He waggled his eyebrows and said, “I’ll take care of that for you!” as be bent forward and licked it off, then continued down to the nipple.
“Oh….I think breakfast might have to wait!” she said, dragging him to the carpet in the living room. She pushed him down, noting how excited he already was. She said, “I’m going to do all the work, you just lay here and take it like a man!”
She got above him and crouched down, eyeing his very erect cock. She grabbed and took some experimental licks. “I’ve never wanted to do this before. Strangely, I want to now. You just shut up and deal” she said. She moved slowly, but she got more and more of it into her mouth. Finally she stopped, looked at him and said “We will have to continue this later. I need this somewhere else!” She climbed over him and slowly dropped down until it was all the way in. “My God this is amazing” she said and began rising and falling in a slowly increasing rhythm. She began moving with almost violence, trying to get every millimeter of him in her.
Finally, he looked up gasping and said, “I can’t take it anymore!” He started spurting, and she began her own orgasm as well. After they caught their breath, she giggled “That was a waste of a shower.” He just smiled, enjoying the sound of her laughter.
She got off of him, leaving him a mess, and walked to her bedroom. “Shower number two today!” she said as she disappeared around the corner. He got up and wiped himself down, taking a quick rinse in the shower as well. His phone rang when he got out of the shower, and he answered it. Irene, of course.
“Well Mike?” was all she said.
He laughed and replied “Yeah.”
“Well, I got more for you, but you have to wait until Monday. It’s all part of the same thing though. I’m glad to see you can close the deal FINALLY!” she said. “I won’t hold you, I know you have a LONG HARD day ahead of you!”
“Goodbye Irene” he said, hanging up laughing. He put on shorts and a tee shirt and went out to the real world.
When she came out, dressed this time in shorts and a tee shirt as well, he said “I like your other outfit better”.
“Well, things are a little sore, I think I got a bit too excited, so you have to wait for a bit now” she said with a grin.
The rest of the morning passed without incident, and after a light lunch, they decided to go swimming. He put on his trunks and waited in the pool. When she came out, his chin hit his feet. She was wearing the smallest bikini he had ever seen! A tiny blue micro bikini that appeared to be spray-painted on. “Either you like it, or you are trying to catch flies. Which one?” she asked with a smile.
He stumbled with words, making noises until finally just saying, “You. Like you. In that.”
She began laughing and sat at the edge of the pool. “Question time, Mike. Why? Why me? I’m skinny. I’m flat-chested. My face is funny-looking, and I have white straw for hair. What is it you like about me?”
Mike held up a finger to give himself a minute. “You are thin, not skinny. Your breasts are small, but amazing, your face is amazing. Your lips are the lips people get collagen injections for, your eyes are a pool I could swim in, your button nose is amazingly cute. You have the pure white blond hair that girls try to bleach their hair in to, but yours is natural and soft. You have the warmest soul for someone who has been shit on by life. I can’t imagine life without you right now.”