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Subject: {ASSM} Their First Night {Constance Vibes} (rom MF)
Date: Tue,  2 Jul 2002 08:10:04 -0400
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"Their First Night"
   by Constance Vibes


   They had never met. She knew he was divorced with two
children. He knew she was married (but not happily) with two
children as well. She had seen a picture of him, but he had
not seen anything of her. That was gonna change tonight.

   She was flying to meet him. She lived across the
country. Thank god the plane was on time! She had said she
would be wearing a denim dress and cowboy boots. Was that
her? No. Had she backed out? No, wait a minute. A woman was
walking towards him with a questioning look on her face.
"Steve?" she asked.

   "Debbie?" he answered. They both smiled.

   He took her bag (she was only there two nights and had
not brought much). They made polite conversation on the way
to the car. Why was she nervous, she wondered, they had
shared so much over the phone and the internet. Very
personal things. And yet, it was as if they had never
spoken.

   Once they reached the car, they relaxed. He talked about
his new job and she spoke of her catering business. Neither
one was hungry, so he drove to his house. As they walked to
the door, he stopped her. "If you don't want to stay here,
I'll understand," he said, holding his breath.

   "No, I want to stay here. That is why I am here," she
whispered.

   He opened the door and she walked in. Nervous again, she
said, "nice house".

   "Thanks," he replied. Damn, he felt like he was in high
school again!

   "I'll show you the bedroom so you can change into
comfortable clothes," he said.

   "Thanks, I would love to put on some sweats," she
answered.

   While she was changing, he started a fire and got out
some wine and snacks. He also put on a cd, low. When she
came back in, he was amazed she could be even sexier in
sweats and a t-shirt.

   She loved how his shirt opened just enough so she could
see a little of his chest hair. She took the wine glass and
settled in front of the fire.

   "I feel like I'm in high school again," she laughed.

   "I was thinking the same thing," he chuckled.

   "I want this, Steve," she breathed. "I have for a long
time."

   He took her wine glass and settled her between his legs,
with her back pressed to his chest. He twined their fingers
and whispered in her ear, "I've wanted this since the first
time we had phone sex." He felt the goose bumps rise on her
arms. She sighed and leaned her head back to kiss him.

   His lips are so soft, she thought.

   Her lips are so full, he thought.

   She turned in his arms to deepen the kiss. He put his
hands on her hips to lay her full against him as she began
to unbutton her shirt. "I am dying to see your chest," she
breathed. When his shirt was open to the waist, she sat back
and rubbed her hands through his chest hair.

   His breath caught in his throat. He was filled with the
urge to toss her on her back and make made passionate love
to her as quick as possible. But he stopped himself. He
wanted this to be perfect.

   And so did she.

   "Turnabout is fair play," he said as he took her t-shirt
off. His eyes widen when he saw she wasn't wearing a bra.
They were both panting as she fell back on top of him. Chest
to breast they turned over. Now he looked down on her.

   "Hurry!" she begged as they ripped the rest of their
clothes off. Once they were completely naked, they just
looked at each other. He slowly lowered his mouth to hers as
she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down to
her. She rubbed her breasts in his chest hair. She never
knew that could be so arousing. Slowly her hands lowered as
he kissed her neck moving slowly downward too. As he reached
the valley between her breasts, her hands fluttered over his
lower stomach. He raised his eyes to see hers filled with
desire. Then as he took her left nipple in his mouth she
found his shaft. They both moaned. She arched her back to
thrust more of her breast into his mouth while he pushed
down to feel her hand all over his cock.

   He feels so powerful, she amazed.

   She tastes like peaches, he wondered.

   As he sucked on her right breast, she rubbed her clit
and put some of the juice on his cock to moisten it. Now she
moved her hand in earnest over his shaft.

   He raised his head and looked slowly into her eyes as he
spread her legs with his knees. She wrapped her hand around
his cock and slowly guided him into her wetness, one inch at
a time. It was pure exquisite torture.

   He could take no more and with one final thrust he
buried himself in her. They both closed their eyes and, not
moving, just soaked each other in.

   Then he began to move. Up and down while she wrapped her
legs around and matched him thrust for thrust. She grabbed
his ass and arched against him as they pounded together.

   She felt her orgasm build at the same time his started.
She opened her eyes to see him looking at her and they came
together.

   She cried out over and over with the pounding of her
climax.

   As he poured into her, he breathed her name "Debbie."

   As their breathing calmed and he rested his head on her
shoulder, he looked at her and said, "I think the fire went
out."

   "No, Steve," she replied, "it is just building."


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