"You
finished
your drink." she said
I got up and headed past her
toward the kitchen. She got up and was
headed the same way. We collided in the narrow space between her chair and the doorway. It was an accident, but it seemed like it was an accident, or so it seemed but it threw us together, literally.
I was about to apologize and move on when I looked at her face. She was looking straight at me, no awkward smile of apology, no embarrassment, just those big eyes, heavy lidded, sultry and peering out from under that fringe of hers.
I moved to kiss her. She saw it coming and closed her eyes, presented her lips. I stopped just short of them, so close she could feel my breath. I said
"We have some unfinished business."
"Oh?" she murmured, slowly squaring up to me, pressing
herself a little closer.
She was wearing a dark satin blouse with a high collar. I opened the top button. She watched me do it. I opened the next. She looked slowly up at my face. The next. And the next.
When her shirt was fully opened I pulled it out of her jeans and opened her bra so those enormous jugs of hers could come spilling out. She said nothing. I gathered them up and kissed each one. Then I licked them, then I sucked them briefly.
"I've waited five years to do that."
"Just that?"
She was trying to play it cool but there was slightes choke in her voice and I knew she was finding it almost as hard to breathe as I was.
I stepped back and pushed the low chairs we'd been sitting in as far apart as I could. I took the huge cushions they used off them and threw them on the floor in front of the fireplace.
I reached out a hand and she came to me. Kissing her, I tugged open the waistband of her jeans and yanked down the zip. She didn't resist. I took her hands and helped her lower herself to the cushions now around our feet. When she was down I took her legs in the air and pulled her jeans off by the legs. She kept her satin panties on. I liked that.
I studied her as I got undressed. She spread herself on the cushions, never taking her eyes off me, her shirt and bra wide open, those french knicker panties, that fringe across her face -- and those amazing tits of hers.
I got down to my boxers and knelt between her thighs. I stooped and kissed her. She couldn't conceal her own arousal any more, had to break away from our kiss just to breathe, her nipples stood like little pink soldiers at attention.
Her breasts seemed even bigger and more shapely than I remembered. I stared at them and she watched me. I ravaged them with my mouth and dipped my pelvis to let her pussy feel the bulge in my boxers. I felt her back arch as she pushed it up to greet me.
Jen had powerful thighs. She was a horserider and when she got my hips between them she showed me how tight they could grip. I pulled myself forward and forced them apart with my own. She knew it was coming and I knew she could hardly wait. I held her hands wide above her head. I bit her neck and stroked her a few times with my hump. She began to writhe and let little gasps out.
I sat up and got her legs in the air. She gathered her knees into her chest as she slipped her panties off. I didn't let her put them back down, but buried my face in her already soaking sex, holding her curled up with her knees somewhere around her ears. I licked the length of her slit slowly back and forth, then let my tongue dive inside, probing for her clit. By the time I found it she was already well on the way, heaving, gasping, thrashing underneath me. As she came I took my cock out of my pants and buried it inside her and she squealed the unbearable pleasure of it.....
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