New Places

Thursday wasn't anything special, just a housewarming/pool party before things got busy for the weekend. Cassie and Linda had fun on the their new bed while everyone watched to 'inaugurate' their house (not they they hadn't the night before), and we all enjoyed their new dining room table and chair set; the girls more than Thomas and I (though Charlie's chair didn't get a dildo) over lunch, and then chilling for the afternoon. Sharon and Charlie, though not fast friends or anything, got along fine as parents of kids who were dating, and I had long ago worked things out with my place in conversations so, even though I was both their husbands and father of several of the kids in question, things weren't uncomfortable or confusing for me. Most of the conversation was around the upcoming move to college for Thomas and Elizabeth anyway, so we all got to relax on the pool chairs talking while I unhurriedly used Sharon as a fleshlight. Charlie was happy I was being a good host and taking care of our guests carnal needs, while simultaneously the pair had a brief conversation regarding how well Sharon was being taken care of by her husband, although that didn't last long as Charlie showed no desire to have an in depth discussion about that. We did have to yell at the trio briefly after Elizabeth got dunked slightly too long while they tried to fuck in the pool, but otherwise it was uneventful.

Friday was going to be fun. Ashley was driving out to Houston a day early so she could stay with Tom at his new apartment. I hadn't gotten into specifics about it, but after how well Power did with the beach house with just a broad description, I was looking forward to how it would turn out. I had arranged for it to be close (but not too close) to campus, so whenever we wanted to hook up it would be possible, but not so close I felt I was intruding. I would be meeting Ashley there (since as far as she knew I was living there for a month now). She would be driving over normally (I didn't give her an auto-fuck in the car, but I did shorten the usual horrendous 3-4 hour interstate drive to a nice traffic free and leisurely 1 hour one, just so she had the feeling of her journey to college being some big trip). In the meantime, after having lunch with Charlie, I popped over to check out the place, and was not disappointed.

I had described it as 'wide open with a great view'; the design Power went with had a large two story central room with a balcony around the outside upper story, around the inside of which there were several different rooms. The main room was a combination living and dining room with a kitchen. There were nice couches, a huge wall mounted TV, an impressive but not crazy dining table, and a fully equipped kitchen built into one wall (not like in a studio; this was a full kitchen that just happened to not be a separate room). There were a few hidden rooms off to the side, closets and half baths and such. The big feature was that one entire wall was glass panes, providing a breathtaking view of the city (made morso as the height from which it looked didn't match the 3rd floor location of the apartment, and several of the surrounding buildings were not there to obstruct the view). Upstairs was a bedroom, which also had a windowed wall, a full bathroom that was quite elaborate (though not so much as the beach house), a guest room, and an office. It was of course all furnished to my taste, including clothing and even had various things around to make it look properly lived in. In no way could all this have fit into the actual space the apartment that had been here before had taken up, and it would take a slight tweak to anyone who came in to not notice it was a bit out of place in the building, but it was perfect for my needs and was sure to impress Ashley without going quite so overboard as the beach house.

It was early afternoon when Ashley drove up to the apartment building in Houston. Of course, there was plenty of room directly in front of the door (I moved the fire hydrant as she pulled up, so the normally blocked area was fine). "Welcome to Houston!" I enthused as she got out. She smiled and ran over to hug me, giving me a quick peck on the cheek. I enjoyed the feel of her pressing against me.

"Just let me grab my bag," She said, heading back to the car. "You're sure it's ok to leave my stuff in the car overnight?"

"Of course, ma'am," replied the building door person (her nametag, which was affixed to her naked breast with a nipple piercing, said Savannah) before I could answer. "We have full surveillance and security around the building," she added. "Can I get your things?" she asked, walking over to the car as Ashley unlocked the trunk, no one walking by paying mind to the nearly nude female; her only other item of clothing was a belt with some keys on it. Ashley looked to protest that she could get her own bag, but I gestured that she should allow it. Instead she just indicated a small piece of rolling luggage and stepped back to let the it be pulled out. Savannah leaned in, giving me a nice view of her heavy boobs, and lifted out the lugged, extending the handle. "Will that be all, ma'am?" she asked.

"Umm, yeah, that';s fine," Ashley replied, slightly nonplussed, and Savannah headed into the building. "I could have done it myself," she added to me. I shrugged. "The staff here are great, but they like to do it themselves. They were real upset when I had my own guys move my stuff in, so after that I let the delivery people leave it at the desk and they seemed much happier," I extemporized. Really I just wanted to get Ashley used to the nearly naked staff doing things around the building, since of course all of them were hot and I would enjoy having them 'fix the plumbing' and various other tasks when I was in town. We headed inside, where a completely different naked woman was manning the desk.

We got to the elevator, manned by a nude Hispanic woman. "3 please," I said, though of course necessarily. The operator went to close the gate, when someone yelled "wait for me!", and after a second a woman in a tracksuit joined us in the elevator, breathing a bit hard from rushing to catch the lift. "5 please," she said to the operator, stripping off her shirt to reveal her small but perky tits and fanning herself. "Hi, I'm Amy, in 5C," she added to us. The operator closed the gate, got down on her knees and deep throated the control dildo, then sucking it as she moved her head to move the lever to the side, starting the elevator upward.

"I'm Tom, in 3A, and this is Ashley, my girlfriend," I replied politely, reaching out and fondling a tit in greeting. "I just moved in a little while ago. You're actually the first neighbor I have run into." Ashley fondled the other tit. "I'm not staying long, moving into the dorms tomorrow," Ashley added.

"Well welcome to the building," she replied. "And congratulations on college. Oh hey, if you want to, we usually have a welcome orgy for new people. Feel free to let anyone know when you would be interested; we are all on a group chat. Can I add you?" She handed me her phone and I quickly put in my digits as the elevator came to a halt. The operator pulled off the dildo and opened the gate. We got off, waving goodbye to Amy.

The hallway had a couple other doors, but mine was, of course, right at the end. It was suitably nice but not ostentatious in the main building. I opened the door and curtsied. "After you, my lady," I said, and Ashley gafaued at my performance. I led her in through the shirt entry hallway, and her eye's went wide as she beheld the stunning view from the window.

"Oh wow, when you said wide open you weren't kidding," she enthused. "I can see the whole campus from up here," she added, not noticing the height discrepancy. "Umm, how do you even use the TV?" she asked, noting it was getting a fair bit of light. I raised an eyebrow. "What, I'm going into design, of course I notice things like that," she retorted. In response I clapped, and the windows opaqued while the interior lights came up a bit. "Nice! Hey, where's my stuff?" she asked, looking around worried.

"They would have put it in the bedroom, upstairs," I replied, pointing to the door on the balcony. "Here, let me show you around," I added, and commenced my tour. She was suitably impressed, maybe a bit too much (perhaps this wasn't far enough of a step down from the beach house), especially with the fancy bathroom and the giant bed (and yes, her bag had been delivered to the bedroom and in fact the outfit she intended to where tomorrow had been hung up already). At last we circled back around the living room, plopping down on the couch.

"So, tomorrow I have meetings and you move in, but for today we can do whatever we want," I said. "I hope you don't mind, but I made us reservations at Brennan's, which I am told is a super nice place for a date. So what do you want to do until then?"

"A date? I didn't bring up anything fancy..." Ashley replied, looking a bit worried.

"Don't worry, I got you a dress I think you'll like," I replied, having Power pick out something she would love. "Call it a 'welcome to college' gift. She frowned a bit. "I know, you don't want me to get you stuff, but I thought this would be ok," I added, which seemed to mollify her.

"hmm," she said, thinking. "You know, we haven't actually gone on a proper date to the movies, and you have this giant TV..." she put in. Not what I would have suggested, but I didn't have a problem with it, so I threw her the remote, which she used to bring up enhanced netflix (including movies currently in theaters). We had a nice time watching some super heroes fight bad guys (I resisted adding a few sex scenes and let the movie go on normally) while we cuddled on the couch. After that, it was nearly time for dinner, so Ashley, warning me not to peak, hit the bathroom, while I got dressed up (instantly) in the bedroom.

It took Ashley about 20 min, but it was worth it. She came out in a brilliant night blue dress, off one shoulder, that hugged her body perfectly, neither tight nor skimpy, nigh necked but with her tight breasts outlined clearly, one leg exposed through a slit that ran the entire way up to her waist, the looked capped with stockings and heals. She had applied just a touch of color and done her hair up. I must have been obviously slack jawed at her appearance, and she blushed fiercely. "Stop staring!!!" cried, hiding her face behind her matching clutch. Given this outfit had come directly out of her mind, I gained new confidence in her choice of degree (Although she was going for architectural design, not fashion, but I that moment I wasn't thinking of that.

"I went up to her and puled her hands from her face, kissing her lightly on the cheek. "You're beautiful and you don';t need to hide it," I told her, making her blush even more. "Shall we go?" I asked, taking her hand and moving toward the stairs. She let me lead her down and out, where a car was waiting for us. Since I was conscious of her discomfort with too much of a display of wealth, it was a good but not crazy car, and I didn't conjure a driver (not that I drove; though I was in the drivers seat, the car drove itself). This began a wonderful date, and once she got over her shyness we both had a great time. The restaurant was very nice, with a seafood menu and an outdoor terrace; there was even live music in the form of a wandering saxophonist. I was having such a good time I didn't even do anything sexy the entire time; Ashley in that dress was enough.

When we got back in later that night, slightly drunk, we didn't make it far. I pushed Ashley into the wall of the entry, and she pressed herself into me, kissing passionately as I ran my hands up her body. She wrapped a leg around me and leaned into it, groping for my belt. She pulled it off and pushed my pants down, and I pulled her skirt up around her waist, lifted her, and with targeting skill born of Power, thrust her blindly upon my iron length, her panties shredding to nonexistence as she sheathed me. I took her against the wall, holding her up, as she did her best to thrust down upon me. We rutted hard and fast, and she came hard on me, gripping me like and vice and milking my own orgasms, through which I somehow managed to hold us both up. Without leaving her hot pussy, I shook off my pants and walked us over to the nearest couch, the motion in and out of her from walking driving her crazy, her **** kisses actually making it hard for me to see. When I felt the couch, I let my legs collapse, dropping onto the chair and letting her own weight slam her down onto me, drawing out another orgasm. She reached behind desperately for the zipped on her dress, but I ripped it from her, the dress nonetheless flying across the room entirely undamaged to land on one of the dining chairs. Ashley was on me, milking me with her insides, frantically pulling off her bra and tossing it over to join the dress, leaving her only in her silk stockings and heels. She pulled me int her chest, and I eagerly got to sucking as she began to ride me, running my hands up and down her silk clad legs. She threw herself up and down in me with abandon, keening as she orgasmed again and again on my rod. At last I came, pulling her down onto me, and she screamed and shook as I filled her. as i caught my breath, I realized she had passed out.

I sat there with her quivering form on mine for a minute, then gently lifted her off me, her cunt resisting my retreat with all it had, an **** moan drawn from her. Carefully, I lifted her up and gently carried her upstairs, where I lay her on the bed and pulled off my remaining clothes. After watching her for a bit, she woke up, streaking languorously on the sheets. "oh Tom," she said breathily. She raised her arms, beckoning me over, and I let her pull me in for a kiss. "Have I mentioned your are really good at that?" she added, running her hands over my chest as I lay beside her.

"It's not just me," I retorted playfully. "The partner matters more." That drew a slight frown from her; I was her first and only, but she had only ever been with me and Sarah. After a second she let it go, and one hand wandered down and lightly stroked me; nothing urgent, just us enjoying company. "Are you sure you don;t want to live here with me after all?" I asked, reaching down to do some light stroking of my own.

"Much and I am sure I would enjoy it, it would probably be too distracting," she replied. "And I really would like to know what it's like, at least for the first year. They say you can't really know what college is like without at least trying the dorms." This was of course an old line of conversation, more joking than anything at this point, and she leaned in for another kiss. As she did she really started fisting me, and before long we were jerking each other off. When I came, she aimed me at her chest. "We haven't really tried this before," she said, sliding down, and tried to wrap me in her cum-coated boobs. She wasn't quite busty enough to envelope me, but she was able to more than adequately stoke up and down, licking the head as it peaked out. When I came again, she took it on the face, laughing. She licked a bit up and the rest vanished. "I'm glad you liked it, but it's not really doing anything for me. I demand restitution," she teased, moving p over my face. I was more than happy to give her a couple orgasms of her own. We made love several more times before drifting off together with me still embedded in her.

We were up relatively early the next morning. Ashley could have slept in, as she couldn't move into her dorm until 1, but I had two kids to help with their own moves to college, and so, having told Ashley I had a meeting to attend ('yes, on Saturday. You can't call weekend in my position' had been my response, although of course this meeting would last however long until I next decided to come to Houston), were were up fairly early. We had breakfast with me naked and Ashley in nothing but my shirt from the night before, which she insisted was 'required', we took a shower together. Of course, this took quite a bit longer than it should have, as we fucked in various ways under the flow (the shower had quite a few accoutrements to help, such as a bench and plenty of handles, and was quite big enough to have fun in). I considered pausing time and moving use to the bath, but figured I should save that for next time, so just settled for 20 min outside being an hour of fucking inside, enjoying the watching the water run over Ashley's tight boobs as they shook, throwing off droplets, from my cocks sawing wetly in and out of her, before we finally got out. I had to resist taking Ashley over the sink as I watched her drying off; I could tell she was purposefully doing it sexily for for to watch. At last, with me dressed in a suit (Ashley helped with the tie), and Ashley in jeans and a t-shirt (her move-in outfit), we walked to the door. "Here's your key," I said as I handed it to her. "I meant to give it you last night, but well..." She leaned in kiss me. "There is plenty of food in the fridge for your lunch," I added. "Good luck with the roommate lottery. And remember, you can always come back if you need to get away from them."

"Ha hah, She replied, lightly punching my arm. "Good luck with your meeting," she said, and saw me off. I felt like I was leaving home. I waved as I got in the elevator, but rather than ride down with the nude operator, I simply vanished back to Austin.