A Trip in the Fall Pt. 04

"Nope, it can wait." She leaned over and kissed Brandon softly.

As his hand came to rest on her thigh, just above her knee, they were interrupted by the hostess telling them their table was ready. They followed her towards the back of the restaurant. Sarah took her jacket off, handing it to Brandon as she slid into the booth. Brandon tossed her jacket into the booth, shed his own, then slid into the booth himself.

Shortly after sitting, their waitress came and introduced herself taking their orders. The next hour seemed to fly by as they chatted and ate. Brandon spent most of the meal laughing as Sarah savored every bite of her meal, sharing stories with Brandon about the different trips they had made to Biloxi growing up for different things. A couple of times during the meal, Sarah's watch would buzz, she'd glance at it for a moment, then turn her focus back to Brandon.

After Brandon paid the bill, they stood and made their way back towards the entrance when Sarah's watch buzzed again, this time with a call, not a text. Looking at it, she rolled her eyes, "Morgan again."

Brandon laughed, "She's being pretty damn persistent tonight, maybe you should answer."

Sarah rolled her eyes again, "I will when we get outside, I think taking calls in a restaurant is so tacky." Brandon laughed, holding the door open as Sarah pulled her phone from her purse. Finding it, she swiped then placed the phone to her ear, "Morgan, this better be important, Brandon and I are just wrapping up dinner and I have bad things to do to him tonight.

Brandon's eyes got big, eliciting a grin from Sarah. As they neared the truck, Sarah stopped suddenly, "Morgan slow down, say that again."

Brandon looked at Sarah concerned, "Everything okay?"

Sarah just quickly held out her hand with a finger up, and before Brandon could really react, she let out a scream.

*Chapter 8*

"Sarah, what's wrong?!"

"Oh my god, oh my god, I can believe this."

Brandon rushed to Sarah and put his hands on her shoulders, noticing the tears on her face, "Baby, what's wrong?" He tried to take the phone to say something to Morgan, Sarah pulled away and smiled walked towards the truck, leaving Brandon confused.

Sarah continued her conversation with Morgan then hung up the phone. "Get in the truck and I'll explain everything."

Brandon opened Sarah's door, before she climbed in kissing him passionately and then climbing in. Brandon shut her door, then walked around to his side, shutting the door, then starting the truck and finally saying, "What in the world is going on?"

Sarah stopped texting and looked at Brandon, smiled and exclaimed, "We're going to perform with Dolly Parton!!!!!"

"Like the Dolly Parton?"

"Yes silly, the Dolly Parton. They are doing a mashup of her hits at the ACMs to celebrate getting inducted into the Rock n' Roll Hall of Fame and we are going to sing 9 to 5 with her!"

"That's awesome baby!!!!" They hugged across the console of the truck and then shared a brief kiss.

Sarah let go first, "Oh my god, I have to tell my parents!!!" Brandon laughed and put the truck in gear, backing out of the spot as Sarah called her parents. The 20-minute drive back to Brandon's apartment was quiet except for Sarah calling different people and telling them the news.

Brandon couldn't help but smile, he had seen Sarah excited before, but knowing that she was going to be singing with one of her idols brought out an entire new level of happiness and excitement in her. As they finally pulled back into his apartment, Sarah hung up her phone and smiled at him. He smiled back "I'm stoked for you; this will be awesome to see."

"I can't wait!!! People have always said that she is so sweet, and I can't wait to meet her. I got books from her Imagination Library program when I was a kid, and it caused me to love reading, I've always wanted to thank her for that!"

"I did too! You'll have to thank her for me too."

Sarah laughed, "You can thank her yourself; we will do a rehearsal and sound check on Saturday afternoon after you get in. You can come and watch then thank her."

"Really? I wouldn't be intruding?"

"Nope, these types of things are family affairs a lot of times." Brandon smiled and Sarah looked at her phone, turning it off. "Now, enough about this. It's Valentine's Day, I'm with you and we are going to celebrate. How about we head inside...unless you want me right here?"

Brandon laughed, "While that is hot, it's too cold."

Speaking softly and seductively, Sarah reached under her dress and lifted her ass, slipping a dark pink thong down her legs, "Yes, but the truck is warm, and I can just slip my dress up a bit to give you access. A little like this." Sarah shimmied her hips and allowed her dress to ride up.

Brandon could feel his cock hardening but grabbed her dress hem just before he got a glimpse of her pussy, "You're right we could, but you are not quiet, which I love, so this doesn't work."

A sly grin appeared on Sarah's face, "You're right, let's go."

They both hurriedly exited the truck, practically running to the door. Brandon opened it and shoved Sarah inside. Shutting the door behind them, they both shed their coats, Brandon kicked his shoes off and Sarah unzipped her boots, leaving them with Brandon's shoes before turning and moving towards the steps.

Sarah jogged up the steps with Brandon close on her heels, giving her a gentle slap on her ass, causing her to giggle. As they crested the steps, Brandon grabbed Sarah, spinning her around and taking her in his arms, kissing her passionately. They stood at the top of the step making out, allowing their hands to wander over each other's bodies, causing moans to escape between kisses with each touch or squeeze.

Brandon pulled away, moving his lips to her neck and jaw, kissing, and nibbling as he made his way to her ear. Sarah tilted her head back and with a soft moan, allowed Brandon more access. Brandon began to move down her neck to her exposed collarbone, trailing soft but passionate kisses along her skin. Between moans Sarah said, "Couch?"

"Mmhmm," said Brandon with only a slight pause in his kissing.

They moved as one to the couch where Sarah pushed Brandon away, "Sit."

Brandon sat on the couch and watched as Sarah pulled her socks off, then undid the buckle of the belt, dropping it on the floor with her socks. With no belt, the dress was slightly looser, "There, now I can move a little better."

Brandon simply nodded, causing Sarah to grin, step towards him, then placing her legs on either side of him, knelt until she was in his lap. Brandon smiled, "Why hello."

"Hey to you too, now where were we?"

Brandon wrapped his arms around her and resumed his kisses on her jaw, the nibbles on her ear, before moving back to her collarbone and working his way to the exposed skin at the base of her neck. With her on his lap, Brandon could kiss to the edge of her dress held together by the buttons, which he greedily took advantage of. As he neared the button, Sarah groaned and ground herself into Brandon. Teasing her a bit, he worked back up the other side of her neckline before kissing her lips.

After allowing their lips and tongues to play for a moment, Brandon began to fumble with the three large buttons on the dress, causing Sarah to pull away for a moment, "Let me."

Brandon leaned back so he was resting against the couch back and Sarah began to unbutton the buttons of her dress. As she got the second one undone, Brandon could see a bra that matched the panties that were either still in his truck or on the floor downstairs. As the final button was undone, Sarah's toned midriff came into view. With a smile, Sarah pulled on the now open dress, allowing it to slip off her shoulders and with a quick pull of her arms, the dress pooled at her waist. "Better?"

"Almost, lose the bra."

Sarah bit her lip, reached behind her back and unclasped the 2 hooks, then with a shrug of her shoulders allowed her bra to slip to the ends of her arms where she slipped it off and added it to the pile of clothes that was steadily growing on the floor. "Better?"

"Much." Brandon sat up and began to kiss all of the newly exposed skin that he could reach. As he kissed Sarah's chest and breast, he was careful to avoid her nipples. The attention was causing Sarah to moan and grind herself into Brandon. This went on for another minute or so and Sarah began to run her hands along Brandon's chest, trying to get at the buttons of his shirt. Just as she got the first one undone, Brandon sucked her nipple into his mouth, causing her to lose focus on his shirt as she threw her head back and let out a long moan.

"Stop, you're overdressed."

Brandon allowed her nipple to slip from his mouth, "Huh? I'm a bit distracted."

Sarah shoved him back and leaned forward, undoing the buttons on his shirt the rest of the way as his hands roamed over her ass, giving it gentle squeezes. As the last button came undone, she pushed it off his shoulders, exposing his bare chest. It was now Sarah's turn to kiss newly exposed skin, but instead of just kissing what she could reach, she slowly trailed her kisses down his body until she was on her knees in front of him, fumbling with his belt and then button and zipper, before pulling his jeans and boxers down together in one pull. With his pants around his ankles, she scooted back removing them, once again adding to the pile on the floor.

"You treated me last night to great oral, now it's your turn to be treated.

Before Brandon could say anything, Sarah had taken his balls in her hand and began to softly roll them in her hand, while kissing his hard cock. After kissing it for a few moments, she kissed the soft head, opened her lips and took the head into her mouth and began to work the shaft. For the next 5 minutes, Sarah gradually increased her pace as Brandon's moans increased. She made sure to run her tongue along the underside of his cock like she knew he liked. Feeling the cock between her lips not only turned Brandon on but turned her on knowing that she was pleasuring him.

Brandon began to slightly thrust upwards, causing Sarah to slightly grin, knowing that she was getting Brandon so turned on, he was making involuntary motions. With the next thrust of his hips, Sarah opened her mouth and with a slight tilt of her head allowed Brandon's cock to slip deeper into her mouth and throat. As she began to salivate more, Brandon let out a deep moan that was only increased as Sarah gave his balls a slight squeeze and moved her lips back up his now wet cock. As she neared the head again, Sarah glanced up to see Brandon's head tilted back and his eyes half open.

Sarah allowed the cock to slip from her mouth, causing Brandon to look at her as she stood up, "You give great head babe."

She chuckled, "I can do more than just sing with my mouth. Now, let's see what else I can do." She stepped forward, straddled Brandon's legs, hiked her dress up around her waist, and after grasping his soaking cock with her hand, lowered herself onto him. "Oh yes," she let out as she felt Brandon's stretch and fill her completely. As she bottomed out, Brandon sat up, wrapping his arms around her, and kissing her passionately. As they continued to kiss, Sarah began to make subtle movements with her hips, finding the exact right position where his cock was sliding in and out a bit, but where her clit was grinding against his pelvis.

As Sarah continued to grind, Brandon allowed her lips to slip from his and he began to kiss the exposed skin of her neck, chest and eventually made his way to her breasts. He eagerly kissed and nibbled on then, causing Sarah to moan and increase the intensity in which she rode him. This continued for another minute or so, but came to a climatic end for Sarah the moment Brandon took her nipple into his mouth and squeezed her ass. The feeling of his lips and teeth on her sensitive nipples caused Sarah's orgasm to hit her like a train. She slammed herself down on his cock, threw her head back and let out a long moan as her pussy began contracting around Brandon, trying to coax his cum into her. The contractions lasted for at least 15 or 20 seconds as her orgasm washed over her.

As the contractions slowed, Sarah collapsed against Brandon, taking deep breaths and with a slight shiver Sarah said, "Wow, that was amazing."

Brandon kissed her neck, then said, "We aren't finished yet. Let's go upstairs."

As Sarah climbed off Brandon, she shivered again as she was left feeling empty. She staggered back a bit as she regained her equilibrium. Brandon stood up and gathered their pile of clothes and then laughed at Sarah, to which she said with a giggle, "What?"

Brandon smiled back and pointed at her dress, "Your dress stayed on, and It piled around your waist, it's kinda hot."

Sarah blushed a bit, "Well we can fix that, let's go." As she finished her statement, she shimmied her hips and with a little help from her hands, Sarah's dress joined the rest of their clothes on the floor. "Leave those, come on."

Brandon dropped the rest of the clothes and followed Sarah up the stairs and into the bedroom. Sarah jumped onto the bed, sliding up to the headboard, spread her legs and gave Brandon the "Come here" finger motion. He climbed onto the bed, crawled between her legs, lay his cock at her opening and looking into her eyes said, "Yes baby?"

Without saying anything Sarah kissed him and took his cock in her hand, pulling him gently towards her, and with a shift of his hips, sinking his cock into her waiting pussy. With slow, deliberate thrusts, Brandon began to slide in and out of Sarah, causing her to begin moaning again and Brandon to let out signs, then grunts. With slow, long, and deep thrusts Brandon made love to Sarah, dropping his body to where his lips crashed into hers, kissing her passionately.

Sarah welcomed his lips and tongue gladly, nibbling on his bottom lip between moans. She wrapped her arms around him, her nails beginning to dig into his back as his thrusts sped up. Brandon's breathing began to become more labored, as his pace continued, feeling Sarah's wetness envelop him, her nails on his bare back and then her legs wrapped around him, pulling him deeper with each thrust. He was able to maintain the movements for another 30 seconds or so when he felt his balls clench and his orgasm started. With a groan he felt his cum surge from his cock and begin filling Sarah.

Sarah relished the feeling of Brandon's thrusts and then moaned herself as she felt the familiar warmth begin to fill her, causing her to orgasm herself. Brandon maintained subtle thrusts as Sarah's pussy contracted around him; together they deposited every bit of Brandon's cum into Sarah's waiting body.

As their orgasms subsided, Brandon lay on Sarah's and they spent the next couple of minutes softly kissing and cuddling, their sweaty bodies sticking to each other. As Brandon's cock began to soften, he rolled off Sarah, but pulled her close to rest her head on his chest. "I love you."

Looking up at him and smiling, then reaching down to pull the blankets up onto them, "I love you too."

They lay in silence for a few moments when Sarah finally spoke, "Holy shit, I'm going to sing with Dolly Parton."

Brandon laughed, "Yes you are, how will it work out?"

"Morgan said we would talk on Monday, but I figured it will involve us singing a verse, her singing a verse then the chorus together."

Brandon nodded, "That makes sense. I need to get a tux rented."

"You don't need to worry about a tie, and you can just get some nice jeans and boots and top it with a dress shirt and a jacket."

"What about cowboy hat?"

Sarah lifted her head and laughed, "Ummmm, I don't think so, just get a haircut."

Feigning insult, "Oh come on, I could look like a young George Strait."

Sarah laughed again and turned the light off "Babe, you're hot, but you're no King George."

Brandon couldn't help but laugh this time, "You're right, but I could try."

Leaving her head on his chest, Sarah smiled, "You're just fine the way you are, goodnight baby."

*Chapter 9-Sunday*

Brandon awoke first, finding that Sarah had rolled over in the night and was now sprawled on the other side of the bed. Brandon chuckled, then climbed out of bed as quietly and softly as he could. Glancing back, he saw that his movement hadn't disturbed Sarah who was breathing softly without moving. He quickly hopped in the shower, put on a pair of sweats and a t-shirt, and exited the bathroom to find Sarah still in the same place. He headed downstairs, turned on the coffee pot, then shifted to the living room where he turned the TV on for some background noise.

Pulling out the cast iron skillet he had since he learned to cook in Boy Scouts, he scooped a glob of bacon grease in and let it melt before dumping in a pound of bacon. As the bacon began to sizzle, Brandon poured himself a cup of coffee and leaned back against the counter, absentmindedly watching the score updates from the previous night's basketball games as he sipped the coffee, his mind began to wander, "Waking up next to Sarah is nice. Spending all this time together is nice. Moving in together is going to be just fine. I wonder if she has thought about marriage."

With the last thought, he choked on his coffee. Coughing and then wiping his mouth, his thoughts flooded back, "Holy shit, that's a new one. She talks about the future all the time; I assume she wants to get married. Maybe that is something we should talk about as we get closer to moving in together. God you're a fucking loon Brandon." His thoughts were interrupted as he heard the creak of the stairs, and he looked over his shoulder to see Sarah's bare legs appearing on the bottom few steps.

He reached into the cabinet and grabbed a mug, pouring Sarah a cup of coffee and dumping a splash of creamer in it as she walked into the kitchen. "Good morning baby."

"Morning to you too," Brandon responded as he turned to hand her the mug. When he got turned around, he about dropped the mug though, standing in front of him was Sarah wearing nothing that he could see but his dress shirt from the night before. She had rolled the sleeves up, the top 3 buttons were undone, and the shirt fell to her mid-thigh all around. He stumbled over his words, but eventually got out, "Wow, you look SO much better in that than I do."

Sarah grinned and took a sip of her coffee then said, "It's kinda cliche, but it looked comfy, and I didn't want to look for anything else to wear."

"Well, you look stunning. Now sit and I'll make the eggs and we can eat."

Brandon filled their plates and carried them over to the small table where Sarah was sitting, reading something on her phone. As Brandon set the plate down, Sarah took a big sniff and hummed, "Yummmm."

Brandon laughed, "You haven't tasted it yet, now dig in."

They spent the next 20 minutes eating breakfast and getting the day squared away. Sarah had to be at the airport at noon for her 1:30 flight, giving them about 4 hours before they had to leave. Once the day was figured out, the conversation shifted to the ACM trip in a few weeks and then onto the house and everything that revolved around the move and Sarah closing. As they finished eating, Sarah stood and picked up their plates heading towards the kitchen.

Brandon tried to stop her, "I can do the dishes, you did them the other night."

"Nope, you cooked, I'll clean."

"Come on, let me do it, you're my guest."

Sarah scoffed, "Guest? We are going to be living together in 4 months, no more of that shit."

Brandon smiled, "How about we do it together? I'll wash, you dry?"

"That I can deal with."

They made their way back into the kitchen where Brandon filled both sinks with water, adding soap to the one, "I have a dishwasher, but with only a couple of plates and stuff, it's easier to do by hand."