The good news was that it would provide nine days of relaxation for me.
I did have one chore to do, and that was to find a place to live during the coming summer and for at least a year after that.
David and Julie were frantically trying to finish their graduate degree requirements, move things home, find a place to live and plan their wedding.
And, Sarah, unfortunately, had to spend a good amount of her vacation time in upstate New York finding a place to live near to her new job.
Sarah and I spent the Friday night before the start of our break having dinner at a new restaurant, then watching a movie on the TV.
When the movie was over, we shut the lights off and stood kissing in the dark.
Sarah was the first to notice that there were now some lights on in various houses around the neighborhood. Spring was on its way and some people were beginning to return to their summer homes.
“Do you want to make out on the couch for a while, or do you want to get right to the sex?” Sarah asked as we stood at the window looking at which houses had lights on.
A red flag went up in my head. Guys know that there is no right answer to that question. Correct?
It was an either/or question. Picking one or the other would be a mistake, regardless of which activity was picked.
“Is there a reason why we can’t do both?” I asked, following up her question with one of my own.
“You’re good!” she said, as she led me by the hand to the couch.
A half hour of kissing, tongue lashing and groping of various body parts led us to an hour talk about our relationship and what each of us was thinking.
I confessed to having developed some strong feeling about Sarah. But also admitted that I wasn’t sure what I was feeling.
I had never had such regular sex or such a variety of sex with one woman, and I wasn’t sure how that related to my feelings.
Had I really developed personal feelings for Sarah or was the great sex just making it seem that way? I would not want her to date someone else or to have sex with another guy. Was that because I really liked her or just wanted the sex for myself?
Sarah, for her part, reminded me of our first walk on the beach and our commitment to each other that ours would be a “body-buddy” relationship.
Despite our agreement to just a physical relationship, Sarah also acknowledged that she had developed feelings for me. But she was as confused as I was.
She indicated, for example, that she would be very jealous should I have any sex with Maggie, or any other woman, while she was away looking for a new place to live in New York. On the other hand, if Sarah was present when I had sex with Maggie, it wouldn’t bother her; she liked watching another woman suck on my cock or get fucked by me.
She didn’t want to have sex with anyone else. But, was that because she was getting all she wanted with me?
We agreed that the feelings we had for each other were real, those feelings made the sex intimate and meaningful, we were very comfortable being with each other, and that we only wanted to be with each other and not with anyone else.
But, we also acknowledged that I still had at least two years of graduate school to go and that she was in a position to begin her new job with some of the world’s best clothing designers and could not pass up that opportunity.
We were going to go our separate ways and that would be best for both of us. We would also see if our separation affected our feelings for each other.
Even though it was now early morning, we went to Sarah’s bed and had a long session of playing, toying, licking, sucking and fucking, and playing a game in which each of us would give our best efforts to pleasure the other without allowing the other to cum.
Sarah was good at making up sex games.
Each of us had fifteen or twenty minutes to do whatever we wanted to get the other to cum.
I, of course, came first.
Biologically, being a male, I probably didn’t have much of a chance at winning.
There’s only so much teasing a guy can take before he lose control and shoots long strands of cum into the air.
Really, though, there are no losers in sex games.
Once I had recovered from my orgasm, I got to play with Sarah’s beautiful body, bringing her to the edge a few times with my fingers and tongue before she had an intense, body twisting orgasm.
After we both had cum once, the game turned from teasing and playing to who could make the other cum the most.
How to get Sarah to cum very much depended on her mood.
Everything, no matter her mood, started with nipple play.
I’ve heard it over and over from a variety of women, and there is even a “Forum” thread on Lush: there is a direct line of some type from a woman’s nipples to her pussy.
Play with a woman’s nipples and she instantly becoming very wet.
Sometimes, Sarah just wanted to play, wanting soft kisses, breast squeezing, nipple play, pussy licking, and clit flicking, followed by a slow fucking, usually done doggie. It might take longer, but her pleasure would slowly grow and she would usually end with a long moan of release and an intense orgasm.
The faster way to get Sarah to cum, however, was with rough sex.
She was not always in the mood for it, but when she was Sarah wanted to be restrained; teased; have her nipples twisted, pulled and pinched; be finger fucked hard and fast; her ass played with; her clit fingered, squeezed and sucked; and, her pussy or ass fucked as hard and as fast as I was able.
As to who could get the other to cum more times, I won.
Again, biologically, I probably wasn’t going to lose this one.
Sarah would usually be able to make me cum two to three times, each time in a little different way, but with the same intense result. That was about my limit.
Although a fourth orgasm wasn’t out of the question, there just wasn’t a whole lot of cum to go along with it.
Sarah, on the other hand could cum multiple times. On many an occasion she would have one orgasm right after another if I did not stop what I was doing to her.
This night, she came four times, soaking the sheets with pussy juice. The fourth one may not have been mind-blowing, and may have taken a long time to achieve, but it was good and just as enjoyable to watch as the first.
Both of us satisfied and exhausted, we slept until late morning on Saturday.
After showering and dressing, I took Sarah out for lunch, after which she left for home.
On Sunday, Sarah, along with mother and sister, drove to upstate New York to search for an apartment for Sarah. She would not return until Thursday night.
Based on the day and night sex we had during our December break, our threesome with Maggie, and a blow job from Trish, I had been trying to think of things Sarah and I could do in bed with what was left of our spring break.
Maybe there was something new? Maybe something we had done before that we both liked? Maybe even another round of “Sarah’s Game”?
For the most part, during the next few days I was alone in the house. Dave and his father came back on Tuesday to move more “stuff’ home, stayed overnight, and left early Wednesday morning.
I got my one chore out of the way quickly.
There was a new section being built to an already existing apartment complex right on the edge of the campus.
The new section included a center entrance (mailboxes, etc.), two corridors on each side of the entrance, and one, two and three bedroom apartments on both sides of each corridor.
I had been interested in a one-bedroom apartment. However, by the time I contacted the rental office, all of the one-bedroom units were under lease and there was only one two bedroom unit left. I signed the lease right away.
Sarah arrived back late on Thursday night. I helped her unload three bags of food her mother had packed for her, while Sarah carried other bags to her room.
Even though it was late, Sarah was eager to tell me about her trip and her new apartment.
She took a shower and came into the living room wearing her bathrobe and smelling of that lilac soap and shampoo she likes.
With the help of her new employer, she was able to find a one-bedroom condominium for rent, with inside parking, near to the place where she would be working.