Slowly, nervously, excitedly, I lowered myself onto the covers, sank my head into the pillow and opened my legs.Jake knelt up and shuffled over so he ...as between them. He stroked my inner thighs with both hands, easing my legs wider apart.“Fuck me”. I told him.“Not yet”, He smiled, licking his lips. The feel of his tongue between my legs was indescribable. Pleasure doesn’t come close to explain the sensations I was experiencing. He sucked gently on my clit, and pushed his tongue deep inside my. This just adds to my excitement. Always when I see you I think of you asmy perfect woman and I am the luckiest guy alive to be your boyfriend. Asever, tonight you look amazing in a pretty white top and short blackskirt, such a simple look, but so fetching. Your tights are beautiful onyour legs and your heels give your calves such an appealing feminineshape. You smell so beautiful, you are my dream date.I walk in the room and we embrace, I love the feel of your soft girlishlips as we kiss, I. It is him. “Hi,” I mumble. “You woke me up.” “Poor baby,” he replies in a voice that I know means he is smiling at my expense. “Get up and Carpe Diem kiddo! I mean, it’s past noon already. Anyway, I just wanted to tell you that I’m on the plane and about to take off. I’ll let you know when I get there. Now get your ass out of bed.” Without comment, I hang up by pressing the button on my phone and, lying splayed on the bed, raise my eyes to look at the clock. It stares back at me, chiding me. My interest in reconciliation was on the wane. Jean was the woman on my mind, as I went to bed each night.In the beginning we stuck to business as we danced around each other in innumerable meetings, but the spark of attraction was always there. I was torn between professionalism and the need to get to know her better. I beat the excuse of working dinners and lunches to death, as I stepped as close to the line as I dared. To my delight, Jean not only bought my excuses, she came up with a few of.