She pulled into the parking lot of the motel. His car was already there. She found a parking spot and waited for a minute. Her cell phone rang and she picked up the call.
"Hey there" his voice came over the phone, "is your erotic mind ready to drive me wild?"
"My mind and something else," she laughed. "I'm here in the parking lot, what room are you in"
"117" was his reply.
She quickly found the room and went inside. He was laying across the bed totally naked with a hard-on that was throbbing hot.
He looked at her in amazement. He thought he knew who she was, but sometimes like now, he wondered if he would ever really know her
She wrote erotica as a hobby, her occupation was much more subdued, she spent her days working in the health care profession. No one would ever guess what ran through her mind as she tended to her job. Nor would they guess by looking at her what her "other" life was like. Her hair was cut short, fashionable but easy to care for, deep blue eyes, a round body, with nice breasts for a woman of a mature age. In general she looked like the average person you would meet at the grocery store. She could be your neighbor, your child's teacher, the clerk at Wal-mart.
In the next few seconds she was about to transform from an ordinary woman to a vixen who would satisfy his every desire. He hoped he would do the same for her. They were both married, to someone else. Their respective spouses just did not have the same sex drive that they did.
She leaned over his naked body and kissed him. Her tongue parting his lips and snaking into his mouth. His arms encircled her and he pulled her down on the bed with him, turning her on her back so that he controlled the kiss. His hand pulled her blouse up out of her skirt. Quickly he slide his hand underneath on her clothing and touched the lace of her bra. He pinched her nipple through the bra and was rewarded with a low moan from her throat.
He unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it off of her. He bra was white lace. He could see her pink nipples standing out and put his mouth to one sucking on it through the fabric. He pulled at her skirt, it slide down her legs and wound up in a pile on the floor. She had thigh high stockings on. No garter belt, she told him that she didn't think they were becoming on a woman of her size. Looking at her stockinged legs, feet still encased in the black pumps she wore, he thought that she just might have a point there. The stockings ended at mid thigh and from there to her bra she was totally naked.
He parted her legs and looked at her pussy. Red hairs curled all around the lips covering her mound but not able to hide the tip of her clit that poked out between her pussy lips. He loved looking at her. Just the sight of her red hairs, pink pussy lips and her parting her legs for him to see her turned him on beyond belief.
"MMMMmm you look good enough to eat" he said.
"Well I wouldn't want you to feel like you can't sample the menu." she laughed.
His head went between her legs and his tongue licked at her slit. Up and down, sometimes he let the tip of his tongue dart inside of her. His hands held her legs apart and he was using only his tongue to eat her sweet pussy. It was like lapping honey from a spoon. It wasn't long until her hips were moving pushing more and more of her pusssy in his face. He sat up a bit, positioning his body to keep her legs wide apart for him. He slid one finger inside of her and began rolling it in tiny circles. He heard her gasp as he changed the movement to an in and out pumping, fucking her with his finger. She was so wet, he could see the drops of moisture on her. He put two more fingers inside of her and continued to thrust in and out of her. His mouth and lips tightened around her clit and he began sucking on it, like it was a tiny cock.