Writer's Note: All characters in this story, or mentioned in this story, were over eighteen years of age. Events were based on actual experienced even though they may have been compressed for times sake and names may have been changed. Events occurred prior to the need to practice safe sex there fore no safe sex techniques were used.
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After ten years of teaching high school American history and completing my Master's Degree I was able to quit several part time jobs I had had for years and focus on the two things I wanted to do most, teaching American history and firearms training. My home was located on the corner of a seventy acre citrus grove and in exchange for my looking out for trespassers steeling oranges the owner let me use the back corner of the grove for my shooting range.
One evening I received a call answering an ad I had placed in our local weekly newspaper for a basic handgun course. The woman on the other end of the phone identified herself as Leigh Ann a manager of a finance company on the out skirts of Tampa. She was interested in taking one of my firearms courses to protect herself and her employees from possible criminals who might try to rob them. We set up the training for the upcoming Saturday afternoon.
Leigh Ann arrived about ten minutes early and we began to discuss the training she needed. She was probably in her mid to late thirties and very tall, almost matching my 5' 10" frame. She was not a pretty woman judging by classic standards; her face was a bit long, her nose was a bit large, and her smile was slightly off set. She was, however, an attractive woman and what she lacked in facial beauty she more than made up for in her figure. Her dirty blonde hair and hazel eyes were warm and friendly. Wearing a denim mid-thigh skirt and a light knit, sleeveless top indicated her perfectly formed body of curves, a very ample chest, and long shapely legs. She was very bright woman with a sense of humor; she was a pleasure to work with.
Before moving onto the range to shoot her S&W, snub nosed, 38 special we stood around a sturdy table I usually referred to as the shooting bench and covered the rules of gun safety and how to clean and care for her gun. Leigh Ann quickly picked up on the information even though the gun had been a gift from a friend and she had never fired any type of gun before.
On the range we first went through the steps for firing a handgun and discussed what she should expect. I demonstrated the isosceles stance I referred to as a fighting stance and Leigh Ann being rather athletic assumed the stance perfectly. She spread her feet about shoulder width apart, her knees slightly flexed, and her very shapely butt moved slightly to the rear which pushed her shoulders and chest forward changing her center of gravity; she raised her arms parallel to the ground extending her arms straight from her shoulders.
When she fired the first shot she safely lowered the gun and said, "Wow! That was awesome!"
As she looked at the hole in the center of the target I noticed that her nipples had hardened and were pushing against the fabric of her light knit top. She continued to shoot a variety of single and multiple shots from various positions; she was a natural at it. Her "fighting stance" was not only perfect if was very artful and sensuous. It was difficult to keep my eyes off of her firm, perfectly formed ass and concentrate on her shooting form.
The one hour class quickly passed into three hours and the heat of the afternoon, Florida sun had us both drenched in perspiration from the bottles of Gatorade we had consumed. We became more comfortable with each other's company and often teased and touched each other during different phases of the training.
Finally Leigh Ann wiped her brow then announced, "I have to go to the bath room."
I chuckled then asked, "Which one of these hundreds of orange trees would you like to use?"
"I was hoping I wouldn't have to bear my butt in front of you just yet." She responded also with a chuckle seeing my smile and eyes widen at the words, "just yet".
I continued smiling at her saying, "Go ahead and drive back up to the house while I pack up. Just enter in the sliding glass door and go through the dining room and turn right; the bathroom is on the right. When you finish why don't you pick one of the menus by the phone and order us dinner. That is if you would like to join me."
I always kept several menus ready for those times when I just did not want to go out or cook-usually one from my favorite pizza, Chinese, and Italian restaurants who would also deliver.
"Sure! Thanks! I'm sorry but I've been holding it way too long." Then she hopped in her car and left the range.
I packed everything in the back of the jeep and drove the three hundred yards back to the house. Once I got everything unloaded and stored in the utility room I went into the house. Leigh Ann had just finished ordering dinner and was patting herself dry with a towel; her nipples hardened from the cooler air against her wet top.
I asked, "So what did you order us for dinner?"
"Well I ordered lemon chicken, egg rolls, fried rice and low mien. I think the lady who took the order must know you."
I laughed saying, "That would have been Lily, the owner; she has delivered here a number of times."
Then she added, "I really should have run home to shower and change."
I moved close to her and placed my hand on her hips to reassure her, "We are both in about the same condition so you don't need to worry about it. Maybe we can take a shower together after dinner"
She looked at me for a moment then countered, "I don't think you understand, my panties are soaking wet and not completely from perspiration either."
I smiled saying, "Living in an orange grove I have found that you get the sweetest juice from fruit straight off the tree." I leaned close and gave her a quick kiss on the lips then another one which lasted a bit linger then another longer one.
I moved my hands lower to her firm round ass and began to lift her skirt up slowly as we continued a longer, deeper kiss. I moved my hands into the waist band of her full cut, cotton panties and began peeling the wet fabric over her hips and ass. "I really should get you out of these wet things so you don't get a cold."
She giggled then moaned lightly, "Mmmm."
I bent lower to move them down her shapely legs to her feet. After she lifted each foot out of the legs I stood back up then lifted her damp panties to my nose to deeply inhale the scent of her cunt then dropped them on the dining room table saying, "Mmmm fresh from the tree."
I pushed her against the dining room table as we continued kissing, our lips and tongues dueling with each other as my fingers unbuttoned the tiny buttons of her knit top. I bent my head slightly to kiss and suckle each rose pink nipple as she opened her legs and pulled me closer into her. While I savored each nipple with my lips and tongue I was drawn to the scent of her cunt.
I dropped to my knees and lifted her right leg to rest her foot on one of the chairs then began to kiss her thighs and pubic mound.
Leigh Ann pushed my head back asking, "Are you sure you wouldn't rather we shower first?"
I pushed her hand away then began to explorer the thick pubic hair for the source of the sweet nectar that had earlier soaked her panties. I heard her moans and felt her fingers in my hair as I covered her under carriage with my tongue.
I heard a, "Oooh...aaaaah" as I slipped a finger into her tightly puckered rose bud and my tongue began to lap the sweet juices flowing from her well. The bridge of my nose pressed lightly against her clit as I moved my mouth to catch every drop of her creamy liquid. She began to move her hips to grind her cunt into my face as I worked my cream soaked finger in and out of her rear orifice. My lips moved up to her clit and captured it tightly so my tongue could dance over the little pearl.
"Oh god!" escaped her lips as she pulled my face tighter into her cunt. She continued to grind her cunt into my face until her muscles suddenly tensed. She cried out, "Aaaaah!" and shuddered before going limp and pushing my face away. For several minutes her chest heaved to catch her breath as I kissed her thighs then she pulled my face back into her soaked cunt saying, "Let's try that one more time."
Enjoying the juicy taste and heady aroma of her cunt on my face I was happy to oblige her request. Leigh Ann smiled down at me and tightened her anal muscles squeezing my finger still deep in her ass. As she pulled my face into her glistening slit I slipped my thumb into her juicy well and twirled my finger and thumb while my tongue began to dance through the juicy slit just below her clit. Her hips once again began to move against my face as her hands pulled me tighter into her saddle. Sounds of pleasure invoking higher powers escaped her mouth from deep in her throat, primal sounds of grunts, groan, and moans.
The spell was quickly broken with, "Oh god a car just pulled into the drive way." Leigh Ann pushed my face from between her legs then started buttoning her top.
I stood and gave her a quick kiss and asked, "Will you mind slipping your hand down the front of my jeans and straighten out my painfully bent cock?"
She hurriedly did as requested and brought me quick relief then gave me a light squeeze before removing her hand saying, "I think that will fit nicely for what I have in mind."
She gave a very naughty smile as I kissed her asking, "Do you enjoy tasting your creamy juices on my lips?" Before she could answer the door bell rang and I crossed the room to open it.
Lily stepped into the room as I exclaimed, "Ah Lily, the flower of my heart."
She presented me her cheek to kiss while holding our bag of food, as I kissed her she sniffed briefly then said in her broken English, "You already have snack. You ruin dinner." obviously referring to Leigh Ann's aroma on my lips and face.
Leigh Ann had moved into the kitchen to avoid being seen in her rather disheveled state but Lily was already half way to the dining room and would see her. I immediately noticed Leigh Ann's panties on the table where I had dropped them earlier. I quickly moved ahead of her and grabbed the panties but not in time to keep her from seeing.
As she set the bag of food on the table she grinned and asked, "You have new napkins?"
Leigh Ann turned three shades of red as I calmly wiped the corner of my mouth mockingly with the still damp soft cotton.
