It's the Real Thing

The red Mercedes purred up the road and on to the long drive that led to the manor house. There were dim lights on deep in the lower story, but no one really seemed awake. The light in the kitchen was merely a nightlight for anyone at the estate who wanted a midnight snack. Thomas parked the car in front of the front door and turned off the ignition. He turned to me and asked, "I could carry you up the stairs again if you'd like?" I looked over to his gormless, lovely face and told him, "Thomas, I really think I can walk, but thank you for the offer." I leaned from my passenger seat and touched his lovely soft lips with mine. I decided and got a chill from the notion that I was going to take control and let him know how attractive I found him and dispel any thoughts that he was not attractive to me, in his body or his soul.

I got out of the car and walked around and opened Cathy's door. I helped her out of the car, minding her skirt and looked at the intense and dusky look on her face. I almost was afraid I had done something wrong. I took out my key and opened the front door. Mr. and Mrs. Robbins had left enough light on to let us see our way about but it was clear that we wouldn't see them. "Cathy," I said, "Can I get you something to drink, or are you in need of a bit of sustenance?" "Thomas, all I need is to be upstairs with you as soon as I can." She replied as she broke from me and ran up the stairs. That was a little bit startling, but I took the stairs two at a time and joined her in our bedroom. By the time I caught up with her our bedroom had been transformed. Mr. Robbins had laid a perfectly burning fire, but what was more fascinating was the number of candles that Cathy had lit. No artificial light…just the fire and the candles in a cozy room.

Thomas entered our room. I came out of the bathroom after having a wee. "Thomas, do you need the toilet?" I asked. He slipped into the loo and did what he needed to. I waited as he came back out. My skirt and peasant blouse were still in place. "Thomas, go over and sit on the side of the bed," I said. He came toward me and I put up my hand. "Thomas, go over and sit on the bed." I repeated. His eyes widened and he figured out that he had to obey. He backed up and sat on the edge of the bed looking like a naughty schoolboy. I walked slowly over to him and put my arms around his neck. I leaned forward and weaseled between his legs and kissed him in the best way I knew how. It didn't take long for him to join me in a deliciously sensual kiss. I gazed into his eyes and he into mine. There were fireworks in our brains.

Cathy stared into my eyes with such intensity I felt I might be struck blind. My legs were already wobbly with excitement. "Don't you move." She said. I absolutely froze except for those parts of me that couldn't. She came and looked into my eyes again with that wild, hungry gaze. She started by loosening my tie…"I really need this to be off," she said as she pulled apart the knot. She then gazed at my collar. "This serves no purpose." She said as she opened the top button. She unbuttoned my shirt buttons one by one. When she had my chest and belly liberated she used her hands to massage my chest. She then used her finger to gently roll and caress my nipples. She knew they were sensitive but she gently rolled and pinched my nipples which sent excitatory messages to my cock, which was wide awake and pulsing. I didn't want to come just yet.

I leaned in with my tongue and played with Thomas's generous nipples. I licked and nibbled gently to the point I was drippingly wet. I pulled the shirt out of his trousers and pushed it down his arms. He let out a groan when I gently bit the top of his left breast. His braces had come down first thing so I moved my attention to the front of his trousers. I unhooked the closure and unzipped his fly. "Oh Cathy, please let me touch you…please let me touch you!" he pleaded. "Thomas, luv, I need to let you know how lovely you are and how much I desire you, just the way you are." I told him. The trousers were swiftly dispatched leaving his boxer's which I removed quickly. Socks came off and I had a naked Thomas lying on the bed. I could do what I wanted and I knew what I wanted to do. Kneeling up on the side of the bed, I took Thomas's erection and put it in my mouth. I licked the head then set my mouth…down, up, and down again. He squirmed and moaned until we were in synch. He stopped and paused as his cock exploded in my mouth. He cried out and reached out for me. I took him into my mouth and swallowed his ejaculate. It felt like taking something of the one I loved into me.

I felt that I had engaged in the most selfish act I had ever experienced. Cathy had told me what to do and I followed her directions. I felt ravished. Cathy still had her dress and blouse on. It was very strange but very empowering. "Cathy, let's take your clothes off too. I want you to lay beside me. I helped her take off her top. She took off her bra and I helped her out of her skirt, bending down and placing my tongue into her well lubricated flower. I moved up and licked her swollen nipples and nuzzled her neck. She was certainly aroused and could have used more attention but she said with a mischievous giggle, "Let's go have a snack. I'm really peckish after the dance and all that excitement." Who was I to disagree?