The MakeUp Artist Internship

Johnny: Three Decades Is A Long Time

     It was cool and overcast I Indiana, so I bought a jacket along.  I touched down at the airport and there she was wearing her Dillard's uniform. She looked so good.   Her short hair looked really good.   I wasn't that picky.  "Sorry, I came straight from work," she said.  I looked at her.  Just looked at her.  Yes, she was heavier but she was beautiful.  We embraced and it felt so good,   She looked up at me and said, "Sauvage is your signature scent."  She smells good.   I ask her what it was and she said, "some sample vial of something."   I just looked at those blue eyes that looked at me almost thirty years ago.  I stroked her cheek and kissed her gently at first but it was passionate within minutes.   "God, I've missed you,". I tell her.  "Let' get to the house,".

      They lived in a small to medium sized city.   She kind of gave me the scenic route.   "My daughter lives there.  I mean our daughter.   Lives in the attic," she said,   It's an old, gorgeous house.   "When she was a baby I lived in smaller houses along the same streets.  I moved around a lot," she said wistfully.   "I had our clothes, my makeup, her toys, and a pack n play."  If I had found out she was pregnant, I would have flown to Indiana to get her, take her home with me and we would have had that baby.  We passed the law office where she worked.  "Crazy girl walks to work," she said.   "Not crazy, but unique," I told her.  She smiled.  Then we head to the nursing home where Norma lived,  we popped in to say 'Hello' and Norma smiled and said, "You found him!  Now, never let him go!"  Nearing 100, she was pretty sharp.   She also told us that she and Blanche had a falling out regarding our "sex". Blanche never married and I think it bothered her that Amy and I were having sex in the house more than once.  We did it everywhere.   A few swanky hotels, my place,  where she was staying, the Viper Room, my car, on set, and one time in a park at night.   We don't stay long and we drive up to her house.   She lives in an older neighborhood.   At one time doctors, lawyers, and the elite lived her.  There will still a few who were residents there, but mostly middle to upper middle class lived there.   Her house was gorgeous.  

It was a white brick, white trim house.   She parks her car and we walk in the front door.   In the foyer are two beautiful pictures of her babies.   Jade had big, brown eyes.   Hannah had her blue eyes.   There was a credenza and some wallpaper from another era.  I liked this house.  I liked the smooth marble like floor.   She takes my coat and puts in suitcases in a room full of perfume, wigs, journals, and cosmetics.   She unpacks my skin care in this wild bathroom.   It had a single French door and blue and red wallpaper.   "Barbara Sturm.  She's good.  I use her things," she said.   She showed me her bedroom.   An Art Deco dresser and chest of drawers with tasteful trinkets on them greeted me.   She takes off her uniform, puts on a tee shirt and leggings.   She puts her uniform away.   She has a master bath and it is beautiful. 

"You've done well for yourself," I said.
"It's not your place, but I worked hard for it."
"It shows."
"You hungry?"
"Starved."

She made some sandwiches and she poured some wine.   She walked me out to a GORGEOUS patio.   "My neighbor made this full time," she said.   She made some good sandwiches, but I want more.   It has been too long.   She takes the tray and comes back and sits next to me.  I lean in and kiss her.  She still kisses well.   I grab her face and begin REALLY kissing her.   She takes off my button down shirt and I take off her tee shirt.   There she was in a bra.  It was beige, padded, with a cute bow in the center.  I toyed with it for a bit then took it off.   She quickly covered them up.  I whispered, "Babe, we're both older now.   You are 51 and I am nearing 60.  Please?"   She uncovered them and I took them in my hand, kissing them, and licking each nipple.  She took off my necklaces one by one and then my tee shirt.  I played with the waistband to her leggings and then pulled them down.  She had these brown, red, and navy floral panties on.   I took them off and she was naked in front of me.   She had a bit of a tummy and she looked ashamed of that so I quickly kissed down her belly and then put her on the bed.  I spread her legs and pushed back her pubic hair.  It was short, I began to lick her clit gently and she said, "Oh, Johnny."  I licked her up and down and pretty soon she began to quiver and shake.   She sat me on the bed and took my cock in her mouth.   She was still just as good as she was in 1993.   I got on top of her, watching her every move, playing with her large breasts as she ran her nails across my lower back.   Then I pulled her on me and it was just like old days.   I came pretty quickly as did she and then she let out a "OH MY GOD!"  There she was.  Jade.  She got off of me and water gushed out of her and went down her legs.   There I am naked and in shock.   Amy throws a blanket from a chair on me and hurriedly gets dressed.  

We were going to surprise her the next day, but Amy called and got her in with our group.   I was really impressed with her and her manners.   I can't believe she smokes cigars and drinks whiskey with one of her male friends.   I am really digging her mom.   I was going to go out with Jade, but I was tired, it was a Saturday night, and my being found out at a dive Irish bar was too much.  So, I went home with Amy and made up for lost time.  She was like I remembered except her pussy was different tasting in a good way.   She was like a fine wine that got better with time.  This time, I was not leaving.