They fucked till they went to sleep, then they began to plan a life together.

James moved up behind Olivia, pausing to turn the balcony light off, but she challenged him to leave it on.

“I’m not ashamed of my body, or to be with you,” she said sweetly. “Leave the light on…let people see you fuck me…anyone looking, I don’t care.”

So he turned the light back on, then moved behind Olivia, kissed her on the shoulder and then on the lips when she turned to look at him, then pushed his cock into her slowly. He fucked her doggy style while she was bent over his balcony, with a careful pace, as not to hurt her at all.

James looked down at her, and the view was indeed spectacular. Her body was just amazing, a youthful and lean form, but still with curves. She was lean but not skinny, toned, but perfectly. And with a light brown skin tone that looked great in any light.

At 5’10” Olivia was tall for a girl, so she was able to bend at the waist and be fairly comfortable over the balcony ledge, her perky B cup breasts shaking in the cool night air as she got fucked.

This only lasted a few minutes before James picked her up and carried her inside. Then they fucked on the sofa, on the love seat, with Olivia bent over the kitchen counter, then with her laying on his desk getting fucked in a sort of missionary position.

When he was getting close she sat him in his home office chair and got on her knees and gave him another slow blowjob, this time however she kept it in her mouth as he orgasmed. She kept her lips on his cock till he was spent, and swallowed all of his cum before she stopped. She sucked his cock until it was soft, in a loving blowjob to finish him off.

They then took a break, but nearly out of options she asked if they could go downstairs into the garage and fuck on the hood of his car, which they then did.

They were gentle enough as not to damage his car, and it helped that she wore a robe and laid it on the hood, but he fucked Olivia till he came inside of her, bent over the hood of his BMW. A beautiful young woman laying over a beautiful car.

When they finally laid down to go to sleep it was deep into the morning. The snuggled and made small talk, neither wanting the night to end just yet.

“Do you have work in the morning?” She asked softly, seeming to be very tired.

“No, I put in for vacation while you were getting a snack earlier Olivia,” he replied. “ I have a lot of time built up, so taking off two weeks isn’t that big a deal.”

“Just like that, like the night before and they don’t freak out over you missing work for two weeks?” She asked, “I didn’t know it ever worked like that.”

He laughed softly, “I don’t have a regular job,” he answered. “We don’t have any big client meetings, no events scheduled, nothing in D.C. going on, this is as good a time as any. And they know I will answer the phone if they call.”

“And I’m not on the regular rotation in the reserves, so the phone shouldn’t ring for that either,” he replies.

“And if that phone does ring?” She asked, leaning into him.

“It is the job, Olivia,” he replied. “That is a call I have to take, if I don’t answer they would send someone to my door. They call, and I go get on a plane, but that is highly unlikely for a few weeks at least.”

Fuck that, she thought. Not in a few weeks, not in a few months, never again if she had her way.

They embraced and kissed, “so what do we do tomorrow?” She asked.

“Well you need to check on your dad, make sure he is ok, but I am sure he will be,” James answered. “Then we have some preparations to make.”

She looked at him with an odd stare, not getting it.

“I need to buy you a proper engagement ring, then we need to get some documents together and get a marriage license,” he replied. “Then make sure you have the dress you want to wear, you mentioned your mom’s dress, but you don’t have the build she did when your parents got married, and you are like six inches taller than your mom was. If you need a new one, you need to buy it and get them going on alterations.”

“I have a friend who can officiate the ceremony, but we need witnesses for it, and someone to decorate it if we want that…and in the end we have to go through a waiting period, I expect they require one in this state for the license.”

Olivia laughs, “all of that? Just to get hitched?”

“As a start, yes.” James replies. “They don’t make it easy.”

“Also after it is done I need to add you to my lease, to my health insurance, as the beneficiary on my life insurance and my military benefits…get you on my car insurance and get you a better fucking car…” he continued with a smile. “We need to add you to my bank accounts and credit cards, although that will all have to wait till we are married.”

“Then we need to see to your dad. I always respected Jack’s desire to never take help, but that time is over,” he continued sternly. “You are his daughter, and now you will be my wife, and it will allow me to help like I could not before.”

“You plan to help my dad?” She asked, her eyes getting brighter. “How?”

“I don’t know all of it, not yet,” James replied. “He is getting a live in nurse today, to make sure he gets the meds he needs when he needs them, and you and me are going to see his doctors. You know, second opinions and all, and to make sure Jack gets whatever help he needs. Money is not going to be what makes these choices, I know some medicine costs a lot, and your dad is getting what he needs.”

Olivia leaned into James in bed and gave him a powerful hug, one that surprised him. She tried to talk but couldn’t, tears filled her eyes.

“I am going to take care of you, but not just you, we won’t forget about your dad, not ever,” he continued. “We will make sure his doctors were right, and if they were, we will make sure he is comfortable and has plenty of happiness, for as long as it takes.”

Olivia beamed with a wide smile, very nearly overjoyed, then embraced and Olivia turned away and snuggled into him as she went to sleep, comfortable in his warm embrace.

When morning came she looked over and James was still out, and she marveled at how fit her soon to be husband was at his age.

She looked more closely at his scars, and saw those on his abdomen and chest were similar. A mixture of jagged and scarred, and straight and more cleanly healed. This was some damage and some surgery.

She then kissed him on the chest and then the lips, seeing him start to wake up.

Olivia then slid out of bed, still naked. She was a beautiful person to look at, with the pristine beauty only possible for those who are athletic, who live well, and who are 19 years old or so.

“Coffee? Tea? Breakfast?” She asked happily.

“Sure thing baby,” he replied getting out of bed. He put some boxer shorts on, but nothing else. Olivia remained fully naked, and striking in beauty. She walked to his patio door and opened the blinds fully, standing naked in the morning sun.

They were on the third floor, nobody was likely to see her, but James was impressed at her lack of inhibition. When you look that amazing why hide it? He thought for a moment where Jack’s apartment was, and it didn’t face their balcony.

He took in her beauty for a long moment, seeing her in the best light he had yet, with the sun being the best lighting there was.

Long toned and muscular legs, beautiful hips, wide enough to accent her narrow waist, but still maintaining a youthful and athletic look.

And she had a muscular ass that fit her build perfectly. If anything bigger than her frame would normally support, she obviously had no trouble putting on muscle or keeping it with that round muscular ass.

Olivia also had a visibly muscled back and shoulders, from being lean and from putting in the work. When she turned to him he saw that her abs were a bit better defined than he had thought. And he knew she was shaven down below, but now saw the full picture of her in good light.

It wasn’t just her face, which was a ten out of ten among models, her body was youthful and perfect. Olivia was indeed a staggering beauty, like no woman he had ever met. Even her breasts, a healthy B cup, but perfect for her frame, just flawless.

They had breakfast, with James making some eggs and toast, and she had tea while he had a cup of some potent coffee.

They then spent the rest of the day going through the list James had mentioned, and they got most of it done.

First James bought his soon to be wife an engagement ring, and a nice one. It was the style she wanted, but came with a matching white gold wedding band, and there were plenty of diamonds to go around.

They split up to do the dress shopping, where James took Olivia to the finest dressmaker in town, letting her pick what she wanted in privacy while he sorted out a new tuxedo. He owned one, regularly attending formal events. But it was a bit dated, for marriage he needed a new one.

They met back up and went to get the marriage license started, and like he thought there was a waiting period. Better to get that out of the way, time was short, perhaps very short. The lady at the county clerk’s office at first asked if the husband to be could come along, then when told James wasn’t her father but her fiancé, she gave them a sour look and went back to her work.

She knew that wouldn’t be the last time someone judged them for the age gap, but fuck what people thought. Olivia was at a point in her life where she just didn’t care what strangers thought.

They then brought lunch to her father Jack, his favorite from a nearby burger place, and had lunch with him while Jack’s new nurse settled in and made sure everything was in order.

The nurse was young and beautiful, something James had ensured by paying extra, something to put his friend Jack at ease. The nurse was maybe 25 years old, and was a lovely Latina woman, she looked like a stripper, but she wasn’t a prostitute, she wasn’t going to fuck Jack.

Well she probably wasn’t going to fuck him, she had been a stripper to pay for college, it wasn’t out of the realm of possibility. And she did look like a stripper, her tits we’re too big to hide and too big for her frame, probably implants.

But at very least she was going to at be easy on the eyes for Jack. She was curvecous, like Jack enjoyed these days, with big tits and a fat muscular ass, but without being fat herself. Looking at her, James figured she had visible abs, specifically choosing her in part for finding out she had worked the pole to pay for college.

It would help her in having a bedside manner that would make Jack more comfortable. So not a whore, but not a nun either. Maybe Jack would even get a handjob during his baths.

Olivia then showed her dad the engagement ring James had purchased for her, and it was beautiful. She looked quite happy, genuinely so.

They went over some specifics, Jack wanted the wedding to be as soon as possible, for the sake of his health, and they agreed to do it in her dad’s apartment to spare him some travel…unless James could find another suitable location close by on short notice.

“If it isn’t here, it will be a short drive Jack,” James said. “And it won’t be a lasting ceremony, I promise you that…”

She could already see her dad wasn’t as healthy as he had been mere days before. He had been having severe migraines and other symptoms, his appetite was far less as well, and he was walking stiffly.

The less he had to travel the better, as car rides were going to become more difficult for him as the days passed.

James was gentle, but he let his friend Jack know a few things were changing. He would be paying Jack’s rent and other expenses from now on, and it wasn’t a discussion. Jack needed to fight, and save his energy for that and the remaining days he had, not worrying about eviction and the fucking lights being turned off.

Jack told his daughter that since it was working out, he wanted her to move in with James today, to now live there as her home. He wanted this to be real, and she needed to go all in on it. To make it work she needed to give it all she had, and it was essentially his dying wish that it work out long term.

Jack would not be alone, as the live in nurse would be there most of the time, having signed on to stay most of the time 24/7 as it was end of life care.

He wanted his daughter to visit him and spend time with him, but she needed to get to know the man that would be her new husband as well. She had a new life in front of her, and he wanted that life to start today.

Little did Jack know how well Olivia and James had become acquainted the night before, fucking for much of the night.

But she wasn’t about to talk to her dad about the sex, but still, her getting closer still to James could not hurt them.

When they left lunch with Olivia‘s dad she drove her old car and followed James, straight to a Ford Dealer, where he bought his soon to be wife a new Mustang GT. She enjoyed sports cars, and her father had owned an old 1980’s Mustang, and his dad had owned an old 1960’s Mustang. It was a family tradition.

James had asked her what she wanted, and she did some searching on her phone and found a used baseline Mustang, but that wouldn’t do for his new wife. He suggested a BMW, but while she liked his, that wasn’t what she wanted to drive every day, it didn’t suit her.

Compared to the BMW James had suggested, you got a lot more car for the money with a Mustang. So he bought her what she wanted, nearly giving away her old and damaged car that wasn’t worth much.

James negotiated, and he drove a hard bargain, but in the end he called his bank and had them wire the money over, no payments involved. Olivia was a bit amazed by that, surprised that anyone just had that kind of money sitting around. And when James had told them it would be cash, the deal had come together quickly.

Olivia had learned how to drive a manual transmission when she was younger, thankfully, so that was what they bought. A proper sports car with a stick.

James had asked if she needed an automatic, and she had refused, “automatics on sports cars are for pussies…” she replied in a snarky tone. “I looked it up, yours doesn’t come with a stick, so you get a pass, but mine needs to be a manual.”

James laughed, and the salesman laughed, but nervously.

Olivia smiled at both of them, “I said what I said, men should be able to drive a stick…and sports cars should have a stick.”

Next up James gave his new fiancé a credit card, one with a very high limit, and a debit card as well. She was going to need more for the wedding and when she moved in, so he told her to buy whatever she needed.

Jewelry for the wedding, some matching luggage, getting her hair done or really anything she needed.

While Olivia went shopping, James took his friend Jack to see another doctor, the best oncologist in the metro area. It was a doctor who a friend of his from special forces had used to treat cancer.

They took all of the results of the scans and bloodwork taken before, and did some additional testing, just hoping against hope.

The additional scans were going to take time to come back and be analyzed, but not too long. Under the circumstances time was very important to them.

Afterward James took Jack out for a burger and a beer, to try and relax just a bit, James knew how important mental outlook was to fighting cancer, and his best friend was really going through it here.

“James, dude…you have it all wrong man,” Jack said in the strained voice that had become common for him. “I wasn’t ever worried about me, we aren’t guaranteed tomorrow, I’m not afraid of dying, I was afraid for Olivia. Now that I know she will be happy and taken care of, I am good. And it is a bonus just maybe your sour ass will smile a bit more often, and maybe you will learn there is more to life than work and lifting weights.”

“You never moved on from that cheating bitch of a wife,” Jack say gruffly. “It is long since time to get that done, Olivia is a good kid, and you are a better person than you think you are…”

James started to argue, but he knew better. Jack was spot on, he had never known how to switch off and have fun, not really at any point in his life to date. And he hadn’t ever gotten over his wife cheating on him in their bed, divorcing him while pregnant with another man’s child.

In high school James worked on the side to help at home, in college he had barely drank, and he had some girlfriends but nothing serious. In sixteen years of active duty in the military, much of it with the Green Berets going to hot spots around the world, James had rarely even used his shore leave.

He would do a risk analysis and decide the negative outweighed any fun he would have. So he stayed on base for the weekends, when they were in another country he also stayed on base, or he stayed on the ship, whatever it was that week.

James stayed in base housing, never using all of his housing allowance, and never spending much, leaving him with a large amount of money when he retired from service. Forget the military retirement and healthcare, James had invested and saved and had a couple million dollars in a retirement fund when he finally left the military. Now that fund was a little more than double what it had been.

He did drive a nice BMW, but it was brand new, and it was a lease. Jack had suggested he get the stick out of his ass and get a sports car, and the M5 was as close as he could bring himself to go for. And it was a lease that was on really favorable terms for him.

James had a flawless driving record and a near perfect credit score, and he added military discounts to that. He had lived his life in the military without thought of risk, and had lived his civilian life without allowing any risk at all.

In truth Jack was right about all of it, even about his ex-wife. Her memory had made him cynical of women, he hadn’t ever trusted again, and it had been a decade since they split up.

James covered up the pain and regret he still felt from his time at war by keeping busy, he had for a long time. His obsessive working and exercise schedule had cost him his marriage, and it meant the scars he had on the inside from his time in combat were never healed. They were never even acknowledged, and they had been joined by the betrayal from his wife.

James had his share of physical scars as well. He had been shot four times, stabbed a couple of times, hit with shrapnel a couple of times, and still carried some of it inside of him where it wasn’t safe to remove it. And in his last mission he had been badly injured, something he was still dealing with, he didn’t like to think about it or talk about it.

But the mental scars were maybe even tougher on him, those showed up when he tried to sleep, when he wasn’t busy and his mind could wander.

He thought about his men, his team, and the men who hadn’t made it back, and some of his men who made it back but still hadn’t really ever made it out. Suicide was far too common for former soldiers, and he hated it.

James had gone to a number of funerals and hated that they happened. He despised burying friends, men he had faced **** beside who deserved better than they got.

He also thought about the men he had killed in combat, some from afar, but a lot of them up close. Those were tougher, when he saw the life leave his enemies, dealing with that was hard on him. He remembered the sounds men made as they died, the last breath leaving, it haunted him as he moved to more civilian life.

For James, finding love was perhaps the least likely thing which could have happened.

He hadn’t been looking for love at all, and at his age the love he found was usually with older women who had their own baggage to carry. Neglected housewives, divorced women with anger issues, strippers hoping to find a sucker to get them out of the life, and many other people as flawed as he was.

But Olivia? He had never expected to know anyone like that again, he would never have believed it possible.

Then it dawned on James, he had been watching over Jack and his family for a long time, trying to put his thumb on the scale in their favor without them really knowing.

But when Jack found out he was dying, months after the love of his life, Olivia‘s mother had died in a car crash, Jack thought not just of his daughter, he had thought of James as well.

This drew a smile on James‘s face as he toasted with his friend Jack, a man facing multiple stage four cancers, an untreatable array of deadly tumors attacking his body. Jack was facing **** with dignity, and with courage.

James had seen a lot of war, and he knew courage when he saw it, and he was proud of his old friend. Courage wasn’t being unafraid, courage was being afraid and fighting anyway.

He took Jack back home, and the live in nurse, a real cutie, was displeased at how long they had been gone.

She complained about the kind of food Jack had been eating. And a beer? She really didn’t like that with the pain management Jack had going.

“Claudia, baby, I am dying here,” Jack said with a laugh. “How much trouble can I get in at this point?”

James laughed as he walked back to his apartment, carrying with him a large bag with some of Olivia‘s things. He went to making is apartment more of a home for her, also bringing suitcases with her clothing.

He made room, as he had some high quality and expensive bedroom furniture just for him, making the room wasn’t hard. He neatly put away what Jack had sent over.

Then before Olivia got home from her shopping trip Amazon showed up with some packages.

Jack had spilled the beans so to speak, the PlayStation 5 had been Olivia‘s. She was something of a video game nerd, and hadn’t wanted to tell her soon to be husband who was her father’s age about it on the first date.

So when she got home things were different.

Her favorite movies, most of them at least, were on a shelf on Blu-ray, and the PS5 was connected and updated, with what her dad said were her favorite games purchased online and ready to play.

James wasn’t a gamer, but that wasn’t the point. Marriage was supposed to be about compromise, and this time he wasn’t going to fuck that part up.

Hitting the gym? That was still gonna happen, just less often, and hopefully with Olivia in attendance with him.

Working? That was going to happen at least till he hit his 20 years with his employer and got his full pension. But more work from home, and fewer business trips, although the thought Olivia might enjoy the travel of going with him.

The reserves? He didn’t train the way normal soldiers did, he was still considered a member of the Green Berets, and a Major in rank. He directed training, he helped to plan operations, and when needed he still went on them himself.

Twice a year or so he would still go and do some work for his country in an unfriendly place, but now he wondered if it was time for that to stop. He was close enough to full retirement, it would be better for Olivia to not have to bury him. He considered how much damage it would do if she buried her mom, then her dad, then fell in love with James and had to bury him as well.

He now had something to lose, for the first time in a long time. He might need to finally leave the service for good. That thought was a first for him, as he had never seriously considered full retirement.

Food? He had filled his fridge, his freezer and his pantry with her favorite foods. He tried to eat healthy, something important at his age, but he would learn to enjoy what she loved, and they would work it out.

And gaming…video games. He hadn’t ever played a lot of video games, but if she wanted him to play with her, James would learn how. He was licensed and rated to fly a helicopter in the military in a pinch, he could manage a PS5 controller.

He was ready when she got home from shopping, having talked to her a few times, as she called in the excitement of the new relationship, and had texted more that that.

Olivia did stream of consciousness texting, just a lot of random things that happened to her, but she also sent some pictures, and that part was quite nice. Any chance to see her beauty was not a thing to miss. Her smile made the room brighter, she seemed to be a joyous creature.

When she got home, Olivia came bearing not just a few bags of shopping what he thought was a wedding dress, one James was forbidden to see till the wedding, but also gifts of her own.

“I brought dinner and dessert babe!” She said happily when she walked in, expertly managing quite a handful of different bags.

James came to help, and gave her a kiss on the lips, which became deeper as they held it. And he reached up and squeezed one of Olivia‘s breasts gently, drawing a moan from her. Finally she pulled back, catching her breath.

“Not just yet…” she said to herself, breathing out to calm herself, then looking at her soon to be husband, patting him on the chest. “I am going to fuck you soon enough, I promise…but first, dinner?”

It was on the early side, but she brought some tacos from a very trendy taco place nearby. She smiled and held the bag up to James, who smiled and took it from her.

“And dessert?” He answered, not seeing another bag. “I don’t always eat dessert, but I could be convinced.”

Olivia smiled at him, a beautiful and honest smile that shook him, “I bet I can convince you…but that’s later.”

She put what she had bought away, and then they had dinner on his patio, it wasn’t big but it was a nice cool night. They had the tacos she bought along with a bottle of wine he had purchased, Jack telling him that Olivia was partial to a nice red wine, and he was truly ready to let go of his own holdups.

It wasn’t a vice to have one glass of wine, and this wasn’t Camp Humphreys, fifty miles from Kaesong.

And he wasn’t going to see anyone nearly drink themselves to **** on weekend leave, and he didn’t have an early morning operation on the other side of a hostile border.

“So I don’t get to see the dress?” James asked with a smile. “I mean are you buying into that bad luck bullshit?”

His tone made it clear he wasn’t serious at all, which set Olivia at ease. “I have had enough bad luck to last two lifetimes, I’m going to try and have the best luck I can from here on out. So no, you don’t get to see it, you silly boy…”

“I just never got that, friends see it, family, everyone but the groom?” He replied in a coy tone.

She took a long drink of wine, then smiled, leaning across the little table, putting her face close to his. “Well none of them get to tear it off of me after the wedding and fuck me, do they?”

James nearly spit his wine when she said that.

“None of them get to pull the front down and suck on my tits, or see me kneel and pull the veil back to put their cock in my mouth,” she continued. “None of then get to bend me over and fuck me till the sun comes up the next day and fill me full of cum…you get all of it…”

James smiled at his outrageously beautiful fiancé, that was indeed an obvious perk.

“I don’t have it yet anyway, it is at the boutique,” she replied. “I will pick it up on the day of the wedding. What I have now is a part of the dress, not all of it.”

They then moved back inside when dinner was done, and Olivia only now saw the PS5, and the movies she loved on Blu-ray.

“Fuck…dad told you didn’t he…” She said with a laugh, but she was embarrassed. “I didn’t want you to think I was just a child…I’m sorry I lied about liking games.”

James pulled her in close, “I’m sure we will find a way for you to make it up to me.” He kissed her and hugged her tight, “but truly, I don’t give a flying fuck about that Olivia, not even a little.”

He moved behind her and kissed her on the neck, drawing an aroused sigh from her, “but joking aside, we are going to make this work, I’m sure of it,” he said. He still had his doubts that she would stay interested in him, he was a lot older than she was, but it was better for her for him to show nothing but confidence.

“And our best shot at that is to be blunt and honest with each other, like all the way Olivia,” he said while putting one hand on her stomach and the other drifted up and squeezed one of her lovely breasts. “Like whatever it is you like, whatever you are into we should talk it out. If you smoke weed tell me, I don’t have a hang up on that, I got some for your dad. If you hate it, well I need for you to tell me that as well.”

She wiggled away from him, steadying herself, this man aroused her more than Olivia had considered possible.

“That is fair, same goes for you, like sexual kinks, we need to sort that shit out, we don’t need surprises,” she said sternly. “Like any weird crap, I need to know about ahead of time…”

“You got it Olivia,” he replied. “Total honesty, outside of the surprises which will be involved of course.”

She gave him a stern look and raised an eyebrow, something she had learned from watching Dwayne Johnson back when he wrestled often on TV.

“Like I don’t get to see the dress, and you don’t get to know where the honeymoon is. Except that you will need your passport, and I can get that started tomorrow,” he said confidently. “I know people who handle that, I can get a turnaround like you would not believe.”

Olivia smiled, “I have one, from a high school trip to Italy years ago, it should still be valid,” she replied, and he smiled in response. “But enough of that, dessert is later, ready for some yoga?”

James grumbled, he was a lifter, not a yoga bro, but Olivia would have nothing of it. “Put on something comfortable to work out in, I will be changed in a moment.”

She then looked back and walked back to him, giving him another kiss, lingering with her lips next to his, “and boy…thank you for bringing my stuff over and putting it away for me, you are getting your dick sucked for that.”

She grins, “I mean, I was going to suck your dick anyway tonight, but you now get to decide how…and I am going to really suck it hard.”

He looked at her strangely, “how? I mean how many ways are there?” He replied.

“Well I could get on my knees right here, and I don’t mind, but we have done that,” she replied. “I can do it in public if you want, pick a public place and I will figure out how to get you off. Or you could film me, or maybe you grab my hair and fuck my mouth…or I can lay my head of the bed and let you try my throat. I have never done that, but I could try.”

He was stunned, and she laughed when she saw it, “anyway, like I said, you get to pick, whatever you want babe….and, I got some costumes if you like role play at all.”

He looked surprised again, just thrilled at how interesting this young beauty actually was, he had hit the fucking jackpot with having this chance with her.

“What did you get?” He asked, confidently.

Olivia smiled deviously, “well then, I did some shopping today, and Halloween is not far away, so I started thinking about what I wanted to wear for you. I have a schoolgirl outfit, complete with high white tights and a plaid skirt that is way too fucking short, and I could put my hair in pig tails, I would even call you daddy if you asked nicely. You might just need to punish me for being bad…wanna fuck me daddy?”

She said this in a falsely high voice, looking as cute as she could.

He smiled, but nodded no, he didn’t have a daddy fetish.

“I also have a maid’s outfit, and a very sexy one. Again, high skirt but even lower top, barely holds my tits in.” She then said in a sexy tone. “Complete with black high heels and black gloves. I might need to earn a raise with you…on my knees…”

James smiled again, fuck if she hadn’t made the most of having some money to spend, “sexy, but I’m not sure the right thing…”

“I mean your mom was black, you are a woman of color, I’m not going to be the old white guy who fucks a young black woman wearing a maid’s outfit…”

She smiled, glad that he cares, “well unless I want you to of course, a girl can have kinks right?”

“Anyway I have a baywatch swimsuit, a Catwoman getup,” she continued. “And I can get more when you get around to telling me what kinks you are into…”

“What will I wear?” James asked. “I haven’t bothered with Halloween in decades.

“We will figure it out, something that does with my costume for sure,” she replied happily. “So Batman if I am Catwoman, maybe a southern gentleman getup if I wear the maid’s costume…right master?”

She saw his discomfort and laughed, “just fucking with you James, we don’t have to get into any master / **** roleplay just yet…but seriously, get ready for some yoga.”

Again he grumbled, he didn’t do yoga, he was a tank in the gym, his flexibility had been gone for a while with injury and scar tissue.

“James, I’m not kidding, you need to get your stretch on, we are going to be fucking like crazy for a while, like for years,” she moved in close. “And baby I can put my feet behind my head…you don’t have to, but that is where I am, I mean…I can do more than that, I will show you in a bit.”

He still looked hesitant, but she wouldn’t take no for an answer.

“I just don’t want you pulling any muscles when you are just pounding the fuck out of me, ok?”

He smiled and nodded yes, and went to change into some workout attire. James came out in comfortable shorts and a tank top, and Olivia came out in some workout clothing from Body Brazil, a sheer top that lifted and pushed her breasts together for some cleavage, and a tight set of boy-short style workout bottoms so tight they would have looked terrible on a woman with a lesser body.

But on Olivia they of course looked magnificent. Yoga was normal yoga, from a video Olivia cast from here phone, where it was about the work and not sex.

It was something she took seriously, and James didn’t mess around, because he saw it was something that mattered.

They did their yoga workout, it took about forty minutes, and then when she was warmed up she showed off a bit, showing off a variety of difficult poses. For one of them She laid on her back and rotated her hips up, then grabbed her ass and pulled her upper body forward, her smiling face right against her own crotch. James‘s eyes went wide.

She could eat her own pussy, Jesus. Olivia smiled at him, “I’m not into it,” she said, extending her tongue and briefly running it along her own crotch. “But if I was, let’s say there would be value in being this flexible.”

He smiled, Jesus Christ that was sexy.

When she was done, instead of showering Olivia suggested the apartment complex’s pool. Coming out of the bathroom in a stylish robe.

James laughed, “the apartment pool? The hot tub uses the same water, and kids pee in that water all day long,” he said with a chuckle. “If you want to get in a hot tub I can find one to use, but not the public one here.”

Olivia agreed and James made a quick phone call, and a minute later she heard him walk in the room while getting off the phone, “thanks Bob, I owe you one man.”

“Good news, one of my former commanding officers has a house not far from here with a decent hot tub, and he is out of town with his family,” James said happily. “I have the code to get in, so we can head over that way if you are ok with it…”

Olivia seemed disappointed, but she smiled and agreed, being just fine with it when he told her it was not even ten minutes away. “Let’s take you car, shall we?” James asked, not having sat in it at all. He had bought her Mustang GT without so much as driving it himself.

A couple of minutes later they were driving away, with James at the wheel, enjoying a spirited drive to his old commanding officer’s house. It didn’t have quite the power his M5 had, but it was a load of fun to drive and had a brilliant sound to it.

When they got to the house, there was a gate that James opened with a code, and he drove up a long driveway to what could be described as a mansion. It was a very large house, with beautiful exterior lighting and decor.

“Damn Olivia,” she said as she saw it. “Your friend has a nice pad…I mean this is a big fucking place. Here I just wanted to spend some time in a hot tub…maybe knock a hot tub fuck on public off the bucket list…”

“Bob got out of the service and got into investment banking, and it treated him very well,” James said. “Very normal guy though, down to earth, I help him with his security…at his houses and at his firm, this is just one of many he owns…”

“If you want to get in a hot tub we can use Bob’s, nobody is home, they are in France at present,” James replied.

He parked and they walked to the side of the house to another gate with a keypad, and he opened that as well, opening the gate to show a magnificent back yard.

Olivia was stunned, this was something out of a movie, she had no idea what a place like this cost, but it had to be in the millions or tens of millions.

The pool was huge and clean, having beautiful lighting, and the hot tub was massive and built to cascade into the swimming pool. It was amazing.

Olivia walked up to the hot tub with Olivia leaning into him, and he opened an app on his phone and turned off the cameras looking over the hot tub.

She looked at his phone, “Bob won’t mind the blind spot?” Olivia asked happily.

“No, he won’t,” James replied. “I check the system when the motion sensors catch something, and we don’t have an agreement from you to be recorded then do we?”

She smiled, “baby if you want to record yourself fucking me, all you need to do is ask, ok?” She said in a coy tone, “I’m serious, I’ll suck your cock on video if you want me to. I will smile as I swallow your cum, and you can put it on til tok.

He smiled, that was sexy, but it wasn’t his thing.

Finally Olivia dropped her robe, and showed James her swimsuit, an elegant one piece made out of a silvery material. It had numerous cut outs, and showed plenty of skin, and did a nice job of presenting her body. It was very flattering on an almost unbelievably beautiful young woman.

“You were asking about dessert,” she said in a sexy tone. “Well may I present…myself. I am your dessert James. Like I said, you get your dick sucked however you want, but for dessert tonight you also get the rest of me, wrapped around you in any way you desire.”

“And I am going to suck your dick longer and harder than you have ever had it baby…” she continued. “I mean I’m gonna blow you for as long as we are together, but tonight you get whatever you want.”

Olivia smiled widely, and kissed his soon to be wife. It was going to be a good night.