Daisy collapsed onto my chest with a mighty exhale that emptied her lungs of air. She had almost fainted when her head fell into position on my shoulder. I held her gingerly as my deflated cock slipped from her tight vault.
We stayed there for almost an hour in post coital bliss until Daisy began to stir. “Promise me,” she whispered, “that you’ll force me to do that every single day.”
“Force you? I thought you initiated everything. All I did was lie here and let you take advantage of me.”
“How about next time you take advantage of me?” I smiled and nodded then I suggested that we shower and go out for dinner. “Can we do it together? Is it big enough?”
I laughed. “Yeah, it’s big enough. There are a dozen shower heads in there. It’s a gang shower for this entire floor. I doubt we’ll be interrupted at this hour. I think we can borrow Rob’s robe. You two know each other.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah, he’s Prof. Newton’s graduate assistant. He’s the reason why I learned of your plot.”
“You mean…you knew…you knew from the very beginning.”
“Yes, guilty as charged; I went along for several reasons. First, I wanted to see where you would go with our ‘relationship,’ and—second, I enjoyed the attention. I share a lot with Rob and when I told him that I had met you in the library he made a sour face. After dinner he accessed the class records and learned that you had quite a decent grade. He has Prof. Newton’s access code because he enters class data all the time. That happened the same day you introduced yourself to me. The next day he overheard all of your plans in the hallway after class.”
“I feel like such a fool.”
“Better you than me; at least I didn’t have a hidden agenda, but now that’s all behind us. Everything is out in the open unless you want to change your mind about my offer.”
A sly smile appeared on Daisy’s face. “Not a chance. Now that I have you I’m holding on for dear life.”
“Okay, let’s get showered up and I’ll take you out for dinner. I won’t see you for a few days. I have to fly to D.C. on business. I have a few meetings with the Patent Office about my firewall and I suspect that there will be a few other bureaus involved. I already have the university as a client. I’d love to have a few more before I graduate.”
“Could I come with you?”
“No, you only have three weeks until graduation, meaning you have finals in another ten days. Stay here and study. Make me proud of you.” I grabbed my robe and had it around my body before walking Daisy into Rob’s room. I knew he always kept his robe on a hook behind his door. A few seconds later I had tied it around Daisy’s body then pulled a couple of towels from my closet. Hand in hand we walked across the hall to the gang shower.
As expected the room was empty and remained that way until we had washed and dried each other. Rob was there when we returned. “Hope you don’t mind, but we needed another robe.”
“Hey…mi casa es su casa.” Daisy returned to my room and I returned Rob’s robe to his hook. He spoke again when we returned fully dressed. “I guess this means she accepted your terms.”
“Yes, I did, Rob and I wish I had friends like you. John told me everything you did to help him. It may sound funny, but I’m glad you did.” She walked up to Rob and kissed his cheek then took my hand as I led her out to my car. Finding a good restaurant in the Boston area is easy. I drove to the harbor where I’d found an outstanding seafood restaurant a few years ago.
We had a wonderful meal with great service. I’ve always enjoyed lobster. It was expensive, but this was a celebration—a revival of our love for each other. I drove her back to her sorority after dinner where we kissed in the car for almost half an hour before I let her go. She stopped to blow a kiss to me at the door.
I was up early the following morning dressed in my best suit for my trip to Dulles just outside our nation’s capital. I had been emailed directions from the airport, but I still got lost, arriving only a few minutes before my important meeting. The time spent in the air had enabled me to think in detail about my relationship with Daisy. I knew that I was in love with her, but could I trust her after all she had done to trick me? I thought then about Ronald Reagan—trust but verify. That would be my motto from now on.
I met with representatives of the U.S. Patent Office in a large conference room where I dealt with one of their directors although there were at least twenty other men and women present. My presentation was on my laptop with a projector that displayed the information onto a large screen. After I answered the director’s questions I turned to the others in the room, asking them, “Anything you want to know?”
I learned then who the top dog was when everyone paused to look in his direction. He looked at me and laughed. “Good thing we don’t handle top secret information.”
Now it was my turn to laugh. “I thought you did. Well…maybe not information that would impact national security, but I know that I appreciated your security when I was going for my patent.” We spoke for almost twenty minutes before he introduced himself as Secretary of the Treasury. I was in, leaving two days later with four huge contracts. I knew that Dad, especially, would be thrilled. There’d be no need for his retirement money after all.
I saw Daisy briefly when I returned to school. Finals would begin in another five days and this time was always hectic. Besides attending classes and doing the required work everyone was studying like crazy. I was relieved that this year I had no such worries although I did help to tutor a number of undergrad computer sci. students.
There was a week between the end of exams and graduation weekend. That week was spent with a number of activities for seniors and reunions for graduates. I wasn’t permitted to participate in either so I spent most of my time relaxing and packing up my stuff. My parents phoned every day because they were doing some research for me—looking into apartments where Daisy and I would live. Both were amazed when I told them I’d move out within a week because my girlfriend and I would be living together. I also took another trip to Washington where I spent four days installing my firewall on the Patent Office servers.
Returning just in time for my graduation, I was relaxing with Daisy in my dorm when my parents knocked on the door. I introduced Daisy after hugs and kisses and I could see the amazement in their eyes. Dad and I left Daisy and Mom in the room while we carried all of my stuff out to their SUV. “Wow, John—Daisy really is a stunner. How’d you manage that?”
I had always been honest with my parents so I told him our story right up to the present day. He agreed that I was right to be cautious with her, but also said that he hoped it would work out for both of us. All told we needed four trips to get everything into the vehicle then we started with Daisy’s stuff. All of her winter clothes were loaded aboard. The rest would have to go with me in the Civic.
My ceremony was scheduled with the other graduate students on Sunday morning at 10:00. I wore a traditional PhD. gown with three black velvet stripes on the sleeves and a six-sided tam rather than the traditional mortarboard. Mom, Dad, and Daisy, along with my Aunt May and Uncle David—my godparents even though I rarely attended Catholic Mass—were my guests. They were my closest relatives. I could see the pride in their faces once we met after the ceremony had ended.
Mom, Dad, and I attended the undergrad ceremony at 1:00 that afternoon. There were a lot of undergrads—several thousand—so the ceremony was long—long and boring, but I suspected that all such ceremonies were no better. We celebrated with Daisy once it had ended. I was surprised that I didn’t see her parents. “My mother is still pissed at me and I’m even more pissed at her. I told her off after we returned from their house and you broke up with me. I don’t mind at all that she didn’t come. She almost ruined my life so the hell with her. I’d rather have you any day.” Then she reached up to me and our lips met for the most incredible kiss. It would have gone on for an hour if I had my way, but after ten minutes my folks started clearing their throats—a sure signal that we should stop. Daisy was giggling when we turned red-faced toward my parents.
We hugged and kissed them goodbye so they could drive home. It would be four-plus hours to Long Island even though they were taking the Bridgeport-Port Jefferson ferry. Daisy and I had a reservation for the ferry tomorrow morning. We walked into my dorm where I hugged Rob, knowing that we’d stay in touch. We’d lived together for four years. I had no brothers or sisters so Rob was my closest “almost family member” other than Daisy and that was still up in the air.
We spent almost two hours cleaning out her room at the sorority. We were delayed several times so Daisy could hug and kiss her friends so it was fairly late by the time we left. I drove for an hour then we stopped for burgers and fries at a Five Guys on the way, stopping an hour later just outside Bridgeport, Connecticut.
We showered together; space was tight in the tub, but that just enabled me to rub against Daisy’s succulent body more often. We dried each other using all of the motel’s thin towels, draping them over the shower rod in case we needed them tomorrow morning.
We did! Daisy and I made the sweetest love, first in missionary then switching to cowgirl and finally finishing as I stood behind her with my finger up her tight pucker while I pounded her hot pussy until she came for the second time. Her bodily convulsions triggered my wild orgasm–my thrusts so powerful that they pushed her forward onto the bed with me lying squarely on her back. She turned her head and laughed then I leaned forward and we kissed. Our tongues danced back and forth for several minutes before she broke it. I slid off to her side and pulled the blanket up and over our bodies. We were asleep in minutes.
I had always enjoyed taking the ferry across Long Island Sound. It was a relaxing 90 minutes during which we could sit and rest in the sun or have a hot coffee in the lounge. More importantly, it eliminated the need to drive through New York City where either heavy traffic or an accident could tie up traffic for hours.
Parent Post: DRIVING MISS DAISY – by senorlongo
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