“Not normally, but there are exceptions to every rule. You suck dick?”
“Like a master,” I boasted. “Would you like for me to suck yours?”
“Is the sky blue?”
“It wasn’t today,” I said teasingly.
“Okay.” He laughed. “So maybe that was a bad analogy, especially in the middle of a flood.”
“It’s okay, Victor. I’ll forgive you, this one time, and suck your dick anyway.”
I climbed off him and came out of my jeans, my bra, and panties. One thing about me; I’ve never had any hang-ups about my body like some women. Lights on or off, I’m willing to show the goods. Shelly and I even went to a nudist colony one summer. It was an unforgettable experience and I looked forward to going back.
Victor sat there like he was scared to take off his clothes.
“It would be a whole lot easier to suck your dick if you don’t have any clothes on,” I finally said.
He got up and undressed, his mouth hanging open the entire time as I profiled on the bed, making sure he got an eagle-eyed view of everything.
When he was nude, I reached for him and pulled him down on the bed beside me. “Wanna sixty-nine?”
“Sure, why not?”
I climbed on top of him and positioned my pussy over his face. Then I started teasing his dick with the tip of my tongue. He flinched and I loved it. Men who react to touching so quickly generally are very passionate. Some men are so acclimated to sex that you damn near have to choke on their dick before they even moan. Not so with Victor. Before I even had the head in my mouth, he was moaning and his toes were curling up.
“Lovely,” I said.
“What’s lovely?” he asked.
“The way your toes are curled up.” I giggled. “I like it when I make a man’s toes curl.”
My comment must have truly turned him on because he grabbed the back of my thighs and pulled my pussy down onto his tongue. It was warm and thick and since I had already gotten a head start with an earlier orgasm, my pussy was ready for more action and extremely wet.
We went for it with the oral sex for the next thirty minutes before deciding to get down to business. Instead of climbing off him, I slid down his chest, letting my pussy juice lubricate it, and then sat on his dick facing his ankles. I grabbed his calves and squeezed as I moved up and down on his thick dick. It was even thicker than I had imagined when I fantasized about it.
Victor started slapping me on the ass. At first, I wasn’t sure I was feeling it but then realized it was making me more excited. I came for the umpteenth time and the cum trickled down the sides of his thighs onto the sheets.
Victor exploded next and we lay there spent, both grinning in silence.
“So, was that casual enough for you?” he finally asked.
“Yes, it was,” I replied. “Thanks for taking a dismal day and turning it into something much more special and memorable.”
“Thank you for inviting me up.” He chuckled. “I wasn’t looking forward to spending the night in the security office with Big Mo and Little Joe.”
“Big Mo and Little Joe?” I laughed. “Cute names. I’ll have to meet them sometime.”
He eyed me suspiciously. “Does that mean you plan to see me again?”
I buried my head in his chest for a moment and then bit his left nipple. “What if I do? Are you down for that?”
“Absolutely.”
He drew my face to his and kissed me. “You know, they have very nice showers here. Or so I hear.”
“Is that an invitation?” I asked.
“Yes.” He palmed my ass. “Will you accept?”