Night in Shining Armor

"What a crazy day!", Carol thought to herself. Back-to-back angry cats and now she was finally sitting down to write records when Just getting back to work at the office after the lockdown had finally been lifted and the computers went haywire because yet again there was another water leak in the basement.

The normal tech guy couldn't come for having to still watch over his kids. His co-worker was available, so he came over instead. When he knocked on the door wearing his mask, Carol could only see his shining hazel eyes and the wavy, long, dirty blonde locks of hair. He introduced himself as Brian, keeping the proper social distancing and asked about the problems going on. Carol quickly went over her issues and the other ladies in the office had a few minor problems that he said would be no issue.

It had taken most of the day to get him there, so most of the staff were already packing up to leave. Brian asked if it was ok to continue as it would only be about another 30 minutes to get everything going. Carol assured him that it was fine, she would gladly stay to get her calls and records finished, so she'd have everything ready for the first thing in the morning.

One by one she said goodbye to her staff until they had all left for the night. Once they were alone, Brian asked if it would be OK to remove his mask?

Brian said with a smile, "That as hard as it was to keep away from a beautiful lady, he would maintain his distance." Carol laughed and said such a flirter, I'm sure you say that to all the women coming out of a Worldwide Pandemic.

Both got a laugh and finally with the mask down she could see his full face and the young look of this man. She had already taken notice of his fitness and form while he was crawling under the desks to fix the issues with the workstations and network. His khakis, though mostly loose, did show a nice tight butt on him when he was bent over. The dry-fit polo shirt showed off a nice chest with a hint of a nice V shape to his body.

After that she pretended, she needed to walk to another room so she could see his assets again and she blushed at what a naughty teenaged girl she was being. It was just such a pleasant surprise to be with a man who was so reassuring, and self-composed. He looks like he's in his late 40s she thought. And disappointing, his khakis are too loose to see what he may be hiding up front... Carol!! she self-scolded. He's probably married or has a hot young gf, or at least isn't taking a second look at you.

Carol looked at herself and wished she had done herself up a bit more this morning. But she had rushed out the door after sleeping too late and all she could do was throw on a pair of slacks and a colorful button-down blouse.

She did feel a little better that the laundry wasn't dry yet and so she had to wear the last thing left in her drawer, the date night bra and panties. And omg I'm so glad I randomly shaved in the bath last night she found herself saying. Then she caught herself--why are you even thinking about this stuff Carol?! Like he's going to hit on you lololol. Get ready for another night of a ham and cheese sandwich and ice cream, the after-dinner spinster orgasm.

The flash and immediate crack of thunder made them both nearly jump out of their skins. Early Spring can bring about such sudden and violent downpours and it looks like one was approaching rapidly. They both caught their breath and laughed together. Brian, down on his knees, peeked up at Carol while she was filing some papers away.

Her bent over body gave him a perfect angle to marvel at her figure. Her slacks are cut to give the most length to her already long legs. Which meant that they cut tight around her bottom. With her bent over the filing cabinet, the fabric pressed so tightly across her bum that either she was wearing nothing underneath or was only wearing a very skimpy g-string, for there is no trace of any line across her backside.

The blouse she was wearing is not sheer enough to see through, but in the right light and angle would give a nice shadow of what lies underneath. All these thoughts are quickly getting blood rushing to the head in his body that he doesn't need to be thinking with right now.

Carol dropped her pen on the floor and bent completely from her waist to retrieve it. The thud sound from behind her snapped her upright and looked to see what had happened. She could see Brian rubbing his head at the side of the desk. Laughing at the sight she felt sorry for him.

Brian knew that little head always gets him into trouble and when Carol bent over at the waist to pick that pen up, his eyes and head seemed to follow up to get the best view of her ass possible. Except the underside of the desk is still an immovable object that he slapped the top of his head into. Rubbing it and knowing he got caught red-handed only made him more embarrassed.

Trying to shake it off as nothing, he stood up to declare, "I think that has everything ready for in the morning and beyond." Fishing further he said,"Sorry to have kept you from your family or boyfriend."

Carol smiled and replied, "No problem. I don't have anyone waiting on me for dinner, so it was no problem." Brian's eyes light up at the new knowledge gained and wondered to himself how could this gorgeous woman not be someone's every day. And night lover.

The storm is now coming with its full fury and the deluge outside the office is coming down in sheets of wind and rain. Looking out they both know they are going to get soaked. They close the door to the office and Brian waits for Carol to lock the door and set the alarm. He tells her how thankful he is to have met her, gives her his business card and if they ever need his help again to please call. Being in this new normal no handshake was exchanged, but they both had a yearning in their eyes to want to seal this moment. But as it is, they both ran out to their cars getting drenched in the process.

Brian started his car and got the wipers going, watching to see that Carol's car had started. He can see her car attempting to start, but the engine never really turns over to crank. He watches as she gets out of her car and raises her hood. He quickly turns his car off, hops out and runs over to her pulling her gently back under the overhang of the office. She is totally soaked through as is he.

Brian tells her, "Stay here and let me have a look to see if I can get it to start. You are soaked enough." Brian checks the normal things, battery cables tight, nothing overtly looking out of place. He gets into her car and attempts to turn on her head-lights nothing... no radio... Dead battery. He gets out of the car locking the door and tells Carol that the battery is dead and will need to be jumped off or replaced.

He sees that she is shaking from the wet so he quickly gives her two options, "I don't have a set of jumper cables in my car, but I'll wait here with you till AAA can come or I can drive to my place and bring back the jumper cables from my house. The storm is going to have AAA running like mad around town so it could be a while before they can get to you."

Carol thought about it and said she would be happy if it was no trouble to wait for me to bring back the necessary things to see if they could get her car started. Brian looked at her lips turning blue and said, "The office will be air conditioned, and you need to warm up, if you want you can ride with me and I can crank the heat up in the car and we will both feel better."

Her shaking began to become more pronounced, and she simply smiled and nodded her head in response. Throwing physical distancing to the wind, Brian wrapped his arm around her and they dashed again for his car. He opened her door and quickly ran around getting the car started and the heater on full blast.

Her shaking has become uncontrollable as Brian revs the engine to get more heat coming through the vents. As they pull out and get into the roadway the warmth starts to pour out and Carol's fingers begin to feel the blood begin to move back into her tips. The Country music station is pouring on the soundtracks of "wanting a good woman to love me", or "why is my beer always better when she's around", or "my wife left me and the hound dog chose her" but it is good background to laugh at as we get warmer.

Brian apologizes that he didn't put her in the back row so we could maintain distance between us, but she grins and says, "I like being a bit closer and I'll live dangerously. Afterall I'm in a man's car who I just met a few hours ago and who knows where he might be taking me."

Brian laughed and retorted," Glad to know the minor hypothermia and car troubles haven't taken away your adventurous streak." They moved on into and out of traffic, Brian continued to try to keep his eyes on the road instead of Carol's blouse that even though drier than it had been, was still damp enough to cling to her breast showing off her assets there with ample ease. The cold had even done wonders for her nipples to poke through the lace lingerie that she had chosen this morning, not knowing that she would go through an icy waterfall before the day was done.

Carol tried to not get caught looking at the wet shirt that clung to Brian's strong chest muscles, casually wondering what they felt like to have her nails drag slowly across their naked width.

"Are you hungry by chance?" The question pulled Carol out of her thoughts. "I'm sorry what did you say?" Brian repeated, "By chance are you hungry? I've got something I was going to make tonight, and it would be more than enough for two people. Besides this storm looks like it will be going for a bit more. We should still have plenty of time to get you back to your car and get you on your way back home."

Carol thought to herself, "It's been so long since I've had dinner with another person and a handsome gentleman even longer.... If you are sure it's no bother... Sure."

"Excellent, it's a perfect meal for a stormy evening... good comfort food. And we are here."

Pulling into a cul-de-sac with a stucco house on the left and an American Flag blowing in the rain and breeze, the garage door opened to let them get out of the storm finally this time no wetter. The garage door leading into a kitchen with a center island for sitting and cooking. Dinner table area to the left and windows looking out to the back deck showing the wind and rain were still raging.

Brian quickly pulled a dish out of the refrigerator and popped the casserole dish into the oven. "Okay, forty minutes and we will be dining. Now some dry clothes for us both. If you'd like to get warm, I'll run you a hot bath and see if I can find something warm for you to wear. It won't be nearly as stylish as your clothes you have on, but I can guarantee they will be a lot drier."

Brian led her to the master bedroom and into the master bath. Starting the hot water to fill the garden tub, he pulled out a huge bath towel and laid it on the counter. Started the heater that would quickly get the floor tiles warm and help with the chill. "Would you like a glass of wine, water, candles lit or anything before I leave you?", Carol grinned as she said to him. "I'd love anything you are having."

Brian quickly disappeared and opened a bottle of Chardonnay and poured two glasses. He knocked on the wall before coming into the bathroom. The water was filling the tub still and Carol was looking out the skylight window seeing all the darkness outside wanting to feel something new in her life for once.

Brian stood watching her tall, slender, graceful, and elegant body feeling that stirring in his body that has not happened for some time even before the lockdown. She caught him looking, and he continued to stare looking at her in a way that no man had done for quite some time. She turned to him, locking her eyes into his. The storm continued to rage outside the house as it did inside both of them.

He slowly walked over and set the wine glasses on the edge of the tub, bent over to turn off the water and returned to staring at her a bit closer in proximity than before. The few drips from the spout were the only noise inside the room. Slowly he took the steps needed to close the distance between their bodies. His hands reaching for her hands, locking fingers and pulling her body into his.

The dampness of their clothes could not hide the heat radiating from their body's cores. His hand releases her fingers to move up her body to pull her neck into a path that puts her lips on course for his own. Brian can smell Carol's perfume that she applied this morning, is still as intoxicating and potent for adding to his desires to have this woman in his arms.

The moment their lips touched was it lightning, thunder or just plain lust that went through their bodies. But moments passed and no breath had been taken by either of them. Yearning and passion all flowed into the melding of that one connection of their bodies together. But soon those same passions built into many and more frantic connections.

Buttons were unbuttoned, shirts pulled over their heads, belts undone, pants piled in the floor. Brian spun Carol around so that he was pressed into her back. The full walled mirror beside them was the centerpiece of Carol watching Brian's hands roam all over her body. She was still wearing her lace bra and as Brian had deduced earlier the lace pantie that went with her brazzier was a very delicate lace g-string.

Brian was fully nude as he had gone to work minus any underwear as Carol found out when her fingers unzipped his pants and felt his fully engorged cock spring into her fingers. Not wanting to waste this moment, Brian's lips were kissing Carol's neck as her head leaned back against his shoulder. She could feel his hardness rubbing against her back. The sensations of having her body touched in ways that had been lost for so long, the sight of their bodies caressing being reflected, the sounds of his passion wanting to ravage her was quickly making the dampness she had felt earlier into a torrent of flow into her pussy.

Brian's fingers now found the front clasp of her bra and now her torso was in full display for their eyes to drink in. Her nipples were already harder now than they had been when the cold rain was biting at them. His fingers now teasing them with pinches and then feather soft caresses making her knees buckle. His other hand moves higher to wrap around her neck pulling her ear close to his mouth as he whispers into it like a hungry beast needing a meal, "I wanted you the moment I came through that office door and laid eyes on you. And I know that pen you dropped was on purpose, right? Cause you knew I was watching you." As he finished the question, his fingers found the nipple they were playing with and pinched down and pulled out letting Carol know he expected an answer soon.

Carol felt the pleasure and the pain that seemed to be tied directly to her clit as he pulled her nipple out farther. Quickly muttering to him, "Yes! Yes! I did it on purpose. I knew you were watching, and I knew your eyes were following my body."

He released the pinch and began to slowly and softly caress the nipple that had been targeted with the question. Slowly moving his hand away from her neck now moving down her torso. His lips still kissing on her neck as both hands make their way to between her legs. Feeling the wet spot that had filled the small lace bit of cloth, Brian was more enthused with how much both Carol and he wanted each other. His fingers moved the patch of lace to the side and began to massage her lips. Being able to watch her reactions in the mirror was a new vantage point for Carol, almost as if she was a voyeur watching two other people have raw and carnal sex. Her body loved the attention it was being given and she could tell from the hard bulge hitting her back that Brian is still into the show with the same fervor.

As he moved up her lips, he would begin to circle her growing bud with his fingers and then begin the traverse down the length again. Each time he came up closer to her clit she would try to maneuver her body to get more contact with it and his fingers, but Brian denied her body that contact and moved back away. Her raspy voice telling him how good everything felt let him know it was time to step up the assault on this Goddess.

This time as he moved up her pussy lips, his fingers wrapped around her clitoral hood and began to milk the hood up and down the tiny shaft of her bud. Her legs buckled with the spasm and Brian caught her in his arms. Lifting her up, he moved across the floor and laid her slowly down into the steamy waters of the tub.

Her eyes burned with a passion that he had hoped to see when his eyes first met hers coming through that office door. She looked at his body and the sheen of sweat that had come about while he held her from behind. His veined and red shaft stood up defying gravity's pull from the center of the Earth. She slowly licked her lips as she rose up from the water to take the rod in her hand. Her hands wrapped around the shaft, feeling the heat and pulses radiating from his body. She loved the angriness of red it showed fully erect. She pulled it toward her mouth, her fingers playing ever so softly with the heavy sack that dangled from her lip's target. Brian's knees buckled when the velvet touch of her tongue contacted his frenulum.

Slowly flattening her tongue to envelop all of the shaft wrapped within her lips, Carol begins to ungulate forward and back taking in more and more of Brian's cock. Watching her handle more and more of his manhood made Brian's head spin out of control. And control is what he needed to regain. But her eyes looking up into his was more than he could have fantasized in his most erotic dreams. Brian uncontrollably moved his hands to her head and his fingers began to move and intertwine with her hair. Slowly watching Carol move over and again on his shaft, he began to pull and push her head. Gently at first but building in speed and depth, till he knew he was nearing the point where his ecstasy would not be prevented.

Forcing her mouth from his cock, he climbed into the tub with her, raising her body up where she could sit on the platform, he pulled her legs over his shoulders and began to kiss his way into her sex. Smelling her desire only made his yearning to taste and savor her sweetness even more. As his tongue contacted her lower lips, Carol's heels dug unconsciously into Brian's back. As he proceeded to split her lips open with the tip of his tongue, the first rivulets of her nectar hit his lips. Brian was welcomed by that dessert and beckoned to come deeper for the entire meal. He began to flick deeper and deeper into her folds so that he could get to her love bud that had begun to appear again. As his tongue traced the path his fingers had done before, more and more shutters began coming from Carol's body. Brian took the tip and went round and round her clitoris as her pelvic center began to convulse. When his lips clamped over the top of her clit and began a sensuous french kiss, her fingers grabbed at the back of his head and pulled in hard with every fiber of her muscled body.

Shouts of "Yes, Yes!" and "Don't Stop!" rang throughout the otherwise empty house. Fingernails digging into his head only made him ride this bucking mare with more effort to stay in the saddle. Finally, after minutes of splashes, bruising thrusts, and hair pulling screams, Carol went soft. Heels finally went out of Brian's back, fingers began to softly massage his scalp and breaths that finally became more normal and less panting.

Looking up into her eyes, Brian grinned and said, "Two things, first dinner has been served, but let's check out the kitchen anyway, and second, I'm really glad I had you take the high heels off. Otherwise, I think my back would need stitches."