I had spent the better part of the day hacking around in the yard and garden.
By mid-afternoon, I started to feel the need for a cold beer. Since my
wife was
on a shopping spree, I had no recourse but to hoof it down to the local
watering hole. I had walked just around the corner of the block when Patricia,
our neighbour, pulled her car up at the curb beside me.
Now Pat, as we call her, is a tall, leggy brunette. She is my wife's friend
and tennis partner. I,ve sneaked a few looks at her and tried to imagine
those
long legs encircling my waist, but I always had the feeling that she never
cared much for me. She impressed me as being a snob, so I sort of put her
in
the untouchable category.
On this day, however ,she seemed especially friendly. "Hi there" she beamed.
"Are you real busy?"
"I'm never too busy to talk to a pretty girl," I replied. "what can I do
for
you?"
"Oh, hav I got a problem!" she said. "Could you come over to the house
with
me?" Now, I'm not much of a handyman. I'm not an electrician or a plumber,
but
I was willing to tackle anything to get myself in line for a crack at that
luscious piece of ass.
I didn,t ask any questions and Pat never gave me any details about what
her
problems were. She drove me straight to her house and invited me in. She
offered me a seat on the sofa and excused herself, saying she needed to
change
clothes. The changing didn't take long. She returned shortly--and gave
me one
of the most delightful suprises of my life. She was wearing nothing but
a bra
and a pair of sheer, black panties!
"Get your clothes off," she said. "I want you to fuck me." I suppose that
I
was mesmerized for a few seconds. I couldn't believe what was happening
to me.
"Get your clothes off," she repeated. As eager as I was to drop my shaft
in her
groove, I wasn't going to hurry things. I meant to savour this piece of
pussy.
I hooked my thumbs in the waistband of her panties and slipped them down
over
her smooth thighs and let them drop to the floor. I then eased her back
on the
sofa and started tickling her belly and thighswith my tongue. Moving my
face
down between her legs, I let the tip of my tongue search and probe deep
into
her moist slit. Pat was moaning softly and arching her back like a bucking
bronco.
I enjoyed performing cunnilingus on Pat, but this was only the prelude
to the
main show. Removing her bra, I nibbled and tongued away at her titties.
I had
worked myself inbetween her thighs now, and she was helping me by gliding
my
shaft into position. "Wow!" she exclaimed. "I figured you were big, but
this is
something else!"
"The better to fuck you with," I replied as I started to penetrate her.
By now, the time for talking was past and we got down to some serious fucking.
Pat groaned and clawed at my back as I worked it deeper into her. I had
dreamed
and fantasized many times about plowing Pat's lovely little hayfield, but
not
even in my wildest fancies did I envision how wonderful it would be.