A Chance Encounter
I meet Diana through a business associate, she is an interior designer owning her own business. The business associate knew I had several projects needing a interior designer. Diana and I have been working together for several months when she asked me if I would consider going on a picnic. I accepted immedately, she is a beautiful woman.
Diana stood at her bedroom window, looking down at the street outside. She began to have second thoughts about what she was doing. Diana had planned to go on a picnic in the park with John, her new customer of some months, then to a movie in the evening with him. But I had called her before starting to drive over and she had mentioned to me that her parents were out of town, she was going to be house sitting. I had talked her into having the picnic lunch on the kitchen table and spending all day, at least until the movie, at home with me. Diana liked the idea of their being alone together, but she also had doubts. I , on the other hand, did not have doubts, at least about what I hoped for from this day.
What was going to happen was very much up in the air, but the outcomes ranged from pleasant to incredibly nice. On the one extreme, they would talk and relax together and neck with each other until they left for the movie. On the other... the necking would lead to petting, and then to mutual undressing, until he had spread Diana's legs and climbed between them. He would fuck her hard, filling her with his erection until he brought her to an orgasm - or, better yet, one after another, as the afternoon went on, and perhaps the movie could be postponed in favor of seeing in their bodies could peak together once more.
Either would be satisfying, but one would be so in more ways. I thought about Diana as I drove to her parents home and thought about what I wanted to do to and with her. I wanted to drive her too, drive her to distraction with kisses, with my tongue against her clitoris and in her labia, with my pistoning shaft in her body until they both went into overdrive and I pumped her full. And Diana had told me that the timing for the picnic was excellent.
Diana saw me drive up from her bedroom window and as I got out of my car, she scurried down the steps and opened the door for me. I shut the door behind me and taking her into my arms, pressing her body to mine though she denied me a tongue-kiss, at least for the moment. They sat and talked on the sofa, and kissed a few more times. About the fifth time she opened her lips for me, but when she broke it off she suggested that they eat lunch. I was quite willing to let one hunger wait for a while in favor of another. But only for a while. I wondered as I walked to the kitchen how it would be to eat Diana out, how she would taste as my tongue lapped and plunged into her moist velvet pussy. And there was the matter of Diana's pussy and tightness... That would be very sweet to have, as I creamed inside her. As they ate the mixed fruit and then the sandwiches that Diana had prepared last night and drank the wine that I had brought, I wondered if Diana would have been more relaxed out in the open.
Probably not, I decided, She should feel more at home in her home, for all that the two of them were alone together for so long. Diana herself was wondering exactly how she felt. She was glad of the chance to take a break from the kisses, especially the deep kisses, that she had shared with John. But on the other hand, she wanted to go back to them. John was giving her body sensations stronger then she had ever gotten from a man before. It did not take very long before we were indeed getting inside each other's mouths. I slipped my hand inside Diana's blouse within minutes and then moved the left bra-cup up.
My hand went carassed her breast and my fingers pressed the sides of her nipple. I twisted it slightly and she moaned " OOOOHHH" into my mouth. My forefinger lifted and and rubbed THE END
Diana stood at her bedroom window, looking down at the street outside. She began to have second thoughts about what she was doing. Diana had planned to go on a picnic in the park with John, her new customer of some months, then to a movie in the evening with him. But I had called her before starting to drive over and she had mentioned to me that her parents were out of town, she was going to be house sitting. I had talked her into having the picnic lunch on the kitchen table and spending all day, at least until the movie, at home with me. Diana liked the idea of their being alone together, but she also had doubts. I , on the other hand, did not have doubts, at least about what I hoped for from this day.
What was going to happen was very much up in the air, but the outcomes ranged from pleasant to incredibly nice. On the one extreme, they would talk and relax together and neck with each other until they left for the movie. On the other... the necking would lead to petting, and then to mutual undressing, until he had spread Diana's legs and climbed between them. He would fuck her hard, filling her with his erection until he brought her to an orgasm - or, better yet, one after another, as the afternoon went on, and perhaps the movie could be postponed in favor of seeing in their bodies could peak together once more.
Either would be satisfying, but one would be so in more ways. I thought about Diana as I drove to her parents home and thought about what I wanted to do to and with her. I wanted to drive her too, drive her to distraction with kisses, with my tongue against her clitoris and in her labia, with my pistoning shaft in her body until they both went into overdrive and I pumped her full. And Diana had told me that the timing for the picnic was excellent.
Diana saw me drive up from her bedroom window and as I got out of my car, she scurried down the steps and opened the door for me. I shut the door behind me and taking her into my arms, pressing her body to mine though she denied me a tongue-kiss, at least for the moment. They sat and talked on the sofa, and kissed a few more times. About the fifth time she opened her lips for me, but when she broke it off she suggested that they eat lunch. I was quite willing to let one hunger wait for a while in favor of another. But only for a while. I wondered as I walked to the kitchen how it would be to eat Diana out, how she would taste as my tongue lapped and plunged into her moist velvet pussy. And there was the matter of Diana's pussy and tightness... That would be very sweet to have, as I creamed inside her. As they ate the mixed fruit and then the sandwiches that Diana had prepared last night and drank the wine that I had brought, I wondered if Diana would have been more relaxed out in the open.
Probably not, I decided, She should feel more at home in her home, for all that the two of them were alone together for so long. Diana herself was wondering exactly how she felt. She was glad of the chance to take a break from the kisses, especially the deep kisses, that she had shared with John. But on the other hand, she wanted to go back to them. John was giving her body sensations stronger then she had ever gotten from a man before. It did not take very long before we were indeed getting inside each other's mouths. I slipped my hand inside Diana's blouse within minutes and then moved the left bra-cup up.
My hand went carassed her breast and my fingers pressed the sides of her nipple. I twisted it slightly and she moaned " OOOOHHH" into my mouth. My forefinger lifted and and rubbed THE END
