Beautiful Fall Day - Part Three

I've scheduled this ahead of time.  God willing and the creek didn't rise, we should be arriving in the Phoenix area today to begin the next chapter in our lives.  


This is the third installment of this story.  If you want to read from the beginning, click here

Part Three.

At that moment, he wasn’t sure if it was longing or loathing but he’d find out soon enough.

 She opened her mouth to speak, but the server took that moment to deliver their drinks.

“To us,” Blake said as he picked up his glass.  He only hoped when she picked up the bellini it wasn’t to throw it in his face.  If she did, he really would take her over his knee, he felt a tightening of his pants as the thought flared in his mind.   He watched her think about it for a moment before she clinked her glass against his.  “To us,” she said.

She downed her drink and immediately ordered another.  “So Amber, are you going to order off the menu or try the buffet?” he asked.

“I’ll take your suggestion about the buffet.”

“I think you made the right choice,”  he told her grinning.

“I think so too. Shall we begin?

Neither one of them were talking about the choice of buffet versus menu.

He winked at her and came around to hold out the chair.  “After you.”  He walked behind her looking at her ass kissed by the silk of her slacks and wishing it was his hands not his eyes roaming over that silky smoothness.  ‘Knock it off man unless you want to make a spectacle of yourself right here and now,’ he said to himself as he felt his pants tighten yet again.

Their conversation was like a thrust and parry sparring match.  Her tongue always sharp, surprisingly was not impaired by the many bellinis she drank.  He couldn’t remember the last time he had enjoyed a date quite so much. As they stood to wait for the valet to bring the car, he realized he had spent the better part of two days with Amber.  He had yet to so much as give her a peck on the cheek.  That had never happened before.  ‘Am I too much of a gentleman to take advantage of someone who had one too many bellinis. Will I have to wait for another date before I can taste those lips and nip at that sharp tongue?’

These were the thoughts going through his head as he watched her trying very hard to maintain her ‘ladylike’ stance. “I’ll see how it goes.’

On the way home, Amber fell asleep.  ‘Another first.’ Blake thought to himself.  When he pulled up in front of her apartment,  he gently touched her shoulder, and she woke with a start. 

“Wow, I fell asleep.  I am so embarrassed.”

“Don’t be.  The fact that you were able to do so tells me you feel comfortable with me. I think that’s a good thing.”

“I’ve never done that before.”

“Trust me, it’s never happened to me before either.”

“Oh yes, by all means make me feel even worse.”

“I didn’t mean it like that.  It’s definitely a lesson in humility, though.”

“Good then, you could use a few lessons.”

“Oh, she’s fully awake now and back to the snarky tongue.”  She laughed, and he couldn’t help but laugh with her.

“So, shall we do this again and maybe you could stay awake through the whole date?”

“Is this date over?”

“It doesn’t have to be, but it’s up to you.  You’re the one fell asleep. I’m not sure my ego could take you falling asleep again.”

“Trust me when I say, if I fall asleep while doing what’s going through my mind, you need more than lessons in humility.”

“You are such a brat.  In addition to a spanking, I think you need your mouth washed out with soap.”

“Don’t even go there buster.”   He threw back his head and roared with laughter.

He followed her into her place and noted how tastefully she had it decorated.  It wasn’t the usual frilly girls stuff.  A man could live here and not be overwhelmed by the femininity.  The muted taupe colors of the walls, the leather furniture, hardwood floors were interspersed with splashes of color in pillows, wall hangings and colorful rugs on the floor, giving it a very homey look and feel.

She kicked off her shoes as soon as she walked in and invited him to do the same.

“Do you want something to drink?”

“Sure, what do you have?”

“Over there,” she pointed to a breakfront.  “Open it and pick something.”

He was surprised to find an array of various liquors and cordials.  He grabbed a snifter and poured himself a brandy.  “Do you want anything?”

“No, I think I’ve had my quota for the day, don’t you?”

“And here, I was hoping  I could have my way with you while you were drunk.”

“Not happening.  If I thought that, I would never have invited you up.”

“Well, that’s something, anyway.”

He settled himself onto the couch, and when she came out to join him, she was wearing a short robe, tied at the waist and what looked like a pair of boy shorts.  She sat down next to him, and she began rubbing her hand up and down the length of his thigh. 

“If you’re not prepared to take this further, may I suggest you refrain.”

“Oh, I plan on taking this further, that is, if you’re interested?”

He slouched further down on the couch, straightening his long legs.  She undid his belt and unbuttoned his pants, sliding down the zipper and teasing his cock along the way.

“Whoa,” he told her.  “Slow down.”

She stood up, put her hands on her hips.  “Are you going to be directing this too?”

“Get over here, you. “ He yanked her arm and brought her down across his lap. “I’ll show you direction.”  He pushed up her short robe, and his hand glided over the silky shorts, covering that beautiful derriere.  He rubbed circles on her buttocks and up her back. Her skin was as silky as the fabric that covered her bottom. Her breathing slowed, he heard her sigh as she relaxed and gave in to his tender touch.  Keeping one hand rubbing her back, his other hand delivered a light tap to her bottom, followed by rubbing. He felt a slight upward movement, and he slapped her butt again, a little harder this time.  This time, she definitely arched her body to meet his hand.

“You like that?”  he asked in a voice as soft as velvet.

“hmmm.”  Moving his hand downward, she parted her thighs slightly, and he was able to feel the moisture that had pooled there.  He spanked her again, first the right cheek and then the left.

“More,” She told him.  He slid down her panties and gloried in the sight of a pinked perfect heart-shaped ass.

“Are you sure?”

“hmm,”  So he obliged, slapping each rounded cheek,  increasing the tempo and firmness as smack after smack landed on that reddening flesh. He felt her hand searching for him and he adjusted accordingly allowing her to reach the object she sought. 

She squeezed a little too hard causing discomfort, so he moved slightly and adjusted himself.  She did it again, and he slapped her bottom hard.  “Is this what you’re hoping for, sweetheart?”

As his one hand continued punishing her bottom, his other hand was busy fondling her labia. Fingers delved into her moistness as his thumb strummed her mons.  Her breathing became brasher, and her body was moving to the rhythm of his fingers.  He stopped spanking only to have her tell him she wanted more.  The harder he spanked the more she wriggled until her body began to tense, and he sensed she was close to orgasm.  He removed his hand from between her legs and just spanked until he felt her body let go.  Wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure swept through her body.

She lay across his lap until her breathing slowed, and he gently set he down next to him.

“Can we have our first kiss now?” he asked as his lips sought hers.  He nibbled and sucked and teased until his tongue plundered her mouth. She returned his fervor.


Blake and Amber continue their antics next week.  Don't forget to stop by.  See you later for more Aimless Ramblings.