She found herself continuing in some relationships she had ongoing that were purely physical, and enjoyed them, as she always had. Giving herself to be used for sexual pleasure had become something that gave her a means to cope with the frustrations in her life, and a way to relieve the stress of directing others at work. It freed her mind for moments of time and allowed her to surrender control to someone. Not to mention, to have great orgasms and get to taste some cum.
She was going to take a couple of days around the 4
th
of July, and had planned to spend all of her time off except one day doing things around the house. The last day, Tuesday, was her day. She was going shopping. She had it planned and then out of the blue, she got an instant message on messenger from someone who lived only about 50 miles from her. They swapped emails back and forth, getting acquainted, discussing likes and dislikes, wants, needs, desires. The relationship from the winter had left her somewhat empty, and had made her realize that she missed the closeness, the sense of belonging, that she had held so briefly. They made plans to meet for coffee on her shopping day, in route. She would stop and meet him at a convenience store, and then they would down to the lake to the day park area and talk.
She was early, as usual. She waited patiently, excited with the prospect of a day of shopping, alone, driving farther from home that she ever had alone. She was also excited, and nervous, about the upcoming meeting. Being a woman of little patience, she had decided to leave the convenience store and drive down the highway, hoping to meet him. Just as she reached the road, he pulled into the parking lot. She hurried to park her car again. He came over to her car window, she rolled it down, and they introduced themselves. Lord, but he was tall. He asked her to follow him to the park area.
When they got to the park, they both got out of their cars and walked up toward an area where there was a covered picnic table. They sat a few minutes there and talked about their contemplation of beginning "a relationship." Both were married and neither were looking for a reason to leave home. She discovered that he had actually gone to high school in her home town for one year, which was a surprise. They talked a while, then he suggested that they walk. He held her hand. She was touched with the gesture. It had been a while since anyone had walked with her and held her hand. He also kept finding reasons to brush up against her. He made a comment about it, and she let him know that she wasn't trying to escape him. They both smiled. He suggested that they drive up to an overlook, a more secluded place. He warned her that if they did, he would want to kiss her, fondle her, grope her, and maybe poke her. She told him she wasn't afraid of him and followed him. They got into her car and he directed her to a road that let into the middle of a bean field. He told her that it was hard for him to believe that she'd be willing to meet him, as she looked way too conservative. He was interested in finding out what the real person was like. He'd get a surprise. She couldn't help it, she just liked men with impressive equipment, who knew how to use it.
She parked the car and they got out. They walked around to the front of the car, and she leaned her ass back against the hood. He kissed her, deeply, questioningly, waiting to see if she would resist. She kissed him back, her tongue meeting his in that ageless rhythm. His arms went around her and unhooked her bra. She showed no sigh of resistance, but let him have his way, as was her nature. His hands moved around front to unhook her bra, and he caressed her breasts. She let her head fall back, and he immediately moved his mouth to her neck, kissing it gently, trailing down to reach the peak of her breast. He took her nipple into her mouth and suckled it gentry. Her hand went to the back of his head to encourage him, and a soft moan escaped her lips. He pulled back and placed his finger under her chin, raising it. His mouth was nearly touching hers as he asked, "Are you going to be mine?"
She breathed it into his mouth "It appears so."
His mouth took hers then, more confidently and with a more direct purpose. His tongue plundered as his hands were busy with the fly of his pants. He said "Will you get on your knees?"
She dropped to her knees just as he freed his cock from its confines. She opened her mouth and teased the head with the tip of her tongue. He drew in his breath sharply, and placed his hands on her head, tangling his long fingers in her hair. He pressed gently, and she took his cock deep into her mouth, completely engulfing its length and width until she felt him against the back of her throat. He used his hands to pull her completely onto him and then let her set her own pace.
