The fiery rose

I open the door slowly.
There she was. Beautiful smile, dark green eyes and fiery red hair. Not to mention, black low cut shirt and skin-tight jeans.
Oh damn, tanned skin – medium size breast and an ass to boot.
“Renee?”
“Daemon! Hi!”
She quickly leaps into my arms, clutching me tightly and somewhat choking me.
“It’s been so long!” she exclaims.
“It’s..been..too…long!” She quickly lets go.
“Sorry.”
“It’s fine.”
“Want to come in?”
“Yes!” Her eyes lit up with excitement.
We sat there for a few minutes catching up with one another. She sat in my recliner as I sat on the adjacent couch. Apparently, she is about to start up college in New York, but refused because of her burn out of a boyfriend going as well.
“Remember that night you rescued me?”
“Yeah.”

“I never did thank you properly.”
Renee seemed to be hinting at something. She stared at me. Right in the eyes with a longing. A longing I couldn’t understand.
“You did. you and your mom both were grateful. I’m just glad to see you grew up into a beautiful young woman.”
“You know…I fell in love with you that night. I wanted to kiss you in the ER that night and never let go.”
What? I was dumbfounded by her words. She quickly took my hand into hers. “I would have let you take me that night, if you wanted.” She spoke softly.
What the fuck is this?
“I…I…” I struggled to get my words out. Like an idiot, I struggled. Here I am, Thirty-two and unable to talk to that same little girl I rescued as she hit on me with sexual intent. She stops for a moment and reaches for the inside of the recline. Oh shit!
She slowly pulls out my pocket pussy. Her face turns bright red as she looks at it, “What is this?!”
“Don’t laugh. I was….”
“Horny?” She interrupted.
“Yeah.”
Renee inspects the pocket pussy slowly. Looking at every detail and even opening it up. “It’s wet! Were you jacking off when I knocked?”
Shit. Cornered. How can I let a nineteen year old corner me like this!
“Yeah..”
“Were you thinking of me?” What is it with Renee and her loaded questions. She quickly notices the DVD casing. Fuck! I forgot that detail.
“Guess not.”
She stands up slowly, leaving the Pocket Pussy on the recliner and stands directly in front of me. She slowly takes both hands and removes her shirt revealing her unbound breast. Her nipples, light pink and hard, her chest heaving up and down from nervousness, I assumed. Renee turns around, pointing her small round ass at me as she undid her belt and pants button, slowly pulling them down to reveal her hairless slit. Holy shit! What’s happening here?
“I dreamed of this day since we met. ” She spoke softly, going down to her knees as she placed herself right in front of my now throbbing cock. Powerless, I watch on as she digs her fingers into the hem of my shorts to pull them down revealing my massive hard-on throbbing for her hands or lips to touch them. She slowly wraps her fingers around my cock slowly pumping it as she leaned in to suck on the head. I grip the couch as she continue to suck on the head and pumping slowly. Her eyes point directly at me as she stops for a single second, “Do you like what I’m doing, Daemon?”
“Oh god, baby. Yes…” She smiles briefly before opening mount and slowly taking my cock and wrapping her soft lips around it. She slowly moves up and down, sucking each time she went down. Oh god, I haven’t felt this in years. She continued to suck my throbbing cock while she started to fondle my balls in tandem. Slowly removing herself, she moves down to my balls and begins to suck on them one by one while she wrapped her hand around my cock once more and starts pumping it up and down. I could feel my cock beginning to tingle and my balls tighten as I began to climax, “I’m going to cum, baby!” Renee moans softly as she takes my cock into her mouth and pumps my cock with her hand as hard as she could. She continues to moan as I respond in kind,”Oh, baby. Oh yeah, here I cum…here I cum baby.” I explode. All the years of pent up sexual frustration and neglect all in the same moment. She sucks as my cock continued to pump out my cum. My hands tightly gripping the couch cushion in which I sat the sensitivity in my cock gives way.