Gym Buddies Ch. 05

'Oh, he's bold.' "No, not ye-." She stopped herself. 'I'm married, there shouldn't be a 'yet' -- damn, that slipped out -- been thinking too much about having sex with him!'

He caught it, raised his eyebrows and smiled. 'She's thought about having sex with me. Oh, yea.'

"And you -- ever had a woman that could go longer than you?"

He grinned, and said with quiet confidence. "Nope -- if I'm really attracted to her -- and that's rare -- then I'm gonna want more than she can handle."

'I believe him -- he's not bullshitting. Wow.' She smiled and fanned herself. "Um, getting a little warm here at the dinner table, Tom, so I'll leave the rest to your imagination!"

He kissed her hands. "Deal! But you know, I have a very active imagination!"

"Oh, I just bet you do!"

He grinned. "Do you know what I'm imagining right this moment?

'Oh yea. About having incredible sex with me. And I'm thinking the same about you!'

She smiled. "Maybe..." she said, coyly.

He grinned. "So, you are reading my mind." She gave him a smoldering look as they finished off their glasses.

"Did you turn in your resignation yet?"

"Oh, yea, first thing this morning. They were shocked -- I think they thought I would be there forever. I'm taking tomorrow off, then I'll spend Monday and Tuesday next week training Lisa -- she's the daughter of the older brother -- to do my work. They think she can take my place, and I hope for their sake they're right. She's a little flaky, and she likes to flirt with the guys -- that's going to be a problem. So, I'll start at the bank on Wednesday."

"Not taking a break in between?"

She smiled. "No, I'm so excited about this job I can't wait to start!" She squeezed his hands. "And, I get to work around my Gym Buddy! I hope you won't mind seeing me around the office?"

Tom grinned. "It will be great seeing you every day!"

She laughed. "Well, I plan to have a LOT of computer problems, and I'll expect prompt service from my tech guy!"

He chuckled. "Tech support, massages, I'm a full-service guy!"

She rolled her eyes. He described a few of the more colorful characters at the bank, and she laughed at his observations. He warned her about the three guys that would likely hit on her, ring notwithstanding.

She held his hands. "Well, I can probably handle them -- but if I can't, I'll call my friend Musclehead -- I know he'll come to my rescue!"

They shared a good laugh. "Ready for dessert?"

'Sure, let's get the kitchen cleaned up."

"Hey, you're my guest and you cooked -- I'll get the dishes later."

She got up. "Need to visit the ladies room."

He returned with a bowl of ice cream with a single spoon, moved her chair around to the other side of the table and sat down.

She strode back to the table and looked at the empty spot where her chair used to be. He smiled, and patted his lap. "I was thinking my lady friend might be more comfortable sitting here than on that terrible, uncomfortable chair."

She grinned and sat down on his lap, sideways, crossed her long legs and put her arm around his neck. "So kind of you to be concerned with my comfort, Mr. Meadows!" Her cleavage was right there, in front of his face. He spooned her the first bite.

"Aw, you remembered, Tom -- butter pecan! So, we're sharing a spoon?"

He grinned. "Um, yea, you know, saving wash water, I'm all about that."

She squeezed his earlobe. "Bullshit! Aren't you afraid you'll get girl cooties?"

He laughed. She took the spoon and fed him a bite. "No, not if they're from my Gym Buddy."

The alternated feeding each other, smiling, her hands caressing, exploring his muscled shoulder, his squeezing and rubbing her hip and her pretty, bare leg. She reached down, undid the top two buttons of his shirt and explored his upper chest.

He grinned. "Find anything you like in there?"

"Oh, why yes, I have, Mr. Meadows. I just love your muscles, your chest. Very, very sexy. You don't mind too much, do you?"

He laughed and looked into her cleavage, inches from his face. "No! And speaking of sexy chests...." He leaned forward and gently kissed the top of her right breast, just touching his tongue to her skin. He looked up into her smiling eyes. "Your breasts are beautiful, Kel, the prettiest I've ever seen."

She giggled. 'Oh, that felt soooo good!' "Don't you mean the biggest you've ever seen?"

"Oh no, the prettiest. Having more just means there's more to be pretty."

'Oh, this man's different -- I'm not just a pair of big juggs.'

She kissed his forehead. "You're a sweet guy, Tom."

He scooped up the last spoonful of butter pecan and held it between them. "Split this last bite?"

'Oh, I know what your game is, mister.'

They both snaked their tongues out, flicking at the ice cream, until they touched, fleetingly. Their eyes locked, both very aware of the heat between them, the powerful mutual attraction. Tom dropped the spoon into the bowl and set it on the table, not taking his eyes away from hers, only inches away. 'What would happen if I kissed her? Want to, so bad.'

'Want to kiss this man, eat him up. So dangerous. Nipples, hard, pussy, moist.'

She cupped his chin and slowly pushed him away, smiling. "That was the best bowl of ice cream I ever had, Tom!"

He squeezed her, pulled her to him, and she did the same, nipping at his ear, playfully. She flashed back to last night, having him between her legs, how good it felt, and unwrapped herself from him, stood up, slipped off her sandals, straddled his lap, and sat back down. His hands automatically attached themselves to her bottoms, hers planting themselves on his shirt, caressing his chest. 'God, I'm between her legs, so good to feel her on top of me, her weight, she's so warm.'

"There -- I'm even more comfortable, Tom!" 'Oh, legs are spread wide, have him in between them -- Yes!'

His hands roamed across her bare lower back, then over her shirt and the band of her bra. She unbuttoned three more of his buttons and spread his shirt open, exposing his muscled chest, which she promptly began to explore. Tom closed his eyes for a few seconds, enjoying her caress.

She whispered. "Do you like my hands there, Tom?"

He opened his eyes to gaze into her pretty blues and smiled. "Oh, I very much do like my Gym Buddy touching me there -- and anywhere else her hands might roam to!"

'Love pleasing this fabulous man! Want him to undress me.' "So, Tom, were you ever a Boy Scout?"

He shook his head. "Why?"

She looked down at the shirt tails tied up under her bra. "Well, I was wondering if you were any good with untying knots?" He grinned, released his big hands from her shapely derriere and began to undo the loosely-tied knot, enjoying every second of the unveiling. He let the shirt tails fall free and undid the only two buttons holding the shirt together. He looked up into her eyes, and she nodded, almost imperceptively. He slowly pulled the shirt apart, revealing a beautiful black bra, lacy, with gold threads woven in, cradling her big breasts, right in front of him. Tom couldn't help but stare at the incredible sight.

"Do you like the new bra you bought me, Tom?"

Tom had to clear his throat. "Oh, Kel, it's so pretty, so sexy." He looked up into her eyes. "You're so sexy."

She kissed his forehead. "Glad you think so, Tom. And I find my Gym Buddy to be a very, very sexy man -- he's studly!" She whispered. "And my horny sister isn't the only one who lusts after you! So, the girls here were wondering if they might get some more of those little kisses?" She put her hands in his hair and pulled his head into her cleavage. She felt his breath, then his lips, then his tongue, and her pussy tingled. 'Oh, god, feels heavenly!'

Tom started kissing up near her throat and brought his hands up to cup and cradle her breasts, feeling the texture of her bra, gently squeezing, kneading and caressing her big, soft mounds. She purred. "Oh, yes, so good."

He pushed her arms up so he could remove her shirt and then brought his hands back down to her breasts. She caressed his head as he gently kissed every inch of beautiful skin he could reach, slowly, methodically working his way down her cleavage, into her deep canyon, his hands now pushing her mounds together, against his cheeks. He noted this bra was a front closer.

The feel, smell and taste of her breasts and feeling her weight on him started the blood flowing to his manhood, which hardened rapidly, straining to push through four layers of fabric to find her sex. She felt it.

'Oh, there it is, love it that I make him hard. He wants me, and pussy wants him inside. What would he feel like? If we were naked right now, he'd be inside me, oh god....'

Tom's face was buried in heaven -- her cleavage -- and his warm lips and tongue savored every touch, every exposed inch of her for a long while. Finally, he pulled out, touching his nose to hers, and whispered. "Kel, you taste so good, you smell so good -- I'm enjoying having my Gym Buddy as a second desert!"

"Oh, you have magic lips and tongue -- that feels wonderful!"

"Remember what I said in Brewsters -- I love kissing, and I hope I'm good at it. Am I?"

"Hell yes, you're awesome!"

"So, this kissing service I'm presently providing, you know it can be applied to other areas of your fabulous body, right?"

She giggled. "Oh, we'll have to be very careful with that, Tom, otherwise I might lose control..."

He traced his fingers lightly over her bra cups, causing her to shiver. "I mean, there's a lot of breast that I haven't yet, um, explored, including these two bumps, here." He kissed the protrusion of her bra covering her left nipple, then moved towards the other one.

'Damn, he's making me crazy!' She pulled his face away from her right nipple to her face, just in time. "You, mister, are misbehaving, getting a girl all worked up like this! And don't be thinking you can flash that big smile of yours at me and I'll forget your bad behavior!"

He smiled anyway, and she giggled. "You, are a rascal, Mr. Meadows!"

"You mean me, the guy who's about to give you a fabulous, overdue massage?"

"Yes, you're the one!" They laughed. She made to get off him, but he held her in a bear hug, feeling her breasts pressed against him. "Damn, his hugs, those big, strong arms, soooo good - when did I start liking hugs, anyway?'

"So, how are the girls doing?"

She laughed. "Oh, they are very, very happy, thanks to my Gym Buddy!"

Tom reached under her thighs, lifted her and stood up with her now wrapped around him. She smiled. "Hey, just like last night in your driveway!" He kissed her cheek and let her slide down his body, making sure she felt the bulge of his manhood on the way down. 'Damn, that thing's big.' She picked up the birthday card and flashed the 'coupon'. "I'd like to redeem the first massage, please!"

He held his hands up and flexed his fingers. "At your service!"

'Oh, can't wait till he 'services' me!'

She tossed the card back on the table and he watched her walk into his bedroom, marveling just how sexy the band and straps of her bra looked across her back.

He moved the candles over to a table next to the massage table, slipped off his sandals, and turned off all the lights except a small lamp in the living room. She emerged from the bedroom, holding up a white t-shirt, laughing. "Oh, you are too funny, Tom!" Stenciled across the front was 'Outlaw Accountant'. He'd put it on top the pile so she couldn't miss it. She laid it on the chair next to the massage table and put her hands on her hips. 'Feel like showing off -- to him.'

"So, this bra is different than the one I wore to the interview -- It's not as constricting, it lets the girls move." She twisted just a bit, from side to side, and the mass of her breast flesh swayed and bobbed from side to side, pulling the bra. 'He likes to watch them move. Can't believe I'm shaking the girls for him -- this is so, so wicked!'

Tom stared at the show, mesmerized with her moving breasts, speechless, his cock engorging.

'Ha! He can't even talk when I do this.' She started rolling her hips and twisting more, her mounds now heaving up and down, side to side, straining the bra. She whispered. "Do you like how my breasts move, Tom?'

"Oh, god yes!" was all he could manage.

She didn't let up. "Course, if I didn't have this bra on, the girls would be all over the place, right?"

It looked to Kelli like Tom's eyes were about to pop out of his head! She smiled, enjoying the sexual power she had over this man; indeed, over all men. She looked at Tom's muscular chest, half on display inside his partially unbuttoned shirt, and stopped shimmying, stepping close to him. "Love the shirt, Tom, but it needs to come off." She unfastened the rest of the buttons, slid it off his big arms and tossed it aside. He put his hands on her hips, pulling her against the large bulge in his shorts as she explored his chest with both hands, touching, squeezing, caressing him. 'Oh, so have to taste him.' She imagined what it would be like to be on her back, under him, exploring his chiseled chest, him thrusting his manhood into her, fast, hard and deep.

Kelli looked up in his eyes. "I love this big strong chest, Gym Buddy! Since you did such a good job kissing my girls, you don't mind if I just give you a few little kisses, do you?" He smiled and very subtly thrust himself against her as she kissed her way across and up and down his broad pecs. 'Damn, what she's doing feels great!'

When she'd covered every inch, she pushed back and they locked eyes. She smiled and brought his hands to the snap of her shorts. 'She wants me to take off her shorts -- yes!' Tom squatted, unsnapped and undid them, then looked up. "I love these shorts on you, Kel -- they fit perfect! But it's time for them to come off. And I'm wondering if I'll find Jockeys, or maybe something more fun?"

She giggled. "Well, I'm not saying, so you'll just have to find out for yourself!"

Tom slowly slipped the shorts down, revealing more and more of her perfect abdomen. Finally, lower down her hips, he encountered a tiny, lacy, black panty, barely covering her sex, with thin straps curving around her hips. He squatted down and let the shorts drop around her ankles, and she braced herself on his shoulders as she stepped out of them. "Oh, Kel, it's so pretty, so sexy!"

"Like them better than the Jockeys?" 'Oh, liking having a man -- especially this particular man - squatted in front of me.'

He looked up, smiling. "For sure! I just love the curve of your hips -- they're perfect, so womanly."

"I wish they were narrower, like Patti's -- and don't you ever tell her I said that!"

He slid his hands up her thighs, caressing, then ran them over her hips and across her tummy, just under her cute belly button, grazing her almost imperceptible tummy bulge.

"Did you know that this little bulge is one of the most sensual areas of a woman's body?"

She giggled. "I did not, Mr. Meadows, do tell?"

"Oh, it is. And so are these little gaps between the waist band and your skin on either side....so sexy." He grazed his fingers between the elastic band and her skin -- inches from her treasure. She took hold of his head to make sure he didn't get carried away. He started up above, close to her belly button, gently kissing, grazing his lips over her smooth skin, moving from side to side, slowing working his way down, using more and more tongue as he went. He used the tips of his fingers to gently caress the insides of her thighs, starting at her knees and slowly working upward.

"Hmm...Tom...that feels wonderful..."

"She tastes and feels and smells so good, can't get enough. Wonder how far she'll let me go....'

He worked his fingers slowly up her perfect thigh gap, coming ever-closer to her panty-covered pussy. His mouth and tongue had worked down to the tender skin right at the waistband. He felt her hands tighten, just a bit, on his head.

'Could just go for it, take a mouthful of panty over her pussy, tongue her clit, but best be patient. Can smell her musk, feel her heat.'

'Oh, god, he's right there, could take pussy...he's teasing me, making me so wet. Feel it coming, oh god..'

Tom slipped his tongue between the elastic and her skin, right in the center and slowly slid it down under the band, flicking it back and forth. Down below, his fingers caressed the soft skin just below her covered labia, so close to her pussy he could feel her heat. He used his tongue and lips to pull the elastic away from her skin and down, almost revealing the top of her mound and her clit, now erect. 'Oh, he's going to do it, can't do that..'

She closed her eyes and gripped his hair tightly, holding him in place. He moved his big hands to caress the insides of her thighs, his fingers now just barely grazing her panty-covered pussy. His mouth released the elastic band and he ran his tongue lightly down the front of her tiny panty to where he knew her clit to be. He exhaled his warm breath directly onto the fabric over her cleft.

"Oh my god it's happening.....'

A warm feeling brewed up from deep in her pussy, taking her, controlling her, her skin tingling all over, her heart pounding. "Ohh...." She moaned as her climax consumed her. She suddenly pulled Tom's head against her panty, hard, her strong arms holding him against her as she rode out her orgasm. 'So good, so good, so good...'

He resisted the urge to tongue her more. 'Can't breathe, but what a way to go!'

Finally, the incredible pleasure waned, and she came to her senses, panting, her eyes opening to see the top of Tom's head, pressed against her barely-covered womanhood. 'Oh, god, what happened, god that was a good cum.....'

She released his head just as he was about to asphyxiate and, gasping for breath, and he gave the front of her panty a little kiss. 'Oh, yea, made her cum. Not stopping with one.'

Her strong arms gripped his head and pulled him upright so they were nose-to-nose, both panting, for different reasons. Her eyes blazed. "What did you just do to me?"

He grinned. "No idea -- just giving my Gym Buddy a little kiss. Seems she told me once she liked to be kissed, all over. Not sure what happened."

"You know damn well what happened, mister. I just climaxed." She was still panting, her heartbeat slowly coming back to normal. Tom palmed her bare bottoms and pulled her tight against him, pressing his bulge against her abdomen, just above her pussy. "Really? Are you sure? Maybe it was a hiccup?"

She smiled. "Oh yea, quite sure. But I don't do that -- I don't just cum at the drop of a hat. I don't always climax with a man inside me, pounding away. How did you do that to me?"

Tom smiled, and started to squat again. 'Well it starts like this -" She yanked him back up. 'Damn, she's strong.'

"You're not supposed to do that to your Gym Buddy."

He touched his nose to hers. "All part of the massage service, ma'am -- didn't you see the fine print on the coupon?"

She giggled. "Right -- the part where it says you make me climax, make me all wet inside?"

He whispered. "I loved being part of your climax, Kel. Was it a good one?"

She kissed his cheek. "Yes, it was wonderful, and so unexpected -- I loved it, Tom. But you are such a bad, bad man for doing that to me." She slid her hand down his chest and stomach, tracing the line of hair, and undid his belt buckle. "You seem to be overdressed, Gym Buddy." She squatted so she was face-to-face with his large bulge. "There seems to be a big bulge in your shorts, Tom. Do you happen to have a cucumber, or a flashlight in here?"

Tom grinned. "I don't think so, but you better have a look!"

She smiled up at him as she pulled his shorts down, dropped them and stared at the huge bulge straining the front of his blue Jockey briefs.

'Oh, jeez, that's a big boy! Gonna have some fun here!'