Making Sure Scott Doesn’t Forget About Me

I stared at myself in the mirrored elevator wall as I rose to the ninth floor and Scott’s condo. I don’t usually look at myself and say “Damn, I look hot…but I did that night.” I spent way too long on my hair and makeup, but that wasn’t it.

I always wear something sexy when I go out with Scott, but tonight I was wearing something that was more slutty. It was my favorite white dress that didn’t leave much to the imagination. This was my made you look dress because it was too low cut and showed off too much cleavage, then too short and too tight in the back. This was more something that I would wear on a night out with the girls and attract attention from the guys. This was a dress I wore out when I wanted to find someone to take me and have them fuck my brain out, but tonight I was hoping for a different effect. I was hoping to leave a memorable impression on Scott.

I’ll admit, I was a little insecure, I was worried that he would forget about me while he was gone for the next thirty days. I was worried that he would find someone else and never come back. But, I was willing to do whatever it took to make sure that he didn’t forget about me.

Scott opened the door and his eyes raced up and down me. “You look hot.”

“That’s what I hoped you would say.”

He pulled me into his arms and kissed me. It wasn’t just a kiss, it was full of lust and passion. He pinned me against the way and pressed his body against mine. Our lips wrestled and I closed my eyes, enjoying the moment.

But when his hands started to slide up my legs and into my dress, I ended the moment. I pulled my dress back down and said, “I’m glad that you like this outfit, but not yet. Dinner first. I’m hungry or maybe it’s just that I want to tease you.”

“I think we have time for a quickie, our reservations aren’t until eight.” He said as he put his hands back on me.

“Not yet.” I said as I peeled them right back off. “If you wait, I’ll make sure it’s worth your wait. I’ll make sure it’s a night you don’t forget for a very long time.”

He looked at me, but didn’t say a word.

“Trust me, I’m not the kind of girl that will just tease and make you suffer. I’ll make it worth it.”

He bit his lips for a couple of seconds, then said “Fine.”

I don’t think he understood how my teasing him, was teasing myself. All through the drive to restaurant, the wait at the crowded bar when he was pressed up against me, the slow service as we waited for our food, the sexual pressure was building up inside of me too. The wait was killing me, I wanted to disappear into the bathroom, have him fuck my brains out real quick in a stall and make it back before our food was served.

Somehow we made it through dinner, but as soon as the check was paid, Scott raced out the door. “I want to fuck you so bad.” He whispered in my ear as we waited for the valet to bring us Scott’s car.

“I was thinking, it’s early. Maybe we should go to the movies. There’s two movies that came out this week that I really want to see.”

The cocky smile on Scott’s face turned into a frown.

“Or maybe we could go to that jazz club you told me about on our first date.” I paused then leaned in so that only he could hear me. “Or we go back to your place. I fucking want you deep inside of me.”

And with almost perfect timing, the valet pulled up with Scott’s car.

I waited until we pulled out of the parking lot, then reached over and felt his between his legs. I felt the soft fabric of his pants and his soft cock. I rubbed it just enough to make him start to grow hard.

When his hand wasn’t shifting gears, it found it’s way to my leg. He ventured from my knee, to my thing, to underneath my dress. He slid his fingers under the fabric of my thong and felt my soft, wet lips. “I imagined you at dinner, not wearing any panties.”

“This dress was a little bit too short to wear nothing.”

“I think that was part of the fantasy that I liked.”

My hands made it into his pants and I made sure he was rock hard by the time he pulled into the parking garage.

Our passion was boiling over by the time we made it into the elevator. He pinned me up against the glass wall, attacking me with his kisses. He pushed his hard cock against my stomach, his hands violating my chest. My hands found their way back to the cock that I had stroked the most of the drive home. Luckily, there was no one waiting for the elevator when the doors opened.

We stumbled down the hall, into his apartment and went straight for the bedroom. He pushed me on to the bed and crawled between my legs. He pushed up my dress and pulled down the sheer nylon piece of white fabric called my thong.

“I want to taste you. I want to make your squirm with my tongue.” He said, making me melt.

He pushed my legs apart, then pushed his face between my legs. He dipped his tongue into my pussy and made breath loudly. He found my clit and made me moan.

I closed my eyes as his tongue and fingers worked me.

It didn’t take long, he knew exactly what he was doing and didn’t hold back anything. I tried to control my moaning, but each time his tongue touched my clit, I got louder. I gripped the pillow and practically tore it apart as his tongue drove me well across the edge.

But he wasn’t done. My orgasm wasn’t over with and he was already fighting with the knot behind my neck that held up my dress. I helped him with it and together we peeled off my dress. He stripped naked as I took off my strapless bra.

His rock hard cock was pointing at me and I reached out and stroked it. “That’s what I really need.” I said as I guided him on top of me.

He looked up and down me again. “You’re so fucking hot.”

I guided his cock and he pushed himself into me. He pushed deep inside of me and I let out another loud moan.

His thrusts were gently at first and we kissed and licked. However, when his pace picked up, I couldn’t do anything but hold on.

We rolled around his bed, taking turns on top. I bounced up and down on his cock as hard as I could go, looking down at the look of pleasure on his face.

It seemed like he could last all night until his thrusts lost control. There was no holding him back. “Oh Amy!”

“Yes, baby, yes.”

His thrusts were harder, deeper and suddenly he pulled out. He stroked his cock and in slow motion cum flowed out of his cock.

“Cover me with your cum.” I said as cum jumped out of his cock and coated my neck. It shot all over my chest and tits. It dripped on to my stomach and the last little bit between my legs.

“I love that look.” He said as he looked down on me, his cock in his hand.

“Me too.”

It wasn’t early anymore and if it wasn’t our last night together for who knows how long, we may have climbed back into bed and went back to sleep. Instead, I ended up in his arms, stroking his cock as we kissed.

“Any word on if you can get time off from work and come visit me?” Scott asked.

“Yes and no. The restaurant said it’s no problem. Still waiting to hear back from the day job.”

“I don’t know if I can go a month without seeing you. Without fucking you.” The way he said it, let me know that I didn’t have any reason why I had to be insecure. We may not be in a monogamous relationship, but when he got back, he wouldn’t wait to invite me between his sheets again.

“I want to do something. Something that we haven’t done before.”

“What’s that?” The sexy grin came back across his face.

“I want to feel you inside of my ass.”

He answer with a lustful kiss and the cupping of my ass. “You are a very naughty girl.”

“For you, I am.”

A few minutes later, we were both ready to do more than kiss. I was on my hands and knees, he was positioned behind me.

“You have such a sexy ass. I can’t believe you want me to fuck it.” He said as he rubbed the head of his cock against my asshole.

“I can’t wait to feel you inside of me.”

He pushed my ass cheeks apart and pushed his head against my ass. I didn’t have any lube, but he was gentle and took his time pushing his cock inside of me. At first, it was just the tip. Then he pushed more, ever so slowly until his entire cock was inside of my ass.

“You’re so tight.”

“You feel so fucking good inside of my ass.

“It’s the tightest ass that I’ve ever felt. It feels so fucking incredible.” He said as he started to softly slide his cock inside of my ass.

“Yes, baby.”

It was a tight fit, but the gentle fucking felt amazing. I reached back with one hand and found my clit. In less than a minute, the dual pleasure of my fingers rubbing my clit and his cock sliding through my asshole was enough to give me another powerful orgasm.

When my orgasm faded away, he sped up. He wasn’t gently fucking my ass anymore. He was fucking my ass as hard as he could. He fucked me harder, faster. All I could hear was the sound of his body impacting with my ass, a loud slapping sound each time he thrust into me.

There was no long build up this time, just few, slow, but very hard thrusts. Then he stopped deep inside of me and unloaded his hot cum into my ass. I closed my eyes and felt his cock throbbing inside of me, the liquid filling me.

“I don’t know if I can go thirty days without this again.” I said as he carefully slid his cock out of me.

“Me neither. I hope you can get the time off.

I still don’t know if I can get the time off, but my fingers are crossed. I don’t think either of us could go that long right now without getting more of each other.