The New Neighbor
Meegan slid her fingers into her purse as he held open the back door for her. She pulled out her key card and started up the stairs. She'd surreptitiously checked and was happy that her dress had not even been smudged. When they reached her door she slid in the key and opened the door. She held it open with her foot and keyed in her alarm code. Dill came barking happily to the door until he spied the stranger that matched the new smell and began to growl.
"Dill! Hush! Go to bed in the sunroom. Go!"
The silky brown dog turned and retreated to the sunroom, his tail between his legs.
"That was wierd."As she spoke,Meegan moved into the kitchen and pulled a couple of glasses from her cabinet and then crouched by the island and pulled out a bottle of Balmenach Scotch. "He's usually very friendly. How do you take your scotch?"

"Yes you do," he replied, implying so much more.


He coated his fingers as best he could, then spread her juices on the tip of his throbbing member. He had to be very careful not to jerk himself off; it wouldn't take more than a few strokes.
With his lips now firmly locked on hers, their tongues dancing and writhing in their mouths, Drev guided the head of his pulsing organ to Meegan's delicious flower. The tip touched, sending a shiver up his spine, causing him to gasp and pull the air from her lungs. He exhaled into her mouth, and as they shared the same breath, he penetrated her with a short, sharp thrust.


Breathing heavily, he looked down at her as he drew the length of his shaft slowly out of her clenching channel. Shit, that felt amazing! When just the head remained inside her, he paused.
"Are you alright?" he asked between deep breaths.

'I need to remember to not wait six months before sleeping with someone, I've become a walking hormone.' She wanted to shake her head to clear such odd thoughts, but didn't want to interupt this new adventure.

When he hit bottom again, he didn't stop; he drew his hips back and began with a long, full stroke into her warm, slippery passage. After just a few thrusts he was ready to cum, so he backed off. Looking down into Meegan's eyes, he focused his mind, that muscle-like telekinesis, on the bit of flesh just above his pistoning shaft. With a touch lighter than a breath, he caressed her swollen clit.

When something brushed her clit, she saw stars. Her back arched away from the bed, and she cried out his name as the first waves of climax rushed over her, drowning out the stars.

Pulling in one more big breath, he let himself go. His hips pumped into her quivering channel faster and faster, stroking him with its tight, warm, slippery muscles, urging him to join her in ecstacy. Harder now, faster... his breathing stopped and a moment later, her grunted and drove himself into her as far as he could reach as his balls first clenched, then exploded, spilling his hot release into her.
"Fuck, Meegan!" he growled through clenched teeth as wave after wave of perfect pleasure rolled over him.
Finally, after what felt like hours, his body began to relax and his incredibly intense orgasm faded. He had to settle his exhausted body on top of Meegan's, his member flexing weakly inside her. With a broad grin, he was finally able to press the base of his softened shaft into her leaking cleft.

"It is going to be a crappy day." She muttered to herself, and curled around Drev again. She nibbled and kissed his neck until he gave a soft grunt of aknowlegement.
"I have to go to work." Her voice was low and huskey from sleep. She nibbled on his ear, before placing a kiss on his lips that he sleepily returned. She crawled from the bed and made her wobbly way to the shower. She left the light off and pressed the button that fogged the bathroom window. Opening the shower door, she activated the voice command unit.
"Three sixty shower with a temperature of one-oh-one degrees." The shower started immidiatly and she left it to warm, while she pulled a brush through her hair, and brushed her teeth. Since her head was throbbing and her mouth still felt like cotton after she'd brushed, she took two Tylenol and thought about food before her shower. Her stomach rebelled at the thought, so she stepped into the shower. The four shower heads pelting her body with warm needle like spray. She took shampoo out of the caddy and gently massaged her sore scalp. As she reinsed the soap from her hair, she tuned into the rest of her body. Her nipples were swollen and the piercings felt too big for their holes. Her breasts ached with what she knew would be atleast two bruises, if she cared to look. Meegan's belly was sore in that way that too many sit-ups makes it. But the sweet sweet ache between her legs and up into her belly below her navel was where her mind kept wondering back to.
This was not her first round of night long sex, it was, however, her first with a man should could barely take all of. He had literally filled every bit of her with each thrust and the thought of it made her want him again. She continued to relive their night while she washed her body, her fingers slipped between her legs and she slowly caress the swollen folds. The touch made her shudder, and a simple brush of her finger against her clit brought her to orgasm. Shaking she leaned against the shower wall and let the water soothe and calm her.
"Shower off." Her voice was still shakey, but the voice unit complied and shut off the water. She stepped from the heated space and wrapped a towel around her body and one around her hair.
She walked from the bathroom her eyes falling on the sleeping man on her bed. She smiled to herself as she crossed to the closet. She stood there a moment thinking about her day ahead. She knew she didn't have any client meetings today, infact it was a designing day. She pulled a pale blue sundress with a full swirling skirt from a hanger and tossed it on the bed. She pulled her the towel from her hair as she sat at her vanity table. She pulled a comb through her hair, before adding a product that would give it a slight wave. She couldn't seem to keep her eyes from returning to the man on the bed.
She stood and crossed back to the bed, droping the towel wrapped around her body as she went. She slipped the sundress over her head, then returned to the closet for a pair of sandals. Back in the room she took a pad of paper from the nightstand and jotted a quick note with oneof her sketch pencils. She placed it on the pillow next to his head and headed out the door, clicking for Dill as she went.
The note read;
Drev,
Thank you for a memorable night. Stay as long as you like. There is plenty to eat in the fridge. I took Dill with me so you don't need to worry about him. I get home around 5:30. Have a great day.
~Meegan
Ps. To set the alarm just depress the two until it starts to beep constantly, you have 60 sec. to exit after that. ~M

When he stepped out of the curtains, the bright sun hit him like a slap in the face. His mind was still locked in the fugue of sleep, so he gathered his clothes and dressed without sparing much thought for the night before.
He found a pen and jotted a note of thank you and see you 'round before setting the alarm as instructed before slipping out the door.

When he stepped out of the curtains, the bright sun hit him like a slap in the face. His mind was still locked in the fugue of sleep, so he gathered his clothes and dressed without sparing much thought for the night before.
He found a pen and jotted a note of thank you and see you 'round before setting the alarm as instructed before slipping out the door.