Though she had shared only a grainy picture with me it was clear she was quite busty and had very long hair. I love women with long hair and her chats...were slowly making me crazy for her.We met at a small restaurant/coffee-place. She was about 5’6, dressed in business formals with a skirt till just below knees, white shirt and jacket. Her breasts were protruding and inviting. With long hair layered down to her waist. But there was something familiar about her perfume, strong and sensual and I. She grasped the thick shaft and pulled the foreskin down to reveal the bulbous head glistening with his pre-cum. I bet all this hot dancing and romantic night had his balls producing sperm. His facial expression was priceless. He laid back as she really began to work is cock. I sat up on the bed and ate her pussy from behind. After her first orgasm, I lined up behind her and sank my throbbing dick deep into her warm hole. I was deep in her hole thinking that I was finally going to see another. When I got home, late, Nikki met me at the door, kissing me, shoving my smudgy ass to the shower. "You got t' clean up, baby. I'll have your dinner on the table when you get out of the shower."As I stood under the brisk hot stream, I mused about a year ago when a similar situation would've had me returning home to an empty house. Well, not exactly empty, but the cat was notoriously indifferent to how tired I might be.At the table, Nikki fed me and questioned me about what I saw. I showed her. Ally glanced at her delicate gold link watch. Two days, three hours, and twenty six minutes, she calculated with a grin.Yep, Ally and Ben were going to travel Europe together for six blissful weeks before returning to the United States, where they'd pack up the contents of their modest apartment and head for graduate school. The pair had decided that the Columbia School of Journalism was the perfect choice for them because "newspapers were less fickle than book publishers" Ally routinely joked,.