Part Four
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As soon as they got through the door of her apartment, they fell into each others arms laughing. "I've never been in one of those
places!" he confessed. "You sure picked out some interesting items, for a virgin!" she snickered, as she tossed the bag on the table.
"I just hope we get to try all of them out!" He removed his jacket and draped it over one of the chairs. Taking hers from her shoulders,
he placed it over top his. He turned her to face him and planted kisses along her jaw line and in the hollow of her neck. She sighed
deeply and gently pushed him away. "What's wrong?" He looked at her confused, she wanted this. He was sure she did. She sat in
the chair and gestured for him to sit too. "Are you sure you want to do this? I mean, I'm old, I'm flabby, you can do so much better."
He left his chair and kneeled in front of her. "You look perfect to me. Why would I want to look for someone else?" "You really know
how to make a lady feel good!" She dabbed at her eyes. He was making her feel so special, so wanted. "You know, I should be asking
you the same question. I'm no prize." She stared at him in amazement. "You're gorgeous!" He stood and turned before her. "I'm
chubby." She hooked her fingers through his belt loops and pulled him down to her again. "No, you're not." "Yes, I am." She held his face in her hands and showered his cheeks with soft kisses. "You look wonderful. I'm the chubby one." "And I think you look wonderful, so let's just say we are both misfits and forget about it, alright?" He pulled her towards him and snaked his tongue into her mouth. "You present a powerful argument, mister." He pushed her knees apart and pushed himself closer to her. His chest was rubbing against her center and she could feel herself getting moist. His large hands roamed over her body as he kissed her all over. He pushed her sweater up and over her head. Her back arched as she felt his tongue swirl around and then plunge into her belly button. Her fingers entwined in his hair and pulled him closer to her. His tongue began a lazy journey up to her breasts. His long slim fingers traced a path along her back that made her shiver. He found the clasp for her bra and released it. Slowly, he slipped the straps off her shoulders and down her arms, finally removing the garment and tossing it aside. He savored the sight of her for a moment before beginning to tease one of her breasts. "Oh God Nick!" she moaned and dropped her head back against the chair. With one hand he stroked her breast as he kissed and suckled at the nipple. She couldn't believe the sensations he was making her feel. This was so incredible. When he switched and took his mouth away, from one side to the other, she moaned and took her own fingers to the neglected nipple. His fingers were making their way south, roaming over her belt buckle, undoing it slowly and pulling it out of the loops, one by one. All the while, he continued his sweet torture to her nipples, kissing, sucking, tenderly biting, causing her to groan with untold pleasure. He grinned wickedly at the sounds coming from her. All of a sudden he stopped and she lifted her head, eyes confused and glazed with desire. "More Nick, don't stop. Please!" she begged. He dipped his head to her waist. He had already unfastened the button on her jeans and now he grasped the zipper pull firmly in his teeth. She couldn't believe what he was doing! She wanted to close her eyes and revel in the sensations, but she watched him, curious for his next move. He tugged the zipper down and nosed the material aside, so that her panties were in view. Tenderly, he pulled them, and the jeans, down in one smooth motion, until they were pooled around her ankles. She kicked them aside and waited eagerly for his next move. He still knelt before her, a wide smile on his face. "I think we need to move this to the bedroom." He picked her up and held her in his arms. "I think we have to get our goodie bag." She pointed to the kitchen. "We're gonna need it!"
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