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Spiral Breeze's Valentine's Day Pokémon Special	By : SpiralBreeze Category: Pokemon > General Views: 2564 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Spiral Breeze's Valentine’s Day Pokémon Special

By Spiral Breeze

The First: Tea and Cookies

Ding Dong! A very giddy Mr. Mime skipped quickly over to the door to answer it. Opening said door, he nodded his head happily asking the gentleman on the Ketchum's doorstep to come inside.

“Thank you Mimey, I see you're looking well today, and my, those eyes of yours are definitely bright.” He patted the psychic Pokémon on the head with a smile. “Those vitamins I gave Delia for you are working perfectly.”

“Mime!” Mimey agreed and closed the door behind them before too much of the cold winter air came inside. Taking Professor Oak's coat, he ushered the researcher to sit on the couch, where piping hot tea and warm cookies were already set on the coffee table.

“Looks scrumptious.” Samuel rubbed his hands together getting ready to dig in.

“Uh ah uh!” Mrs. Ketchum walked into the living room smacking his hand away as he reached for a chocolate chip cookie. “They're still quite hot. Let them cool.”

“Ok…” Whined a very disgruntled Oak.

“Now then Samuel, I'll be just a minute. I need to change.”

“Oh, there's no need for that. You look fine.”

With a tilt of her head she smiled and quickly walked up the stairs to her bedroom.

“Hmm… why don't women ever listen when we say they look fine?” Samuel asked to no one in particular as he sat back into the couch.

Mr. Mime looked at him curiously then shrugged his shoulders as if to say “who knows?”. Then the Pokémon continued to hypnotically crochet a massive doily, eyeing the coffee table every now and again to size it up… and to make sure Professor Oak didn't take a cookie.

“Mimey!” Mrs. Ketchum's voice was heard from up stairs. “Why don't you take that list and go to the market now? The money is under the picture of us on the mantle, and there is some extra for anything you might like for yourself.”

“Mime! Mime!” The psychic quickly stowed away his doily, thread and crochet hook and pocketed the list and money for the market in his apron. More than anything else, Mr. Mime absolutely loved going to the market for Delia, once he had even gotten into a fight with Brock over who would get to do the shopping. With a hop and a skip to the coat rack, Mimey grabbed his little Mareep wool coat, hastily put it on, picked up his whicker basket, and with a snap of his fingers, teleported to the market place.

“Ah… finally for some alone time.” Professor Oak nearly jumped out of his seat when he felt the warm breath on the back of his neck and the whisper in his ear.

“Oh, Delia, you scared me half to death! I'm old, it's not good to give an old man heart attacks!”

“Well, at least you'll die happy.”

Delia came around to sit on the couch and Professor Oak nearly fainted. The thirty-five year old woman was wearing a red lacy corset which accentuated every curve of her body, a matching lacy thong which revealed her supple ass cheeks, red fishnet stockings on those beautiful smooth legs of hers, and to finish the striking ensemble off, a pair of red marabou platform shoes.

“Delia… whatever…”

“Shh.” She placed a finger on his lips. “Happy Valentine’s Day Sammy.”

“Oh… my…” He moaned when the woman went to work kissing his neck and taking off his clothing.

“You know, I've been dying to find out what's under that white lab coat of yours Professor.” She removed his button up shirt, then his undershirt. “And so far, I'm loving what I'm seeing.”

Professor Oak was speechless; whoever thought this woman could be so incredibly feisty.

“Please Delia, can we take this to the bedroom…”

“I thought you'd never ask.”

She stood up and reached for his hand, smiling when she noticed the bulge in his khakis. Delia went up before him, making sure to swish those luscious hips of hers in front of his face, she knew they old man was drooling behind her. Finally they reached the bedroom and Delia shut the door behind them. She playfully pushed Professor Oak to sit down on her bed and slowly stripped for him, fondling her breasts when she at last removed the corset.

“Delia…” Samuel sighed. “You're beautiful.”

Mrs. Ketchum smiled and quickly removed the Pokémon researchers pants and boxers in one swift movement.

“You're not too bad looking yourself Professor.” She giggled, then frantically kissed him, running her hands all over his naked body, marveling at how toned his muscles were. Hmm, must be all the field work. She thought.

Gently pushing him to lay down, straddling his thighs, making sure that his erection just barely touched her mound and tummy.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” He asked seriously. “I'm an old man Delia… I no longer have the stamina… and to tell you the truth, I've been out of practice for a number of years… this is the hardest I ever remember being.”

“I'm sure… I love you Samuel, nothing will ever change that, I don't care about your age. Love is love… and right now I want to make love to you.”

With that said she took his manhood in her hand and guided it into her warm opening. They both moaned and quickly set a slow rhythm between them, as they explored each other's bodies for the first, but definitely not last time. They continued to kiss amid sighs. Mrs. Ketchum kept her hands tangled in his hair, messaging his scalp, breathing heavily as Professor Oak caressed her pert little nipples with his thumbs.

“Oh God… Delia!” The elderly gentleman climaxed with a shutter, throwing his head back into the pillows.

The woman smiled lovingly down at him, the handsome and intelligent man that he was. He opened his eyes and smiled up at his angel, his next-door neighbor, who had just rocked his world. She kissed him softly on the lips, taking his face in her hands, smoothing his hair back.

“That was incredible Samuel.”

“Did… did you… uh, well…?” He couldn't exactly bring himself to say it.

“Climax? No… I'm not one of those woman who can from regular sex…” She smiled trying to hint at what she wanted next. “It takes a bit more than that…”

He nodded with a smirk and happily changed positions. More than ecstatic to please the woman who had just made love to him. They spent the rest of the afternoon in each other's arms, celebrating their most memorable Valentine’s Day ever, completely forgetting about the now cold tea and cookies downstairs.

The End Of Part One
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