I had invited the mail lady in to have a drink to celebrate the Christmas holidays. I had invited her the previous three years but she had turned me down. This time she told me that she will take me up on it but not during work time. The following Saturday Clarrise came to my door dressed in totally not mail carrier attire. I had already started the fire in the fireplace. I had prepared homemade lassagna earlier that evening so the house smelled good. I had hoped she would like to have dinner with me.

I took her coat and watched her insanely tight soft place walk over to the couch. I had to wine flutes chilled and on the serving tray with the 750 ML bottle of Merlot.

After she smelled the food and saw the way I was setting the mood she loosened up and unbuttoned the top three buttons on her blouse. Her breasts were beyond lovely. I made small talk all the while becoming entranced by her breasts. She said I guess you like tits right? Caught off gaurd I say I guess you caught me looking huh? I do love tits and would love a chance to hold and kiss yours.

To my surprise she said I haven't had any action for a little while and my nipples are lonely and missing the type of attention they are used to recieving. With that she took her blouse off and her bra too. Calvin come and take care of these tits.

If you do it right the treasure is yours. Little did she know that I am a tit lover from way back. I kissed her beautiful mouth. The lipstick was so carefully applied it was obvious that she was a woman who appreciated things being done right.

My next move was to begin kissing those ripe tits of hers.

I kissed and sucked and squeezed and toyed those breasts for at least an hour. At one point she had reached her hand into her panties and got a finger into her wettnes. She took that finger and smeared that cream around her left nipple, then she asked me see if this is ripe enough for pickin. The smell of her sex made my response immediate. I said to her I think the treasure is calling me, and she said you need to put your face in it and see if it's ready. Then she pulled her skirt all the way up exposing her wet thong panties. I picked her up and sat her on the dining room table and she opened her legs to help me.

I reached under her soft place and pulled the panties down and off and just to let her know the freak that I am I put the soaked things accros my nose and I told her it smells right, but I need to know more. Then I began to nuzzle that wet softness letting my tongue search for her personal place. When I found it, her grabbing my head and pushing my face firmly into her clean shaven softness gave it away that she liked me being there.

I gave her face for about an hour. She was delirious. There was softness juice all over my face and I loved it. I could not tell how many times she had cum, but it must have been at least two or three. She said at last Calvin, I don't have a man but I need you tonight, I don't care if you have a woman because the way you have eaten my softness that is a problem you will have to work out later.

But tonight I must you you in me.

Even though you have brought me to climax that other wonderful way I need your pleasure pole to make it a complete evening.

So I picked Clarrise up and carried her to my bed Clark Gable style. The twist came when she said I like it doggy style. And that is what I did.

She came in no time, but this way let me last longer and I did. I gave it to her like playing her was an Olympic Winter games event.

She was delirious again, just screaming hit it Santa Clause, hit it right, ohhhh yeah hit it Santa, hit that thing. I watched my thingy sliding in and out of the wet softness and I saw her cream on my carbide steel and I knew I had just been given a present that I would be unwrapping all year long. And the night couldn't last long enough because morning barged in.

That is when we knew this was a custom fit relationship that would be delivered come rain or shine.