Bambie and Tanner part 1

I was waiting for my man all day, and he said he would be home at five. It is now five to five I hope he is ready for what I have in store. The front door opens ten minutes after five. Tanner did not understand why the house was dim. He paid the electric bill.  
   
Tanner = Gina, are you in the back, hon? Why are the lights dimmed?  
   
Click…click…click  
   
Tanner = Gina, what’s going on?  
   
Gina came out in his white t- t-shirt tied in the front, and you could see she was not wearing a bra underneath. She had blue jean shorts on so short her ass cheeks were showing. The clicking came from those damn black heels he loved seeing her wear.  
   
It made her legs look amazing.  
   
Gina = Tanner, your late sweetie  
   
Tanner = Gina?  
   
Gina= No Bambi remember. Today is the anniversary of our first fuck. Because what we did was not love.  
   
Tanner looked at her, and she was not playing. Her hair was tied up. Eyes lined making the color of her eyes pop and those lips. So full it was reminding him how they feel around his cock.  
   
Tanner =Bambie, I need a shower.  
   
Bambie = No, you have to eat first. I know you southern boys like a good meal, so sit at that table and let me feed you.  
   
“What the hell has gotten into her? She hasn’t wanted to get together in a minute.” He thought.  
   
He sat at the table, realizing there was no smell coming from the kitchen. Bambi reemerged with a knife, and is that a fucking bottle of wine?  
   
She sat on the table in front of me, and she smelled sweet. I mean, really sweet.  
   
Bambi = I thought you would like dessert first. Sorry, I am not a Georgia Peach. Nothing beats  
Apple pie from New York. You want to take a bite out of it.  
   
‘Her dirty talk has improved over the years, that is for sure.’  
   
Laying back on her elbows she kept her eyes on me. She did two things I think I would have cum in my pants if I was a teen boy.  
   
She took that knife, slid it into the crotch of her jeans, and sliced it, revealing her wet pussy to me.  
   
Nice swollen and shaved. How I like it, She put the knife down. She took the bottle of red wine and began to pour it on the white t-shirt on her hardened nipples down to her wet pussy.  
   
Bambie= Now go in there and make me feel like your mouth was surgically sewn to my clit.  
Take those fingers, go in the center for the cream, and swallow.  
   
‘Oh fuck me.’  
   
I did what she wanted and watched as she played with her nipples through the shirt—squeezing and pinching. She was making those sounds, Shit  my dick was so hard. I put three fingers in, knowing she likes to be eased into three.  
   
She was clenching around them and grinding herself on my lips.  
   
Once I put in four fingers, her firm thighs began to tremble, and her breathing increased.  
   
Bambi = I’m cuming, and you better drink me.  
   
Damn  
   
She tightened up and flowed like sweet maple syrup on pancakes, I took my fill of her.  
   
Bambi = Your bath is ready. I’ll be right there.  
   
Tanner = You're sending me to the bath with a hard dick?  
   
Bambi = I’ll be right there.    
   
I rose from the table and walked around. She grabbed my cock, and said, “I’m gonna give you all of Bambi tonight," and she kissed my dick through my pants.  
   
I knew I was leaking precum.