The sun was just rising over the lake as she stepped through the sliding door and onto the deck. She had come here to escape life for a little while; the demands of work, and painful reminders of a relationship that had ended a few months ago that still haunted her. After running into her ex in a restaurant last week, she had decided to make an escape for a while. She had thought she was doing all right on her own, but after seeing him with a pretty blonde on his arm, she felt like she was back at square one.

She knew she needed to get away and clear her head and that's when she called the management company of a resort she had been to a few times and asked if there was a condo available to rent for the week. They had several available. During the fall, there wasn't as much demand as there was in the summer and so she booked one right away and made the four hour drive to the lake with the intention of giving herself some space from reality.

She relaxed on the deck, sipping a cup of hot coffee and marveling at the beauty and peace of this place. There was a light mist floating on the surface of the water and a family of ducks were paddling in the water below the deck, hoping she might toss them some bread crumbs. It was the kind of place where, when the weather was warm, people vacationed, men came for fishing trips, and families came to enjoy the tourist town. But this time of year, visitors were scarce and the atmosphere was exactly what she had been hoping for. Solitude. Quiet. Time to think and get herself back together again.


She heard the rumbling of a motor and soon he was docking his boat in the slip and walking up the dock to the deck of the condo next door which adjoined hers.


"Beautiful morning," he greeted her.


"Sure is," she agreed.


He had arrived the same day as she had; he enjoying a solitary fishing trip, it appeared. They had chatted politely over the past few days and she appreciated the fact that condo next door wasn't occupied by a noisy family or a boisterous group of fishing buddies. He didn't infringe on the privacy she seemed to need and so usually, he just said hello and went about his business.


As he walked up and down the dock, she watched him as he gathered his fishing equipment from the boat. He was a good looking man; tall with a nice build, dark hair and a hint of stubble on his face. His facial features were rugged and he had a disarming smile. She twirled her finger through a lock of her wavy, auburn hair absently, forgetting that she was staring. He noticed and the moment seemed to spark something in him.


"Got plans for the day," he asked?


"I'm not sure," she replied. "I was thinking about walking around town and checking out the shops or maybe taking a ride on the ferry to see one of the islands, but I haven't decided yet."


"Well...," he responded, "I was wondering if you might want to come out on the boat with me this afternoon. I could show you the lake and we could tour some of the islands. Of course, it's just a thought. If you don't want to, it's no problem."


She was taken by surprise, but after a few days on her own with no one to talk to, the idea of having some company appealed to her. They agreed to meet at his boat later in the day.


She spent the morning tidying up the condo and then took a long, hot shower. The hot water relaxed her as it cascaded down her long body and she found herself thinking of him and what their day together might be like. She took her time in the shower, slowly massaging the soap against her creamy skin. As she allowed her mind to wander, remembering his face and the deep tone of his voice she began to imagine what it would be like to kiss him. She was mildly surprised. She had had no intentions of thinking of someone else in this way just yet, but it was just a dream right? What was the harm? She allowed the fantasy to weave itself in her imagination and soon her fingers slipped between her legs. She teased herself, closing her eyes and pretending it was his fingers stroking her pussy and massaging her clit. She continued stroking and massaging, all the while picturing him standing behind her in the shower. She braced herself with one hand against the tiles of the shower and soon she felt herself overtaken with pleasure.


She smiled afterwards, a little embarassed but pleased with herself. She wondered what he would think if he knew she had been fantasizing about him this way.


Realizing she needed to keep moving if she was going to be ready in time. She shampooed and conditioned her hair, then grabbed her razor and made sure her legs were smoothe. As an afterthought, she decided to shave her bikini area. She was feeling good and told herself she deserved to look good, even if no one would see her. Afterwards, she toweled off and rubbed lotion all over her arms, legs and everwhere in between. She had another fleeting thought of him as she caressed her breasts with the lotion, but pushed the thought away. "Enough already," she told herself!


Since the air tended to be cold this time of year, especially when you're out on the water, she dressed in a comfortable pair of jeans and slipped a long sleeved t-shirt over a tank top. The sun was out and she slipped on a pair of flip-flops, showing off her polished toenails. She grabbed a windbreaker to take along in case she needed something more.


She grabbed a small cooler and tossed in some sodas, some sliced cheese and a box of crackers. She wasn't sure how long they'd be out and she thought the least she could do was bring something to contribute. She glanced out the sliding door and saw that he was putting some things in the boat: life jackets, some towels and a pair of binoculars. She grabbed her cooler and slid the door open, strolling over to his deck and then making her way down the dock. When he heard her approaching, he turned and smiled.


"All set," he asked?


"I think so. I packed some snacks to bring along, just in case," she replied.


"Perfect. I have a few things too so I think we're good to go." He smiled and took her hand and helped her into the boat. It was a nice sized cabin cruiser, big enough to carry quite a few people. Once inside, she noticed the cutty down below and wondered if he ever spent the night in there while out on the water.


He motioned to the chair next to the driver's seat and then he took the wheel, easing the big craft out of the bay and out onto the open water where the boat suddenly picked up speed. She realized she was smiling as the boat cut through the waves and the wind whipped through her hair.


The afternoon was spectacular. There wasn't a cloud in the sky and the sun sparkled brilliantly on the surface of the water. He showed her the islands, pointing out lighthouses and explaining their history. He slowed the motor so that they could cruise slowly at times enjoying the breathtaking scenery. Soon they were conversing and laughing like they had known each other for months instead of days and she realized she was truly enjoying herself.


"I want you to see this island," he told her as they drew nearer a long, sandy beach. "People camp here and there are hiking trails. It's really stunning."


He pulled the boat up to the public dock, expertly and she handed him ropes as he secured the boat to the dock.


"Why don't we take the coolers and we can take a break up on the beach and have something to eat," she suggested.


"Great idea. I'm hungry." He smiled at her and once again, took her hand, this time to help her out of the boat. He continued holding her hand as they walked up the long dock to get to the beach. She felt like she was walking on air and squeezed his hand lightly.


Once on the beach, he spread out a big beach towel and they settled themselves on it. The sun beat down on the sand and they felt it's warmth radiating through the towel. She pulled off her t-shirt, stripping down to the tank top and relished the heat of the sun on her skin. He leaned back, propping himself up on one elbow and gazed in approval at her toned body.

They relaxed a while on the beach, munching on cheese and crackers, sipping their sodas and enjoying each other's company. She realized he was helping her to erase the stress she had come here to escape. She was happy and carefree for the first time in a long time.

When they were finished with their sodas, he suggested they take a hike along the island trails. "But first, let's put our things back on the boat. We can lock them up in the cutty." She agreed and they gathered their belongings and strolled back down the dock to the boat. She climbed in and he followed close behind. She opened the cutty door and stepped down inside, looking for a place to store the cooler. He brought the towel and a few items that had been sitting on the deck of the boat. The cutty wasn't large, but there was a cushioned area that could be used as a bed. She found a spot to stash the cooler, underneath a seat so that it would be out of the way. She pushed the cooler into it's place and stood up, ready to head back to the island, but as she stood, she felt his arms slip around her waist from behind. She placed her hands over his and felt him nuzzle against her neck.

"We don't have to go hiking," he whispered. "We could just... stay here for a while... if you'd like." He sounded hopeful and she turned her head towards his and said, "I think I'd like to stay here."

It was all the encouragement he needed and he began to kiss her neck, softly, sweetly, as his hands roamed over her stomach and up to her breasts. She reached an arm up and encircled his neck, letting him know he was turning her on. If he only knew what she had been thinking this morning!

She felt him pulling at the hem of her tank top and she raised her arms so that he could lift it over her head. His lips continued kissing her neck and shoulders as he released the clasp on her bra and slipped that off of her too. He pulled off his own t-shirt and she felt his muscled body press against her back as his hands cupped her breasts, his fingers teasing her nipples until they grew hard. He looked down at her perfect breasts from his position behind her as he continued to caress and tease them. She felt his erection pressing against her back through his jeans and she felt a new heat surge through her body. His hands were driving her crazy as they caressed her breasts and roamed down her stomach. She felt his fingers unbuttoning her jeans and he pressed his hands down inside them, his fingers gently reaching to stroke her pussy eliciting a pleasured moan from her.

Her eyes were closed, her head tilted back slightly as she parted her legs to allow him all the access he wanted. She felt him slide his body slowly downward as he slid her jeans down her legs, taking the lacy pink string bikinis with them. She stepped out of them and allowed him to explore her body from behind. His hands stroked her thighs as he kissed her back, her butt, and down the back of her thighs and she groaned again with pleasure as he slid two fingers inside her again.

"Oh, god... that feels good... mmmmmm...," she murmurred.

He turned her around in the small space of the cutty and laid her back against the cushioned bed, her legs dangling off the edge. He kneeled on the floor between her legs, placing his hands on her hips and gazing at her beautiful body for a moment before dipping his head to place soft kisses on her pussy. He flicked his tongue against her clit and sent a thrill throughout her body. She reached to run her fingers through his hair as he began licking her pussy. He was creating a storm inside her and she arched her back, offering herself to him, parting her legs again to let him know he was driving her wild.

"Oh... yes... yes.. don't stop...." she said, breathless. He was licking like crazy and suddenly slipped his fingers inside her while he sucked on her clit and brought her to climax like a crashing wave. He was incredible and she wanted more of him.

He lifted himself off his knees and slid into the bed, lying next to her and kissed her deeply. She reached a hand between their two bodies and encircled his cock. It felt hot against her hand and she could feel him throbbing at her touch. She stretched her arm down, reaching to stroke his balls lightly, and bringing her fingers upwards, stroking his pulsing cock. He moaned as they continued to kiss and she stroked him that way again and again, her own need growing with each moan of pleasure she created with her strokes. She then encircled his cock with her hand and squeezed, stroking him over and over, ocassionally pressing her palm against the head. His breathing grew rapid, her soft hands against his cock felt so incredible.

Just when he thought he couldn't take another minute, she pushed him onto his back and slung one leg over him, straddling him and sitting upright on his lap. Using both hands now, she continued caressing him, his heat and throbbing making her crazy too. She lifted herself up on her knees and placed the head of his cock against her drenched pussy, using him to pleasure herself, massaging him with her hand and pressing him in circles against her clit.

"Ohhhhh.... mmmmm.... more...," he pleaded. "More!"

She continued to press him against herself and slid his aching cock inside her. She squeezed him with her pussy as thrust inside of her. They moved slowly at first, she moving her body up and down, up and down, squeezing him inside of her. She reached her hands behind and braced them on his thighs, arching her back so he reached deep inside of her. His hands grasped her ass as he pulled her onto him, over and over until they were moving in rhythm, faster and faster. She felt lightning bolts of pleasure shooting through her body as he thrust inside of her again and again. She was aware of nothing but his body creating perfection with hers, wanting him to touch her everywhere.

"Oh yes. Yes. Oh, god..... baby, that feels so good." She felt a rush flow through her body as she felt herself exploding in orgasm once again.

When she had recovered, she eased herself over his body, pressing herself against him, feeling his cock pressing, hard, against her stomach. She began to kiss him, moving her lips down his jaw, placing kisses on his neck, moving her body down his as she kissed him all over. She buried her face in his stomach, her hands stroking his body as she continued to kiss him, all the while continuing to tease his body with hers as she made her way downward until she was settled between his legs. She held his cock in her hand and stroked it against her cheek, turning her face to kiss it gently. She teased the tip with her tongue while her hands continued stroking him, massaging his cock with her own juices. He moaned in pleasure, running his fingers through her hair as she pleasured him. She stroked his cock over and over, alternating kissing and licking and then took him in her mouth, tasting herself on him. She began to suck as she petted his balls and took him in deeply pressing her tongue against him and sucking him over and over. She knew she was driving him crazy and continued to suck him furiously until he could feel the back of her throat. He began to moan, a low groan escaping him as she sucked him, loving the feeling of him throbbing inside her mouth.

"Oh baby... that feels incredible... oh baby... I... I need to cum." It was all she needed to hear and she made no move to pull away but continued to suck on him and stroke him with her hand.

"Oh god, oh god... oh my god...," he exclaimed, and he felt himself exploding into her mouth and she drank him in. He felt as if his heart was going to pound right out of his chest and he reached to pull her back up and against him. She slid back up the bed, tangling her legs between his and pressing against his body nestling against him while they held each other in complete satisfaction and exhaustion.

The late afternoon sun was beginning to settle in the sky and he asked her, "We could still go on that hike if you want..."

She met his gaze and said, "It's getting late. Why don't we head back to my place and I'll make us some dinner."

"I'd love to," he said.

After they docked the boat back at his place, they walked together to hers. As he closed the door behind them, she asked with a gleam in her eye, "Just how hungry are you? I could start dinner right away if you want. But I was thinking.... maybe a shower beforehand would be nice....."

The grove of trees blurred through the driver's side window as her car sped down this once country road. Suburban sprawl had taken over the land on the west side of the road and was now sprinkled with executive homes each sitting on an acre or so of property. To the east though, the landscape remained untouched and she reached for her sunglasses from the counsel as the mid-day sun glimmered through the foliage to her left. She let the car creep past the speed limit as it traveled down a steep slope. She was only minutes away and she was excited to get there.

Beyond the traffic light, she began to look for her turn. The restaurant would be just up ahead in the latest retail complex to grace the rapidly growing city. Luxury SUVs and cars darted in and out of the one way circle as consumers made their way to and from the specialty shops and restaurants.

They had agreed to meet at a casual bar and grill. His hotel room was located just across the road and he said he would meet her in the bar and then they could get a table and order lunch.

She smiled and thanked a business man who had stopped to hold the door as she entered the restaurant. She felt a faint blush of nervousness as she removed her sunglasses and surveyed the scene, hoping she would recognize him. She had seen his picture on the banner of his blog and they had exchanged numerous emails in the past few months, at first simply swapping ideas for their writing, but eventually delving into more personal conversations. He knew a bit about her life and she had learned about his. They had laughed at each other's stories about kids and sympathized with each other over married life. He was in town for a conference and they had agreed that since he would be so close to her office, it would simply be wrong not to meet in person.

Her eyes settled on a man sitting alone, sipping on a Sam Adams and watching ESPN on the t.v. She noticed the clean lines of his yellow oxford shirt stretched over his back and caught the glimmer of the watch on his wrist. His sleeves were rolled up to just below his elbows and he looked comfortable with one arm resting on the bar, the beer bottle held loosely in his hand the other hand resting casually on his leg as his body turned slightly to the right, allowing him to glance toward the door on occasion to see if she had arrived.

As if he could feel her watching, he turned and caught her eye. She felt the tension leave her shoulders as she recognized his smile and his clean-cut features. She strolled over to him and he took her hand in his, telling her, "It's so good to finally meet you in person. You're taller than I imagined!" An embarrassed smile crossed her face as she noticed he was slightly shorter than her. She was glad she had worn some casual sandals instead of the heels she usually wore to the office.

"Have a seat," he offered as she smoothed her skirt and she got comfortable on the stool next to his. He couldn't help noticing her smooth, tanned legs and the way her skirt didn't quite reach her knees. She was wearing a light pink cami and a white denim jacket with her floral skirt and she was sure she caught him giving her an approving once-over as he took her in.

"Have you been waiting long?" she asked him.

"Just a few minutes," he admitted. "The last of the day's meetings wrapped up early so I just headed over afterwards."

She was glad he wouldn't have to be in a hurry to get back to anything and hoped they could take their time talking over lunch. She felt a little strange meeting him like this, but they had been corresponding and getting to know each other comfortably for a while now and she reminded herself it was ok. She didn't have a lot of friends who were men, but something about him just clicked and she felt comfortable talking with him, almost like talking with one of her girlfriends.

They talked about the weather and how his flight had been. The bartender took her order and she ordered a Mich Golden Light. Bottle. No glass. He thought about what an easy-going woman she seemed to be. He felt relaxed and at ease with her, just like he knew he would.

The conversation flowed and he was telling a story about his five year old daughter when they made their way to their table. She was impressed with the fact that he was such a nurturing father and tried to imagine him pushing his little girl on the swings at a park or running alongside her as she learned to ride her bike without training wheels.

Soon their food arrived and they each ordered another beer. She was telling him a story about the time she was at a botanical display, traipsing around with her camera and trying to capture some shots of the flowers. He was laughing as she described an older gentleman that seemed to keep crossing her path and teasing her about the fact that "security" was going to come after her for stepping into one of the gardens.

She realized she had his full attention whenever she was talking. His lips formed a lazy smile and his eyes were focused on hers. She stopped talking for a moment and breathed a sigh of contentment and admitted, "I'm so glad we did this. This is nice."

"Yeah, it sure is..." he said and she found herself at a loss for words momentarily. She smiled and tried to remember what she was saying and hoped he didn't notice she was blushing again. What must he think? She was acting like a school girl. She hoped he couldn't tell what she was thinking, but when she felt his fingers slide to the inside of her thigh, she was surprised to realize he was thinking the same thing.

"Is this ok?" he asked, with eyebrows raised.

"It's very ok," she whispered.

"What do you think? You ready to get out of here?"

"Sure," she replied.

He asked for the check and soon they had paid the bill and found themselves standing outside in the warm spring air. There was a slight hesitation between them, but he quickly put her at ease when he suggested they take a walk.

"I'd like that," she told him.

They hadn't been walking long before they found themselves in front of his hotel.

"Maybe we should go in. We could have a drink, talk, whatever you want," She suggested. She asked herself, "What are you doing?" and held her breath until he said, "Yeah. Let's go in."

Her heart was pounding as they walked past the front desk and towards the elevator. She suddenly couldn't think of a thing to say when the elevator bell rang and her legs carried her into the elevator. Brief thoughts of his wife, and her husband crossed her mind but were brushed away when he took her hand and smiled at her again. His smile was completely disarming and she knew she couldn't walk away if she tried. The lights flashed on the elevator's panel... second floor, third floor, DING!

She continued to hold his hand as he led her to his room and scanned his key card in the lock. Once inside, she stood nervously as he tossed the card on the dresser and took the cell phone clip off his belt. She noticed his travel bag sitting neatly next to the window and scanned over a few of his personal items that had been left sitting out; his laptop, a stray t-shirt and a few receipts. She thought about where he might have been and the kinds of things he might have done in the days up until now and wondered if he could have imagined their meeting would turn out this way. She caught the scent of him in the room; his shampoo, maybe? More likely his cologne. She breathed in the smell of him, wanting to commit it to memory.

He approached her, hands in his pockets and said, "Don't be nervous. We can just talk if you want. It's ok."

"No, I'm fine," she told him. She didn't want to seem to aggressive, but she was hoping he'd make another move. Slowly, almost hesitantly, he leaned forward, his lips almost touching hers. He pulled back, his head tipped slightly and looked deep in her eyes, checking for any sign of hesitation. Finding none, he brushed his lips to hers and lingered there. She felt herself melting as she kissed him back while her hand found it's way to his hip. She felt him murmur, "mmmmm" as he began to press her against the wall with his body. His hands were braced against the wall on either side of her head as her hands pulled his hips, bringing his body against hers.

The kiss grew hotter and she opened her mouth to welcome his tongue. She felt her pulse racing as his tongue flicked against hers and she let hers explore his delicious lips. She slipped one foot behind his leg, parting hers for him so he could settle against her. She could feel him growing hard inside his khakis as he pressed against her and one hand found it's way to her breast.

"Are you sure?" he asked. "You have to tell me whether or not you're sure before this goes too far."

Instead of voicing her answer, she reached for his hand and placed it inside her short skirt. With her lips still meeting his, she murmured, "I'm sure."

He felt all resolve escape him as his fingers discovered the lacy thong beneath her skirt. He slid the thong aside and slipped one finger underneath to discover her clit already swollen and damp. His lips covered hers again, kissing her deeply as he pressed several fingers against her and slid them back and forth. He could feel his pants tightening against his erection as he allowed his fingers to explore her wet pussy.

She couldn't believe the intensity, the pleasure his fingers were causing and she raised her knee up, hooking her leg behind his waist, offering him all the access he wanted. An excited groan escaped her lips and she felt him dropping to his knees in front of her. She braced herself against the wall as he lifted her skirt and stroked her thighs. He was teasing her, slowly, taking his time and she loved every minute of it. His fingers stroked the inside of her thighs, making their way closer and closer to where she ached to feel them. To add to the ache, he leaned in to kiss inside her thighs, teasing, kissing, stroking.... His lips came deliciously close to her pussy and then she felt the tip of his tongue tasting her.

"Ohhhhhhh.... don't stop. DON'T stop!" she pleaded as his fingers continued to play with her and his tongue began to explore her more. He was licking her juices, up one side of her pussy and the other. His lips... THOSE delicious lips encircled her swollen clit and he began to suck. Her fingers reached into his hair, pressing him into her. She wanted more, MORE. His tongue felt hot as he continued to take her in, licking, stroking, tasting, drinking. Her fingers were gripping his hair, encouraging him. When he slipped two fingers inside her while continuing to flick his tongue against her clit, she knew she couldn't hold out.

"Oh, yes. YES! Oh, don't stop...Oh, oh... OHHHHHHHH. He felt the shudder of her orgasm, his face buried against her and drank her in. It made him crazy. He couldn't get over how hard this made him. He looked up at her and smiled and she pulled him up to her.

"Let me taste," she asked and he pressed his lips to hers obliginglyand they shared the remnants of her orgasm .

He found himself pleasantly surprised at her sudden fervor as he felt her hands on his belt. In a flurry, they peeled clothing from each other. Any sense of inhibition had long since been abandoned. Thoughts of their real lives were pushed away for the time.

When all the clothing was strewn across the floor, she pulled him to her and began to stroke his cock, pressing it against her stomach while he nibbled on her collarbone. Her warm hand closed around him as she discovered every ridge of him, caressing his hard cock, feeling his heat. Knowing her touch turned him on like this made her more excited. Standing face to face, body to body, she teased him, drawing circles on his head and coaxing a bit of cum from him. She lifted her fingers to her lips and sucked on the taste of him. She could feel his heart pounding and he could feel hers. They were breathless, kissing, their hands roaming each other, touching everywhere.

She felt him pushing against her, urging her backwards and she felt the edge of the dresser behind her. She eased herself up onto it until she was sitting and opened her legs to him. She reached her hands behind his back and pulled him to her.

"Come here... I want you inside me," she whispered in his ear. She didn't have to ask twice. His fingers were once again stroking her pussy, sending bolts of lightening through her body when she felt his hard cock enter her. With a gasp, she lifted her legs and wrapped them tightly around his waist.

"Mmmmm... you feel so good," he murmured against her neck.

She could not get over how much she loved being with him this way, how sexual and desirable he made her feel. She wound her arms around his neck and hung on tight as his hands cupped her ass and he thrust inside of her, over and over. She felt herself being lifted. He stayed inside of her while he carried her a few steps to the bed where they landed in a tumble.

They were in a frenzy, kissing, stroking, whispering. She rolled on top of him, sitting upright, straddling him. She stared into his eyes as she rocked herself against his cock, pressing her clit against him, reaching behind to stroke his balls. He groaned in pleasure, craving more of her hot, wet pussy, relishing the feeling of being deep inside her. She watched his eyes roll back and it made her want him more. She moved faster, then slower, then faster again, thrusting her hips toward him, pressing his pulsing cock deep inside and wanting to draw out this time with him as long as possible.

Next it was his turn to take control and he rolled her beneath him. He gazed down at her and drew circles on her nipples with his fingers, making them hard. He slid down to kiss and suck on them and she arched her back to encourage him to continue and she stroked his back and explored his body with her hands while he kissed her all over.

"Can we try something?" he asked and she responded, "Anything..."

"Roll over on your stomach," he whispered. She did as he asked and she felt him brace himself on top of her. She felt his fingers slide underneath her, stroking her pussy again and she thought it would send her over the edge. As his fingers stroked, she felt his cock rubbing against her buttocks. Slowly, slowly his fingers stroked and soon she felt his cock slide inside her. The pleasure was incredible as he slowly pulled himself almost all the way out and then plunged inside of her again. She could feel the heat of his body against her back as they continued to smolder together.

"Can we try something?" he asked again and she murmurred, "Mmmm... yes... anything, baby..."

"Are you willing to try anal with me?" he asked.

"Mmmmm Hmmmm..." she encouraged demurely....

She felt his cock slide out of her pussy and he reached his hand around her hip again as his fingers found their way to her clit once more. She was just deciding she could not get enough of his fingers stroking her deeply when she felt his cock, now covered in her juices, pressing into her. He moved slowly, kissing the back of her neck, and asked her, "Is this ok?"

"Mmmmm... yes... I love it...." she responded. Her body tingled and the sensation of his cock inside her in this incredibly intimate way made her crazy.

He moved so gently, not wanting to hurt her, never stopping the constant massage of her clit. She pulled her knees up beneath her and they sat up together, kneeling on the bed, he enveloping her with his entire body and both of them revelling in the intimacy they had forged together. She slid her hands underneath his muscular legs to brace herself and and pressed herself against him, making him glide in and out of her. His arms reached around her, his hands working between her legs as they moved together in rhythm.

Her entire body began to tense up as she felt herself losing control. "Ohhhhh.... yessss... yes... Uhhhh...OH... MY.... GOD....."

It was more than he could stand, the heat and wetness against his fingers.... being inside her so tight... feeling her squeezing his throbbing cock...and with a roar he let himself go too...

They collapsed together on the bed, surprised and exhausted smiles on their faces. They lay there for a while, their fingers softly stroking each other's skin until she slowly pulled herself up off the bed. He watched her walk, naked, unashamed; her long, lean body strolling toward the bathroom and heard the sounds of the shower being turned on. A few seconds later, she was peeking out the bathroom door and beckoning him with her index finger...

"Can we try something?" she asked.

She didn't have to ask twice.....

She opened her email inbox and she saw his name there. Here heart skipped a beat as it always did when she found a message from him had arrived.

"I know you have the day off tomorrow. I'm on my own for the week. I thought we could meet at the park. I'll pick you up. Can you make it work?"

She could make it work. She would have walked through fire to make it work, to get a dose of him. She typed out a quick response. "I'll be there. I can't wait."

She had trouble sleeping that night. She couldn't take the waiting. When the alarm clock went off, she didn't bother hitting the snooze. She chose her clothes carefully. Casual, yet something she knew would make him look twice. Low cut jeans, a v-neck sweater that hung just a little too low. Black string bikinis. He liked those.

In the shower, she could only think ahead to the time she would spend with him. Her heart was pounding already. She took extra care to shave. Everywhere. She wanted to be perfect for him. After showering, she toweled off and strategically sprayed his favorite scent, Amber Romance, all over her body. Next she dried her hair and applied her make-up, constantly thinking about looking as perfect as possible for him.

She paced the house, pretending to take care of little chores that needed doing until finally it was time to leave. She drove to the park where he had asked her to meet him and chose a parking spot in a little lot tucked away out of sight. It wasn't long before she heard the hum of his truck pull up next to her.

She looked out the passenger window and he was there, smiling at her. She grabbed her purse and locked up the car, walking around behind it to meet him where he was now standing, waiting for her. With the doors of the truck open, sheltering them from any possible onlookers, he pulled her to him, resting both hands on her lower back and pulled her in for a kiss. "Are you ready?" he asked. She smiled and nodded.

He opened the passenger door for her as she stepped into the vehicle, closed it behind her and then climbed back in to the driver's seat. She watched him move as he looked over his shoulder and began to back out of the parking spot. Turned sideways in her seat, she couldn't help but smile at him. He caught her stare, smiling himself and asked, "What?" "Nothing." she replied. "I'm just happy."

He reached one hand over to rest on her thigh and said, "You look beautiful." Her heart soared. She hadn't felt beautiful in a long time, but somehow with him, she believed it.

The drive to his house didn't take long. He pulled into the garage, closing the door behind them. He walked around to the passenger side of the vehicle and took her hand, leading her into the house.

Once inside, his eagerness was apparent. After closing the door behind them, he grabbed her and pressed her back against it, pressing himself up against the length of her body in the process. He dipped his head down to cover her mouth with his and kissed her heatedly while a soft moan escaped her. The moan turned him on. He had told her this before. It was something she couldn't help. Kissing him always made her feel as if she was on fire, and he loved the soft noises his kisses evoked. He let out a low groan and she could feel him growing hard, pressed up against her while they kissed.

"Come here..." he told her. "Let's go upstairs.

He placed his hand on her back and guided her in front of him. On the way up the stairs, his hands found their way to her hips and he steered her into the bedroom. Shutting the door behind them, he nearly dragged her to the bed. He sat on the edge and pulled her onto his lap so that her legs straddled him. She was resting on her knees, one leg on each side of his strong thighs. His arms encircled her waist and he pulled her tight against him. She felt her own desire growing as again, she felt his hard cock inside his pants. His fingers reached into her hair and he pulled her mouth to his, kissing her hard and exploring with his tongue.

She felt his hands move to the back edge of her sweater and he slipped it off of her as she raised her arms to accomodate him. He quickly unfastened her bra and slid that off too. She ran her fingers through his hair and watched his eyelids close slightly as he watched himself caress her nipples. He continued gently stroking her breasts until she felt his embrace tighten, pulling her to his mouth. He began to suck and tease with his tongue making her nipples grow hard.

She reached her hand down and began to rub his cock through his pants and again, a moan of pleasure escaped his lips. In one fluid motion, he lifted her off his lap and laid her back on the bed, her legs draped over the edge. Kneeling between her legs, he began to kiss her stomach as he unbuttoned her jeans and slid them off her legs, leaving the bikinis in place. He then came back to kiss her stomach again, teasing with his tongue, moving his mouth lower and lower until his lips were just above the bikini. She was aching for him as he continued kissing and slid his fingers inside the string and slipped those off too.

He pulled himself part way up on the bed, bracing himself on one elbow while trailing a finger down her breasts, teasing her stomach, tracing her pelvic bone and finally sliding a finger between her legs where he found her eagerly awaiting his touch. There was something she loved about the somewhat vulnerable feeling of being completely naked, watching him take her in, while he was still fully clothed. But soon desire took over and she sat up to let him know she wanted his skin against hers.

She reached for his hand, standing up next to the bed as he followed. She slipped her hands beneath his shirt, teasing for a moment by sliding her fingers inside the waist of his pants. She pulled the shirt over his head, pausing to kiss him, pressing her breasts against his chest and then reaching down to unbutton his pants.

Reaching inside his boxers, she slid both them and his pants down, dropping down herself along with them and pausing to kiss his now very hard cock. He stepped out of his clothing, and placed his hands on her head, encouraging her to continue.

Taking his hard cock in her hands, she stroked him while she sucked on the tip, placing her lips around the ridge of the head and teasing with her tongue. She drew his cock out of her mouth and dipped her head to lick the length of him, then going back to take him into her mouth again, a little deeper this time. She continued alternating between licking and sucking, each time going back to take him in deeper and deeper. His breathing grew rapid and his hands remained in her hair, encouraging her, telling her how good it felt. Finally, she quit taking him out of her mouth and took him in deeply, sucking hard, pressing her tongue against his cock as she sucked. His hips were moving in rhythm with her mouth when he suddenly asked her to stop. "I don't want to come yet."

He pulled her naked body against his, his hot, hard, wet cock pressing against her stomach. Sitting back down on the bed, he lay back, pulling her against him. He began kissing her again, then rolled her off of him and on to her back. He leaned over her, kissing her neck, which drove her crazy enough, while he reached his hand between her legs. His fingers glided easily as he began to tease her clit, running a finger up and down one side, then the other. Next he took her clit between his thumb and a finger and began to rub, slowly at first, then gaining momentum. He knew how she loved this, could tell be the way she was arching her back, pressing herself into his fingers. Faster and faster, his fingers massaged her clit, pausing ocassionally just enough to let her catch her breath, then sliding two fingers up and down her pussy. He would listen to her moaning, "mmmmmm...." and then begin to massage her clit furiously again. Over and over he did this until she couldn't catch her breath. His fingers working like magic, she began to moan, over and over, higher pitched each time. She felt the wave coming over her and rolled on top of him, locking his hand in place between him as she came, raining onto his hand. This pleased him. He kissed her mouth, then reached his fingers up to suck her juices from them, smiling at her as he did so.

She looked into his eyes and began to move over him, sliding her wet pussy over his cock. She slid one hand to the underside of his cock, pressing him against her, rubbing him as she slid back and forth against him rubbing her clit against his hard cock. He reached for her hips, pulling her against him moving along with her motion. Her hand was now covered in her own juices and she circled his hard cock with her fingers, stroking him, up and down, squeezing, circling the head with her thumb. He grew breathless and told her, "I need to be inside you...." and she guided him inside, feeling every inch of him filling her up. His hands were all over her. Beads of sweat rolled between her breasts. Her hands were wrapped around his neck and she could feel the damp curls of hair on the back of his head. Her body lifted with each thrust of his hips and she tipped her head and tasted the salt on his lips as she kissed him. They broke off the kiss, each gasping for air. She could feel every nerve inside her screaming to life, as his cock seemed to touch each and every one of them. She could feel her body screaming to let loose as she began to moan, over and over. She looked in his eyes, saying "Yes. YES! Baby... I'm going to come. Come with me...." He nodded, unable to speak, breathless and she pressed her pussy against him, trying to dissolve inside of him. He let out a roar of release and she felt his hot cum filling her as she felt as if she was exploding into a million little pieces all over him. She was now draped over his body, his hand gently stroking her back as he covered her mouth with soft kisses as she wished it didn't have to end.