A Cut Above Pt. 01

A Cut Above

By Magda McKune

Part One

CHAPTER 1

Carol Allen switched off the DVD player and the wide flat screen TV and checked her wristwatch. Another good 30 minute aerobic workout. She made it a habit to put herself through a rigorous workout every afternoon. It helped keep her body in shape. At 47 years old, it was getting harder and harder to stay young looking. Not that it really mattered. There was no significant man in her life to look good for. In fact, there wasn't any man -- significant or otherwise -- who was interested in her at the moment. Carol could not understand why not. Even at her age she still had an incredible hourglass figure. Her wild mane of wavy blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders to her still high and firm 36 inch bust, and slim hips accentuated her perfect ass. Hell, she looked better than girls half her age.

The woman wiped her brow with a towel and strolled toward the kitchen for a bottle of water in the fridge. She paused to glance at her figure in the full length mirror in the hallway. Carol knew she looked hot as hell in her clingy light blue satin leotard. Any man would be damn lucky to have her hanging on his arm, although the pickings for good men were getting scarcer and scarcer with each passing year. Carol had always been the kind of woman who was driven by her career to be a hairstyling expert and run her own salon. She managed to achieve that objective several years ago. A Cut Above Hairstyling. She was a bona fide entrepreneur. And yet, now it all seemed so hollow and empty without a partner to share her success with.

She leaned closer to the mirror and noticed she was starting to get a few wrinkles around her eyes and mouth. That might deter her from getting a man, if she ever found herself in the market for one. Carol had always been an independent woman, never needing any male influence in her life. Though lately there seemed to be a tinge of loneliness, an emptiness that her work and lady friends could not fill. She longed for the touch of a man, his sweet caress late at night in bed, someone to come home to after a long day at the salon. Carol had a few casual relationships in the past, more to relieve sexual tension and frustration than anything else. Those encounters were rare and never lasted more than a few days as there was never any chemistry between Carol and her partner. But now that she was getting more mature, the prospect of pursuing a long term relationship with a man had increasingly greater appeal.

If only she could find a nice guy who cared for her as a woman, one who was considerate of her needs and aspirations and could satisfy her sexual fantasies and desires. Oh yes, a good lover was a definite must. If Carol put forth all that effort to maintain her fantastic physique, her dream man sure as hell better be able to give that great body a thorough workout on a regular basis.

Carol opened the refrigerator door and glanced at the sparse selection. She forgot to stock up on groceries once again. Here it was, late Saturday afternoon and she had nothing but saltines and tuna fish for supper. Yuk! Looked like a trip to the nearby market was in order.

Carol didn't feel like changing her wardrobe just to pick up some canned soup. She wasn't out to impress anyone anyway. The only people she might run into at the grocery store at that time of day might be a client from the salon or the teenage shelf stocking boy. Hell, let the kid have a cheap thrill of seeing an old broad in sheer clingy leotards. Carol slipped a print skirt over her outfit and stepped into a pair of deck shoes. She snatched up her wallet and keys and headed out the door.

Carol forgot what her mother taught her about shopping when you are hungry. She only stopped in to pick up a few items, but everything looked good. After traversing several isles, her arms were full of canned goods. She didn't have a cart and didn't want to go back to the front of the store to get one. Just a few more items and then she would call it quits.

The woman turned around and bumped into a shopping cart behind her. Startled, Carol dropped several cans from her hands into the basket.

"I'm so sorry!" a young man said. "Are you all right?"

Carol looked up to see the most handsome and sexiest man she had ever laid eyes on in her entire life. This stud could easily be a male model for GQ magazine ads. He was just over six feet tall with a muscular build, short blonde hair, and crystal blue eyes. Twenty four or twenty five was her guess. The man wore a red polo shirt that accented his muscled biceps perfectly and tan Dockers slacks.

"Are you all right?" he repeated.

Carol was too startled to think straight. "I, uh... I guess so."

"You dropped something."

"I did?"

He smiled warmly at her and Carol's legs instantly grew weak. She felt her loins tingle and knew she was getting sexually aroused. No man ever had such an immediate effect on her. The two had barely met and Carol instantly knew she was instantly attracted to this young fellow. She felt her temperature rise and her pulse increase. God, this stud had no idea what he was doing to her! Carol didn't know why she was acting like some love-struck schoolgirl. After all, this was merely a total stranger who bumped into her at the grocery store. No sense in getting all starry eyed over the first young fellow you meet on a dull and uneventful Saturday evening.

And yet, what she wouldn't give to get this handsome stud in the sack for 20 minutes for some hot steamy animal sex.

The man came around to the front of the cart and reached down, picking up a can of soup. "Chicken noodle," he observed. "Very sensible."

Carol snatched the can from him. "Yes. Thank you."

She noticed his eyes had drifted down to her chest. Carol looked at herself. In the sheer thin leotard top her nipples were sticking out hard and stiff as pencil erasers. She clutched the cans to her bosom and blushed with embarrassment. "I'm sorry to have bothered you. Have a nice evening." She turned and quickly hurried away.

The woman berated herself as she stood in the checkout line. How stupid she must have looked to the young man. An old lady making cow eyes at a handsome young stranger. He must have had a good laugh after she made a fool of herself and darted away.

"That will be eleven fourteen," the teenage girl at the register chirped brightly.

Carol glanced down. Her wallet was gone. It must have fallen into that man's cart. Damn! She had to go back for it. "I dropped my wallet," she explained sheepishly. "Could you put these items aside? I'll be back in a minute. I don't want to hold up the line."

The girl smiled sweetly. "No problem."

Carol found the young man in the coffee and tea aisle. He beamed happily as he saw her approaching. "Miss me already?" he joked with pleasant humor.

"I think I dropped my wallet into your cart."

"Yes, Carol. You did."

She tilted her head and regarded him with a quizzical expression. "How do you know my name?"

"I took the liberty of glancing at your driver's license in case I had to deliver it to you later." He opened her billfold and inspected her license. "Carol Allen, age 47?" He looked at her thoughtfully. "I would have guessed twenty nine or thirty."

"Thank you."

He continued reading. "Height, 5 feet, 7 inches. Weight..." He glanced at her again. "This must be a misprint or else you have really been working out a lot lately."

Carol chuckled and rested her hand on her slender hip. "May I have my wallet back please?"

"On one condition... that you go out to dinner with me."

"What?"

"You know, dinner? Two people eating food together?"

"I know what it is, I just don't know why you want to go out with me."

"A beautiful woman like you should not spend her Saturday night all alone with a can of chicken noodle soup."

She returned a wry smile. "What did you have in mind?"

"I know of this lovely Italian restaurant over on Sallisaw Boulevard. Very intimate and quaint. I'm sure you'd love it."

Carol chuckled and shook her head. "Do you always pick up women you run into at the supermarket?"

"No. You are my very first. How am I doing, by the way?"

"Not too bad."

"Though technically speaking, you were the one who ran into me."

"This is true."

The man regarded her with a thoughtful expression. "I believe that everything happens to us for a reason. You and I were here at the same store at the same time. We bumped into each other. That could have been mere happenstance, but your having to come back for your wallet is no coincidence. We were meant to be together."

Carol laughed. "I'm old enough to be your mother, young man."

"I'm only talking about dinner, Carol." He handed her the wallet. "I'll be over to pick you up at seven thirty. If you decide against it, so be it. But I can assure you I can provide a more entertaining evening than canned soup and HDTV."

She accepted the billfold from the fellow and smiled coyly. "You don't even know where I live."

"I read your license, remember?"

"Oh yes." She gave him an enigmatic grin. "How do you know I'm not married?"

"Three reasons. First of all, there is no ring on your finger. Second, it appears you're only buying dinner for one."

"And third?"

"If I was your husband and beheld such a gorgeous and sexy woman as you in that sensuous getup, I'd be making love to you every minute of every day and not have you leave me to do the grocery shopping alone."

Carol smiled down at the wallet in her hands. Her heart was beating loudly in her chest and her legs felt weak. She couldn't believe she was actually considering the young man's offer, but then, it was only dinner. Not more than an hour ago she was fantasizing about having a man come into her life to treat her like a woman and fulfill her suppressed sensual desires. Perhaps this might just be the man she was looking for. Of course, he was much too young to pursue a long-term relationship with, but Carol had no doubt this stud could satisfy her sexual cravings for hours and hours and hours. "All right. Seven thirty it is."

"I'll be there."

Carol hesitated. What if this was some cruel joke? Maybe this was a college fraternity dare to pick up some lonely old lady in the grocery store and trick her into thinking she had a date that night. Or perhaps his fellow's motives were far more sinister. What if he was a psychopath who wanted to get into her house and kill her? Carol awkwardly cleared her throat and said, "Actually, I would prefer to meet you there."

He offered a wry grin. "All right then, meet me at Antonios' on Sallisaw by the movie theater. I'll be the one with the carnation in my lapel and the irresistible smile."

The woman smoothed her hand down her side. "I won't be wearing this." She caught herself and blushed slightly. "I mean, I'll put on something a bit more appropriate."

The boy gave her a sweet disarming smile that would melt an iceberg. "I'm sure whatever you wear will be simply lovely."

She softened slightly. "All right. It's a date." Carol turned and strolled away, her heart beating loudly in her chest. She actually made a date with a fellow! A handsome young stud at that! She suddenly paused and turned to see him grinning at her. Apparently he was checking out her tight ass in the short skirt. "I don't even know your name," she said.

"Nick," he chuckled. "Nick Collins."

"Nick Collins," she smiled. "See you tonight, then."

Carol was downright giddy with excitement as she stood in her white bathrobe sorting through her closet for the proper dress to wear. It had been far too long since she had been on a date and she didn't want to blow it.

What was it that Nick saw in her anyway? Was it the lure of romancing an older woman that turned him on? She was more than 20 years his senior. Surely the boy could find girls his own age to take out on a Saturday night.

Maybe all he wanted was to have sex with her? Like that was a bad thing. What she wouldn't give for a roll in the sack with a young handsome stud. And now here was such a man, made to order. If Nick wanted a wild fuck after buying her dinner, she would not be the one to stop him. Hell, this was an old woman's erotic fantasy come true!

She selected a cute pink dress that offered lots of cleavage and plenty of leg. She could tell Nick liked her figure by the way the man was blatantly ogling her body. Flashing a bit of skin was just the thing to guarantee her getting laid that night. Carol's heart pounded in her chest and her loins tingled with the thought of taking the young stud to bed with her. She wondered if he was a good lover. Undoubtedly. Nick had that air about him that said lady's man. She bet he had a cock the size of a bull moose and could ride her all friggin' night long.

Carol shed her robe and slipped into a pair of pink silk panties. Calm down girl, she warned herself. Maybe Nick was simply being a nice fellow and his invitation was purely innocent. Perhaps all he wanted was some pleasant company for the evening. That would be nice too, but sex would make it so much better.

She decided to forego wearing a brassiere. She noticed the way the man blatantly stared at her big boobs. The lad was practically drooling on himself at the sight of her pointed nipples in the sheer satin outfit. Well, she would certainly give him something to drool over that night.

Carol slipped into the short clingy dress. It was a light pink sleeveless number with a diagonal hem from the right thigh to the left calf and a low ruffled collar that offered plenty of cleavage. Carol could clearly see the outline of her nipples through the sheer fabric. She'd show that young stud that these old broads still know how to get it on. If Nick's intentions were purely innocent after all, this outfit might be just the thing to tip the scales toward those activities of the more sensual and physical nature.

CHAPTER 2

Carol took a cab to the restaurant wondering why she was even going there in the first place. This could all just be a big prank on her, a cruel joke on the old lady in the grocery store. That handsome stud is probably sitting at home laughing with his drinking buddies about how he picked up the woman in the coffee aisle and asked her out. She probably fell for it and was going to the restaurant after all. What a laugh! No matter. If this was a prank on her, she would stay for dinner anyway and have a nice meal all by herself. Since she was dressed up and already there, why not enjoy a good meal? As Nick pointed out, it sure beat a can of noodle soup and HDTV.

She paused as she spotted her date standing with his hands in his trouser pockets by the Maitre d's stand. The man looked even more gorgeous in his steel gray suit and light blue necktie. Carol actually blushed that Nick would take the effort to get all dressed up just for her. God, she was so glad she accepted his invitation after all. Having a handsome young man get all gussied up to have dinner with her certainly was a welcome change to an otherwise dull and quiet Saturday night.

Nick glanced her way and broke into a wide bright smile. Her legs felt weak. The man was genuinely happy to see her! This was definitely not some vicious joke at her expense.

Carol walked over to him and smiled. "You're actually here."

The man took both of her hands in his and kissed her cheek. "Of course I'm here." He leaned back and regarded the woman with a curious expression. "Did you honestly think I would stand you up?"

"The thought had occurred to me."

"Never." His eyes panned up and down her body. "My God, you look absolutely breathtaking!"

"Thank you," she blushed. "You look pretty terrific yourself."

Nick offered her his elbow. "Shall we?"

"Yes!" she smiled brightly. "I believe we shall!"

Carol beamed with joy and pride as the Maitre d' led them to their table. She didn't think she was an old woman accompanied by a young boy. She was a lovely woman on a date with a handsome man. Nick Collins made her feel like a teenager again, being wooed by a cute stud. Perhaps if the lad played his cards right he may end up in bed with her before the night was through.

Nick held Carol's chair for her to sit. "Thank you, kind sir."

He sat across from her and smiled brightly as the Maitre d' bowed cordially and left them alone. Carol caught her companion's eye as she glanced at the wine menu. "What are you grinning about, young man?"

"I can't believe my good luck in having you join me tonight."

Carol chuckled and set her menu aside. "I suppose a man can get lucky now and then." She crossed her forearms on the table and grinned at him. "A lady can get lucky too."

"Are you?"

"I happen to think so. A gorgeous young man asked me out to dinner. That sort of thing doesn't happen all too often."

"Do you consider yourself lucky because of that?"

"I consider myself lucky because I get to stare across the table at a handsome fellow rather than spend the evening with chicken soup and reruns."

Nick offered an adorable grin and the woman felt herself melt. "I guess this means I should obey my instincts more often."

"Perhaps you should." She gave him a playful wink. "Maybe you would get lucky more often if you did."

The man smiled warmly at her. "I'm with you now. To me, that is about as lucky as a man can hope to get."

Carol felt herself blush as she picked up her menu. She smiled coyly and murmured quietly, "A man can get a whole lot luckier if he plays his cards right."

Their waiter arrived and introduced himself as Jeffery. Carol allowed Nick to order the wine for them and the waiter disappeared. They smiled at each other in silence for a long while, savoring the pleasure of each other's company. Carol realized the young man was staring at her face and not her chest. She found it oddly curious. Usually younger men have a fascination with large breasts. She giggled and said, "You're staring at me."

"Does it bother you?"

"No. I hope it doesn't bother you that I stare at you too."

"I don't mind."

"My staring is more out of wonder. Like, what is it that makes a handsome young man ask an older lady out on a date?"

Nick regarded her soberly. "Perhaps by the end of the evening, you'll be able to answer that question for yourself."

"Perhaps." She leaned back as the waiter returned with their wine. Carol smiled to herself as she debated how long Nick expected their evening together would last. Would she come to discover this man's interest in her before dinner was over, or back at his place in the boudoir? The thought of having sex with this handsome stud made her aroused and Carol felt her nipples getting hard. Maybe if Nick noticed her tits he might get the clue and invite her for a quick tryst back as his place. She certainly would not turn down an offer like that.

Carol tilted her head and eyed her companion curiously. "So what is it you do, Mister Collins? Besides picking up older women in the grocery store, that is."

Nick chuckled under his breath and said, "I'm an actor when I'm not cruising the corner market for a date."

"An actor? How interesting. Have you done anything I may have seen?"

The man gave her an enigmatic grin. "I seriously doubt it. Mine are not what you might call blockbuster hits."

"Perhaps someday."

"What about you? I imagine you are an aerobics instructor."

Carol laughed. "Not quite. I'm a hairstylist."

"You could have fooled me. I was obviously misled by your incredible figure and those snug leotards."

The woman smiled knowingly. "Is that why you asked me out? Because you think I look hot?"

"Would you be offended if I said yes?"

"Well... no..." she hesitated. "It's just that I find it a bit surprising that a nice young man as you would be attracted to a lady nearly twice his age."

"To tell you the truth, I am physically attracted to you. Quite frankly, I wouldn't mind having you come home with me tonight. But to be perfectly honest, I find you intriguing as hell. I saw you at the store and immediately wanted to know more about you. I didn't mean to be so impulsive, but I had to seize the chance to ask you out. I didn't want such a rare opportunity to slip through my fingers."

Carol sipped her wine and remarked casually, "Go back to that part about me going home with you tonight."

Nick laughed. "Does this mean you might be physically attracted to me as well?"

"Not so fast there, pretty boy," the woman smirked. "Are you always turned on by older ladies?"

"No. In fact, you are the first one to ever turn me on. I don't mind telling you I have young girls hitting on me all the time. None of them can hold a candle to you."

"Wow, you really are pulling out all the stops."

"Not really. I'm merely being honest. You asked me if I was attracted to older women. My answer is no, at least not before you came along. Do I want to sleep with you? Absolutely, but I'll settle for gazing at you across the table this evening, if that is all I get."

Carol laughed and set her drink aside. She crossed her arms atop the table and smiled at her date with amusement. "I can tell you are an actor. This routine of yours is laying it on rather thick."

"It's not an act," he stated honestly. "I like you, Carol. I like you a lot. I want to spend time with you and get to know you. If that includes getting physical with you, great. If not, so be it. Your company is all I hoped for this evening."

She stared at him until the waiter arrived at her side. "Are you ready, madam?" the man asked.

Carol looked at Nick with a slight smile. "Hmmmm... I haven't quite decided."

Her date glanced up at the waiter. "Come back in a few minutes." The servant disappeared. Nick reached across the table and took her hand in his. "I like you Carol. I find you to be a very sexy woman, but don't let that be the focus of our evening together. Let's have a nice dinner and try not to think too much about it."

"But I am thinking about it. I'm forty seven years old, Nick. Having men half my age get excited about this old body isn't something that happens to me every day."

"It probably happens more times than you think. Those other guys were probably just too shy to ask you out. Their loss is my gain."

Carol hesitated and looked at her hand in his. "I like you too, Nick. To be perfectly honest, I've been thinking about having sex with you ever since you asked me out, but I'm afraid I'll only be a conquest to you and I'll never hear from you again. I don't want to be treated like an old lady you take to bed one time just for the novelty of the experience."

Nick smiled warmly at her. "Tell you what; why don't we have a nice dinner and chat awhile, then go back to your place? If you want me to stay, I'll stay. If you want me to leave, I'll leave. Either way, I'll be expecting at least a kiss good night. That, and your phone number so I can call you again."

Carol chuckled softly. "You certainly are easy to please."

"Hey, a kiss from a lovely lady is more than I would have gotten had I not asked you out."

"This is true."

The waiter returned. "Have you decided, ma'am?"

Carol smiled at her date. "Yes I have. Check, please."

Nick laughed. "The lady here is merely being amusing." He glanced at his menu. "You'll need to eat, my dear, so you will have enough strength for later."

"Shhh!" Carol giggled. "Behave yourself, young man."

Nick glanced up to see her redden slightly. "Yes ma'am."

"I'll have the shrimp scampi with ranch dressing on the salad."

Her date set his menu on the table. "I'll have the same."

The waiter nodded and picked up the menus. "Very good." He left them alone.

Nick smiled at Carol and sipped his wine. "You really are a lot of fun to be with."

"So are you."

The man regarded her thoughtfully. "So what are you looking for, Carol?" he asked casually.

The woman shrugged and twirled the stem of her wine glass on the table in her fingers. "I don't think I'm looking for anything at all."

"That's not true. Everyone is looking for something."

She smiled playfully at her date. "I'm not looking to have a man in my life, if that's what you mean."

Nick chuckled. "No. I mean, everyone is looking for something more in their lives. More adventure, more love, more sex."

Carol lowered her eyes to her glass. "I suppose I could use a little more of all of the above. When a woman gets to be my age, there isn't a lot of love and adventure to look forward to."

"You forgot the sex."

She looked at him and chuckled. "Not a lot of that either." She regarded him soberly. "That's why I was so intrigued by your offer for dinner. I hoped it would lead to physical activity later on. I find you very attractive, Nick, but as you say, let's enjoy a nice dinner and leave what may come next for later."

Her date smiled warmly and gave her fingers a squeeze. "I don't want you to feel like a conquest, Carol. Perhaps by the end of the night you may discover my intentions toward you are sincere."

Carol nodded and smiled. "I won't get my hopes up. I have to admit I've been fantasizing about what it would be like to be with you all evening. That's a lot to live up to. I hope you don't disappoint me."

Nick regarded her soberly without expression. "Lady, if I have the incredible opportunity to view all of this woman's exquisite sensuous body in all your ravishing beauty, I guarantee the events to follow will far exceed your deepest fantasies."

The woman's eyebrows shot up. "Wow! You must really be turned on by older women!"

"No," he shrugged with indifference. "Just one."

During dinner they chatted about nothing in particular -- the weather, upcoming theatrical and movie productions, and having to go grocery shopping all alone. "What are you looking for, Nick?" Carol asked. "What do you want?"

He set his napkin aside and rose to his feet. "What I want is to dance with a gorgeous woman." He offered Carol his hand. "Would you do me the honor, Miss Allen?"

Carol giggled with glee and accepted his hand. "A gorgeous man who knows how to dance, too! All my dreams have been answered!"

They danced a slow rumba to the five piece orchestra. Nick's eyes never left her face. Carol felt mesmerized by the man's magnetic charm and stunning good looks. This evening was far beyond her grandest expectations and she could not get over how lucky she was by listening to her impulses and accepting Nick's invitation. It was as if Carol Allen was living in a dream and waiting for someone to wake her up. "What is it you want, Nick?" she asked. "Surely you don't make it a habit of taking old ladies out to dinner. Or do you?"

He stared evenly into her eyes. "You are not an old lady, Carol. You are amazingly beautiful, fun to be with, and sexy as hell."

Carol smiled. "You flatter quite nicely."

Nick regarded her without emotion. "I never flatter. Insincerity is cruel and demeaning to both parties. I feel it is an insult to give hollow compliments to someone." He stared at her with genuine honesty. "From the first moment I saw you I knew you were an amazing woman. I wanted to be with you and get to know you better. Now that I've met you, I want to know even more."

The woman smiled up at him as they swayed to the music. "I want to know more about you too, Nickie."

Nick smiled at her. "So now you know what it is I want."

Carol stared at him, her smile vanishing. "Are you saying you want me, Nick?"

"Yes, Carol. I want to be with you and make mad passionate love to you. Is that terrible of me to say so bluntly?"

The woman looked away from his face. "My heart is beating so loudly, Nickie. I'm excited and terrified all at the same time. Please tell me this is not some cruel joke."

Nick lifted her chin with her finger. "It is not a joke." He tenderly kissed her lips. "Now let's finish our dinner and forget about all this talk about sex."

Carol gave him a wry smile. "Easy for you to say."

It had been a lovely dinner with pleasant conversation and sweet intimate dancing. Carol couldn't remember the last time she had such an enjoyable evening in the company of a young man. She studied Nick's profile in the illumination of the car's instrument panel as he drove her home. God, he was good looking. Carol held no illusion that if Nick asked her to bed she would eagerly and willingly comply. Sex with a cute stud would be the perfect ending to a perfect night.

Carol opened her front door and led them into the foyer. "Care for a drink?"

"No thanks."

She turned to him and Nick clamped his hands on her upper arms and kissed her passionately on the mouth. Carol was momentarily caught off guard. If Nick was only interested in her as a mother figure, a pal to chum around with, hold his hand at movies and tuck him in at night, this kiss certainly changed all that. This was a kiss of pure desire, far beyond the friendship level. It was utterly unexpected, and totally welcome. He let her up for air and stared deeply into her eyes. "God, I want you, Carol. I want to make love to you and worship you as a woman as amazing as you truly deserves to be loved."

Carol raised her hand and touched her finger to his lips. "You talk too much, Nickie. I wanted to make love to you the moment I bumped into you at the supermarket. You could have asked me to go a motel with you right then and there and I would have done so willingly. It would have saved you the cost of dinner. All you had to do was say the word."

Nick smiled at her. "Carol, do you want to have sex with me?"

The woman giggled and took her hand in his. "Darling, I thought you'd never ask!"

Nick circled his arms around her back and kissed her with more passion than she had ever felt from a man before. It wasn't simply savage lust. Carol felt sheer adoration and pure desire from the young fellow. He held her close to his chest, his arms embracing her as though he would protect her from all the ills of the world. Carol melted into his body and returned the kiss with all the longing and yearnings she held inside her for so long. She wanted Nick not only as a sexual partner, but as a man who would treat her as a woman; a man who would worship her and make love to her in ways she had never dared to imagine.

The man finally let her up for air and Carol gazed languidly into his gorgeous eyes. "Oh Nickie," she sighed dreamily. "Where have you been all my life?"

"I'm here now."

"Yes darling, you are. And I do not expect you to leave me for a while."

He kissed her again. "Perhaps not for a long while."

"That would be even better."

Carol turned and led him by the hand into the bedroom. She stopped at the side of her bed and turned to the man. Nick put his hands on her arms and kissed her softly on the lips. Carol expelled her breath into his mouth. It was so wonderful to have a man desire her, to want to make love to her and to please her in every way. She leaned back and gazed deeply into his eyes. "Please Nickie," she implored. "Make love to me. It's been so very long."

The man smiled warmly at her. "Not so long that you've forgotten how?"

Carol giggled. "Not so long as that. Though you may have to remind me a bit from time to time."

Nick eased the dress over her shoulders. "I think I can do that." He pressed his mouth to hers and peeled her dress down to her hips. Her large boobs fell free against his chest and Carol felt her heart flutter with desire. She was going to have sex! Carol kissed him passionately as she pushed the garment down her legs. God, this man was so sensual and erotic! Nick smoothed his hands over her bare back. Carol felt as though she would melt in his arms. "You are so beautiful," Nick rasped into her mouth.

"Oh honey," she moaned, kissing him hungrily. "I can never get tired of hearing you tell me that."

"Good."

Carol brought her hands between their bodies and hurriedly unfastened his slacks. She wanted to touch his cock, to suck on it and feel it inside her tingling vagina. Carol hoped the man did not think she was a brazen slut for wanting to fuck him on the first date. Hell, they only met a few hours ago and here she was throwing herself at him like a craven wanton woman. Carol didn't care. She was going to get laid tonight by a hot handsome young stud.

She pulled Nick's cock out of his pants and stroked it in her fist. She couldn't believe he was so hard! The woman was surprised a young man was so eager to lay an old broad like her. Carol sat on the edge of the bed and dropped her mouth over the head of his dick. She wanted to suck it and feel the soft warm shaft in her mouth. Nick expelled his breath in a sigh as the woman bobbed her head up and down the shaft. He dug his fingers through Carol's long blonde tresses and gently rocked his hips to fuck her mouth. Carol was really getting hot and horny. She dropped one hand to her crotch and rubbed her pussy through her silk panties. She couldn't wait to feel this nice big tool ramming deep inside her.

Nick placed his hands on Carol's shoulders and gently eased her onto her back. The woman was a tad surprised to have him interrupt her blowjob. Was she not doing it right?

The man lowered to his knees and gently peeled her silk panties down her legs and off her feet. "Oh yes," she sighed contentedly, knowing what he was about to do. "God, you are so erotic."

Nick spread her legs with his hands on her knees and pressed his mouth to her cunt. A surge of electricity jolted through her body. It had been so very long since a man had touched her down there, yet alone licked her. The sensation was exquisite! Carol found herself giggling uncontrollably. Tears rolled down her cheeks as her laugher turned to sobs of passion. She dug her fingers through Nick's short blonde hair and writhed atop the bed, her chest wracked with sobs of desire. "Oh, my darling Nickie," she moaned pitifully. "God, what you do to me."

Her lover glanced up from between her legs. "You're crying."

"Tears of joy, my darling," she whimpered. "It's been so long since a man desired me."

"Then allow me to make up for lost time."

He returned to licking her damp slit. Carol sighed happily and raked her fingertips through Nick's short blonde hair. God, it felt so fucking wonderful!

The man raised up and hooked his arms under her knees lifting her legs up off the floor. Nick positioned himself over her and pressed the head of his stiff cock to her waiting orifice. Carol reached a hand down to her crotch and guided him into her. Her lungs expelled a sigh of pure pleasure as she felt the shaft gradually ease inside her vagina. "Oh fuck yes," she moaned. "Take me Nick. Take me now."

Nick pressed in half way, then drew back out again. He drove in again, this time a little further. He gradually established a gentle unhurried rhythm in and out of her damp seeping snatch.

"Oh yes," she sighed with pleasure. "Baby, you are exactly what his lady needed."

Her lover smiled down at her as he gently pumped in and out of her cunt. "Is it starting to come back to you now?" he murmured.

"No darling," Carol beamed with joy. "Nobody ever fucked me like this before."

"Lucky me."

The woman hooked her hands around his neck and gazed deeply into his eyes. "This must be a dream. Never in my wildest fantasies had I ever imagined I would be here making love to a darling man like you."

Nick increased his stroke, drilling a little faster and a little deeper. "I am the one who's dreaming. You are so fucking beautiful, Carol. I can't believe my good fortune to be here with you."

Carol pulled his mouth down to meet hers. She could feel the juices welling up inside her womanhood and knew she was getting close to a climax. Carol couldn't believe she had come to that point so quickly. It must have been from fantasizing about having sex all evening that made her so ready. Carol pressed her mouth to his, praying that this single moment would last for all eternity. She was getting laid by a handsome stud who was going to make her cum. Please, dear God, let this moment last forever.

Nick increased his bucking tempo. Soon he was ramming hard and deep inside her. Carol felt his scrotum slap her ass with every penetration. Her cunt sparked with static electricity. She stared up into his eyes imploring. "Make me cum, Nick."

He man didn't respond. His unwavering humping of her seeping cunt was the answer to her plea. Carol's eyes began to tear up again. She was going to cum! She was having sex with a man whose only desire was to satisfy her physical needs. Carol had been with men before who used her body to get their rocks off and to hell with what she wanted. Nick Collins was different. He was there in her bedroom to please her and give the woman what she so desperately needed -- a thoroughly satisfying fuck. Her body suddenly jerked and shook as a gush of cunt cream erupted from her sated snatch. Carol arched her spine off the bed and jutted her tits to the ceiling, a guttural moan caught in the depths of her throat. The man never slackened his stroke. He continued to pound away as wave after satisfying wave of pussy jizz flowed from her sated vagina. Carol couldn't think; her mind was overcome with sensual overload. The very essence of her being left her body and was instantly transported to the furthest reaches of the universe. She was no longer inside her body, and yet Carol felt every single cell of her flesh dancing with dazzling sparks of light. Her skin was hot and cold at the same time. It was glorious!

Nick hammered in and out of her seeping slit, his cock making sloppy squishy noises with each penetrating thrust. "Getting close," he growled through gritted teeth.

Carol stared into his eyes. "Cum all over my tits and face," she begged. She couldn't believe how bold and brazen she was! This was the fuck of a lifetime and she wanted to do everything she never had the nerve to do before.

Her lover lowered her legs to the floor and pulled out. Carol slid off the bed and dropped her mouth over the head of his cock. It was all wet and sticky with her cunt juice. Carol bobbed her head over his dick, reveling in the taste of her own cum. She gripped the shaft and pumped it into her mouth, mentally willing her partner to shoot his load. "Oh fuck yeah," Nick panted, digging his fingers in her hair. "You are so fucking great."

At last he pulled his cock out of her mouth and jerked the shaft at her chest. A spew of creamy cum burst from his dick onto her neck and tits. Nick grunted and snapped his head back, another blast pelting her chin and cheek. "Holy shit!" he rasped, frigging his dick and depositing another glob onto her tits. "You are fucking incredible!"

Carol smiled and smeared the man's semen over her chest with her fingers. She never had a man cum all over her big titties before. It was so deliciously wicked and naughty and sensual and erotic.

Nick smiled down at her. "I believe the lady remembered how to do it after all."

Carol rose up to stand and kissed him hungrily on the mouth. "I had a wonderful teacher." Carol glanced down at her chest. "I think I'll go to the bathroom and get cleaned up."

The woman disappeared into the bathroom and closed the door behind her. She washed her face and chest, feeling somewhat empty and unfulfilled. Yes, the sex was great, better than anything she ever had before. But somehow she expected more. Sex with Nick was wild and erotic, but it lacked intimacy. Perhaps that was what she was missing in her life. Carol could always have sex if she visited a bar and allowed herself to be picked up by the first horny bastard that came along. What she wanted was intimacy and love. At this stage in her life, there were so many moments she wanted someone to be part of and share experiences with her. Having her own business was meaningless without someone to pat her on the back and congratulate her for all her hard work and sacrifice. Or even to watch those quiet golden orange sunsets. Just to have a person be at her side to hold her hand as the light gradually disappeared was priceless beyond measure.

She removed the terry robe from the hook on the back of the door and shrugged it on.

Carol returned to the bedroom to find Nick naked under the covers. He looked sexy as hell propped up on one elbow waiting for her. The woman regarded him curiously. "You're still here?"

"Of course. Why wouldn't I be?"

"I thought after we made love -- "

"That I would be through with you?"

"Well... yes."

"Carol, you never were a conquest to me. I admit I wanted to make love to you from the moment I set eyes on you, but I wouldn't leave you without saying goodbye. Especially since we're not finished yet."

"Not finished?"

"I still want to make love to you. Now more than ever. That is, if you're still in the mood."

The woman returned a puzzled expression. "But we already had sex once. Don't tell me you're not done?"

Nick chuckled and extended his hand to her. "Come here." Carol sat on the edge of the bed and took his hand. "I have a confession to make," he said. "I told you I was a film actor, but that wasn't the whole of it. I'm an actor in porno films."

"You mean you screw women on camera for a living?"

"Yes. Does that disgust you?"

"No. In fact, I'd almost be surprised if you weren't. I mean, a stud like you with such a big tool should star in movies like that."

"I discovered in my teens I had a certain talent in that respect. I was endowed with good looks and the ability to satisfy the ladies."

Carol grinned knowingly. "I for one am grateful for your endowment, lover boy."

Nick smiled. "Along with that, I discovered I can go two or three times a night before I'm spent." He caressed her bare leg below the hem of the robe. "More than that if my beautiful partner inspires me." Nick nodded to her robe. "Let me see that incredible figure of yours."

Carol smiled and stood, slowly and seductively shedding her robe. "Are you saying you are ready for round number two?"

The man's eyes grew wide at the sight of her naked body. "Damn, lady! You make me hard as a lead pipe!"

"I'll take that as a yes." Carol slid under the covers next to him. "Does this explain your fascination with an old broad? You screw young chicks all the time so you need to have a little variety in your life?"

Nick shifted his body to lie on top of her. "First of all, you are not old. Secondly, I choose to be with you not out of the need for variety, but because you make me hard as a rock and hot as hell." He positioned himself above her and aimed the head of his ready pole to the opening of her cunt. "See for yourself."

Carol reached down and guided his rigid prick into her pussy. "I stand corrected." Nick gradually pressed himself into her and Carol released her breath in a deep contented sigh. "God, Nickie, you are the best lover ever."

"I want to be good for you." He effortlessly eased in and out, eventually establishing a slow gentle steady rhythm. "You are so fucking beautiful."

"That is a rare compliment indeed, coming from a man who has his pick of sexual partners, both on the screen and off."

Nick poised himself on his elbows above her and stared deeply into her eyes. "None of them can hold a candle to you."

"You're sweet."

Nick smoothly stroked in and out of Carol's seeping slit. "God lady, I could make love to you forever."

Carol smiled up into his face and gently raked her fingernails over his bare back. "You'll get no argument from me."

"I want you on top of me."

"Okay." Nick rolled onto his back and Carol shifted on top of him with her knees on the mattress by his hips. She planted her palms on his abdomen and straightened her spine, humping his lap.

"My dear God in heaven," Nick breathed reverently. "You are so hot."

Carol grinned down at him as she rode his stiff dick. "I love having your cock inside my pussy, stud-boy."

Nick groped her loosely flopping boobs as Carol hopped his hard pole. "Have I told you lately how gorgeous you are?"

Carol giggled with glee. "Not lately."

"You are incredibly beautiful."

"So are you."

Carol knew that this was merely a passing fancy for the lad, a conquest to bed an older woman that happened to catch his eye. After he had his fill of her, he'd vanish into the night like a wisp of fog. She would never hear from Nick again. And that was okay. Nick would give her a night of wild passionate sex, which is more than she had gotten in a long while. He now gave her something else that had been missing from her life... intimacy. Nick Collins seemed to genuinely care for her. Of course, it could all be make-believe on his part. Nick was an actor, after all. This could be his spiel to seduce a woman into bed. Then again, what did she care? This boy was one world-class five-star fuck. If Nick wanted to waste his bullshit lines on wooing and luring an old lady into the sack, it sure was working. Carol did not regret a single minute of their night together, even if it was a total sham.

Nick gripped Carol's hips and banged into her from below. "You're going to make me cum," he growled.

Carol felt her juices welling up inside her. "Me too. Let's cum together."

The man pumped into her as she rode his stiff rod. "God, you are one sexy lady."

She grinned down at him and said, "A sexy lady who is about to cum all over that big beautiful hard cock of yours."

"Oh fuck! I'm ready to blow!"

"Cum inside me."

Nick thrust his hips up and plunged his prick into the deepest recesses of her womb. Carol shuddered and jerked as she felt the creamy warmth of his jizz blast into her cunt. She climaxed at the same instant, her snatch flowing onto his hard cock. Carol sat trembling on top of him feeling their mingled juices ebbing from her sated slit, Nick's pole sheathed to the very base inside her. God, it was so utterly fulfilling and exquisite. Carol collapsed panting on top of Nick's chest. She lay quivering and gasping for breath.

Her lover tenderly stroked her back as his dick gradually softened inside her. "Are you okay?"

"Hoo, boy," Carol sighed dreamily. "Honey, you definitely know what it takes to satisfy this woman."

Nick climbed off the bed and Carol rolled onto her side to watch him dress. "You're not going to stay the night?" she asked.

"No. Mornings are always awkward. Making breakfast, hiding from the neighbors, hoping the man will leave before the roommate shows up. You know how it goes."

"I understand."

Nick sat on the edge of the bed and gently stroked a few loose strands of blonde hair away from her brow. "I'll call you, okay?"

"Sure."

Carol knew that this was the sign of goodbye, now and forever. I'll call you. Not bloody likely. He may as well say Thanks for the fuck, lady. It was nice but it'll never happen again.

CHAPTER 3

Tina Raines sat in the styling chair as her friend Carol Allen trimmed her client's wavy brown shoulder length hair. "So tell, me, Carol," the woman remarked casually. "Anything new happening in your life?"

Carol hesitated. "Well... actually... I sort of met a man."

"A man?" Tina grinned playfully. "Tell me more!"

"He's not actually a man, more like a boy."

"Ooooh! Now I am interested! How old is this boy of yours?"

"Twenty four."

"My God! Please don't tell me the kid's got acne and fixes computers all day. That would absolutely kill the naughty fantasy brewing in my brain."

"To tell the truth, he's absolutely gorgeous. His name is Nick and he's an actor."

"Yeah, baby!" Tina leered at their reflection in the mirror on the wall. "How did you meet this handsome hunk?"

"At the supermarket. We sort of ran into each other and he had the nerve to ask me out to dinner."

"Did you go?"

"Of course I went. I wasn't planning to go at first because it seemed so surreal. But I went to the restaurant anyway and Nick was there." Carol paused and sighed dreamily. "God, he was so young and beautiful. I thought it was some cruel joke. But we had a fabulous time together."

"And then?"

"And then what?"

"Did you and your actor stud end up doing the wild thing?"

Carol blushed slightly as she went back to snipping the woman's hair. "As a matter of fact, we did."

"My God! I hate you! Damn! You meet this gorgeous hunk in the grocery store and end up in bed with him on the first date."

"I never intended for it to go that far, but I'm not getting any younger, you know. Offers like that are getting few and far between, and from beautiful boys like Nick, hardly ever."

Tina sighed dolefully and stared at their reflection in the mirror. "That I should be so lucky. Being the mayor's wife is a real pain in the ass sometimes. I can't shake hands with a cute boy without a bunch of bloodsucking reporters turning it into a scandal." She smiled at her friend. "So, are you going to see him again?"

Carol chewed her lower lip. "I don't know. He said he would call but it's been two days."

"Why not call him?"

"I can't. It would look like I was desperate."

"Face it honey, you are desperate."

"Maybe. But if Nick really wanted to be with me for myself and not because I was a one-night conquest for him, he would call."

"Tell me, honey; was this boy of yours any good in the sack?"

Carol smiled enigmatically. "Let's just say, the third time was even better than the first two."

"Oh my GOD! If you don't call this fellow then I will. To hell with my husband Charley and those paparazzi bastards. Give me a handsome stud who can satisfy me all night long and you'll never hear from me again."

Carol chuckled and trimmed around the woman's neck. "Sometimes Tina, you crack me up!"

Her client sighed ruefully. "Sweetheart, don't let your pride get in the way of a great lay. Even if the boy wanted to bed you just to check it off his bucket list, I say let him do it as many times as you can get it. You tell me those offers are getting to be few and far between. Hell, I say jump that stud's bones every night and day until he gets tired of you. At least you'd be getting some nookie for a change."

"Perhaps." Carol glanced in the reflection in the wall mirror to see Nick Collins enter her salon. He wore a dark blue polo shirt and black slacks. The woman grinned brightly. "Nick! This is a pleasant surprise!" She refrained from saying she never expected to see him again.

Nick smiled warmly. "The sign says, 'walk-ins welcome.'"

The woman smiled happily at him and said, "Some are more welcome than others."

"I see you have a customer." He walked over to Tina's side. "I apologize for interrupting your appointment."

"That's all right. Tina Raines, this is Nick Collins."

Tina smiled brightly at him. "Carol was just telling me all about you."

Carol blushed slightly. "Not all about you."

Nick offered his hand to the woman. "You must be the mayor's wife. I see your picture in the paper quite often. I must say, you look much more ravishing in person."

The woman accepted his hand and smiled seductively. "Carol, I officially hate you."

Nick gave her a puzzled expression. "Why is that?"

"Because she has handsome young studs fawning over her and all I have is Charley."

Carol interrupted and said, "Nick is the only man fawning at the moment."

Tina grinned at their young companion. "One is more than enough."

Nick chuckled and raised Tina's hand to his lips to kiss the backs of her fingers. "How delightfully charming you are, Mrs. Raines." He glanced at Carol. "I can come back later if you prefer."

"NO!" she blurted loudly. Her face reddened. "I mean, don't leave. I was just finishing up."

Tina frowned at her. "You were?"

"Yes, darling." She removed the plastic drape from around the lady's neck. "All done."

"That was quick. What do I owe you?"

"No charge," Carol stated hurriedly. "Frequent customer appreciation discount."

Tina gave her friend a knowing smile. "I will want a full report later, naughty lady."

Carol kissed Tina's cheek and whispered in her ear, "It's about time this old woman got a little naughty."

Mrs. Raines laughed and patted Carol's shoulder. Tina turned and offered her hand to Nick. "It was a pleasure," she stated cordially. "Though from what I hear about you, it could be a whole lot more pleasure if it was me you were interested in."

Nick chuckled and accepted her hand. He glanced at Carol and back at her. "You two have been talking about me."

Tina wagged her eyebrows. "Not in any great detail, though I hope to get some juicy tidbits from that saucy lady later on."

Carol audibly cleared her throat. "Goodbye, darling."

Her client laughed. "You two have fun!"

Tina exited the store and left them alone. Nick chuckled and said, "Girl talk at the local beauty salon?"

Carol folded the plastic drape and set it aside. "I happened to casually mention our date the other night. Not offering any specifics about what transpired or about your profession."

The man moved closer to her. "I'll bet your friend was frothing at the mouth to hear all the lurid details."

"Tina and I go way back to our college days. She knows she'll get the whole story out of me eventually."

"The whole story?"

Carol returned a wry smile. "Allow me this one indiscretion, darling. It's so rare I have any good juicy details to share with her."

Nick suddenly took Carol into his arms and kissed her passionately. The woman exhaled her breath into his mouth and felt herself melt into his chest. She thought she'd never see him again, and here he was, as full of passion and desire as the first time they made love. All the yearnings and longings came instantly flooding back and Carol knew the evening they spent together was not a one-night stand after all. She was not a conquest to him. The man truly wanted to be with her. Nick finally let Carol up for air and smiled into her eyes. "Sorry if I came across as a bit bold. I had this uncontrollable urge to kiss you just now."

Carol grinned and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Uncontrol away, you sexy stud!" She kissed him on the mouth, long and soft and warm. "God, Nickie, I thought I'd never see you again."

"Really? I told you I'd call."

"That was two days ago. Besides, I've seen enough romantic movies to know 'I'll call you' is man code for 'Hasta la vista, baby'."

Nick smiled at her and stroked his hands over her back. "I could never get my fill of you, sexy lady. Not ever. In fact, if you have a storeroom in back, I can show you just how much I miss you right now."

Carol laughed and slapped his chest. "So I'm nothing more than a fuck toy for you, is that it?"

"Of course not. You never were. If having sex with me is so distasteful to you, I promise I'll never bring it up again."

"Sex with you is not distasteful and you know it. It's absolutely incredible." Carol smiled seductively and cupped her palm over his crotch. "And if I had a back storeroom, I'd have you bring this up for me right now."

Nick chuckled and said, "Such a naughty lady you are!"

Carol caressed her free hand over his chest as her fingers squeezed the bulge in his slacks. "So what brings you here?"

"A haircut, believe it or not."

"Don't all you movie stars have your own personal hairdressers?"

"Well, that was one thing I wanted to talk to you about."

Carol pouted playfully and squeezed his crotch in her fingers. It had been two days since they made love and Carol thought they'd never be together again. Having her handsome young lover in her arms again was getting the lady mighty horny. "Is that all you want to do, Nickie? Talk?"

"Unless you want to do it right here on the salon floor?"

The woman exhaled her breath in a huff. "Fine. We can wait until later if you give me a rain check on lovemaking until we can find someplace a bit more private and comfortable." She narrowed her eyes at him. "Unless that was what you wanted to talk about? You're breaking up with me?"

"No, darling," he smiled. "If I never wanted to see you again, there would be plenty of other places for me to go get a haircut." He kissed her lightly on the lips. "So how about giving me a little trim?"

Carol sighed and patted his chest. "You are such a tease, you know that?" The woman guided her client to the styling chair and made him sit. She draped a white cloth around his neck and over his chest. "So what's on your mind?"

"It seems our hairdresser at the studio left us in a bit of a lurch. His partner wanted them to move to Seattle."

"Partner?"

"Boyfriend, actually."

"I see." Carol picked up a pair of scissors and began snipping around Nick's ear. "Go on."

"The studio needs a hairdresser. I suggested you might be interested."

"Me?"

"Yes. It's only for a couple hours, two or three times a week. There are scenes where the actor's hair has to be the same throughout. Sometimes days or weeks go by before they finish a scene. The hairdresser makes sure there is uniformity and continuity to the film. You know; the same length, the same curl, the same style."

"I see." Carol smiled as she felt Nick's hand sliding up her thigh under her pleated black skirt. "Careful, big boy, or I'll make your sideburns uneven."

"I'll risk it."

Carol leaned down and kissed him on the cheek. "Is that why you came back here? To offer me a job?"

"No. That isn't the only reason. The truth is I'm crazy about you. I haven't stopped thinking about you since that night. Every time I fuck a young girl, I wish it was you."

"Golly, how romantic," she smirked.

"It's true, Carol. I want to be with you, and having you as my hairstylist, we can spend even more time together."

"Spending time with my boyfriend porn star at his movie studio could be dangerous. It might make this lady friend horny as hell."

"I'll make sure a bed is available somewhere if you get too aroused."

"Good idea." Carol felt his fingers rubbing her pussy through her silk panties. "You're making it hard for me to concentrate."

"Seeing your hot sexy body is making me hard as well."

Carol giggled and patted his chest with her hand. "What do you suggest we do about it?"

Nick grinned at her. "Ever make out in a barber chair?"

"No, and we won't, either. I don't want to break it with our amorous antics, or have you pull a muscle from trying some awkward position."

Nick put his hands on her waist and guided her to sit in his lap. "Speaking of pulling a muscle, I'm getting aroused just looking at your gorgeous sexy body."

Carol giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck. "You must be delirious." She met his lips in a lingering kiss. "God, Nickie, I can't tell you how much I missed you these last two days."

"How about you tell me later over dinner?"

She smiled happily. "I'd like that."

The man grew thoughtful as he absently stroked his hand over her back. "I felt like a real shit heel leaving you in the middle of the night like that. I kicked myself all the way home."

"I was kind of hoping you would stay, but I can understand why you wanted to leave."

"Let me make it up to you. Let's book a room at the Plaza Hotel tonight and we can make love until we pass out from exhaustion. I promise I will never leave your side all night."

Carol giggled with amusement. "You are such a romantic."

"How's about I'll pick you up at your place at seven. Pack an overnight bag with a fancy dress for dinner and dancing."

The woman eyed him curiously. "You're serious?"

"Absolutely. Do you have any sexy lingerie?"

"What!"

"You know; sheer teddies, naughty negligees, lacy panties and half-cup bras?"

Carol offered a demure smile. "I may have one or two tucked away in the back of my dresser, but I haven't worn them in years."

"Bring them tonight. I want to see this gorgeous sensuous body decked out as sexily as possible."

"I couldn't possibly! I would feel too silly wearing something like that."

Nick tenderly kissed her on the mouth. "I promise you won't be wearing it long."

Carol giggled giddily. "Okay."

"Okay to the sexy sleepwear, or to my invitation in general?"

"To the whole enchilada. I want to spend the evening with you, Nickie. I've done nothing but fantasize about making love with you ever since you left me wanting more the other night."

"Wanting?" he smiled playfully. "Strange, but I've never had that happen to me before."

"I stand corrected. More like wanton than wanting. Honey, you made me feel things I never felt before. You satisfied me in so many ways. I didn't want it to end. I was afraid I would never feel that way again."

"I'll try my best tonight."

"In that case, I'll pack my most alluring clothes and seductive sleepwear to drive you wild with desire."

Nick kissed her lips and stroked her back. "I guarantee you will have that effect on me no matter what you wear."

The woman stared deeply into his crystal blue eyes. "For the life of me, I can't imagine what it is you see in me."

Nicks smiled at her and said, "Save that question for later. If I haven't answered it by tomorrow morning, I've obviously not totally convinced this gorgeous lady how crazy I am about her."

"You are?"

"Hell yes. I thought about you constantly ever since we met in the grocery store. And after we made love, it was like your lovely face was forever burned into my brain. I couldn't concentrate on anything. I had to film a sex scene and couldn't get into it because my mind was on you."

Carol pouted playfully and drew her finger along his jaw to his chin. "Poor baby."

"I wanted to call you, but I didn't want you to think I was some mad stalker or something. But I didn't want to wait too long for fear that you would forget about me, or hook up with someone else. Plus I didn't want you to be angry at me for waiting so long to call you. But if I called you too soon you might think I was needy and possessive."

The woman stopped him with her finger on his lips. "You worry too much, darling. The important thing is that we are together now." She met his mouth in a lingering kiss. "Pick me up at six, stud," she cooed seductively. "I've had lusty thoughts about you for days and want to fuck you once or twice before we have dinner."

Nick smiled happily. "Six it is."

Carol packed a selection of outfits and all of the sexy apparel she could find. She knew it might be a bit much for an overnight stay, but Carol didn't want to leave anything behind that she might want to wear. The woman was downright giddy with excitement. It had been a long time since she spent the night in a fancy hotel, and even longer since a handsome young man offered to be her date for the entire evening. The mere thought of making love with that gorgeous stud in an intimate hotel room was making her heart flutter and her loins tingle. Carol wanted to wear just the right outfit to ensure she would get laid, and hopefully more than once.

The doorbell rang at precisely six o'clock. Carol chuckled as she strolled to the door, wondering if Nick had arrived much earlier, eager for their date and had been sitting in his car all this time. She opened the door to find her companion on the front step. Nick wore a white knit turtleneck sweater, a navy jacket and black slacks. Very handsome. His eyes lit up with a bright smile at the sight of his date. "You look amazing."

Carol wore a red satin knee length short sleeve dress with a plunging neckline offering plenty of cleavage. She knew the dress flattered her curvaceous figure and the look of approval in her companion's eyes confirmed it. "Thank you, kind sir. You look pretty spiffy yourself."

He glanced at the pile of luggage by the door. "You do realize we are only going for one night?"

"You want me to look my best, don't you? I have a garment bag for my dress, a cosmetic case, and two pair of shoes." Carol held up an overnight bag in her hand. "And of course, the lingerie and sexy apparel as requested."

Nick laughed. "At least you remembered the important items."

Carol smiled seductively and caressed his cheek with her fingers. "I just want this evening to be special for us, darling."

"It will be if you are with me."

She craned her lips up to meet his in a tender kiss. "A lady needs all the necessary attire to make the night magical."

The man smiled warmly. "Have I mentioned lately that I am absolutely crazy about you?"

"The feeling is more than mutual."

Nick smiled as he picked up her luggage. "Shall we be off?"

Carol giggled and slipped her hand through his elbow. "We shall!"

They exited her house and walked to the bright shiny red Chevy Camaro parked in the driveway. "I like your car," Carol grinned. "You can always tell the men from the boys by the price of their toys."

Nick popped the trunk and stowed her bags next to his solitary overnight valise. "Being a single man, I have nothing else to spend my money on." He slammed the trunk and crossed to the passenger door. "Plus I spend my days satisfying horny young girls, so I don't have the need to spend money on dates very often."

He opened the door and Carol slid into the passenger seat. "How frugal of you."

Nick closed the door and circled around to the driver's door. He slid behind the wheel and revved the engine. "I'm not too experienced at this whole dating gig, so you'll have to remind me when I'm slipping up."

Carol flashed him a bright smile. "I don't have a lot of familiarity with the practice myself." She rested her hand on his knee as Nick pulled the car into the street. "I guess we'll have to feel our way as we go along."

The man grinned at her and patted her hand on his leg. "You are such a good sport for taking me up on my offer on such short notice. I'm a little nervous about taking you out like this."

"Why? Are you embarrassed to be seen with me?"

"God, no! I'm proud as hell to be able to show you off as my date. It's just that I always had girls throw themselves at me. It isn't often I get to be the pursuer. I don't want to blow it with you."

Carol smiled happily and raised her hand to touch his face. "You sweet darling man! You couldn't possibly blow it with me. I went out with you the first time because I was curious about your motives. Now I see your only intent is to share my company. Don't worry about trying to impress me or win me over. You've already done that."

CHAPTER 4

Nick pulled his Chevy Camaro up under the awning by the front doors of the Plaza Hotel. Carol had attended some styling shows and awards banquets there in the past, but never spent the night in the hotel before. She had no reason to, seeing as she lived close by. But the place was so elegant and refined she imagined how exquisite it would be to stay in one of the rooms and be pampered. That she might one day be spending the night in a fancy suite with a handsome endowed stud never once entered her mind.

An older gentleman in a gold jacket met them at the curb and opened the passenger door for her. "Good evening madam," he stated cordially. "Do you have any luggage you would like for me to carry?"

"Yes. In the trunk."

Carol alit onto the walk and the man closed the door with a formal bow. "Very good, madam."

Nick circled around the back of the car and handed the porter his keys. "Please have our bags brought up to our room."

"The name, sir?"

"Nick Collins." He slipped the man a bill and the porter bowed respectfully. Nick offered his elbow to his date and led her into the hotel.

"This is all so resplendent!" Carol smiled brightly.

Nick grinned at her as they strolled to the register's desk. "You act like a schoolgirl attending the prom."

"My date for the prom was not as fine-looking as you are, that's for sure."

He kissed her on the cheek. "I'm glad you're enjoying yourself. I want this evening to be special for you."

"It already is!" Carol giggled giddily. She didn't care if people were watching and making judgment of her being with a younger man. She was happy to be with the handsome fellow and was undoubtedly going to get laid that evening. Life was good.

Nick signed the register as Mr. and Mrs. Collins. Not Nick and Carol. She thought that a bit odd. Was it a stereotypical thing, signing for two people at a secret getaway or merely a Freudian slip? Perhaps Nick envisioned them as a couple already. Carol beamed brightly and slipped her arm through his elbow. Maybe the boy viewed their private affair as something much more romantic than a wild sex romp. This getaway may turn out to be more intimate and loving than either of them imagined or intended. Carol certainly didn't mind. As much as she craved savage animal sex with her handsome hunk, some tender intimacy would be very welcome as well.

They took the elevator to the fifth floor and Nick slid the plastic card to open the door. Nick led her into the room and Carol nodded appreciatively at their accommodations. The room had a king size bed and a full bath which Carol liked very much. She wasn't used to such opulence. The woman stayed in cheap motels when attending out of town conventions and seminars. To stay overnight in a fancy hotel was never part of the budget.

Carol strolled over to the sliding glass window leading to their private balcony. It was twilight and the lights were beginning to come on over the city. "It's so beautiful," Carol exhaled in awe.

Nick set his key card on the wooden chest of drawers and smiled at her. "My sentiments exactly."

The woman grinned at him over her shoulder. "Keep talking like that and you're bound to get lucky later."

"A man can only hope." Nick walked to her and slid his hands around her slender waist. "Regardless if we make love or not, my eyes shall be content with simply drinking in your exquisite beauty."

Carol laughed and hooked her arms around his neck. "You didn't bring me all the way down here just to look, did you?"

"Of course not." He met her lips in a tender kiss. "I said my eyes would be content. Now the rest of me is another matter entirely."

"I should certainly hope so." She kissed him passionately. "Oh, Nickie! I want to make love to you right this very minute!"

He smoothed his hands over her back. "I heard you mention something about packing some sexy garments just for the occasion."

"Our bags haven't arrived yet." They paused and turned to the porter delivering their luggage. Nick tipped the man and closed the door. "You were saying?"

Carol grinned seductively and picked up her overnight bag. "Don't go anywhere. I'll be only a minute, so you go get comfortable, but don't you dare cool off!"

Nick wrapped his arm around her waist and gave his partner a fiery kiss on the mouth. "If I do, I can almost guarantee this hot woman will heat me right back up again."

"I can certainly try."

Carol ducked into the bathroom. Nick removed his jacket and shoes and lay on the bed waiting patiently for his date to get changed. It was only a few minutes, but to Nick it seemed an eternity.

The bathroom door opened a few inches. "Are you ready?"

"In more ways than I can count."

Carol stepped out of the bathroom and sashayed seductively to the foot of the bed. She wore a sheer light blue teddy cut high on the hip and a deep neckline to the middle of her breasts. A pair of white high heels and white choker encircling her neck completed the ensemble. "What do you think?"

Nick stared at her in reverent awe. "I was wrong. I wasn't ready."

The woman pouted playfully as she crawled onto the bed on her hands and knees like a large feline. "You don't approve?"

"Approve? God, Carol! You are freakin' gorgeous!"

She leered at the man and passed her hand over his crotch. "But do you think I'm sexy?"

"My raging hard-on should be the answer to that."

"So I can tell." Carol leaned down and met his lips in a tender kiss. "I hope you don't mind a little fuck before dinner?"

Nick reached up and gently fondled her big breasts in the sheer teddy. "I would like nothing else but to satisfy this beautiful sensuous woman in any way she wishes."

"Yeah, baby, that's what I want," Carol breathed lustfully as their kiss grew in passion. "I want to have this man look at me with desire."

"Is that all you want?"

She giggled and opened his pants to expose his swelling member. "Not quite." Carol stroked Nick's stiff cock in her fingers and dropped her mouth over the head. "Oh yes," she moaned with pleasure. "Come to mama."

Nick caressed his hand over her side to her rear as Carol bobbed her head over his dick. "Damn, you are the most erotic lover ever."

Carol grinned as she blew his cock knowing it was most likely pure lust talking. Nick had screwed many women, most of them far sexier and much younger than she. This was most likely porno movie talk to get his partner in the mood for some wild sex. She didn't mind. Her love affair with the handsome stud was all an illusion anyway. Carol didn't care how long it would last. She was getting more sex in the last few days than she had in a decade.

The woman rose up and swung her leg over his lap. Carol pulled the crotch of her teddy aside and fed her lover's hard prick into her ready snatch. "Oh yeah baby!" she leered as she gradually settled onto his rigid pole. "You have exactly what this lady needs!"

Nick caressed his hands over her thighs up to her waist as Carol began to effortlessly ride his lap. "You are so incredibly beautiful," he breathed reverently.

Carol planted her palms on Nick's abdomen and humped his crotch. "I love the way you look at me."

"How do I look at you?"

"You make me believe I'm the sexiest woman on the planet."

"You are to me."

"You're sweet."

"I'll be looking at you the same way fifty years from now."

Carol giggled. "By then I'll know that it's a lie."

Nick stared evenly into her eyes as she rode his cock. "No, it won't."

She dropped to her forearms on his chest and kissed his mouth. "You are such a darling man." Nick rubbed Carol's sides and over her back as she bounced her hips to ride his hard prick. All those months of aerobic workouts paid off after all. Carol felt as though she could screw this handsome stud all night long. She kissed him hungrily as she felt Nick's warm firm shaft sliding in and out of her damp pussy. "Oh baby," she cooed lovingly, "after I didn't hear from you for two days I thought I would never see you again. Forgive me if I need to take advantage of your sexy body. I feel as though I may not get another chance after tonight."

"Don't worry about that. Now that I have you, I'm not going to let you go."

Carol laughed and straightened. "I'll hold you to it!" She bounced harder and faster on his cock. "God, I love what you do to me!"

Nick grinned up at her as he watched her boobs flopping about in the sheer teddy. "Let me see those big beautiful tits."

"Nope."

The man laughed with amusement. "No?"

Carol giggled and hopped his lap. "A lady has to keep her lover wanting more."

Nick grinned and caressed his hands up her thighs to her hips. "Such a naughty tease you are!"

"I want to be a good lover for you, darling."

"You are, sweetheart. You're better than good. You're perfect."

Carol felt the juices welling up inside her. "Oh yes," she panted lustfully. "You're going to make this lady cum."

Nick gripped her waist and thrust his hips up to pump into her from below. Carol's mind swam from so much erotic stimulation. It felt so good to have a nice stiff cock inside her pussy once again. Her loins tingled and she knew she was getting close to a climax. Carol giggled with glee as she hopped upon his lap. She knew this was merely the first of many fuck sessions for them that night.

She couldn't hold back any longer. Her cunt strained to release the flood of juices welling up inside her. Carol shuddered and shook atop his lap, her cunt gushing with cream and bathing his stiff pole. She jerked and writhed with sensual release, then collapsed spent upon his chest. "God, honey," she gasped, "what you do to me!"

Nick wrapped his arms around her back and rolled her over, his body lying above her. He shifted up onto his elbows and bucked his hips to resume his fucking of her seeping cunt. "Forgive me if I need to take advantage of your sexy body," he grinned as he banged away at her oozing slit. "I feel as though I may not get another chance after tonight."

Carol stared up into his beautiful blue eyes as he drilled her damp snatch. "Honey, you can have me anytime, any day, forever and ever."

Nick laughed and pounded away. "I'll hold you to it."

The woman arched her spine off the bed and moaned in ecstasy. "Oh God, Nickie! You're going to make me cum again!"

"Getting close," he panted.

Carol leered seductively at him. "I have just the thing to make you cum, lover boy!" She reached her hands up and peeled the straps of her teddy off her shoulders and down her arms, allowing her big boobs to fall free.

"My God!" Nick grunted as he hammered her seeping slit. "You are so fucking hot!"

Carol clamped her hands on his waist and pulled him deeper inside her with every thrust. "Make me cum, Nickie! Make me cum all over that magnificent big cock of yours!"

The man crushed his mouth to hers in a fiery passionate kiss. Carol felt her tits wobbling about her chest in cadence with his relentless reaming rhythm. Her nipples brushed against the man's chest. It was so exquisitely delicious! Her cunt suddenly exploded onto his thrusting cock, a river of cream dribbling down the crack of her ass.

"Oh fuck!" Nick grunted into her mouth. "I'm gonna cum."

Carol wrapped her arms around his back and held him tightly to her breast. "Cum inside me, Nickie! Please baby, cum inside me!"

Nick rammed home one last time, his stiff manhood buried to the very base in her cunt as he blasted his hot load into the furthest recesses of her womb. Carol shuddered and came again, her loins tingling and her limbs quivering with sensuous release. She squeezed her eyes shut and wept with joy. This is what sex was supposed to be like. She had waited her entire life to find the perfect lover and she knew she finally found him. Carol didn't care that Nick was much younger than she was or that he starred in porno movies. She only wanted to be with him and love him and have him satisfy her every day and every night for the rest of her life.

Nick kissed her tenderly on the mouth and over her damp cheeks. "You're crying," he murmured quietly.

"Tears of joy, darling." Carol smoothed her hands over his back and smiled. "I have never been so happy in my whole life. I found a man who adores me and wants to make me satisfied. I just want this moment to last forever."

The man smiled warmly down at her and smooched the tip of her nose. "It will darling," he cooed lovingly. "It will."

Nick stripped and climbed onto the bed as Carol removed her teddy. They made love again, slow and gentle at first, then increasing in intensity until they both exploded in sensual release. Carol lay top Nick's naked body, basking in the warmth of his flesh against hers. It was so intimate and sweet and the woman savored the moment for a long while. Carol felt Nick's penis gradually grow soft and slip from her sated snatch. The woman sighed with contentment and gave her lover a smooch on the cheek. "You were wonderful."

"You were amazing as well."

She patted him on the cheek. "Let me get cleaned up." Carol hopped out of bed and hurried to the bathroom. She moistened a towel and wiped their jizz dribbling from her throbbing vagina. Carol giggled as she checked her reflection in the bathroom mirror. Never had she entertained the notion of her screwing a boy like a pair of horny teenagers in a fancy hotel room. And Nick twenty years younger than her, no less. Carol didn't care if the man was merely infatuated with her because she was an older woman. Being a porn star and having to fuck young chicks all the time, a man has to have a bit of variety in his life. Carol didn't care. She was getting laid by a handsome stud who gave her more sex in a week than she ever had in her life. If this was nothing more than a wild fling to him, so be it. She would certainly get her fill of the young stud before their romantic tryst was over.

Carol returned naked from the bathroom and crossed to the bed. Nick lay on his back with the sheet draped across his crotch. "Yummy!" she leered lustily.

The man grinned widely at her full nudity. "My sentiments exactly."

She giggled and struck a seductive pose with her hands on her hips. "See anything you like?"

Nick extended his hand to her. "Absolutely."

Carol took his hand and crawled onto the mattress on her knees and moved above him. She leaned down and met his lips in a tender kiss. "Tell me again how sexy I am."

The man chuckled and caressed his hand over her bare side to her rear. "You are without a doubt the sexiest woman I have ever laid eyes on." He slid his hand up to feel her hanging boobs. "And the best lover, too."

"Now you are just being silly!"

"I mean that with the utmost sincerity!"

Carol chuckled and slid her body under the sheet next to him. She snuggled into his side and rested her head on his shoulder, her arm draped across his bare chest. "You make me feel sexy."

"Trust me lady, you beat those teenyboppers I see every day hands down."

She expelled a deep sigh of contentment. "You're sweet."

They lay naked under the bed sheet in each other's arms. "So, you kept that sexy garment in the back of your dresser drawer all this time?" Nick asked.

"No. I stopped at Victoria's Secret on the way home from the salon. I wanted to buy something that would get a rise out of you."

"Well, you definitely succeeded."

Carol shifted up onto her elbow and smiled at her companion. "That isn't all I bought. I have another outfit for after dinner, and a sexy negligee for in the morning. That is, if we are planning to spend the night here after all."

Nick smiled warmly and gently stroked his hand over her naked back. "To see your beautiful face in the morning would truly be a gift from heaven."

Carol chuckled and patted her hand on his chest. "You say that now, but wait until you see me first thing in the morning. You may be in for quite a fright."

"I seriously doubt that. A lady as beautiful as you must exude loveliness every moment of the day."

The woman laughed and bent down to give Nick a smooch on the mouth. "I love you actor types. You're always so full of it." She crawled out of bed and sauntered sexily toward the bathroom. "I plan to take a shower before dinner. You're welcome to join me."

"Good God, woman!" Nick groaned pitifully. "You're killing me!"

Carol paused in the doorway and grinned seductively over her bare shoulder at the man. "How can any fellah resist touching and caressing every inch of this sexy delicious body under the warm shower spray?"

Nick quickly hopped off the bed and hurried to her. "Not this man, that's for sure."

Carol giggled with glee. "Of course, two wet naked bodies in such close proximity to each other has a high probability of pressing against one another."

He wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her passionately. "I'm counting on it."

The hiss of the shower spray filled Carol's ears as she lathered Nick's chest. She sighed ruefully and huffed, "Why is it I can never get enough of your sexy body?"

Nick caressed her bare breasts and smiled. "I believe that's my line."

Carol grinned up at him as he washed her chest. "I love it when you look at me that way."

"Which way is that?"

"Like I'm beautiful."

"Sweetheart, I will always look at you that way, even when you're ninety years old."

Carol lowered her eyes to her hands on his abdomen. "But will you still desire me?"

Nick slid his hand down Carol's arm to her wrist. He moved her hand to his groin. "See for yourself."

Carol chuckled as she felt his swelling manhood in her fingers. "You're getting hard again."

"I can't promise you I'll desire you in fifty years, but I can certainly show you I desire you now."

"You most certainly can." Carol craned her mouth up to meet his. "You can show me by shoving this beautiful cock inside my hot wet pussy."

"Yes ma'am."

Carol tangled her tongue with Nick's in his mouth as she stroked his stiffening cock in her fingers. "I want you to do me from behind."

"God, you are one sexy woman," he rasped. Carol turned and leaned forward with her palms flat on the shower wall. The warm shower spray ran down her spine and over her bare ass. Nick held her hips and shoved his hard cock into the lady's cunt doggie style. "My God," he gasped breathlessly. "You are so fucking hot!"

"Oh yes, baby," Carol panted with lust. "You know what it takes to satisfy this lady."

"This lady makes my dick hard as an iron bar."

The woman craned her head over her shoulder and looked at him. "Fuck me in the ass."

"You sure?"

"Yes, Nickie. I've never done it that way before and if I don't do it now, I may never have the courage to try." Nick pulled his cock out of her cunt and aimed a few inches higher. He eased the head in, the crown lubricated by her pussy juice. Carol mentally willed her rectal muscles to relax as her lover pressed inside. "Oh fuck, that feels so weird," she rasped lustfully.

"Want me to stop?"

"HELL NO!"

The man pulled out and pressed back in again, gradually establishing a steady stroke in and out of her butt. Carol panted and moaned with pleasure. It was so deliciously naughty! Her lover was fucking her in the ass! Nick held her hips and pumped into her, steady and deep with every thrust. "God, you are the sexiest woman I have ever met!"

Carol craned her head over her bare shoulder to him. "Really Nickie? Am I really sexy?"

Nick gripped her waist and increased his tempo, ramming hard and deep with every penetration. Soon he was pumping the entire length of his cock into her ass with every thrust. "God, Carol! I would be utterly content fucking only you for the rest of my life!"

"Oh baby," she mewed as he drilled her anus. "You are the most sensuous and satisfying lover ever." Carol slipped one hand between her legs to finger her clit. It was so erotic! Nick's cock in her ass made her butt throb with pain, but it was amazingly exquisite! She could see the appeal of having a man fuck her in the ass!

The shower spray ran down her spine and over her rear. It filled the crack of her ass. Nick's ball sac slapped against her damp skin making wet sounds like feet running across pavement in the rain. Carol's cunt began to tingle signaling she was getting close to a climax. "Oh Nickie," she whimpered, "I'm going to cum."

"Me too," he growled as he slammed relentlessly into her butt.

"Cum all over my ass," she panted. "I want you to shoot your hot creamy load all over my tight ass and up my back."

"Fuck, you are so hot!" Nick pounded into her a few more times and pulled out, his fist frigging his cock at her rear. He grunted and snapped his head back as a spew of creamy goo pelted her soft smooth derriere. Carol shuddered and climaxed at the same time, a river of jizz running over her fingers and down her legs.

The woman rested her head on her arm against the shower wall as she trembled with release. "Damn, that was fucking wild."

Nick tenderly kissed up her bare spine and over her shoulder blades. "You okay?"

"I'm better than okay, lover." She craned her face over her shoulder to meet his lips. "I'm fantastic."

"You most certainly are."

Carol turned to face him and slipped her arms around his waist. She kissed him hungrily on the mouth as he caressed his hands over her wet back. "Oh God, Nickie," she sighed with contentment. "Where have you been all my life?"

"Wandering the produce aisle waiting for you to bump into me."

The woman giggled and kissed his lips. "Good thing I ran into you or you'd still be wandering aimlessly through the grocery store."

"Good thing." He gazed warmly into her eyes as his hands roamed over her smooth damp skin. "What do you say we go have some dinner?"

"And some more sex afterward?"

"Most definitely."

She kissed him softly on the lips and smiled. "Sounds like a wonderful idea."

Carol beamed brightly at her date across the table. She wore a coral pink light cotton dress to her ankles that hung low across the bust. The top barely covered her large boobs with thin spaghetti straps over her bare shoulders. Carol bought the dress on a whim several years ago but thought it was too daring to wear in public. It was perfect for this occasion, though. The way the pointed nipples of her braless tits poked through the thin fabric would most certainly get her young stud in the mood for some more hot sex later on. "You were right about me being as giddy as a schoolgirl at the prom," Carol grinned happily. "I have never had a more exciting evening in my entire life."

"I'm glad." Nick raised his wineglass to her in a toast. "This has been a fabulous evening for me too. I can't remember the last time I had such a pleasant time with such a lovely partner."

"You're so sweet."

"Carol Allen!" a female voice exclaimed.

Carol glanced up as a middle-aged woman in a navy blue calf length dress approached their table. "Sarah Woods!" Carol beamed, rising from her chair and taking the woman into a fond embrace. She kissed the lady on the cheek and smiled. "I haven't seen you in ages!"

Sarah examined Carol's hourglass figure in the slinky dress. "You look incredible as always!" She glanced at Nick and winced. "I'm so sorry! I appear to be interrupting your dinner."

"Not at all," Nick stated cordially, rising to stand and pulling out a chair. "It would be our pleasure if you would join us."

The lady looked at Carol as she alit in the seat. "Such a gentleman!"

Carol sat in her chair and gestured to her date. "Sarah, this is Nick Collins. Nick, Sarah Woods. She and I have been friends since college."

"Please, dear," Sarah grimaced. "Don't reveal my age to this young fellow."

Nick gently took Sarah's hand and bowed his head slightly. "I am charmed, Ms. Woods." He kissed the back of her hand and smiled sweetly. "I am amazed at how many lovely friends Miss Allen has."

Sarah flushed slightly and turned to Carol. "I take it this handsome stud is your gigolo?"

Carol laughed and said, "No, only a very dear friend. He and I met at the grocery store."

Ms. Woods looked at Nick in surprise. "Really?"

"Yes. Carol bumped into me and I was instantly captivated. I immediately asked her out and to my eternal utter amazement, she accepted."

Sarah gaped at her friend. "You definitely have to tell me where you go shopping!"

Carol giggled under her breath. "Can you blame me for accepting such an intriguing offer?"

Her friend leaned closer and whispered conspiratorially, "I take it you two are more than mere dinner companions?"

Carol returned an enigmatic grin. "Ho, yeah! Nick and I have a room on the fifth floor." She stole a glance at her date to find him pretending not to listen. "We already broke in the king size bed before we came down for dinner."

Sarah giggled giddily. "Any good?"

Carol held her palms down on her lap and spread her fingers wide. "Ten plus!"

Her friend grimaced and rolled her eyes to the ceiling. "Stick a dagger into my chest, why don't you?"

"So what are you doing here?"

"Some of us ladies in the clothing industry get together every few months and discuss marketing trends. Pretty dull for the most part, so it usually degrades to conversations about sex, or our lack of it."

Carol smiled at Nick and said, "Sarah is a clothing designer. She even has her own line of ladies' garments. Sensibly chic."

Nick tilted his head with a thoughtful expression. "I've heard of it. Your line is available at Dillard's and Niemen Markus, I believe."

Sarah smiled broadly. "Yes! I'm surprised you would know that."

"As you may guess, I have an eye for beauty." He glanced at Carol and back at her. "Your line is quite flattering to ladies' figures, particularly the curvy parts."

Ms. Woods laughed and looked at her friend. "Are you sure he's not gay?"

Carol smiled and rested her hand on Sarah's knee. "Trust me, darling, Nick is definitely not gay."

Sarah giggled and patted Carol's hand on her leg. "I am so jealous and happy for you, sweetie!" She rose to stand and gave the woman a smooch on the cheek. "Thanks for the update. Now we girls have some new material to talk about." Sarah turned and offered her hand to Nick. "It was a pleasure meeting you."

Nick stood and accepted her hand, his eyes never leaving her face. "The pleasure was all mine. To meet a truly gifted artist as yourself is a sheer delight." He kissed the back of her fingers. "I do hope to meet you again sometime."

Sarah flushed slightly and grinned to Carol. "Yummy!"

She left them alone.

Carol laughed and shook her head in amazement. "Why is it you have this incredible effect on my lady friends?"

"I'm sure you would have the same effect on my friends."

"All of your friends have sex for a living."

"That's precisely why I am hesitant about you meeting them."

"Why? Does your vocation embarrass you?"

"No. It's just that you are so incredibly sexy and beautiful, I'm afraid one of my fellow actor friends may make a pass at you."

"I'm a big girl," Carol smiled enigmatically. "I can take care of myself."

"So I discovered."

Carol took a sip of her red wine. "I thought you wanted me to come work with you at your studio? Won't that place me in danger of being hit on?"

"You'll be in the dressing room," he clarified. "Please try to keep that incredible figure of yours away from the set and all those horny studs. One look at you and they'll want to have you join them."

The woman laughed. "What about in the dressing room? You don't think they'll try to seduce me in there?"

"Undoubtedly," Nick grinned, taking a sip of his wine. "But then again, you're a big girl. You can take care of yourself."

Carol smiled sardonically. "Are you afraid that if I'm exposed to lots of naked male bodies, I might become overly stimulated and want to attack you afterwards?"

Nick grinned. "A man can certainly hope."

Carol reached across the table and took his hand in hers. "I don't need any additional stimulation, darling. You are more than enough to get this lady going." She gave him a playful smile. "In fact, I feel a bit of stimulation coming on at this very moment."

The man chuckled and gave her fingers a squeeze. "Perhaps we should go dancing so you can work off some of that excess energy."

"I like my way of working off excess energy even better."

"So do I, but I don't want you to think our relationship is based purely on sex."

"I can live with that."

"Now, sweetheart, I want this evening to be wonderful for you. Let's have dinner and dancing and then sex."

"Lots of sex."

"Absolutely."

Carol expelled her breath in a rueful sigh. "You are such a tease, making a lady wait to experience wild carnal pleasure."

Nick smiled. "All right... how about we skip the dancing and go have some savage animal sex after we eat? We can turn on the radio in our room and dance naked if you like."

Carol laughed and said, "You are such a romantic."

"Not me. I just want to see this hot lady naked again."

"Is seeing all you plan on doing, stud-boy?"

"Not on your life."

"Good."

Nick opened the door to their room and backed in, Carol hanging on him and kissing him hungrily. "God, I want to fuck you so badly!"

"You really are an animal," Nick rasped, his hands roaming over her back.

"You bring it out in me, lover." She hurriedly unfastened his slacks. "I want you to take me, Nick. I want to make love to me all night long, starting right this fucking minute."

Nick chuckled at her. "Of course I will, honey. I want to satisfy you in every way imaginable. But there's no hurry, sweetheart. Let's take our time and make love until the dawn."

Carol grinned at him. "You are so romantic and an awful tease at the same time." She kissed him on the lips and broke their embrace. "Get naked and in bed, lover. I'm going to go into the bathroom to change into another sexy outfit. I fully expect you to be ready to satisfy me when I come out."

The man kissed her on the lips and smiled. "I'll be anxiously awaiting your return."

"Are you ready?" she called from the bathroom.

"Boy, am I ever!"

Carol stepped out of the bathroom and strolled seductively to the bed. She wore a lacy white half cup brassiere, allowing her pink nipples to peek over the edge. Her lacy white panties matched perfectly with a garter belt holding up thigh high nylons and tall white stiletto heels. She struck a seductive pose with one hand on her hip, her long mane of wavy blonde hair hanging loosely about her shoulders. "You like?"

Nick lay naked under the single bed sheet, his eyes wide in shock. "My Dear God in heaven," he breathed reverently. "You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen."

Carol smile happily and crawled onto the bed on all fours. "Really? You don't think I look too silly in this sexy getup?"

"Baby, you are without a doubt the sexiest woman I could possibly imagine." Nick sat up and met her mouth hungrily. "I could worship you for eternity."

The woman smiled seductively and placed her hand over the stiff peak in the sheet at his crotch. "I'll be happy having you worship me for this night."

"I can do that." Nick shifted up onto his knees and held her, the sheet falling away from his raging hard-on. He took her into his arms and kissed her. Carol expelled her breath into his mouth and reached down to stroke his hard cock. "God you are so hot," he exhaled into her mouth. "I want to make love to you, Carol."

"Yes, darling," she cooed, her flesh tingling with erotic arousal. "As you said, we are not in any hurry. Let's take our time and make love until the dawn."