Of course, I had forgotten to tell Hazel my important news. Well, it would have to wait a few days. The weekend was coming up and I needed to spend some quality time with just Hazel with no distractions, no matter how gorgeous Inge was!

On Fridaly afternoon, I called Hazel at work to arrange our weekend together and she said that she couldn’t wait to see me. That was an encouraging sign for me as it had only been Wednesdays when we had last spent the night together. She had only been on her own for one night!

As soon as the clock hit finishing time, I was out of the door. I stopped off at the local sports centre for my regular shower, got to my condemned bedsit and got changed into my weekend clothes. A holdall of clean clothes was already packed so I was in and out within ten minutes and off down the road to the tube station, heading for a weekend of undoubtedly total pleasure with my beautiful girlfriend. Well, one of them, at least!

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Hazel was outside as I arrived at her flat.

“I’ve been sitting at the window, waiting for you to come around the corner!” she said, excitedly. “I know it has only been one night but I missed you. I just wanted to hug you tight again.”

Wow! She WAS keen.

“We’ve got all weekend, my gorgeous girl,” I replied and I hugged her tightly and kissed her hard! “So, what are doing then?”

“Come upstairs and I’ll show you!” Oh my, she was already getting me horny! I hadn’t noticed at first but Hazel had come down to the street wearing a raincoat although it was a fine and dry day …

We got to her flat and I sat down. Hazel stood before me and took off her raincoat to reveal her sexy underwear, a silk bra, a couple of sizes too small for her glorious tits, and with peepholes for her nipples! She wore matching panties, high-waisted and crotchless! Wow! She looked stunning, even more sexy than if she had been totally naked under the coat.

“What do you think?” I had no answer, other than the big grin on my face. She smiled as well as she realised her outfit was a success. And so, the evening was spent in her flat with me just sitting on the sofa marvelling at my sexy girlfriend moving around and teasing me, as she made coffee and bent over to get biscuits from a cupboard. Because her bra was too small, it moved as she stretched, revealing some very sexy and teasing views of her tits from underneath and from the side. She had to keep adjusting the cups because, as the bra moved, the peepholes were not displaying her nipples.

Finally, after coffee and biscuits, she sat beside me and we kissed deeply. I reached for her crotch and tried to suck her nipples but she shook her finger to admonish me.

“Ah, ah, ah, ah … not yet, horny boy!” and she got up from the sofa and brought in a chair from the kitchen. She sat on the chair and had a dildo in her hand.

“Bloody hell, Haze, you fucking tease!” It was starting to get warm in the flat, and my mouth was feeling dry. “What are you doing to me?”

“Just watch.” She fondled the full length of the dildo and brought it to her mouth. She licked it up and down and sucked the end before she took it deep into her mouth, working it back and forth producing enough saliva to make squelching noises. I was getting hotter and my clothes had to come off. My cock was hard and upright, twitching like it always did. Hazel’s next move was to rub the dildo around her nipples, and pushing it in through the peepholes as if to fuck her tits.

My hands were roaming all around my cock and balls, quite gently as I didn’t want to come too soon. Hazel moved the dildo back to her mouth to cover it with more saliva and then, down over her stomach. It tensed as she did so, as the next destination was to be her pussy, the crotchless panties framing her pubic hair and her pussy lips.

And that’s when the mood changed. Up to that point, Hazel had been shooting cheeky glances in my direction, moaning and whispering things like: “Is that nice?” “Does it look good?” “Is it sexy?” But once she teased her pussy with the dildo, she really got into it; she was in full masturbation mode!

She rammed the dildo in and out of her wet pussy and the cheeky moans became louder and more throaty. In the warmth of the flat, she was beginning to sweat, droplets falling down her face and breasts, but she wasn’t distracted, she just kept ramming that thing in and out. She seemed to be lost in her solo passion, ignoring the fact that I was actually in the room.

I just sat there, mesmerised at my girlfriend fucking herself crazy! It was more than I could stand and, my own fondling became more frantic. I stood up to stand in front of her and wanked myself as she was reaching her screaming orgasm. I stroked myself harder and faster, she came and slumped in the chair with a silly grin on her face. I wasn’t long before I spattered my spunk over her tits and, lifting my cock, over her grinning face. When my first jet hit her face, it was almost as if she woke up from her reverie.

“Oh, Vee, oh, oh, oh! Ooh, baby!” she rambled on. She took my cock in her hand and tapped it all over her face before taking it into her mouth to suck what was left of my hot spunk. I stepped back to sit on the sofa, Hazel still slumped on the chair where she had put on that incredible show. There seemed to be an aura of satisfaction around us, just sitting, not wanting to move from our seats, just smiling at each other.

“I suppose we need to get cleaned up,” I said, and I got up. I reached out to take Hazel’s hands and lift her from the chair. Her lovely, long legs were still unsteady as she ros,e but I pulled her close to me and we spent a few moments just holding each other.

“You are brilliant,” I whispered into her hair, savouring the smell of her shampoo. And, of course, the room smelled of sex!

We stepped into the bathroom to shower together, soaping each other in a gentle, loving way. My hands were sliding all over her back as the water cascaded over our bodies, her hands doing the same to me. We pulled apart to rinse off and took big, fluffy towels to pat each other dry. Despite having come only a few minutes ago, I was starting to get a hard-on.

“Vee, you naughty boy! You are the worst! Hahahaha!”

“Can’t help it! It’s you, you know that, so don’t blame me!”

In the bedroom, we got into bed and held each other close before drifting off to sleep…

And I still hadn’t told her my important news.

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At the breakfast table in the morning, I thought it was about time that I told Hazel my important news.

“Hazel, my darling,” I began (part of my tactics to soften her up and prepare her for what could be a shock!), “I’ve got some bad news about my bedsit.” Although she was clearing the breakfast things away, she looked like she was paying attention. OK, deep breath, here we go! “Building inspectors have been to the shop downstairs from where I live to conduct their five-yearly inspection. Well, they told my landlord that the shop was OK, like structural and stuff like that, but the rooms upstairs needed a big improvement, not just decorating but rebuilding.”

“Er, OK?” was Hazel’s uncertain response.

“So,” I continued, “my landlord told me that I have to move out. Trouble is that I don’t know what to do or where to go. I don’t qualify for a council flat, so I might have to go back home to my parents.”