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Prime Time

By: lickemgood



My name is John Schwinder and I'm a 68 year old retired man. My 2nd wife died last year from a length period of lung cancer. I'm active in the community serving on a couple of boards for local non-profits and doing some part time instruction at a local Sr Center.

I'm also a long term type II diabetic, so sex has been missing from my life for some time. Oh, I try masturbation but it is difficult to get an erection and even enhancing drugs do very little. I remember the good old days with wives and in between women friends but for the most part sex is past. Mentally I'm always notice good looking women when I see them and do a little imagination of what they might be like. 

I live in an apartment with an aging cat and spend most of my free time on a computer reading erotic stories or sending emails between family and friends. About a month ago I went to a local park, walked around for a while and found a bench shaded by and old oak. Sitting there I watched others walking by and a gray squirrel bouncing around the lawn.

Lost in thought I was startled to hear a female voice saying, "Is this seat taken."

Collecting myself quickly I looked into the brown eyes of an attractive brunette. "No!" I said, a little more loudly than I would have under normal circumstances.

I eyed the lady in a multi print blue dress sitting down on the bench 3 feet to my right. She was middle aged, pleasantly plump and very neat in appearance. I didn't want to make her uncomfortable, but seeing what I liked, I also wanted to get as much information as possible too.

I offered an observation about current weather conditions and how nice the day was.

She concurred and added that we had been blessed with such nice days. Casually she added that she had seen me in the park on several occasions and wondered if I lived close by.

"Yes, I'm a little over a block away from my apartment," I said, adding "you must live or work close by if you were able to see me in the park." 

"I believe we are probably in the same apartment complex," she said, pointing in an easterly direction.

I nodded in agreement and was searching for something to keep the conversation moving. 

"One of your neighbors frequents the pool, as I also do, and she has mentioned she thinks you are a frequent gym user. She's said she has seen you going out regularly and returning looking a little sweaty."

I laughed, and said "That's almost too much information, but I've been going several times a week for a while. It feels good keeping these old muscles working and perhaps it will add to the quality of life down the road."

While we had been talking my eyes had been taking in more information on this mysterious lady seated on the other side of our bench. Her hair was short in what I would describe as a pixie type of style setting off the brown eyes and lovely face. Her body was firmly plump, nice breasts and full round bottom pushed against the benches back rest. Her firm legs were round leading to small feet with red painted toe nails in white sandals.

As we talked we introduced ourselves and Adell Martin was her name.

I looked at my watch and saw that more than an hour had elapsed and I needed to run so that I could make a scheduled appointment. I said a quick good-bye and excused myself hurrying to get away.

Several days passed and I found myself seated at the same bench, having totally forgotten the meeting, when once again I heard the voice requesting a seat. I smiled looking up into Adell's pretty face, saying, "Hi Adell!"

Adell, laughed and I felt that I noticed a slight blush appear, as she took her place.

"What's been happening?, I asked.

Same as the last time we talked easily covering the general topics of people learning more about each other. The more we talked Adell's body language began to suggest that this was more than just casual conversation. 

During a conversation lag, Adell's eyes lingered on mine and a shy smile appeared as she said, "John, I might as well be honest." Pausing while her eyes searched for an indication from me, "These meetings haven't been by chance, I've been wanting to meet you."

Surprised and flattered, I began to rock backward, checked myself and rocked back, perhaps just a little forward of where I was earlier.

"I've always been attracted to older men, and I find you very handsome," she said. 

Amazed I stared in disbelief that this lovely young woman would be telling me what I heard. Words failed and mouth agape I stared.

She moved forward up the bench, reached out and grabbed my right hand while placing her right hand on my knee; she looked closely into my eyes, saying "When I heard you were available I knew I wanted to meet you."

"Adell, I found my voice saying, you are so young and I'm so old. Why, would someone as young and beautiful as you be interested in a 68 year old man?" 

"You don't move like a 68 year old man and you are very active in your life style, and as I said earlier I've always had a thing for older men."

As my brain processed this information my feelings went through A to Z. There was pain from the trauma of the death of Jane, fear of the unknown and anxiety of beginning something I wouldn't be able to finish. What ifs, Why's flashed in bright neon colors as my mind whorled. 

Slowly the realization that a warm hand was holding mine and another rested calmly on my knee registered and I looked once again at the lovely brown eyes looking at me.

Finding my voice, I weakly said, "I guess there's no harm in learning more about each other." 

A warm smile radiated like the dawning of a bright new day lit up the pretty face in front of me as Adell said, "Thanks John, I think we can have some fun!"

Scooting close to me on the bench our hips touched as she removed the hand from my knee. 

We now spent time learning just who John and Adell were. Over the next several weeks we went places together, ate together and friendship blossomed. 

One evening in Adell's apartment after a wonderful chicken dinner we sat at the kitchen table talking. I looked at the woman 25 years my junior and said, "I can't believe we are still finding it comfortable to be in each other's company. I thought you might have bumped into someone younger and would be making friends with him."

"John," Adell said, "I told you I have a thing for older men, and you are everything I thought you would be. Your intelligent, fun, and you definitely care, what more could any girl want." 

"Well there is sex, I said."

"Yes," said Adell.

Choking up, my words came out tight and dry. "I'm afraid I can't offer much there." I looked away fighting back tears brought from failure I felt.

A hand gently caressed my shoulder and her words said, "We really haven't given that a chance have we?"

Warm lips touched mine and slowly pressed in. Our lips parted and once again touched something inside stirred feelings that I felt I couldn't feel ever again.

I reached out with arms hugging the firm body, our mouths opened and tongues probed. My hands slid over a back, arms and her rounded backside. Age suddenly didn't matter, as feelings bloomed.

I felt my hand being grasped, pulled and we moved up the stairs to her bedroom. There, we hugged and kissed as time stood still.

I felt my shirt being pulled from my pants, and soon it was pulled over my head. Then my undershirt was following along with my belt being unbuckled and zipper unzipped. 

I reached behind Adell's back, unzipped her dress, pulled it from her shoulders and let it fall. All the while lips an tongues were unrelenting in their newly found warmth.

I unclasped Adell's bra, and it too was quickly released to the growing pile on the floor. Inserting a finger in the waist band of her slip I slowly pushed it over her hips and butt until gravity took over letting it float downward.

My other hand was rolling nipples between thumb and finger feeling them hard and bumpy. I broke off kissing and placed my mouth on a nipple gently sucking, swirling my tongue and softly biting. Adell moaned and through her head back.

I placed her gently on the bed, looked into her brown eyes and kissed her mouth as only lovers can. Tongues probed while firmly my hands found the shape of her lovely tits. She moaned in my mouth as our kiss lengthened.

My mouth now looked for her tits, kissing down her neck, over her shoulder and down to the white mountains pointing hard with excitement. Moans of excitement now increased along with my excitement increased too as the beautiful young body was seen.

I felt her mound and was rewarded with the silky feeling of her panties and also the feeling of a cushion of hair. Real women have hair! It has always been something I've enjoyed.

Rubbing over the mound I traced her slit, feeling and now smelling her sex smell rising above. Still kissing, sucking and nibbling on her tits, one finger found the band to her panties and as she raised her hips I gently worked them down.

I stopped, and sat up for a moment as my eyes swept her entire length. "A goddess!" I said.

Dancing brown eyes looked at me with a smile that would melt a polar cap.

My mouth found a nipple and my finger slid atop the moist slit hidden in her bush. Gently I opened her sex pushing my finger along the wet folds. Seeking the inner chamber and its womanly warmth I pushed in, being rewarded with a moan and warm breath on my neck.

I left her tits kissing downward over the soft but firm body. Downward ever downward seeking the tunnel I sought her inner chamber. Kissing belly, hair, mouthing hair and I gently pulled hair with my mouth. The aroma of her sex filled my nostrils as at last my probing tongue found and tasted her. She tasted woman, rich hearty, sexy, and complete. I found her hard clit, licked it and found a reward as her body pushed into my mouth while her being screamed "YES!"

"OOO FUCK JOHN, EAT MY SNATCH! Adell Screamed.

"I LOVE IT, I LOVE YOU, AND I WANT TO CUM!" she continued.

I stopped, and she whimpered as I slowly went to her mouth. I kissed her, and whispered, "Adell, you're beautiful and all woman."

Dropping my mouth into her wet snatch I again took her clit gently between teeth and bit lightly as her hands pushed me deep into her inner self. Flaming eyes looked at her snatch as she brought forward snatch juice to fill my mouth, wash outward and cover her snatch. I licked, sucked and her hands pulled me inward as deep moans grew.

I pumped her snatch with two fingers and my tongue fucked her as deep as it could. Want took her as she searched for a path to the top. The moans became groans and the pressure from her hands pushed to make us one, feeling a movement from her snatch, the pressure from her hands ebbed and a cry rose from deep inside as more snatch juice washed out. "FUCK!" "FUCK!"

She shook, as her body trembled releasing the discharge of cumming. Perspiration shone on her face and lovely body with a brilliant smile covered her lovely face. Making motion with her hand curling a finger, silently asking me to join her I moved up to her face, she opened her eyes and softly said, "Now I take care of you."

Prime Time 01



She shook, as her body trembled releasing the discharge of cumming. Perspiration shone on her face and lovely body with a brilliant smile covered her lovely face. Making motion with her hand curling a finger, silently asking me to join her I moved up to her face, she opened her eyes and softly said; "Now I take care of you."

As I snuggled close to her placing an arm across her body, my mind raced, as emotionally I caught up with the physical reality of what had just happed. Having just rushed into a wonderful physical act I was now faced with the reality of having a physical body that has failed to respond to a variety of stimuli for a lengthy period of time. Adell's last words rang in my brain, "Now I take care of you.", "Now I take care of you.". . . 

My assumption was that there would be a discussion prior to our having SEX, and now reality hit. The deed was done and a beautiful woman was preparing to. . . .

Fear seized me as if a large icy hand grabbed hold!

No place to run, no hiding place, trapped in the open and worst of all, the fear I might hurt or loose Adell!

Adell sensed or felt a signal from me as I heard, "John?"

Uncontrollably my body jumped, and I couldn't speak. 

I felt her hand rubbing my arm, "John?"

My mind raced, searching for something to say, something to do, anything, anything. . . .

Trapped at a time of passion, and caught as no man EVER WANTS TO BE CAUGHT!!!!!

A hand on my chin, pulled my face toward hers. . . 

IN A MOMENT OUR EYES WOULD MEET AND WHAT COULD I DO??????? 

Soft brown concerned eyes met mine and she softly said, "John, relax. We'll work it out."

Fear's icy hand held as I eyed the open door. 

She moved onto her side facing eye to eye. Rubbing my shoulder and down my side. "Loosen up, you're tight."

"I'm going to make some coffee, and we can talk about it." she kissed my cheek and rubbed harder. "OK?" 

Warmth returning I managed a weak "ok."

Rolling over she bounced from the bed, looked to her closet, reached in grabbed her robe, slipped it on, stepped into slippers.

"I'm making coffee, come down and join me when you're ready." , giving me a quick look before leaving.

I found my clothes, among the discarded put them on and placed her's neatly at the bottom of the bed. I looked round the room seeing it for the first time. It was a warm off-white tastefully furnished and feminine touches showing the warmth of Adell's personality.

I turned to the door and headed down the stairs. 

Adell was standing outside the entrance to the kitchen and smiled warmly at me. She walked up opened her arms wide and hugged me warmly planting a gentle kiss on my lips. "Have a seat," she said as she motioned toward the dining set.

"That was so good!", she exclaimed. 

She moved closer to me, looked directly into my eyes, saying, "Have a seat. "We'll get through this."

She went back to the cupboards, pulled down a couple of mugs and then got the sugar and creamer placing them on the table.

My thoughts were on how could I say what I was feeling to this woman and would this be the end of our brief relationship. Sexual dysfunction wasn't a topic I had experience talking about, let alone with a woman who made me feel young virile and made me forget.

"John?"

I looked up and Adell was bringing two steaming mugs toward the table.

"Try to relax; we've just had a whole lot of fun. We'll deal with this."

She placed the mugs on the table, gathered her robe tightly about her, placed a leg on the seat of the chair then sat upon it and with a look of concern her eyes found mine.

"Lover you just sent me to the moon!" She smiled, ran a hand through her hair and looking straight at me. 

"Can you tell me about afterwards?

Swallowing hard, my lips moved to form words, and a raspy sound escaped.

I looked down, and then up as I cleared my throat. "I'm right up against hard realities 68, diabetic and no sex for a time." I said softly.

These words seemed to hang out for what to me seemed like a very long time as my mind a blank and Adell was either thinking or waiting for my next round.

She stared at the steaming liquid in the mug as if an answer would float to the surface. She looked up, at me and seeing I wasn't ready to add further, she asked, "Can you tell me about it."

"I'd," my voice croaked "assumed we would talk about sex, and when you kissed me,. . . w. . well, my mind and physical response was that of somebody I'm not." I looked into my coffee mug, and slowly lifted my eyes.

"John," Adell said, "that was you! And it was great!!!"

Feeling trapped, I looked down at the mug, talking into it, "I've never had a problem with my tongue and lips, and I loved every moment of it. "Afterwards. . . . "

My mind blanked I couldn't speak. Fear of losing Adell hit me hard.

"I'm a foolish old guy. You came along, flattered my ego, my pride and now . . .." 

"STOP, right there!", she said.

"An old guy doesn't make me feel the way you did. I wanted you to take me to bed and I'm looking to do it again. Look at me," she said.

Her hands reached out to me, and she rose off her chair, used a leg to bump my chair around to giving her room she sat on my lap and smiled.

"I can think of a couple of young studs you who you could give lessons to." she grinned touching my face.

"Seriously the time we've spent you're fun we've talked and now we've had sex", she continued with the big grin adding a very special beauty.

"What do you say we drop it for now? We can watch some TV or . . . just kidding." giving my arm a squeeze.

She kissed me got up from my lap, "More coffee?"

I shook my head and she took a couple of steps across to the coffee pot.

Turning around with pot in hand she added, "We've got time and we can talk more later."

Per Adell's suggestion we backed off from things and later while out for dinner one evening, after the wine had been served Adell said, "John, have you had enough time to think about sex?"

"Would you like to talk?" 

We talked.

A few nights later after dinner, Adell excused herself, and came back into the living room in her robe she closed the blinds and producing a bottle of lotion from one of the pockets asked if "Massage my back?" 

Removing her robe she was wearing panties, not to shear, and a bra, not completely revealing. 

As I rubbed her back temptation surfaced and soon I'd removed her bra and was sucking on her breasts, this lead to her panties being removed and we then spread out on the floor. . .

Adell loved talking dirty when excited and soon "OH, John eat me! Uhhhh, Ahhhh, Ohhh YES! EAT ME!" Adell screamed.

I had my tongue buried in her furry snatch, licking up the juices oozing out her sex as the smell swirling in the air.

Legs were spread as wide as possible as she linked arms pulling my head in. "GOD, what are you doing to me?" 

I sucked her clit, used my teeth, to bite lightly down and I had two fingers plunging in as hard as I could. 

"OOOOH, LOVER, AHHHH, YES! YES! EAT ME!" 

I'MMMMMM CUMMING! I'MMMMM CUM AAAHHHHH!

Her body quivered and her sex pushed up hard as she arched her body. She released her hold on me.

I moved up to her face and watched her return to normal breathing. I kissed her gently on her cheek, her ear, and her neck. Her hand reached and rubbed at my head. 

"Let's see what I can do.", she said and I felt her other hand touch me.

She bent forward, I felt warm lips on the tip. A tongue licking as long forgotten feelings stirred deep inside quietly awakening memories. I moaned feeling her hand, tongue and mouth moving. Sensually my mind remembered the sexiness of Adell her sexual enjoyment and the exciting dirty talk. 

My cock swelled, she looked up and said, "This bad boy likes it."

I moaned as her mouth restored forgotten feelings. "Ohhh, you are soooo gooood." 

Time passed and both became aware that a full recovery wasn't to be. Sensing my embarrassment she moved up kissing me. When she got to my lips she stopped, looked into my eyes. "That's a good beginning," 

Rubbing my shoulder holding eye contact, "No home run this time, but we got a man on base," smiling warmly while squeezing my cock gently.

Taking my arm, she wrapped it around making herself comfortable and looked at me saying. "You're a good lover, you make me cum! You're the best!" 

"Have you talked to a urologist?"she asked.

Feeling inadequate I looked down, and replied "Not since before Judy got sick. Then she got really sick and filled with pain all I thought about was trying to get her better." 

"Then it came too late, I did what I could to help her with dying." emotion choked me and I looked down.

Once again Adell showed she was in my life and caring as she took my hand and squeezed, as her other hand touched my cheek while breathing warmly on my neck. Gently her lips touched my neck, my cheek, and she pushing my chin up and turning my face toward her, her lips were on my lips. The warm soft kiss lingered, tugged at my lips and my eyes met her brown compassionate eyes.

She backed away as piercing dark eyes saw into my soul, she smiled warmly.

"Could we go to a urologist together? " Her soul gripping gaze held, without a hint of wavering.

I nodded slightly and from a very dry mouth I said weakly, "Yes."

Adell hugged me, and said "you give me so much and I want to give to you too. I've had some lovers in my day, but you're the best!"

"Your love making says I'm special and your confidence puts me at ease." 

"You're sensitive to my body which gives the woman in me multiple orgasms driving me to a peak." 

"Your eyes, hands, and tongue stir exactly the right things at the right time causing me to EXPLODE!" There was a mild shudder as memories were given life.

"As if you don't already know that." she reached out with a playful hit on my arm. 

She gave me a quick soft kiss on the lips looked into my eyes and said, "I want to help you too and we'll get some professional help. " . . . To be continued.



Prime Time Deliverance



The hotel room was on the 26th floor the first night I arrived in New York City. Checking in was fast and the lobby moved with workers and hotel personnel as smoothly as a well oiled machine. The elevator took me up to my floor and opened. "Then turn right and go three doors to your left to your room, 679." The gentleman at the front desk was a breath of fresh air compared to the scum that dropped me off in the taxi. I walked one... two... three doors to my left and saw the gold scrawled '679' on the door.

The room was spacious enough for one and the fruit basket was much appreciated, but I was only interested in one thing- the view. The entire wall before me was made up of four windows, ceiling to floor and motorized maroon drapes that covered them, because twenty feet from the window was another building with huge windows. I opened the drapes and peered out to the apartments next to me. Most of the windows were covered and a few were opened, but it was very still where you could see inside. 

I placed my hands on the glass and looked at all the possibilities. There are thousands of telescopes sold every day in New York City everyday. I'll bet money and blood that these people aren't out for bird watching, especially since the only birds that live in this city are evil pigeons that have no self respect.

Through the dark night, a movement caught the corner of my eye and that's where I saw him. Twenty fourth floor, fifth window to the left. He opened his curtains and leaned on the sill, looking down upon the ants below. His short military cut hair went well with his face handsome and hard, which went incredibly well with his naked upper body which greeted me without a care. I froze in a grin and instantly knew he was the one I wanted.

His careless gaze swept the building and when he saw me, he stopped. He smiled. Through the haze of the streetlights, my mystery man straightened his body and I saw the towel slung around his sculpted hips. He must have just taken a shower. I could picture the dimly lit bathroom and his body hiding behind the curtain, his silhouette as he lets the water run over his muscles after a hard day at work. Just thinking about his body that I'm teased with from across the street quickened my breaths and tightened my stomach muscles. 

When I answered his smile with one of my own, I took my shirt off over my head and tossed it into oblivion behind me. In my bra and black miniskirt, I stared back at him with mischief in my eyes. His reaction was shock as I saw by his raised eyebrows, but pleasure when the smile curled once again over his face. He looked to the left and to the right to see if anyone was watching, then it turned to desire. I could see the blood in his veins rush with lust from my window and my nipples filled with the same rush. He leaned his back against to window will and crossed his arms as if telling me to continue, I needed no more encouragement.

My skirt was ripped off without a thought and my bra unclasped and tossed aside. When I reached for my panties, I hooked my thumbs on the sides and let them rest. The man cocked his head to the side and I shook my head. Now it was his turn. My breasts were exposed to the entire building and I felt the excitement of someone watching me run down my body as if someone's eyes I couldn't see were already drenching me in their sight and pool in my panties I still had on. I mouthed to him in my drunken state, "You first", and he looked slightly shocked. I smiled and that smile unlocked the doubt in his mind. He took that gaze, the eyes that burns me deep and makes my heart weep to not see the color of them, and swept the building to the left, and to the right. Just to make sure that no one but myself is watching him. His fingers took hold of the towel and he undid the twist resting on his hip. With a smug look pressed to his face, he slowly pulled the towel from around his body and threw it behind him.

I felt my mouth water at the sight of his body. He was built like a marble statue, each detail meticulously carved by a mad genius for my viewing pleasure. To taunt me, he rubbed his hand over his chest and trailed his fingers down his stomach to rest on his hip, tickling the delicate bone that I wanted to sink my teeth into. His body sent chills down my spine and made me want to lick my lips. Who's stopping me? When I acted on instinct, he laughed and nodded for me to keep up my end of the deal. Softly, the panties came down and his eyes followed the motion until I was as naked as him. His smile of approval was like getting a hard test back with a big star on it.

I imagined his body next to mine and what his hands would feel like on me. I cupped my breasts, like I knew he would, and massaged them with my eyes burning on his. His hands would be calloused and rough from working all day, but he would use them delicately on me, treating me like a desire won, something to savor. My right hand skimmed my belly and I smiled at the man. I could see him getting hard, his cock swelling and crying for him to take hold and release the pressure building inside. I skimmed lower and took my fingers into my slit, drenched with juices that flow from deep in my core, stimulated by the nude man hesitant about touching his cock.

"Do it, just do it", I chant in my head, wishing he could hear me.

My hand moved a little faster and I stroked and tingled my sensitive flesh, making my legs go weak and a moan escape my lips that he wouldn't be able to hear. With that driving the honey chills all over my body, his shy mind took a break and his bold hand began stroking his cock. Ever so slowly, with his eyes intent on my performance.

With a triumphant smile, I begin to laugh even though he cannot hear, but I do it anyway. The sheer delight on my face will let him know. My left hand moved from my breast to the window and I leaned on the glass with my trembling fingers making the surface scream.

My middle finger dipped deeper and filled me with a sensation that made my body instantly warm. It was a smooth as his hard penis would be if his pushed inside me with his arms braced on the window. His breath panting in my ear with each thrust makes my body shudder. I bow my spine back and press as close to him as I can get, keeping him inside me the whole time. My thumb presses to my clitoris, but I will it to be his hand reaching around me and massaging the hidden pearl and asking me if I like it.

Across the way, I can see his body tense, each naked muscle exposed and tight. He's so close to cumming for me and I go as fast as my hand can drive. I pump myself hard and slicken the inside of my thighs with juices as they overflow and run down my legs. He braces his body on the wall and his chest rapidly rises and falls with his deep breaths panting through his body.

I'm cumming. I'm cumming so hard I collapse to my knees and I cry out; I'd be shocked if he didn't hear me. The orgasm erupts through my body and sends a pulse of pins and needles over my skin. I don't stop my climax until I start seeing spots in front of me and I will my hand to pull away from my body.

My sight stayed on his as I finished and saw him so close... so close. Taking it farther, I bring my drenched fingers to my lips and drink the lust from my sore hand, throwing his libido over and giving him what he needed to tip the scale. He shot out and his mouth was open in a cry that I wish could ring my ears but I imagine what it would be like, a deep roar of delight ending on a gasp of breath.

He must be sweating despite the wind-chill of a New York evening. His handsome face relaxed and he licked his upper lip as he caught his breath. I blew him a kiss.

He smiled, and then looked confused right before I closed the curtain.

I lay my body on the bed, stretched out to calm my aching muscles. The powerful orgasm took so much out of me. My hand touched the phone on the nightstand as I got a craving for champagne. I order a nice bottle and some strawberries with cream to compliment my mood. When the knock at the door starts me, I put on my bra and panties, thinking of the busboy's face as I answer the door in my undergarments. If he's attractive enough I may let him watch me take it off as his tip. 

I opened the door with a cocky grin that slipped instantly from my face when I saw who was behind it.

I finally got to see his eyes- they were green.



Prime Time Pleasure Ch. 01



Story One: Desert Oasis

Whoever said older women make the best lovers, definitely knew what they were talking about. Case in point: I recently discovered the pleasures of an older woman and ever since my "conversion" I have never looked back.

It all began with me about two years ago. I was 34 at the time had been dispatched by the large Chicago architecture firm I worked with to consult on the design phase of a large retail and residential development project that was being proposed in Tucson Arizona metropolitan area.

My part of the project was supposed to last any where from 16-24 weeks but would in reality last almost 30. Seeing that sometimes these kinds of projects lasted longer than expected I made arrangements with my younger sister to live at my house, seeing that she was just getting started and needed a place to stay.

I left Chicago in mid April wearing long sleeves and a light weight jacket and by the time I reached Phoenix that evening I had shed my jacket and rolled up my sleeves. I checked out my yellow Nissan Xterra from the rental car agency the company had arranged me to have and drove to the nice but modest 2 bedroom apartment the company had put me up in for the duration of the visit.

I grabbed a good night's sleep and reported for work the next morning. This would be when would first meet the mature vixen who would slowly seduce me, lure me into her web of carnal pleasures and teach me sensual secrets that no younger woman could even begin to fathom.

Her name was Brenda and she was a sensual and seductive 48 year old blonde temptress with the body and looks of a women maybe her late 30's at most. Standing about 5'8" tall with short sandy brownish-blonde hair, she measured 36C-24-34 and had the body of a goddess which was perfectly toned and any woman would give her soul to possess.

That morning when I arrived at the office building was like any other except for it was warmer than I had expected. I was used to 50's being the high this time of the year and here it was almost 70 degrees at 9:00 in the morning.

The first people I met was the project manager named Steve Wilson and the owner of the design firm Mr. Frank Douglas. Mr. Douglas was mot all what I expected for an executive to be. Instead of the "stuff-shirt, strictly business and nothing but by the book" types I had been used to, Mr. Douglas was quite the opposite. He was laid back and what you would almost call a "good ole boy" but in a good way in that he actually had a personality and was well liked.

The next person I would meet was Brenda and when I set eyes on her I was captivated by her. She looked at me and instantly I knew there was an attraction there but she had a way to keep it fairly well hidden.

All through the initial staff meeting I could tell she was checking me out and sensed an air of sensuality about her and she was definitely sending out signals to me enticing me into her web of carnal pleasures. 

We broke from the meeting and as we shook hands, Brenda's touch was "electric" and she smiled in the way that she was more than interested and when she said with a professional yet sensual tone "I can't wait to work more closely with you," I knew she was meaning more than just the project.

It would be about 6-8 weeks before Brenda and I would have our first time alone together and for the next ten weeks we would spend late nights together and towards the completion of the project on the final weekend we would spend late into a Saturday afternoon until it would be finally done.

During the ten weeks of our "late night sessions," Brenda would "let her hair down" so to speak and this was when I really got to know the real her. She would dress seductively yet professional yet she would be anything but professional in her personality. This was the time when she would cut up and show her true colors.

The third night we were together she asked me if I was married and revealed that even though she was married, it was pretty much a marriage in name only. Her husband was some old fogie who wasn't interested in sex any more and basically he could care less what Brenda did. He had his life and she had hers.

Brenda also told me that she had her own place down here and she had herself transferred from her office in Southern California and that she was happy that she only had to make the trip back maybe only once every three months to check in with home office but other than that she lived at her nice condo.

The first time in which we would move closer intimately happened during one of the twelve week late night sessions. It was like the fourth week in and it was on a Wednesday and we had been working making preparations to give to one of the client's representiatives who was supposed to have shown up around 7 P.M. but who would end up being over an hour and a half late.

While we were waiting for him we had decided to order out and had just finished eating when Brenda took off her jacket and said with a soft moan "You know what, I could use a good neck and backrub right now."

Taking her cue, I came around behind her and began massaging her shoulders and neck 

"Mmmmm that feels so good sweetie," she said with a soft moan not thinking anything about it. "Keep it up."

As I continued to rub and massage her neck and shoulders, I moved down her back as she laid her head down on the desk with her head on top of her arms.

"Lower sweetie," she purred contently "Mmmmm yes that is so good."

Without thinking, she raised back up and leaned back so that her head was now against my chest. She looked up into my eyes and I knew she had that "Take me I am yours look" in her eyes and she put her hand on my face and we knew what the other wanted.

However, fate would not allow us to proceed but would make us wait because just as our lips were about to meet, the phone rang and jarred us back into reality. It was security calling saying that the client rep had arrived and was coming up to receive the preliminary budget reports and design specs.

Needless to say we, were disheartened but we made the best of it. We both were hoping that the client would leave as soon as he/she came but it turned out he was one of those "nerdy" types of people who insisted that we go over everything and seeing it was almost another hour before he left that pretty much had spoiled the mood for Brenda and me.

Not only had his arrival spoiled the mood, but it was his insistence that we all walk down to the car together as he wanted to try to make small talk. He was a little geeky man who wore black horn rimmed glasses and I guess he had no other life outside his work and tried his best to fit in. Being polite, we talked with him and finally we were rid of him but by this time, we were all tired and Brenda and I had no opportunity to pick up where we left off. 

Not knowing what to think about the possible awkwardness I didn't plan to say much and kind of expected Brenda to act as nothing had happened between us but I would get a pleasant surprise when I finally saw her the next morning.

"Good morning sweetie," she softly whispered in my ear and as she checked to see if no one was looking she softly kissed me on the lips and said with a smile" This is for last night."

Over the next six weeks plans had changed in that we still did late night sessions together but they were no longer just the two of us. Things shifted and the late night sessions would involve many people and we would hardly have any time alone together because they kept us running constantly.

However, Brenda much to my pleasant surprise kept her feelings known to me yet in subtle ways. She sent me cards and letters letting me know she was thinking of me and always signed them "With lust and Love, B."

She even sent me a single red rose to me however she signed it "Your loving secret admirer" and it happened that one of my co-workers saw it and kidded me about having a secret admirer but when I saw Brenda I knew it was her and I just responded to my co-worker and said "Yeah can't wait to meet her," and went on as I smiled at Brenda.

During this time Brenda would also ramp up her affections for me and made no secret that she wanted to "know me in the Biblical sense." One day she left a 10"x13"manilla clasp envelope in my office mailbox and a smaller envelope attached to it which read "Open first."

Inside the envelope she wrote her usual letter that she was thinking about me and as the letter closed she put a PS which read "Oh yeah sweetie, you may want to wait and open the attached envelope when you are alone," so I put it under all my stuff in my briefcase.

It wasn't until 11:30 that night when I got home to my apartment when I would have a chance to open it. I opened the clasps and inside was a letter and some pictures. The letter read " L-___-S-T,.... It's just not the same with out "U" and underneath it was written "Wishing you were here to pass the lonely nights with. Thinking of you with Love and Lust, B"

Inside were photos that had been obviously taken by a digital camera and printed out on 5x7 paper. These photos were various seductive poses of Brenda in some of her most revealing lingerie and a couple which were of her totally naked. 

One pose had her on her hands and knees on the bed, others had her laid out on the bed in different positions some with lingerie and one without but seductively covered by a blanket. The last pose was an 8x10 of her side ways naked one hand covering her breasts and the other her pussy.

It was obvious what Brenda wanted and couldn't wait until a break in the case so I could let her know how much I wanted to fuck her as well.

Fate would finally smile on us the last weekend. We had been working to almost 3 am in the morning that Friday night and we were the last in the office but seeing that we were tired and itching to get this over we both agreed to come back in the morning and put the finishing touches on it and take it to the printer final copies to be ready for Monday's big presentation.

We grabbed about 4 hours of shut eye and returned to the office shortly before 7:30. Our model layout of the overall development project which had been constructed by others on the design team had just been delivered to us and I was just taking the cover off of it and marveling over it when Brenda walked in.

Seeing that we were the only two left to work on this and pretty much everyone else was waiting on our final presentation before Monday everyone else had knocked off for the weekend.

Brenda dressed in a way that I had not seen her before. She came in "casual" in that she was wearing a low cut v-neck sleeveless tank top which was ribbed but you could definitely see her nipples through it and it was evident that she wasn't wearing a bra.

That wasn't the only provocative aspect of Brenda's outfit. She also had on a short light blue light weight denim skirt that hugged every curve of her ass and gave a marvelous glimpse of her nicely trimmed brownish blonde pussy. She would also be wearing sandals and was carried a bottle of Champagne so we could celebrate when we had finished everything.

We worked like bees for about 4 hours putting the finishing touches on everything from the multimedia slide show presentation, to making sure it worked properly and all proofreading it and the reports for errors and correcting them. Finally at about a quarter of two we had finished everything and the printer had arrived and delivered the final reports he had picked up only hours earlier and had every thing laid just so for Monday morning.

Not wanting to jinx anything we locked the conference room and grabbed the bottle of wine and went down to Brenda's office suite and locked the door.

Brenda popped the cork on the bottle and poured it out in the glasses she had brought with her We lifted our glass and toasted "Success" as we clinked our glasses together and drunk.

However for fun we decided to cross arms and drink that way as we stood close together each giving the other the drink. As I gave my glass to her it spilled and poured on her shirt but she just said "Oh what the hell," and went on.

We collapsed on the sofa as we sat side by side and Brenda said with an exhilarated tone "By God we did it."

"Amen sister," I replied as we gave each other a high five and as we were coming down from our euphoric high from having finished the project that is when fate smiled and the mood shifted to one of more intimacy.

"I gotta an idea sweetie," Brenda said with a sudden smile.

"What's that," I replied.

"Lets celebrate," she said as she sat up. "Let me show you everything that I have been wanting to show you ever since you got here We will start with dinner my treat then who knows from there"

"Sounds good," I replied and with that we sat back on the sofa and drunk some more Champagne.

"Mmmmm, you know what I could really use now honey," Brenda said with a lustful moan.

"What's that sugar," I replied. 

"I could use another one of your magic fingers back rubs," she said with a sultry voice laying back on the couch.

"Well I'm game" I replied "but you know what happened last time," I added with a smile.

"Who's to say that's all bad," Brenda said with a soft lustful moan. "Anyway no one's here and the office door is locked."

"What are we waiting for," I replied and with that we got down to business.

Brenda laid herself out on her desk as she took her top off. I crawled on top of her and began to massage her back and shoulders.

"Oh baby you're so fucking good," she purred as she turned her head to the side. "Lower baby. Do my entire body," and with that she reached back and unbuttoned her skirt, letting it fall to the side of the desk on to the floor. 

I made my way down her back past her butt to her legs and massaged her feet. She crooned with delight as my magic fingers worked there charm.

After I had done her feet, Brenda turned over on her back. Her inviting body called to me and I knew what she was hinting at and proceeded to satisfy her wonton desires.

I made my way up the inside of her calves and thighs not only with my hands but with my mouth as I kissed and nibbled the insides of the thighs.

"Mmmmm yes baby," she softly purred "Don't forget my sweet kitty. She is starving for some attention."  

 I reached my way to her warm pink inviting pussy and I inhaled her musky feminine scent. I softly placed my mouth on her pussy lips and gently kissed it.

Her womanhood was even sweeter than I imagined and I wasted no time in going down on her and eating her out like a starving mad man who hadn't seen food in ages.

"Oh god yes," Brenda lustfully moaned as she raised her body up grabbed my short brown hair and held my head there as she grinded her pussy against my face.

I could feel Brenda's pussy quiver and I knew it wasn't going to be long until I made her climax and sure enough within a mater of seconds Brenda's pussy began streaming it sweet creamy nectar forth like a fountain.

"Don't stop baby," Brenda moaned. "Make me cum again and again" and with that I spent the next 15 minutes going down on her using my tongue like a little cock and my fingers to bring her off to orgasm after orgasm..

After Brenda was more than satisfied, she raised up and kissed me and said "Oh baby, I don't know where you learned it but that is the best damn head job a man has ever given me"

I told her that when I was in college one of my girl friends at the time had taught me how to eat pussy and Brenda with a naughty smile said "Damn I would love to have known her."

"Now its my turn to return the favor sweetie" Brenda said as she sat on the edge of the desk. "Sit down her in my chair and let Brenda show you how an older woman can rock your world and I promise you once you experience it, you won't never want anything else" 

Brenda unbuckled my belt, unfastened, unzipped and pulled both my jeans and underwear completely off exposing my pulsating throbbing 8 inch cock. Taking it in her soft capable hands, she gently and lovingly gave me the best fucking blow job I had ever had in my life.

Putting her tongue at the edge of my helmet, she ran her tongue around the head of my cock then licked up and down the shaft as she played with my balls. At the same time she would stroke my cock to get it harder and harder.

I was so overcome by the feeling my head began to swim and I could feel my cock fill up with cum. Brenda sensing that I was on the verge of coming did something that I didn't know why at first she did but looking back I can understand why she did what she did. 

Brenda took my cock and squeezed it so that only a slight dribble of cum came out of my cock and she licked it up with her tongue and just smiled. Then she went all the way down on my cock and sucked me dry like a vacuum cleaner.

She sucked on my cock until I spewed my load and much to my surprise she drank it all down and didn't miss a drop. Most ladies I had been with would have gagged at the prospect of drinking down cum but Brenda revealed her motto as she said with a lustful devilish grin "Good girls suck but bad girls swallow".

It turns out that underneath that prim and proper professional businesswoman exterior, beat the heart of a trashy slut. Brenda would do things to my cock that you only thought a cheap two dollar whore would do but it didn't matter. Besides, I like my women a little trashy.

After she had cleaned all the cum from my cock she played with my balls some more and stroked my cock until I was good and hard again. Standing up she said with a husky sultry voice "Now cums the part I have been waiting for, to feel your massive tool deep inside my box as I ride you like the trashy little whore that I really am."

Without wasting any time, Brenda pulled of the yellow t-shirt I had been wearing and sat in my lap facing me and went all the way down on my cock with her tight pussy. I had imagined what this would feel like but mere words fail to even begin to describe the pleasures that I felt as her warm velvety pussy enveloped my cock while she slowly rode me.

Try to imagine if you will, 1000's of little satiny velvet fingers caressing the sides of your cock as the gently massage your manhood. The finest silk money could buy would feel like course sandpaper compared to the softness of her luscious sugar walls.

As we fucked we began to French kiss. Our tongues probed each other's mouths Brenda allowed me to suck on her tits as she continued to ride me.

I pulled her close to me as our hot sticky sweaty naked bodies rubbed together. During this time I sucked on her breasts. She just moaned with a breathy lustful voice saying "Oh yes baby let mommy nurse you."

I could feel my cum begin swelling up in my cock and I knew it wasn't going to be long until I exploded my load. I let Brenda know I was going to cum and she continued to ride me like it was no big deal and we continued until I spunked my massive load deep into her pussy.

"Oh baby you don't know how long I have waited for this," Brenda crooned

Brenda did something that took me by surprise in that she did something I would have never imagined She crawled on top of her desk on all fours and said with a lustful tone "Take me doggie style here on the desk"

With that invitation I wasted no time in thrusting my still hard cock into her pussy and slouching down on top of her as we proceeded to make it on her desk.

"Oh yes Dave" she moaned. "Make me your hot little slut."

It was that hot animalistic sex. We were fucking like two wild dogs in heat, Brenda on her hands and knees and me slouched over her body pounding her like a jack hammer.

As Brenda's next orgasm coursed through her body, she dropped to her elbows and grabbed the sides of the desk with her hands, She then arched her back and gasped for breath as the orgasm reached its peak and she climaxed flooding my cock with her sweet sticky cream.




Prime Time Pleasure Ch. 01



"Don't stop baby," she hollered. "Pound me like a whore"

I continued to hammer her hard and fast and she was really getting into it. I fucked her until we both came again and then she wanted it one more time but she wanted it slow and gentle and missionary style.

Brenda laid her sweaty body out on the desk and I laid my sweaty body on top of her and my cock sank into her slippery dripping wet cum soaked pussy. She then wrapped her hot little legs around my back and pulled me in as we fucked slow and intensely.

We fucked in that position for about 5-10 minutes and it wouldn't be long until both of us would cum in unison as our juices melted together in one gigantic erotic smoothie.

By now it was almost approaching 1:30 in the afternoon and Brenda said "Lets blow this joint honey and grab something to eat."

We took our cars and met at Brenda's placed then loaded up in my SUV, grabbed some food and headed for the mountain cabin Brenda had leased We spent the entire weekend at the cabin fucking, eating and just enjoying each other's company and celebrating our new union together.

Come Monday we gave the presentation and the client was happy and Brenda and I "celebrated" for the remainder of the week off the Mr. Douglas had given us back at the cabin.

As with all things, this eventually would come to an end and I would have to go back to Chicago and Brenda would stay in Phoenix. I have not forgotten her and she still writes me long lustful letters and on occasions comes to visit me about 3 times a year and we "make up for lost time" so to speak.

Since that time, I have found a world of older women whose carnal pleasures I have immensely enjoyed. Once you have savored the nectar of a ripe honeysuckle in the prime of its season, nothing else will do :) 















- 8 -

he pleasures of an older woman and ever since my "conversion" I have never looked back.

It all began with me about two years ago. I was 34 at the time had been dispatched by the large Chicago architecture firm I worked with to consult on the design phase of a large retail and residential development project that was being proposed in Tucson Arizona metropolitan area.

My part of the project was supposed to last any where from 16-24 weeks but would in reality last almost 30. Seeing that sometimes these kinds of projects lasted longer than expected I made arrangements with my younger sister to live at my house, seeing that she was just getting started and needed a place to stay.

I left Chicago in mid April wearing long sleeves and a light weight jacket and by the time I reached Phoenix that evening I had shed my jacket and rolled up my sleeves. I checked out my yellow Nissan Xterra from the rental car agency the company had arranged me to have and drove to the nice but modest 2 bedroom apartment the company had put me up in for the duration of the visit.

I grabbed a good night's sleep and reported for work the next morning. This would be when would first meet the mature vixen who would slowly seduce me, lure me into her web of carnal pleasures and teach me sensual secrets that no younger woman could even begin to fathom.

Her name was Brenda and she was a sensual and seductive 48 year old blonde temptress with the body and looks of a women maybe her late 30's at most. Standing about 5'8" tall with short sandy brownish-blonde hair, she measured 36C-24-34 and had the body of a goddess which was perfectly toned and any woman would give her soul to possess.

That morning when I arrived at the office building was like any other except for it was warmer than I had expected. I was used to 50's being the high this time of the year and here it was almost 70 degrees at 9:00 in the morning.

The first people I met was the project manager named Steve Wilson and the owner of the design firm Mr. Frank Douglas. Mr. Douglas was mot all what I expected for an executive to be. Instead of the "stuff-shirt, strictly business and nothing but by the book" types I had been used to, Mr. Douglas was quite the opposite. He was laid back and what you would almost call a "good ole boy" but in a good way in that he actually had a personality and was well liked.

The next person I would meet was Brenda and when I set eyes on her I was captivated by her. She looked at me and instantly I knew there was an attraction there but she had a way to keep it fairly well hidden.

All through the initial staff meeting I could tell she was checking me out and sensed an air of sensuality about her and she was definitely sending out signals to me enticing me into her web of carnal pleasures. 

We broke from the meeting and as we shook hands, Brenda's touch was "electric" and she smiled in the way that she was more than interested and when she said with a professional yet sensual tone "I can't wait to work more closely with you," I knew she was meaning more than just the project.

It would be about 6-8 weeks before Brenda and I would have our first time alone together and for the next ten weeks we would spend late nights together and towards the completion of the project on the final weekend we would spend late into a Saturday afternoon until it would be finally done.

During the ten weeks of our "late night sessions," Brenda would "let her hair down" so to speak and this was when I really got to know the real her. She would dress seductively yet professional yet she would be anything but professional in her personality. This was the time when she would cut up and show her true colors.

The third night we were together she asked me if I was married and revealed that even though she was married, it was pretty much a marriage in name only. Her husband was some old fogie who wasn't interested in sex any more and basically he could care less what Brenda did. He had his life and she had hers.

Brenda also told me that she had her own place down here and she had herself transferred from her office in Southern California and that she was happy that she only had to make the trip back maybe only once every three months to check in with home office but other than that she lived at her nice condo.

The first time in which we would move closer intimately happened during one of the twelve week late night sessions. It was like the fourth week in and it was on a Wednesday and we had been working making preparations to give to one of the client's representiatives who was supposed to have shown up around 7 P.M. but who would end up being over an hour and a half late.

While we were waiting for him we had decided to order out and had just finished eating when Brenda took off her jacket and said with a soft moan "You know what, I could use a good neck and backrub right now."

Taking her cue, I came around behind her and began massaging her shoulders and neck 

"Mmmmm that feels so good sweetie," she said with a soft moan not thinking anything about it. "Keep it up."

As I continued to rub and massage her neck and shoulders, I moved down her back as she laid her head down on the desk with her head on top of her arms.

"Lower sweetie," she purred contently "Mmmmm yes that is so good."

Without thinking, she raised back up and leaned back so that her head was now against my chest. She looked up into my eyes and I knew she had that "Take me I am yours look" in her eyes and she put her hand on my face and we knew what the other wanted.

However, fate would not allow us to proceed but would make us wait because just as our lips were about to meet, the phone rang and jarred us back into reality. It was security calling saying that the client rep had arrived and was coming up to receive the preliminary budget reports and design specs.

Needless to say we, were disheartened but we made the best of it. We both were hoping that the client would leave as soon as he/she came but it turned out he was one of those "nerdy" types of people who insisted that we go over everything and seeing it was almost another hour before he left that pretty much had spoiled the mood for Brenda and me.

Not only had his arrival spoiled the mood, but it was his insistence that we all walk down to the car together as he wanted to try to make small talk. He was a little geeky man who wore black horn rimmed glasses and I guess he had no other life outside his work and tried his best to fit in. Being polite, we talked with him and finally we were rid of him but by this time, we were all tired and Brenda and I had no opportunity to pick up where we left off. 

Not knowing what to think about the possible awkwardness I didn't plan to say much and kind of expected Brenda to act as nothing had happened between us but I would get a pleasant surprise when I finally saw her the next morning.

"Good morning sweetie," she softly whispered in my ear and as she checked to see if no one was looking she softly kissed me on the lips and said with a smile" This is for last night."

Over the next six weeks plans had changed in that we still did late night sessions together but they were no longer just the two of us. Things shifted and the late night sessions would involve many people and we would hardly have any time alone together because they kept us running constantly.

However, Brenda much to my pleasant surprise kept her feelings known to me yet in subtle ways. She sent me cards and letters letting me know she was thinking of me and always signed them "With lust and Love, B."

She even sent me a single red rose to me however she signed it "Your loving secret admirer" and it happened that one of my co-workers saw it and kidded me about having a secret admirer but when I saw Brenda I knew it was her and I just responded to my co-worker and said "Yeah can't wait to meet her," and went on as I smiled at Brenda.

During this time Brenda would also ramp up her affections for me and made no secret that she wanted to "know me in the Biblical sense." One day she left a 10"x13"manilla clasp envelope in my office mailbox and a smaller envelope attached to it which read "Open first."

Inside the envelope she wrote her usual letter that she was thinking about me and as the letter closed she put a PS which read "Oh yeah sweetie, you may want to wait and open the attached envelope when you are alone," so I put it under all my stuff in my briefcase.

It wasn't until 11:30 that night when I got home to my apartment when I would have a chance to open it. I opened the clasps and inside was a letter and some pictures. The letter read " L-___-S-T,.... It's just not the same with out "U" and underneath it was written "Wishing you were here to pass the lonely nights with. Thinking of you with Love and Lust, B"

Inside were photos that had been obviously taken by a digital camera and printed out on 5x7 paper. These photos were various seductive poses of Brenda in some of her most revealing lingerie and a couple which were of her totally naked. 

One pose had her on her hands and knees on the bed, others had her laid out on the bed in different positions some with lingerie and one without but seductively covered by a blanket. The last pose was an 8x10 of her side ways naked one hand covering her breasts and the other her pussy.

It was obvious what Brenda wanted and couldn't wait until a break in the case so I could let her know how much I wanted to fuck her as well.

Fate would finally smile on us the last weekend. We had been working to almost 3 am in the morning that Friday night and we were the last in the office but seeing that we were tired and itching to get this over we both agreed to come back in the morning and put the finishing touches on it and take it to the printer final copies to be ready for Monday's big presentation.

We grabbed about 4 hours of shut eye and returned to the office shortly before 7:30. Our model layout of the overall development project which had been constructed by others on the design team had just been delivered to us and I was just taking the cover off of it and marveling over it when Brenda walked in.

Seeing that we were the only two left to work on this and pretty much everyone else was waiting on our final presentation before Monday everyone else had knocked off for the weekend.

Brenda dressed in a way that I had not seen her before. She came in "casual" in that she was wearing a low cut v-neck sleeveless tank top which was ribbed but you could definitely see her nipples through it and it was evident that she wasn't wearing a bra.

That wasn't the only provocative aspect of Brenda's outfit. She also had on a short light blue light weight denim skirt that hugged every curve of her ass and gave a marvelous glimpse of her nicely trimmed brownish blonde pussy. She would also be wearing sandals and was carried a bottle of Champagne so we could celebrate when we had finished everything.

We worked like bees for about 4 hours putting the finishing touches on everything from the multimedia slide show presentation, to making sure it worked properly and all proofreading it and the reports for errors and correcting them. Finally at about a quarter of two we had finished everything and the printer had arrived and delivered the final reports he had picked up only hours earlier and had every thing laid just so for Monday morning.

Not wanting to jinx anything we locked the conference room and grabbed the bottle of wine and went down to Brenda's office suite and locked the door.

Brenda popped the cork on the bottle and poured it out in the glasses she had brought with her We lifted our glass and toasted "Success" as we clinked our glasses together and drunk.

However for fun we decided to cross arms and drink that way as we stood close together each giving the other the drink. As I gave my glass to her it spilled and poured on her shirt but she just said "Oh what the hell," and went on.

We collapsed on the sofa as we sat side by side and Brenda said with an exhilarated tone "By God we did it."

"Amen sister," I replied as we gave each other a high five and as we were coming down from our euphoric high from having finished the project that is when fate smiled and the mood shifted to one of more intimacy.

"I gotta an idea sweetie," Brenda said with a sudden smile.

"What's that," I replied.

"Lets celebrate," she said as she sat up. "Let me show you everything that I have been wanting to show you ever since you got here We will start with dinner my treat then who knows from there"

"Sounds good," I replied and with that we sat back on the sofa and drunk some more Champagne.

"Mmmmm, you know what I could really use now honey," Brenda said with a lustful moan.

"What's that sugar," I replied. 

"I could use another one of your magic fingers back rubs," she said with a sultry voice laying back on the couch.

"Well I'm game" I replied "but you know what happened last time," I added with a smile.

"Who's to say that's all bad," Brenda said with a soft lustful moan. "Anyway no one's here and the office door is locked."

"What are we waiting for," I replied and with that we got down to business.

Brenda laid herself out on her desk as she took her top off. I crawled on top of her and began to massage her back and shoulders.

"Oh baby you're so fucking good," she purred as she turned her head to the side. "Lower baby. Do my entire body," and with that she reached back and unbuttoned her skirt, letting it fall to the side of the desk on to the floor. 

I made my way down her back past her butt to her legs and massaged her feet. She crooned with delight as my magic fingers worked there charm.

After I had done her feet, Brenda turned over on her back. Her inviting body called to me and I knew what she was hinting at and proceeded to satisfy her wonton desires.

I made my way up the inside of her calves and thighs not only with my hands but with my mouth as I kissed and nibbled the insides of the thighs.

"Mmmmm yes baby," she softly purred "Don't forget my sweet kitty. She is starving for some attention."  

 I reached my way to her warm pink inviting pussy and I inhaled her musky feminine scent. I softly placed my mouth on her pussy lips and gently kissed it.

Her womanhood was even sweeter than I imagined and I wasted no time in going down on her and eating her out like a starving mad man who hadn't seen food in ages.

"Oh god yes," Brenda lustfully moaned as she raised her body up grabbed my short brown hair and held my head there as she grinded her pussy against my face.

I could feel Brenda's pussy quiver and I knew it wasn't going to be long until I made her climax and sure enough within a mater of seconds Brenda's pussy began streaming it sweet creamy nectar forth like a fountain.

"Don't stop baby," Brenda moaned. "Make me cum again and again" and with that I spent the next 15 minutes going down on her using my tongue like a little cock and my fingers to bring her off to orgasm after orgasm..

After Brenda was more than satisfied, she raised up and kissed me and said "Oh baby, I don't know where you learned it but that is the best damn head job a man has ever given me"

I told her that when I was in college one of my girl friends at the time had taught me how to eat pussy and Brenda with a naughty smile said "Damn I would love to have known her."

"Now its my turn to return the favor sweetie" Brenda said as she sat on the edge of the desk. "Sit down her in my chair and let Brenda show you how an older woman can rock your world and I promise you once you experience it, you won't never want anything else" 

Brenda unbuckled my belt, unfastened, unzipped and pulled both my jeans and underwear completely off exposing my pulsating throbbing 8 inch cock. Taking it in her soft capable hands, she gently and lovingly gave me the best fucking blow job I had ever had in my life.

Putting her tongue at the edge of my helmet, she ran her tongue around the head of my cock then licked up and down the shaft as she played with my balls. At the same time she would stroke my cock to get it harder and harder.

I was so overcome by the feeling my head began to swim and I could feel my cock fill up with cum. Brenda sensing that I was on the verge of coming did something that I didn't know why at first she did but looking back I can understand why she did what she did. 

Brenda took my cock and squeezed it so that only a slight dribble of cum came out of my cock and she licked it up with her tongue and just smiled. Then she went all the way down on my cock and sucked me dry like a vacuum cleaner.

She sucked on my cock until I spewed my load and much to my surprise she drank it all down and didn't miss a drop. Most ladies I had been with would have gagged at the prospect of drinking down cum but Brenda revealed her motto as she said with a lustful devilish grin "Good girls suck but bad girls swallow".

It turns out that underneath that prim and proper professional businesswoman exterior, beat the heart of a trashy slut. Brenda would do things to my cock that you only thought a cheap two dollar whore would do but it didn't matter. Besides, I like my women a little trashy.

After she had cleaned all the cum from my cock she played with my balls some more and stroked my cock until I was good and hard again. Standing up she said with a husky sultry voice "Now cums the part I have been waiting for, to feel your massive tool deep inside my box as I ride you like the trashy little whore that I really am."

Without wasting any time, Brenda pulled of the yellow t-shirt I had been wearing and sat in my lap facing me and went all the way down on my cock with her tight pussy. I had imagined what this would feel like but mere words fail to even begin to describe the pleasures that I felt as her warm velvety pussy enveloped my cock while she slowly rode me.

Try to imagine if you will, 1000's of little satiny velvet fingers caressing the sides of your cock as the gently massage your manhood. The finest silk money could buy would feel like course sandpaper compared to the softness of her luscious sugar walls.




Prime Time Pleasure Ch. 01



As we fucked we began to French kiss. Our tongues probed each other's mouths Brenda allowed me to suck on her tits as she continued to ride me.

I pulled her close to me as our hot sticky sweaty naked bodies rubbed together. During this time I sucked on her breasts. She just moaned with a breathy lustful voice saying "Oh yes baby let mommy nurse you."

I could feel my cum begin swelling up in my cock and I knew it wasn't going to be long until I exploded my load. I let Brenda know I was going to cum and she continued to ride me like it was no big deal and we continued until I spunked my massive load deep into her pussy.

"Oh baby you don't know how long I have waited for this," Brenda crooned

Brenda did something that took me by surprise in that she did something I would have never imagined She crawled on top of her desk on all fours and said with a lustful tone "Take me doggie style here on the desk"

With that invitation I wasted no time in thrusting my still hard cock into her pussy and slouching down on top of her as we proceeded to make it on her desk.

"Oh yes Dave" she moaned. "Make me your hot little slut."

It was that hot animalistic sex. We were fucking like two wild dogs in heat, Brenda on her hands and knees and me slouched over her body pounding her like a jack hammer.

As Brenda's next orgasm coursed through her body, she dropped to her elbows and grabbed the sides of the desk with her hands, She then arched her back and gasped for breath as the orgasm reached its peak and she climaxed flooding my cock with her sweet sticky cream.

"Don't stop baby," she hollered. "Pound me like a whore"

I continued to hammer her hard and fast and she was really getting into it. I fucked her until we both came again and then she wanted it one more time but she wanted it slow and gentle and missionary style.

Brenda laid her sweaty body out on the desk and I laid my sweaty body on top of her and my cock sank into her slippery dripping wet cum soaked pussy. She then wrapped her hot little legs around my back and pulled me in as we fucked slow and intensely.

We fucked in that position for about 5-10 minutes and it wouldn't be long until both of us would cum in unison as our juices melted together in one gigantic erotic smoothie.

By now it was almost approaching 1:30 in the afternoon and Brenda said "Lets blow this joint honey and grab something to eat."

We took our cars and met at Brenda's placed then loaded up in my SUV, grabbed some food and headed for the mountain cabin Brenda had leased We spent the entire weekend at the cabin fucking, eating and just enjoying each other's company and celebrating our new union together.

Come Monday we gave the presentation and the client was happy and Brenda and I "celebrated" for the remainder of the week off the Mr. Douglas had given us back at the cabin.

As with all things, this eventually would come to an end and I would have to go back to Chicago and Brenda would stay in Phoenix. I have not forgotten her and she still writes me long lustful letters and on occasions comes to visit me about 3 times a year and we "make up for lost time" so to speak.

Since that time, I have found a world of older women whose carnal pleasures I have immensely enjoyed. Once you have savored the nectar of a ripe honeysuckle in the prime of its season, nothing else will do :)



Prime Time Rescue



The thunderstorm had eased slightly but the rain was still very heavy as I turned my sports car off the highway and into the small country garage to refuel. I was between contracts and on my way home from a very welcome week’s break in the lovely alpine country in the north east of my state. As I got out of my car I noticed a large white station wagon painted with the logo of Channel Eight, one of the major television networks. The windscreen was missing from the wagon and three very wet people, two men and one lady, were having an animated discussion outside the garage’s office.

“Fill ‘er up?” The garage owner asked.

“Yes thanks, looks like they’re in a spot of bother.” I commented, pointing to the TV crew.

“Yeh mate, apparently they have to get some film to the city to go on tonight’s news, but the highway south is blocked and I can’t get a new windscreen for a couple of hours.”

“The highway’s blocked?” I asked.

“Yeh a semi jack-knifed in the rain and lost its load, nobody hurt thank god but you can’t get south.”

“What about through Strathbogle?” I asked hopefully.

“Yeh that should be ok, very slippery with all the rain, but looks like your car could handle it.” The garage owner grinned, “You know who the sheila is over there don’t you?”

I looked closely at the short, slim, bedraggled lady standing near the television wagon. “She does look familiar.”

“It’s Juanita Peters, you know from Prime Time, the current affairs show.” The garage owner completed filling my car. “She looks a bit different when she’s on TV.”

Juanita Peters! My heart leapt at the mention of her name, how many times had I mentally undressed the sexy, trim and so well spoken news reporter? I had a close look at the television star as I followed the owner to his small office and paid for the petrol. As I stepped outside I heard Juanita complaining loudly about how their exclusive footage would now miss that evening’s show. 

“Sorry to intrude but I may be able to help.” I said as I stopped beside the unhappy group. “I’m heading for town but I’ve only got one spare seat, it’s free if you want.”

The lovely Juanita smiled and said, “That’s very nice of you, but the road is blocked.”

“Yes I know, but I’m using an alternate road, over the hills, it’s longer but I should be there by about five.” 

“Oh my god, that would be great, I could take the tapes and with a bit of luck we would get it on the news.” Juanita shivered in the cold wind.

“No problem, I’d be glad to have company. You have a change of clothes?” I asked, secretly thrilled to be spending a few hours with the sexy reporter. “You don’t want to get a chill.”

“Yes, yes, give me five minutes and I’ll be ready, Duncan get the tapes please.”

Juanita grabbed a small suitcase from the wagon and rushed off to the rest rooms to change. Duncan retrieved the tapes and put them in my car, telling me that they had been on assignment for four days and the story would an exclusive if it made the news that night. I made space for Juanita’s suitcase and soon the TV star came rushing out in dry clothes. We jumped into my car, belted up and headed east through the rain on the winding road up to Strathbogle. Juanita told me that they had been on location for three days among the hop growing farms around Beechford and, thanks to a tip off, the crew was in the right place when the police swooped on a farm growing illegal marihuana. I loved the way she enunciated so clearly, speaking exactly as she did when on television with traces of an English accent. Juanita stopped talking after we passed through Strathbogle as the road surface turned to gravel and I started to slide the car sideways on the loose slippery surface. For a while she held on grimly to the grab handle but relaxed when she realised that I knew what I was doing and that we were relatively safe.

“Wow, that was fun.” Juanita said with a slightly forced laugh as I turned the car onto a sealed major road at the Berton junction. “You obviously love driving on dirt roads.”

“Yes I did a lot of it in my younger and wilder days.” I said as I glanced at the clock. “I reckon about two hours from here. With a bit of luck we’ll be at your studios just before five.”

“That’s wonderful, um oh I’m sorry, I’ve been so stressed with the delay I don’t even know your name.” Juanita apologized, “I’m so sorry, I’m really not that rude.”

“That’s ok Juanita, my name is Ron, so tell me, how did you get into television?”

For the rest of the drive Juanita and I chatted easily and gradually got to know some of each other’s history. My heart jumped again when I discovered we were both single as she had been divorced for two years. Some subtle questioning informed me that her television schedule made it difficult to make friends out of her work environment. I was wondering if she would consider seeing me again if I asked her out on a date? We had reached the suburbs when Juanita pulled out her mobile phone and contacted her boss at work. She arranged for a film editor to be waiting at the front door for the tapes and for the make-up and dressing departments to be ready for her arrival.

“Whew, it will be a rush but I think we will make it.” Juanita said as she finished the call. “Will you be able to see the news?”

“Yes, I’ll make it home in time.” I replied as I negotiated the heavy traffic. “Um, it’s along Hunt road and turn into Ballardigo street, is that right?”

“Yes, spot on Ron.” Juanita said, “Next on the left and then right at the next lights.”

A short time later I turned into Ballardigo street and saw the large television building up ahead.

“Thanks so much Ron, you must be my guardian angel, how can I ever thank you?”

“Have dinner with me one night?” I asked impulsively as I pulled the car up to the entrance.

Juanita waved to a guy waiting by the front doors and he ran over to the car and collected the tapes. The little lady with the messed up hair turned in her seat and looked at me as she considered my dinner request.

“You know Ron, I think I’d like that, can I call you?” Juanita looked genuinely pleased with my idea. “My expense account can pay, it’s the least we can do, have you a business card?”

“That’s great Juanita, I’ll look forward to it.” I replied as I slipped a card from my wallet and passed it to my new friend.

“I must rush, thanks so much Ron, I’ll call you.”

A day full of surprises turned even better as Juanita leaned across and kissed me full on the lips. She giggled at my look of shock, jumped from the car and ran quickly into the building. I was about to drive off when I remembered her suitcase so I parked my car and carried the bag into the building. I was explaining the situation to the receptionist when Juanita suddenly rushed into the foyer. Her worried look changed to one of instant relief when she saw me standing by the desk. 

“Oh my god, you’ve saved me again, my notes are in the bag.” Juanita gasped. “Oh what a day, see you soon.”

Juanita threw her arms around me and gave me another kiss before grabbing her bag and rushing off again. The receptionist looked amazed and gave me a conspiratorial smile as I thanked her and left for home. I couldn’t wipe the grin from my face as I drove home, stopping for some takeaway along the way. I sat eating my dinner and drinking a beer watching the television news with my VCR ready to tape every minute of Juanita. A shiver ran through my body when Juanita came on the screen with her exclusive. The makeup people had transformed my new friend and I literally drooled as Juanita presented her report of the police raid. Her messed up hair had been washed and styled and the makeup was just perfect. A pink blouse and red jacket that gave just a hint of her small perky breasts had replaced the casual clothes. Her report was delivered in her usual faultless manner without pauses or ‘umms” or “ahhs”. 

At the end of her four minute report I nearly fell off my sofa when Juanita said, ‘I would like to finish by thanking my Sir Galahad. Without his assistance this exclusive report would not have made it to air tonight.’

As the newsreader took over from Juanita I sat open-mouthed gazing in shock at the screen. The sports report had finished before I regained my composure and I replayed Juanita’s report and final comments several times.

The next day dragged by slowly as I waited for Juanita’s promised phone call and each call raised and then swiftly doused my hopes. By five o’clock I had just about given up hope of hearing from her and I was beginning to think that she had given me the flick. 

When the phone rang around seven thirty I was quite disconsolate but my mood changed instantly when I heard Juanita’s cultured voice. 

“I am so sorry for the late call Ron, but I was in production meetings all day.”

“That’s quite ok Juanita.” I lied. “I knew you would be busy.”

“Last night’s report was so well received we are making a thirty minute special about the drug scene.” Juanita explained as her voice instantly melted away my gloominess. “I am heading the show and it will go to air tomorrow night.”

“Congratulations and thank you for the Sir Galahad comments.”

“No thanks needed Ron, now how about dinner Friday night? Would that suit you?”

“Yes I’m free Friday.” I said trying to sound calm as if being invited to dinner by a television star was an everyday occurrence.

“Excellent.” Juanita purred. “I’m so looking forward to seeing you again.”

Juanita recommended a restaurant in the city that would normally have been way out of my price range but with the station paying I wasn’t going to complain. We arranged to meet there at seven and the conversation finished quickly as Juanita had to return to work. I hung up the phone delighted with the sudden upturn in my social life and looking forward to my date with the television star.

I thought about the upcoming dinner many times over the next few days and wondered how the evening would end after we left the restaurant. After one sleepless night I decided that I was getting unnecessarily stressed and decided to meet Juanita with no expectations and see how the evening turned out. I had my best suit dry cleaned and purchased a new shirt and tie for the evening. 

Friday evening finally arrived and after a shower and shave I dressed and drove into the city. The restaurant was at street level in a tall building with an underground car park and I arrived about twenty minutes early. After some window shopping along the city streets for fifteen minutes I took a deep breath, entered the restaurant and fronted up to the maitre’d.

“Good evening Sir, may I help you?” 

“Yes, I’m meeting Juanita Peters.”

“Ah, Mr. Williams!” The waiter beamed. “Yes sir, Ms. Peters is expecting you, please follow me.”

I followed the waiter along the plush carpet through the many tables to a quieter area at the back of the restaurant where Juanita was seated at a small table almost hidden behind some well-positioned screens. My stunning hostess rose to her feet when she saw me and held out her hand in greeting. Juanita was wearing a red round-necked woolen pullover that hugged tightly to her slim figure with a plain black skirt supported by a black belt.

“Nice to see you again Ron,” Juanita said with a smile that would melt any heart. “I’m so glad you suggested dinner.”

“Lovely to see you too Juanita.” I said as I sat opposite the little lady. “I feel honored to be here tonight.”

“Nonsense, if you hadn’t rescued me the footage would have been late to air so at the very least the station can buy you dinner.” Juanita smiled again. “But personally I enjoyed our chat in the car and I’ve been looking forward to seeing you again tonight.”

“That makes two of us, now would you like a pre-dinner drink?”

Drinks were ordered from the waiter and we chatted easily through the delicious entrée and the main course. I deliberately kept the topics of conversation off Juanita’s television work, preferring to learn more about her childhood, family and her overseas travel experiences. I noticed that she easily sidestepped any discussion of her marriage as she quickly moved on to another subject. We laughed a lot during the dinner and I found myself becoming more enamoured with my lovely companion with each passing minute. Juanita showed a genuine interest in my life and work and I wondered how the evening would end. We had finished our tasty desserts when Juanita’s smile was replaced with a serious expression.

“So tell me Ron, what are your expectations for the rest of tonight?”

I returned Juanita’s direct gaze and replied, “Expectations Juanita? My honest answer is I don’t have any.”

Juanita was silent in thought for a time before smiling and saying, “You know Ron, I believe you and thank you. Since my divorce everyone I have gone out with seems to think that I’m going to jump into bed with them.”

“I’m not saying that I haven’t thought about this exact situation, especially after you kissed me at the station.’ I smiled at the memory and continued. “But I am your guest and if I never see you again after tonight, I will always have great memories of our dinner and the time I have spent with you.”

“Ron, would you like to have coffee in my apartment? There is something I would like to discuss with you in private.” 

The question took me completely by surprise. “I’in your apartment, n’now?” I managed to splutter.

Juanita laughed, “Yes Ron, now. I live in this building, in the penthouse on the top floor.”

“Yes, thank you, I’d love to.” I replied as I managed to regain some composure.

“Excellent.”

Juanita rose from her chair and signaled to the waiter for our account. After she signed for the meal I followed my lovely companion from the restaurant to the envious glances and whispers of other diners. The elevator was waiting in the foyer and Juanita used her special key so we could be transported to her exclusive apartment. Juanita smiled reassuringly at me as the elevator whisked us up to the apartment and we stepped into her marble entrance hall.

“Through here Ron.” Juanita said as she led me into the huge living room. She kicked off her shoes and headed for the kitchen. “I’ll put the coffee on, make yourself at home.”

I removed my jacket and tie, wandered over to the large windows and gazed at the lights of the city spread out below. I was able to identify some of the better known buildings from the skyscrapers to the old heritage buildings and churches.

“Great view isn’t it?” Juanita’s voice made me jump as she padded silently up behind. “The rent is exorbitant but the view makes up for it.”

“It’s stunning.” I said. “Really lovely.”

“Aren’t you supposed to add ‘just like you’ when you say something like that?” Juanita giggled.

I blushed and replied, “Well to be honest I did think it.”

“But you were gentleman enough not to say it.” Juanita smiled up at me again. “Thanks Ron, I really like that in a man.”

Not for the last time that night I was lost for words as Juanita pointed out the lights of the television station and the transmitter towers high on the mountains to the east of the city. The lovely aroma of fresh coffee drifted in from the kitchen and I poured two glasses of port at the well stocked bar while Juanita fetched the steaming mugs. We sat on the large leather couch and I waited for my hostess to break the silence.

“Well here we are.” Juanita smiled uneasily.

“Yes we are, come on Juanita spit it out, what did you want to discuss?”

“Yes you are right, as you can see I’m not always the confident person you see on television.” Juanita sipped on her coffee and continued, “Well Ron, I was divorced just over two years ago and in that time I haven’t been to bed with any man or woman. I am straight but I’ve had plenty of offers from both sexes but the television industry is full of high egos and, dare I say it, wankers.”

I smiled and nodded as I wondered where this story was leading. 

“My ex is the only man I have ever had sex with and he was the typical ‘wham, bam, thank you Ma’am’ lover, although lover is the wrong word.” 

“You don’t want to be made love to, you want someone to make love with.” I said with influence on the last word.

“Oh that is so right Ron!” Juanita gulped and admitted, “I never had an orgasm with my husband in eight years of marriage.”

“Never?” The amazement was obvious in my expression and voice. “He never looked after you at all? Silly bastard.”

Juanita smiled at my comment and continued. “Ron what I want, no, what I need is a lover who will take care of me and also let me take care of him.” She blushed and looked down at the floor. “I’ve never experienced oral sex at all, my ex thought it was dirty.”

“Silly bastard.” I said again. “He doesn’t know what he’s missing.” 

Juanita continued to gaze at the carpet and remained silent as she sat wringing her hands in embarrassment.

“I bet his foreplay was to grab a tit and he always used the missionary position.” I said with a laugh to try and ease Juanita’s stress.

“God you are so right, were you watching?” Juanita smiled wanly as she looked up at me.

I moved closer, put an arm around her shoulders and hugged the shy little lady close to me. “Feel better now you have told me?” I asked. “I promise it will go no further.”

“Yes I do, I really do.” Juanita replied as she snuggled up close. “Thank you for listening and understanding, I do trust you.”

The room was silent for a couple of minutes so I took a deep breath and asked, “So what are we going to do about your problem?”

“Whatever you want special man.” Juanita said as she looked up at me and offered her lips for a kiss. 

“As long as it’s not in the missionary position.” I murmured as our lips met for a long sexy kiss.

I realised that Juanita was happy for me to take the lead so I placed a hand on her right thigh and moved it tentatively under her skirt. She spread her legs wider and whispered ‘please’ between one of our long kisses. That was all the encouragement I needed as I moved my hand up and over the top of her stockings to brush my fingertips against her pubic hair.

“No panties, you naughty girl.” I said as I touched Juanita’s pussy lips.

“I took them off in the kitchen, ohhhhhhhh God!”

I grinned at my sexy lover’s reaction as I pushed two fingers into the damp recesses of her vagina and started to use them like a cock. Juanita’s back arched off the couch as I moved my fingers in and out and she screamed incoherently as she quickly climaxed when I rubbed her clit with my thumb.

“Nobody has ever done that to me before.” Juanita gasped as I withdrew my hand from between her legs.

“Not even boys at school?” I asked as I slipped off the couch and knelt on the floor between her widely spread legs. 

Juanita shook her head from side to side in reply, moaning and closing her eyes as I placed my hands on the belt supporting the short black skirt. I quickly unbuckled the belt, pulled it out of the loops and slipped my hands around her back. I found and undid the button and as I pulled down the short zipper Juanita raised her hips enabling me to pull the skirt under her bum and off down her slim legs.

I sat back on my heels and broke contact with the sexy television presenter. As her eyes flew open I asked in a firm tone, “Take off your stockings and suspender belt.”

“Oh god yes.” Juanita moaned at my request.

Her nimble fingers unclipped the stockings and she quickly rolled the nylons down and off each leg. The suspender belt soon flew across the room and Juanita lay back looking expectantly at me. I leant forward, kissed her left knee and started to lick and kiss my way up the smooth thigh towards her pussy. I heard Juanita moan again as my lips moved away and back down to her right thigh where I licked slowly and sensually upwards again. As my mouth neared her pussy I slipped my hands under each buttock and lifted her to the edge of the couch. 




Prime Time Rescue



My tongue moved down to a sensitive spot on the inside of Juanita ‘s thigh where I teased her by licking, kissing and making designs with the tip of my tongue. I came close to her pussy then floated away as Juanita squirmed in anticipation. I licked the crease where her leg joins her pussy and then moved my head over her bush. Gently I brushed my lips over her slit, exciting my new lover so she raised her hips to my face, demanding more. I placed my lips right over the slit kissing gently, then harder. My tongue separated my lover’s pussy lips and as I spread her legs a little wider I ran my tongue up and down the layers of pussy flesh. Then I tongue fucked her, pushing my tongue into and out of her cunt, teasing her as once again she raised her hips, wanting more. My tongue rested and gently caressed Juanita’s clit and her legs shuddered as she approached her second climax. 

As I gently sucked on her clit Juanita cried out, “Ohhhhhh, this is fantastic, don’t stop Ron, don’t stop!”

I continued to lick and suck on my lover's clit and added to her pleasure by slipping two fingers into her pussy and slowly but surely bringing her into another screaming orgasm. Juanita collapsed back onto the couch with her eyes closed as she gasped air into her lungs. My head was spinning as I sat back on my heels and gazed in awe at my sexy lover. A few days ago I was one of many thousands of viewers who could only dream about being in my position. I clambered back onto the couch and hugged Juanita to me as she slowly regained her breath.

“Nobody has ever done that to me before.” Juanita giggled as she repeated her previous words. “God, what have I been missing out on all those years?”

“Plenty of time to make up for what you missed out on.”

“But I haven’t even touched you.” Juanita said as she reached down and squeezed my groin. “Hell, you’re still dressed.”

“That’s easily fixed.” I grinned as I stood and held out a hand. “In your bedroom.”

Juanita grinned as she placed a hand in mine and I pulled her to her feet. The little lady screamed with delight as I swept her up into my arms and carried her to the bedroom. A huge king size bed dominated the large room and I noticed that the covers were turned down. I sat Juanita on the edge of the bed, stepped back two paces and looked down at my sexy new friend who lay unashamedly with her legs spread wide apart.

“Nita, take off your pullover and bra.” 

“Nita! I love that name!” Juanita exclaimed.

She lifted the red pullover up and off over her head, shaking her hair back into position as she reached behind for the bra clip. Juanita smiled up at me as she removed the floral patterned bra revealing her small pert breasts with hard pointy nipples.

“My boss wants me to have implants.” Juanita sighed as she tweaked her nipples.

“Don’t you dare.” I said as I hurriedly removed my shoes and socks. “The natural look is better any day.”

“You don’t think they’re too small?” Juanita asked.

“Absolutely not.” I said as I removed my shirt. “I hate the look of implants.”

Juanita smiled her thanks of my response to her lovely breasts, licking her lips as she gazed at the bulge in my crotch. I quickly unbuckled my belt, dropped my pants to the floor and pushed my undies down allowing my erection to spring free. My sexy new friend growled deep in her throat as she spread her legs even wider.

“Not like that Nita, get up on your hands and knees.” I instructed. “No missionaries around here tonight.”

“Oh my god, yes Sir!” Juanita said with delight as she scrambled into position. “There are condoms in the drawer.” She added, pointing to the bedside table.

“It’s ok, I brought some of my own.” I laughed as I slipped a condom onto my cock. “Looks like we both planned ahead, just in case.”

I placed my hands on Juanita’s hips as I climbed on the bed and knelt directly behind the cutest little bum I had ever seen. Juanita moaned as I placed my hands between her thighs and moved her legs a little further apart. I took my erection in hand and rubbed the tip of it up against her rosebud, then moved it down over the perineum and rubbed it against the opening of her wet pussy. Back and forth I rubbed, from her labia to her anus, teasing and tormenting her. Juanita moaned, not knowing exactly what I had in mind. She soon found out as I moved my cock down and paused against the entrance to her pussy. One of her hands came back and directed my cock into her vagina as I pushed forward. She gasped as I held her hips, my dick now fully into her tight hole. I stayed motionless for a short time, both of us enjoying the different feelings we were experiencing. I slowly withdrew and then pushed back again, once again entering her to the hilt. Gradually the rhythm increased as I allowed Juanita to set the pace, moving back and forward as I endeavoured to stay still. Perspiration was dripping off my face onto Juanita’s back as I aspired to give this lovely lady a fuck to remember. Juanita screamed as we both reached a shattering climax and we collapsed panting onto the sheets holding each other tight as our breathing slowly returned to normal.

“Oh my, oh my Ron, another first for me,” Juanita said as she opened her eyes and blinked back a few tears.

“Quite a night for firsts, my first sex with a television star.” I joked.

“And not the last lover boy.” Juanita said quietly as she cuddled into my chest.

We lay silent for some time as I allowed Juanita to come to terms with her first shared intercourse. What an arse hole her ex-husband must have been to ignore her needs all those years. I was able to reach a box of tissues next to the bed and used some to wipe away the tears trickling down my lover’s cheeks. 

“Happy tears I hope?” I asked quietly.

“Very happy tears.” Juanita sniffed. “I never knew sex could be so fucking good.”

“Tsk, tsk, naughty girl, your viewers would be shocked to hear such language.” I grinned as I softly kissed my lover’s lips.

“Ohhhhhhhhhh!” Juanita cried in surprise as I rolled onto my back and pulled her on top of me.

“Thought you would like to be on top for once.” I laughed as we kissed again.

“Mmmmmmmm, it’s nice up here.” Juanita’s eyes welled up with more tears. “Thank you so much Ron darling, you are a real gentleman.”

“No more tears sweet Nita.” I smiled as I stroked her back and arse cheeks with my hands. “Sex is fun remember.”

Juanita lay her head on my chest and whispered, “I loved it when you told me what to do.” She paused and then continued, “Will you instruct me to suck you?”

“If that’s what you would like, of course I will, but I’m no porn star, I need a break ok?”

“He he, of course lover, I need to use the bathroom before we go much further anyway.”

“Ah the full bladder syndrome, coitus interruptus!” I joked as I gave Juanita a couple of light spanks on her cute bum. “Ladies first, off you go.”

Juanita pushed herself to a sitting position with her legs either side of my stomach. 

“You spanked me!” She said with a look of astonishment.

“I was only joking Nita, it was just in fun.” I was suddenly concerned that I had upset my wonderful new friend. “I won’t do it again.”

“No, no Ron, it’s ok.” Juanita’s face blushed bright red. “I, um, I have a fantasy about being spanked, I know it sounds silly but I feel I can be honest with you.”

Juanita looked away in embarrassment and I stopped her as she started to climb off me. My strong arms pulled her back down and I hugged her to my chest.

“So my sweet little television reporter wants to be spanked?” I chuckled and continued. “Such a naughty girl I rescued from the rain. Tsk, tsk. Yes I think a good spanking is just what you need.”

Juanita raised her head and looked at me wide-eyed. “You mean?”

“My dear Nita,” I said as I kissed her soft lips. “It would be my pleasure.”

Juanita’s puzzled expression changed to one of delight. “Yippee! Oh what a night I’m having, god I’m so glad that windscreen broke.”

“Go use the bathroom.” I said as I gave her bum a firm spank. “Now naughty girl.”

“Oh! Yes Sir!” Juanita poked her tongue out at me then bounced off the bed and into the bathroom.

I lay on the bed and grinned as I listened to the girlish giggles coming from the bathroom. The sudden ringing of Juanita’s cell phone on the bedside table interrupted my thoughts about our wonderful evening. 

Juanita came running out of her bathroom with a look of annoyance and grabbed her phone. “Hello, yes, what do you want Alex?” A long pause and then, “No, I’m not coming in, someone else can do the report or I’ll do a voice-over tomorrow afternoon before the news.” Juanita rolled her eyes at me as she listened again. “No Alex, tell the boss I said to go screw himself and don’t ring me again tonight, goodbye.”

“Different priorities for a change?” I asked.

“Very different and more important,” Juanita said as she switched her phone to message bank. “Back in a sec lover, just wanna brush my teeth.”

I jumped off the bed, followed my sexy lady into the bathroom and dropped the used condom into a wastebasket. As I stood relieving the pressure in my bladder I was aware of Juanita giggling as she watched me.

“What’s so funny?” I asked as I shook off the last drops.

“I’m just laughing at myself cause that’s another first for me, I’ve never seen a man piss before.” Juanita giggled again then completed brushing her teeth. “I wanted to get all the taste of the food and drink out of my mouth before I taste you.” Juanita explained with a shiver of anticipation as she stepped away from the basin.

“Here’s another first for you.” I said as I moved to the basin. “Man washing hands and cock.”

Our laugher echoed loudly in the large tiled bathroom as Juanita watched intently while I washed the cum from my penis. After drying with a large towel I scooped the little lady up in my arms and carried her back to the bed. I propped myself up on an elbow and caressed Juanita’s perky little breasts as we lay side by side.

“Oh that feels lovely.” Juanita shivered as I gently tweaked a nipple. “You make me feel so special lover man.”

“You are special and I love being here with you.” I leaned over and we exchanged a long sexy kiss. “Ready for your cock sucking lesson?”

Juanita licked her lips and smiled nervously. “Ready as I’ll ever be lover boy.”

“No pressure, just take your time honey.” I said as I lay back on the sheets. “I guess cock sucking is like pussy licking, it takes practice. So just take your time and make your own pace. Oh, and you don’t have to swallow, I’ll guide you but do what you want, ok?”

“Thanks hun but I want to taste your cum, you’re not expecting deep throat are you?” Juanita sounded worried as she moved to kneel beside my hips.

“Of course not Nita, it’s over-rated anyway.” I laughed as I tried to relax my nervous friend. “Just do what you feel comfortable with, ok?”

“Thanks Sir.” Juanita took a deep breath and looked down at my limp cock. “What should I do first?”

“Why don’t you start by feeling my balls.” I said as I relaxed back into the pillows.

Juanita smiled as she hesitantly reached out and gently touched my scrotum where her fingers tentatively traced the shape of my testicles.

“Oh they’re so smooth.” Juanita said with delight as she squeezed my left ball.

“Careful baby, they’re very sensitive, if you want to see a grown man cry, hurt his balls.”

“Oh I would never do that, unless in self defence.” Juanita giggled. “Oh look he jumped.”

“Why don’t you stroke him a bit?”

Juanita moved her right hand and cautiously wrapped her fingers around the shaft. Her eyes were shining with excitement as she began to gently stroke my cock up and down.

“Oh yes, he’s growing.” My sexy friend purred. “He, he, look at the veins standing out.”

“That’s the blood flowing in and making it hard, ohhhhh that feels good Nita.”

“Does it really?” Juanita said excitedly as she watched my arousal. “Oh look how smooth the knob is.”

Juanita continued to stroke my cock using both her hands, her smile growing wider as I achieved full erection.

“See how clever your hands are baby, now it’s time to use your tongue. I want you lick from my balls to the tip, make it all nice and wet. Just pretend you’re licking an ice cream.” 

Juanita shuddered at my instructions but still managed to joke, “Looks more like a wopsicle than a popsicle.”

I chuckled as my sexy friend licked her lips and tentatively placed her tongue at the base of my shaft. Slowly she moved her tongue up to near the knob then sat back a little and looked at the wet streak. Juanita smiled at me as she bent and licked again and again, carefully ensuring that her saliva covered all of my hard cock. 

“Good girl, you’re doing well,” I encouraged, “Now lick the knob.”

Juanita shivered and held my cock upright as she applied her tongue gently to the head of my cock. She was obviously gaining confidence as her tongue swirled in circles around my knob. My beautiful cock sucking virgin jumped back when I moaned with pleasure at the feelings she was producing.

“It feels wonderful Nita, don’t stop baby.”

“Oh look, your starting to cum!” Juanita said excitedly as her hand stroked up and down.

“No, it’s just a bit of pre-cum, lick it off my little cock sucker.”

Juanita grinned at my last words and bent her mouth down to my cock. Cautiously the tip of her tongue touched my pre-cum and licked a little onto her lips. Seemingly accepting of the unusual taste Juanita licked the rest of the pre-cum into her mouth and then played the tip of her tongue in the hole. She giggled at her daring movement and looked at me again for further encouragement.

“Take the knob in your mouth honey, just between your lips and try sucking.”

Juanita nodded, opened her mouth wider and slowly eased the head of my penis between her lips. I felt her teeth scrape the skin and then move away as she adjusted her mouth to the intrusion. Juanita moaned as she started to suck on the knob as I watched her cheeks moving in and out. Keeping the head of my cock in her mouth Juanita turned her head and looked at me as I placed a hand on the top of her head. As I pushed down firmly she shivered, closed her eyes and allowed my cock to fill more of her mouth. 

“Keep sucking darling.” I instructed as wonderful sensations flowed from my cock through the nerves of my body.

Gurgling sounds came from Juanita as my hand started guiding her head up and down. After a short time I removed my hand from my lover’s hair, letting her set the pace and adjust her breathing to the rhythm. Juanita’s head bobbed up and down and she was soon allowing more than half my cock to invade her mouth. My sexy lover was a wonderful sight as she knelt beside me sucking enthusiastically on my shaft. Try as I may I could not stop my natural reaction to Juanita’s enthusiastic sucking and I could feel the rapid approach of my climax. 

“Ohhhhhh I’m getting close baby.” I moaned as my cock jerked in Juanita’s mouth.

My lover’s head continued to bob up and down and I laughed as Juanita clenched a fist and gave me the thumbs up signal. I let nature take over and a short time later my back arched and my hips jerked off the bed as a powerful orgasm shuddered through my body. Juanita squealed as my cum spurted but she kept her lips around my cock and sucked the sperm into her mouth. My body was shaking and I was moaning unintelligible noises as I collapsed back onto the bed. I managed to keep watching Juanita as she milked my cock with a hand while licking the cum as it oozed from the hole. As I lay panting on the damp sheet Juanita looked at me with a somewhat evil grin as she licked her lips and swallowed the sticky goop. Her hand kept masturbating my now limp cock and Juanita almost looked disappointed as the cessation of the trickle of cum. My sexy sweetheart kissed the knob, sat back on her heels and grinned at me as she continued to savour the taste in her mouth.

“I know, I know,” I panted, “Another first for my sexy cock sucker.”

“Mmmmmmmmm it certainly was sexy man.” Juanita purred as her eyes twinkled with excitement. “Oh my god, when you pushed my head down, I almost came on the spot.”

I just lay back and grinned at the overjoyed little lady kneeling with her knees spread wantonly and her hard-nippled perky breasts rising and falling with her breathing. Juanita moaned and moved a little closer as I reached out and used my fingertips to tickle her damp pussy. She placed her hands on the sheets behind her for support as I pushed a single finger into the dampness and slowly moved it in and out.

“Don’t cum yet!” 

“Ohhhhhhh hell!”

“Wait until I tell you.” 

Juanita closed her eyes and groaned loudly at my instruction as she fought to hold off her impending climax. I continued to masturbate my turned-on lover for another thirty seconds or so before withdrawing the finger and giving Juanita’s pussy three quick soft back-handed slaps.

“Cum Nita, cum!” I shouted, albeit one or two seconds too late.

Juanita screamed and collapsed backwards as another powerful orgasm shuddered through her sexy little body. I moved quickly and scrambled around to lie beside her glowing figure as she lay shaking and moaning. I wiped some of the perspiration from Juanita’s face then pulled her back into me to cuddle while she regained her breath. 

“I feel so safe lying in your arms.” Juanita said quietly after a few minutes. “This has been an amazing night, I feel like a teenager discovering sex for the first time.”

“It’s been amazing for me to Nita.” I said as I kissed her shoulder.

“Can I lie on top of you again?” 

I answered by releasing my hold and swivelling around to lie with my head on a pillow and my arms spread wide. Juanita grabbed the top sheet and pulled it with her as she scrambled to lie happily with her head resting on my chest. I pulled the sheet over the top of us as we lay secure in our dimly lit tent-like world.

“Happy?” I asked as I wrapped my arms around Juanita’s slim figure and stroked her back.

“Mmmmmmm over the moon lover boy, how can I ever thank you?”

“Let me stay the night?”

“Don’t you dare try and leave, I want you inside me again in the morning.”

“That sounds wonderful,” I chuckled. “And exactly what part of your sexy body would you like me inside?”

“Wherever you want Sir.” Juanita raised her head and looked straight at me. “Ron I loved it when you told me what to do, it was so exciting. Can I ask you something?”

“Of course you can Nita.”

“When you rubbed your cock against my arse hole were you serious or joking?”

“I was teasing you honey, I would never try anal sex without your knowledge and anyway, it needs preparation first.”

“Preparation?” Juanita shivered.

“Lubrication honey, the rectum has no natural juices, unlike your delicious pussy.” I laughed as I guessed the answer to my next question. “Are you interested in trying it?”

“Oh my god, it scares me to death.” Juanita said, “But yes, maybe one day we could try it.”

“Ok, we’ll try it some day, but let’s concentrate on the now. Tell me how you feel about your first oral.”

Juanita laid her head back down on my chest and shivered at her memories. “When you went down on me, oh that was sooooooo good. But when you directed me to suck your cock, that was sooooooo thrilling, exciting, wonderful, marvellous. The feel of your cock sliding in and out of my mouth,” Juanita paused for a few seconds, “I can’t find the words to describe it.”

“A TV reporter lost for words!” I over-emphasised my shock.

Juanita giggled, “Yeh must be another first for me, it was great Ron, just great and I want to do it again tomorrow.”

“And you will naughty girl, that’s a promise.” I replied and yawned. “I don’t know about you sweetie but I’m a bit tired, it’s been a busy week.”




Prime Time Rescue



Juanita moved a little further up my body and we kissed deeply before she rolled off and snuggled in against me. 

“I’ve been well and truly fucked by a wonderful man and I feel happier tonight than I have for years. Thank you, sleep well lover boy.”

“Goodnight naughty girl, sweet sexy dreams.”

Juanita was still sound asleep when I awoke the next morning so after using the toilet I crept out to the kitchen and put on a fresh brew of coffee. I stood looking out of the kitchen window at the view of the city as my mind wondered about the amazing little lady who had suddenly come into my life. My reverie was suddenly interrupted by a loud scream of ‘Nooooooooo’ from the bedroom.

I ran quickly through the apartment to find Juanita sitting on the edge of the bed panting hard with a hand against her chest.

“What’s the matter?” I asked as I sat beside the worried looking little lady.

“Oh Ron, I woke up and for a few seconds thought you had gone.” Juanita shuddered and then giggled. “Then I saw your clothes on the floor and realised you were still here. I just got a fright that’s all.”

“Hey it’s ok baby.” I replied as I hugged her to me. “You can’t get rid of me that easily.” I paused and continued. “Besides I still owe you a spanking.”

Juanita shivered. “Oh I hope I can stand it.”

“If it starts getting too much you say the safe word amber and I’ll ease off, say red and I’ll stop immediately, ok? 

“That’s a relief lover man, I know I can trust you. Can I smell coffee?”

“Yep, should be just about brewed.”

“Great, I’ll be there in a minute.” Juanita kissed my cheek and ran into the bathroom.

I returned to the kitchen and poured two mugs of coffee. Juanita joined me and we stood with an arm around each other sipping the coffee as we gazed out the kitchen window. 

“I hope that nobody can see in here.” I enquired.

“He he,” Juanita giggled. “No, we are safe, the reflective film keeps prying eyes out, I tested it before I signed the lease.”

“Just as well after last night.” I laughed. “We don’t want our photos in the press with my head between your legs.”

Juanita laughed and we reminisced about our wonderful evening as we finished the coffee. I placed the empty mugs in the sink then suddenly grabbed Juanita and lifted her onto the kitchen bench beside the sink. She grinned as I stood between her wide spread legs and we kissed passionately as I hugged the sexy little lady to me. Juanita moaned and leant back as I kissed slowly down her neck to her lovely little breasts. I placed my lips around a nipple, sucking gently on the hard little teat as Juanita wriggled on the bench. I had a sudden idea and Juanita looked surprised as I let go and walked over to the refrigerator. I found an ice cube in the freezer and walked back to my bemused lover.

“Oh GOD!” Juanita yelped as I placed the ice cube directly on a nipple.

I rubbed the ice in circles around both breasts with emphasis on the hard little nipples. Juanita was moaning loudly from the new sensations and her eyes opened wider as I slid the cube lower, over her navel to her pussy where I pushed it into her slit.

“Arrrrggggghhhhhh! Shhhhiiiiiiit!” 

I pushed the cube deep into Juanita’s vagina and quickly placed my mouth against her labia. Juanita started shaking as I tongued and slurped at the cold juices dripping from her slit. I wrapped my arms around my sexy lover and concentrated my efforts on her clit. Naturally it wasn’t long before Juanita moaned loudly as the orgasm shuddered through her lovely figure. I looked up and grinned at my sexy lover as she shook her head from side to side in disbelief. I stood upright and we kissed deeply as Juanita tasted her love juices on my lips.

“Oh God, you’re amazing.” Juanita purred as I hugged her to me.

I just grinned and pulled her off the bench into my arms. Juanita’s slender figure looked like a teenager’s as I carried her back to her bedroom. 

“My Nita has been a naughty girl.” I said as I sat on the bed still holding her in my arms. “Having sex in all these different positions, tsk, tsk.”

“Don’t forget I sucked your cock too.” Juanita giggled as she looked up at me from my lap.

“You know what happens to bad girls?” I asked as I tried unsuccessfully to keep a serious expression.

“I get spanked?” Juanita asked hopefully.

My reply was to turn my naughty girl over so she was lying across my thighs. I rubbed her lovely arse cheeks and Juanita moaned as I spread her legs wider apart.

“What are the safe words?” I asked as I stroked Juanita’s back.

“Ummmmm, harder and stop?” Juanita giggled.

The giggle turned to a cry of surprise as I gave her two smart smacks.

“Owwwwww! That stings.”

“Now miss smarty pants, what are the safe words?”

“Amber and red.” The cheekiness had suddenly gone from Juanita’s voice.

“That’s better naughty girl, you ready?” I said as I fondled her cheeks.

“Ready as I’ll ever be, not too hard Ronnie please.”

“Call me Ronnie again and I’ll use a strap on you.” I said with mock hostility.

“Ok. Ok, I’m sorry, I’ll never call you that again, I promise. Just get on with it please honey.”

I raised my hand and started to spank softly and slowly without any sting at all. Juanita did not know that spanking was new to me too but I could not deny the feeling of power as I held my lover over my lap. Juanita wriggled a little but was silent as I gently warmed her cheeks and upper thighs. 

“Mmmmmmm I like this.” Juanita purred as I slowly increased the impact of the spanks on her tight little bum.

I could feel slight stinging each time my hand landed and Juanita’s ‘ouches’ and “oww’s” told me that the spanks were having the desired effect. I decided to test the waters and interspersed the occasional hard spank among the lighter ones. Each time the harder spank landed Juanita jumped in my lap and used language that she could never use on television. I grinned as the wonderful scent of a turned-on lady wafted to my nostrils. Each spank was fairly firm now and I could see Juanita ‘s white skin changing to a tinge of pink. 

‘Spank’ - “Owwwww.”

‘Spank’ - “Yikes!”

‘Spank’ - “Oh God!”

Juanita’s legs were kicking and she was wriggling and jumping on my lap each time my hand landed on her lovely arse. My hand was stinging quite noticeably and I knew that her pink cheeks must have been stinging too. 

‘Whack!’ - “Nooooooo!”

“You have been a naughty girl Nita!”

‘Whack!’ - “Stttttttoppp please!”

“And this spanking is long overdue.” I was really getting into the scene now.

‘Whack!’ - “Owwwwww!”

“I can see that will need regular spankings to bring you into line.”

‘Whack!’ - “Yaaaahhhhhhhh! No more please Ron.”

“It’s no good pleading Nita, you must take your punishment.”

‘Whack!’ - “Nooooooooo stop, please stop!”

I stopped, rubbed my hand over her warm arse cheeks and whispered, “The safe words will stop me, are you ok?”

“Oh God yes, keep going, I love it!” Juanita yelled.

My answer was a series of hard whacks that had Juanita bouncing vigorously on my lap and yelling loudly.

“It seems that you are enjoying this too much.” I said as I managed to reach over and grasp Juanita’s hairbrush from the bedside table. “Let’s see how you like this”.

‘Swat!’ - “Owwwwwwwww!!”

“A good dose of the hairbrush is what you need young lady”.

‘Swat!!’ - “Ohhhhhhhh nooooooo!”

“Your arse looks so good in its new pink colour.”

‘Whack, whack, whack!’ The hairbrush landed firmly three more times with stinging hits that had Juanita sobbing against the sheet.

“Amber, amber!” 

I eased off a little and administered five more stinging whacks with the hairbrush. To my surprise Juanita’s body started to shake violently as if she was approaching orgasm. Hoping I was doing the right thing I turned the hairbrush over and rubbed the smooth handle against her pussy lips. All of Juanita’s muscles tensed and then my lover’s figure spasmed as a powerful orgasm swept through her body. I dropped the brush on the floor and held her shaking body tight on my lap as she moaned loud unintelligible sounds. I was absolutely amazed at the power of Juanita’s climax as waves of pleasure continued to flow through her perspiring body. As Juanita calmed a little I turned her over in my arms and eased her sore bottom slowly onto the sheets. My lover opened her eyes and looked at me in wonder as I lay down beside her as she continued to gasp air into her lungs.

“Wow, you are amazing.” We both said in unison, laughing at our mutual thought.

“I’ve read about orgasms from spanking but never expected it.” Juanita panted as she hesitantly touched her arse. “Oh it’s so hot.”

“So are you sexy Nita.” I said as I leant over and kissed her tenderly.

“Mmmmmm that’s nice.” Tears welled up again in Juanita’s eyes. “I can’t believe this is happening to me lover boy.”

“Don’t say that love, just accept that unusual circumstances brought us together,” I paused as I sought the right words. “And I hope that it’s for a long time.”

“Me too sweetie and I’ll try not to let work interfere too much.” Juanita smiled wistfully, “But I do have to go in before lunch, I have some more research to do on the drug scene and I’m reading the six o’clock news this weekend.”

“It’s only nine, plenty of time darling.”

“Yes there is and I want you inside me again, just let me rest a bit, ok?”

“I’m in your hands.” I replied with an evil grin as I cuddled closer to Juanita.

“Oh I want you in other places than my hands.” My lover giggled and then looked serious. “Can I ask you something?”

“Of course, what’s up?” 

“Can I keep our friendship separate from work as much as possible? I know men get a kick out of being seen with someone famous, it’s great for their egos.” Juanita smiled up at me. “And I also know I can’t keep you secret, you only had to look at the faces in the restaurant last night. The gossip columns will soon have ‘who is the new man in Juanita Peters’ life?’ so be prepared for cameras and questions. Don’t think I won’t be proud to be seen with you, exactly the opposite. But for as long as possible can it just be you and I please?”

“Nita, don’t look so worried.” I said with a reassuring smile. “I love being with you but I know that one great night doesn’t make for a long term relationship. We’ve both been hurt in the past and I’m happy to take it slowly.” I laughed and grinned. “Having said that you’re going to have trouble getting rid of me, I’m having too much fun.”

Juanita rubbed her bottom again and grinned as she pushed herself off the sheet and knelt beside me. “Me too, can I suck your cock again please Sir?”

I collapsed back on the bed. “How can I refuse such a delightful request from the sexiest lady on television?”

“Do you really mean that?” Juanita questioned. “I’m the sexiest lady on TV?”

“By far sweet Nita, I worshipped you long before we met. You are a beautiful and sexy lady.” 

“You are so good for me Ron.” Juanita smiled and then giggled, “Have you ever ummm, you know, have you ever, ummm, while thinking about me?”

“Got a stiffy? A hardon? Played with myself? Masturbated? Wanked?” I laughed at Juanita’s expression. “You say the word and I’ll tell you.”

“Pfffft!” Juanita stuck her tongue out at me and then burst into a fit of giggles. “Ok, you’ve quadrupled my sex positions so I’d better extend my language.” Juanita bent down and whispered in my ear. “Have you ever wanked while thinking about me.”

I nodded my reply, wondering where this was leading.

Juanita continued to whisper. “Hmmmmm, so tell me my sweet man, if I suck your cock and make it hard, can I put it in my cunt and ride you?”

“Juanita Peters! Such language! I am shocked, I can see you will need extra spankings!”

“Oh I sure hope so big boy.” Juanita’s tongue tickled in my ear. “This dirty talk has made your sexy girl so hot again, are you ready to go?”

“I’ll be starting without you if you don’t get a move on.”

“Mmmmm one day I’d like to watch you wank, while you watch me.” Juanita giggled as she leant over to the bedside table and grabbed a condom. “Man I’ll be glad when we can stop using these.”

“I’ll have blood test on Monday,” I said. “Come on baby, suck me hard.”

There was no hesitation this time as Juanita purred like a little kitten and kissed the head of my cock. She opened her mouth wide and took nearly all of my limp cock into her mouth. Our eyes met and I laughed as Juanita winked at me as she started to suck on my shaft. I relaxed as the blood started to flow through the veins in my cock making it enlarge in my lover’s mouth. Juanita adjusted her position to bob her head up and down and I blessed her short haircut as I watched my novice cock sucker in action. Naturally I was soon rock hard and I was sorely tempted to let Juanita continue until I came in her mouth. 

But I remembered Juanita’s words of wanting to ride me so I tapped her shoulder and said, “That’s enough baby, time to climb on board.”

Juanita raised her head and nodded at me before licking and kissing the shiny knob of my cock. After rolling on the condom she scrambled into position with her feet straddling my hips, squatting with her pussy directly over my cock. Juanita’s shining eyes looked directly into mine as she reached down and grasped hold of my cock. My sexy lover groaned as she lowered her body and guided my cock into her tight little pussy. Wonderful sensations flowed through my body as I watched my cock slowly disappear from my sight. 

“Ohhhhhhhhhh daaaarrrrrrling!” Juanita moaned as she sat with my cock fully inserted in her vagina.

I reached out and caressed Juanita’s hard nipples with the palms of my hands then I squeezed my fingers into her firm little breasts. I had never seen a sexier sight; Juanita had her eyes closed as she started to sway on my cock. Amazing sensual sensations were flooding from my cock through my body as my sexy lover rocked gently for several minutes. Almost imperceptibly Juanita started to move up and down on my cock and my hips automatically thrust up to meet her downward movements. Soon Juanita was bouncing up and down on my cock and we were both perspiring as our orgasms rapidly approached. Juanita had her eyes shut tightly and she was shouting almost unintelligible sounds with each thrust of my hips. With my hands gripping the sheet I held on as long as possible but the tightness of Juanita’s pussy accelerated my inevitable climax. Almost immediately Juanita shrieked as her another powerful orgasm shuddered through her glowing figure. Her back arched then she collapsed down onto my chest, gulping in air as waves of pleasure continued to flow through her body. For some minutes Juanita and I lay in silence as we slowly regained our breath. I stroked her back and waited for my sexy lover to speak.

Juanita finally raised her head, looked at me and said, “Wow.”

“A TV journalist with a one word sentence, that’s a first.” I replied with a grin.

“Another first for me?” Juanita giggled as she moved higher on my chest and kissed me. “Maybe it is, but it sure sums up that fuck.”

“It sure does baby,” I said as we kissed again. “Pity you have to go to work.”

“It’s part of my life Ron, and I hope that you are too.” Juanita said in a serious tone.

“Oh I am for sure,” I said hurriedly. “I just want to spend the rest of the day with you, that’s all.”

“How about lunch tomorrow?” Juanita suggested. “Do you know a quiet pub anywhere?”

“Yes I do, about an hour from town, but don’t you have to work?”

“Yes lover, but as long as I’m at work by four o’clock I’ll be fine. Could I leave my car at your place in the morning and we go for lunch?”

“Of course honey.” I replied with a smile. ”Now how about a shower before you go to work?”

“Mmmmmm that sounds nice.” Juanita said as she rolled off my chest onto the bed. “I certainly need to freshen up after last night and this morning.”

I bounced off the bed and Nita screamed with delight as I picked her up and carried her to the bathroom. We laughingly enjoyed a fun filled shower as we thoroughly washed each other’s bodies. After towelling each other dry I left to dress while Juanita used the electric drier on her hair. 

Juanita returned to the bedroom and I watched the sexy little lady as she opened her undies drawer.

“Look at all the red and black.” I commented as I finished buttoning my shirt.

“My favourite football team.” Juanita grinned as she slipped into a small black bra.

“The Bombers? Mine too, do you ever have time to go to a match?”

“Oh yes, I go whenever I can, the station has a one of those super boxes, food and drink laid on. Would you like to come with me sometime?”

I grinned at Juanita as she pulled on a black thong. “Nita my sweet,” I said with an evil laugh, “I want to cum with you every chance we get, and the football too.”

“Naughty boy.” Juanita giggled. “Maybe tomorrow after lunch?” She walked over to the robe and selected a floral dress. “I want to get to know you intimately Ron, both emotionally and physically, I’m praying that you are the missing link in my life.” 

“I hope so too Nita.” I said as I finished dressing. “I’ll be doing my best to make our times together as happy as possible.”

Juanita walked over to me and turned her back enabling me to zip her dress. I kissed her neck and she moaned as I wrapped my arms around her.

“No, no Ron, I have to go, can I phone you tonight after work? It won’t be until after eleven.”

“Call me anytime you like sweetie.” I said as I reluctantly released my sexy lover from my arms.

“Will you be watching the news tonight?” Juanita asked as she collected her phone and bag.

“Is the Pope Catholic?”

“Ok, I’ll tap my watch at the end of the bulletin, that means I’m thinking of you lover.”

“Wow, a secret signal just for me, I’m honoured.” I chuckled as I followed Juanita to the living room where I collected my jacket and tie.

As we waited for the elevator Juanita looked up at me and said with a grin, “What a night of firsts for me, I loved sucking your cock.”

“It’s yours to suck whenever you want.” 

“In the elevator?” Juanita giggled.

“Naughty girl, somehow I think your reputation would suffer if we got caught.” I laughed.

“Oh yes, I didn’t think of that, ah here it is.”

We stepped into the elevator and hugged and kissed as we were transported down to the basement car park. We walked hand in hand over to Juanita’s black Jaguar and kissed once more.

“Thanks so much Ron, I had a great time.” Juanita said as tears welled in her eyes.

“Hey, no crying, happy times for both of us, ok?”

“They’re happy tears baby.” Juanita sniffed as she hopped into the car, shut the door and opened the driver’s electric window. “Phone you tonight, love you, bye.”

I stood open mouthed as Juanita laughed, started her car and drove off towards the exit. After driving about fifty meters she stopped the car and reversed back to where I was still standing, amazed by my new lover’s last parting words.

Juanita stopped next to me, poked out her tongue and said, “Shut your mouth my love, the wind might change.”

I was left laughing as the Jaguar accelerated away with Juanita waving out the window. I drove my car to the car park exit, stopped at the small pay office and handed my ticket to the attendant.

“That’s ok Mr. Williams,” The attendant said with a wink. “Ms. Peters has taken care of your payment.”

“She has? Well thanks very much, have a good day.”

I drove home with a big smile on my face, stopping at a florist along the way to send a large bunch of flowers to Juanita at the television station. That afternoon I spent a few hours tidying and cleaning my small house so it would be presentable to Juanita the next day. At five to six I was sitting in front of the television ready to watch the news report. Juanita looked beautiful as she read the bulletin in her usual faultless fashion; it was almost as if she had an aura that only I could see. At the end of the news she said ‘good evening’ smiled at me and tapped her watch in the pre-arranged signal. I watched Channel Eight all evening so that I wouldn’t miss the hourly news updates. I was in bed at eleven waiting impatiently for the promised call and jumped when the phone rang.