We make love again Saturday night after dinner and a movie... Its been a wonderful day. A day both of us needed. But Sunday will be busy.

You have to rush off to the office for a couple of hours, and youve been invited to an early-evening fundraiser for the symphony orchestra at a wealthy patrons home.

Theres no getting out of it. Although I love classical music, I make a few protestations about going to stuffy parties with boring people when I could be spending my time getting to know your body better. But Im at your door exactly when I said I would be, and nattily dressed... Surprising you. Often, when were out together, Im so casual and laid-back. A typical guy. Well, you clean up nicely, you say, kissing me. A long, thoughtful, sensuous kiss.

Mmmmmm.

I think you look absolutely stunning in soft, flowing dress that billows about your legs, striking the perfect balance between elegance and informality. Ideal for a garden party. You let me drive your car.

I hold your hand, taking it to my lips often to kiss. We hardly talk, but the silence is warm, golden and enjoyable.

I notice that you look over several times, as if studying me. You know that Im not exactly looking forward to such a formal event, but I hide my discomfort well. The house is well outside the city, and takes us awhile to get there. We finally find the driveway, unpaved, disappearing though the woods... We when finally reach the clearing, Im awed. It isnt a house, its a mansion. Theres even half a dozen guys and girls, parking cars... We leave them to their business, and make our way through the wide foyer... Its almost impossible not to look impressed. The house is beautiful, filled with original paintings and sculptures, and we take our time looking at several pieces, before heading out back...

But not before taking a tall flute of sparkling wine from a waitress... Its good, delicious really. We step out onto a huge stone patio fronting an incredible garden a breathtaking garden that seems to go on for acres. Youre excited and touched by the beauty... I know that well have to go for a long stroll, drink it all in...

I love watching you get so emotional. Next we notice a string quartet, playing off to one side. Mozart. Could this moment be any better? The hostess a charming older lady greets us warmly, and even though we havent actually met her before, she seems to know all about us. Your work, my work....

Shes good, and in a few minutes you relax, stop worrying whether Ill enjoy myself.

You decide that I can mingle with the best of them....

The three of us talk for a little while, and were joined by an acquaintance of yours. When I ask a few questions about the artwork we saw after we arrived, Im suddenly taken away from you. Our hostess locks her arm in mine Im to be given the grand tour of the house...

Leaving you behind with your acquaintance...

As Im leaving, I catch your eye, and youre laughing lightly, enjoying my predicament. Twenty minutes later, Im back at the patio, looking for you.. I talk with a few people I know, eyes always searching...

And then I see you, in the distance. Enjoying the garden. The dress is unmistakeable, and I know the gentle sway of your body... I try to catch up.

There must be more than 200 people here, but the property is so large, it doesnt feel crowded in the slightest. It takes me awhile to reach you by that time, youve moved to the far side of the garden, at the propertys limit.. I steal up behind you good, youre alone and pull you to me, your back against my chest. My hands reach up to fondle your breasts, and I can feel your nipples harden beneath the thin fabric.

Mmmm, thats nice.....

you say, leaning your shoulders back towards me so that I can smother your neck with kisses. But I think its only fair to warn you that my date tonight knows martial arts.

I laugh as I kiss you. Feeling the start of an erection. When you starting rubbing your gorgeous soft place against my pants, my length gets hard quickly. I start thrusting against you lightly, looking behind us...

Still holding you from behind, I push you over to a small grassy area fronted by a small rhododendron, and encourage you to your knees. I lift your dress, exposing your beautiful soft place. You can tell Im fumbling with my belt and zipper. We cant.. you gasp.

Its too open! Someone will see us...

But even as the words leave your lips, youre pulling the band to your panties to one side so that I can enter you.

I slide my length inside you slowly Ohhh, God, it feels so good and slowly start thrusting. You moan each time. And Im electrified. No one can see us, at least not until theyre right upon us, but what were doing feels so reckless and wanton....

Youre amazed at how excited you are, considering the lack of preliminaries....

Im shaking already, and you moan softly, so hot, your softness so wet....

With each thrust, my cadence increases, and soon Im driving into you so, so deeply.... Oh, that feels so good, you moan.. You rock your softness back, to meet each hard thrust, and can feel every inch of me... And Im in heaven, surrounded by your gorgeous softness... Every so often, you squeeze the muscles of your softness, bringing a long, deep moan from my lips.

Oh God, you are so hot and wet....

With my hard length stimulating your lovely softness, my fingers are circling your personal place with each thrust, and my balls are slapping against you...

You can feel your orgasm already.... building, building, ohhh, youre being loved so hard and so deep.... It steals up on you quickly.....

And you let yourself cum, enjoying the incredible sensations, heightened by the danger of being caught....

Once your softness starts contracting, squeezing my length, Im unable to contain myself, and you feel my length spasm inside you as I bite hard against your dress, to keep from yelling with my release...

And just the act of me cumming sets you off again, a second delicious orgasm... So that even after I stop pumping, you continue to move back against me, wiggling your softness, the remains of your orgasm lingering, slow and delightful...

It didnt take us very long, so unlike our usual lovemaking, but this was intense and satisfying.

You kiss me deeply as I help you to your feet...

You look so beautiful straightening your dress, your cheeks flushed, your breath still rasping...

We make it back to the path just as an older couple rounds the bend...

Another minute, and they would have found us. You smile mischievously, and we talk to them briefly about the lovely estate, wondering if they can tell by our color, our perspiration, what weve been doing... We laugh so easily at their jokes, so relaxed, so pleased... As we walk back to the patio, I wonder if maybe our cum is teasing down your leg, maybe I should have cleaned you up with my mouth.... I look over at you, the waning sunlight catching your hair, the soft curves of your shoulders... And Im smitten.

So moved.

You are so beautiful, so sexy. I cant keep my hands off of you...

And Ive done things with you that Ive never done with any other woman, never even thought of doing. Yet with you, they feel so natural, and our lovemaking makes me feel like a little boy just learning about the world outside his door.

Soon were back at the patio, busier now, waiters and waitresses swirling by with more Champagne and delicious hors doeuvres...

A tall, distinguished look man joins us.

Our host... We thank him for his generosity, compliment him on his glorious estate...

And then he starts in on wine.

He enjoyed the wine column I used to write, likes my style, and hed love to show me his cellar...

Damned if Im not pulled away from you again. I get another grand tour and its pretty impressive. The guy has hundreds of bottles, stored in dark, hardwood racks... The whole room is temperature-controlled, and he shows me wines Ive only dreamt of tasting. Including a venerable Bordeaux from the year you were born. I mention the fact... And before I know it, the bottle is in my hands, a gift for us, for a special occasion... I thank him warmly, amazed, and we return to the deck... Again, I cant find you...

After 15 minutes, I dont know where else to look. I head back in the house, find one of the mansions six bathrooms... When I open the door to leave, youre on me, surprising me, driving me back, smothering my mouth. After a few quick passionate, wet kisses, you force me down on the chair near the mirror, and lock the door. You lift your dress, so erotically, and I see your beautiful softness.... Youve taken your panties off! And then you move to me slowly, gazing in my eyes, undoing my belt and my zipper, and exposing my length. Its just starting to rise, and you grab hold and mount me slowly. Its not easy to get my length inside of you when its so soft, but you do it, and as it hardens, filling you, you start sliding against me....

Slowly, Ohhhhhh, so slowly... Gazing deeply into my eyes the entire time, kissing my mouth hard... With your feet touching the floor, you lift off of me until just my length head is inside you, and then you slide down my shaft, burying my length deep inside of you...

I can feel your honey covering me....

You are so wet. And youre doing it me so completely, so deliberately...

Looking at me, watching every reaction that I make....

Telling me how much you love my length, how good it feels to take me inside of you so deeply...

Oh God, I know... It feels so exquisite, so intense, so delicious. Im gasping with each thrust....

moaning, kissing your mouth, our tongues fencing....

God, this is so incredible, so sexy... So hot! You never vary your rhythm, youre in complete control.. Squeezing me, driving me wild... If you could only feel my ecstacy...

And then you close your eyes, crying out.... Oh Baby, Ohhhhhh.... Im cumming.....

And I feel your body shaking, trembling as you cum, so hard, so wonderful... But you dont stop, the same cadence, driving me insane... Minute after minute...

Samantha, oh Samantha....

So hot, so wet, so incredible...

And then my body feels it, every nerve and fiber of my being starts to tense... A warm, delirious wave rushes through me, starting with my length, and then its everywhere... Overwhelming me...

And I come with every ounce of strength that I have, calling your name over and over and over...

Barely aware that your softness is once again squeezing my length, and that your cries mingle with mine... And I cum so hard that I almost pass out.

Samantha.....

We dont move for the longest time. I just hold you so tightly, still shaking... Amazed at what you do to me...

Knowing that I never had an orgasm like that before meeting you... And then I lift you off of me, moving you back to the wall... Before you can move, Im under your dress, my tongue gliding along your thighs, moving to your sopping softness...

You lift your dress up, so you can watch me... lifting your legs, spreading your legs...

Opening yourself to me, so that I can taste our lovemaking, and please you with my mouth and tongue, probing, toying... All over your gorgeous softness, spreading your lips with my fingers, then sliding into you repeatedly with my tongue, sucking, toying, trying to go deeper...

To taste you, to taste us.... Your moans, your gasps, so sexy... Ohhhh, I want to hear you cum one more time.... And then my lips move to your personal place, circling it, lightly sucking it, and then Im fluttering my tongue against your swollen pearl, until I feel your hands at my head, pressing me to you even as you hump my face with your softness, crying out.... When that orgasm subsides, you slide down toward me unable to stand any longer...

And we spend a few tender minutes kissing, touching. Until finally... We unlock the door, and rejoining the party... Holding hands, exchanging knowing glances.... Until we leave...

Bottle of wine in hand... We drive home slowly, and you squeeze my hand.. You are so soft, so beautiful I love being with you, cant remember what my life was like before you... Eventually, laughing, I tell you that I had more fun than I expected to... The smile you answer with pierces my heart....