“It should. It’s the same wine the clerk spilled on you the day we first met.”
“Listen, Max. I accepted your apology, but I need to apologize too. It wasn’t your fault that the clerk dropped the wine. I was just pissed that you laughed. It made me feel insecure and I lashed out. I shouldn’t have given you such a hard time.”
“I know of a way for you to make it up to me.”
“Oh yeah? What’s that?”
“Bring those lips over here. I have been dying to taste them again.”
Without hesitation, PJ took a swig of her wine and then leaned closer to him, allowing Max to drink from her mouth. Their tongues tangled causing Max to groan. He couldn’t believe that she was kissing him like this. That move she pulled by sharing her wine with him was the sexiest thing that had happened to him in a very long time. That little move had turned him all the way on. Once he had his fill, Max pulled away and gazed into PJ’s eyes.
“Can I call you Pashen?”
“Why?”
“Because you are the most passionate woman I have ever met. PJ just doesn’t fit you outside of work.”
“Alright, you can call me Pashen if you promise only to do it when we’re alone. Deal?”
“I can do that. Now, give me an answer to my original question and not a quote from a movie.”
“Okay, my truth is that I want to go back to school to get a second master’s degree because I am afraid that I am in over my head as CFO. I am doing the job and I will work hard at it, but there are some things I have never done before. Latti is helping me, but I don’t want to let him down. Now, it’s your turn.”
“My truth is I want more than anything to become a nationally recognized meteorologist. I don’t necessarily need the fame, but I crave that recognition. You know, someone to say I am excellent at my job and mean it. I don’t want the fake accolades that I get from my peers now. I want to be respected for my knowledge and hard work. To be seen as a man at the top of his profession, not a dancing clown.”
“Yea, I get that. It feels good to have that sincerity. It helps build your confidence. I’ll tell you what, let’s make a pact right now that we will always tell each other the truth. No sugar coating the issue. No ass kissing. Just plain old truth and loyalty.”
“That sounds like a plan. I have to say, you are a breath of fresh air. And you are exactly what I need in my life.”
The rest of the evening went as well as the first part. After dinner, the couple took a lazy walk around the museum, taking in the artwork and displays. Once they were done, Max escorted her home. Since they lived in the same building, it made it easy for him to get the courage to invite her to stay with him. As they exited the elevator, he took her hand and gently tugged her toward his place.
“What are you doing, Max?”
“I’m not done with you. Not by a long shot. Spend the night with me, Pashen.”
“You think you can handle all these curves?”
“I’m sure of it.”
The smile that crossed her face caused Max’s already firm manhood to stiffen even more. His steps quickened and she fell in line behind him. Max wanted to appear the cool, calm and collected man he had been at dinner, but he was moments away from really tasting this woman and he was a bit flustered. He dropped the keys as they entered the apartment.
When he bent to pick them up, he came face to face with her treasure. He licked his lips at the thought of tasting her and dropped to his knees. After pushing the door closed, he grabbed her hips and brought her forward, so his nose was pressing in between her thighs. She smelled delicious causing him to inhale deeply.
“Damn baby. You smell so good.”
Unable to control himself, he licked her through her clothes. Pulling the material up, making a camel toe impression, Max began to feast on PJ’s pussy. He sucked on her clit, causing her legs to wobble a bit. He began to think she wasn’t kidding when she exclaimed, she wasn’t wearing any panties. He certainly didn’t detect any.
He continued sucking her clit while his fingers massaged her intimate lips. The way she grabbed his hair told him she was liking what he was doing. It took less than two minutes for her to come. The mewling noises that came from her throat made his dick harden even more than it was.
She leaned against the wall for support as he was relentless in his pursuit of her pussy. He needed to have her juices in his mouth. Even with the material from her clothing absorbing some of her goodness, she was so wet he had plenty to satisfy his need.