Last week James came home from work tired and frustrated. He fixed us some dinner and we sat quietly for about fifteen minutes before he spoke. When he did his voice was low and nervous.
"I have to go to Baton Rouge for a week long conference. I would like for you to come with me," he said softly.
"When are you going?" I asked.
" It's a week and a half away. We leave on Wednesday and return the following Thursday," he explained.
"You don't look thrilled about this," I confronted him.
"I'm not! I don't want to go. I have three seminars to give and four that I must attend. Can you get away and join me. I don't want to do it without you there," his eyes pleaded with me.
"I can only promise to check my schedule and let you know what's happening. I'll let you know tomorrow evening.
We dropped the subject for the rest of the night because I could see it was weighing heavy on his mind. We watched the Grinch that Stole Christmas and laughed tangled up in each other's body. Then James carried me to bed and licked me to sleep.
His tongue is so fabulous. It knows all of the secret places that I love to be touched. He started at my toes and sucked them each one individually. Then he traveled up to my open pussy lips and inserted his hot lingua into the flowing juices. Licking deep and hard he pushed it into my sugarwalls and somehow hit the center of my G-spot. Warmth flowed through my legs as fluids spewed into my box.
In and out his tongue fucked my wet pussy. I could smell the pungent odors of my cunt when he lifted his mouth to mine and kissed me hard on my lips.
"Mmmmmm, I like it when you share me with me," I whispered in his ear.
I felt his little dicklett grow hard and it pressed against my stomach as he kissed me repeatedly. I reached down and let my fingers explore his ridge and the precum that was leaking from its tip. I lifted my fingers to my mouth and licked the precum off of them. "Oh you taste good too!"
I rolled over and took a condom out of the nightstand. I handed it to James and he put it on his cocklett. I then spread my legs and ordered him between them. He knelt there and massaged my clit as my pussy spewed juices preparing for penetration.
When he had my clit hard as a rock he took his dicklett into his hand and stroked it to make it as hard as he could make it. He then inserted his sleeved prick into my wet muff. He pumped his hips toward mine and within a few minutes he ejaculated into the condom.
His weight lay lightly on me and he rolled over holding onto the condom so that not a drop of his thin cum would spill on the bed or me. He bent over and rolled it off his tiny dick and handed it to me. He lay next to me and opened his mouth.
I stuck my finger into the condom and took some of the still warm cum onto my fingers. I stuck my finger into his mouth and had him suck his cum off of it. He did and then licked his lips.
"Is it good?" I asked.
"Yes, Ma'am, it's a bit salty tonight, but I like the taste of it," he explained.
I handed him the condom, "Good! Now you drink it all then kiss me deep so I can taste you," I directed him.
He took the slim filled pouch and opened his mouth. I watched as his tongue entered the balloon like receptacle. Then he took the closed end and squeezed the fluid out of the pouch and down into his throat.
James leaned over and covered my orifice with his and I tasted the sweet salty cum as his tongue entered my mouth. My tongue went wild licking the thick substance off his tongue and tasting him inside me.
His hand slid to my clit and he massaged it while he kissed me. Then he slipped off of my lips and traveled south to taste my fluids as they once again filled my cunt.
Slowly, James licked and sucked my box making sure that all of the needy places were paid attention to and satisfied before he moved to another spot. My clit became hard and demanding.
I reached to satisfy her and my hand was slapped away. I lifted my head off the pillow and stared at James with an 'how dare you' look in my eyes. With a sheepish grin he calmed my anger and his head dropped to my wanton clit. His teeth gently nibbled on her tiny head and fire ran down my legs and deep into my belly. His fingers ran in and out of my still wet cunt and the fire was kindled over and over again. He was so diligent that he soon brought me to orgasm two more times.
My limbs were limp and my legs quivered uncontrollably. He lightly lifted the sheet over my naked body and crawled beside me. His arm encircled my waist and my eyes closed.
The next morning I awoke to the smell of breakfast eggs, Canadian bacon and English muffins along with hot coffee and strawberries. All served on a tray as I sat up.
I took a bite of my muffin and looked up to thank him. I saw the concern in his eyes.
"What is it?" I asked.
"Will you check today to see if you can get off to go with me to Baton Rouge?" he pleaded.
"Yes, James, I will check my schedule and if I can I will call you as soon as I know," I promised.
This seemed to give him some relief. I could not understand why he needed me to accompany him. He had never asked me to join him on any other trips he made and he went on several every year.
"James, why is this trip different from all the rest you've been on?" I questioned.
"Because the directors will be there judging our performances. I just don't feel comfortable for some reason this time around. I just need your support. This new director is a real bitch and I think she's out to get me," he finally spewed out.
"I will at least try to be there on the days you do your seminars, if that's all I can do will that be sufficient?" I asked.
"Yes, if you can be there on those days I can handle the rest of the seminars," he conceded.
"Okay, I promise to call you as soon as I have everything checked out. And thank you for this wonderful breakfast and last night. I think we both needed that." I said.
He smiled and leaned over to kiss me. Then he went to the bathroom and I heard the water run in the tub. I finished my breakfast and rolled off the bed. As my feet hit the floor he was leading me into the bathroom.
He helped me into the tub and with a soft cloth he washed my back and then my arms and legs. Cautiously he ventured between my legs, watching my eyes for any slipups he might make. I let him off easy and I could see the relief in his eyes.
James washed my hair and then left the bath. He came back with two warm towels and helped me out of the tub. He wrapped one around my hair and the other he used to dry my body.
