Reunion at The Estate

Once again I found myself sitting poolside at home alone, other than the hurried activities of the household staff, the security team and my personal business manager. This had become quite the norm for me to be lacking a companion to spend my time with. I seemed to no sooner have a new flame in my life than they would move on when they realized my lifestyle was not compatible with their expectations.

Being wealthy enough to afford this lovely hilly, almost mountainous countryside estate on several hundred acres of pristine wilderness filled with streams and wildlife, the mid century modern style timber framed home blending perfectly into the natural surroundings. In the local area I am something of a reclusive multi millionaire, known for owning multiple businesses and many other properties to travel to, coming and going frequently weather it be by a small vehicle convoy or simply by helicopter from the estate to the local airport to catch a private flight to another property or somewhere exotic. The local women often fawned over trying to catch my fancy, a few were even very successful and developed a relationship with me, a couple even came as far as to move in with me for a short time, and one in particular I was lucky enough to ask to marry me before she decided that this lifestyle was just too much for her and we separated prior to our wedding day.

To protect not only myself but my investments and businesses any dates that ever made it to the house were always fully vetted by my staff and were required to agree to very lucrative non disclosure agreements. So far around the small nearby towns this had only lead to rumor and innuendo about what I must be like and the things that must occur out at the sprawling property.

Being honest about it, most of the time the reasons for the continuing string of on again off again relationships stemmed from my lavishing the women of various ages with vacations, spa treatments, cars, expensive jewelry, fine lingerie and designer clothing and shoes; but in return I required the assortment of women to be very open and adventurous sexually. Almost always this became where the break of the relationship would occur, eventually the women would get tired of my continuously more and more exotic sexual activities. Sooner or later, no matter the woman, they would find the desire to leave rather than continue. We would part ways amicably, they would be paid a calculated sum to keep the details of our relationship to themselves and I would once again find myself in search of someone to be the one.

As my assistant, Anne, came out to join me for a drink before heading out for a weekend off we sat at the poolside Tiki bar and enjoyed a Mai Thai while chatting. She encouraged me to have my driver take me into town for a night out to at least get out of the house. We toasted each other farewell for the weekend and I took her advisement to get out of the house into thought.

After finishing another drink I closed down the bar alone and made the decision to heed Anne's recommendation and head into town for dinner and a few drinks, after all I may as well go enjoy myself. I sent my driver a text and told him to get ready to take me to town for dinner.

A few minutes later he texted back that the cars were ready to leave whenever I was. After changing into some dark blue jeans and a light blue button down shirt I slipped on a nice pair of brown dress shoes and grabbed a nice black quarter zip sweater to throw in the car in case it got colder out while I was in town and jumped in the back of the car telling the driver to take me to one of the more low key local bars.

Walking into Mac's Tavern and leaving my driver and couple of security personnel with the cars I was led to a darker booth toward the back of the bar where I normally liked to sit when I visited. The owner wasn't in but the chef came out to visit with me and the staff knew to take care of me well as I was known about town for being a very generous tipper and often times would pick up the tab for several other tables when I did visit as well. I caught up with the chef and the waitress came over and sat my usual whisky Manhattan in front of me and I thanked her and indicated that I would have my usual for dinner as well while finishing my chat with the chef.

Sipping my drink and staring off at the wall I didn't even notice at first that a woman of my age had approached my booth. Snapping to focus on her as she was smiling and closing in close I fought to recognize her. I knew the face but could not make the recall of the now older but still familiar face.

Then she spoke "Mike? Mike, it's me... Jenny... You must not recognize me...".

As she spoke the memories came flooding back. There she was, my first ever girlfriend, the all American girl that had gotten away right before my eyes, I still wasn't clear on why she had broken things off between the two of us. "Jenny! Ohh my goodness, it is so thrilling to see you!" I quickly slid from the booth and stood reaching out to greet her with a warm and friendly hug and noticing that she was alone asked "If you're here alone, I must insist that you join me for dinner! We should catch up, shouldn't we?" Noticing that the years had treated her fairly well and guessing that she continued to work out and another guess that she had at least a breast lift performed if not some minor implants as her slightly larger than baseball sized breasts still sat high on her chest and her nipples poking at the fabric of her top would indicate that she was either not wearing a bra or had a cupless or peek-a-boo style bra on if anything. Her cute short blonde hair with a hint of gray showing making her light blue eyes sparkle just as I remembered. She still must spend a fair amount of time in the sun as her tan skin shown with a healthy glow. Her cute button nose still had the small jeweled stud on the side all these years later. I also made notice of no wedding ring on her hand and her tight top and nearly skin tight jeans leading down to a modest set of high heels in candy apple red made her look stunning and indicating that she was either out on a date or out looking for one. She immediately made me happy by seeing her.

"I guess we could catch up for a drink... I think you've grown out of my league from following your fortunes and the news about you. Not to mention the rumors about town of your reclusive lifestyle out on that spacious property you live on, at least that is, when you're here and not jet setting off somewhere exotic." Jenny indicated to me as she slid into the other side of the booth.

"You must not believe all the rumors you hear." I said with a slight smile, wondering what all she had heard about me. "I've been successful in life and I do enjoy the finer points in life as I can, but it can also be a lonely lifestyle of not knowing who I can trust. My business staff, security team and household caretakers seem to be about the only true people around me most days and they get paid to be there..." My slight smile revealing a hint of a frown. "What brings you back to town?" I inquired as I made eye contact with the bartender and indicated that she should come and take Jenny's drink order.

"My husband passed away recently and the kids are both grown and out of the house, so I decided to move back here where I had many happy memories growing up." Jenny replied softly, her demeanor seeming a bit saddened as she tilted her head down to look at her hands that were on the table but glanced up to regain eye contact with me.

"Well, I'm very sorry for your loss." I offered, not sure if this was the right thing to say or not.

Jenny smiled and replied "Don't be. He was not a nice man and I should have never married him."

I nodded, remembering back when I would listen to her talk about her family and her desire to someday get out and go off on her own, her mother was a strict, overly religious woman and her father was a violent alcoholic, not a good combination at all.

We spent a bit more time catching up and enjoying the casual conversation, reminiscing about old times, talking about her kids, what had become of them and where they lived.

After finishing the appetizers and salads and halfway through the entrees she suddenly blurted out, "I know you are not a normal person, Mike. I don't know what makes you tick or how you've come to be the way you are, but I do remember how you liked me. If it wasn't for me breaking up with you I am certain that we would have been together and still be together, but I wasn't ready for that then, I needed time away to find out who I was. I can see that you are a kind and considerate man, and although your sexual needs have been well rumored and talked about, you still treat the staff at all the places around town and the people that serve you well. And you still have the same sparkle in your eye and the same warmth in your smile that you did back then."

"Thank you, Jenny. That means a lot coming from you. I am a much better man now because of our time together. I would be lying if I told you I never thought of you. You are very beautiful and you still appear amazing." I smiled at her and felt the butterflies in my stomach flutter as the sexual energy began to rise between the two of us. "What did you mean by my 'sexual needs being rumored and talked about'?" I asked with some intrigue.

Jenny blushed and looked down, "Well, you know. There are rumors that the women that have been spotted coming and going from the house are not exactly normal looking or have the same interests. You've been rumored to be linked to multiple BDSM clubs in the area either financially or as an active member and some say you have been seen in leathers and fetish attire. Then there are the stories of orgies and group sex and polyamory. You have had several girlfriends that were seen coming and going dressed like sluts and wearing a lot of makeup and the rumor was that they were swingers or paid prostitutes. But... that all seems to draw me back to you. I never knew you like that, we were just a cute college age couple and you hardly ever even made any moves on me. One of the biggest reasons that I broke up with you was that I didn't think you'd ever be sexually adventurous enough for me." Jenny spoke fast and nervously as she almost spat the last few sentences out.

I reached across the table and grabbed her hand and smiled, "You don't need to be nervous or upset. If we are going to be honest, I will admit that almost all of those rumors are true and then some, and not one ounce of what the locals may think or speculate are rumors are false. I'm a freak. I'm kinky. And, if it weren't for you and your guidance when we were young, I don't know that I would be where I am today. After losing you I realized that in both my personal and work life I just needed to be forward and authoritative in what I want and drive to make it happen. As it happens it has made me incredibly successful at work, but it has left me without a true life partner on my personal level. All the women I've dated, and even the one that I had proposed to all said that they would love the lifestyle. At first I think a lot of them did love it with the money, gifts, clothing, expensive vacations and the like, but they all began to resent the sexually submissive side of the relationship. Occasionally I will submit for a specific kink or session but predominantly I am the dominant one and expect to have my submissive respond and act as told." I worried that I had over shared as I spoke and kept my eyes focused on her to gauge her reactions.

Jenny kept focus on me looking down slightly and a light blush came across her face and chest line, her nipples seemed to stiffen and prod at her t-shirt slightly more and she hesitated before she spoke. "You may be exactly what I am looking for right now." She said with a hint of trepidation. "My husband was abusive, not sexually, but verbally, physically and emotionally. I was a prisoner in my marriage, unable to do anything right. The sex was not good, he was very vanilla, doing it from behind was most times too adventurous or kinky for him and he insisted to use a condom other than the times we were trying to have children. He cheated on me, often and was never concerned with my desires or orgasms. In the last five years or so, the abuse worsened and his alcohol and drug abuse became out of control." Taking a breath she continued "I loved you, I think I've always been in love with you or at least the thought of you Mike. I can't tell you how many times I heard stories and rumors about you and wished I had never left."

"If we are being open and honest, then let's be honest. After we broke up, I did some research on BDSM, fetishes and submissives, it was all pretty foreign and intriguing. I went to a BDSM club in a nearby city and watched the goings on and it seemed to fit the mold. When I did my research it all clicked and the pieces of the puzzle started to fall into place, everything seemed to fit together so well. At the same time I started college and met a girl that I fell hard for and she was very submissive and open. I thought I'd found a real love with her and she did her best to please me, but ultimately she left and told me she had a boyfriend back home and needed to go back to him. It broke my heart." I explained, pausing for a moment. "I'm so sorry that your marriage was bad, that's no way for anyone to have to live. You are very beautiful, even more so now than before. If we can help each other find some comfort, we might find that we can fill a void for one another." I caressed her dainty hands in mine on the table as we waited for the bill to come, looking her in the eyes I asked "Would it be too forward of me to ask for you to come home with me for the night? No expectations, at least come see the house and have a drink. I can always have the drivers take you back home or to wherever you're staying if you feel uncomfortable spending the night. I have plenty of empty bedrooms so you wouldn't have to sleep in my bedroom. It would be a fun way to continue catching up... if you're interested that is... like I said I don't want to be too forward, or assume anything."

"That sounds wonderful! Thank you for the invite." Jenny said with a warm smile, her eyes brightening up as her demeanor changed to an excited anticipation.

We finished our meals and paid the bill, heading outside into the night air to walk over to the cars. Jenny grabbed onto my arm as we walked and we stopped at the front of the car where my driver stood waiting and asked "Where are we headed? Is the guest riding with you or driving separately? If she's riding along would you like another member of the detail to follow in her car or shall we leave it here?" The drivers were not anticipating that I would be leaving with a guest and their heads were not only scanning Jenny in search of any signs of trouble but the surrounding areas as well to ensure my, or rather our safety.

"We can all ride together and pick the car up later or tomorrow. Take us back to the house." I said and then looked at Jenny. "Unless, of course you'd like to ride separately? It's no problem for my drivers to bring your car along if you'd like."

Jenny shook her head. "No, I'm fine riding along. Let's go."

After sliding into the back of the car and getting comfortable, my drivers got into the front and took off to the house. Sitting with Jenny in the back, we relaxed into the seats and talked some more about past memories and what we'd been up to for the years apart.

We pulled into the driveway and the car stopped and parked. A few moments later the driver knocked lightly on the glass window in the rear to alert us and let us know he had gone and opened the doors. "All clear sir." He informed us as he opened the car door and motioned toward the house.

Jenny got out of the car and stopped and paused looking at the beautiful large home. The timber frame mid century modern design both elegant and modern but seemed to blend itself into the wooded surroundings at the same time.

The house was really an architectural masterpiece to observe from the front it appeared to climb out of the wooded surroundings as if the forest had birthed a linear masterpiece itself, the sleek lines and wooden detailing gave way to the light soft glow of light showing through the windows to the warm wooden finishes inside.

"It's so large... and so beautiful..." Jenny murmured almost to herself.

"Thank you. This is the most recent version of the house, a year or so ago we had a new wing added onto the home and the original was updated and completely refurbished as well. Let's head in." I smiled at her and lead the way through the front door, leaving my driver and the rest of the detail with the cars.

As we entered the home, Jenny gasped, her mouth falling open slightly. "Ohhh, this is amazing."

"Thank you, once again." I said and led her through the home and to the kitchen, the dark gray granite countertops, white cabinets, stainless steel appliances, white marble tile and a large center island were illuminated by the low level lighting and the moonlight filtering in through the large sliding glass doors that lead out to the outdoor entertaining area and pool.

"Please, sit. Make yourself at home, would you like a drink? A tour?" I offered, unsure if I was moving too fast.

"A drink would be wonderful." Jenny said softly as she went and stood by the large sliding doors overlooking the pool area.

"Wine? Beer? Something stronger?" I asked as I tapped the call button on the kitchen island and then strolled over to the windows to join Jenny standing beside her taking her hand in mine.

"Whatever you have is fine, I'm not fussy." She replied with a soft smile.

A few moments later one of the maids, Andrea, and the butler, Josh, came into the room.

"Sir? You called?" The maid inquired.

"Yes, Jenny would like a drink, we'll take whatever wine is available, thank you." I smiled and gave her hand a slight squeeze.

"Certainly sir, would the guest prefer red or white?" the maid inquired politely.

"I don't know, whatever the two of you think would go best." Jenny offered, a bit uncertain as she glanced back and forth between the staff members and I.

"White, please." I indicated to the staff. "Josh, this is an old friend from high school. We've caught up and have been having a great conversation, but the poor thing is still not used to my lifestyle, could you give her a tour and maybe introduce her to the rest of the staff, show her the bedrooms and bathrooms in case she chooses to spend the night with us. And when you return get some soft music started and bring her out to the patio?"

"Certainly sir, it would be my pleasure." The butler indicated with a polite nod and slight smile.

"Thank you both." I turned to look at Jenny and kissed her hand. "Jenny, you have a tour, meet the rest of the staff and take a while to relax and get comfortable. When the wine is chilled and the music starts, meet me out by the pool." I released her hand and stepped away walking toward the door, I left the room and went out to the patio, turning on the lights and sitting at the end of the poolside bar top closest to the house awaiting Jenny's return and collecting my thoughts.

Several minutes passed, and as promised, the wine and the music were brought out and placed in the center of the bar, the lights in the pool began to come on and the subtle scent of the candles burning could be detected.

Shortly thereafter the butler, Josh, and maid, Andrea, walked out onto the patio and took up positions behind the bar.

"Jenny was taken upstairs and she's looking at the bedrooms, sir." Andrea stated with a smile.

"She was nervous and shy around everyone, sir, but it seems she knows you quite well sir. She was blushing a lot." Josh commented as he prepared our wine glasses and set them down on the bar top.

"I've known her for a very long time. Her life has had a lot of ups and downs, it will be nice to have her here for the evening... perhaps longer..." I said, taking a sip from the glass and thinking about how the night was going so far.

The staff members quietly chatted amongst themselves, and a few minutes later the sound of footsteps could be heard coming through the house.

The backdoor opened and Jenny stepped out, she looked a little less shy, more relaxed, as she came and took a seat next to me and reached for her wine glass.

"This place is absolutely amazing!" Jenny said as she motioned to clink her glass to mine in a toast.

I smiled and raised my glass to hers, "It is pretty amazing. So are you."

Jenny blushed slightly and sipped her wine, she turned to look at Josh and Andrea. "Your home and your staff are truly remarkable."

Andrea smiled and nodded politely, and Josh thanked her for the compliment.

We chatted with the staff for a short while, finishing a bottle of wine and enjoying some casual conversation and some small talk.

"I believe we'll be fine for the evening, bring out another bottle or two of white on ice for us and the two of you can head home for the night. Tell the security team that you're heading out and we plan on staying in for the evening unless they hear from Jenny or I otherwise. Thank you and have a great night." I told Andrea and Josh as I took Jenny by the hand and indicated to her that I would like to walk around the pool area and gardens with her.

The butler and maid bowed politely and went inside, leaving the wine and glasses on the bar, and soon came back out and said goodbye and goodnight, heading out the side gate in the privacy fence.

The night was perfect, warm enough that a sweater was not needed and there was a nice gentle breeze.

Jenny leaned into my arm and laid her head against me as we strolled along the edge of the pool and the landscaping. "So this is how the rich live..." She remarked playfully.

I smiled and gave her a slight squeeze. "I do pretty well. I've never lived without money or been a struggling young man. My parents were good to me and set me up early on in life. I've always been an ambitious man and worked hard to keep and expand their holdings. It's been a wonderful life aside from the lack of companionship." I spoke softly.

"I'm a simple woman Mike, I like things easy. I'm not materialistic or overly high maintenance, and although the thought of not worrying about finances and working is intriguing, the thought of having nothing to do or be a kept woman is not appealing. I'd get bored fast. I am not lazy and I have no idea what it is that I'm supposed to do all day, let alone who I am or what makes me happy anymore." Jenny commented.

"You know, I'm sure we could find a job for you working with one of my companies. There is a job or a role that would be perfect for you, no matter what you choose." I reassured her.

"You are too kind. I'd never ask for or expect that of you." She smiled and hugged my arm tight.

"What is it that you would like?" I inquired, trying to gauge where she was at mentally.

"I would like a chance to make up for all those years lost with you. I would like a chance to find happiness and peace, and perhaps to find what makes me feel alive and fulfilled. Time to find out what makes you tick and maybe find out if you'd give me a second chance all these years later." She whispered and nuzzled her head into my arm as we continued to stroll.

"I'm happy you came here tonight, it means a lot that you would trust me after all this time. And I have to be honest with you, the chemistry between us is still there. You're still just as sexy and beautiful as the day you left, and if possible even more so. There is no question that we could pick up right where we left off. But the question is, are you ready and willing for everything that could happen between us?" I inquired, hoping to not be too forward but wanting her to be fully aware and informed.

"Mike, I'm ready for anything that may come." She responded, and squeezed my arm tight and nuzzled her face into my arm. "I want you to be able to use me and treat me the way that you want, I'm not opposed to the BDSM thing or whatever the future brings. All I know is, I feel safe and secure with you, I am comfortable and feel as if I could trust you. But, the other side of it is, I'm not a slut or a whore and I'm not going to let you degrade me or make me feel bad about myself. That is a deal breaker for me. If you are the same Mike that I left, then there should be no problems." Jenny declared.

"I've always been the same, just more refined and polished. You're the one that has changed. We can work out all the details and find out what makes sense. I would like to be able to spoil you and show you a life of ease. And, I would like to see how compatible we still are, and how we could fit together. The only thing that has ever changed is my expectations and desires. The love I had for you has not diminished and seeing you has reawakened my love and lust for you." I stated softly, feeling her body lean in closer to mine.

Jenny's soft hand slid down the outside of my arm, taking hold of my hand, her delicate fingers interlocking with mine. "I would love nothing more than to spend the night with you, and to have a chance to relive and revisit some of our memories. The truth is, the sex has been awful the last ten or fifteen years, my husband was not a romantic or sensual lover. He was a rough and angry person and it transferred into our bedroom. His lovemaking was very selfish and not for me at all. The few times that we did have sex and it was enjoyable for me, it was because I closed my eyes and thought of the better times I had, and especially when I had you."

"Well then, why don't we head inside and get comfortable and enjoy a little bit of time together." I suggested as I motioned toward the door, my other hand releasing hers and wrapping around her waist as we turned and walked slowly back toward the house.

We made our way to the front of the bar, the light low and the candles glowing, and we stopped and stood together facing one another.

I could feel the heat of her body emanating, the scent of her perfume filling the air and the warmth and softness of her hand still in mine.

I reached up and caressed her face with my free hand, gently tipping her chin up and leaned in to kiss her lips softly.

As my mouth touched hers, a flood of memories and emotions washed over me and I found myself longing to taste her, feel her.

Her arms reached up and wrapped around my neck and her hands found the back of my head, her fingers running through my hair.

I broke the kiss and leaned my forehead to hers and smiled.

"I've missed that, more than you know." She whispered and pulled me in for another kiss, this time her tongue parting my lips and searching for mine.

A low moan escaped her and her body pushed in tight against mine.

We kissed deeply, passionately, and her hands moved from the back of my head, down the sides of my neck and began to run over my shoulders and chest.

As we parted for a breath her hand came up and brushed my face and I could see the look of lust and longing in her eyes.

I reached up and took her wrists in my hands, holding them lightly.

"We should go inside and get more comfortable." I said as I wrapped my hand around her waist and guided her inside to the living room. I directed her toward the couch as I placed our wine glasses on the coffee table and moved about the room to dim the lighting, start the gas fireplace below the large television that was flanked by tall soaring planes of glass and lit a few more candles about the room. Seating myself next to her I unbuttoned the top two buttons of the light blue dress shirt I was wearing and moved closer to her and leaned in to continue our kiss.

Jenny's body turned and pressed into me, her hands reaching up and her fingers running through my hair as her tongue probed and explored.

Our lips and tongues danced, and as we began to make out, I felt her body relax and lean into mine.

I moved my mouth to the side of her face and kissed her softly, moving down the side of her jaw and her neck, pausing at the base of her neck to nibble and suck softly.

A gasp of pleasure and surprise escaped her lips and her fingers grabbed my hair tight.

"Mmmmm, yesss. That feels so good." She moaned softly as I teased and nipped.

My hands moved from her waist to her hips, sliding back and over her firm round butt cheeks.

"God, you are sexy." I murmured against her skin.

She smiled and her fingers ran through my hair and caressed my neck.

Moving down to the edge of her tight v-neck t-shirt and the swell of her breasts, I kissed and nibbled across her cleavage through the thin material, my hands massaging her ass and thighs.

"Take it off... please." Jenny said breathlessly as her fingers released my head and began to pull at the bottom of her shirt.

Releasing her chest and breasts I smiled up at her as she lifted her shirt and revealed a pink lacy open cup bra holding her small but firm breasts, her nipples standing firm, the flesh of her breasts and aereola exposed by the revealing lingerie. The hard bumps of her attention seeking pink nipples aroused and prominent, her areola surrounding them clearly defined.

I lowered my mouth to her breasts, licking and teasing her nipples and areolas as I slid her shirt up higher, over her shoulders and her head.

A soft moan escaped her, and her hands moved back to my head, fingers running through my hair as she held me close once again.

Kissing her breasts, licking and nipping her sensitive nipples, her moans grew louder, more intense.

I paused and looked up at her, "Do you remember when I did this the first time? It was in my old house and we had been together a few months and were hanging out alone in the basement. The rest of the family was out and we had the whole house to ourselves and we were watching a movie." I asked, knowing the memory was still fresh for her as well.

"I'll never forget, and the look on your face was priceless when I lifted my shirt. It was a moment before you reacted. And then when you did, it was like I was a drug and you were a junkie. You were insatiable you made me climax just by playing with my breasts and nipples. I soaked my pants as I squirted from the power of that climax. It still makes me wet when I remember it." She reminisced.

"That was a special day." I murmured, returning my mouth to her breasts, sucking and nipping and teasing her nipples, eliciting moans and groans and causing. "Maybe you can still climax from just having your breasts and nipples played with..." I grinned and returned my lips to one nipple and pinched the other between my forefinger and thumb giving it a strengthening twist as I applied more pressure and sucked the other even harder.

Her hands tightened and her breathing became heavier.

"Ohh Mike... yes! Yessss!" She cried out as her body tightened and shook.

"Mmmm, I love the sound of that." I mumbled into her breast.

Her body twitched and shuddered as I continued to play with her nipples.

"Goddd, Miiikkkkeee. Ohh goddd." Jenny moaned.

"I don't think I've ever seen someone else orgasm just from having their nipples played with..."

She panted and then squealed. "Ahhh, fuckk!"

Releasing her nipple, I smiled. "It looks like you're still mighty responsive to my touch. Your nipples are incredibly sensitive and delectable and I have loved being able to pleasure you with them. You are beautiful, and seeing and hearing you climax is amazing. Now do be a good girl and let me hear your orgasm please."

"Ohh god, mmmmmm." She groaned, pulling me tightly into her.

"Yessssssssssssss, yessssss, ahhhh, mmmmmm, ahhhhhhhh. Ohh Mike, tell me to cum, order me to climax!" Jenny cried out loudly, her body quivering and shaking, her breathing labored and her hands pushing and pulling and tugging at me.

"Mmmmm, yess. So, so fucking sexy. Cum for me while I feast on your tits!" I murmured against her nipples.

Her hands grabbed me and pulled me up to her mouth, our tongues searching each others and her body pressed hard into mine, her hips grinding against me and her hands pulling at my clothing.

I broke the kiss and took her hands, pushing them back down to her side, holding them. "Not yet. First, let's see if you can climax from just having your tits and nipples played with... you should listen as I really don't want to punish you... at least not yet..." I smirked.

"Mm, mmphhh, please..." Jenny moaned, her face flushed, her nipples standing stiff and erect, her chest heaving and her hips and pelvis bucking and pressing into me.

"I love that you're so sensitive and responsive. You are gorgeous and such a fun toy to play with. I can't wait to watch you squirm and cum and soak your pants with squirt." I said and released her hands.

My fingers returned to her nipples, rubbing, twisting and pinching, rolling them between my fingers and thumbs.

She leaned into me, her breathing quickening, her hands moving to the sides of my head, her moans growing louder and her hips grinding against me harder.

"Mikeeee, ohh fuckkkk." Jenny moaned loudly.

"Come on baby, come for me." I encouraged.

"Mmmm, Mike, ohh fuck, ahhh, mmm." Jenny groaned, her hands tightening in my hair, pulling at me and holding my head as her hips ground and pressed into me.

"You're so close baby, give it to me. You can do it." I whispered as I increased the intensity and pressure of my fingers, pinching and rolling her nipples between them.

"Ahhhh, fuck, ahhhh, ohh god, Mike, I'm gonna come. Fuckkkk!" She cried out.

Her body tensed and twitched, a deep guttural groan emanated from her and her hips ground and bucked hard a large wet spot becoming visible on the crotch of her jeans.

I smiled, pleased with the sounds of her climax, her breathing heavy and labored.

"That's it, mmm, mmm. God, you're so hot. Look at you wetting your pants for me squirting like a good girl." I tweaked her nipples again and moved in for a deep open mouthed kiss.

Our tongues danced and her hands ran through my hair and down my neck.

"Mmm, take your shirt off, now." She commanded, breaking the kiss and pulling at my clothing.

I obliged her and removed my shirt, dropping it beside the couch.

Her hands reached out, touching and caressing my chest and shoulders.

"Damn, you are fine. I can't believe how handsome you are. You're a dream." She whispered and pulled me in close and kissed my shoulder, down my chest and neck and to my lips, our mouths meeting once more, tongues probing and exploring, her body pressing into mine.

Releasing me, she slid down the couch, her hands working the button and zipper of my jeans.

"I don't have much for breasts, but maybe my mouth and tongue can get you off." Jenny teased, as her fingers slipped into the waistband of my boxers and she slowly pulled the jeans and underwear down, her eyes looking up at me with desire and passion, the sight of her half naked, on her knees between mine, her breasts exposed from the open cup bra and the bulge in my crotch was almost enough to make me lose control.

"You are the sexiest thing I've ever laid eyes on. Seeing you, and touching you has always driven me wild. You're the only one who has ever made me feel so alive and so turned on." I confessed as she pulled the fabric of my clothing down and the cool air and her breath hit my erection.

Jenny's delicate dainty hands moved to the base of my shaft and wrapped around, her fingers just touching her thumb.

"I have no idea what I did right to deserve you. But I'm glad you're here." I breathed.

A devilish grin spread across her face and she lowered her head and wrapped her lips around the head of my cock, her tongue flicking and teasing the sensitive underside her teeth lightly dragging behind the head and the silky warm wetness of the inside of her mouth like heaven on my sensitive tipand glans.

"Fuck..." I grunted.

She moaned and lowered her head, taking me into her mouth, her tongue and lips and hot mouth engulfing my erection.

She began to bob her head, her tongue swirling around the head of my penis on each stroke. The smoothness of her mouth and the contrast of the texture of her tongue working around and around the crown driving me wild.

"Ahhh, fuck. Mmm. Yess." I grunted, my hands moving to her head, caressing her face and running through her hair.

Jenny's head began to move faster, her strokes longer, her hand beginning to pump in time with her mouth, her lips sliding along the first three or four inches of my shaft, her tongue and hand twisting and turning around the glans and the frenulum toward the top half of my cock.

My body relaxed and I leaned back and enjoyed the moment, the feel of her lips and tongue working magic.

"Fuck, Jenny, that feels good."

Her head continued to bob and weave, her hand stroking the base of my cock, her other hand resting on my thigh, squeezing and rubbing.

I could feel the orgasm building and tried to push it aside, enjoying the pleasure of the moment.

"Mmm, ahhh. Fuck, yess." I groaned.

Her head began to bob up and down faster, her lips sliding over my cock and her hand moving to the base and squeezing lightly and rubbing, her hand moving in time with her head, her mouth and hand in unison seeking to release my orgasm.

"Jenny... Jenny, I'm about to cum. Where should I cum?" I didn't want to assume or surprise her, knowing that it could be a bit awkward or embarrassing to have an unannounced climax on her face or in her mouth.

Her head stopped, the motion of her hand and tongue continuing.

She looked up at me and smiled, her lips parting and releasing my cock.

"Cum wherever you'd like. I'm all yours." She murmured as she took hold of the base of my penis with her hand, her tongue darting out and licking and teasing the tip.

"I want to cum on your face. I've always wanted to cum on your face!" I grunted.

"Yes, Sir. Come on baby, spray your cum on my face, make me yours. Show me who owns me." Jenny whispered seductively, her eyes locked onto mine, her hand pumping and stroking, her tongue teasing.

"I'm going to come. Fuck! Get ready!" I exclaimed, trying to hold back the orgasm.

Jenny's hand and tongue paused and her face moved away slightly, her lips and eyes locked on my cock and waiting. She opened her mouth and rolled her eyes back open and wide like a classic ahegao character.

"Do it, baby, give me your cum. Do it. Make me yours. Mark me with your hot sticky semen. Do it, NOW!" She said loudly, her hand and tongue beginning to move quickly once more.

The sight and words were all I could handle, the orgasm came and my cock swelled, spasmed and spat the first long thick copious rope of sperm out onto her.

"Fuuuck!" I cried out and groaned.

The first shot of cum hit Jenny's lips and cheek with a splat like thick noise, the second her forehead, and the third and fourth her chin.

Her hand slowed and milked and squeezed and her tongue reached out and licked the end of the tip,

"Oh! Wow! That's a lot of semen! Thank you sir..." Jenny said and smiled as she knelt forward and sucked the rest of my milky climax directly out of my slowly softening member like a thick milkshake through a small straw, her cheeks hollowed out with the power of her sucking causing me to groan and moan.

"Good girl... such a good girl..." I praised her and stroked her hair and admired the view of my forever crush coated in my orgasm for the first time.

"What a great way to begin the night." I whispered, pulling her up and taking her in my arms and kissing her sharing the sticky white deposit with her in a long deep kiss.

"Mmm, thank you sir. It was amazing." She replied softly, kissing my neck and resting her head on my shoulder.

I pulled her tight and kissed her shoulder.

"I'm glad you're here."

"Me too. Thank you."

"Would you like to join me for the night in my bedroom or have some space to yourself for the night?" I asked as we caught our breath and cuddled both topless and my jeans still around my knees sitting on the couch.

"I'd like to stay with you. If that's alright." She said, her hand caressing and running along my thigh and my hip.

"It would be wonderful to have you stay. You're beautiful and sexy and a pleasure to have." I told her, giving her another soft kiss taking her by the hand we stood from the couch, leaving our shirts crumpled on the floor, and walked hand in hand toward the master bedroom.

"Do you need to freshen up before bed or are you ready?" I asked as I slid my pants, silky boxer briefs and sox off and took a seat on my usual side of the bed closest to the door.

Jenny followed me in and walked to the end of the bed and took a seat, facing away. "No, I'm all good. Just let me take my pants and this bra off and we can call it a night."

"Let me help you." I offered and stood, walking behind her and first unclasping her pink lacy cupless bra, then unbuttoning her jeans and slowly pulling the zipper down and peeling them off her legs.

As I slid her jeans over her feet and ankles and down her calves, her legs parted and I noticed the wet stain on her pink lacy panties and the dark spot on her jeans from where she had climaxed when I was teasing her nipples earlier.

I smiled to myself and pulled the jeans free, standing up and laying them neatly on the chase lounge near foot of the bed.

Jenny scooted backward onto the bed and sat cross legged waiting for me.

I crawled up onto the bed and sat next to her, kissing her lips and running my hands over her chest and breasts.

"So beautiful." I whispered as my hand gently caressed and squeezed and massaged her small breast and reclined into the soft pillow like mattress guiding her back to spoon with me as I allowed my hands to continue to explore her athletically fit body. Feeling the lateness of the day I pulled the covers over us and pulled her tight to me allowing the semi rigid length of my penis to nestle against the smooth cleavage between the cheeks of her bottom.

Jenny squirmed slightly beside me pressing back into my manhood to feel it rest against her butt and slowly stroked my hip as she reached back and we both began to drift off to sleep.

We were both content on relaxing against one another and feeling the warmth of one another as our love began to rekindle itself further.