...Being a Saturday afternoon, Jamie knew he should have realized the pool would be extra busy and the lounge chairs already occupied. On top of that, the pool itself had been taken over by a group of guys engaged in what appeared to be a game of water polo, but was better described as an excuse for a bout of rough horseplay. With water flying in all directions, Jamie suggested they’d be better able to think and discuss plans in the air-conditioned comfort of his apartment.

As he sat down on his living room sofa, Mary settled beside him.

“You want something cold to drink?” he asked. “Soda? Beer?”

She inched a little closer. “Maybe later.”

“So…we need to come up with ways of finding you some new business. I think maybe the best idea would be—”

“Can we talk about it later?”

He felt an odd prickling sensation at the back of his neck. “I thought that’s what we came here to do.”

“We did, and we will. But…” She turned slightly, slipping her hands under the back of his T-shirt and pressing her head against his chest. “Last December was a long time ago, Jamie. I…umm…I’ve kinda missed you. A lot more than I thought I would. I’m…err…getting kinda desperate, I guess.”

“Desperate? Hmm…” Jamie wasn’t sure if she was saying what he hoped, or if it was just wishful thinking on his part. He wrapped his arms around her and hugged her close. “This better?”

She moved up until her mouth was on a level with his. “Kiss me, Jamie. And I don’t mean a friendly peck on the cheek. Like I said, I’m…you know.”

“Desperate?” He ran his tongue along her lips and slid one hand down to squeeze and caress her bum. “You want me to pretend to be that pirate captain?”

She giggled and slid a hand between their bodies so she could touch his cock. “That could be difficult. No hat, no boots, no sword, no…” She moved back a little, slid down the zipper on his jeans and sent Jamie’s control hovering in the danger zone as she began to explore. “Definitely no tree trunk. It seems smaller than last time.”

He laughed and leaned back to give her better access. “It’s like any living thing…it withers and dies without the right attention.”

“Is that so?” She unbuttoned his jeans, wiggled them down below his hips, and as she took him in her hand, she looked up at him with an inquiring but gleeful smile. “I can’t allow anything bad like that to happen to this poor little guy. So…what do I have to do to reverse the process?”

The way he felt at that moment, so full of love and need, made Jamie want to forget about playtime and simply give them the satisfaction they both craved. Last December was indeed a very long time ago. But the fact Mary loved him enough to want to give as well as take made him clamp down on his own desires and hold back.

He reached down and touched her face. “Pretty much what you did last time. Just use your imagination.”

“My imagination can be pretty wild at times.”

“So long as you don’t bite.”

“As if I would.” She ran the tip of her finger from the root of his shaft to the tip and followed it with her tongue, hooting with delight at the result. “Hey, I like this. Instant reaction.”

Jamie gritted his teeth, wondering how long he could take her inexperienced ministrations. She repeated the experiment, and he groaned. “That’s enough for now, or you’ll be in for a big disappointment.”

“Meaning you’ll come?”