Bridge Engineering: Part 3

Settling In For A Long Winter’s Nap.

Based on a post by Architect 23 94, in 3 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Connected.

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We all said our goodnights, then Stefani and I made our way
back up the stairs. I closed the door to the basement and motioned for her to
wait for a moment. I reached up to a nearby shelf and very carefully removed an
old set of sleigh bells, which I silently hung on the doorknob as an early
warning system.

Stefani whispered, "Someone has been doing some serious
planning."

I quietly replied, "Yes, someone has. Is it
working?"

She answered by wrapping her arms around me and pulling me
into our first slow, introductory kiss. Our lips separated briefly, we looked
silently into each other's eyes for a moment, then our heads instinctively
tilted and our lips came back together with a deeper, more confident kiss. One
kiss blurred into two, then three, and continued until one was
indistinguishable from the next. Our mouths opened wider and wider, yearning to
feel the other partner's passion, before our tongues began a frantic dance
between her mouth and mine.

My hands began exploring the soft curves of her lower back,
just above where the satin dress flared outward over her hips, and her long
fingers ran through my hair as her hands eagerly pulled me into our hungry
kisses.

I lost all sense of time as we finally broke the passionate
tension that had been building between us over the past months. I hadn't
realized how much I missed an emotional and physical connection with a special
someone, and I knew she felt the same.

Our faces were both flush with passion and gasping for breath
when I reluctantly pulled away from our moment. Without saying anything, I
gently kissed her one more time, took her hand in mine, and led her toward the
loft stairs. Stefani understood my intentions and acknowledged her consent with
a beaming smile and by clutching my arm close to her body as we walked up the
stairs.

As we reached the top of the stairs, I motioned toward my
bedroom door where a branch of mistletoe hung in the threshold. Stefani saw it
and quickly moved to position herself as a gatekeeper in the doorway, saying,
"I'm glad you took my advice."

I responded by taking her in my arms and resuming the
passionate kissing and interplay of our tongues that had begun downstairs.
Stefani draped her arms around my neck and pressed her body against mine as my
hands slid down her back to feel the satin covered swells of her ass.

With our continued intimate contact, my cock responded and
began to expand downward inside my pant leg, sandwiched against Stefani's
pelvis as it grew. In her own expression of arousal, she extended one leg out
from the full length slit in her skirt and wrapped it around the back of my
thighs, intentionally pressing her skirt covered mound firmly against my
restrained tool.

Our mouths frantically struggled to find new depths and my
hands cupped her ass as she began urgently grinding herself against my cock.
The fervor was only broken when we began to lose balance and Stefani returned
to standing on both feet.

We both took the opportunity to occupy our hands in other
ways, hers sliding between us to grasp at my cock and to unsuccessfully pull at
my belt, and mine fumbling to release the back closure on her dress. Admitting
defeat, we both paused and I moved behind her to take a different approach.

My hand brushed her silken curls aside as I placed soft
kisses down the side of her neck and slowly loosened a series of clasps on the
back of her dress. She uttered soft moans of pleasure as my lips explored her
nape then concentrated on areas that drew the most response.

As I continued to expose more of her sensual back with the
release of each fastener, Stefani crossed one arm over her bosom to hold the
dress in place and reached behind herself with the other to caress the engorged
flesh straining within the stretched fabric of my slacks.

When I finished the last of the clasps, she removed her hand
from my cock and used it to push me backward onto the edge of the bed. I sat in
rapt attention as she took a couple steps away from me and, with her back
turned, stepped out of her heels to reveal neatly manicured toes with nails
painted to complement the color of her dress.

Now with bare feet, she turned to face me, still holding the
dress with one arm crossed over her tits. Her eyes erotically connected with
mine as her hands slowly slid the dress downward, seductively unveiling bit by
bit of her amazing body. First were her braless tits, pear-shaped handfuls with
the slight sag of an early-thirties mother and topped with aroused gumdrop size
nipples on proportionately sized areola.

With my attentive eyes and childlike smile suggesting
approval, the maroon satin curtain continued descending to uncover a slender
torso with modestly toned abs and a cute concave belly button. Once her hands
reached the top flare of her hips, Stefani released the dress and let gravity
pool it at her feet.

Her flat stomach and thin waist gave way to supple curves of
womanly hips, which then tapered back to meet her long legs. The toned muscles
gracefully ebbed and flowed, punctuated by lean knees and petite ankles, all
proportionate to the scale of her tall, trim frame.

Stefani was a vision, standing before me in nothing but a
pair of black satin panties consisting of a small triangle over her sex and
thin ribbons of fabric extending outward over subtly visible hip bones. I
quickly shed my sport coat and shoes and began opening the buttons down the
front of my dress shirt as Stefani did a slow turn and playfully wiggled her
amazing heart-shaped ass.

I tore my gaze from her body and looked her lustfully in the
eyes as she completed her turn, "Wow, you are absolutely incredible!"

My shirt was completely unbuttoned and my full-mast erection
strained obscenely against the front of my dress pants. I pulled the shirt
tails out from under my waistband and started to unbuckle my belt, but Stefani
interceded, "Please, let me."

I dropped my hands to my sides as she closed the few steps
between us and bent forward to kiss me as I sat on the edge of the bed. We
shared a few short kisses before she placed her hands on my chest and gently
pushed my torso back on the bed. I propped myself on my elbows as she began
trailing kisses down the center of my chest and deftly pulled my belt free of
its buckle while opening my slacks.

By the time her kisses reached my waist, she was on her
knees before me and nuzzled her face against my boxer short covered rod and
began kissing along its fabric covered length. The eroticism of the sight and
the feel of her warm breath would have easily put me over the edge had I not
done everything in my power to hold back.

Sensing my edging, Stefani relented her touch and curled her
slender fingers under the waistband of my slacks and boxers. I lifted my hips
to assist while she pulled the waistband toward herself and carefully lifted it
over my straining bulge. Her eyes fixated on the vertical tower that sprung
upward as soon as it was free of its prison, and continued staring as she
pushed the unwanted clothing down my legs.

Once she had my pants fully removed, she slowly slid her
hands along the top of my legs while she placed a line of kisses up my right
inner thigh. She made one last kiss right next to the base of my cock then
nuzzled her face against it and cooed soft hums of contentment.

Meanwhile, her right hand took a moment to caress my pelvic
area before her long, slender fingers encircled my shaft and began to explore
its girth and length. After a few moments, Stefani pulled her head away from me
enough to visually inspect every detail of my cock as her hand slowly stroked
up-and-down and moved it from side-to-side, exploring its network of veiny
ridges and large swollen mushroom cap. Her attention resulted in a bead of
clear pre-cum pooling on my tip, which she leaned forward and licked away
before it dripped downward.

With her visual inspection seemingly complete, Stefani
continued to slowly stroke my cock while she moved her head downward and used
her tongue to caress my loose hanging, neatly shaven balls and then envelope
one of the globes fully in her warm mouth. At this point, the previous single
bead of pre-cum gave way to a steady stream trailing down the side of my shaft
and over the back of her hand.

After giving both orbs equal treatment, her tongue followed
my trail of precum over the back of her hand and up my throbbing shaft to its
source. She looked me deeply in the eyes as she slowly took my engorged head
into her mouth and swirled her tongue around its rim.

I held the approaching orgasm at bay by brushing her curly
locks aside and placing my hands on the sides of her cheeks to gently guide her
off my cock. I continued guiding her up to me where she put a leg on each side
of my hips to straddle over me.

I pulled her face down to mine and kissed her with
passionate urgency as her naked chest pressed against mine and my still leaking
cock sandwiched between my stomach and hers. As we kissed, she shifted her
position upward so her panty covered sex rested on my sh