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The Blissfield, Part 3: The Night Out
Back in the warm comfort of their room, fresh from their tryst by the lake, the lovers fell into each other's arms and onto the bed. With a special mix CD playing in the background, they lay together for several minutes, Holly on top but somewhat to the side of him, her head resting on David's shoulder, her leg drawn up to rest on his belly, while her hands traced little patterns on his chest. He wrapped his arms about her tenderly, savoring the warmth of her naked body under the soft cotton of the dress.
"This is very nice being here with you like this," she purred. "I'm so glad we were able to get together."
"So am I, Holly," David replied, his fingers lightly brushing through her red hair. "I could lay here with you forever."
"Mmm, it does feel so nice," she hummed. "Do you think it will last, David?"
"I don't know the answer that question, Darlin'," he replied softly. "We're here together today and tomorrow, but who knows where we will be next week or next month or a year from now."
"I can live with that," she responded, picking her head up from his chest and inching her lips toward his for a little kiss. "So when is dinner tonight?"
"Around seven," David replied, checking his watch. "There's a nice little dinner theatre nearby and I thought we could take in the show. It lets out before ten so we have plenty of time to come back here and play."
"Cute," she giggled. "You sounded just like a little kid. But when I play with you it's a different kind of game."
"It sure is Darlin'," he said angling her head up for another long lingering kiss.
"I should probably start getting ready," she said, slipping away from him toward the edge of the bed. "I need a shower since you got me all hot and sticky this afternoon."
"Well, Darlin', I think you had a little something to do with it," he remarked, rolling over and raising up on an elbow.
He watched as she got up from the bed and began to unbutton her dress. She knew he was watching, so she turned her back to him as she finished undoing the remaining buttons and then very slowly eased the dress from her shoulders until it fell freely to the floor. Glancing over her shoulder, she could see him drinking in the sight of her naked backside and deliberately ran her hands down her body from her breasts over her belly and down her long legs, bending over as she did, knowing well the affect it would have on him. Standing back upright, she raised her arms up over her head, before turning to face him. She loved the incredible look of lust in his eyes, and let him have a good look at her before scampering into the bathroom.
She started up the shower and climbed in once it had warmed up. As she let the warm water flow over her body, she reached for the soap and had began to run the bar over her body when the shower door opened and in stepped a naked David. He slipped his arms around her wet body and kissed her with a hot passion turned her on completely. He took the soap from her hand and began to run the bar of soap over her as she turned around within his reach. Between the heat of his touch and the hot look of lust in his eyes she was catching fire again. She wrestled the soap from him and began to soap up his body, spending most of her time on his stiff cock. After hastily rinsing the soap from his body he spun her around and moved up behind her, his incredibly hard cock standing out from his body and slipping between the cheeks of her ass. She pushed her ass back and spread her legs feeling his cock press up against her pussy.
"Are you sure you want to do that," she asked foolishly.
"Hey, we've already eaten, haven't we?" David said rubbing the head of his cock on the lips of her pussy.
"Fair enough," she sighed as she felt him push the head into her wet willing pussy. "Oh, fuck me, David!"
She rested her hands up on the wall and leaned forward letting him slowly work his hard cock in and out of her. He grabbed her by the hips and began to fuck her with long slow strokes that brought squeals of pleasure from her.
"Oh, God, David! Fuck me!"
His hands began to move all over her wet body, first cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples, then holding her shoulders and running his hands up and down her back, then moving down and around to finger her clit. He started pumping her harder, the cheeks of her wet ass smacking against his belly.
"I'm going to come!" she cried out. "I'm coming, David!"
He slammed into her with great passion, watching with complete delight as Holly shook in the throes of a wild orgasm. She arched her back quivering with delight and then stood in front of him, trapping his cock tightly between her thighs.
"Oh, David," she called out as he embraced her and laid a whole bunch of little kisses on her shoulders and the back of her neck and down the path of her spine.
She let him hold her close and kiss her repeatedly as their passion ebbed and flowed away. When his cock slipped down out of her, she turned around and kissed him tenderly.
"I'm sorry," he breathed softly as her teeth nibbled on his ear. "But I couldn't help myself."
"You can blame that one on me," she whispered. "I wanted you to fuck me in here."
They eventually finished their shower, toweled each other off and sat at the small table wrapped up in their towels. They finished the champagne and nibbled from the leftover picnic lunch.
"So what should I wear tonight?" Holly asked.
"I brought along a suit for tonight," he said. "Not too formal, but sharp."
"Okay," she said moving over to the armoire. She looked through the armoire and noticed an outfit that she hadn't brought herself. "Where did this come from?" she asked, pulling out a black silk dress with a lovely embroidered jacket.
"Just a little something I picked up for you," he said softly, the corners of his mouth curling up. "I saw it and thought of you."
"It's beautiful," she said, holding it up to her and looking in the mirror. "Oh, thank you, Sweetie!"
Holly swept over to him and planted a kiss on his flushed cheek. She couldn't wait to try it on and picked out some emerald green lingerie and sheer black silk stockings to wear underneath. David whistled softly when she came out of the bathroom. The dress fit her perfectly, not too snug and yet showed off her curves so well.
"Darlin', you look terrific," he said looking her up and down.
He wasted little time getting dressed while Holly choose some of her favorite songs to play while she waited. The scene was played in reverse when he came out in his dark green suit with a crisp white shirt, stylishly colorful necktie and a matching handkerchief stuffed into his pocket.
"Say, handsome," she said with a flirty lilt to her voice. "You got a date for tonight?"
"As a matter of fact, I'm going out with my special girl," he responded when she slipped up to him and ran her hand up his arm and over his shoulder.
"Lucky girl," she said, moving closer.
"I'm the lucky one," he replied, as she leaned up to kiss him softly. "We'd better get going, or we'll be late."
The Lenawee County Playhouse was a converted old movie house just a quick taxi ride from the hotel. As they walked hand in hand through the lobby, David couldn't help but notice how the other men regarded Holly, the spring in her walk, the curve of her legs, and the dazzling sexy smile on her face. Once inside, they sought out the bar on the mezzanine and each ordered a stiff drink. There was an outdoor portico nearby and they stepped out for a breath of fresh air. From the railing they could see the twinkling lights of the small city and the shadows of the surrounding foothills.
"This is wonderful," Holly remarked, bringing her glass up to David's as if for a toast. "I love the view."
"The view in my eyes is the best," David said, his eyes locked on her, lovingly.
"Have you ever come here before?" she asked.
"Never been here," he replied. "First time for everything. But I heard that the show is a lot of fun. One of the gals I work with recommended it."
They stood side by side by the railing. For the past week they hadn't talked or chatted online and their phone conversations had been little more than a flurry of small observations and a quick exchange of feelings.
"I still can't believe we're here together," he said, turning to face her, his elbow resting on the railing. "It seemed like we had talked about it for so long, it took forever to get here. And now it's here and I can't believe that I'm actually with you."
"I know, Lover," she said, flashing her emerald eyes at him. "I am so glad I came. After the way my last relationship ended, I was ready to swear off men entirely."
"I'm glad you didn't," David said.
"How long have we known each other, two years?" Holly asked.
"Almost," David said, recalling their previous meetings. "You know when we first met I never would have thought we'd be here today. Certainly not like this."
"This is special, isn't it?" she commented. "It's so hard living far apart, but when we come together like this, the feelings are so intense and we have such a great time, it seems so worthwhile."
"Yes, we do seem to get along so well together," David said, turning his back to the railing and leaning on an elbow. "I had feeling that it could happen last spring."
"When was that?" she asked, turning to face him.
"After one of our phone calls, the one where you complained about men being such assholes."
Holly laughed out loud, her face lighting up at the memory. "Well, I had been having a hard time of it. Every guy I met was just looking for one thing, and didn't care what I thought about it."
"Just like I had been on a pretty bad losing streak too," David added. "It's funny how we had known each other all along and just like that we step up from being business associates to something else."
"I'm glad we met, David," she said.
"So am I," he agreed.
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