Wednesday, October 16, 2013

Tap, Tap Superhero .... Episode Nine

Tony was enthralled the day was nearly over.  That meeting and paperwork routine was grueling even though it was only one day of the month.  Sitting at his desk, he was able to lock his neck, keep his sunglasses on,
turn down his heightened senses and grab a quick ten minute nap.  No one would be the wiser.  He quickly day dreamed of round two with Evelyn tonight.  With that thought on the tip of his brain, his manhood started to take notice.  Tony couldn't get up right away and head home with that piece of pipe protruding from his crotch.

The sky was gray and the neighborhood around the precinct.  Tony had to catch his breath upon leaving the air conditioned office and hitting the extremely humid outdoors.  It was as if someone poured a warm gatorade sideline canister of water over his body. Deciding earlier not to call Todd for a ride and walk the mile or so to Evelyn's apartment afforded Tony a chance to clear his head from the previous office stress.

What was left of the sun shone on his stubble laced face.  With every step he could tell  the heat's intensity grow less.  He tapped, tapped tapped along the sidewalk to about the half-way point to his destination.  Tony found his built in sonar was more efficient during the night when things were cooler.  Folding up his cane, he continued to Evelyn's place.  Negotiating the numerous sounds of the city was a lesson he worked on quite often.  For example... instead of just hearing the door slam, he differentiated the type of wood the door was made of, what kind of lock and key mechanism was attached to it and even to the point if there was tile, wood or carpet under the door before the time of impact.  He was getting very good at it.

Evelyn's building was next to City Park which afforded it shade in much earlier than the actual setting of the sun.  Up the front stoop stairs he went, eagerly awaiting his prize in apartment 102. Through the hot and dusty hall he meandered to the back apartment.  Keying in he was greeted by the aroma of bacon, eggs and toast.  He could eat breakfast any time of day.  Giving Evelyn a big hug, the scent of her lubrication began  to permeate  her terri cloth robe

'Screw eating.' he surmised.  Time was of the essence and he was fucking horny as hell.  'Time for a quicky,' he thought.  With one smooth move, he spun Evelyn around, raised her robe, bent her over the kitchen counter, dropped his pants and underwear, unleashed his dick and proceeded to slip into her wetness.  She was more than ready for the battle of skin to skin.  The bacon was starting to get past the crispy stage.  They both were oblivious to the smoke building in the kitchen.  The more Tony repeatedly slammed into her, the more Evelyn reciprocated backing into him.  The room was smoky and the scream of the smoke detector drowned out the grunts and moans of the participants.  Evelyn had already come a few times by the time Tony's butt started to tense and shake uncontrollably. Both done, they did not hold that position too long.  With no 'sex towel', love juices spilled out of her as she stood up.  Focused on the burning bacon, she quickly turned off the heat the moved the bacon off the burner grill.
 Tony opened all the windows in the kitchen and a few in the living room.  No problem, Tony liked his bacon rather crispy.

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