Silently, he lifted his hips up off the sheet, allowing Sheila to pull his shorts down until he was naked. Then he started to reach for her, but she motioned him to stay where he was.
"Let me do this," she whispered.
He had no complaints.
As she looked down at his cock, Sheila felt in control of both herself and the situation. Nothing could keep this from turning out the way she wanted it to.
Nothing.
Both her hands were on his cock, feeling it, massaging it, getting to know it at last. It was fully erect now, straining upward from his body as she moved her cool fingers along its entire length.
"Mmmmmmmm," Jim moaned, unable to contain himself at the combined sight of her body, naked at last, and his cock in her beautiful fingers.
It was magnificent.
Slowly now, she bent over, folding her lips around his tool, taking him at last inside her body. Smoothly, confidently, she took it into her mouth and throat, not hesitating, until finally her lips were buried in the thick hair of his crotch.
He shoved up against her.
She began to pump up and down.
Her hands were on his balls as she drove up and down on his shaft, taking it all the way in and then letting it slide almost completely out of her mouth.
"Oooohhhhh… I'm gonna come," Jim whispered, knowing that if she kept this up for another ten seconds he would explode in her mouth, and wanting to let her know to stop if she didn't want that to happen.
She didn't stop. In fact, if anything, she increased the tempo of her ministrations. She could feel his cock filling her throat, but she wanted to taste his cum.
And to feel it on her skin.
Suddenly his cock began to throb and pulse, shuddering inside her mouth. She responded by driving harder and harder down onto his mat, until suddenly it seemed to jump in her throat, pouring great wads of his jism out of the slit at its end.
She gobbled it down hungrily, suddenly not wanting to let a single drop escape.
None did.
It felt like he was a fountain spewing hot, sticky seed into her, spraying it against the back of her throat. Hungrily she ate it all, licking and sucking wildly on his shuddering, pulsing cock.
As it began to shrink she continued, focusing her attention on the smooth skin of the head, licking the sensitive membrane until at last there was nothing left for her to consume.
She looked up.
He was smiling. Then he leaned forward, taking her by the shoulders and pushing her back, down onto the cool sheets of the mattress.
They kissed, and as they did he could taste the last traces of his essence on her teeth and tongue. She had never kissed like this before, he suddenly realized, aware that whatever had happened to her had been almost monumental in what it had done to her.
He wasn't asking any questions.
Whatever she had done, the end result had been that she had come back to him, and that was enough.
His hands were on her tits now, feeling the hard, pink nipples for the first time. He couldn't believe that this was actually happening, and yet if it was a dream he didn't want to wake up.
But he knew it wasn't a dream.
Gently he disengaged his lips from hers and began the long journey down across her soft, naked flesh. She was so beautiful!
He stopped when he reached her breasts, and for a long moment he just stayed where he was, letting his lips and tongue take in the full, swelling softness of the milky mounds beneath him.
Then he took one of her nipples into his mouth, encircling the taut bud with his tongue, flicking it lightly as he felt it respond to his touch.
"Oooohhhh," she moaned, pushing the honey orb up against his mouth, trying to get as much of it inside him as possible.
This was heaven.
She wanted him to take her all the way inside him, to lick and suck and eat her entire body.
"Oh… ohhhh, Jim," she urged, not knowing what to say but knowing she wanted to say something.
His head was moving down now, going ever closer to the single place that, more than all the rest, was begging to be touched by his tongue – her cunt.
"Eat me, Jim, eat my cunt… my cunt!" she breathed, spreading her legs wide, feeling the cool air of the room as it fanned her steaming pussy.
Jim paused when his lips found their way into her soft, golden cunt hairs. But then he started moving again, unable to make himself wait.
Finally, at the entrance to her quivering pussy, he pulled his head back and looked, marveling at her perfectly formed, fragrant cunt with its finely sculpted, dew-covered lips.
With his fingers, he spread the lips apart, causing a fresh rivulet of cunt juice to spurt from her body.
"Mmmmmmmm," she moaned, her eyes closed, her entire being lost in the sensations he was giving her.
Then suddenly Jim could wait no longer. With a quick movement he buried his face in her cunt, driving his hungry tongue deep into the wet, dripping folds of her pussy.
"Harder… harder," she urged, spreading her legs and shoving her crotch against his face.
He responded by driving his tongue deeper and deeper into her, devouring the honey that poured out of her.
From time to time his tongue flicked out and darted across her swelling clit, but for the most part he remained submerged in the hot, soft cave that she presented to him.
"Ohhhhh Jim… I love you so much… so much… I want you inside me… all the way in my cunt."
Had it not been a physical impossibility, he would have done so, driving his head all the way into her wet, willing cunt.
As it was, he suddenly rose up and in a single, driving motion, plunged his rock-hard cock deep into the wet folds of her cunt.
"Aaaagggghhhhh!" she moaned, reacting to the suddenness with which he took her.
But she loved it.
Wildly she thrust her crotch out against his shaft, lifting her cunt all the way off the bed in her excitement. Nothing could stop them now; they were going to come together just like they had been meant to do all along.
There was nothing else in the world for them now except his cock and her cunt. It felt like their bodies were merging, so complete was the unison of the moment.
"Ohhhhh… fuck me Jim… fuck me fuck me, I want to come with you!"
They were both beside themselves now, madly driving and thrusting into each other.
Finally, they came together in a smashing, jolting flood of cum.
"Aaaagggghhhh!"
It was as if the floodgates within each of them had suddenly been released, hot cum shooting out of their bodies, mixing, finally giving them the combined climax that sealed the revival of their relationship.
For a long time they lay still, neither having any words that seemed even remotely appropriate. Both were a bit shaken by the intensity of what they had just shared, but they were happy.
Very happy.
Sheila could never remember feeling this content in her life. She knew that she had done the right thing in coming back to Jim, and she was glad to know that he was willing to have her back.
More than glad; she was positively ecstatic over it.
But it was just the beginning.
There was so much for them to learn about each other, and today had been a good start. Tomorrow would be even better.
She knew she wouldn't be going back to New York. Not to live, anyway. So she might as well tell Susan; she owed that much to her friend.
She reached for the telephone.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Though the party went on almost to dawn, no one missed Sheila until everyone got ready to leave. Susan was the first to realize, somewhat drunkenly, that her roommate wasn't with them.
"Hey, where's Sheila?"
A search followed, but when it was clear she wasn't there everyone just assumed that she had gone on home alone earlier. Susan was mildly concerned by all this, knowing as she did that Sheila might possibly have been upset about something and not felt like she could interrupt anybody else to talk to them.