deliveryman.
'Thanks,' replied Patty, taking the flowers and closing the door.
'How about my tip?' called the man from the hall.
'Go screw yourself,' Patty laughed. Opening the box, they found a dozen long-stemmed roses. The card simply read, 'Till after the holidays.'
'What the hell is this all about?' asked Patty with a puzzled frown.
'It's from a guy I had lunch with yesterday,' Libby giggled with embarrassment.
'You mean there are still jerks that send hearts and flowers?' Patty asked.
'He's no jerk,' smiled Libby. 'He's really very nice.'
'You're not serious about him, are you?' Patty inquired with a puzzled look on her face.
'Shit no,' was the quick reply.
CHAPTER TWELVE
When Christmas Eve finally arrived, little Libby was as excited as if she expected Santa Claus. It was the first real Christmas Eve she had ever experienced. The young girl expressed her delight by taking on all three of the guys and giving them each a Christmas Fuck.
It was a Christmas Eve that Libby would always remember.
The following Sunday, Libby slept rather late, as her act the night before at The Pink Stud had been a wild one. Stan had been in excellent form, and his big cock had brought Libby up to three mind-blowing orgasms in the one performance.
Since she was alone in the apartment, Libby decided to walk down to a little cafe on the corner for breakfast. Just as she stepped out onto the sidewalk, she saw Mike's Jaguar pull up to the curb.
'Hi,' he called to the girl.
'Hello,' she smiled, realizing tat she was a little happy to see him.
'Where are you going?' he asked.
'Just down to the coffee shop for breakfast.'
'This must be my lucky day,' he smiled warmly. 'I haven't eaten yet, so let's drive over to Sausalito for brunch.'
'I'd love to,' Libby replied. She couldn't quite understand why she felt so glad to see him again.
They had a pleasant relaxing lunch, then decided to drive up the coast to Stinson Beach. It was a cold, cloudy day, and the ocean was a dark gray, punctuated with foamy white caps. Parking, they sat in the car watching the angry surf pounding against the deserted beach, then decided to go for a walk.
When they had wandered along the shore for about thirty minutes, it began to sprinkle. Turning, they started back up the beach toward the parked car. Without further warning the vicious dark skies opened up with a drenching cloudburst. Running as fast as they could, the driving winds seemed to lash the cold rain into their soaked bodies.
They were drenched and shivering with cold when they finally reached the shelter of his car. Her wet, fresh smelling hair hung limply down over her shoulders. The wet material of her blouse clung against her tits, deliciously revealing her big hard nipples.
Leaning over, Mike gently kissed her half-opened, child-soft lips. Libby enthusiastically returned the gentle, warm kiss. She enjoyed the feel of his hard, yet tender mouth.
Turning on the car, he headed back down the highway, both of them shivering in their cold wet clothes, and finally suggested they stop by his apartment for dry clothes.
Libby was impressed with the beautiful high-rise apartment as they rounded a corner, and turned into the underground garage beneath the building. She was even more impressed with his luxurious apartment and the breathtaking view of the bay and the San Francisco skyline.
'There should be plenty of clothes in the closet in that bedroom,' he said, indicating a door. 'My sister often stays here when I'm out of town.'
'Thank you,' she smiled.
'There's a bathroom to the left of the closet,' he continued. 'I'm sure you'll want a warm shower.'
When she had gone, he went to his own room and quickly showered and changed into dry clothes. He was waiting for her in the living room when she came out. She looked beautiful in a short, simple sleeveless dress.
'You look lovely,' he smiled appreciatively.
Libby walked over and sat next to him on the wide sofa.
'Gosh, that's a beautiful view,' she sighed, looking out through the window.
'So are you,' he smiled down at her.
Instinctively Libby turned her soft parted lips up to his. A warm glow surged through her body when her probing little tongue made gentle contact with his.
Drawing her face back and looking up at him, she softly whispered, 'You kiss neat.'
Smiling, he drew her soft pliant lips against his eager mouth again. Slowly their tongues entwined.
The feel of her warm little tongue swirling sensuously around in his mouth was driving Mike wild with excitement. He drew her soft, resilient little body tightly against his. He could feel his hard cock throbbing in the confines of his clothes. With her body being held so close to him, she, too, could feel it pressing against her. Instinctively she reached down and lightly touched the hard bulge in his pants.
It was like an electric shock to Mike when he felt her delicate fingers lightly caressing his straining cock through his clothes.
Their mouths locked in a deep, delicious kiss, she continued to gently stroke his excited prick.
'Your little friend down there acts like he wants to come out,' she whispered as she lightly flicked her tongue against his ear lobe.
'He sure does,' gasped the excited man.
Deftly opening his zipper, she slipped her little hand in and gently withdrew his hot fleshy pole.
'Oh, God,' he moaned at the touch of her warm gentle fingers on his excited bare cock.
Libby's gentle squirming had pulled up her short dress, revealing a big slab of soft naked thigh.
A searing flame rushed through his excited body when he placed his trembling hand on her warm, naked flesh. The feel of her softly yielding thigh made his cock throb wildly in the girl's hand.
Gently she squeezed and massaged his big rubbery knob in her fingers. The feel of the big hard bulb sent delicious tingles rushing through Libby's hot little fuck-hole.
Slowly caressing the soft yielding flesh of her naked inner thigh, Mike's hand was slowly creeping up toward the hot muskiness of her steaming little cunt.
Their mouths slightly locked in a deep, tongue-entwined kiss, their hands continued to gently explore each other's sensitive naked flesh.
'Oh, God,' Libby whispered with delight when his probing finger finally made light contact with her eager little slit.
The feel of her hot, wet cunt flesh sent a shudder through Mike's big frame.
Feeling his finger slowly slipping through her juicy cuntlips, Libby began stroking her hand up and down the entire length of his stiff prick.
'Honey,' she whispered. 'Why don't you take off your dumb clothes?'
When he stood up to disrobe, Libby quickly slipped out of her dress and lay back against the cushions to watch him. Warm sensations raced through her cunt when he dropped his shorts, revealing himself completely. Libby always enjoyed the sight of an erect cock, but there was something erotically delicious about the sight of Mike's smooth, hard dick trusting up from his crinkly, hairy balls, swinging gently between his muscular legs. She loved the jaunty angle of his big prickshaft pointing proudly up in front of him.
Looking at the lovely naked girl on the sofa sent the blood pumping even faster into his swollen tool. He stared at her luscious, wet pussy, deliciously exposed between her open thighs.
When he walked back to the sofa, Libby reached out and gently grasped his throbbing cock. As he stood
