She was eagerly waiting the arrival of her date. They had only gone out once before, but he had awoken a long since been forgotten desire inside of her. She smiled more in the last 3 days, than she had in the last 3 years of her loveless marriage. And definatly way more than she had in the last year, going through her nasty,bitter divorce to a raging narcissistic pain in the ass.
Her son accepted an invitation to spend the weekend at a friends house. She had spent all day cleaning every inch of her tiny trailer. Then she showered shaving everything from her neck down. Wrapped in a towel she went through every piece of clothing she owns twice. She preened and primed and sprayed and powdered.
Even though he wasn't expected to arrive for another 15 minutes she paced the hallway and looked out every window, wishing, and praying time would speed up and HE would be there. She was checking her make up in the bathroom mirror one more time, when she heard the roar of his cars engine pull into her gravel driveway. Her heart jumped into her throat and her palms started sweating. Her hands started shaking, she was in near tears when she opened her front door.
He was standing at her front door with his hand up about to knock, when she opened the door. The site of her took his breath away. He grabbed her in his long,strong arms. He loved the way she felt in his arms, the way her body felt pressed up against his. He was intoxicated by the way the scent of her perfume mixed with the aroma of the wild flowers that were growing in her front yard.
Not a word had been spoken, nor needed to be. They could feel the want, the hunger, the need in each others touch. Still clutching him, she looks up into his steel blue eyes and just smiles. He kisses the tears running down her cheek before covering her mouth with his. The intensity of his kiss made her mind go blank, and all she knew was his touch, his smell, and his taste.
She knew they had reservations across town, but at that moment she didn't care. She didn't want to leave her house, or his arms. So she broke the kiss, looked up at him biting her lip. He grinned his devilish grin, like he could read her mind. She stepped back into her house, holding her hand out to him. That's when he noticed what she was wearing, and his knees went weak. She was wearing the shortest dress she has owned since she was in her early 20s. It was red lace, the bodice was tight and low cut, with her massive cleavage popping out. The skirt was loose and flew up when the wind blew, she was wearing a matching red lace thong.
His mind started spinning. He followed her inside, and shut her door. Then he reached grabbed her again, started kissing her neck, and he reached up under her skirt. He moved the thin string to the side and slid his finger inside her already wet hole. They both moaned at the same time. She started rubbing the outside of his jeans to find he was already hard. She fumbled with his belt, button, and zipper for a minute. But the second his jeans hit the floor, he had her pinned against the wall. He needed to be inside of her right then. She slid out of her thong, he lifted her up and entered her.
Nothing had felt that good to her in years. She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. To keep from crying out she started kissing his neck and ear. He thrust deep into her and for the first time since he arrived she spoke. She moaned his name. Her sweet southern accent drove him wild, and he started kissing her as hard as he was thrusting into her. She whispered in his ear, take me to the bedroom. Her feet dropped to the floor, and he followed her to her bedroom. She barely laid on the bed, when he was on his knees with his head between her thighs.
Her ex husband had never done that. The sensation of him licking then sucking on her hard little clit was more than she could handle and she had her first orgasm in a long time. He urgently licked her juices, couldn't believe how good she tasted. He was hooked. He had to be with her and often and for as long as possible. He inserted a finger, then two into her as he kept licking, and she came again even harder. He couldn't believe he had this effect on her. He was torn between tasting her deliciousness or feeling her tight wetness wrap around him again. He decided to try a third finger, and her juices squirted him in the face. With a vengeance he buried his face in her wetness. She tasted so good.
She couldn't believe what he was doing to her. With every orgasm, she moaned and groaned louder. Tears were flowing, she was grabbing at his hair. She needed a break, but didn't want him to stop. He could feel her trembling, and came up for air. She was glowing, smiling, shaking, but she was crying again. This chick sure is confusing. She grabbed him by his shirt and started kissing him. Hmmm is that what I taste like she thought to herself. He decided he would ask her later why the tears, obviously she wasn't upset about anything.
They laid there kissing and touching and stripping the rest of their clothes off. When she shimmied out of the dress, he noticed the matching red lace bra. She was trying to hide her body, suddenly very self conscious. He thought she was stunning. And cupped her breasts. Carefully he unhooked her bra, and started to suck on her nipples. He felt her body arch in response, then he felt her nails on his back. Oh my God he thought to himself. This amazing woman is going to make me cm, just from her reaction to my touch.
He couldn't take it anymore, he had to be back inside of her. Baby, roll over for me he managed to moan. She gave him a knowing grin and rolled over, bending her knees so her ass was in the air. He slid his hardness into her. She was still wet, and very tight. He grabbed her hips and just started pounding into her. She couldn't contain herself anymore, and started screaming in pure extacy. She was gripping her pillows tight, then he grabbed her hair with one hand and slapped her ass with another and she instantly had her most intense orgasm, he felt her muscles tighten then release and he joined her and they came together.
With him still inside her, her knees gave and her body went limp on the bed, he laid on top of her kissing her neck and shoulders. He rolled off, completely spent. She cuddled up next to him, he wrapped his arm around her and held her tight, she fell asleep playing with his chest hair. He just watched her sleep, completely amazed by this woman. They had only met a few days before, but it was like they have been together forever. About 10 minutes later she opened her eyes, and noticed he was staring at her. Not even realizing she had fallen asleep, she asked what was he staring at. He laughed and told her she sleeps like an angel. As soon as he said it he knew it was too much, but he couldn't take it back. She only giggled and slapped his chest lightly.
They are both in love, but neither one of them is ready to admit it. One thing they both knew is that they had to do that again, and soon.
