They dined at a small bistro down the street, not wanting to be around people. It was quiet, just a few other people with Jim and Jenny sitting to themselves in a corner. They chatted about unimportant things. And Jenny laughed about the jackass named Jim. "I'll have to give it a place of honor," she teased. She was wearing the necklace; Jim had helped her put it on before they left her apartment. His blue eyes were taking in every aspect ot her look this evening; he wanted to always remember how she looked on that special night. She was wearing a smokey blue sweater, which of course turned her eyes grey. Her face was bright and animated; the twinkle in her eyes matching the warmth of her smile. He was losing himself in her, willingly. Physically he wanted her, more than he had wanted anyone in a very long time. But the connection he felt to her was far beyond physical needs. It was if she knew how to reach inside him and fill all the empty spaces. Emotions of all descriptions ran through him. He wanted to laugh with joy and cry tears of thanks, all in the same instant. As he realized that this was really happening, shivers ran through him and he felt like he was trembling. So many emotions...so little control. But he didn't care.

After dinner they walked back to her place. He followed her up the stairs and inside. Closing the door, she locked it. He turned, his smokey eyes resting in hers as she stepped toward him. Momentarily their only connection was through their eyes. And then he kissed her. This kiss revealed more of his carnal desires and his hunger was matched by hers. His hands travelled behind her as he pulled her into his body, needing her next to him. Her arms went up, her hands wrapping behind his neck, fondling the back of his head. He felt her response to him which only drove him further into the heat that was building. The fire within his groin intensified as he became more and more aware of the sensation of her body. She pulled away a little, her hands working at his buttons. He stood quietly as she finished her task and slid his shirt open, revealing his undershirt and the chest fuzz that escaped it. Her eyes were filled with desire and Jim delighted in her response to him. Sliding his hands underneath her sweater, he worked it over her head, exposing one of Victoria's secrets. He took a deep breath as his eyes widened at the sight of her. Trembling, his fingers traced the outline of her bra. He felt the tremor that ran through her at his touch. He paused and looked at her. "Jenny?"

Smiling shyly, she answered, "I'll show you mine if you show me yours."

An impish grin travelled across his face. "You first..." Then reaching behind her, he unfastened her hooks and the bra fell away. Tentativly he cupped her breasts in his hands, caressing and silently memorizing them. His head was spinning from all the senasations reeling through his body and he closed his eyes to balance, which only intesified his focus on her bounty.

Seductivly she whispered, "now it's my turn." Her hands made quick work of his undershirt and her eyes scanned his chest. A salacious smile crawled over her face as her eyes spoke approval of what she saw. She ran her hands over the breadth of his chest, ruffling his hair as they travelled. Then they surveyed his shoulders ran down his arms, resting just above his elbows, her thumbs leaning back to tweak his nipples. He gasped at the tingles that her action caused. His eye twitched at the sensory overload.

Kissing her again, he regained his center, concentrating on the texture of her mouth. Slowly he left that safety and his kisses wandered down to her neck. She moaned as he found an especially sensative spot. Delighting in his discovery, he lingered. Her hands were exploring him. running over his shoulders and down his back. She rested them on his waist momentarily, kneading him just above his pants. Her fingers ran inside the waistband, teasing them both. Travelling south, her fingers brushed his crotch, eliciting small gasps from both of them. His mouth meandered to her nipples where he teased her little peaks with his tongue then sucked and nibbled, arousing them even more. Her breathing had quickened and he celebrated each little shudder that erupted from her center as a result of his attentions. His fingers found the button and zipper of her pants and he had her free in seconds. She stood before him in only her panties. As much as he appreciated the silky black fabric, he decided that she was still wearing too much clothing. As her last garmet slid to the floor, her fingers made quick work of his restraints and each stood exposed. Jim marvelled at the beauty of her body and was a little chagrinned at the state of his. Her lustful gaze at his form gave him courage to procede.

He kissed her again and then suddenly scooped her into his arms, carrying her through the hall to her bedroom; not an easy task at his age but worth the effort, he felt. Her warm skin against his was invigorating, to say the least. Once in her room, he gently laid her on the bed and eased himself down, next to her. Heat rushed through him as hie eyes travelled the length of her body, pausing and anticipating certain main attractions. She watched him as he relished his view; his shameless scrutiny arousing her even more. Her hands began to wander his body, revisiting already explored territory before lighting upon new regions. Her touch was feathery light that teased and tortured him.

His gaze settled on her face and a wicked smile crept across his. Leaning toward her, he dodged her inviting lips and nibbled at her ear. Then travelling down her jaw, he found his way around to her lips. Teasing them and then attacking, his tongue sparred with hers until they settled into a rhythm and then he left to travel down. He loved the feel of her hardened nipple in his mouth, at first fully and then he let it slip until only the tip remained, which he rested between his lips and then released. His tongue continued its journey, finding its way to her navel, which held his attention briefly. His hands worked their way under her and cupped the cheeks of her ass, gently squeezing them. He felt her tummy tighten as he approached the mystery of her core. Repositioning himself, he found the skin of her inner thigh and caressed it with his mouth,tasting and nibbling his way around but not to his goal. Bringing a hand around, he gently fondled her.Then slowly his pressure increased, the palm of his hand rubbing into her mound. He watched as her body responded, arching toward his touch. His finger circled and then stroked the length of her folds, still not entering. He felt a rush of moisture as she moaned, reacting to his efforts.Gently the finger found its way into her lucious valley and he began to stroke. Her hips rocked toward him involuntarily. He found her hot spot and circled it; her gasp an affirmation that he was on target. Her hands were on his shoulders, fingers digging in as waves of heat built within her. He was drinking in all of her reactions and savoring them. Carefully he worked down the valley and into her depths. His finger was soaked in her heated juices and a flame shot through him. He began to stroke, the walls of her inner self twitching and squeezing each time. She lifted herself toward his hand, her body begging for more. The stroking continued until he sensed that she was on the edge, ready to crash over. Then he eased his motions and slowly withdrew, leaving her aching for a finale. Her eyes questioned him but he only grinned at her.

He caressed her thighs and nibbled on her stomach as she cooled a bit and then he began his next attack. His mouth hovered over her and his tongue gingerly probed until it found a haven in her mosit heat. Repeating the actions of his finger, he circled her clit and then headed to her tunnel. Teasing her entrance, he then traveled back to her clit. His motions evolved into a stroking pattern that sent her into a frenzy. Arching to him again, her body stoked against his motion, each pass becomming more intense. Again, just as he sensed she might come...he withdrew. Blatent desire and lust fueled her frustration, "Jim, please..." she begged.

"What do you want, baby?" His voice was raspy but teasing.

"YOU." She gasped. "Inside...now..." she reached down and grabbed his already throbbing cock. He was rock hard. "Oh, god...Jim, please..."

He eased himself over her and using the tip of his rod, he coaxed his way between he folds. Stroking the length of her treasure, he finally worked his way inside. Oh...my god... his cock was soaking in her flood. She was tight around him, his cock feeling every measure of her inner walls. His journey inward caused tremors and squeezes that nearly set him off. He sank as far into her as he could go, which felt like the depths of a very hot ocean to him. He paused before beginning the journey back. Each trip in and back became quicker, flames building between them. Her body seemed to have a mind of its own a s she moved in rhythm to his strokes. Her hands grabbed his ass and she pulled him into even more, her fingers squeezing and clawing as her fire burned more intensly. "Jim," she moaned. "More..." and then he sensed it was about to happen. His stroke became more frantic as she gasped him tighter and yelled his name.

He barley heard her though above the pounding in his ears. Jim was ingulfed in his own white heat, climbing and the flying out over the precipice. Their bodies expoded into bursts of fireworks as he unleashed his load. He felt her spray. tiny bullets of heat peppering his cock. He felt weak from the erruption but their bodies were not finished with them yet. They rode waves of tremors and aftershocks as they descended back to the surface of the bed. Finally, he rested on top of her, unsure if he had the energy to lift himself off. He started to move but her hands on his ass quieted his motion. "Stay," she whispered. He rested a moment more until his now spent rocket slid out of her. Carefully he rolled off and snuggled beside her. His arm finding its way across her abdomen, holding her possessivly.

Her eyes were closed and he thought she might have fallen asleep. He watched her breath and marvelled at what had just happened. She's so beautiful. He felt like his whole body was smiling. She stirred and glanced at the clock. It read 12:07. Turning to him, she smiled, his smile, and said "Merry Christmas."

He nuzzled her ear and whispered back, "Oh, that was only Christmas Eve. Wait til you see what Christmas morning brings."

"Do I get my present before or after breakfast?"

He looked at her thoughfully..."I don't know. Do you think you can scramble eggs and fry me at the same time?"

She giggled and then kissed him. The playful kiss turned lusty and soon they were deep into round two.

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