Spring Fever

Synopsis:   Bunny, reluctantly hosts an Easter party, not knowing that another friend from her past shows up and bumps into her picking up an Easter egg.    Love ensues.   

Chapter 1--The Epitome of Easter

Bunny was typically a joyous individual, an easy-going, happy-go-lucky sort.    However, she didn’t really care for Easter, because she felt like she was supposed to be the ambassador for the holiday.    After all, she had been a spring baby and her parents loved everything to do with the renewal of the earth and the coming of a new season.   She had been just one reminder of that.   She wanted to be pleasant but seeing children running around reminded her of what she couldn’t have due to focusing so much on her career and the fact that she was quite choosy when it came to men.    She didn’t have time to waste on players and men only interested in one-night-stands.    

Reluctantly, Bunny went work, donning the costume everyone had come to know her for.   Admittedly, she did feel a bit sexy in it and people always complimented on how adorable and sweet she looked.   This was her only reason for wearing said ridiculous garb, except that the children around her smiled at every turn and that gave her a little ray of sunshine on an otherwise drab, dreary and downright melancholy day.   

Chapter 2--Rod the Bod

While helping the younger children hunt for Easter eggs, she accidentally knocked into Rodney Blair.   She had gone to prom with him because no one else would attend with her.    Rod and she had been friends for the longest time but work had kept them separate.   She had lost contact with him since high school.    Seeing that he had only improved with time made her start to have lustful thoughts about him.   She could see why Rod had been called ‘The Bod’.   He was in perfect shape and there was a secret, darker side of her that wanted to pin him down and take him to pound town.  

‘I’ll be a monkey’s uncle !   Bunny Feltwick !’, Rodney said, his smile causing a twinge in her heart.   She had never felt her knees go weak before but with that velvety voice, she felt like swooning right then and there.   She managed to keep her cool, though.  

‘How have things been ?  It’s been a dog’s age since I have seen you.   You’ve only become more handsome !’, Bunny said, immediately brightening.   Her Easter seemed far less dire now that his hot physique was so close to hers.   She could smell English Leather coming from him and it was nearly driving her nuts.   

‘You’re even prettier than I remember.’, Rod complemented, looking her over.   Bunny felt her cheeks florese from the praise.   She quickly scoped his left finger to see if there was a wedding band adorning it.   She let out a hefty and happy sigh of relief seeing it was unoccupied.    

She unabashedly and brazenly took his hand.   

‘Let’s go somewhere and catch up !’, she said, impulsively.  She didn’t know if it was her libido doing the talking or if it was the scent of freshly mown grass that had made her feel so randy but she knew if she didn’t take the bull by the horns she was going to regret it for the rest of her life.   

Chapter 3--Making Up For Lost Time

‘What’s the rush, sugar tush ?’, Rod teased.   

‘I didn’t want this opportunity to slip by.’, she said, feeling a little pushy and perhaps slightly needy.   She didn’t want him to think wrongly of her.    Bunny was by no means a hoe, but she had needs like any other healthy woman her age.    Rod looked her over again and smiled.

‘You have really grown up.   So many people back at school always thought you were an ugly duckling.   You look more like a swan now.’, he said, unexpectedly running his fingers through her hair.    She leaned her head into his hand and sighed happily.  

‘I forgot how much I enjoy being touched.’, she confessed.  

‘You know, it’s a funny thing.   I always had a crush on you back in school but I was afraid to tell you.   I was scared that you’d run away, thinking that such a thing would destroy our friendship.’, he said, rueing what could have been in the past.   

‘Why don’t we make up for lost time then ?  I always liked you, but similarly, I was paralyzed you would dash and I’d never see you again.’, Bunny said.    Her eyes started to fill with small tears but Rod brushed them away.  

‘No time like the present.’, he said, hugging her close, not wanting to let her go.   Slowly, he kissed her forehead and her cheek and started to kiss her neck, very sensuously.   

‘It may be too soon or quick to say this but I have always loved you.’, he said, poetically.

‘I know.’, Bunny said, moaning sweetly.   Her skilled hands unbuttoned his bolero jacket and undershirt, undid his tie and threw it on the floor with a flourish.    She had no idea that he looked this smoking underneath all those clothes.   She nibbled at him, kissing him from his navel to his lips.   

‘I want you so bad…’, she moaned, continuing to undress him.   Rod wasn’t complaining.  In fact ‘little Rod’, what he called his manhood, was starting to awaken from his slumber.   His rod though, despite called ‘little’ affectionately, was something to boast over.    

Chapter 4--Just Like Rabbits

He took off her shirt and began cupping her breasts in his hands, surprised at just how stunning she was even with clothes off.    He removed her bra and began to nuzzle her nipples gently.   She felt herself grow more and more desirous.   She could sense her womanhood growing wetter with every touch she received.   He took her panties off and kissed her softly from the tip of her head down to her begging rose.   She moaned as he licked her and sucked her until she climaxed.    She gasped, gaining back her strength.   

‘I’m pleased I can satisfy you.’, he said, beginning to pull his thick dick out.   Holding her close he inserted himself into her and lightly bit her ear.   She yelped and laughed.  

‘Ooh, not so rough.’, she begged.   

‘Then how about this ?’, he crooned, sucking her ear as if it were a sweet.   She clutched him with all her might and began compensating, the bed rising and falling as they copulated.   

‘Oh, Rod…’, she nearly swooned, climaxing right along with him.

Rod didn’t mind being dominated by her.   In fact, seeing this stronger side of her made it possible for him to recover stamina and penetrate her even when lying down.    She rode him with gusto and reverse cowgirled him until he playfully stuck his face straight into her pussy.  

‘I won’t let you get away with taking me so easily, girly.’, he joshed.   She felt her face make contact with his massive penis and couldn’t help but kiss it, sucking it and licking it.   She didn’t know what she was doing but she remembered what she saw in that accidental viewing of porn and followed every movement the woman had made in that video.    

After a while, Rod finally climaxed.    The sticky liquid fixated on Bunny’s fingers, chin and left breast.    She turned around and Rod sucked them all clean, licking her face capriciously.   He took a deep breath and collapsed next to her in the bed.   

‘Talk about making up for lost time.’, he laughed.

‘I’ll say.   That was explosive.   You were sensational.’, Bunny said cuddling close to Rod in her own queen sized bed.    Rod laughed.  

‘You were sizzling yourself.  My GOD woman !’, he said, still brimming with endorphins.   It wasn’t long after they had laughed and chatted for a while that they found themselves in all sorts of positions, calling each other’s names and collapsing together once more.  

‘We have to meet each other more often.’, Rod said, laughing.   He was exhausted though.   All he wanted to do was sleep, and Bunny too, could see that the hour was getting late.   She found it comforting to lie next to Rod, whose arms were strong and tender around her frame.  

‘Let’s never be seperated ever again.’, Rod said, kissing her forehead.   A sabotaging thought came from her mind.  What if his vow was too good to be true ?   She shook off that notion and enjoyed the sweet fragrance of his colongue in her nostrils as they drifted to sleep.   

Chapter 5--Sticking Around

After their congress, Rod had created the most delectable crepes for them.   Oozing with strawberries and cream, he topped them off with blueberries just for an extra bit of sweetness.  Not only was the presentation flawless but the taste was exceptional.   

‘Where did you learn to make crepes, love ?’, she asked.    Rod had taught himself.  

‘I never really made them for more than one person.   Easier than I thought !   I actually have leftovers.’, he said, teasing her with a nudge to her side.    WIth a mouth covered in whipped cream, she drew him close and kissed him.    He melted into her smooch and sighed happily.   

‘I am never going to get tired of that.’, he said.   Even though they lived in different houses, after a while, Bunny found herself living in Rod’s place, which was actually closer to her workplace.   She rented out her house to her friend who was down on her luck.   Before long, her buddy Beverly was back on her feet and she could start celebrating.   She and Bunny had a bachelorette party knowing it would be the last time she could fantasize about other men.   Bunny didn’t care though.   Rod was the only bod for her and his bod drove her wild.  None other would do, and none other compared.   

Epilogue

Every morning was met with Rod hugging and kissing her goodbye before they went to work.   When she returned, she was greeted with a smooch and his embrace.   He’d always welcome her into his arms even if he had experienced a bad day.   Even though bad days were rare, a cuddle with Bunny would boost his spirits immediately.    Their sex drive was worse than rabbits in heat but they were cautious.   Their love only continued to grow hotter over time and never waned even with age.   Both the lovers remained beautiful in each other’s eyes and the copulation only improved.    They were the truest example of what it means to find your other half even when you think you’re better off independent.    Though Bunny still was very much glad to be able to take care of herself it was always reassuring to have a solid, soft place to fall whenever she felt a bit sad.   Just like with the rare blue days Rod would have, they would fade away no sooner as that salty stubble struck her cheek with a rhapsodic kiss.   That was the cure to all ailments and she drunk of it deeply, never intoxicated but never tiring of its beauty.  

The End