Together With Tammi Part 8
Together With Tammi Part 8
by Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)
This work contains explicit material intended for adults over 18. If you are under 18 or are offended by non-traditional sex, do not continue.
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Author’s note:
_An older man finds a gurlfriend to share in his retirement. I hope you enjoy this fantasy.
_
I t was a wonderful weekend — I spent all my time with Tammi and wanted it to continue. However, we both had professional responsibilities, so we would both be busy and apart during the day. Our relationship had progressed faster than any before — possibly because we seemed to fit together so perfectly — each of us seemed to be exactly what the other craved. The fulfillment of those needs moved us ahead with blazing speed!
I hadn't intended to spend the last two nights with Tammi, but we both drifted off to sleep. Tammi asked me to keep some of my clothes at her place, along with some grooming items, so I could intentionally spend the night and leave for work the next morning.
During lunch I called Tammi and she said, "We're dining in tonight — I'm making beef stroganoff." I looked forward to Tammi's cooking and agreed to pick up some wine.
I stopped home after work and picked up some items to take to Tammi's. Then I stopped by a local wine store that had a great selection. I found a cold bottle of Gewurztraminer, one of my favorites — I hoped that Tammi would like it as well.
I arrived at Tammi's, and she greeted me at the door. She was incredibly beautiful — I think she is going to be the gurl I want in my life forever. I handed her the bottle and she looked at the label before putting it in the fridge. "I don't' think I can even pronounce that," she said, "What's it like?
"It's a semi-sweet white wine similar to Riesling, but I like it better — I hope you do too. Like most German names it's hard to pronounce — it sounds like 'girls are meaner'."
She smiled and said, "I hope you don't think I'm one of those mean girls," Tammi said.
"Not a chance!" I insisted, "I'm looking forward to a delightful dinner."
Once she closed the fridge, I took her into my arms and we kissed passionately. "Is there anything I can do to help?" I asked.
"You've taken me out and paid for everything," she said, "Now just sit down and relax while I take care of my gentleman — now let me get back to work on dinner."
I released Tammi and took a seat in the living room and watched the evening news. Soon Tammi said, "Dinner in five minutes."
I joined her at the table as she brought the stroganoff and some warm French bread to the table. She asked me to open and pour the wine, which I gladly did.
It was a delightful dinner, for which I praised Tammi. "I just want to take good care of you," she responded.
"I'm not a bad cook myself," I said, "And I'd really like it if we could cook up some things together."
"I suppose so," she said, "But I'm more inclined to take care of you, but cooking together could be kind of nice."
"I think the 'together' part is the best." I said, and Tammi squeezed my hand.
"We'll have desert at bedtime, so we'll sleep better." she said. I was glad that she picked up on my notion of desert!
After dinner I helped clear the table, but she wouldn't let me help with the dishes. I'd have to work on getting her to let me share in the work, although it was kind of nice to feel her spoil me.
Tammi topped off my wine glass and sent me into the living room with instructions to set up a DVD for us to watch. She had selected "Where the Crawdads Sing," and I queued it up for our viewing.
About fifteen minutes later Tammi joined me and said, "The dishes are all in the dishwasher, and being cleaned now."
We sat close together and watched the movie, sneaking kisses whenever I could. I sure loved intimacy with Tammi, but even more I liked just being with her, and sure didn't want our relationship to be mainly about sex. I want it to be mainly about love and caring — about US!
After the movie we watched a late-night talk show and then left for bed.
We did our bedtime routines and I waited for Tammi to join me. She had taken off her wig and put it on its stand. When she returned, she asked, "Is my hair okay?"
"Of course it is," I said, "You look good to me with or without the wig."
"I think you're just biased," she said.
"Would you want it any other way?" I asked.
"Probably not," she agreed.
Tammi lit a couple of candles and turned off the lights before slipping into bed and laying beside me. We kissed for a while, then I moved down to her nipple and gently sucked it. Tammi moaned — I really loved to make her moan. After a few minutes she said, "Don't neglect the other one — you know — equal time."
I moved to the other nipple and made it feel wanted, as Tammi took hold of my cock and fondled me to erection. "You're so good with your lips and tongue," Tammi said, "But you need to give me a chance."
All I felt at the moment was desire for Tammi, and I was in no position to disagree, so I just let her take charge — every once in a while it's pretty nice when the lady takes charge.
Soon she began sucking me. She looked up and made eye contact with me, making the experience extra special. I put my hands on her cheeks, thrilled at yet another special intimate coupling. There were so many ways for us to be together!
Tammi really knew how to take care of me. I wanted it to last, but Tammi was taking me past the point of no return and soon I climaxed in her warm, wet mouth. As I caught my breath Tammi swallowed and moved up next to me, resting her head on my shoulder. My love for Tammi took hold of me and I pressed my lips to hers.
"I should rinse my mouth out first," she said, but I held her close and parted her lips with my tongue.
"No guy has ever kissed me after I sucked them off," she said.
"You better get used to it," I said, "I'll never repay your kindness by refusing to kiss you!"
"I'd like to take care of you too," I added.
"Not tonight darling," she said, "Just hold me."
We spooned with my arm around her and soon drifted off to sleep.
To be continued . . .
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–Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)