Wild Garlic, Part II

The next day I was able to order the computer parts needed for her father’s computer and decided to work out a time when I could come by and fix the computer in question. We set a time for the following evening where we would meet at her father’s house.

“The only thing is no one will be there, my parents are going out of town. Do you have a problem with that?” she asked.

“Ummm. No I don’t have a problem with that.” I responded. “I will be by about six.”

“Okay.”

The next day was long, I was so looking forward to being alone with her. The time finally came to head to her father’s house. Again it was dark and cold that evening and the house did not look as inviting as it did a couple nights ago as I pulled into the driveway. Only a few lights were on but that did nothing to dampen my spirits.

I walked up to the door and rang the bell. In a moment she met me and let me in. I could not get over how she was able to take my breath away seeing her again.

Again she was in blue jeans, a sweater, and socks. I do not know how she did it for I have seen many a woman dressed similarly but no one sent the electricity she sent though my body when she walked.

“Hi, would you like some wine?” she asked. “You can leave your shoes here.” She continued.

“Why, yes, yes I would.” I responded.

“Let’s put those boxes down here in the office and get some then.” She said.

We walked into the office and I placed the boxes I had brought down. She turned around and lead me into the kitchen and I watched the sway of her ass the entire way. She poured both of us a generous helping of white wine and we headed back toward the office.

As we walked into the office the image of her bent over the desk instantly flashed back into my mind. And I could feel myself plump up instantly.

As I began working on the computer, we talked about work, politics, on which she and I could not find a common ground, and sex.

“Oh, we are out of wine, would you like some more?” She asked.

“Of course.” I said.

I continued working and she returned with the rest of the first bottle and another bottle in tow.

“I think I may love this woman.” was the thought that went through my mind upon seeing the wine and yes it was probably the wine talking at the moment but, I knew I wanted to fuck her and fuck her hard.

It was still early, “we” had only been working about an hour but it was evident that we needed some computer parts and we needed some food. We decided to get some of both.

Things being what they were, we decided to get the computer parts first then acquire some food. The restaurant of choice was Italian which we both love dearly and the restaurant we ended up at was one of her favorite for their garlic rolls.

I ordered a beer and she had some wine to have with the salad and garlic rolls. By now we were both feeling pretty good all of our senses being lustfully filled. With every sip of beer and every bite of the rolls I wanted her even more. My oral fixation was really beginning to kick in and I wanted to taste her mouth, her neck, and her pussy.

The meal was beyond compare. It really was one of those hole in the wall kind of places that few people know about but, I would not be forgetting it ever again.

When we finished we returned to her father’s house to finish our work. She graciously poured each of us another glass of wine and we started to work, installing our newly acquired computer parts and continuing our discussions. I loved her mind. Everything she said to me made me think, and the sarcastic humor I find in myself I found in her.

The computer needed to format the hard drive and it was going to take a little time. We decided to get ourselves another bottle of wine so I followed her down to the entertainment room where the wine was stored. There was also in this room an array of various games one of which was pool. Instantly, visions of her bent over the pool table flashed in my head.

“Do you play pool?” she asked.

“I have a stick.” I said.

I know there are probably one thousand and one sexual puns one could use while playing pool. You got your balls, pool sticks, racking of the balls, putting it in the pocket, sinking it in deep… I decided to leave it at “I have a stick”.

“You have to break because I don’t do that.” She said as she opened the bottle of wine and poured us each another glass.

(to be continued)

Wild Garlic, Part I

I’ve never thought of myself as a computer geek even though I have been called that from time to time. but, I do like to dabble in working on computers mostly to help friends out and on occasion I’ve been known to help out a friend of a friend.

As it happened on this occasion, I had volunteered to help a friend of friend and seeing how I was going to be in town for a week or so it seemed the appropriate thing to do was to offer my services.

Not being the computer geek that I am, my only requirement was to work for wine which I enjoy dearly, sometimes too much.

The evening was cold, wet and very dark and I was soon wishing I hadn’t offered my services. After driving around a bit, I was able to find the large house in the affluent neighborhood. Pulling into the driveway, the house looked warm and inviting and I was ready to relax a bit even though I was there to work.

I got out of the car and walked up to the door and rang the bell and was greeted by a very attractive young lady wearing blue jeans, a blue sweater and black socks with holes exposing that dark toenail polish.

She really had that college girl thing going on with dark tousled hair, cute eyes and a beautiful smile. I've never been that turned on by young women, I've always found women a little older attractive but something about this one was worked. Also, I don’t know why I’ve always had an affinity for short dark hair and I was instantly turn on by her. The electricity she gave off sent shivers down my spine and gave my member a plump disposition.

With a quick hug, she said hello and asked me to come in. We strolled into the living room where I was given the requisite wine, as payment for the services I would to be rendering that evening.

I was introduced to everyone in her family for this was a night that her family got together and it was her father’s computer that was suppose to be the object of my attention that evening, but I couldn’t keep my eyes off her and she knew it because I didn’t do a very good job of concealing my attraction to her.

After dinner and another glass of wine, it was time to take a look at the computer in question. I followed her and her father into his office.

Her blue jeans fit her perfectly, and her as was a joy to watch, not just her ass but the way she walked her whole body moved in a sexy orchestra of sensuality.

They say guys have sexual thoughts like every 10 seconds or minute or something. I forget what the statistic is but with two glasses of wine in me and watching this orchestra in motion all of my senses were beginning to overload.

At that moment all I could think about is having my body pressed against her from behind, so she could fee how she excites me and gently kissing her neck, tasting her skin, and smelling her hair.

We made it to the office and I began looking at the computer. From time to time she would lean over the desk pulling the blue jeans tight and standing on her tip-toes to see what was going on. I was full hard on now but she couldn’t see. All I could think about was taking her from behind, fucking her hard, caressing her tits and back while I fucked her. I just wanted to touch every inch of her.

Yep, there was a problem with the computer and that couldn’t be fixed that night. Actually, there were two problems that couldn’t be fixed that night and now one of them was mine, I was beginning to obsess over this lust I had for this woman. I needed to get out of there before all the wine I had drunk that evening kicked all the way in.

“Well, you do have a problem with your computer.” I said. “It will require that I order some parts and come back another time to install them.”

“That will be fine.” Her father said. “Just work it out with my daughter.”

“That sounds good, I’m sure I can get what we need and make it back later in the week.” I said.

I gathered up my things and headed toward the door. She was close behind. I turned to her and gave her a hug and told her I would call her tomorrow. She smiled and gave a quick wink. I wasn’t sure if it was a nervous tick from drinking, or if she was trying to tell me something.

Being the optimist that I am, I decided to hope for the best.

As for the moment I couldn’t get back to my hotel room, because I knew who I would be thinking of tonight when I took care of my needs.

(to be continued)