She could hardly contain her excitement as she saw the taxi pull up
outside her house, she watched him pay the driver and get out,
the last time he'd turned up had been a complete surprise, she'd been
watching TV and heard a knock at the door, assuming it was her Mother,
she ambled to the door and opened it, and there he was.

He was as suprised at her reaction as she was, she started crying,
through happiness of course, and sheer surprise, and she had never
forgotten the way it made her feel, this time there would be no tears,
at least not until he'd left, and couldn't see them, for as much as
she loved being with him, seeing him go was something she could never
get used to.

She loved the way he looked and the way he walked, a sort of confident
lope described it best in her mind, he was tall, and to her eyes, 
especially in his new glasses, very very attractive and sexy.

At odd occasions it made her wonder how she ended up with someone 
as sexy and as marvellous as he was, but she didn't really think
about it that much, all that mattered, and this she knew, was that he
felt the same way about her as she did about him, he loved her, and 
she certainly loved him.

She loved him with a passion, and she loved the way he made her feel, she
loved making him feel good as well, sometimes she wasnt sure if she
succeeded, but other times she knew that she could make him feel
really good, and that made her feel very special.

This time she had some more interesting ideas and experiences to try
out, one of the things that brightened up her own solitary love making
was the remembered sight of him laying on her bed, blindfolded, and
wearing her restraints, and moaning as she teased him with caresses,
feathers and ice, another favourite scene she played over and over
again was the sight, taste and feel of his cock, she loved the way he
felt in her mouth, and the way he tasted and smelt.

They'd been talking about things to try, and she'd told him a few
things from her past that he wanted to try, and few things that she'd
only read about and wanted to try for herself, he was always willing
to try something new.

He gathered her into his arms and she felt as if nothing else could
possibly go wrong, he was here, and he was hers, and she was going to
give him if not the time of his life, then as close as she could get,
at that particular time, she walked into the loungeroom, and smiled as
she saw his face, she'd been doing some re-arranging of the furniture,
to accomodate at least one of his/her fantasies.

Leaning over the back of the couch she smiled at him and grinned
wickedly."See, it's the perfect height, for ALL sorts of things."

He came and stood behind her as she leant over the couch, placing his
hands on her hips, and pressing into her, she pressed back in to him,
enjoying the feel of him, she moved her hips, then he laughed and
swatted her on the bum, "later, dear, later, there will be plenty 
of time, but it does have its' possibilities"

He grinned at her slightly dissapointed expression, "Not been getting 
any lately dear?, you look hungry" any rejoinder that she was about to
make was lost in the feel of his lips on hers, she loved the way he
kissed, at times he could be fierce and his kisses passionate
bordering on painful, and at others he could kiss her with a delicacy
that touched her core and made all rational thought flee from her
head, his lips traced a path from her lips to her chin, and neck, she
felt the tingly little nips as he bit her gently, she literally melted
into his arms.

If she was "hungry" as he termed it before he started kissing her, she
was positively ravenous by the time he finished, hungry for his touch
and for his loving, she could feel moisture gathering between her legs 
and a warmth in the pit of her stomach, she trembled under his touch
as his hands caressed her back and then moved onto her face, gently
stroking and touching, his hands moved under her top and cupped her
breasts, he pinched her nipples between his fingers, her eyes closed
and she moaned, then he stopped.

He gave her a sly grin and said "patience dear", she looked down at
his jeans and saw that she wasn't the only one who was affected by the
contact, he followed her gaze, and gave her another cheeky grin "You
can say hello to Russell in a little bit, he's not going anywhere
without me, and I'm certainly not going anywhere, I have plans" she
smiled at him "Well isnt that amazing" she said, "cos I have plans
too, I wonder if they overlap". She reached down and stroked the bulge
of his cock through his jeans, "I'm looking forward to finding out".

Then she wrapped her arms around him again, delighting in the close
contact, she loved the feel of his arms around her, she could stay
that way for hours, just being near him, part of him, he made her
stronger, but this time her other need for him intruded on that, her
hands snaked under his sweatshirt, caressing and kneading his back in
the way she knew he loved, she listened to the small sighs and moans
he was making, and knew that he was feeling the same way she was, she
led him to the bedroom, which was warm, and proceeded to undress him.

She loved the feel of his skin and the way he smelt, running her
fingers over his chest, and across his nipples, he'd always said they
weren't very sensitive, but she knew what to do to make them so,
rolling them between her fingers, licking and sucking on them, biting
on them, licking down his chest and gently blowing on the cooling
trail, she could see the effect she was having, she sat on the edge of
the bed, her face level with his crotch, she wrapped her arms around
his back and buried her face in his crotch, revelling in the
delightful smell of him, so musky and very male, his hair tickling her
face.

Looking sideways she could see his cock, standing erect, she loved his
cock, he called it Russell, which made her laugh, but sometimes
Russell did seem to have a mind of his own, now he was looking very
inviting, "very edible" she murmurmed, slowly she ran her tongue along
the underside of his cock, she could feel his knees start to sag, and
grinned, she loved his flared cockhead, the way it tapered off at the
end, she loved the way he moaned when she ran her tongue over the tip
and buried it in his hole, she loved the feelings it gave her when she
took him in her mouth, she was never sure if it was the fact that he
moaned and sighed in pleasure, as well as the way his cock felt in her
mouth, so warm and hard and tasty, he was very sweet and she loved the
way he tasted, sometimes she couldnt get enough of him, but he always
stopped her, by then he always had something else on his mind.

Today was no exception, he placed his hands on her shoulders and
pulled away, but this time she wasnt dissapointed, she also had
something else on her mind, something she knew he wanted to try.

She laid back on the bed and cupped her breasts together so that they
formed a tunnel, he got the idea almost immediately, he knelt astride
her, she pressed her breasts around his cock, delighting in the
feelings that it gave her, slowly he started to move his cock in and
out, she could feel every inch of his hardness rub along the sensitive
skin of her breasts, he pinched and stroked her nipples as he
rythmically stroked in and out of her cleavage, she heard him gasp as
she leant down and ran her tongue along the tip of his cock, on the up
stroke, each time he came up, she was ready to lick or suck his cock,
she eagerly sipped at the glistening pre cum from his tip, then
watched as the rest was smeared between her breasts by his motion, his
cock glided smoothly between her cupped breasts, she could tell from
the look on his face and the small moans that were coming from him
that he was close to coming, she renewed her attentions to his cock,
bathing the tip with her tongue and gently sucking, with a strangled
moan he let go, strings of hot cum landed on her breasts, on her face
and neck, on her hands, she could feel cum trickling from between her
cupped breasts as his cock twitched and jerked within it's warm
prison.

Almost regretfully she moved her hands and released his cock, she
licked his cum from her fingers and then gathered up the traces on her
face and neck, savouring every last drop of his delicious seed, she
moaned as he started to lick the cum off her breasts, as he sucked and
bit on her nipples, then he turned around and started kissing and
licking down her body, she grinned with delight as she saw the
delightful picture presented to her, she loved the way his balls
framed his cock when faced this way, and she loved just as much making
him jump when she started tonguing his balls, carefully she licked his
cock clean, getting the rest of the cum off it, gently she sucked one
ball into her mouth, delighting in the feel of it moving around in its
hairy sac, she licked and bit his rounded arse cheeks, and then slowly
she ran her tongue over his puckered hole, gently pushing her tongue
in, her hands were busy on his cock, stroking and touching, teasing
him to hardness again.

With a sigh he flopped down onto the bed next to her, Russell standing
erect and proud, she loved the way he looked stretched out like that,
she couldnt keep her hands off him, touching and stroking, teasing his
nipples, kneading his muscles, small feathery caresses that tickled
him and made him twitch, she just loved touching him, and would for no
other reason than to feel his warm skin under her fingers, it kept him
close and gave her many pleasant memories for when he wasnt here, soon
his breathing evened out and in a little bit she could tell that he'd
fallen asleep, not that she minded, because then she could also
indulge in another of her favourite pastimes, looking at him, she
could look at him for hours, tracing the curve of his face and chin,
down to his shoulders, his narrow hips and long legs, she could
describe accurately his body from her memory, but mostly she liked
looking at his face, his long narrow face, the nose he was disparaging
about, his lips that gave her so much pleasure, marvelling over how
young he looked when he was asleep, these were the moments when the
love she felt for him threatened to overwhelm her, these were the
times when she knew that she would give up everything for him if he
asked her to, but pushing back those thoughts she concentrated on
just drinking in the pleasure that his presence gave her, and waiting
for him to wake up.

When he woke up she wasn't in the room, he stretched pleasantly,
memories of the previous encounter making him smile, he hadnt meant to
fall asleep, but he knew that she would understand, she always did,
but he did wonder where she was, he padded from the bedroom into the
loungeroom, expecting to see her there, but she wasnt and neither was
she in the toilet or the bathroom, that only left outside, but since
he was naked he didnt think that going out to check would be a good
thing, then he heard her key in the door, and she came in carrying a
plastic bag, "bread and milk" she said, "you were asleep so I thought
I'd go get a few things from the shop, I was planning to be back
before you woke up" he shook his head, not that it mattered, she came
towards him and he jumped as she put her cold hands around his middle,
she grinned "It's cold out there" then she laughed as he said "no
kidding, it is the middle of winter", the she shivered and went to
stand in front of the heater, "mmmmm thats better" she murmered as the
warm air got trapped in her skirt and warmed her up, "But I'm sure you
can think of another way to warm me up" and she looked meaningfully at
the back of the couch.

"Later dear, later" she pouted at him "you're no fun" she said, "Oh
I'm no fun am I, in that case I'll just go" her face fell as he said
this, she knew he was joking but she hated it when he said it, even
though she knew he was joking she could never control the feeling of
utter despair that came over her when he did, she knew it was her deep
seated fear of losing him that made her feel like this, but she could
never articulate this to him, or explain, so she just bit her lip and
concentrated on trying to stop the tears from forming in her eyes,
that was another thing he didn't like. Most of the time she was sure
he didnt know how his casual threats of leaving affected her and she
wanted to keep it that way.

"Want something to eat" she managed to say in a normal voice, "I made
a casserole earlier this morning, it just needs heating up" she busied
herself with the meal, getting plates and cutlery ready, setting the
table and placing the casserole in the oven, setting the timer, he was
watching as she moved around the kitchen, everytime she looked up his
eyes were on her, she smiled at him as she mouthed "I love you", he
nodded his head and repeated her words back to her, it was no use
trying to explain how he made her feel when he said that, but all she
could hope was that he felt the same way she did.

She walked over and placed her hands on each side of his face, looking
into his eyes she kissed him, deeply and slowly, trying to convey some
of the way she was feeling to him, he returned her kiss with the same
amount of passion, his hands caressing her back, her hands stroking
his body, how long they stood there locked together she wasnt sure,
all she knew was that his kiss did things to her that no one elses
could ever do, she could lose herself in his touch, in his kiss, in
his presence.