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In our last two installments, I told you about how I met my MILF Maxi, and about our evolving sexual relationship. I concluded the last installment with a story about the first time I gave Maxi a *quot;chair massage.*quot; I kind of left everyone hanging at the end (no pun intended). My apologies. You see, it's very difficult for me to even think about the next part of my story, much less write about it in detail. In fact, I was thinking of skipping this part and jumping right into the good stuff. But that wouldn't be fair to you. So, I'll pick up where I left off. You really need to hear the whole story.

After Maxi's massage, I spoon-snuggled with her on her bed. She turned to me, looked at me with those seductive Latina brown eyes of hers and said, *quot;Vinny, I really want to give you a blow job. Would that be okay? I really need to suck that big thick cock of yours.*quot;

I never thought I would be in a position in which a gorgeous woman actually asked me for permission to give me a blow job.

*quot;Maxi, you could do anything to me that you want. I just want to make sure that you're ready for it. After all, this is more than a baby step. And you know you're special to me. I don't want to rush you.*quot;

*quot;That's sweet of you Vinny. I know you care for me,*quot; Maxi responded. *quot;But yes, I'm ready for the next step. Not only am I ready, but I'm gonna suck that cock of yours so well that your head might explode.*quot; She kissed me deeply, then winked at me and asked, *quot;So Vinny, the question really is, 'Are you ready?'*quot; She didn't wait for an answer.

Maxi began to lick me from my Adam's apple to my navel. She focused her tongue on my belly button, and with one hand rubbed my now hardened shaft through my pants. Then she unloosened my belt and zipper with her other. It didn't take much time for her to get my pants off and she went right to work giving me the best blow job of my life. Having been in the military, I traveled to many different countries. And I've been blown in every one of them. This blow job was off the charts in comparison to all the others. But I'm jumping ahead.

Once she had my pants off, Maxi knelt on the bed in front of me and spread my legs. She spent what seemed like hours licking and sucking on my balls. While doing that, one of her hands focused on my cock. In part 1 I told you how seductively Maxi jerked me off. She used some of that same technique now with her perfectly manicured hands. Her fingers were long and slender and her nails were perfectly done in red polish. What a turn-on to see a sexy female hand wrapped around your cock, alternating between squeezing and tickling. She took the back of her hand and very lightly tickled the back of my shaft with her finger nails. It's a wonder I didn't blow my load just then. But as with the hand job she gave me, she knew exactly how far to take me before backing off. Maxi grabbed a pillow and shoved it under my back so that my ass was angled up. While she gripped my cock with one hand, she started working my ass with her tongue. At one point I could have sworn that somehow she got the tip of her tongue into my asshole. She was right when she said my head would explode! This was something I had never experienced before. And all the while, she kept me at the edge, not letting me blast off.

*quot;Oh fuck Maxi! What the fuck are you doing to me?*quot;

I remembered saying that much but not much else. She had me in a complete frenzied state. But even though it was erotic, the time she spent carefully stimulating me went way beyond sex. The woman had to have feelings for me, as she was blowing me with what I can only describe as tender loving care.

Turning her attention back to my cock, she brought her mouth up and her tongue danced around and around the head, alternating between fast and slow, swirling around and around, stopping at the very sensitive back of the head where the tip meets the shaft, and letting her tongue linger in that spot. It was unbelievably hot just watching her. All the while, I was gently rubbing her soft chestnut hair with my right hand, and caressing her left shoulder with my other. She'd come back around and swirl her tongue around, picking up more pre-cum. Between the sensations she was giving me and watching her with strings of pre-cum on her lips was like watching a major porn star.

She began to take my shaft into her mouth, slowly taking about half my length down to her throat. I thought this was it. She was going in for the kill. My whole cock would not fit in her mouth, but she hungrily took me as far down as she could. With each up and down suck, she would swirl her tongue around the shaft. While she was doing this, Maxi was moaning. The combination of the vibrations from her moans, her sucking, and her revolving tongue, brought me back to the edge again. But once again, as if on cue, she stopped just in time.

*quot;God Tony, your cock is so thick. I'm gonna have to do something special to make you cum.*quot;

I couldn't imagine what she meant. As far as I was concerned, what she had done so far was the most special thing anyone has ever done to me. It's a little cevizli escort hard for me to describe her next move, but I'll do the best I can for you. If I were to put a label on it, I would say it was kind of a half blow job, half hand job. She grabbed a handful of lube and put it on the palm of her right hand. Her palm went to one side of my cock, and her mouth went to the other side. While rubbing the left side of my cock only with the palm of her hand, she vigorously sucked the right side with her mouth, up and down. Both her hand and her mouth went up and down in a rhythm, up and down, applying just the right amount of friction to bring me to the edge and beyond. I couldn't hold it any longer.

*quot;Maxi, fuck, I'm cuuuumming!*quot; I screamed. She moaned gently in response, and with a deep grunt, three quick, thick shots erupted from the head of my cock going straight up in the air, and landing on my mid-section. Maxi quickly went back to sucking my shaft and milked every last drop from me. When she was done, she lapped up the cum on my belly and swallowed it. This is a scene I will never forget as long as I live.

*quot;Where did you learn to do that?*quot; I asked. *quot;That was like a porn star move!*quot;

*quot;Just for you Vinny. I would only ever do that for you.*quot;

Completely spent and totally exhausted, I snuggled up to Maxi and quickly drifted off to sleep. At some point, I woke up to find Maxi gently rubbing my chest and looking into my eyes. What I said next came from my heart for a woman who made me trust another female again. I just went for it and said, *quot;Maxi, I love you baby.*quot;

I'm not sure what Maxi was thinking in response to my profession of love. She looked a bit stunned and confused, and clearly she was not expecting this. We just both kind of froze for seconds which seemed like hours. Whatever the emotions that were floating around in her head, clearly, the seductive part of the evening was over. Tears formed in her eyes, and she began sobbing. Running into the bathroom, I could hear the door lock behind her.

*quot;Maxi, sweetie, what's wrong?*quot; I must have sounded like a wounded puppy.

She wouldn't answer me at first, but after a few minutes she said, *quot;You need to leave. I need some space. Just please go.*quot;

This reaction was totally unexpected. Did I force her to do this too soon? Was she not ready for this next step in our relationship? Or was it my saying the L word that turned her off. I asked her again, *quot;Honey, what's the matter? Please let's not end tonight this way.*quot;

*quot;Just go, Vinny*quot; she replied, this time with a bit more determination and emotion in her voice.

I told her that I would get dressed and leave but only if she promised to call me later. She never gave me that promise. I got dressed very quickly and left. The drive home was brutal. I was awash with a range of emotions. But I made it home and instantly picked up my phone and called her. She didn't answer, and it went right to voice-mail. I left a message that never got returned.

It should come as no surprise to you that I didn't get much sleep that night. The next morning and my workday wasn't any better. As soon as I got to work, I texted Maxi: *quot;I hope u r OK. Really worried bout u. Please text or call.*quot;

When I broke for lunch I still hadn't received any calls or texts in response. So, I texted her again: *quot;What's wrong? Y won't u call me?*quot; No answer to that text either.

I struggled through the rest of the day at work, and just before leaving, I received the following text from Maxi: *quot;I need a little space right now. I know u r confused. Please don't call. I trust that u won't show up at my apartment. Please give me some time.*quot;

Given the anxiety that I suffered through over the next several days, I knew that I really loved Maxi. There really wasn't ever any doubt from the first time I caught her eye when she was working as a temp at my job at the front desk. Over one week later and still no text or call from Maxi. I was beginning to lose hope. Friday afternoon rolled around and my friend Joe at work reminded me that we had a bachelor party that night for our co-worker Tyrone. I really wasn't in any mood to party. And I kind of suspected what they had planned for the evening. I just wasn't into it. But Joe knew what I was going through. He was the only one I told. I also told Joe that it might not be a good idea for the Human Resources Manager to show up at a strip club. I really wanted to pass on this party. Joe insisted that a night out would do me a world of good. I really was in no mood, but I was committed, and Tyrone was a great guy, so reluctantly, I agreed to go. I had a few month-end reports to run that afternoon, so I told the guys I would be a bit late. I arrived at Garters