He had been in the USA for a month now and had several interviews that he thought had gone well. He was waiting to hear from his top choice, a company that was doing well and on the verge of expanding.
His relationship with the woman, who lived just above the apartment his friend was letting him stay in, was going well too. They had not been intimate since that first encounter. He had moved way too fast that night and had decided to slow things down a bit. He found her very attractive, in fact almost too attractive, really easy to talk to and very funny. She was the kind of woman he could get serious with and thats what really frightened him. He wasn't ready for that.
He decided that if he got the job there were two things he needed to do, find his own place and buy a car.
He was picking up around his friends apartment when the call came in on his cell phone..... he had the job! It was all his! He talked for a short time with the manager and then hung up. He had to tell someone! He was so excited ! He ran up the stairs and knocked at her door. She barely had the door open when he pushed it wide and said at the top of his lungs
"I GOT IT" I GOT THE JOB!"
He picked her up off her feet and kissed her wildly, all the while twirling her around! "I'm so excited for you" she said, "I know how much you wanted that company!"
Let's go he said I want to buy a car now!!!
"Right now?"she asked.
"YES RIGHT NOW" he shouted.
She drove him around all afternoon looking at cars. He fnally decided on a little sporty model they had seen early in the day and they went back and he filled out all the paper work. He was riding high, his adrenilin was flowing! Now I want to do something for you he said looking over at his new found friend.
She had been great to him now for weeks, being his tour guide, watching old movies with him, listening to all his stories about Ireland, and his homesickness, cooking for him and just being a really good friend. They had made love only on that first date and had been keeping things just friendly since then.
"I want to take you to a really fancy restaurant tonight " he said.
"Wear your prettiest dress and we'll go out on the town to celebrate my good fortune" he said.
"Ok, I'd like that." she replied
She went home to shower and change for dinner and thought about the Irishman. He really was incredibly handsome with a body that matched his face. He had been charming to take all around for these last few weeks and she really enjoyed being with him. His voice and his accent still captivated her , she loved it when he talked about his homeland . But he had not been interested in keeping their intimacy going so she had chalked it up to lack of interest and was just glad to be his friend.
She wore a beautiful saphire blue strapless dress and her heels for their date,and pinned her hair up in a twist just to keep it off her neck. She addded her silver jewelry and was pleased with the effect when she looked in the mirror.
He knocked on her door and carried a bouquet of flowers. When she opened the door his eyes lit up at the sight of her. She looked stunning. He handed her the flowers and gave her a kiss on the cheek. As she floated out the door, her scent caught his senses and he inhaled deeply ..... she smelled delicious.
He drove his new car to the restaurant , using the new GPS to guide him there. He opend her door for her and she stepped out of the car. There was that scent again.
"I don't know what that perfume is your wearing but its driving me crazy " he said. And he reached for her arm pulling her close to him.He kissed her this time on the lips and she looked somewhat surprised.
They went in and the hostess seated them at a lovely table by the window. He ordered wine, and they toasted his new job. He told her how much he appreciated all the time she had spent with him and was so glad to have her to celebrate with. As they ordered their dinners he watched her carefully, her long fingers trailing down the menu, the slope of her shoulders, the glint in her eyes. They ordered and he continued to watch her as they talked,noticing how inticing her neck appeared in that gorgeous dress, how often she let one of those 1000 watt smiles out. He started to remember what it had been like that first night to make love to her and suddenly he grew hard, thinking about how it had been.
They talked late into the night, he wanted to know more about her now and asked a zillion questions. It's funny he hadn't asked her about herself during the past few weeks.
They finished their dinners, lingered over dessert and coffee and were ready to leave.
I feel like driving for a while, would you mind?" he asked
"No, not at all , it's a lovely night."
"It is that indeed he said looking right at her.
They drove for a while in silence and he put his hand on hers. They drove on and then he started to talk with that wonderful Irish accent that she could never get out of her head.
"I owe you an apology" he began.
For what?" she asked
"For ignoring how wonderful you are and how beautiful you are."
She had to laugh. he seemed so serious about it.
But then he didn't smile back and she realized he really was serious.
They pulled up in front of the apartment building and taking her hand he said
" I really want to make love to you tonight."
The door closed behind them as they entered her apartment. His mouth came down on hers and her knees went weak. The kiss went hot and wild.He picked her up and carried he to the bedrooom.
"I have had the desire to remove this dress all evening" he said and deftly unzipped her strapless dress lettting it fall to the floor.
His arms went around her as his lips came down on her mouth once more. He layed her down and trailed a long line of kisses across her jaw and down her throat.
He wanted flesh, the feel of it under his hands, the taste of it in his mouth. Her skin was warmer than silk and some how smoother.
She couldn't stop herself. This kind of raw, wicked need was new to her and left her defenseless. Her mouth met his, just as hungry, just as desperate. A low primal moan escaped her.His hands filled with her breasts and trembled as he took them into his mouth and satisfied his need to taste her.
He kissed down her torso to her center and his fingers plunged into her and brought her to the edge. His tongue plunged into her and put her over the edge. The heat sliced through her without warning sending her flying, flailing.
The blood was pounding in his head, His loins screamed for release. His heart hammered against his ribs. His fingers dug into her hips as he opened them and he plunged. Hard and deep so that his long moan melted into hers.She closed around him tight, moved under him reaching for his face. He drove her again and again srong steady strokes that she rose to meet. Her nails dug into his back, her cry muffled against his shoulder as she came. Her muscles clamped around him, owned him, destroyed him.
He was limp as she, wrecked, struggling to fill his lungs with air. Beneath him her body continued to quake, the aftershock of hard, satisfying sex.
He lay there quietly thinking about the day he had had. HIs life was falling into place, he had the job he had always hoped for, a new car sitting outside, a woman in his arms who just might complete his life, and sex that was better than ever. On a scale of one to ten today had been about a fifty! Life didn't get better than this! It must be his Irish luck he thought as he smiled into the darkness.
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