”“Will you put on your costume, please?”“But I wore this last year,” I protested.“I know. But you’ve been in such a mood that I knew it ...ould just turn into a fight if I tried to get you to talk about a costume. Nobody will care, Steve. I’m going as Buttercup again. Please? Do this for me?”“Can’t everyone just let me have a snit for once?” I growled. “Don’t I deserve that?”“No. Elyse told you why.”“I’m beginning to regret ever taking her up on her offer to live with me!” I said angrily, and. You never want to have the breath knocked out of you when you're having your first real orgasm, right? Well it happened. When I could talk I lay there, begging Derrek to come down there and fuck me. I would do anything to have his cock back in me. He just laughed and said I would come back to him when I was serious about getting blackfucked. He was right. So I got up on the couch next to him and put my head down on the side cushion, stuck my ass and slutty cunt up at him. Well that got. It had just the slightest hint of fruit. I recognized it immediately. It was the smell of a woman. It was a very nice smell. It was beginning to have an effect on me. I was losing control. I began to sense my loss of rational thinking. I had to go. I had to move to fresh air. I excused myself and left the garden. I had almost become entangled in her web of trickery. Like a valiant warrior who knew when he had been bested, I fled!I continued my regimen of biking, dieting, and weight lifting. I. She smelled wonderful -- a mix of her shampoo and body wash mixed with a perfume I recognized as one of her favorites and, underneath it all, unmistakable hint of aroused womanhood. Even if I hadn't been horny already, this could have brought me to instant hardness by itself. As it was, I was afraid I'd cum in my pants like some kid.When we finally broke our kiss, Linda took me by the hand and pulled me up the stairs to the bedroom. All the lights were on, the comforter was pulled off the bed.