The Fling: Part 3

We fell out of touch for about a month, when she started trying to work her way back into my life.

I happened to have a few days free, so when she asked if I would like to see her, I thought, "why not?"

She came up to my neighborhood with dinner and a movie in hand.
We spent the night in, catching up and carrying on. It was nice and I felt closer with her just shooting the breeze than I ever did while we were being sexually active.
As the night drew to a close I could tell that she wanted more to happen, but I felt like it would ruin the evening to force anything sexual.

I drove her back and all was well.. until about two weeks later when we got back in touch.

I again found myself with an empty weekend when she started texting me.
"So, do you want to hang out?"
me- sure
"I've got an outfit I want to try on for you"
me- goodie!

She came up with dinner and a movie, again. I had forgotten than I needed to work for a couple hours that night, so I asked if she would be up for watching me teach a class. She excitedly accepted and I brought her in with me.
As I got into teach I completely forgot that she was there, however my students didn't.

Shortly after I finished the class I took her out to dinner, then tried to think of other activities to do to stay away from my bedroom. However after some brainstorming she insisted that we head back to watch the movie.

We returned to my house and started watching the movie, it was epically terrible, which was actually quite entertaining in the best way possible. About half way through she pulled some brownies out of her purse of which she had bought for me. I melted, since I have an enormous sweet tooth and she knows it. While happily eating the brownies she asked if it would be okay if she showcased her outfit to me. I smiled and she disappeared into the bathroom.

"I'm going to need some help," she asked through the door.
"What kind of help?"
"You'll see," the door knob turned and she came at me with her corset clad torso back-first out of the bathroom.
"Lace me," she demanded.
I was hesitant to hurt her, so I didn't lace it too tight, but after finishing she continually asked me to pull it harder, and harder, and harder. I did and she ran back into the bathroom.

While she toiled away with her outfit I made my way to my bed and laid down. Minutes later she walked in looking like a goddess with a high-chested boned corset, black lace panties, and knee-high gogo socks with bows on top.

"How do I look?"

I grabbed her by the inside of her thigh and pulled her onto the bed. With a bounce and giggle she plopped onto the bedspread knees first, staying perfectly upright.
"So how do I look?"

I felt slightly overwhelmed by how gorgeous she was.
"Amazing."
She smiled and leaned in to kiss me, as she did I pulled her down and.. well, you can imagine the rest.
We went at it for about 30 minutes until I was completely spent. She seemed like she wanted more, so I asked if she wanted me to wear the large dildo and continue. She nodded and I obliged.

I laid her on her back and slid my newly engorged member in slowly. She closed her eyes trying to suppress a moan, just before I made my way fully in, she straddled my hips with her heels and forced me into her.
We continued on for another 30 minutes, at which point my my stomach completely gave out and I wasn't able to continue.

I collapsed beside her with my heavy breaths interrupted by my pounding heart.
She curled up, hand and head on my chest and we laid there silently looking at the ceiling for what seemed like an hour.
I thought to myself, "hmm, this isn't so bad-" when I heard my phone beeping.

I sat up and checked my messages to find a slew of e-mails and texts asking; who was that girl? She your girlfriend? etc.

... to be continued ...
again