Danielle's Diary: A Casino Run and A Dinner Date

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Danielle's Diary

The Amorous Exploits of a New Jersey T-Girl

Episode 1: "Vacation in Atlantic City!

Chapter XIV: A Morning Sexcursion and A Lonely Cowboy"

by DanielleStefani997@yahoo.com

Copyright(c)2023 Danielle Stefani, All Rights Reserved

Day 12: Thursday

"Uhn!"

Danielle's body stiffened. In one hand, she grasped Jason's hair roughly; in the other, she grabbed onto the shower curtain. Suddenly, her existence imploded in an instant and was then fractured across the universe in a blinding explosion as she erupted her gurlcum into her lover's mouth. Jason's tongue sent electric shocks that she felt from her cock to her quivering asshole to her curling toes. Each spurt of her hot sperm in his willing mouth launched her further through the cosmic zone of ecstasy. Each movement of his wiggling fingers inside her clenching anal ring amplified the throbbing in her cock. She moaned at the ceiling loudly and the heavens trembled. She humped her hips, driving her cock into Jason's mouth, temporarily gagging him. With his free hand, he held his lover's ass as he kneeled in front of her, steadying her in the wet tub as her sperm pooled in his mouth.

The warm spray of the shower rained down softly upon him as Danielle slowly came down to Earth breathing heavily, caressing his head. He swallowed the mouthful of semen that had collected and gently withdrew his fingers from her still-pulsating boipussy. He let her softening cock slip from between his lips and he stood up, cradling her in his arms as her knees grew weak from the intense orgasm.

"I've got you, baby," he said, kissing her wet head.

She draped her arms around him moaning slightly, trying to catch her breath.

"I'm going to have to get going soon."

He felt her nod her head a few times as she rested on his shoulder. He kissed her head a few times more and then felt her shiver momentarily.

"Besides, the water's getting chilly and you're getting cold."

She raised her head and looked at him through sex-glazed eyes. Then she kissed him deeply, tasting herself on his tongue.

"You okay now?" he asked.

She took a deep breath and said, "Yeah, I'm good. That was intense."

"You did cum pretty hard," he said as he turned off the water. "I can't believe how tight your ass got."

"Well, that's what happens when you stick a couple of fingers up my pooper when you suck my cock," she chuckled.

Pushing aside the shower curtain, he said, "I'll have to do it more often."

She chuckled as he helped her out of the tub. They dried quickly and went back out into the room where Jason started to dress. Danielle slipped on cotton bra and panties and went to the safe. As Jason finished getting dressed, Danielle took out the gold charm that she'd bought for him.

"Baby," he said as she walked up to him, "I might not be able to see you for a while. After work tonight I have some family stuff to take care of and I'll probably head straight home to go to bed as I start a double in the morning. So I won't be around much until tomorrow midnight."

"I understand, darling, I love you anyway," she said, pulling him in, kissing him deeply.

"What's this?" he asked, as she handed him the red ribbon-covered white box.

"Something from me, Tara and Suzie."

Jason untied the ribbon and opened the box, peeling aside the inner gift wrap paper.

"Whoa, you got me one too?" he asked, smiling.

"Well, we thought it appropriate as this is a perfect representation of us. Tara, Suzie and I are the loops, you are the circle that runs through them as you're so loved by all of us," she said kissing him again.

"Thank you, baby," he said, reading the inscription on the back, 'All our love, Danielle, Tara & Suzie', then wrapping his arms around her. "I'm really touched. You girls do mean a lot to me. Especially you," he said, kissing her deeply.

"Now let me put it on you, because you have to go."

She stood behind Jason and looped the gold chain around his neck, fastening the closure. He had a warm smile on his face as he turned toward her.

"There," she said, "now we're all complete."

"Thank you, love," he said, kissing her. "You three are amazing, you are amazing."

"I've got great people to work with" she said, smiling.

"I have to go, baby. Text me if you want."

"I will. Have a good day, love."

"You too," he said, winking and exiting the room.

When Jason left, it was shortly before his shift began at 7AM. At seven o'clock, she called room service and ordered breakfast for herself and Tara to be delivered at 8AM. Danielle put some music on the TV and went around the suite, doing some general tidying. She went to her closet and took out a denim jeans skirt and a t-shirt she'd previously bought at one of the curio shops: a Japanese-themed cartoon shirt. She placed those on the easy chair and then added her black suede ankle boots. She went through her purse; taking out things that she didn't think she'd need; she then added a bit more cash and zipped it closed, laying it on the nightstand. She got onto her iPad and made the rounds of her e-mail, Squirt account and a couple of websites, including checking on the day's weather which was forecast to be pleasant temperatures and sunny. After she was done goofing off, she got dressed; as she was zipping up her boots, there was a knock at the door.

Peeking through the hole, she opened the door to a very happy Tara.

"Good morning, baby," she said to the glowing T-Girl, as she came in.

"Good morning, Danielle."

"You're looking happy this morning," she stated, closing the door, admiring the girl's simple outfit of denim skirt and white t-shirt. She added a pair of short ankle socks and was wearing a pair of baby blue sneakers that she had picked out when the girls went shopping.

Tara put her purse on the nightstand next to Danielle's. "Trevor stayed the night," she beamed.

"Ah, very nice!" Danielle said, pulling the smiling young girl in for a deep kiss. "I'm jealous," she chuckled.

Tara chuckled and gave Danielle a tight hug.

"I am glad you're so happy, honey," she said, holding Tara tightly.

"All because of you. Thank you, Danielle."

"You're welcome, baby," she answered, then kissing the girl. "Oh, I gave Jason his gold charm, he loves it!"

"That's great!"

"I'm sure you'll get some love from him because of it," Danielle said, winking.

"Okay," Tara giggled, blushing slightly.

"Go ahead and get comfy at the table, honey, breakfast should be here soon."

Tara took her spot at the table where she'd previously sat on other occasions and Danielle got a tip out of her purse for the kitchen staff.

"Do you have anything planned today, sweetie?"

"Not until about noon. Trevor had some things to do this morning and is going to come back so we can do lunch. We'll probably spend the day together as he doesn't work today."

"That's great! I'm glad to hear that. Feel like hanging out with me this morning?"

"Sure!"

A knock at the door interrupted Danielle's train of thought. She went and opened the door to a smiling Jason.

"Darling! What are you doing here?" she asked pleasantly as he entered.

"I was passing through the kitchen and saw you had an order. I cleared it with Scott to come and serve you pretty ladies," he said, parking the cart near the dining table.

Tara got up from the table and went over to Jason to give him a hug and a kiss.

He held onto her and said, "Thank you for the gold triquetra. It means a lot to me."

"You're welcome, Jason. You mean a lot to us."

He kissed her deeply and the blushing T-Girl hugged him tightly before returning to her place at the table.

"Anything special planned today, baby?" he asked, setting up their breakfast.

"Just some phone calls, some shopping. And then lunch at noon with Kathy."

"Let me know how that goes, okay?"

"Of course, darling," Danielle said as she got onto her phone.

Jason finished with his breakfast duties.

"Holy Jesus Christ!!" she yelled, looking at the phone.

"What?" Jason and Tara said, nearly simultaneously, coming over to Danielle.

"I've never seen so many fucking numbers in my bank account," she said, staring at her phone. One of the sections on the screen read 'Private Banking Elite[Black] - 1227 $18,216,200.00'.

"Holy shit," Jason said.

"Oh, my God," Tara gushed.

"I guess it's official," she said smiling widely at her two closest friends.

They shared a group hug and many, many kisses.

"Don't spend it all in one place," Jason joked.

They all had a very loud, very sincere laugh. After many more hugs, Jason said that he had to be going, so Tara went back to the table to wait for Danielle. Jason took Danielle in his arms.

"I'm going to miss you these next couple of days," he said.

"I'll make it up to you."

She kissed him and he started for the door.

"Where's the bill to sign, honey?"

"Scott said it's on the house," he said, winking, opening the door.

"Oh, you two guys!" she chuckled.

"And no tipping," he said, shaking a finger at her.

"I'll give you your tip tomorrow night," she teased.

"Crazy girl, text me later. Bye, Tara."

"Bye, Jason!" the smiling T-Girl called.

Danielle threw a wave and a kiss and he was out the door.

Joining Tara at the table, the black-haired T-Girl sat close to her friend. "Dig in, sweetie, don't wait for me," she said, making her coffee.

The girls enjoyed the hot breakfast together, giving each other a recap of what they each did after they'd split up for the evening. Danielle went into some detail on what she accomplished for Tara concerning the storage space and the moving truck. So she told her friend that she should confirm Saturday's events with Trevor.

"Oh, by the way, he loved that dress, Danielle, thank you," Tara said, sipping her tea.

"You're welcome, sweetie."

"What did you want to do today?"

"Before we go anywhere, I'll have some calls to make, the first one being to my lawyer. And I'm sure she'll want to talk with you, too. Then I'll have to call my bank and a courier service. After that, I thought we'd hit the Sampson for a while, what do you think?"

"Okay, sounds good. I heard you tell Jason you had a lunch date at noon?"

"Yes, I'm going to meet Kathy, that's Scott's girlfriend. I'm going to ask if she wants to model for Jason. Which reminds me, he's very excited that you're going to model for him."

"Really?" she asked, blushing.

"Oh yes. He'll get with you when he's ready to start doing some basic shooting. Probably not for another week or so, but as you'll be here in the hotel, he can always get with you to discuss details. He's very happy that you've agreed."

"Wow, it really does sound exciting," Tara said, smiling.

"You'll have fun," she said, winking.

Breakfast was nearly done; Danielle was finishing up her ham and eggs and Tara was just done with her pancakes. They downed the rest of their coffee and tea and together they cleaned up the table. After everything was on the service cart, Danielle wheeled it into the corridor and came back inside, getting her wallet and phone. It was just after 9AM when they sat back at the table.

The first call that Danielle made was to her attorney, Deborah Jackson.

"Yes, I'll hold."

"Danielle, what kinds of things will she ask me?" Tara asked as Danielle waited on the line.

"Oh, name and address, phone number. She'll probably want to verify some information with you. If you want, sweetie, just use my home address as your address for now. Shit, that reminds me. Will you get my iPad?"

Tara retrieved Danielle's iPad and Danielle gave it back to the confused T-Girl as she sat at the table.

"Get onto the postal service website and put in a change of address. Here," she said, handing Tara her I.D. "There's my address."

A moment later, Deborah came on the line.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, Danielle, how are things?"

"Hi, Deborah, not bad, I just wanted to update you."

"Okay, I'm ready, I have your file."

"I spoke to my friend, Tara, and she would like you to handle her identity change."

"I'll need to speak with her, if that can be arranged."

"It certainly can, she's right here, we just finished breakfast."

"Fantastic. Let me speak with Tara and then we'll get back on."

"One moment," she said to Deborah. Handing the phone to Tara, she said, "Here you go, sweetie. Don't worry, it'll be a breeze."

Taking the phone, Tara uttered a tentative, "Hello?"

For the next several minutes, Tara had a conversation with the attorney, getting more and more relaxed with the situation as the minutes passed. They discussed personal details and other pertinent information concerning Tara's desire to remain feminine 24/7.

"Thank you very much, Miss Jackson, one second," Tara said.

Danielle took the offered phone from Tara.

"Okay, Deborah, I'm back."

"Danielle, Tara said that you didn't mention my fees to her."

"That's correct. I'll be sending a check to you today, so I didn't want Tara to have to worry about those details."

"One thing I must advise; even though you are paying my retainer, anything between Tara and myself is confidential. I wouldn't be able to discuss anything without her approval."

"That's fine, I understand that. Now a couple of questions for you."

"I'll do my best to answer."

"First, would you provide a letter for Tara similar to the one that you gave to me?"

"Absolutely. Would you like me to arrange it as we did for you?"

"Yes, please. She's staying here at the Starr Hotel, room 2757."

"She'll have that by the end of the day."

"Great. Second question; is the retainer the same?"

"Yes."

Danielle finalized details with Deborah and told her that she'd contact her bank to issue the appropriate cashier's check and that the courier service would be delivering it by end of day. They said their goodbyes and hung up.

"There, that wasn't too bad, was it?" she asked her friend.

Tara shook her head and smiled.

"Did you see the letter that Deborah sent me?"

Tara told her that she didn't and Danielle pulled the letter out of her purse and showed it to the young T-Girl.

"Deborah is going to have a letter similar to this sent to you today, here at the hotel. When you get it, read it to make sure it's correct and then keep it in your purse until you get official documents of your identity change."

"Okay, Danielle. Thank you."

"Also, you might want to get with your bank to have them issue cards in your new name."

"Oh, right," Tara said, acknowledging it was something she never considered.

"I know most places don't look at your card to verify identity, but you never know when you'll get that one person that wants to check."

"Good idea."

"Now, two more phone calls and then we can go."

Next, she called Edgar at her bank and authorized him to draw and issue a certified check for $2500 to Deborah Jackson. She told him that she was going to contact the courier service and arrange a pickup of the check.

"One last thing, Edgar. I saw in my banking app that that my new account has the proper balance."

"Excellent, I'm glad it was done quickly."

"Now, I remember something you'd said in one of our conversations about a regular account having a maximum limit?"

"Yes, most standard bank accounts have an insured limit of $150,000. That's the maximum the Government will guarantee for normal accounts."

"I see. Last time you said I could transfer from the private account to my standard checking."

"That's correct."

"Can I do that online or with the app or do I need to see a specialist, namely, you."

"Yes, you can, but since you have me already, I can process that for you, if you'd like."

"Alright, please transfer $145,000 from my private account."

After a few final details, Danielle thanked Edgar for his excellent assistance and then hung up.

"Almost done, sweetie."

Lastly, Danielle called the courier service and set an appointment to pick up her check at the bank and deliver it to her attorney. After verifying all of the addresses and payment information, she rang off and made a call back to Edgar, alerting him to the time that the courier would pick up the check. She thanked him, said goodbye and hung up the call. Danielle logged into her banking app one more time to verify that her requested balance transfer was complete.

"There, my balance is sufficiently full and all your stuff is done."

Tara got out of her seat and went over to Danielle. She took her dark- haired friend in her arms and gave her a tight hug.

"Thank you, Danielle."

"You're welcome, sweetie."

"I owe you everything."

"No, honey, just be as happy as you can be. That'll be payment enough."

The younger T-Girl kissed Danielle deeply and then held her for several moments.

Danielle pet the girl's head a few times. "Let's go have some fun, okay?"

The happy T-Girl nodded and smiled. Danielle put away her phone and wallet in her purse. After leaving the cleaning staff a tip on the dresser, she looped the strap of her purse over a shoulder; Tara grabbed her purse and then the two T-Girls were out the door.

The weather was beautiful and the two T-Girls enjoyed the walk in the sunshine and the soft ocean breeze carrying salt-scented air. They walked hand- in-hand and did some general sight-seeing of the beach and checked out a few curio shops on the boardwalk, and although they did see several shirts and accessories that they would've eventually liked to get, they didn't buy anything this time around. They stopped at a pastry & sweets vendor and bought themselves a funnel cake, which they shared as they walked. Danielle then steered them off the boardwalk toward Atlantic Avenue. Just as they were crossing Pacific Avenue, Danielle's phone rang. She stopped for a moment and answered the call from the storage company confirming her reservation and possession of the unit that was scheduled for Saturday. Finishing up the call, she put the phone back in her purse and the two friends continued on their short walk to the Sampson Adult Emporium.

They entered the adult store and saw the old woman behind the counter that they'd seen previously. Danielle paid the admission and took Tara's hand again; then they walked through the shop section as they went toward the booth area.

"We'll stop out here after and you can pick a couple of toys. I'm sure you'd be able to find something you'd like," Danielle said, smiling at the slightly-blushing T-Girl.

"Okay," Tara said, smiling.

Inside the booth area was the telltale sights of flashing screens and smells of cum left behind. There were two guys in the booth area; one guy had his pants around his ankles and he was jerking his cock, splitting his attention between the video screen in his booth and the booth area, looking to see who might wander in. The other guy was standing in a booth opposite, just hanging out and watching the stroking guy, rubbing the front of his tight pants.

"Wanna share a cock?" Danielle asked Tara, winking at the girl.

"Sure!"

The two T-Girls picked a buddy booth.

"Take your panties off and slip them in your purse," Danielle said.

The booth guy that was still dressed had left his booth to watch the two girls go into the booth together. Then he watched them pull off their panties and tuck them away. As they situated themselves in the booth on their knees, he caught sight of their semi-hard cocks, hanging hotly between their legs.

"We'll hang out here for a bit before we go into the theater room, sweetie."

Tara nodded happily and they waited for a hard cock to share.

They didn't have to wait long. A few minutes later, Danielle caught some movement out of the corner of her eye. Someone had come out from the theater room and upon seeing someone in a booth on their knees, he made a quick line to the adjacent booth. A moment later, a light-skinned cock slipped through the hole. The exposed length of the cock was at least 6 inches long and average thickness; it was circumcised, but it didn't have as pronounced a mushroom head as some cocks Danielle had seen. She smiled at her young friend and winked; a second later, she licked the cock from wall to tip and suckled the head momentarily. She took her mouth off of the cock and Tara took it in hers, starting a slow bobbing action, making the guy moan.

As Tara sucked on the anonymous cock, Danielle reached between the girl's legs and played with her cute 5-inch cock. She could feel it get hard in her hand and she stroked it lovingly. Tara sucked on the cock for several minutes, feeling the guy's precum start to ooze. She took her mouth off and smiled; Danielle pushed her mouth on the cock, enjoying the taste of Tara's spit mixed with the aroused guy's precum. Danielle bobbed on his cock as she slowly stroked Tara's pretty cock. She could feel the T-Girl's cock get wet as she got aroused; she smeared Tara's precum around her cock, making the girl moan. But a moment or two later, Danielle took her hand off Tara's cock and put her hand gently behind the young T-Girl's head, pulling her in. They both moaned as they mouthed and tongued the hard cock that was sticking through the wall. They kissed and licked and they sucked and transferred the spit-and-precum mixture between their hot mouths.

The guy on the other side of the wall was approaching his point of no return; he was panting and moaning loudly and his precum was now running rapidly, coating the girls' lips and chins, making them shiny and sticky. The girls were getting aroused too; their moans could be heard mixing with their anonymous lover's. A moment later, he moaned loudly that he was cumming; the girls pointed their mouths toward the wall, cheek-to-cheek. They got into position just in time; his cock fired heavy shots of hot semen at their mouths. They tongued the cock and used their lips. Tara managed to get a heavy dose of cum shot in her mouth, she swallowed as Danielle stuck her tongue out and caught the next two spurts. She turned Tara's face for a hot cum kiss and the final two shots of man cream spurted on their cheeks. Danielle reached up and smeared the cum on her lips and then pulled Tara in for another deep kiss. They swapped spit and cum and moaned into each other's mouth. As the cock disappeared through the wall, they sucked each other's tongue, swallowing what cum they could collect. They collapsed into each other's arms, panting heavily. They exchanged soft, sticky kisses as their faces still had traces of semen and saliva. They eventually caught their breath and got to their feet.

"That was yummy!" the excited T-Girl said happily.

"It sure was," Danielle chuckled at Tara's enthusiasm. "Let's head into the theater room, sweetie."

"Okay."

"Did you want to get fucked?" Danielle asked.

Tara shook her head gently, and said, "I want to save that just for Trevor."

"That's fine, sweetie. I'm sure he would appreciate that."

They passed into the vestibule between booth room and theater room. Danielle took a quick detour and went into the bathroom and grabbed a couple of wipes so that the girls could wipe their faces. Once they were presentable, they went into the theater room, holding hands.

They were greeted to a view on the video screen of a lingerie-clad T- Girl in the middle of a gangbang. She was dressed in a black corset, stockings and stiletto heels. Her hard cock flopped around wildly as she was getting her ass pounded by a thick black cock. In one hand, she was stroking a white chubby guy's cock, his precum running freely over her hand. In her mouth was a pistoning white cock; its thickness had her jaws spread wide and its length was making her gag periodically. Suddenly, a black guy from off-camera nudged his way in and stroked twice before he started spurting rope after rope of hot cum all over her hair and forehead, one especially thick spurt landed in her eye. The girls managed to tear their attention away from the screen; at that early hour of the morning, there were only three guys in the place. Two guys were at different spots on the benches, their attention focused solely on the screen; the third guy was standing against the wall to the girls' right, watching them. Danielle thought he looked familiar; getting a closer look, it was the guy that she'd met two days previously.

"Hello again," she said, leaning in and kissing him.

"Hi, I'm glad to see you."

"Here I am, as promised," she said, smiling.

"Thank you, I was hoping to see you," he said, kissing her in return.

"This is my friend Tara."

"Hi, Tara, I'm Adrian."

Tara greeted him and Danielle said, "It's nice to meet you, Adrian, I'm Danielle."

"Yes, I remember. It's nice to meet you. Again."

Danielle leaned in and kissed him again, lingering this time, rubbing her tongue on his as she rubbed the front of his jeans with her free hand.

"Is this all for me, honey?" she asked.

"Oh yes, I did what you said. I haven't cum since Monday."

"Nice, honey," she said, as she let go of Tara's hand and got on her knees.

She reached up and unbuttoned Adrian's jeans. He watched as she pulled down his pants, followed by his underwear. His 6-inch cut cock sprang up at her and she licked around the head momentarily before sucking its length in her hot mouth. Adrian gasped and Tara moaned; they each thought what Danielle was doing was incredibly arousing. Out of the corner of her eye, Danielle saw Tara reach under her skirt and start to play with herself. Danielle moaned and plunged her mouth on Adrian's cock a few times until her nose was in his pubic hair. She gagged on his cock each time and then as quickly as she started the blowjob, she ended it. She stood up, a confused Adrian wondering what was happening.

"I think I promised you a fuck," she said, kissing him hotly.

"Oh yes."

"Then come over here," she said, gesturing toward the couch.

Danielle pulled Tara over with her, telling the aroused T-Girl to sit up on the high part of the couch and rest her feet on the seat.

"I wanna suck your pretty cock."

Tara climbed up and settled herself on the couch as Danielle instructed.

Danielle turned to Adrian, "Get me nice and wet first, baby."

She leaned on the couch between Tara's open legs, spreading her own legs so that Adrian could have easy access to her boipussy. Adrian leaned down and tongued her asshole as if he feared she'd somehow disappear. He grabbed onto her ass, kneading each of her soft globes as his tongue licked and darted into and around her quivering anal ring.

"Hold up your skirt, sweetie," she told Tara.

Danielle took Tara's cock in her hand and leaned in and licked the wet head. A soft moan escaped from the young T-Girl's open mouth. Danielle moaned as she lowered her mouth on her young lover's little lollipop, both from the taste of the pretty T-Girl and because Adrian was arousing her immensely by licking and kissing her hot asshole.

"Stick it in whenever you're ready, baby," she told Adrian before putting Tara's cock back in her mouth.

Adrian stood up and positioned his wet cock at her entrance. He took hold of her hips and pushed slowly; a moment's resistance passed and the head of his cock broke past Danielle's clenching anal ring. He gasped at the heat he felt inside her love tunnel, she moaned around Tara's cock at the ecstasy she felt as his cock invaded her asspussy. He started a steady thrust; Danielle started bobbing on Tara's cock in time with Adrian's motion.

They were all in heaven; Adrian was fucking Danielle, Tara had her cock in Danielle's mouth and Danielle was lost in the feelings of having two cocks use her. Tara had ahold of Danielle's head; the young girl panted heavily and caressed Danielle's hair as she got ever closer to cumming. Adrian picked up the pace of his thrusts; what started as a steady, slow fuck, now became a rapid pounding. Danielle's semi-hard cock and balls swung around and slapped Adrian's balls as he fucked her roughly. Tara had Danielle's head in a tighter grip, pushing her cock completely into her friend's mouth.

She was being fucked in both ends and she loved it. She knew her ass was getting wetter the more Adrian fucked her because she heard the increasing sound of her squishing asshole. She knew Tara was getting close as the young T-Girl's cock leaked its precum profusely. Danielle reached up and tickled the young T- Girl's balls as she sucked her lovely cock. Tara moaned loudly, spewing spurt after spurt of her gurlcum in her lover's mouth.

"Oh, Danielle, I love you," she moaned and panted, her eyes closed as she got lost in the intense waves of her orgasm.

Adrian yelled next, pushing his hips forward forcefully, unloading four-days' worth of man seed into her body. He panted and moaned and held onto Danielle's hips, trembling with each spurt into her asshole. Danielle swallowed Tara's cum and suckled the young T-Girl's cock, making the little cutie shiver. Adrian lowered himself onto Danielle's back, as he tried to regain his composure. Danielle swallowed what fluid remained in her mouth and Tara's softening cock slipped from between Danielle's lips. Danielle audibly gasped as she felt Adrian's cock slip past her clenching anal ring. The three remained in their respective positions for several moments, composing themselves.

Adrian was the first to move. He stood up, fumbled a bit as he managed to get his clothing pulled back up his body and fastened.

"Thank you, Danielle. That was awesome," he said.

She stood up and turned herself around, pulling him close for a hug and a kiss.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it, baby," she said, kissing him a second time.

"I, uh, have to run now. Hope to see you again."

"Okay, honey, take care."

He was out of the door in no time and Danielle helped Tara down from the couch. She pulled the young T-Girl in for a deep kiss.

"Mmm, you're so beautiful," she said, licking, kissing and nibbling the girl's lips.

"You make me feel so good," Tara said, holding her friend close.

Danielle spent several moments kissing and holding her friend.

"Let's head out, honey. We'll stop in the store first, then we'll go."

The two T-Girls walked through to the store area, holding hands. Danielle had Tara look through all the different dildoes and vibrators they had on display. Danielle took down a clear pink jelly dildo, similar in style to her 'purple monster'.

"Okay, here's one you can work up to," she told the blushing T-Girl.

They looked through more of the toys and Danielle chose a 6-inch glass dildo with nubs from tip to base.

"This one should feel good," she said, winking at Tara. "Now go ahead and pick one more."

"Isn't three too many?" Tara asked.

"They say good things come in threes, so go for it," she chuckled.

The final toy that Tara chose was an anal plug that vibrated in both the tip and the lower part of the stem where the anal ring would clench the toy. Danielle winked at Tara, making the young girl blush. Danielle took the three toys up to the old woman and soon after, paid the bill. Tara took her bag of naughty toys and the girls exited the store.

It must have been the day for phone calls, because as the girls were walking up the wooden ramp from Indiana Avenue onto the boardwalk, Danielle's phone rang once again.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Danielle."

"Hello, who is this?"

"Arthur Steele."

"Oh, Mr. Steele, I'm sorry I didn't recognize your voice."

"Am I calling at a bad time?"

"No, Sir. I'm out on the boardwalk with Tara. We were just doing some shopping. Is everything alright?"

"Yes, everything's fine. But I would like to see you as soon as you can arrange it, I have something important I'd like to discuss with you."

"Alright, Sir. It's almost eleven now, I'll be there as soon as I can, but definitely before 11:30 as I have a previous engagement at noon."

"That's fine, Danielle, Sally will be aware of your arrival. See you soon."

"Yes, Sir. Goodbye." She turned to Tara: "Uh, sweetie," she said, putting her phone away. "Mr. Steele wants to see me for some reason, so I'm going to have to bail on you."

"Is anything wrong?" Tara asked, sounding concerned.

"He said everything was fine, so don't worry."

"Okay, I can head back to my room and freshen up for Trevor."

"Sounds good, sweetie. I'll go with you and I'll stop in my suite for a moment."

They made quick work getting to and inside the hotel. From there it was a few minutes to the elevators and they got one heading up as soon as they entered the lobby. Danielle gave Tara a deep kiss before the young T-Girl got off at the 27th floor.

"I'll text you later, but don't worry about anything, you hear?"

Tara nodded happily and she headed for her room. The elevator doors closed and Danielle made a quick dash to her suite. She ran to the bathroom and gave herself a cursory cleaning, eliminating as much of the smells of the Sampson as she could. Refreshing her makeup and perfume, she pulled her panties back in place and grabbed her purse. In a moment, she was out of the door and on her way to Arthur Steele's office.

"Good morning, Sally, Mr. Steele called me a bit ago."

"Good morning, Danielle, just a moment."

Danielle admired Sally who was dressed in a black blouse, white skirt with black polka dots, black stockings and 5-inch heel pumps, as the gorgeous secretary called her boss on the intercom.

"Go right on in."

"Thank you, Sally."

Danielle entered Steele's office and he was leaning on the front part of the desk, looking very handsome in his dark suit and shoes, blue shirt and black tie. The tall man smiled warmly at her and stood up as she approached. He held his hand out to her.

"Good morning, Sir," she said, extending her hand.

"Good morning, Danielle," he said, taking her hand and raising it to his lips. He softly kissed the back of her hand. "It's nice to see you."

"Thank you, Sir," she said, almost out of breath.

"I hope you're not winded on my account," he teased.

She wanted to tell him that yes she was, in fact, winded on his account simply because 1) he looked incredibly fucking handsome in his suit, 2) he kissed her hand again and 3) he had a nice bulge in his slacks. But all she said was, "Uh, a little."

"Well, please sit. Can I get you anything to drink?"

"Water is fine, please," she said.

As she sat down, Steele went to a small fridge he had in his office and pulled out a cold bottle of water for her. Danielle took the offered drink with a little "thank you" and sipped it a few times, moistening her mouth and throat and cooling her off a bit.

"I asked you here for a special reason. Now, before I give you details, I want you to know that you can say 'no' at any time and there won't be any hard feelings or anything like that. Alright?" he said, sitting in the chair opposite her, but close to her.

"Yes, Sir."

"The Starr's annual meeting is being held tomorrow evening in our Philadelphia location. All of the attending executives bring a date with them; most of the execs hire local escorts to accompany them, few bring their wives. I would be honored if you would join me."

"Me, Sir?"

"Yes. I saw how stunning you looked last night, and frankly, I haven't been able to stop thinking about how gorgeous you looked."

"Wow, uh, thank you, Sir." She took another couple of small sips of the cold liquid. "What happens at these meetings?"

"Well, the first hour is just us guys comparing budgets, profits; other pertinent business details. Afterwards is dinner and dancing. Sometimes you may even see an occasional couple break off and find themselves a quiet corner to play around."

"Like an orgy?" she asked, sounding excited, but not meaning to.

He laughed, "No, nothing so wild, but there have been some people who've decided to show off in front of others, especially if they've had too much to drink. But it's nothing you have to engage in. Everyone brings a companion, and I would like you to be mine."

She sat there and thought for a few moments.

"You have questions," he said, grinning.

"Yes, Sir."

"Fire away," he said, smiling softly.

"Um, well, wouldn't your wife mind me going in her place?" she asked, as she momentarily eyed his wedding band.

"Unfortunately," he said, sounding sad, "since last month she's been at a clinic in Europe; she's been ill the last few years and she's trying to get well."

"I'm sorry, Sir, I didn't-"

He quieted her by taking her hand in his. "It's okay, Danielle, you had no way of knowing."

"If you're looking for someone stunning, Sally is way more stunning than I can ever hope to be."

Steele smiled at her modesty. "First, she'd be flattered to hear you say that. But I tend not to mix with people in my employ. It's too messy. Second, don't ever say you can't be stunning, you certainly were last night."

"Thank you, Sir."

"Any other questions?"

"Well, I don't mean to sound ungrateful; I do appreciate all your kind compliments, but, why me?"

"It's very simple, Danielle, I was taken by how you looked last night. Also, and it's not a requirement, but I don't have anyone to accompany me this time and I simply thought you would enjoy it."

"Alright, Sir, those are good enough for me."

"Anything else?"

"It would be obvious I'm not your wife, how would I be introduced to others? As your Mistress?"

"I hadn't considered that, but would you be against being introduced as my Mistress?"

"Um, no, I don't see where that'd be a problem, how do you feel about it?"

"I think it's acceptable."

"Problem solved," she said smiling.

He smiled in return. "Anything else?"

"Uh, no, Sir, not at the moment."

"I have a question."

"Okay, fire away," she said, smiling warmly.

Her choice of words was not lost on him; he smiled back.

"Would Jason mind you accompanying me?"

"No, sir. I'll tell him where I'm going, of course, but he wouldn't have any issues with it."

"You're sure?"

"Yes, Sir, absolutely."

"That's great. So, are you interested?"

"Yes, Sir."

He chuckled at her answer.

"First thing you have to get used to; since you offered to go as my Mistress, you have to drop the 'sir' and start calling me Arthur."

"Yes, Sir. Uh, damn." They both laughed at her automatic response. "Yes, Arthur."

"Wonderful," he said, kissing her hand again. "Now to give you details. Come here to the office tomorrow afternoon by 3:15 as we'll leave promptly at 3:30."

"Alright. Would it be quicker if I meet you downstairs where the limos pull up?"

"Well, it would, but since we'll be going by helicopter, we'll need to get to the roof," he said, smiling devilishly.

"H-heli...copter?"

He chuckled at her trepidation and smiled softly. "You'll be fine, Danielle. I've flown the route many times and there's never been any issue. We have top-notch pilots, and if they're not 100-per cent satisfied at the flying conditions, we wait until they are."

"Oh, boy."

"There's nothing to it, really."

"Um, okay."

"Trust me, you'll be fine," he said softly, holding her hand.

She nodded a few times, still slightly unsure.

"Anything else on your mind?"

"Oh, one more question. I'll dress appropriately, of course, but does my outfit have to be last night's dress?"

"Uh, no, not specifically, though I did think you were stunning in it."

"Thank you, Arthur," she smiled. "But I'd hate to keep wearing the same dresses, so I'll wear something different, but you'll love it."

"I trust you," he said, smiling, standing up. "You said you had an appointment at noon."

"Yes, I do," she answered, getting to her feet. "Oh, speaking of keeping dates, I have one tomorrow at midnight, will that cause you any problems?"

"You'll be back in plenty of time," he assured Danielle.

"Okay, then, I guess I'm going to Philadelphia," she said, smiling.

"Thank you very much, Danielle," he said, looking down at the shorter girl. "I do appreciate it."

"It'll be my pleasure to be your Mistress, Arthur," she said, smiling softly.

There was a moment's pause, a hesitancy on both their parts, but Danielle rose up on her toes; even in her 4-inch high boots, Steele still had a couple of inches on her. She pressed her lips to his; he was surprised at first, then Danielle felt his hands caress her sides and then onto her back. She lightly touched her tongue on his lips; they parted and they kissed fully. Danielle reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck as the kiss continued. The kiss wasn't necessarily a deep one, but it was a lingering kiss. Danielle broke the kiss gently, giving his cheek a couple of soft peck-type kisses before she settled back on her heels. He kept his hands on her sides; she kept her hands resting on his chest. Her heart was beating a mile a minute and she could feel Steele's hardening bulge press against her.

"That was...wonderful, Danielle. But what was it for?"

"Well, if I'm going to play the role of your Mistress, it would look odd if I wasn't affectionate with you," she said breathlessly.

"Good thinking," he chuckled.

"You don't mind, do you? You know, me being Trans."

"I don't know, I mean, I guess not."

She chuckled at his uncertainty. "I'll go easy on you," she said, before lifting up and kissing him again. She ran her fingers through his hair and felt his cock twitch in his slacks, but not wanting to go too far, she broke the kiss. "I should go or neither one of us we'll get anything done that we need to," she said, slowly taking her hands off his strong body.

"I understand, Danielle," he said, retracting his arms and stepping back. "Thank you, again."

"You're welcome, Arthur. I look forward to being your Mistress," she smiled warmly.

"If you need anything or whatever, call me; you have my private number."

"I will. See you tomorrow, darling," she said, winking at him.

"'Til tomorrow, Danielle," he said, giving her a wave and a smile.

Danielle left his office feeling like a million dollars; she said a warm goodbye to Sally and made her way down to the lobby.

On the way down in the elevator, Danielle composed a text to Tara: "Hi, honey, all is A-OK, no worries, Mr Steele just wants me to do a favor for him. I'll tell you all about it next time I see you. Enjoy lunch, say hello to Trevor. Love you lots, pretty girl. XOXOXOXOX".

When she exited into the elevator lobby, she hit 'send'. Tucking her phone back into her purse, she saw Kathy standing at the counter, talking to Scott as she entered the lobby. The blonde looked beautiful in her gray skirt and lavender blouse. She wore black mid-heeled sandals and carried a small purse to match. The pair smiled at her as she came up to them.

"Hi, Kathy, hi, Scott."

Kathy and Scott greeted her in kind.

"I'm not late, am I? I was in a meeting."

"No," Kathy began, "I just wanted to chat with Scott for a bit so I got here a bit early."

"All set or did you need more time?" Danielle asked.

"No, I'm ready, we're doing dinner, so we were just deciding."

"Alright, then, shall we?" Danielle asked pleasantly, gesturing toward the boardwalk.

"Absolutely," Kathy answered.

The girls said goodbye to Scott and they made their way through the casino and toward the boardwalk.

"That's a cute outfit you have on," Danielle complimented Kathy.

"Thank you. Yours is nice, too."

"Thanks."

They exited onto the boardwalk. The weather had gotten warmer since Danielle had been out only a couple of hours earlier and the salt-scented breeze was gone.

"Did you have a particular place you'd like to go, Kathy?"

"No, I figured I'd leave that up to you," she answered, smiling.

"Alright, there's a place down toward the Steel Pier that has surf 'n turf and all sorts of things."

"Sounds good."

"Tram or walk?"

"How about we walk there and tram back?" Kathy joked.

"Sounds fair," Danielle chuckled.

The two girls walked casually north of the Starr. They took in a lot of the sights and stopped a few times to window shop, but most of their attention was directed toward each other and the conversation they'd been having.

"No, we haven't had much chance to talk at length or do anything, he's been busy at work."

"I could see where that would be an issue. Where are you guys going for dinner?" Danielle asked.

"Scott's place, actually. He's going to pick me up after he gets off work and on the way to his place we're going to stop at a market and get some stuff to cook."

"That's great to hear," Danielle said smiling.

"I'm going to try to take your advice."

"I'm sure things will improve."

They arrived at Miami Matt's Surf 'N Turf Joint. They requested a table outside and soon after were escorted by a young woman in her 20s with a European accent to a table set in a section above the beach. They sat and looked over the menu and waited for their server.

A few minutes later, a young man came up; his dark hair tied back in a ponytail. He looked comfortable in his white shirt and dark slacks and shoes.

"Would you like to order a drink, ladies?"

"We're actually ready to order everything."

"What can I get you?"

Danielle gestured to Kathy to go first.

"I'll have the cubed Alaskan crab and salad, please."

"What would you like to drink?"

"Oh, a glass of white wine."

"And you, Miss?"

"I'll take the grilled steak strips with roasted potatoes, please."

"Drink?"

"A glass of red wine."

"I'll be back shortly with your wine."

"So, what's the reason you wanted to have lunch with me? You couldn't have started liking me that quick," Kathy asked with a wry smile.

"Well, there is a specific reason, but before I get to that point, I will say that I have thought about you and I would like to get to know you better. I can't see why we can't be friends. I think the issue between us has been resolved, don't you?"

"If you stick to your promise."

"I fully intend to. The sexual times I shared with Scott were spontaneous encounters; I never had any intention of going after him as a mate."

The waiter swung by and dropped off the girls' wines.

"Did you tell Scott no more sex?"

"I did," Danielle answered, then she sipped some wine.

"How did he take it?"

"He took it very well. I told him that you wanted him to pay exclusive attention to you, and he understood. So now it's up to both of you."

Kathy took a long sip of her white wine. "Alright, fair enough. So, what's the main reason you wanted to see me?"

"My boyfriend, Jason-"

"One second. You have a boyfriend and you made it with Scott?"

Danielle chuckled. "Jason and I aren't mutually exclusive at this point, but yes."

"So what if I tried getting with your boyfriend?"

"You could try, if you like, but I seriously doubt he'd bite. No disrespect to you," she said, touching Kathy's hand warmly, "but Jason is gay."

"Oh, I didn't know that."

Danielle caressed Kathy's hand warmly. "Please, believe me when I say I will no longer have anything to do with Scott, sexually."

Their server came up with their lunch. "Here you are ladies. Alaskan crab for you," he said, placing Kathy's dish in front of her. "And steak strips for you," he said as he served Danielle. "If you need anything else, please call me, I am Marco. Enjoy your lunch."

"Thank you, Marco," Danielle said, smiling at the young man.

"To new friends," Danielle said, holding her glass up to Kathy.

Kathy was still unsure about Danielle, but raised her glass. "To new friends."

They touched their glasses and sipped the wine. Then they started on lunch.

"This Alaskan crab is fantastic," Kathy said, enjoying her cold lunch.

"I'm glad you like it. I love how they seasoned these steak strips. Want a taste?"

"Um, sure."

Danielle forked a decent-sized cut of her steak and held the fork out to Kathy. "You can eat it right off the fork, I don't have cooties," she teased.

"But what if I do?" Kathy joked.

"I'm immune," Danielle chuckled.

Kathy laughed and put her mouth over the offered steak.

Danielle saw the look on Kathy's face. "See? I told you its good."

"Wow, that's really flavorful without it being too much. Wanna try some of my crab?"

"No, thanks, I'll stick with mine."

"Not into fish, huh?"

"Not normally."

"That figures, you didn't lick my pussy at all yesterday," she teased, grinning.

"That's naughty," Danielle chuckled. "And the opportunity didn't arise."

"Questionable."

Their server came by with a smile and fresh glasses of their wine.

"Thank you," Danielle said before he walked away.

"Okay, so let's get back to why I'm really here."

"Besides us bonding so well, I have a proposition for you."

"Does it involve Scott?"

"Well, not immediately, but now that you mention him, that could be interesting. Hmm, anyway, let's stick to the original idea."

"I'm all ears."

"Jason is an amateur photographer and he wants to go professional. So he's going to open a studio and get into the passion he's loved since he was in high school. I recently bought him a digital camera setup and he's going to look into other equipment. Bottom line; would you like to model for Jason to help him along?"

"Would I have to take my clothes off?"

Danielle chuckled at her question.

"Why is that funny?"

"It seems to be a recurring question, no matter who I talk to. But to answer, it would be completely up to you as to how far you'd want to go. I know he'll want to take outdoor shots, lingerie shots, glamour."

"What would I get out of it?"

"I'm fairly certain Jason would let you have copies of the shoot, but I believe the general rate of pay for amateurs is 25-to-50 dollars per hour."

"Sounds interesting. Who else is involved?"

"Well, I am, I've already told Jason I'd pose for him. I also have two T-Girl friends that are willing to sign up as soon as Jason is ready to formalize his plans."

Kathy took a long sip of her wine.

"There's no pressure for an answer now, Kathy. And if you decide not to do it, no one will think less of you."

"Can I talk to Scott about it?"

"Absolutely. Talk to whoever you want to, it's not a secret thing or anything. Basically, Jason wants to hone his craft; he wants to build a portfolio. He wants to be a photographer instead of a bellhop. And I intend on helping him as much as I can. Whether that's giving him capital to buy equipment, finding models or posing for him, I'll be there for him, always."

"I'd like to be there for Scott."

"Don't worry, you'll get there," Danielle said, caressing Kathy's hand gently.

They finished their lunch and the wine and Danielle settled the bill and tip. They were walking onto the boardwalk from the restaurant ramp when they saw a tram going their way.

"Hello, pretty lady," the young dark-skinned man said, smiling widely and checking her out, as Danielle got out some cash.

"Hi, honey," she said, smiling.

Danielle paid the fare and the two girls got on.

"I'm going home on Sunday, but I'm going to come down on weekends to visit Jason. Maybe one weekend soon, the four of us can go to dinner. I'd enjoy seeing you again," she said to Kathy.

"That'll be nice. You have my number, so let me know."

"I will do that."

Danielle's phone chimed alerting her to a text: "Danielle, lunch was wonderful with Trevor. Hope you don't mind, but I thought I'd kinda celebrate my 'freedom' a little and spend the day with him. He wants to take me to dinner and stay the evening. Thank you for everything. Love you Danielle, OXOXOOXOX Tara".

Danielle sent a quick reply that she was happy that Tara was enjoying the day with Trevor and to not worry, as they'd spend time together in the upcoming days and months. She put her phone away and watched as the tram made its way down the boardwalk.

"Everything okay?"

"Oh, yes. Just a text from my best friend Tara."

"Is that the one Scott is helping move this weekend?"

"Yes, she's the one."

"You're going through an awful lot for a friend."

"That's what true friends are for," Danielle said.

"You know, you're not that bad," Kathy admitted.

"Some people say I'm amazing," Danielle answered, smiling and caressing the girl's back.

Ten minutes later, they were entering the vestibule of the Starr that led into the casino.

It was 2:15PM as they entered the lobby; they saw Scott and Jason hanging out at the end of the main counter. The girls went over to them and the guys greeted the two girls happily.

"Hey, girls," Scott said.

"Hi, Danielle, hi there, Kathy."

"Hi."

"Hey, guys, what's up?" Danielle asked.

"We were just going to lunch," Scott said. "Want to join us?"

"Actually, Scott, I'm going to have to steal Jason for lunch, I had a meeting with Mr. Steele earlier and I need to update him. Is it okay that I bail on you, Kathy?"

"It sounds important. And besides, I get some alone time with Scott," she said, smiling.

"That's good, you need as much alone time as you can get," she said, winking at the blonde girl.

"Thank you for lunch, Danielle, it was sweet of you. I enjoyed spending time with you."

"Same here, Kathy. We'll do it again real soon," she said, leaning in and kissing Kathy's cheek warmly.

"Bye, Scott." Danielle said waving at the two as they left for the boardwalk.

"What's this about Mr. Steele?"

"Well, hello to you too," she said, chuckling.

"I'm sorry, sweetie. Hi there."

"Hi there, handsome," she said, kissing him. "I'll buy you a sandwich at the coffee bar, okay?"

"Sure."

They made quick work getting to the hotel's coffee bar. Jason got a sandwich and a coffee and Danielle got herself cup of tea. They sat down at a quiet spot at the counter.

"Since you only have a half-hour, I'll try to be quick. Now, you eat, I'll talk," she said and he started to eat his lunch. "Mr. Steele called me earlier to his office. Basically, there's a quarterly meeting in Philadelphia; normally his wife would go, but she's ill and can't make it. And he said I might enjoy dinner and dancing."

He swallowed some turkey sandwich before asking, "Wouldn't they be expecting his wife?"

"I offered to be introduced as his Mistress."

Jason looked at her with a blank stare. "You're kidding, right?" he asked as he mouthed some sandwich.

"Nope."

"Um, okay," he acknowledged, then sipped some coffee.

"He seemed sincere about it all. He told me I could refuse."

"Are you going?" he asked, biting his sandwich.

"If it's okay with you, I think it will be fun. I told him you wouldn't have any problems with me going. You don't mind, do you?"

"No, not at all. Wish I could go with you, I hear those meetings can be wild."

"Speaking of which, what if he gets, you know, frisky?"

"Run with it, right? It can't hurt to have a guy like that at your disposal."

"He's not a tool," she chuckled.

"Remember what we discussed? Just enjoy yourself."

"Alright, as long as you're okay with it."

"I'm okay with all the other guys you play with, why would Mr. Steele be any different?"

"Well, you work for him."

"Oh, well, I appreciate you worrying about me, but it's cool if you want to go. Go and have fun, I'll be working anyway, so it's not like you'll be ignoring me."

"I'll be back to meet you at midnight."

"Okay, that sounds good," he said, finishing his turkey and cheese on rye.

"And Kathy said she was going to think about being a model for you. She may even want to get with you to discuss things. I told her, based on what cursory info I got from online, amateur models make anywhere from 25-to-50 dollars per hour per session. So do your homework. Maybe what you can do is write everything down as far as equipment, insurance and rent space. Then I'll take a look at it and see if anything needs to be added, etc."

"What? Like a memo? You want me to submit a proposal?"

"No, silly," she chuckled, "just write it down on a piece of paper and we'll go over it to make sure you have enough to work with. 'Submit a proposal', what do I look like, a bank?" she joked. She saw Jason's expression and she said quickly, "Don't answer that."

They laughed and then sat for a few minutes finishing their drinks with Danielle catching up Jason about Tara and the progress she'd made earlier in the day for the young T-Girl.

"I'm gonna have to get back, baby."

"I'm gonna have to buy a new dress," she chuckled.

She walked Jason to the lobby, gave him a quick hug and a kiss and then made a bee-line for the main entrance.

Danielle exited the main doors and was walking down the stairs. She thought she saw a familiar sight when she was approached by the valet on duty.

"Need a taxi, Miss?"

"Uh, actually, I think I see a friend. Thanks."

She went over to the taxi staging area and found Tom sitting there, playing a game on his phone.

"Hey, mister, wanna give a lady a lift?" she asked playfully, looking in from the opened passenger window.

"Darlin'! It's good ta see ya, hop on in," he said making room for her on the front seat.

She got in the car and leaned over and gave him a kiss on his lips.

"How have you been, honey?" she asked.

"Well, to be tellin' the truth, I been a li'l lonely, darlin', on account of Suzie goin' back home."

"Oh," she sounded sad, "I'm sorry to hear that honey," she said. She leaned in and kissed him again and felt around his tight bulge. His jeans did little to soften its hardness. She sat back in her seat and asked, "Doing anything today?"

"Not really, darlin', the usual tourists."

She took out her phone and composed a text to Suzie: "Hey, you, hope all is well. Ran into Tom, he says he's 'a little lonely'. Can he hang with me and stay the night?"

"Who ya writin' to?"

"The Boss. Asking if you can hang with me and stay the night."

"I didn't think Jason would mind me stayin' with ya."

"Not Jason, Suzie," she said chuckling.

"Oh," he laughed.

"I am on my way to do some shopping, if you don't have any fares upcoming."

"You can be my fare," he said, smiling.

"I'm not cutting in line or anything with other cabbies, am I?"

"They'll get over it," he chuckled.

She smiled and said, "Sounds good."

A moment later, her phone chimed. Looking at the message, she read the response from Suzie: "Not a problem, sweet cheeks, but I get Jason for the night sometime. Have fun! xoxoxxo"

She smiled, composed a quick response of "Agreed. OXOOXOXOO", sent the text on its way and said to Tom, "The Boss said it's okay; so I have you until tomorrow morning, if you're interested, of course."

"I damn sure am, darlin'," he said emphatically.

She laughed at his enthusiasm, smiling at him warmly. "Do you have to call in the ride?"

"Yes, Ma'am," he said, reaching for the microphone. "Dispatch, car 54."

"Go, five-four," a male voice said.

"I'm at the Starr. Got a passenger gonna do some afternoon shoppin'. I'll be shuttlin' her around 'til end of shift."

"Copy, five-four. Meter rates plus seventy-five."

"Copy, 54 out." He put the mic in the cradle and said, "Whenever you're ready, darlin'." He turned the radio down and started the car.

"Okay, first thing, drive up into the parking deck," she said, smiling devilishly.

"Um, yes, Ma'am," he said questioningly, throwing the lever on the fare meter.

Tom eased the cab out of the staging area and up the ramp that led to the upper levels of the large parking garage. He drove in circles a few times, going up a couple of levels. He looked over at her expectantly.

"Keep going, honey."

He continued to drive upward; with each successive section, the cars that were parked became more scarce. Satisfied with the current section, Danielle pointed up a ways from a parked SUV.

"Park in this spot," she said, pointing to her right.

Tom pulled into the spot and put the cark in 'Park'. Danielle unbuckled her seat belt and got on her knees on the seat, reaching over and turning off the ignition. She then began to unfasten Tom's jeans.

"Can't wait, darlin'?" he asked with a wry smile.

"Nope, and neither can you. You're lonely and I'm horny," she said, opening his pants and pulling down his clothing to his knees after he raised his ass off the seat.

Tom moaned loudly, closing his eyes and leaning back on the head rest as Danielle lowered her mouth on his gorgeous 7-inch cock. He smelled like a man that was closed up all day, but it was not unpleasant. She loved Tom's manly scent and she moaned as she felt the head of his cock poke the back of her throat.

"Lord o' mighty, your mouth is so good," he moaned, caressing her head.

Danielle started a combination bobbing action on the top half of his hot cock while she stroked the rest. Tom must have been aroused at some point that day as she almost immediately tasted his precum. She licked and slurped hotly and she occasionally drove the length of his cock as far as she could, gagging on his luscious suck stick. She tickled his balls as she pleasured his cock; she could feel them move and shift slightly as she ran her fingertips over the taut skin. He was getting close to cumming as his touch on her head went from soft caressing to gentle pressure on the back of her head. She could also hear him pant heavily as she continued to bob and gag on his cock.

She wanted him to have an intense orgasm, so she brought up her mouth and lips and concentrated on the top half of his cock, flicking her tongue around his mushroom head and alternately rubbing her tongue hotly on the sensitive underside. He was breathing heavily, humping his hips up into her mouth; she continued to suck and stroke, feeling his precum pool in her mouth. She swallowed what fluid had built up in her mouth; his sweet-tasting precum made her cock throb in her panties. He moaned loudly and she felt, in between her lips and in her hand, his cock grow harder. He grabbed her head and his body stiffened; a moment later, he groaned and his cock gushed into her mouth. She felt his cock throb with each spurt of his hot man cream. She swirled her tongue around the head of his cock, swallowing his seed. She bobbed her head, driving her mouth up and down as he continued to fill her mouth a second time. She swallowed this second mouthful, moaning sexily, as his body relaxed into the seat. She softly maintained the suction on his cock; and even though it still throbbed gently in her mouth, there was little to no cum oozing from the tip. She felt his cock get a bit softer and she took his whole cock in her mouth, savoring the taste. He caressed her head as she slowly, teasingly, slurped her sucking mouth up to the tip and making him shiver. She swallowed for the final time, kissed the head of his cock several times and then sat back on her feet on the seat.

"Goddamn, darlin', ya got a hot mouth," he said, catching his breath.

Mimicking his accent, she said happily, "Well, thank ya kindly, Sir!"

He smiled and chuckled at her, appreciating her cute way of copying him.

They sat for several minutes; he regained himself and redressed, Danielle smoothed out her skirt and sat properly in the seat. She touched up her lips in the visor mirror as Tom started the cab.

"Where to now, darlin'?"

"I need to buy a dress for a dinner date," she said, buckling herself in.

Her phone pinged that she'd gotten a message. Opening the text, she read the message quickly. She put the phone away and was ready to go.

"All okay, darlin'?"

"Yep, that was just an alert that my check to my lawyer was delivered."

Tom put the car in gear and he navigated through the garage, getting onto the down ramp that would lead him out onto Pacific Avenue. He'd asked Danielle about the 'dinner date' and she told him the story of Mr. Steele and her trip to Philadelphia.

Ten minutes later, Tom parked on Arctic Avenue within walking distance to the Michigan Avenue stores, if Danielle needed to go to any of them. As required, Tom kept the meter going as they went through the doors of the Madison Avenue Clothing Company.

As Danielle had been in the shop a few times previously, she knew exactly where she needed to go. She was met in the dress section by a young Asian woman named Karina. Danielle thought she looked lovely in her forest green jacket and skirt combination. The black tie she wore on her white shirt matched her black heels and her black hair was immaculately styled.

"Good afternoon, is there anything I can help you with?"

"Not at the moment. I was here yesterday and I thought I remembered something I might want. I'll take a look around for now. If nothing jumps out at me, I'll come to you for help," Danielle said, smiling warmly.

"Very well, Miss. Anytime you're ready, just let me know."

"Thank you."

Danielle took some time looking through different styles of dresses. Tom was being wonderful putting up with her browsing and indecision. They chatted about little things in their lives as she looked for that special dinner dress.

About a half-hour later, Danielle lit up excitedly.

"Ah ha! Found it," she said triumphantly.

She called over Karina and the young salesgirl helped Danielle get the right size for each of the items in the outfit. Danielle then picked out a special bra and panty set as well as a new pair of heels to go with the dress. Danielle went to the fitting room and slipped on the dress and the heels to make sure they were a perfect fit. Tom was waiting outside the room for her and she opened the door.

"Well?" she asked, turning this-way-and-that for him to see.

Tom just stared at her, taking in her beauty from head to heels.

"Hello? Anybody home?" she chuckled.

He came to his senses and blushed, "Oh, sorry, darlin'."

"How do I look?"

"Just gorgeous, darlin'. You'd give any Southern Belle a run f' her money."

"Thank you, honey" she said, kissing him. "Be right out."

Danielle returned to the fitting room and changed back into her casual clothes. She brought her selections up to the counter but then had a thought. She took Tom into the Men's section and they spent considerable time having him, reluctantly, pick out several pairs of jeans and some shirts that he found attractive. She also had Tom pick out some comfortable casual shoes as well as a couple pairs of boots.

"Now, darlin', ya shouldn't be spendin' on me."

Danielle put her arms around his neck, pulling him in. "Why not, honey? You're a friend, you're special to me and I want to do something nice for you."

"Do I really need all this stuff?"

"You won't take 'em even for li'l ol' me?" she asked, fluttering her eyelids and smiling.

He laughed at her impersonation and hugged her tight. "Oh, okay, darlin', you win," he said, kissing her quickly.

They added Tom's selections on the counter and Karina quickly rang up the purchases. Danielle paid the bill, thanked Karina for all her help and Tom took most of the bags. Carrying her dress, Danielle led the way out of the shop.

"Honey, let's drop this off at the cab. The jewelry store is within walking distance and I need to stop there before going back to the hotel."

"Alrighty, darlin'," he said, following her lead.

They stopped quickly at the cab, loaded in their bags and got to the jewelry store within a matter of ten minutes. Inside, Danielle knew exactly what she'd wanted and after looking through the selections they had on hand, Danielle picked out a beautiful piece. She paid the jeweler and the two friends made their way back to the cab.

"It's about quittin' time, darlin', mind if I swing by an' drop off the cab an' switch ta my truck?" he asked after getting in the car and starting the engine.

"Not at all, honey," she said, checking the time on her watch; it was just nearing 4:45PM. "What's the charges so far?"

"Oh, mileage an' the wait times, it'll be about ninety dollars. Sorry, darlin', the wait times is what racks up the price."

"That's okay, honey, you get most of the money anyway, yes?"

"Sixty-five per cent."

"Then I don't mind," she said, smiling at him.

"Dispatch, car 54."

"Go, 54."

"Headin' back ta base. Fare will end service there."

"Copy, 54. Out."

Tom put the car in gear and made his way back to base.

On the way, Danielle and Tom discussed what they might want to do once they got back to the hotel. Ten minutes later, he pulled into the lot at the corner of Arkansas and Morningside Avenues. He parked next to a series of other taxis; Danielle paid Tom the fare and then the two got out. Danielle grabbed her dress and a couple of bags and Tom grabbed the rest. Tom walked Danielle over to a gray 2000 Jeep CJ5 with a black soft-top. Tom opened the door for Danielle and then he loaded all their purchases in the back.

"Be right back, darlin," he said as she got in the Jeep, strapping herself in.

"Okay, honey."

Danielle watched him walk back to his cab, lean in and then walk to the office carrying his logbook. She couldn't help smiling to herself as she checked out his ass as he walked. No more than ten minutes later, Tom came out and got in the truck.

"Alright, darlin', that's the end of another day," he said, starting his Jeep.

"Yes, but now it's time for a fun and relaxing evening," she said, smiling warmly at him.

He shifted into first gear and pulled out of the lot, making his way back to the Starr in the slowly setting sun.

It was 5:15 when Tom pulled his Jeep onto the 4th level of the Starr's parking deck. He chose a spot and shut off the engine. The two friends got out and collected their belongings and after Tom secured the vehicle, they made their way to the elevators that led to the casino.

Cutting through the casino and past the Cashier's window, they walked through the crowd to the elevators. Managing to get an elevator to themselves, Danielle leaned against the wall as the doors closed.

"Tired, darlin'?"

"A little, it's been a busy day, but I'll be okay after a breather."

The trip to the 39th floor was quick. They got out and walked down the silent corridors, getting into Danielle's suite a few moments later. She turned the lights on low and hung up her new dress. Putting her bags in the closet, she invited Tom to do the same with his. After getting things situated, she put her purse on top of the dresser and took her boots off. She lay across the bed, her legs hanging off, and took some time catching her breath. She waved Tom over and he joined her on the bed, leaning on his side, resting an arm over her tummy.

"I just need a few minutes, honey."

"No problem, darlin'."

"I'm sure you're quite hungry, want to catch dinner at the 6th floor steakhouse?" she asked, slipping an arm around his body.

"Sounds good ta me, darlin'."

"Cool. Just give me ten minutes to recharge and I'll freshen up and we can go."

"Take your time."

He leaned down and kissed her softly but deeply. She moaned at the intimacy, bringing a hand up and caressing his head as they kissed.

"That was nice," she said.

"Sure was."

So much so, that he leaned in again and repeated the passionate kiss, but this time, he reached down and slipped his hand under her skirt and rubbed the front of her panties, feeling her growing hardon. She moaned into his mouth as she became aroused by his touch.

"If you keep that up, we won't make it to dinner."

They laughed softly together and kissed once again, this time without his erotic touch on her cock.

"Okay, help me up," she said, leaning up on her arms.

Tom got up and helped Danielle to her feet.

"Be right back, honey."

She went into the bathroom and took a quick pee. Then she gave herself a cursory cleaning around her cock and ass areas. She quickly rinsed her face, touched-up her makeup and perfume and was back out to Tom in very little time.

"Want to wash your face, honey?"

"Good idea, darlin'."

Tom took several minutes to clean and refresh himself. He came out and Danielle wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him in and kissing him deeply.

"Your moustache tickles me when we kiss," she chuckled.

"Want me ta shave it off?"

"Oh, hell no!" she exclaimed, laughing. "You better not," she added, smiling. "If you did, Suzie would scalp me," she teased.

He laughed and leaned in, kissing her again.

"So, pardner, y'all ready ta rustle up some grub?" she asked in her best southern drawl.

They laughed and he hugged her tight. "You're somethin' special, ya know that?" he asked.

"I try to be, honey," she said in her normal dialect. "Each one of you is special to me and I try to make each one of you happy."

"Ya do a great job, darlin'," he said before he leaned in and kissed her again.

"Come on, let's go get dinner, we can play cowboys and cowgirls later," she said, winking.

They disengaged from each other's hold and Danielle slipped on her boots then grabbed her purse. Making sure the door was locked, they walked down the corridors to the elevator.

There was a bit of a line at the Ry Mitchell Steakhouse. Although the famous chef made periodic appearances at the restaurant on the 6th floor of the hotel, and they were usually announced, just his name was a draw, as well. Tom and Danielle didn't have to wait too long and soon they were being seated. They took a look at the drinks list and the menu; a few moments later their server came over. She was a lovely blonde woman, a little past 30 years old, and her red-rimmed glasses made her look a bit younger.

"Good evening, folks, I'm Holly."

"Hi, Holly, how are you tonight?" Danielle asked.

"I'm well, thanks, I hope you're doing the same."

"Just wonderful," Danielle commented, smiling softly.

"Can I bring you something to drink?"

"I'll have a glass of Merlot, please," Danielle said.

"Sir?"

"A glass of draft beer."

"I'll be right back."

"So, you miss Suzie, huh?" Danielle asked, smiling softly while caressing his hand.

"Yeah, I got used ta her, ya know?"

"I do, honey."

"After she settles, I'll see about gettin' up there ta visit for a weekend."

"That sounds nice. I'm glad that you guys get along so well."

They spent the next few minutes talking about Suzie and the things that she had in common with Tom. Danielle commented that she was going to see Suzie that upcoming Saturday as Holly came over with their drinks.

"Here you go," she said, giving each of the two their preferred drink.

"Thank you, darlin'."

"Thank you," Danielle said.

"Are you ready to order?"

"Yes we are," Danielle began. "I'll have the Filet Medallions with sautéed mushrooms."

"How would you like that cooked, Miss?"

"Medium, please."

"Side dish?"

"The garlic mashed potatoes will be fine."

"Sir?"

"The Porterhouse T-Bone, medium-well. I'll take the sautéed mushrooms, too, darlin'."

"Side?"

"Baked potato, please."

"Alright, I'll see you soon," she said smiling, before she walked off.

Danielle took a sip of her delicious Merlot. Tom took a hearty swig of his beer.

"You said you were seein' Suzie this weekend?"

"Yes, I did. And I am," she chuckled.

She told Tom of Tara's troubles and what she was going to do for her young friend. She told Tom that Jason, Scott and Trevor were going along as well.

"Count me in, too, darlin'," he said, covering her hand with his.

"Oh, that's wonderful, Tom! I'm sure Tara will appreciate all the help she can get."

"Well, the little darlin' needs help, so I'm happy ta go."

"You won't get in trouble with work, will you?"

"Nah, when I go in tomorrow, I'll tell 'em I'll switch or somethin'. Don't worry 'bout it."

"If they give you any trouble, tell them I'll buy their company and fire everyone," she said, then took a sip of her wine.

Tom looked at her with a surprised look on his face. But she soon giggled as she couldn't hold being serious long.

"Ya had me goin' there, darlin'."

She chuckled and said, "Shoulda seen your face, you looked so shocked."

He blushed a little and took another long drink of beer. "What's the plan for Saturday?"

Holly put the answer to that question on hold as she came over with her serving tray filled with their dinner. She expertly set everything on the table and asked if anything else was needed. Danielle asked for refills on their drinks.

"Oh, and can you bring some A1, please?"

"Right away, Miss."

"This looks absolutely amazing," she said, inhaling the steaming aroma. "Smells great, too."

"Well, this guy's from Texas," Tom said, waving his fork toward the wall where Ry Mitchell had a portrait and his trademark. "So he oughta know how ta put a steak together."

Holly swung by and put the bottle of steak sauce on the table.

After cutting a bite of steak, and accompanying it with a few of the mushrooms, Danielle said, "Oh, I'm gonna enjoy this dinner."

"Me too, darlin', I always enjoyed eatin' in his places."

Holly came by and dropped off their fresh drinks, taking their old glasses away.

"So, what's on your mind for Saturday?" he asked, taking a chunk of his butter-covered baked potato.

"Ah, right, you did ask that," she said, taking a sip of wine. "Tomorrow night, after I get back from my date with Mr. Steele, Jason is going to help me move all my stuff to his apartment." She paused to take a few forkfuls of steak and mushrooms. After taking a sip of wine, she continued. "Saturday morning, I'm going to check out of the hotel; that'll be around 8:30."

"What time did ya want me?" he asked, giving her time to enjoy more of her dinner.

"Well," she said, swallowing her food and then sipping some wine, "We're going to leave the hotel at nine o'clock, so everyone will have to be in the lobby before then."

"Sounds good," he said, putting a large chunk of steak in his mouth.

Holly came up and asked if they'd needed anything.

"No, thank you," Danielle declined politely. She continued telling Tom the details, "Then, we'll drive to Englishtown to pick up the truck. Then to Tara's to load up and then to storage in Egg Harbor Township to load it all in and drop off the truck."

"You got everythin' down pat, don't ya, darlin'?" he asked, smiling.

"I hope so," she chuckled.

They sat and finished off the rest of their dinner. When they were done, they talked more about Saturday and enjoyed their drinks.

"So how ya gettin' to Englishtown?"

"Well, I figured we'd all pile into Scott's car as Jason will be driving the truck when we get it."

"Let the little darlin' an' her boyfriend ride wit me."

"Alright, I'm sure they'd enjoy that."

"So what time we meetin'?"

"I want to be in the cars and on the road by nine. The truck is due to be picked up at eleven o'clock and I want to make sure all the accessories I bought are accounted for."

"Accessories?"

"Mmm," she sounded, sipping the last of her wine, "things like boxes, tape, packing bubbles, all that stuff."

Danielle caught Holly out of the corner of her eye and called her over. "How was everything?"

"Excellent," Danielle said. "We're about ready to go, so I'll take the check, please."

"Be right back," Holly said happily.

"Feel like taking a little walk on the boardwalk, handsome?"

"Anythin' for ya, darlin'," he said, smiling.

A moment later, Holly dropped off the dinner check. Danielle pulled out the appropriate amount of cash for the meal, plus Holly's tip. She signaled Holly over.

"Thank you, honey, it was wonderful. You keep the change," Danielle said, smiling warmly.

"Thank you, Miss. Have a good night, Sir."

"You too, darlin'."

They gathered their things and headed down to the ground floor.

It was nearly 6:30 when they started on their walk down the boardwalk. They strolled casually, hand-in-hand, as they chatted about the different stores and attractions that they were passing. They stopped and browsed in a few curio/t-shirt shops and Danielle picked up a few extra sleep shirts; one had a graphic of a sleeping kitten and the other was a Japanese cartoon shirt. Tom had a hearty laugh when Danielle bought them each a cowboy hat.

"You're too much, darlin'," he said, hugging her.

"Thanks, pardner," she said smiling, putting his hat on his head.

Danielle put her cowboy hat on as they left the store, continuing their intimate walk.

As they were walking past an empty lot between buildings, Danielle stopped near a couple of wooden benches. "Oh, damn,"

"What's a matter, darlin'?"

"I shoulda bought each of us that set of six-guns with the belt," she said, pointing back toward the shop.

Tom laughed and squished her in a loving hug.

"Whoa, pardner! Not in front o' the townsfolk!"

They laughed and Tom kissed Danielle, ignoring everyone around them.

"My word, Sheriff! Ya always treat yer Deputies this way?" she drawled sweetly.

"Only you, darlin'," he said, smiling, leaning in to hug her again.

But she stopped him by poking his chest. "That's 'Deputy Darlin'' ta you, Sheriff," she teased.

They laughed again and hugged, each knowing that she couldn't maintain the play acting further without cracking herself up.

"Oh, Tom, you're an awesome friend. I don't mean any disrespect to you when I do that accent. You mean a lot to me and it's just fun to do sometimes."

"It's okay, darlin', I don't take no offense. You're extra-cute when ya do it, so don't stop. Do it anytime ya want," he said, smiling at her.

They exchanged a quick kiss and continued their walk, arm-in-arm. They both looked in the curio shops for anything interesting they might want, but they didn't decide on anything. Danielle went into the famous boardwalk-based fudge shop and bought herself a half-pound of plain chocolate fudge and Tom selected the chocolate/peanut butter fudge. They walked past the Tropic Rain Hotel & Casino and continued south, munching the sweets lightly as they went. They walked as far down as the old Golden Horseshoe Hotel & Casino; its building now shockingly faded, severely weather-worn and most-sadly, wholly unoccupied for many years.

"I guess we can turn around, honey, head back to the hotel and relax."

"Sounds good ta me, darlin'."

So they turned around, and like so many other people over the years, turned their backs on the Golden Horseshoe and left it far behind them, a forgotten part of their journey.

Thirty minutes and a half-pound box of fudge later, they were entering Danielle's suite. She tossed her purse, shopping bag and cowboy hat on the dresser, kicked off her boots and started to get undressed. Tom put his hat next to hers.

"Honey, go on ahead and get yourself undressed. We can shower and then relax for the night."

"Okay, darlin'."

Danielle was down to bra and panties when she paused to watch Tom get undressed. His semi-athletic body was sexy to her and she couldn't wait to get him in the shower and get her hands all over him. He saw her watching him and she smiled and blushed slightly, continuing to get naked. She tossed her clothes in the closet and went into the bathroom to turn on the shower.

When she came out, Tom was folding his clothes into one of the empty dresser drawers. When he finished, she took him in his arms and they enjoyed an intimate, naked hug and kiss.

"You are so sexy," she whispered in his ear.

"Thanks, darlin', but you're the sexy one."

They kissed deeply and then Danielle took Tom by the hand into the bathroom.

The water was hot, but the couple was hotter. First they rinsed themselves, getting their skin a little refreshed. Then they took turns lathering each other; body, legs, everything. Then, Danielle pulled Tom to her and she wrapped her arms around his soap-covered body, kissing him deeply and caressing him all over his back and sides, giving him tingles between her soft touch and the soapy liquid. She felt his cock grow against her; she softly broke the kiss and caressed his chest and abdomen, moaning as she ran her fingers through his soapy dark and gray body hair.

"So sexy," she whispered, moving her caresses over his stomach down to his cock. It was steadily growing harder under her expert manipulations with her fingers. Her own cock grew excited at this intimate sexual contact.

It was Tom's turn to arouse his lover. He pulled her in and wrapped his strong arms around her, kissing her deeply. As they kissed, he caressed her back and her ass, even sliding a couple of fingers in her soapy ass crack. She ran her fingers through his hair and humped her cock into his body, getting more and more excited.

They made out in the shower for some time, humping and rubbing on each other until both of their cocks began to ooze precum. Tom spun Danielle around gently and pulled her close to him, effectively wedging his hardon in the crack of her ass. Danielle could feel most of the length of Tom's cock run through her crack and she felt the tip rub hotly on her lower back.

She felt pressure on her upper back and she leaned forward. A moment later, Tom positioned his gorgeous cock at the entrance to her boipussy. He took hold of her hips gently and pushed forward; the slickness from the soap on his cock and all over her ass made it very easy for him to slide his entire 7-inches inside her. She moaned hotly and he felt her anal ring grip his cock.

Tom started thrusting into her love chute at the same time that Danielle started rocking back and forth on her feet, timing her motions expertly to his. He was fucking her ass hotly; she was moaning loudly, leaning her hands on her knees; she could feel her precum drip from her throbbing cock out into the tub. She could also feel the pressure on her hips from Tom's grip get stronger. He was breathing heavily as he increased the speed and power of his thrusts. He took his hands off of Danielle's hips momentarily to get her to stand a little more upright by gently pulling on her arms. This allowed him to still fuck her asshole, yet at the same time, he snaked an arm around her and grasped her hard T-Girl cock in a strong hand.

"Oh, Tom," she moaned hotly as he swiped his fingers around her sensitive cockhead.

He picked up his pace, slamming his cock into her body so forcefully, she had to reach out and try to steady herself by leaning on the shower wall. But even being fucked so roughly, they were still moving in a synchronized rhythm of raw sex and emotions. Tom's legs stiffened and he thrust up Danielle's love channel one final time. He moaned loudly and began filling her insides with several heavy spurts of his seed. He was holding onto his lover as he spewed in her bowels; she held on to the wall and shower curtain, feeling the tips of her toes brush lightly on the tub bottom as she was hotly impaled on Tom's hot poker. He panted and spurted; she moaned and clenched her anal ring around his throbbing cock. He had a strong grip on one of her hips; the other hand jerked her cock as he shuddered in ecstasy.

As he came down from his orgasm, he kept his cock fully embedded up inside Danielle's throbbing asshole. Now that he had cum and was relatively coherent again, he stroked Danielle's cock furiously. The panting T-Girl rapidly reached her point of no return and she pushed back on her lover's cock, impaling herself closer to the edge of orgasm. She was lost in the feelings of Tom's stroking as he tickled her cock closer to exploding. The combination of soap and precum made a very slick, very hot lubricant and he used it expertly on his panting lover.

"Cum for me, darlin'. You can do it," he said to her sexily, stroking her cock rapidly.

Danielle threw her head back, moaned loudly and then Tom felt her asshole grip his cock fiercely. The next second, the rest of her body stiffened and she gushed a load of cum onto the tub floor, her legs and even her feet. Her cock throbbed hotly under his expert jerking and her anal ring clenched around his cock in perfect time. She shuddered and shook and panted wildly, as Tom tickled her sensitive cockhead, still wet with soap and the remnants of her orgasm. He wrapped his arm around her chest and brought her body to him, holding her close, supporting her, as she regained her composure. They stood that way for several minutes as Tom's cock grew soft in her anal canal and she got herself under control

"God, honey, you make me feel so good," she said, turning toward him, feeling his cock slip sexily out of her slimy hole.

They kissed hotly momentarily. "You're a li'l spitfire yourself, ya know."

She smiled and kissed him again. Then the two rinsed all the soap off their bodies; Danielle took a few moments to clear out the soapy mixture that was still in her anal canal that was causing a bit of a burning sensation. But after rinsing a few times, she felt fresh. She turned off the water and they got out, drying each other off. Danielle threw a hotel robe around Tom and they went back into the room.

"Relax on the bed, darling, I'm just going to slip into a nightie."

Tom took a spot on the bed, leaving plenty of room for his T-Girl lover to join him.

Danielle went to the closet and slipped into a dark blue nightie with a sheer black panel that ran across the top 1/4 of the lingerie. The hem of her sexy garment was bordered by a strip of black lace completely around and it ended just slightly past her hanging balls. She felt the cool satin rub sexily on her soft cock.

She sat on the bed and placed her hand gently onto Tom's. "Coffee or tea, honey?"

"Whatever ya want, darlin'."

"That's not what I asked you," she chuckled. "You're not a tea drinker, are you?"

His hesitant silence confirmed her question. She picked up the room phone and ordered a pot of coffee and a pot of tea in addition to a few buttered bagels. She hung up the phone and smiled at him amusingly. "There, problem solved," she said, chuckling at him.

"You're crazy, darlin'," he teased.

"Well, I can't make you drink something you don't like."

"You don't have ta go through nothin' special for me," he said.

"Of course, I do, so shush," she said, leaning in and kissing him.

She grabbed the TV remote and put on some music to add a little atmosphere to their setting.

"There, that's better," she said. After she programmed the TV timer to shut down the TV after a few hours, she put the remote on the nightstand. Then she went into her purse and got the tip ready for the room service staff.

She sat on the bed, leaning back onto Tom, hanging her legs off the edge. She took his free arm and draped it around her, hugging it gently to her body.

"Tell me, darlin', don't it bother ya I'm almost twice your age?"

She turned her head to look at him. "Nope, should it?"

"Well, kids your age these days ain't much for doing stuff wit' the older generation."

"True, but I guess that's their loss. I find you attractive, I find you sexy. Mr. Steele is handsome, so's Uncle Phil, even though he is bit on the heavy side. That doesn't bother me, either."

"Who's Uncle Phil?"

Danielle gave Tom a quick description on who Phil was and how she came to meet him.

"So he's not your real uncle."

"No," she began, "when he plays with a younger girl, or in my case a younger T-Girl, he likes to role play that they're his niece and he's their uncle."

"I get it."

"Role playing can be fun, if the situation is right and the people involved are into it."

"Makes sense."

"I'm actually going to see him tomorrow."

"Hope ya have a good time, darlin'."

"Thanks, honey, it should be fun. Oh, tell me, what time do you have to be up in the morning?"

"I gotta pick up my cab at seven, so 6:30, I guess. I can pick up a coffee on the road."

"Okay, I'll set an alarm on my phone to make sure you're not late."

A handful of sharp knocks on the door told them their room service order was there. Danielle got up and answered the door, smiling sweetly at the young man. She told him that she'd take over; she tipped him, signed the bill and said good night. She wheeled the cart into the room and set everything up on the table. Tom came over to help and they set to making their respective drinks.

"I'm gonna take this robe off, darlin', it's gettin' kinda hot," he said, walking towards the bathroom.

"Okay, honey."

When Tom came out, she had turned herself toward the bathroom, waiting for him to come out. She watched him walk back toward the table.

"Whatcha doin', darlin'?"

"Watching you walk around naked, mmmm," she sounded, checking out his beautifully naked body. His cock was semi-hard and hung down hotly in front of him. "Yummy," she whispered, getting lost in his sexiness.

"Now come on, darlin'," he said, as she walked up to him.

She kissed him deeply, feeling his cock twitch as she leaned into him.

"Can I help it if you get me excited?" she said, looking at him and smiling sweetly.

"You're a crazy girl," he said, then kissing her.

They sat at the table for a while enjoying their hot drinks, occasionally taking a bite of the buttered snacks. Tom asked Danielle what she'd thought of doing for her future, now that she was independently wealthy and what different things she might to do with said money.

"Well, I've decided I'm going to make a few donations. I'm not certain on organizations yet, I have to do some research, but basically I intend on donating primarily to children's cancer organizations. One of my uncles has a son who had a tumor at eight years old. A few cancer charities in his area helped them out greatly during that tough time."

"What happened to the son?"

"He had an operation to have it removed, which went well. He recovered and grew up to be quite a handsome teen, he's 15 now."

"Where else would ya donate to?"

"Oh, I dunno. There's a church in my town that needs money for renovations. Jeez, that building's gotta be 250 years old."

"You a church-goer, darlin'?"

"No, not really. I'd like to think there's some mystical, all-powerful being in the sky that oversees everything, but the shit that's been happening in recent years makes me wonder."

"Then why donate to a church?"

"Maybe it won't do me any good, I dunno, but it might do some good for someone. Who knows? Maybe there's a family out there that gets rained on every Sunday because the roof has holes in it. It's going to do someone some good."

"You got a good heart, darlin'."

"I'm just trying my best, honey."

"Don't ever change," he said, kissing her. "What else might ya be doin' with all that green?"

"Investing some, maybe buy a condo. Spending on my friends," she said, winking. "My good fortune is their good fortune," she said.

He kissed her, not only in response to his question, but to all the money that she unselfishly spent on him.

It was almost 10:30 by the time they finished their nighttime snack, rolled the cart into the hallway and retired to the bed. The only light in the room came from the moon that shined in the black sky above the ocean. Tom was lying on his back, leaning on some pillows; Danielle was on her side, resting her head on his shoulder and caressing his chest and stomach. Tom had an arm around her back and he gently caressed anywhere he could reach. Danielle began placing little kisses all over his hairy chest, occasionally leaning up and kissing his mouth lovingly. As she continued to kiss him, she traced her fingertips down over his hairy stomach to his cock. She teasingly drew her touch up and down his cock, making it twitch as it grew harder. She leaned up and kissed him passionately, taking hold of the shaft and stroking gently, coaxing his member to get to full hardness.

Her kissing, as well as her touch, was working because as they made out, Tom began humping his hips in time with her stroking. She kept kissing him hotly, flicking her tongue sexily against his as they got hotter. His cock was fully hard once again, as if he hadn't fucked her earlier in the shower, and she increased the speed of her stroking. So much so, that within several minutes, his precum started to flow from the head of his sexy cock.

She stopped kissing him and changed her position so she could lean over and suck his sweet love stick into her hot mouth. She moaned as she bobbed on his cock, sending vibrations from the tip to the base. She frequently drove the head of his cock against her throat, causing her to gag slightly as she got his cock wet with her saliva and his precum. She sucked on his cock and aroused him further over the course of several minutes; he took one hand and caressed her head as his other hand caressed her back and ass.

Danielle broke off sucking Tom's cock long enough to spit a little of the precum-and-spit mixture on her fingers and then wiping then slick fluid on her puckered asshole. She swallowed the rest as she straddled her lover's thighs, placing the entrance to her love tunnel right onto his cock. She humped her hips forward-and-back a few times, rubbing hotly on his hard love stick. She leaned down and kissed him deeply, flicking her tongue against his.

"Put your cock in me, darling," she whispered in his ear.

She rose up slightly as Tom took hold of his cock, placing the tip right against her throbbing asshole. He pushed up and she settled down; the resulting movements of the two lovers caused his cock to slide effortlessly up into her and they both moaned at the sensations.

"Now gimme a good ride, cowboy," she said, smiling at him devilishly.

He reached and took each of her hips in his hands and started thrusting upward into her asshole. Hard slapping sounds filled the room as he pounded her asspussy from below; she bounced hotly on his cock and grunted with every thrust. As he fucked her wildly, she felt her cock bounce repeatedly on his stomach; the resulting contact started her cock to leak her precum.

Tom started grunting with every thrust of his hips; his cock had gotten much harder and he was approaching another intense cum, courtesy of his T-Girl lover. Danielle sensed his impending orgasm and clenched her anal ring around his cock each time he drove forward up her boipussy. For the next several minutes, each was trying to make the other feel as good as they possibly could. As Tom pushed forcefully up inside her, Danielle would push her ass down on his cock hard, slapping her ass on his pelvis. Up and down they continued in perfect sync.

But all too soon, Tom's entire body stiffened; he groaned at the ceiling and Danielle felt his impending orgasm. As his cock erupted up her love tunnel, Danielle clenched her asshole around his cock as hard as she could and made little movements with her hips, attempting to make little sucking actions with her asshole. She felt his cock throb hotly in her boipussy, spurting forcefully into her bowels. He moaned loudly as he came, panting with each spurt and pulse of his cock. The tight grip he'd had on her hips lessened as he came down from his orgasm; she leaned down and kissed his panting mouth, making him moan more with her intimate touch.

Danielle settled herself down on his softening cock; Tom's body relaxed and he lay there, looking up at his young lover through sex-satisfied eyes. She leaned down again, kissing him lovingly, and then resting her head on his shoulder as they both caught their breath and regained their composure. Tom brought his arms up and wrapped them around Danielle's body, holding her tightly as they exchanged soft kisses and an occasional rubbing of their tongues.

After some time, they felt his soft cock slip out of her slick boipussy. Danielle rested her head on his shoulder and they fell asleep comfortably in each other's arms.

To be continued... :)

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Here are the stories in Danielle's Universe:

Episode 01: "Vacation in Atlantic City!"

• I: The Train Ride to Atlantic City

• II: Check-In

• III: Dinner by Starlight

• IV: Sightseeing and a Little Road Trip

• V: A Casino Run and A Dinner Date

• VI: A Day with Jason

• VII: Posting an Online Sex Ad

• VIII: If You Knew Suzie...

• IX: Shopping and Businessmen

• X: Taras and Suzies and Bears, Oh My!!

• XI: Extend-O-Vacation!

• XII: The Return of Suzie

• XIII: Jason, Scott and a Surprise

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