I listened to the shower for the longest time, then she finished and I heard her moving around in the bathroom (she had left the door open) and then the hair drier came on and when she finally finished drying her hair, I heard her moving beside our bed.

her fingers wrapped around my cock and stroked it, just enough to keep it fully erect as she kissed me passionately, somehow different, more lustful than usual, but I only chalked it up to excitement over the circumstances as they were. and with the knowledge that she would be gone for three or four hours after she finishes using me, at least that was my thought at the time.

After a while, she climbed on the bed again, straddling my face and making me lick and suck her to another orgasm, her juices, those that I didn’t swallow, ran down my chin and neck, saturating the sheets beneath as she rode my face, grinding her smooth wet pussy on my nose, lips and tongue.

Not too long after her pussy flushed on my face she climbed off and i heard her rustling with items I had laid out on the night stand, and then I felt her long red hair dangling on my face, her long fiery red hair, was what had originally drawn me to her, so many years ago, middle school. Noone was more surprised than I when she agreed to start dating me.