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  Every time Alison saw Chad she couldn’t help but feel a little stirring of hope that he’d say something about Todd, but he never did.

  At least Roger was starting to step things up on their dates. The date he’d taken her on after her parent’s pool party she’d ended up taking the reins a little and sliding her hand into his pants to feel his hard cock. For a moment she’d been appalled at herself, but as he gasped and his dick throbbed beneath her fingers she found that she didn’t care. Maybe if Roger gave her what she needed then she’d be able to forget Todd. They’d kissed, harder and more passionately as she rubbed her hand up and down on his penis, his hands groping her breasts with more force than they had before – although still not quite with the roughness that she desire. But better. Oh dear god, so much better. Of course he’d stopped it before things got too out of hand.

  On their next date she’d gotten brave enough to go down on him. He’d liked that a lot, although he’d been a little shocked when she’d swallowed. Then he’d insisted on her getting a turn. That had almost turned into a bad thing because he’d been horrified by her completely shaved pussy. Well his words had been horrified, although she’d seen the glint of appreciation in his eyes too. But he’d never admit that it turned him on. Lying quickly she'd told him that she did it because it was cleaner during her period, but that if it bothered him she'd grow it out again. Unfortunately he'd taken her up on that and she now had a rather itchy mound of short hair.

  But she had high hopes that today when he came over to watch Breakfast at Tiffany's with her (she couldn't believe he'd never seen such a classic) that they might be able to move things a little further in the bedroom, so it would all be worth it. He was so charming and romantic and very good company for the most part, maybe if they could just find that spark then she could move on and really fall for him. So things might not sizzle completely with him, their sexual chemistry wasn’t entirely thrilling, but she’d creamed for him when he’d eaten her out. It gave her hope, even though deep down she knew there was something missing in the emotional connection, but that kind of thing could take time.

  Some days she actually managed to keep her thoughts focused on Roger without her mind turning to Todd. And she hadn’t watched the video of her and Todd since that last time when she’d used the butt plug. All evidence of her wild encounters were hidden deep in her closet.

  But that wasn't the thought for tonight. No, right now she was trying to get Roger to become all the things that she needed. Then she wouldn't need to think of Todd and his hard body and the devious ways he had of manipulating her pleasure and her mind. She was very excited about tonight, hoping that she might finally be able to seduce Roger into her bed. It made her giggle a little to think about seducing someone because it wasn't something she'd ever tried to do in her life. Before Todd she would have appreciated Roger’s no-pressure, take it slow tactics very much. Of course she would have grown bored with him by now too probably, since she wouldn’t tried to push anything. At least things with him were getting more interesting rather than less.

  Glancing around the room she decided it looked perfect. The light violet walls and white curtains on the windows made it look girly but inviting, innocent but sensual. Her sheets were 1000 thread count Egyptian cotton and were silky soft, very welcoming and sensual with their deep violet color. That morning she had arranged the sheets so that they were casually pulled back, as if she had tossed them off in the morning and just hadn't gotten around to putting them back in order, leaving a decent amount of bed space free. Just enough for her and Roger to lay on if one of them was on top of the other. Hint hint. Around the room there were little hints too - a picture of them on her desk, a lacy bra hanging out of her drawer to tantalize, and the sweet smell of roses coming from a vase filled with the flowers by her bedside. In fact it was the dozen red roses that he'd brought her on their last date.

  For food she had champagne to get him a little looser, little finger sandwiches, asparagus wrapped with prosciutto, chocolate covered strawberries (a double aphrodisiac) and regular strawberries with whipped cream. If watching a romantic movie with all those great finger foods (that also worked as aphrodisiacs) and her sexy little outfit didn't do it for him, she'd admit herself at a total loss. The irony of the situation made her smile a little, she was wooing him like most guys would be wooing a reticent girl. Still, she didn't mind the effort and it did add a little suspense to the situation. Will he or won’t he?

  Since they were staying in she figured that she should dress casually for him - a former boyfriend had once made a comment that he thought girls were sexiest when dressed very casually. It showed that they felt comfortable. So Allison had decided that maybe the drastic difference in her look might make Roger more likely to go after her, perhaps her stylish hairstyles and dressed up appearance made her intimidating or hard to approach. For tonight she was wearing a red scoop neck tank top with a built in bra so that she still had cleavage but her nipples could poke through and her breasts would jiggle a little when she walked. Other than that she was just wearing a pair of satin underwear and some loose pajama pants that had the "Sugar Baby" candy logo all over it. Brown curls tumbled loosely about her shoulders and face, and she was wearing just a hint of eye shadow and some mascara. It had taken a lot of thought to look as casually sexy and pretty as she did - more so then when she dressed up actually even if it had taken less work to get herself ready.

  Diana was going to spend the night at Chad's (not for the first time), so there was no way that Roger was going to be able to say no if she just did it right. The main trick would be to make him think he was making all the moves.

  The doorbell rang and Allison jumped up, strangely nervous, and went to answer the door, tilting her head flirtatiously as she opened it to see Roger holding a box of Godiva chocolate truffles. She loved truffles.

  "Ohh!!" she squealed, bouncing slightly like a giddy child so that her curls and her breasts bounced sexily. It worked because he was looking at her chest it jiggled, and she grabbed the box from him and kissed him passionately and aggressively. He never seemed to think that she was being too forward when she was aggressive after he'd given her a gift. "Thank you Roger, you're too good to me."

  She gave him a wide inviting smile as he stepped in, his eyes roaming over her body. That hungry look flashed in his eyes and then was subdued. Allison was determined to bring it out of him again. He was dressed casually for him in khaki's and a designer t-shirt and they quickly settled on the couch with the food in front of them.

  Towards the end of the movie his fingers started lightly stroking her arm and she could tell that he was watching her now rather than the television. Acting like she was paying close attention to the movie she sighed happily as the couple shared a passionate kiss in the rain, her breasts heaving as she lifted her chest with her breath. Taking one of the strawberries, even though she wasn't really hungry any more, she dipped it in the whipped cream and put it to her mouth, making sure that she got some of the cream on her lip. Pretending that she didn't notice, she went back to watching the movie but Roger's eyes were now riveted to the white sweetness on her pouty lower lip. Using one finger, he ran it along her lip and lifted in from her face. She looked up at him pretending to be startled at the touch; with his finger to the side of them they were now "accidentally" in perfect position for a kiss. He didn't let go of the opportunity and his mouth lowered onto her slightly parted lips, caressing them with his own.

  Seeing him lifting his hand towards her shoulder out of the corner of her eye, Allison shifted slightly - as though she was turning into the kiss - and his hand landed on the top of her breast. For a moment it seemed as though he might pull away and then his fingers started lightly stroking her breast, teasing her nipple to hardness through the cloth of her shirt. Turning into him even more she let her hand rest lightly on his upper thigh, fingers barely moving as she gently stroked him, trying to keep it subtle... more of an invitation than anything else. Rog
er liked things slow, she reminded herself. His hand slid into her shirt and cupped the underside of her breast, stroking her hard pebble of a nipple with his thumb. Allison let her hand tighten slightly on his thigh as arousal swelled in core. She could feel his dick was very hard against the back of her hand but she didn't do anything to let on that she'd noticed. Not yet.

  His other arm went around her waist, pulling her even closer into him and now she let the back of her hand press against his extremely hard dick as her body was shifted almost into his lap. Gently squeezing her breast, he massaged the soft globe with his fingers, and her pussy was leaking heavily as the light touch teased her mercilessly. Arching her back, she tried to press her breast more firmly into his hand and he squeezed roughly for a moment, but released as soon as she moaned. Their tongues danced in each other's mouth as he rubbed and stroked her breast, making her squirm with need. Finally he pulled away and looked deep into her eyes as his hand slid out of her shirt and he placed both arms around her waist.

  "Is Diana going to be back soon?" It was always the first question he asked and she felt a little thrill of excitement go through her. Good old Roger, right on schedule.

  "Nope," she said, smiling innocently as if she had no idea where this was leading to. "She's out for the night with Chad, he's taking her dancing and then back to his place to watch a movie." For some reason Roger thought that all her acquaintances and friends were as innocent and lady-like as he thought her to be, including Diana. For her part, Diana was so amused by the way that he treated her that she acted like a high school innocent when he was around. It completely cracked her and Chad up after Roger left, the things that he said to Diana and the way he treated her "tender" sensibilities. Allison had to admit that it amused her too.

  "Would you like to take this into the bedroom?" His gaze was completely serious as he looked down at her. That hint of something glinted in his eyes and she felt her insides quiver a little in response. Okay, so he wasn’t Todd – whom she wasn’t supposed to be thinking about darn it! – but he was here (which was more than Todd could say… stop that) and he wanted her (still more than Todd could say).

  Before she could managed to depress herself she firmly focused on the gorgeous man in front of her. Tilting her head so that her curls bounced a little and she looked as innocent as possible, she replied, "I think that would be ok."

  Startled, she laughed as he stood and swept her up in his arms. They probably looked like the cover of a bad romance novel - except that she was wearing far too much clothing. She was ready for some serious romancing and some seriously hot sex. Roger laid her down gently right on the space that she'd prepared on her bed. Smiling, she innocently stretched, as though working out the kinks in her muscles after sitting and watching a movie. Her back arched and pressed her breasts up as one of her feet ran enticingly along her calf, lifting one of her pant legs to expose her smooth shaved leg. A moment after she finished stretching she looked up at Roger, who was watching her with avid lust in his eyes. Yes, she was definitely playing this perfectly.

  He sat on the bed, next to her hip, and she sat up and brushed his hair back with her hand, knowing that the slight touch would get him to touch her. As she slid her fingers through his hair to the back of his head, she pulled him towards her slightly and he leaned forward to press their lips together. Their tongues danced as his hands stroking the soft sides of her stomach and hips. Her body tingled as he slid his hands under her shirt, pushing them beneath the built in bra, and he pulled away from the kiss in order to lift the shirt from her body. Allison helped by raising her arms so that her heavy breasts hung exposed and free, arched slightly towards him. As they kissed passionately, his hands sliding over the smooth skin of her back, she slid her hands under his shirt and around his back, stroking the small of his back with her fingers. After a few moments he pulled away from her and lifted his own shirt over his head, and she ran her hands up to his shoulders. The light touch passed over his stomach and then his nipples, making him shudder with the teasing sensation, and she just continued to act like she had no idea what she'd just done, that she'd just been trying to get her hands up to his shoulders. In truth, she was trying to get him so aroused that there would be no way he'd back out of sleeping with her.

  Roger's body slowly pressed down on hers, maneuvering so that he was between her legs when she was laid back on the bed as they continued to kiss. Her hand was wrapped around his shoulders, deftly making light circles on his upper back and neck with her fingers. Pulling away he started to move his mouth down her neck, sucking gently on her skin as his hands caressed her breasts gently, teasing her nipples with his fingers. Finally his mouth moved to her breast, and she moaned softly as his tongue made little circles on her tingling globes. Very gently, very subtly, she moved her hips against his body, not wanting to scare him off now that they seemed to be finally getting somewhere - if she hadn't been so horny and anxious she would have been very amused at the irony of her thinking. When it came to sex Roger was more the girl in the relationship than her.

  Mouthing her nipple, he very lightly sucked on the tender aching bud. Allison longed for him to nibble or suck it hard, but he did neither, just moved his mouth to the other nipple, mouthing that one as well and causing her to wriggle as the touch tantalized and teased. The light suckling did nothing but cause her nipple to ache even more for attention. Moving his mouth away from her breasts, his hands and lips began to slide down her stomach, causing her to lift her hips and moan. He didn't seem to mind this time and she thanked her lucky stars that this was apparently the response that he expected. Pulling her pants down her hips, he slid his fingers under the sides of her underwear as well and pulled them off her long legs. Looking approvingly at her furred mound he began kissing up her leg, starting at her ankle. By the time he reached her inner upper thigh Allison was clutching at her soft sheets, her body frantic with need for completion.

  Sliding his tongue up the center of her slit, Roger reached into his pocket and pulled out a condom. Almost Allison told him that he didn't need it, but then she remembered that he'd said a gentleman always uses as many forms of protection as possible. She watched, her pussy leaking sweet juices, as he pulled off his pants and rolled the condom over his rock hard dick.

  Leaning over her body he kissed her lips sweetly as he guided the head of his condom covered dick into her hole. Slowly he began working his dick in and out of her pussy, pushing more and more of his dick into her wetness, one slow centimeter at a time. Bucking her hips only helped so much, but he finally hit home. Kissing her neck and shoulders, he began a slow, tantalizing movement in and out of her. The gentleness of his thrusts barely made his body brush her swollen clit and she tried to rock against him, trying to press more of him into her... but she couldn't do anything about the agonizingly slow pace of his thrusts.

  Finally, her pussy aching with need, she moaned in his ear. "Oh... Fuck me Roger, fuck me hard."

  Completely shocked, Roger pulled back and looked at her, his expression showing his astonishment at her brazen words. Allison bit her lip, afraid that she'd gone too far, but his gaze softened as he looked at her anxious face. Kissing her gently on the lips, he told her, "Allison, I told you that I'm not that kind of guy, you don't have to pretend anything with me... I don't need you to act like some kind of sex object to get me going. I think you're wonderful and sexy and beautiful just the way you, and that's all I really need. I don't want you to act like anything else other than yourself."

  Smiling, he kissed her again, passionately and deeply.

  Allison felt more like cursing than ever. The fire was building up between her legs, her clit aching to explode in orgasm, and her pussy dripping juices down onto her expensive sheets, but nothing was happening that would bring her to completion. And he was telling her to be herself. Ha! Obviously he really did think she was the prim and proper society woman that her parents expected her to be. She pushed her hips up against him, but her own movements were more f
rantic than his and trying to rush him just threw them off rhythm. The intense teasing kept building up and building up inside her, and she closed her eyes to try and hide the frustration that she was feeling as he moaned softly into her hair. Finally his thrusts became a little harder as he approached his own climax, and as his dick buried its full length into her pussy, she managed to orgasm. A small wave of pleasure that barely took the edge off of the aching need that had built in her. He did nothing to help her orgasm reach its highest peak, and instead it tapered off disappointingly soon as he just held in place while her body bucked underneath his. Apparently though, her gasps and moans as her body heaved were enough to satisfy him that she'd been pleasured, and he kissed her deeply, happily.

  When Roger pulled out from between her legs she realized that she hadn't even felt him cum, the condom had removed almost all the feeling of having him inside of her and all the intimate joy of feeling his release. Smiling, hiding her disappointment and frustration, she excused herself to go to the bathroom and clean-up, leaving him lying on her bed completely content.

  In the bathroom she leaned back against the wall and roughly pinched her nipples, pulling on them hard to fulfill the aching need for a firm touch. Squeezing her round breasts she pulled and twisted the heavy globes, then returned to pinching and rolling her nipples with one hand as she let the other drift down to her pussy. Rubbing her swollen clit she started cumming immediately, her orgasm crashing over her as the long sexual teasing had gotten her so close to the brink of pleasure without actually fulfilling her. Biting her lip to keep from crying aloud, her body pressed into the wall as she pinched her aching clit, the pain driving her orgasm even higher as her body unloaded a whole day's tension with pleasure and fulfillment.

  Afterwards, her muscles quivering with satisfaction, Allison went back to her lover, snuggling in beside him on the bed. Roger smiled at her, completely unaware of her extracurricular activities in the bathroom, and they kissed again before settling in to cuddling and pillow talk.