Getting Back in the Dating Pool, 3 - Sex Stories

Getting Back in the Dating Pool, 3

... be close. A good lathering of soap and they slid over each other well. It took only a few minutes for Matt to help her reach orgasm, his cock sliding between her butt cheeks and one hand around caressing her breasts and the other stroking between her legs. It was pretty erotic. After holding her as she shuddered through her orgasm he got out of the shower and got dressed while she cleaned up. He headed downstairs and when she joined him half an hour later, he had caught up on the news and finished a second cup of coffee. He was looking around for breakfast. He’d pulled some eggs out and was wondering what to do with them.

“I make a pretty decent omelet. Sound good?”

She smiled, “Sounds great. I think I hit the lottery here, good looking, smart and can cook? Be still my heart!”

Matt perused the contents of the fridge and pulled out a couple of packages of cheese and some sliced ham. Half an onion and some spinach came out too. A quick chop of the onion and he threw it into the pan and sliced up the ham and spinach and added them to the mix once the onions got translucent. A minute or two and he pulled the pan off the stove and slid its contents into a bowl. He whisked up the eggs, added them into the pan and then carefully filled half the bottom with the mix and some of the cheese. He set the finished plate down in front of Star and finished making up his own.

“The dealership said my car should be ready about noon. You could drop me off on your way home.”

“Easy ...

... enough, what should we do until then?” He certainly had some ideas, but wasn’t sure his sore shaft could handle them.

“Well, we could do a few odds and ends around here, I could use someone’s help with a few things I don’t know how to do myself. My washtub sink faucet is dripping, know anything about fixing one of those?”

Matt laughed and after being pointed to the small ***********ion of tools, he went to work on a few fixes she pointed out. He had to settle for flipping the washer in the faucet over, as she didn’t have any plumbing equipment, but it stopped the drip. He’d have to get a new washer before this one fell apart. Just the thought of thinking into the future was enough to give him a feeling he hadn’t had for a long time, something to look forward to.

He dropped her off at the garage and watched her walk in. She really had a nice ass, one that would have caught his attention in any situation. Star’s jeans hugged her curves nicely and it was with a sense of disappointment that he watched her disappear behind the door. He waited until she drove out before giving her a wave and a smile and headed back to his own place.

He called Star Sunday morning, not too early. Matt didn’t want to be too eager, but certainly didn’t want to wait too long before talking with her. She sounded a bit sleepy, and the first thing she said was, “Wish you were here beside me.”

“It isn’t that far, I could be there pretty quickly!”

“As tempting as that is, I think I better ...