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WARNINGS: This story contains material of a sexual
nature. The story depicts consensual sexual activity
between men and women. If you live in a backward
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a baby in public is considered an act of moral
turpitude) or Afghanistan, in which it is illegal for
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If you are under the age of 18 please pretend you
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             A Visit in Spring

The smell of jet fuel assailed me as I walked toward
the terminal. It reminded me of my time in the Air
Force many years before. How things had changed since
then. Now I was middle aged with a graying beard,
working at a desk with way too many responsibilities.
I looked back on those carefree days in the service
with nostalgia forgetting how much I had hated them at
the time. Well, I said to myself, even middle-aged
guys can do something wild and carefree once in a
while. That's why I was at the airport.

I was there to meet a beautiful woman. A lithe and
elegant blonde years my junior named Adele. She had
offered, half seriously, to be my humble servant and
do my bidding. I took her up on the offer. I had
invited her to visit me and told her I'd show her the
sights of Sacramento. After some wheedling Adele had
agreed to fly in and I had sent her a ticket. I walked
through the terminal half dreaming and nearly bumping
into people. I waited at the gate smiling and
reviewing the plans I had made. I really wanted her to
have a great time. Sightseeing, dinner and good
companionship. I hoped this wouldn't be the last time
she'd stop in Sacramento.

The plane finally arrived and I waited at the head of
the gangway. She was the third person off the plane.
When I saw her, a big grin split my face. She looked
up and responded with a smile. 

"Hi," she said.

"Hello," I beamed. "I am so glad you came. Here let me
get your bag." I grabbed her satchel and another case
she had over her shoulder and started to lead her away
from the confusion of deplaneing passengers. As we
started down the hall she reached over and took my
hand. I looked at her surprised and she just smiled.
My step got a little more bounce in it. Walking out of
the airport holding hands with a beautiful young woman
swelled my chest.

It was a wonderful spring day in Sacramento. The
temperature in the low eighties. Not a cloud was in
the cerulean blue of the sky. There was a slight delta
breeze that kept the air feeling fresh and clean. As
we got to the car I threw her bags in the back and
opened her door closing it behind her as she climbed
in. When I sat down we turned toward and looked at
each other. "I'm so glad you decided to come."

She laughed, "Well, after you pointed out that I was
your HUMBLE servant how could I refuse."

I said a bit sheepishly, "Ok. I don't really think
you're my servant. But it did get you to agree to
come. All's fair in love and war they say." 

"So, we're at war are we?"

"No," I stumbled and then quickly realized she had
just trapped me. "Quit it. I wasn't trying to say we
are either. That was just a general comment. I'm going
to have to watch you. You're tricky." 

She smiled. "Ok. What's first?"

"I thought we'd do old town. Did you get lunch on the
plane?"

"Peanuts, if you call that lunch?" she replied.

"Sounds to me like lunch is on the agenda. Let's go."
I headed out of the airport and down I5 toward
Sacramento. I pulled off at downtown and under the
freeway into Old Sacramento. Old town has been
restored back to the gold rush days. It's a curious
mixture of modern and old. There are various tourist
stores selling the usual tourist junk. There are horse
and carriages running around. There are the old board
sidewalks and the buildings are what are left of the
gold rush days. There are also several good
restaurants serving the tourists and the downtown
crowd. After parking, we walked along the Sacramento
River watching the boats go by and enjoying the sun.
At one end overlooking the water is Rio City Caf . 

I opened the door for Adele and followed her in. "Two
please. By the window if we can," I said to the
hostess. She led us over to a small table by the
windows looking out at the river. We watched the boats
drift by on the river. She was pleasant and funny. She
even had the good grace to laugh at my jokes. I was
just happy to be spending time with such a delightful
woman. Sipping a glass of wine after lunch we talked
like old friends.  

After lingering over lunch we hopped in the car and I
headed up Capitol Blvd at the end of which is the
State Capitol. A beautiful park surrounds the Capitol.
The rose gardens were full of blooms in spring. We
walked through the park her hand in mine and watched
the people and squirrels frolic. She laughed easily. 

When we had enough of the park we headed over to the
Plaza the open-air mall. I took her into Macy's and
said. "Let's go shopping." 

Adele looked at me quizzically, and then said, "Is
that what you want to do?"

"Yes. I'm a pretty good shopper for women. I might
even find you some things that you'll like." We
strolled over to the dress department and started
going through the racks. I found a dress on one rack
that I thought was Adele. Her coloring is definitely
summer. This was a pastel dress, form fitting to
highlight her figure with a long sweep to it. I took
it and showed it to her.

"Oh I don't know..."

"Just try it." I said holding it out. She looked at
the dress and back at me. Looking dubious she took the
dress and headed for the dressing room. She came out
in the dress and stopped in front of the mirror.  She
turned one way and then the other. 

"What do you think?" she asked.

The dress served to highlight her Scandinavian looks.
"I like it. You look like an angel."

She looked back at the mirror. "I like it. But really,
I don't think an angel is exactly my style." She
turned toward me and put her hands on my shoulders and
gave me a light kiss. "Thank you for picking this out.
It is wonderful."

"No, you're wonderful. The dress just lets that show
through." Adele smiled and headed back into the
dressing room. She emerged a short while later and I
took the dress up to the register. "There are more
shops," I said as we headed out onto to plaza. 

"I'm not tired yet," she replied. 

And so off we went. Several hours later I was sure we
had hit every store on the mall and I was weighted
down. "You may not be tired yet sweetheart, but I'm
pooped. Let's go."

"She reached over and patted my cheek, "You've been a
sweetie so I should reward you. We can leave." Woo Hoo
I thought. I'm getting off easy. We headed back to the
car and then toward home. I pulled up in front of my
house about ten minutes later. I helped Adele out and
grabbed the bags and tried to get the packages too.
First one bag then another was teetering and going its
own way. I looked like something from an Laurel and
Hardy movie trying to balance all the stuff. Adele
grabbed some of the packages, "Here, let me help."

"Thanks." I led the way up to the front door and let
us inside. I took her bags down the hall and to the
back bedroom. It has it's own bath which would be
convenient. "Is this your room?" Adele asked.

"Uh no. Mine's in the front. I thought this would do,"
I replied.

"That's kind of silly. Why would I want my bags back
here," she said.

I looked at her my emotions a jumble. The gentleman in
me wanted to protest at least a little. The man in me
was feeling elated with the image of holding her in my
arms as we slept. The idea was causing flutters in my
stomach that I might soon be curled up in bed with
this delicious woman. She just smiled at me. I picked
the bags up and took them to my bedroom. She followed
and when I set them down she put her arms around my
neck and looking up said, "Thanks for a great day. I
really enjoyed everything." And proceeded to kiss me
in a friendly way.

"You're welcome. Um, let's go have some dinner," I
said leading her by the hand.

"Sounds good. What are we having?"

"Filets on a Red Bell Pepper puree, Potatoes Anna,
steamed vegetables and a special dessert," I replied.

"Wow. You're going to cook all that?"

"It's on the way." I had already done much of the prep
and so I pulled the Potatoes Anna out of the
refrigerator and threw it in the oven to heat. I had
already reduced the Red Bell peppers and pureed them
so I set them on the heat. Next, I reached for a nice
Syrah and poured two glasses. I handed one to Adele
and said, "All my recipes start the same. One cup
wine, for the chef."

She laughed and clinked her glass to mine and took a
sip. "Hmm, delicious."

"To a beautiful woman. Thank you for gracing my life
by coming to Sacramento," and I sipped the wine
looking her in the eye. She blushed a little and held
up her glass and joined me. I started grilling the
steaks. I cut up some good Italian bread from Il
Fornaio and started water for the veggies. Things
started to get busy but I managed to get everything on
the plates at roughly the same time. The filets were
sliced and laid over the puree and joined by the
potatoes and vegetables. We each grabbed a plate and
went in the dining room where I had candles going. We
had a nice romantic dinner in the candlelight.
Afterward I brought out the surprise, flaming Cherries
Jubilee over vanilla ice cream. A perfect way to end a
dinner.

We sat talking for a while and I suggested it was
late. I have to admit it wasn't all that late but I
just couldn't wait any longer. We tottered off to my
room. I reached out and pulled Adele to me. I kissed
her softly on the forehead and then lips. She returned
my kiss with more force. Soon we were kissing
passionately our lips dancing together and then our
tongues joined in. My hands were roaming over her back
and I reached up to unzip her dress. We continued to
kiss as our bodies separated enough to let her dress
fall around her feet. Quickly her bra followed. She
broke the kiss and started to remove my shirt followed
by my pants. I kicked off my shoes and pulled her
toward the bed. I reached over and slowly pulled her
panties down and she stepped out of them. I kissed her
thighs and pubis and belly and breasts and neck on the
way back. We kissed again. 

She lay down on the bed and pulled me down. I wanted
to possess her, to hold her, to make her shudder with
pleasure. I kissed her neck and trailed my lips down
to her breasts. First one side and then the other I
gently kissed and licked and rubbed her breasts. I
felt her nipples grow erect. I sucked her nipples into
my mouth and sucked while twirling her other nipple.
My leg lay between her thigh and I could feel her
begin to move against it. I could feel her becoming
moist as I continued licking and sucking.

I reached down and moved my hand over her labia
running a finger through and across her clit. The end
found her vagina and I slipped the finger up inside
while my palm lay across her pubis and pressed against
her. She began to move against my hand making small
noises. My finger slid into her and then pulled out as
I pressed against her hooded clitoris. She reached
down and grabbed my arm and pulled my hand harder
against her. I increased the speed I was moving in and
out of her while continuing to suck and lick at her
breasts and nipples. 

Suddenly, I stopped moving my hand. Adele started
humping against my still hand. I moved up over her and
withdrew my hand from her sopping vagina. I leaned
down and kissed her at first softly and then when I
felt her urgency hard. Our mouths mashed together the
tongues dancing passionately together. I continued
lowering my body until I touched her labia and like an
electric spark her passion leapt into my body igniting
the already smoldering lust into a run away fire.
Feeling her push against me I was overcome. I couldn't
wait and I plunged into her. She took me deeply and
moaned as I settled into her, my body pressed against
hers. 

I rubbed and moved in her to the depths. Her motions
matched mine as we started the ancient movements of
love. I felt the walls of her vagina moving against me
rippling with lust. I plunged into her and withdrew
until just the tip was still in and plunged again. I
started a pattern of several deep slow thrusts
followed by shallow quick thrusts. She had hold of my
arms pulling me into her when I moved out. She was
urging me to give her pleasure. After the shallow
thrusts when I finally thrust deeply she would moan
and buck against me urgently. Her legs were wrapped
around me and I could feel her feet beating a tattoo
of desire on my ass. 

I could feel her reaching her peak and picked up the
pace now buried deep and rubbing her clit with a
circular movement at the end of every stroke. I felt
Adele grasp my arms with a vengence and she threw her
head back her body going rigid as I continued my
thrusts. She rushed over the peak and I felt the walls
of her vagina spasming with her orgasm. I couldn't
hold back and my own cum came bursting forth. I poured
my seed into her as she moaned and spasmed. My
movements slowed and finally stopped and I collapsed
on her. Her eyes were closed and her breathing heavy.
I pushed myself up on my elbows as her eyes fluttered
open. I kissed her, a kiss of fulfilled passion and
thanks and love. We lay together lightly caressing
each other in that wonderful afterglow of passion
sated. 

Lassitude enveloped us as we talked quietly our bodies
laying next to each other our skin pressed together.
She lay her head on my chest and ran her finger across
my chest. I caressed her back and shoulders and ran my
fingers through her hair. We drifted off to sleep my
last thoughts were of Adele and what a beautiful and
special woman I had in my bed.

I awoke in the morning with the first light of day
stealing in the window. There was the faint aroma of
Cupid's gym in the air. Adele was still asleep on my
arm her back pressed like a spoon into me. I gently
extracted my arm and hopped out of bed. After a quick
shower I made an omelet and toast and juice and
brought it to the bedroom on a tray. She was just
awakening as I walked through the door. 

"Oh. Breakfast in bed." She threw back the covers and
bounced out of bed. "I'll be right back. Don't go
anywhere." I stood there holding the tray until she
bounced back into the room and under the covers. "I'm
ready," she smiled. 

I set the tray down and joined her. "The repast
awaits," I said. We both dove in.

"This is wonderful. I had no idea you were a good
cook."

"Thank you, my dear." I watched as Adele ate with
gusto so I guess it wasn't an empty compliment. Of
course I wasn't far behind. 

Pushing aside the plate after cleaning it Adele said,
"Hmm. I'm full." She stretched and looked at me. "Have
you had a shower?"

"Yes. I don't want to be stinky."

"Is that a comment? What are you saying?"

Shit. Should I just shut up or try to explain my way
out. "That's not what I meant and you know it. Come
here." I grabbed her neck and pulled her toward me and
kissed her. "Now be quiet."

"Humph." She crossed her arms. 

I grabbed the tray and took it out to the kitchen.
Adele was in the shower when I returned. I headed in
to bath so I could watch her. I stood leaning against
the counter and watched the water trailing down her
body. She scrubbed and soaked and I enjoyed every
minute. When she ran the soap through her legs I
wished I were the one holding the soap. I would have
lovingly soaped her oh so slowly. As the thoughts
filled my head I began to get the feeling and the
blood started coursing. My penis started to swell and
rise.

Adele noticed and smiled, "Nice. What are you
thinking?"

"I'm thinking that you look beautiful and desirable."
I was now standing fully erect throbbing in unison
with my heartbeat. Adele stepped from the shower and
ran her hand over my penis and knelt in front of me.
She stuck out her tongue and licked the tip. She ran
her tongue around and over laving it. "Oh God," I
breathed softly. She looked up into my eyes a look of
desire there and she took me into her mouth. "Adele,"
I moaned. I had to hang onto the counter to keep my
knees from buckling. Her mouth was like wet hot
velvet. I couldn't stand it any longer and reached
down to pull her up. I grabbed her and crushed her to
my chest frantically kissing her. I wrapped a towel
around her and she dried quickly. 

Unable to wait I pulled her toward the bedroom and she
threw the towel on the floor. Dragging her onto the
bed I started kissing her and running my hands over
her breasts. Moving lower I paused, kissed and licked
her nipples and then still lower until I was between
her legs. I teased her with my tongue, flicking it
across her labia and licking her leg and then back
again. When I felt her moving against my mouth I
pushed my tongue in the bottom of her slit and ran it
to the top and over her clitoris. She made a small
sound deep in her throat. I pulled her labia apart and
started running my tongue around flicking lightly
across her clit and back again. I sucked her clitoris
into my mouth and ran my tongue around it. Licking and
sucking and tonguing her she became wet and I smelled
the wonderful aroma of aroused woman. I pushed a
finger into her and started a massage. She began to
buck against my mouth. I felt her body becoming rigid.
Her butt lifted from the bed and pushed against my
insistent mouth and tongue. My finger was dancing
inside her as I sucked and I felt her reach her
climax. She bucked and moaned and grabbed my arm so
hard she left marks, which I didn't notice till later
as I was too busy at the moment. As her climax
subsided I slowed my movements until she relaxed
completely. I pulled my finger from her and moved up
beside her taking her in my arms. She cuddled in and
kissed my chest. Oh God. It was incredibly erotic,
having a woman that I had just made cum softly kissing
my chest.

We lay like that for a while. As she recovered I felt
her hand trail down across my belly. I knew where it
was headed and my erection sprung back to life. By the
time her hand reached it I was fully aroused. "Hmm,"
she said. "What do we have here?"

"A woman pleaser," I responded.

She laughed. "But I'm already pleased. I think this is
a man pleaser. I bet I can please you if I touch it
just right."

"Oh yes, I bet you can." I kissed her a long lingering
kiss as she began to run her hand over my cock. When
our kiss broke she moved down and took me into her
mouth. I lay back as she used her tongue and lips and
hand. It was incredible. I normally take a while but
was already aroused from licking her to orgasm and
with her unbelievable face moving on my cock I quickly
built toward orgasm. "Oh GOD, Adele. I'm going to
cum." I thought she would pull back. But she redoubled
her efforts. I felt my cum boiling in my balls and
soon the wracking spasms shook me as my cum shot out
and into her greedy mouth. She sucked me until I
couldn't stand it any longer. I collapsed back
completely drained of energy and cum. I looked up to
see her licking her lips. She moved up and kissed me
deeply. I could taste the salty remnants of my cum as
her tongue plunged into my mouth. I kissed her deeply.
We broke the kiss and I said, "Thank you. That was the
best I ever had." I don't think she believed me. I
reached up and put my hand on her cheek. "Sweetheart,
that was the best ever," I said sincerely. 

A smile crossed her face. "I'm glad. Thank you for a
wonderful day and night." She lay next to me her head
on my shoulder and my arm holding her close. We lay
quietly each lost in thought. Is there any moment
quite as special as when you are with someone in
complete comfort, just being together. No need for
words. Everything expressed. Happy to be with the
person you are with.

I'm not sure how long we lay together but I noticed
the clock and I knew I had to get Adele to the
airport. How sad that moment was. "Sweetie. We need to
get ready."

"No. I'm going to stay."

Oh. If that could only be true. "C'mon." I said
pushing her up. She put a pouting look on her face,
which made me smile. I pulled her up and we got
cleaned up again.

Adele was quiet on the way to the airport. I pulled
into the front of the terminal. Adele turned to me and
said, "Just drop me off."

"What? I can't do that," I said flustered.

"Please." 

My mind raced. What had I done that she just wanted to
be dropped off? "I'm sorry. What did I do?" looking
like a wounded puppy.

"No, no. It's not that. This has been perfect. I'm
afraid if you come in I won't leave. If you are
standing there I won't get on that plane. I was
serious when I said I was going to stay."

"But your family?" I started to say.

She put her hand over my mouth. "I know. I know all
that. That's why you can't come in. I have to leave
but I know I won't if you come in with me. Kiss me
goodbye." I leaned over and we kissed. It was a kiss
that was magnetic. I could feel my being pulled toward
her. We joined and melded. I never wanted it to end.

Adele pulled away and looked lingeringly at me. She
jumped out of the car but before closing the door she
leaned down and said, "Promise me something."

"Anything."

"Promise me that this isn't the last time."

I laughed in relief. "Oh sweetheart. That's easy. I
promise with all my heart. Next week?"

She laughed with me. "No. Not next week. We'll talk."
She threw me a kiss and turned toward the terminal. I
watched until a security guard motioned me to move. By
then I had lost her in the crowd anyway. 

I drove away. Was it really only 24 hours? It felt
like a lifetime. I kept thinking of her. What a
special woman. 'We'll talk.' Oh yes. We'll talk. There
was so much to talk about now. So much.




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