almost assured that insemination will not take place, or at least usually be washed away if it does take place.
I had two weeks to get ready for what I was anticipating to be my best sex ever.
I purchased a couple of bottles of Tom's favorite wine, obtained some really good grass from one of the neighbors, and I planned to cook Tom's favorite meal when the time was ripe.
I began running around the apartment in shorter, thinner T-shirts and always going commando. I wanted to always be ready for Tom and was not going to let myself go unnoticed. We had sex at least once, usually twice, each day, but I was setting the stage for something big. My pussy was stretched to the point where I no longer had any problem accepting his large, thick penis fully into my love canal.
When Tom came home from his afternoon gig on the appointed day, I was ready. Soft music was playing, the lights were low and I had lighted scented candles throughout the apartment. His favorite wine was ready to be served and I had a fresh tablecloth on the table. The comforter on the bed was turned back on fresh sheets, I was freshly bathed, legs and armpits shaved, pubes trimmed, and I was wearing Tom's favorite scent. Instead of one of my T-shirts, I was wearing a filmy, see-through shorty nightgown that I had picked up earlier in the week. It left nothing to the imagination.
Tom knew something special was happening the moment he walked through the door and he gave me a questioning look. "Tom, I want to make tonight extra special for us and show you how much I love being with you." He took me in his arms for a full body hug and we kissed.