Hazel slides out of her dress and into a lace thong, and I motion for her to follow me out to the balcony. I rest my hands on the railing and look up at the stars. The lights from the other houses flicker in the distance.
“It’s beautiful out here, but someone is so going to catch us,” Hazel says, covering up with her hands.
“Don’t worry about that,” I tell her, grabbing her arms away from her body.
“Maybe you like the idea that someone might watch,” Hazel concludes.
I just shrug and watch her as she leans up against the railing to take in the view. I come up behind her and gently move her hair aside to kiss her neck.
She moans and pulls me in closer to her, rubbing her ass against my cock.
“Fuck me,”
“You want me to fuck you out here on the balcony where somebody can watch?” I ask, guiding my cock into her pussy.
“Yes, fuck me right her. I don’t care,” she insists.
Always one to please, I slide myself deep inside of her and hear her let out a deep moan.
She continues to moan as I pump in and out of her. I have her gripping onto the railing and getting so loud that I see some of the neighbors peeking out the window to see the show.
I grab her neck and squeeze tightly as I slam into her over and over again. Her pussy feels so fucking good, and I can’t get enough of it.
In a moment of ecstasy, Hazel screams and starts shaking with me still inside of her. I can feel her dripping onto my balls.
“Fuuck!”
At that time, I grab her hair and release myself inside of her, and we scream together.
I pull my cock out of Hazel and guide her back inside while we both giggle.
“We were so loud!” Hazel exclaims.
“I know. I think it’s okay, though,” I assure her.
“Oh, I know you don’t care!” Hazel says.
“So now what?” I ask.
“I’m exhausted. You fucked me to the point of putting me to sleep,” Hazel says and flops onto the giant bed.
“You seem pretty at home,” I notice.
“I could get used to this,” she tells me.
“Do you want a tee shirt?” I ask her.
“Yeah. I’m going to go brush my teeth and wash my face, too.”
“I have an extra toothbrush under the sink in the bathroom. It’s brand-new,” I inform her.
“Thanks. I’ll be ready for bed in just a bit,” she says.
I go pick up the trail of clothes in the hallway and put hers on a chair in my bedroom. My instinct tells me to put the clothes in the closet, and I realize I could also get used to having Hazel around.
Hazel makes me feel so strong and masculine while still challenging me and pushing me to be better. She is so darn fun and cute.
Am I starting to think of her as a potential girlfriend?
This date certainly went well. And even though I don’t know how she feels, I can’t help but open up to the possibilities.
I know that I need to let Dylan know about my intentions... I just hope he’s cool with it.