Lily sat at her desk, looking out the window, totally bored! She knew she should finish typing up the letter her boss wanted to send to his old childhood buddy.
"This is nuts! It's his friend! He should just send it handwritten, or type it up himself!"
At work, Lily was all business. This was not business. But she went back to typing like a good little girl. Actually, this isn't the first time she's done this for her boss. Or the second. Or the... Lily lost count! She liked her boss. Nice, easy going, but felt he was a bit immature even though he had a little more than 10 years on her, being in his 50's. But, he was new to being a boss, having only been running "Daddy's" company since the old guy passed away 5 years ago. Her boss does an O.K. job, but hasn't "brought anything new to the table" as they say. As Lily finished typing, Mr. King came up to her desk.
"Oh, is that my letter? Well, I won't be needing it now! Ahhaha! Clay just phoned me, he's flying in for the 4th. Said he can't wait to be back in the old neighborhood for a good fireworks display! You'll love him, real great guy! Says he'll rent a car and meet me here, tomorrow, after he's done with customs and all. Man! Can't wait to see him! Been like... well, not since my "Old Man" past away."
Lily was about to respond, when Mr. King just went back into his office. She thought that he didn't want her to see how upset he was by remembering the funeral. But just then, as his office door closed, she could hear Mr. King yelling,
"Yes! Clay is coming! Woo-hoo!"
Lily sighed and looked at the clock. The clock that seemed to slow down as she kept staring at it.
"50 minutes to go till freedom! Then, we get to do it all over again tomorrow. What joy!" Lily couldn't help but giggle at her sarcastic tone.
~~
On her drive home, she found herself thinking about her boss' friend Clay. Wondering what he was like. Mr. King talked about him all the time. About the things they had done when they were kids, in school, college. The girls they dated. She knew that was inappropriate talk for the workplace, but she couldn't help being intrigued by some of the stories.
There was one, especially, that had made Lily tingle a little in the bottom of her stomach. Like when you drive down a hill real fast. Nothing much was said in the story, but it sure had Lily aching with wonder. She tried to recall her boss' words.
"Oh, and on this one date Clay and I doubled on in college... these two girls, sisters, MAN! SMOKIN'! Anyway, the one I was with, eh, pretty tame.
But Clay's, WHEW! She was a bad girl if you know what I mean?! But, that's O.K. Clay knew how to take care of those! And he did, frequently! Ahhaha!"
And that's when the tingling started, with her boss's emphasis of the words "bad girl", "take care of" and "frequently". She didn't quite understand what it all meant, but for some reason, it excited her. She just hoped Mr. King didn't notice.
Even now, remembering the story, Lily can feel the tingling. Only, this time, it was a little lower down than her stomach.
Friday morning came too soon. Lily was tired. She stayed up awfully late watching the stupidest movie. But she couldn't make herself turn off the T.V. and go to bed. Even though she and her boyfriend had been broken up for 2 years, Lily just couldn't get used to sleeping alone. Rex was a very nice guy, sweet. Sometimes, too sweet. When they fought, Lily could feel the anger rising from her toes and up through her body and settle in her face, making it all red and hot. Rex, he just let out a breath that he didn't even appear to be holding, and would say something like...
"Lily, you're right." or "Lily, you're way is better. I know that now." or "Lily, I'm sorry, it is my fault."
This just infuriated Lily further! Not because Rex said this to get her to stop arguing, not because he was just trying to please her, but Lily felt he actually believed she was right, that her way was better, that he thought all their fights were his fault! Lily's friends thought she was crazy for dumping Rex.
"He worships you! Like a princess!" said JoyAnn, her best friend, "Do you know how many woman would kill for that?!"
Lily had just sighed, "I know. And it was sweet, in the beginning. But... I'm not a princess! And sometimes... I... I would rather be treated like... one of the peasants! No, one of the slaves!"
As soon as Lily said that, she wanted to take it back. That wasn't right.
She did not want to be treated like a slave.
"Are you serious?!!" exclaimed Joy ann, whose eyes went wide. She was as shocked to hear that word as Lily was.
"No, I'm not. Not really. Not a slave. But definitely not a princess either. Not all the time."
~~
Lily walked into the office, set her purse in her desk drawer, and went to make a pot of coffee. Just as she was about to dump the coffee into the filter, she thought she heard laughter coming from Mr. King's office. But he didn't usually come in till around 8 or 8:30 a.m. Lily thought and went up to his door to listen.
The door was open just enough for Lily to see a very handsome man, who looked to be in his mid to late 50's, sitting on the edge of Mr. King's desk. She couldn't hear his voice. It was too soft. But he must have been telling a joke, or a funny story, because soon she heard a bellow of laughter that she recognized as her boss'. Just then, the handsome man's eyes locked with hers. He stood up, said something, and then the door flew open!
"Lily! Excellent!" exclaimed Mr. King and signaled her to enter the room. "I would like you to meet my very best, and oldest friend, Clay. He was actually calling from the plane, on his way here, when we spoke yesterday! Got in late last night! Sneaky bastard!" Mr. King laughed and punched Clay on the arm. Clay looked slightly amused, but still hadn't taken his eyes off of Lily. He stepped toward her, holding out his hand in greeting, and in a soft voice said, "Hello Lily. It's nice we finally meet. I've been hearing a lot about you."
"All good I hope?" Lily smiled and shook his hand. It was soft too, but very firm. There was a spark when they touched, they both felt it. They felt this heat, yet both shivered.
"Yes, and that is a shame!" This time, when Clay spoke, Lily thought she almost heard a growl in his voice. And what did he mean by "that is a shame?" She felt that tingle again. And, again, not in her stomach.
"Well Lily, great news! No work today! Breakfast! Hope you haven't eaten yet?" Mr. King grinned when Lily informed them she hadn't. Clay, who was still holding Lily's hand, smiled. And Lily was in love. No, she wasn't. That's silly! She's barely met this man! Lily's heart let out a sigh. And she thought, I bet that soft, firm, hand would feel nice holding her breast! His thumb, grazing over her nipple, ever so lightly. Pinching the nipple, getting it nice and har... "Quit that!" Lily thought to herself.
She knew she was being ridiculous. She was horny. That's all, just horny. It's been 2 years since she's had sex. Since she broke up with Rex, there hasn't been anyone.
Clay smiled at her again. In such a way, Lily thought for sure he knew what she was thinking. Her face felt hot and she knew she was blushing. Clay chuckled.
~~
Breakfast had been wonderful! It wasn't the food, although that had been good, the best blueberry pancakes she'd ever eaten, it was Clay. Lily couldn't get the image of his hand on her breast out of her mind. Seeing him squeeze one breast, then the other. Gently, but not too gently, playing with her nipples. And as Lily saw Clay about to take a bite of his pancake, she imagined that it was her nipple about to enter his mouth.
His tongue swirling around it, getting it really, really, har...
"Lily? Lily, you O.K.?" Mr. King's voice snapped Lily out of her daydream. Embarrassed, she replied,
"Yes, I was just listening!"
"Well, not very well! Clay was asking if you wanted to escort him on his trek around town tonight? I can't, got lots of paperwork I forgot about!"
"Yes, maybe take in a show? Have some dinner? Or..." Clay smiled as his voice trailed off.
Lily wiggled a little in her seat. She wondered what he had meant by "or"? Or what? And what "paperwork" did her boss have? There were no projects coming up, no meetings to be set up. Nothing! But, Lily didn't really care,
"Yes, I'd love to... "trek around town" with you." she was going on a date with Clay.
Clay was right on time. 7 p.m. Lily greeted him at the door wearing a raspberry-pink sundress, it looked very nice against her lightly tanned skin. Underneath, she had on her favorite, strapless, bra and matching panties. They were purple, with a purple lace and sequin butterfly in the center of each. Lily couldn't help but wonder if Clay would see them tonight. She imagined him caressing her bare shoulders. Then slowly, lowering the straps of her dress. Unbuttoning the few buttons at the top and letting the dress fall to the floor. He'd admire her standing before him. Longing to see what was hiding beneath her remaining garments.
His hands aching to touch her breasts, rub her nipples, feeling them get har...
"Lily?" Clay said, startling her back to reality.
"Yes? Sorry! Please, come in!" Lily felt her face get hot again. She really hoped Clay hadn't noticed this time.
As Clay entered the house, he handed Lily a bouquet of Tiger Lilies and Baby's breath. Lily let out a little gasp.
"These are my favorite! How did you..."
Clay, all of a sudden feeling nervous, interrupted and said,
"Joseph told me. Said he overheard you tell one of your girlfriends that your boyfriend kept giving you a different kind of flower each time you went out, when you were first dating. And you didn't have the heart to tell him you didn't care much for flowers. Except for Tiger Lilies. The orange ones. Even though pink is your second favorite color.
Next to purple." Clay smiled, but knew he'd been talking too fast. And he hoped Lily didn't think him weird for knowing all this, remembering it.
"Joseph?" Lily asked, puzzled.
"Your boss, Mr. King?!" Clay chuckled.
"Ohh! I forgot that was his name!" then Lily giggled. And Clay said,
"I know, his parents should be shot! But, he's always lived up to his name, in character!" Clay chuckled again as they went to sit on the sofa to chat for a few minutes.
Then Clay noticed, and picked up, the hairbrush Lily had left on the coffee table.
He tapped it against the palm of his other hand.
"Mmm, has a nice weight to it." Then he smiled.
Lily was a bit confused as to why, but there was that tingling sensation again. It made her wiggle, like in the restaurant at breakfast this morning.
"You O.K. Lily?" Clay said, still smiling, still tapping the brush against his hand.
"Yes. I'm fine. Shall we go?" As Clay set the brush back down on the table, Lily felt a little strange, kind of, empty.
"Yes, let's. It's a gorgeous night for a stroll." Clay had suggested, at breakfast, that they should take a walk around town and then grab some Chinese take-out. There was a nice little lake, not too far from Lily's, that everyone picnicked at, day or night. It was so beautiful when the moon was bright and full, like it was tonight. They stepped outside. While Lily shut and locked the door, she took a deep breath, catching the faint smell of...
"Mmm, Honeysuckle."
"Maybe I should have gotten you those instead of the Tiger Lilies?" Clay said, enjoying the way Lily's breasts moved as she took in the fragrant night air.
"Oh no, these are perf..." Lily realized she was still holding the flowers Clay had given her. "Perfect! My mother, she loves all lilies. Hence, my name."
"It's a lovely name! You're lovely!" Clay started feeling nervous again. Like a teenager on his first date. And while it's been quite a bit since he'd been out on a date... wait, was this a date? He had asked her, brought her flowers. They will share a meal. God he hoped this was a date! He thought. He'd been fantasizing about Lily since he'd seen her in a company Christmas photo Joseph had sent last year. She was dressed up as a very sexy elf, sitting on Santa's lap. Oh, how Clay had wished he was Santa when he saw that picture. He, so much, wanted to find out if she was naughty or nice! Definitely hoped for naughty! He started asking Joseph about her whenever they talked on the phone. Joseph would tease, even said once, "Your girlfriend was actually late coming in to work today, so unlike her. Maybe you need to get on a plane and come here, teach her a lesson?!"
"Maybe one day, I will!" Saying that out loud made Clay's cock twitch. Something he'd have to take care of later. While looking at that photo. Again!
~~
The evening was passing by too quickly for Lily. For Clay too. They'd finished their take-out by the lake. And just sat, talking, about the town. Lily had only lived here 4 years, but loved it as much as where she had grown up.
Since it was getting late, they decided to start heading back to Lily's house. Even though tomorrow was Saturday and neither had to be up early, and neither wanted this night to be over. But, it seemed like the appropriate thing to do. Neither was in the mood for appropriate!
~~
When they'd gotten back to the house, Clay's nervousness returned. He'd been so calm by the lake. Now, he was almost shaking. Maybe he should just go back to Joseph's now? God he hoped Lily asked him in! He thought.
Lily really liked Clay. He was easy to talk to. And sooo sweet. But there was something about him, nothing bad, just something she couldn't put her finger on.
Mmm, he wanted to put all her fingers on him! Run them across his chest, down his stomach, over his belt... she wasn't sure why, but she shivered just then.
"You O.K. Lily? Cold?" Clay asked.
"I'm fine, just... a little chill. It's gone now." Lily smiled and hoped Clay hadn't noticed she had goose bumps. She just knew he'd know she was thinking about him.
As Lily unlocked her door, she turned to Clay, "Would you like to come in? I know it's getting late, so if you..."
"No, I'd love to come in! It's not thaaat late! Unless you..." Clay thought he sounded too anxious.
"No, I... I'd love for you to come in!" Lily groaned inside. She'd love for him to come in? She hoped he didn't think she was desperate.
Lily opened the door, turned on the lights and told Clay to make himself comfortable. Clay didn't know how he was going to do that with all the thoughts going on in his head. And as he sat down on Lily's sofa, with her hairbrush staring at him from the coffee table, that old familiar twitch in his pants was making comfortable impossible!
"Would you care for something to drink? I have water, soda, wine?" Lily stood near the sofa, just to Clay's right. Clay thought how easy it would be to pull her over his lap right now. Pick up that hairbrush and...
"Uh, no. I'm good. Thank you though!" Clay smiled, trying to shake the thought away. Lily went around the coffee table and sat down on the sofa next to Clay. On his left.
Damn! he thought. "I had a real nice time tonight Lily. You going to the fireworks display tomorrow night?" Again, Clay thought he was talking too fast.
"I wasn't. Never been into them. Too noisy for me. Are... you going?" Lily hoped he said no. Then maybe they could go out again.
"I am. Have always loved the shows they put on here! If... we sat and watched them by the lake... it shouldn't be too noisy. C'mon, I'd be there to protect you from the loud booms!" Clay had pulled Lily closer and into his arms as he said that he'd protect her. He didn't remove them when he stopped talking. Lily was glad! His arms felt strong... and safe. Like he really could protect her from the "loud booms". She tilted her head and looked up at him. He looked down at her.
Kiss me! Lily thought, "Please kiss me!" That time, she had spoken the words out loud and Clay put his hand under her chin, tilted her head up closer to his and kissed her. Softly, at first, then deeply. Clay felt that twitch again.
Lily felt that tingle. They kissed for what seemed like forever, yet, it wasn't long enough. Finally, when he thought he couldn't stand it any longer, thought if he didn't take Lily right now, he would burst into flames, Clay pulled back.
"I really should be going. It is late." Clay started to stand, looked down at Lily, who felt dazed, and said "Tomorrow, I will pick you up at 7 p.m. We'll have a picnic dinner, I'll bring it, by the lake. Then we'll watch the fireworks together."
"Yes Clay." Lily said, quietly.
"Good girl." Clay smiled as he leaned down to kiss her again.
Lily would never be able to explain to Joy Ann how those two words, "good girl", made every part of her body tingle. How happy it made her thinking she had just pleased him.
She couldn't move. She thought that if she tried to stand up right now, the jelly that had become her body would quiver and melt. Clay must have noticed -- and understood.
"I'll see myself out. You get to sleep, right away, and I'll see you tomorrow night." He kissed her once more and then left. After a few minutes, Lily was able to move. She got up and ready for bed. She wanted to remain a "good girl".
~~
Lily awoke Saturday morning excited. This was the first time she had ever looked forward to seeing the fireworks display. She turned over onto her side, not ready to get up. Just then, her cell phone rang. It was Mr. King.
That's odd! Lily thought, sitting up in bed, doubting he was calling her in to work. She answered the phone on the 2nd ring.
"Good morning baby. Sleep well?" Clay's voice was soft and sweet. Lily found the need to lie back down and snuggle into her body pillow.
"Good morning Clay." Lily said, surprised.
"I thought I should use Joseph's phone since we didn't share our numbers with one another. I figured you'd recognize his." What Clay didn't know was, Lily wasn't surprised by it turning out to be him on the phone. It was him calling her "baby". She had only met him yesterday! And yes, they had this intense kiss. But "baby"? Lily sighed. Yes, "baby". She loved it.
"Lily, you O.K?" Clay had heard the sigh and wasn't sure if she was upset that he had called her. Granted, they'd had a great time last night. And she had agreed to another date tonight.
But... maybe... she had changed her mind! Maybe he'd been wrong about his feeling she would be into being told they'd go out tonight, instead of being asked. No, there was something in the way Lily had said "Yes Clay." that he knew she would be into even much more then that.
"I'm fine Clay, just being lazy. Not feeling like getting out of bed." Lily snuggled into the pillow more, trying to imagine it was Clay.
"Oooh, very naughty! Now as soon as I hang up, you are to get out of bed, have a good breakfast, take a nice long bubble bath, and put on a robe. Just a robe! Then, call me back! Here's my cell number..." Clay's voice was still soft, but firm. He gave her his number. Gave her a kiss, over the phone, and hung up.
Lily got up right away. Made some oatmeal with fresh cut apple, cinnamon and a little bit of honey. Then after she washed the dishes and straightened up the kitchen, she went for a nice long soak in the tub. She had never really enjoyed bubble baths much before. A shower was more her thing. But this did feel wonderful!
Was it because Clay had ordered her to do it? That thought baffled, yet excited Lily. And before she realized it, her left hand was massaging her breasts. Gently pinching each of her nipples. Then, as she pinched them harder, her right hand slowly moved down and in between her legs. She stuck two fingers in between her folds, rubbing them up and down, not quite connecting with her clit. She closed her eyes, seeing Clay, here, in the tub with her. Exploring her body.
Lily slowly pushed her fingers inside her hole. Pumping them in and out, wishing they were Clays fingers. Wishing his mouth were sucking her nipples as his fingers fucked her. She moaned, moving them in and out, faster. Wanting more, needing more. She was using three fingers now and going faster. Her other hand, leaving her swollen nipples, moved down and found her clit. She began rubbing it as she fingered herself.
Lily kept hearing Clay's "take charge" voice. Wondering what else he might order her to do. She rubbed her clit faster! Feeling very close to an orgasm. She imagined her fingers, that were fucking herself, were really Clay's hard cock pounding into her.
Lily's moaning became louder, her breathing more shallow. She arched her back and came. Harder then she had in a very long time.
She rested a few minutes. Then she washed up, got out of and drained the tub, dried herself off, put on her robe and called Clay.
"How was the bath?" He asked. "You didn't touch yourself did you?"
Lily was just about to tell him how relaxing it was, when Clay had added that second part.
"What?!" She gasped, then stammered, "W-why would y-you, h-how could you, a-ask me that?!"
"So, is that a yes, or no?" Clay tried to hide a chuckle at hearing how nervous Lily sounded. "Answer me please."
Lily wasn't sure how to respond. Clay didn't sound angry or upset. Not at all. But there was a demanding edge to his tone and she felt she could not ignore. Or, bring herself to lie about it.
"Yes. I did." She felt very shy all of a sudden.
"I see. Did you cum?" Clay knew her stomach must be in knots right now, he had mixed feelings over this. He enjoyed teasing her, making her a little nervous. But, he didn't want to scare her off. They had only met yesterday.
Lily gasped again. Her face was feeling hot with embarrassment . How can he ask her this kind of stuff? It's none of his business!
"Yes. I did." And why was she telling him?
"Well, I didn't tell you not to. But from now on Lily, you will only cum when I say. Understood?" Oh boy! Here it is! Clay thought. She's probably going to hang up and never speak to me again! She'll tell Joseph he has creepy friends and sue him for setting her up with them! Clay was about to take it all back, to play it off as a stupid joke, when Lily's voice, her wonderful sexy voice, said,
"Yes Clay."
Clay almost came, himself, right then.
~~
After Lily and Clay hung up, Lily was filled with many different emotions. She loved butterflies, but wasn't sure about the ones that had taken up permanent residence in her stomach. Clay was so calm, yet so direct in the things he wanted her to do. And without even mentioning consequences, Lily felt the need, no, the desire to obey. Clay had asked Lily to describe her wardrobe to him. Including her bras and panties. He then chose what she would wear tonight. He had loved the pink dress she had worn last night. And it turned out she had one, just like it, in blue. His favorite color. So that's what he told her to wear. Plus, the purple butterfly bra and panties again. Had he known she'd been wearing those last night, he really would have burst into flames!
Until it was time to get dressed for the evening, Lily was supposed to take off her robe and remain nude. She had started to object to this, when Clay said...
"Take your robe off Lily. Now." Again, Clay was calm, but firm.
"Yes Clay." Lily took off her robe and stood in her room naked. Something she had done many times before, but this was different. Clay was there. Well, not exactly, but she knew he was imagining her naked body standing before him. And as if on cue, Clay said,
"Do you have a long mirror Lily? If so, stand in front of it and pose for me. Describe how you look."
Lily went over to her dresser that had the huge mirror above it. If she stood back a little, she could see herself down just past her knees. She wasn't sure what kind of pose Clay would like. She's never done this sort of thing before. She stood with her hands clasped behind her head, which raised her breasts up a little.
Then she bent her left knee, having the tips of her toes touching the floor. She turned her knee outward, pointing it away from her body. This showed off her pussy more. She described this to Clay.
"Good girl." Clay said, sounding very pleased.
Hearing his praise caused Lily's nipples to become hard. She didn't even have to touch them. She told this to Clay too, hoping he'd like that, but all he did was let out a soft moan. Lily wasn't sure, but thought he might be getting off, literally, on imagining her. Then he said,
"Lily, I want you to smack your ass for me, hard! Hold your phone close to it so I can hear."
"Clay! I c-can't!" Lily stammered.
"Do it! Now!" There was such urgency in Clay's voice Lily did what he said. She gasped and winced at the sting. Then she put the phone back up to her ear. And as she was about to ask Clay if she'd done O.K. she heard him grunt a few times, and knew he must have been stroking his cock. She wanted that cock. She wanted to hold it in her hands. Feel it get hard under her touch. Caress it, then taste it.
"You did great baby! I'm very proud of you! Now, I want you to stand there, just as you are, for a few more minutes. Do not touch yourself! Then, take a 30 minute nap. After that, you can do whatever you want. Except, put anything on or touch yourself!
Lily was sorry he had added that last part. She desperately needed to cum again. However, she found that pleasing Clay actually felt more fulfilling.
~~
Lily looked at the clock. 3 p.m. 4 hours till Clay would be here. She set her alarm clock for 3:30 and laid down. Surprisingly, she fell asleep right away. When she woke up, she wasn't sure what to do with the rest of the time before Clay arrived. She decided to play around on the internet. She sat down at her PC. And, shyly, even though she was alone, typed "spanking" into the search engine.
Whoa! She thought. That brought up a lot of stuff! Including many sites with stories. Lily clicked on one and scanned the titles. She chose one and began reading. Finished and read another. The fourth story she got into made mention of something called "BDSM". Lily had no idea what that was. But the female character in the story had broken up with her boyfriend because, while the spanking was "good", she "desired more".
Lily typed "BDSM" in the search engine. She read some info on it and checked out some of the story sites. "D/s" was mentioned a lot in most of the stories, so now she looked that up. Came to the conclusion that what she and Clay had been doing, on the phone earlier, was a form of "D/s". How had she gotten involved it something she had no idea what it was? She thought, rubbing her hands up and down her arms, as if she were cold. How could she have enjoyed it so much? Why is she aching for more of it right now? Lily realized all this reading had been a bad idea. Not only was she a bit confused by it, by her feelings, she now wanted to touch herself! Sooo badly!
She looked at the clock again. It was now going on 6 p.m. Clay had told her that an hour was plenty of time to get ready. Lily shut the computer off and went to her room.
Before getting dressed, she sprayed her favorite kind of perfume, vanilla, on. A little behind her ears, on her each side of her neck, between her breasts and on her wrists. Places, her mother told her, where a woman would like a man to kiss her. She was about to put the cap back on the bottle when... she quickly sprayed a little on her pussy. She giggled to herself. Then got dressed.
Lily checked the time and noticed she still had 38 minutes till Clay got here. She thought about going back online and reading more stories. But decided against it. She already felt hornier then she had ever remembered feeling. She looked at the clock again. Crap! She thought. Only two minutes had gone by. Lily was getting very fidgety.
~~
Clay kept his eye on the time. 6:37 p.m. He had left early, even though it didn't take long to get to Lily's place. So now he sat in his car, watching her house, from the street. Like a frigging stalker! He thought and hoped Lily didn't look out her window and notice him. He looked at his watch again.
"Crap!" He sighed heavily. Then the image of Lily posing for him popped into his head. His cock twitched.
"Down boy! Soon!" He sure hoped it would be soon! He also hoped she was as horny as he was. Although, he couldn't imagine anyone being as horny as he was right now! The time on the phone with Lily, a few hours ago, had been fantastic. He hadn't planned on cumming. Wanting to save that for tonight. But if he had waited... they probably wouldn't make it to the fireworks display without him jumping her bones! He thought. Probably wouldn't even make it past her front door and into the house! No, the wait would be worth it. Clay had plans!
~~
Lily looked at the clock. 5 more minutes! She thought. She stood up from the sofa. She sat back down. Stood up again. Wrenching her hands together the whole time.
"Calm down you stupid twit!" She said out loud, to herself. "This is crazy! Why am I so nervous?!" Because he's a great guy, who wants you. Wants you in ways you've never known. Wants you like in the stories you read! Her answers to her own question didn't ease her nerves.
~~
Clay approached Lily's door. Looked at his watch, 6:58 p.m. He started to knock then pulled back his hand. Then went to knock again and stopped.
Oh for crap's sake! He thought. Just do it already! She's into you, into this! Clay knocked.
Lily froze! Held her breath! He's here! She thought as panic set in. No, just the butterflies fluttering around in her stomach. O.K. what do I do? Uh, I don't know, maybe... answer the door?! Getting sarcastic with herself seemed to do the job. She could breathe again, move. She went to the door and opened it, slowly.
As the door opened and Clay came into sight, seeing his warm and sexy smile, a few of the butterflies flew away.
As promised, Clay had packed a lovely picnic dinner. A delicious pasta salad loaded with lobster and veggies. A fruit salad for dessert. And a nice bottle of white wine. It was light and refreshing. Including the conversation. Nothing was said about their phone call earlier. They just sat by the lake, watching the other picnic goers. And laughed at the children running around.
Then it began to get dark. Lily started feeling nervous again. She wasn't sure if it was because of the fireworks that would be starting soon, the noise she hated from them, or if it was sitting so close to Clay.
Clay put his arm around Lily. As he pulled her closer to him, he smelled something sweet, yummy, like... what was that? He thought. She smells like...
"It's vanilla perfume." She said, she had heard him sniffing as she snuggled closer to him.
"Cake! That's what I thought I was smelling! Mmm, vanilla!" Clay sniffed again, the kissed her on her neck.
Lily sighed, happily, and thought to herself... Thanks Mom!
~~
The fireworks started. And Clay was right, they weren't too loud by the lake. But Lily still shook a little. Clay felt this and held her tighter. She felt very safe. He turned and looked down at her, she looked up at him and they kissed. It was even more magical then the one from last night. Especially with the fireworks going off in the background, like some old corny movie. They kissed for a long time, then went back to watching the fireworks. Snuggling close.
~~
When the display was over. They packed up the leftover food and wine. And headed back to Lily's. Once inside, Clay gently, but forcefully, pressed Lily up against a wall and kissed her passionately. Lily wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned into him as far as she could. She raised her right leg and started rubbing it up an down his left one.
Both were moaning as they kissed. Clay pulled back, breathless, unable to speak. Lily, also breathless, asked, "Do you want to go into the bedroom?"
"First, take off your clothes Lily." Clay demanded, finally catching his breath.
"Yes Clay." She didn't hesitate, didn't take her eyes off of Clay. Just undressed.
"Very nice, baby." Clay said, softly, finally seeing what he'd been imagining, only better.
"Squeeze your breasts for me, Lily."
Lily squeezed her breasts, still keeping her eyes on Clay's.
"Pinch your nipples"
Lily pinched them.
"Harder!"
She pinched them harder. Gasping as she did it.
"Again, harder!"
And she did. At first, it hurt, but then... pleasure. Like tiny electrical shocks shooting down to her clit. She knew her pussy must be wet. God she wanted Clay right now! She thought. Needed him!
"Rub your clit for me Lily, but continue pinching your nipples with the other hand!" Clay's Cock was more then twitching now, it was shaking! Begging to come out and meet Lily!
Lily started rubbing her clit. She was right, she was wet. She felt so close to an orgasm already. All the built up tension from today, and now...
"No cumming Lily! Not till I say!" Clay wanted to see her cum. Bad! But, he wanted to make that happen even more.
Lily continued rubbing, her clit was very swollen now. She wasn't sure how much longer she could stand it!
"Oh please Clay!" She said, breathlessly. "Please!"
"Not yet baby!" Clay enjoyed her begging for release, but at the same time, hated denying her what she needed.
Lily's legs started to buckle and she almost fell, Clay grabbed her up in his arms and carried her off into the bedroom. Lily, pointing the way. Not able to speak. Clay laid Lily on her bed,
"Keep rubbing baby." He said as he began undressing.
"I don't think I can!" She almost cried, "I am so close! Clay, please, I need you!"
"Put your fingers inside you then. Show me what you want me to do to you!" Clay had removed his shirt.
Lily enjoyed watching him strip. Seeing his nice, strong, lightly hairy, chest. She inserted two fingers in her hole and started pumping them in and out.
Just like she had done, earlier today, in the tub.
Only now, she was doing it for Clay. She couldn't believe how much more intense this was! She'd been masturbating for... well, forever! But doing it with Clay watching was... Lily was using three fingers now.
"Tell me baby, what do you want me to do to you?" Clay removed his belt and tossed it on the bed, sending more of those tiny electrical shocks to Lily's clit. She almost lost it, almost came. But didn't want to disappoint Clay. So, somehow managed not to.
"I want you to fuck me!" Lily's fingers pumped in and out of her pussy, faster as she spoke. "Fuck me hard! Hard, because I've been bad!"
"Bad? How have you been bad?" Clay asked, removing his pants.
"After my nap... oh God, Clay, please hurry!" Lily was now having trouble talking.
"Tell me baby, why were you bad?" Clay removed his underwear. Lily could see his already hard cock. She needed that cock inside her. Now!
"I went online. Looked up naughty things. Read naughty stories... Clay please! I can't wait much longer!" Lily's breathing was getting shallow.
Clay could tell he did need to hurry! He quickly pulled off his shoes and socks and climb on the bed next to Lily.
"Stop fucking yourself and lay your hands up above your head Lily." As Lily did as she was told, Clay took over rubbing her pussy with his own hand. She was very wet.
Lily tilted her head back, closed her eyes, and moaned at Clay's touch.
"Please Clay!!!" She cried out.
Clay removed his hand and rose up and over Lily.
"Spread your legs more. Keep your hands above your head." After Lily spread her legs, Clay slowly put his cock inside her pussy. Just a little at a time. Then pulled it back out. Then in again. Teasing her. Each time, going in a little further. Till he was in all the way.
Lily moaned. She wanted to put her arms around Clay, pull him closer, forcing his cock to go into her deeper. But she kept her hands above her head like she was told.
Lily was warm inside, Clay thought. And tight. He started pumping his cock in and out. Finding it hard to believe he was finally here. With her. They barely knew each other. Just since... was it really only since yesterday? Clay thought, amazed.
"Talk to me baby. What do you want?" Clay knew he was getting close.
"Fuck me! Harder! Faster!" Lily bent her knees up, wrapping her legs around Clay's waist. Hoping he wouldn't mind and make her put them down.
Clay enjoyed the feeling of Lily's legs around him. This time, he did as he was told. Fucking her harder, faster.
"Suck my nipples! Please Clay!" Lily had no idea how she was still hanging on.
She knew she was supposed to wait till Clay said she could cum. But how she has managed this was beyond her.
Clay sucked in one nipple, swirling his tongue over and around it. Feeling its hardness. He moved onto the other nipple, giving it the same treatment. Then back and fourth between the two. He could tell how much Lily was enjoying this, her body started shaking.
Lily arched her back, her breathing becoming even more shallow.
"Oh, Clay! Please!" Lily gasped out.
"What baby? What do you want?" Clay grunted, so very close to cumming.
"Please let me come! Pleeeaaase??!!!" Lily lowered her hands, wrapping them around Clay's shoulders, pulling him into her.
"Please!" this time, her pleading came out in a whisper.
"Yes baby! Cum for me! Now!" Clay pumped harder! Faster!
Lily came instantly, at his command. And she came hard, screaming out his name.
This sent Clay over the edge and he came. Then collapsed on top of her, breathing hard. Lily lowered her legs to the bed. They were shaky.
"You O.K. baby?" Clay's voice was barely a whisper.
"Y-yes. Mmm, very O.K." Lily ran her hands up and down Clay's back.
"You know, you're going to have to pay for that?!" Clay said, raising himself up a little and looking at Lily.
"Pay? For what?" Lily looked at Clay, puzzled.
"I didn't tell you could lower your arms young lady!" Clay wasn't really upset. But, the tone in his voice sent chills through Lily's body. Happy chills. She moved her hand around the bed till she came into contact with Clay's belt. She laid it across her chest and smiled up at Clay, fluttering her eyelashes.
