The Good One (The Ones)

I spend the next couple of days at event after event, interview after interview. Thankfully, none of them as awkward as the one on Monday. It’s Wednesday and I’ve never been more ready to head back to Philadelphia. I’ve been texting with Kasey all day and she let me know she was going to be home tonight. Not an invitation per se, but I’m going to take it as one. I need to touch my girl. Need to kiss her and feel her laugh or smile against me.

My driver drops me off at her apartment and I tell him what time to be here in the morning. I know she has to work and I have to head into the office in the morning, too. I let myself into her building. She told me that the buzzer has been broken for about a week, so the door is usually unlocked now. I’m not a fan. This isn’t a dangerous neighborhood by any means, but I want to know my girl is safe when I’m not around. Supposedly it will be fixed by this weekend at the latest. Waiting for the part or something. Sounds more like laziness to me, but she insisted I not call the super myself like I wanted to.

When I get to her door, I hear the TV in the background. Sounds like some action movie. That’s my girl. We discovered we have the same taste in movies over the weekend while she was going through our DVD collection. Even though streaming services have been around for a while now, my parents like to keep it old-school at the lake house. I knock softly on the door and hear her making her way to answer it. I see the peephole darken for a moment before the locks disengage. At least she’s safe about who she opens the door for, especially at night. When the door swings open, there’s a wide smile on her face.

“I’m here to ask you for your support in my senatorial campaign. If elected, I promise unlimited orgasms every day.”

She laughs as she grabs me by the front of my shirt and pulls me into her apartment.

“Get in here, you nut.” She slams the door behind me and I turn her against it while I kiss her deeply.

“Mmm, welcome home, soldier,” she jokes after I give her a chance to breathe.

“I had to see you. Hope you don’t mind. I wanted to surprise you.”

“I will never mind a surprise visit from you, handsome.” She pulls out of my arms and I see she is wearing my T-shirt and nothing else. Who needs sexy lingerie when your woman opens the door in nothing but your T-shirt. She walks into her living room and bends down to grab the remote, turning the TV off. Sheer panties peek out the bottom of the shirt from the movement. I walk behind, taking a handful of her ass in my palm and squeezing.

“I thought we went over what it does to me to see you in my clothes,” I say against her ear before I run my hand around to the front of her panties and dip my finger inside, just grazing the digit over her slit. She rubs her ass against my erection, which quickly becomes very obvious in my pants.

“What? It’s a good T-shirt.” Little smart-ass. “Besides, I didn’t know you were coming tonight. I was planning on teasing you over FaceTime.” She smiles as she leans back against me, letting me play with her a little.

“Isn’t this better, though?” I ask, dipping a finger in her entrance while she moves her head, allowing me to taste the sweet skin on her neck.

“Mmm. Much.” I pull my finger out of her and stick it in my mouth, tasting her sweetness. She loves when I make a show of just how much her taste turns me on.

“Come on. I want to see your bed where you dream of me.” I give her a wink and she laughs as we walk into her bedroom. It’s nice, not too big. She has white oak dressers with a matching bed frame. Her bed is all white and huge. Thank God. I’m not a small man and would hate to be cramped next to her taking up all the room. It wouldn’t have stopped me, but I’m happy with the circumstances.

“Yeah, I know it’s very white in here. There’s just something about a white bedroom I’ve always loved,” she explains.

“I like it. It’s the demure side of your personality.”

“I don’t know about that. I’m pretty far from a demure lady these days.” She raises an eyebrow at me like I’ve lost my mind.

“There are many sides to you, Kasey, and I’m thoroughly enjoying getting to know each one. You have a demure side that has always stayed in your lane, never venturing out of your comfort zone. Then there’s the wild side that likes sex clubs and blow jobs on boats.” I wiggle my eyebrows at her and she laughs.

“Yeah, I bet that’s your favorite side.”

“I like them all, actually. I’m particularly partial to the side that lets me make her come anytime the mood strikes. Like now, for instance.” I grab her and toss her onto her bed, landing on top of her as she laughs. I quiet her with a kiss and she wraps her legs around my waist, rubbing her center against my bulge.

“You need to take your clothes off,” she tells me. “I feel a little underdressed.”

“I think we’re both overdressed for the occasion.” I jump up and rip my jacket and dress shirt off, throwing them on a chair she has in the corner of her room. Shoes, socks, and pants are next, leaving me in just my briefs. She’s sitting up on the edge of her bed, watching me with rapt attention.

“Like what you see, baby?” I’m rubbing my hard cock through my briefs as I walk over to her.

“You know I do.” She’s breathing hard, with her hands by her sides, nipples hard and poking through my shirt. I walk up to her, my cock level with her face.

“Open wide. I want to see your pretty lips wrapped around my cock.” She does as she’s asked while I step out of my briefs. I take the head and paint her pretty lips with my precum before pumping myself in her wide mouth one time. I pull out and she licks her lips, moaning in pleasure. Fuck. She is perfection personified.

“You like when I paint that sexy mouth?” Her eyes are so dark, pupils practically black with desire.

“I like everything you do to me.” She gives me a saucy grin before leaning forward, opening her mouth again for my cock. Of course, I oblige and pump in a few times, going as deep as I can on the last thrust down her throat, and she swallows around my dick before I pull back out.

“Fuck, I’m going to come down your throat if you keep doing that, baby.” She smiles up at me.

“That’s kind of the point, no?” Another sexy smirk plays on her lips.

The mouth on my girl. She takes my shirt off so I can see her amazing tits. So round and perfect, nipples hard and pointing straight ahead. She widens her knees and I have the most incredible view of the wet spot on the front of her panties. She’s as turned on as I am right now, and I’ve barely touched her since we were in her living room. I take her breasts in my palms and squeeze those delicious mounds together, rubbing my thumbs over her nipples.

“I need to fuck these amazing tits.”

She moans in agreement at my dirty words to her. Next thing I know, she grabs the lotion from her bedside table and hands it to me with a fire in her eyes that tells me she is one hundred percent on board with the idea. I take the lotion from her and pump a generous amount on my hands and down the valley of her breasts, rubbing it all over. She is rubbing her hands up and down my thighs as I get my dick coated with lotion.

I take her tits and squeeze them together around my cock and start pumping while I pinch her nipples. She is loving the sensation and licks the head of my cock every time it peeks through. Goddamn, is she a sight. She reaches a hand under my balls and starts playing with them, massaging them as I fuck her amazing tits. This is one of the many fantasies I have of Kasey, and she is making it come true. For me. I wanted to come inside her pussy first, but I can’t control my orgasm and I lose it, releasing all over her tits and neck. She giggles at the sight.

“Well, you made quite the mess,” she says as I step back and survey my work. I take two fingers and rub where the evidence of what this woman does to me is dripping down her neck. She takes my fingers in her mouth and licks them clean.

“Mmm, I love the way you taste.”

“Fuck, baby. You are the perfect woman.” She laughs and stands up, grabbing my hand.

“Come on. You can clean me up in the shower, then dirty me up a few more times before we go to sleep. You’re staying the night, right?” She sounds slightly unsure of whether I came for a quickie, just to leave when we’re through, or if I’m here for her all night.

“Just try to get rid of me, babe.” I give her a reassuring smile and kiss, then take her under the spray, washing away the evidence of my fantasy come true. I dirty her up again before we fall asleep, sated in each other’s arms like she requested. Twice.