After all these years, the time was finally right. She's a beautiful woman about 5 feet two inches with long curly blond hair and very smooth breasts. She plays a lot of squash and it shows. I held her close and our skin clammed together. I followed the soft salt taste up her neck and nibbled on her ear. She sighed and slightly giggled while her palm glanced over my cock. I was stirring again. She asked what I'd like to do to her and I told her she'd look good in a dog collar being led around on all fours. She gasped and I shoved my tongue in her mouth while my fingers reached her clit. She was getting damp and I slid my fingers inside: "Maybe I'll have you play fetch with a little bone." Her head swayed and she inhaled. I pulled my fingers out and fumbled for a rubber. I had a trouble getting it on and I turned her over, smacking her ass abruptly before I mounted. She felt so good! So wet and smooth, I negotiated my thrusts to long and slow but I couldn't help it and I started pounding her while I braided her hair in my fist, tugging lightly. We came in waves and I grunted and sighed, holding her tight. We nuzzled and kissed and with my free hand I removed the latex scoop and set in on the end table. The silence engulfed us.
"Do you really want to lead me around a leash?" She asked tentatively, sheepishly.
"Yeah I do, I'd like to that. Would you like that?" It was silent for a long second.
"You wouldn't tell anyone right?"