"Hey, whatcha doing?"
"Hi. Nothing too much, just housework. Why?"
"Well, I just dropped my son off at practice. I'll have to pick him up in a couple hours. If you could come over we'd have an hour or so. You could help me with something."
"Really? What would that be?"
"Stress relief."
"Oh...Ok. I'll see you in a few minutes."
I pulled up to her driveway and walked to the door, opened it and stepped inside. It was dim and cool, a relief from the bright heat of the afternoon. "About time," she said as she stepped thru the french doors, wearing only a thin white tank top and a pair of panties.
I smiled and took her in for a moment. Long, lean legs, flaring into smooth hips, her long, slender torso and those hard dents from her erect nipples atop two of the sexiest breasts I'd ever seen thrusting against the thin cotton, sexy shoulders, her pretty face framed by her sassy, short hair. What a sexy woman.
"You're feeling tense?" I asked, standing close to her.
"Um hmmm," she replied, her lower lip pouting.
"Well, we can't have that, can we?"
"Nope. I need attention," as she slid into my arms, her hands pulling my face to hers.
We kissed lightly, teasingly at first. Then more urgently. Her lips were so soft, she was a great kisser, her tongue caressing my own and then sucking it hard into her mouth. I moaned and thrust it as deep into her mouth as I could, my hands slid down her sides and cupped her ass, feeling the wisp of lace over her smooth, warm skin. I squeezed her cheeks and she pushed close against me, moaning softly into my mouth. Her mound rubbed against my cock which was beginning to stir. She felt it and slid one hand down my chest to rub hard between my legs.
She pulled back and gazed hungrily at me, taking a couple steps back she crossed her arms and pulled her tank top off...arching her back so her deep ribcage and ripe tits thrust out deliciously.
"Damn..." I breathed. "You look so hot!"
She smiled and hooked her fingers into the sides of her panties, "I've got a surprise for you."
She slid the panties off her hips and down her thighs, revealing a lush, triangle of soft dark hair.
I groaned aloud. I love a woman's bush and hers had grown out deliciously. It looked like she hadn't shaved since our last encounter.
"Now you," she ordered. "Strip."
I pulled off my own shirt, then unbuttoned and dropped my shorts to the floor. My cock was full and hardening as it hung between my legs, my hairy balls felt full and hot. She came to me, grasping my erection in her hand and stroking it as her other hand pulled my mouth to hers. We kissed deeply and wetly. She breathed softly into my ear.
"What do you want me to do?"
"Suck me," I answered.
"Really...That's what you want?"