[unonimus]

So, here it is, the end of week one of the semester. But even better than that, It's payday! I can buy more books!

I emailed her and asked how the book drive was going. Told that payday was coming and if she still needed some help, I would be happy to contribute. To my delight, she responded. She told me that she tried to meet a couple other guys, but (in her words) "they flaked." (Can someone explain to me who flakes on an athletic 19 year old who is offering to let you lick her p*ssy? Certainly not this guy.) Then she asked when I was free again. I told her any night this week and she immediately emailed back "How about tomorrow night?" Like I'd say no... HA!

We talked about where we would meet this time. The dark parking lot from Sunday night would not be as empty on a Thursday night. As it turns out, she had been scouting out some other locations and had a spot already picked out. I like the way this girl thinks.

So then the conversation turned to what she would like to do this time. She's uncomfortable with the age difference, and so she said she just can't do anything for me, but she is fine with me doing anything I want with her - as long as my clothes stay on. It's not what I was hoping for, but then again, it's not a bad arrangement. It is kind of funny to me, though, that she's fine with an old guy burying his face in her promised land, but can't get herself to bury her face in his.

Anyway... she told me the other night that one of her fantasies is having a professor offer to give her a massage, to help her relax and let go of the stress of a week of classes, and then try to take advantage of the situation to cop a feel or more. So I offered to do that for her this time around. I even have some massage oil I offered to bring, to which she replied, "Sure that could be fun and slippery". Well, yeah, that's what I'm hoping!

So the next 24 hours took forever. I had to act like an adult and go to work and try not to think about what I would be doing that night. Of course, I work on a college campus, so everywhere I looked there were beautiful young coeds wearing as little as they could get away with. (It is August and still hot here.) I just kept reminding myself, "Don't stare, you'll be getting yours soon enough."

Finally, the evening arrived. I got to the new spot a little early and waited. She pulled up a few minutes later and I hopped in with her. We drove around to a dark corner, parked the car, and crawled into the back seat. She had it all prepped like she did last time. It really is amazing how much room she has back there.

I had her lie down, still fully clothed, and began with her feet. I was trying to be thorough and thoughtful. I want her to enjoy herself enough to keep the door open for part 3 and beyond, you know? I worked her feet, her ankles, and on up her legs. I could feel her shiver as I got higher on her thighs, but then I reversed course and worked my way back down to her toes. I asked how it felt, and she mostly just moaned. I asked if there was anything I could do for her that I wasn't doing already. She said, "You could move a little higher." All in due time...

I had her roll over and I started to rub her shoulders. I asked her about her first week of school. At first she didn't want to answer - we both understand the importance of keeping things discreet. We have shared very few details about one another. But as I worked out her tight muscles, she began to loosen up. I worked my way down her spine, until I got to her waist, then slipped my hands under her shirt and began to move back up towards her shoulders. Of course, as I did, her shirt made it's way up her body, too.

I went ahead and pulled her shirt up over her head and took it off. She still had her bra on, but we both knew it would be gone soon enough. I used the massage oil on the small of her back and rubbed it in. I could hear moan again, so I knew things were going well. She loved the smell of the oil (lavender) and commented on how relaxing everything was. As I moved up her back toward her shoulders, I decided this would be a good time to undo her bra. We don't want to get the oil all over it, do we? As soon as I got it unhooked, she slipped it completely off. This girl doesn't waste time. So I continued to apply the oil, and just as she predicted, things got very slippery.

I decided it was time to move a little lower. She still had her cute little jean shorts on, but we remedied that. So now she's lying on her stomach wearing nothing but her sexy red thong. At this point I should probably remind you that she described herself in her original ad as having an athletic body. Well, that's no exaggeration. This night, as she became more comfortable, she told me she is a runner and a former gymnast. And let me tell you, there's not an extra ounce of fat anywhere to be found. Trust me, I have explored every inch of her body, and it is the tightest I have ever had the pleasure to know.

So here she is, lying in front of me with her cute little ass cheeks just begging for some attention. I kept the oil flowing and began to work those beautiful glutes. I could tell she still wanted more, so I flipped her over, applied the oil liberally over her tummy and made sure everything was nice and slippery. And that's when I let my fingers duck under her panties and down to her p*ssy. What I found was unbelievable. It was the juiciest, warmest, wettest sn*tch I've ever felt. Oh my... The panties had to go, and so I started to try to remove them. But she said, "Wait. First, can you do this for me?" Then she flipped over, stuck her ass in the air and told me to make her cum through her panties. Who am I to deny a request like that? But eventually, I needed a taste. So I removed the thong and buried my face between her cheeks. Nothing has ever tasted so sweet as the p*ssy juices that were still flowing.

Honestly, I lost track of time. Just like the first night, she let me do anything I wanted with her naked body, as long as my clothes stayed on. Her naked athletic body. Her former gymnast, current runner body. Her 19 year old, smoking hot body. That body. Anything I wanted. And even though she keeps herself quiet, I know now how to recognize when she climaxes. I am having trouble keeping count of how many times, though.

We played for 90 minutes or more. And as much as it would be great to get naked with her, I really can't think of many times when I've had more fun with a woman. (Note to you younger guys: Yes, it's great when a woman makes you come, but it's way more fun to bring her to climax over and over again. Better to give than receive, you know? This is a truth I did not know when I was 19. Or 25. Or even 30.)

So, I helped her find her clothes and get dressed again. And we drove back to where I was parked. I told her that I can't believe that she had a couple guys flake on her. Told her they are idiots. (Of course, I'm glad they did. All the better for me.) Then I said I'd be happy to do this again sometime, but that I understand that her books are basically paid for by now.

As I got out of the car, she said "There's always rent."

PS - This afternoon she emailed me and gave me an address to use to contact her directly, rather than through the email relay from the ad site. I feel like part 3 is real possibility. Did I just become a sugar daddy?