Chapter 10
Months passed
and it was November 9th—Tony’s birthday. I planned to skip classes
that day to spend it with Tony. I woke up as early as I could and snuck into
Tony’s flat. He had given me a copy of the keys to his front door and said
I could come over anytime. I went into his bedroom where I could hear him softly
snoring. I crawled into the bed and put my arm around him. He didn’t wake
up or anything, until I gave him a little kiss on the tip of his nose. He smiled
before opening his eyes.
“Morning, dahling,” I said
in the best English accent I could do. He chuckled and put his arm around me.
“Morning, luv. What brings you
here?”
“Well I came to kidnap you for
your birthday. So get up and get ready so I can blindfold
you.”
“Ooh! Blindfolds! Do I get
handcuffed to the bed?”
“Not yet. Now get
up!”
“You’re so cute,
luv!”
We kissed and
he hopped out of bed—naked. Oh how I wanted to be covered by that—no
wait. Save it for tonight! I stood by the bathroom door waiting for him to get
out. When the door opened, I quickly came up behind him and put the blindfold
over his eyes. I led him outside and helped him get into Theresa’s car,
which she let me borrow.
“Wait. I’m in the passenger
seat. Who’s driving? It can’t be you, luv! You don’t have a
license for this country! If you get caught--” he said as I sat in the
driver’s seat.
“Well that’s a risk
we’re gonna have to take now isn’t it?”
I’ve
driven illegally before, so I knew what it felt like. I drove around until I
found a nice open field to have a picnic in. I got out and took the picnic
basket out from the back seat. I went around to help Tony out of the car. He
pointed his nose up to the sky.
“Smells fresh out here. And I can
feel the sunlight. Did you plan a picnic?”
Great, he knows
already!
“Yes I did, Tony. Might as well
take off the blindfold.”
He took it off
and quickly put his arms around me and started rocking back and forth.
“What are you doing?” I
asked as I put down the basket and held onto his arms.
“I just wanna hold you.”
Aww how sweet!
“Okay let’s go
eat!”
He picked up
the basket, grabbed my right hand, and we walked through the grassy field
holding hands. We found a nice shady spot and set up our picnic.
When we were
done eating, Tony was sitting behind me and giving me a nice back massage. I
insisted on giving him one first since it was his birthday, but he wanted to do
my back first. Mmm and it was just what I needed. His big strong hands squeezing
and rubbing into my back and shoulders. I closed my eyes and enjoyed it deeply.
“How is it?” he asked as he
began rubbing my neck. I responded with a loud moan. Tony made me feel good in
so many ways…
He came up
closer behind me and started planting little soft kisses on my neck. I then put
my hand on his head and felt through his soft hair. I had a feeling he wanted me
right here and right now, but I was hoping we would hold off from having sex
until later. Luckily, all that Tony wanted to do was make out on the picnic
blanket.
For the
rest of the day we hung out together around Scotland, went dancing, and ate
dinner at an Italian restaurant. When we got home at 8 o’clock, I had
planned for us to watch a movie before going to bed. The movie I chose was
“Peter’s Friends.”
“You don’t mind, do
you?” I asked as I came out of the bathroom wearing my pajamas. Tony
stripped down to his boxers and went under the covers.
“Nah, it’s alright.
It’s been a while since I’ve seen this actually.”
I put the
video in the VCR, turned off all the lights, and joined Tony in my bed. I
started giggling when Tony’s first scene came on.
“What is it?”
“Oh. It’s just funny to me
somehow. You’re whole character actually. You were just a horny little
bastard, weren’t you?”
“Is there a problem with
that?”
“Actually, no. I bet you had fun
playing that role didn’t you?”
“I sure did. I wish I could do
that again.”
“Are you hinting at
something?”
Of course he
was, and I wish he would do it again, but this time with me. I climbed on top of
him.
“Well, dahling. This is your
chance to be that horny little bastard again.”
We both
started laughing and he began unbuttoning my shirt. When that was done he took
it off me and threw it on the floor. We flipped over on the bed so that he ended
up on top of me. The foreplay was obviously unnecessary and we went straight for
the intercourse.
The rest of
the evening was spent being hot and sweaty and all over each other. Our record
was 3 hours straight of doing just about anything sexual to each other. Of
course there would be little breaks in between. But on this night we kept at it
for 4 and a half hours. I don’t know where Tony got his energy! I think he
knew what we were going to do tonight and he’s been resting up for this
moment. It was around midnight when we finally decided to give it a rest.
“Jen, luv, I love you so
much,” Tony said as he was trying to regain his normal breathing rhythm.
“I love you too, dahling. Happy
Birthday!” I said and rested my head on his chest.
“It sure was!” he said as
he kissed my forehead.