Jenn looked like she was enjoying herself at the party, but I kept an eye on her for a good part of the night anyway. Less than a year-and-a-half earlier, when she was about 35, her husband of only a couple of years had died suddenly. Naturally, it had been a huge blow and there had been times when I'd seen her that it quite obviously was still affecting her daily life. I was pleased to see on this particular night that she seemed to be doing a lot better.
When the party was starting to wind down, she came over to say goodbye and I asked her how she was doing and whether there was anything she needed. She assured me that she was doing much better and thanked me for asking. I reminded her that if there was anything she needed, that she shouldn't hesitate to call. We hugged and I think we both must have felt something, though I suspect for her it was just being in the arms of a guy again and for me it was feeling her response to being in my arms. I reiterated that if there was anything I could help her with, anything at all, she shouldn't hesitate to say so.
"Maybe you could walk me out to my car," she suggested.
I was more than happy to do that and helped her into her coat before we left. At her car, in the parking lot, she opened her arms for another hug and I had no qualms about holding her in my arms again. I was surprised, however, when she started kissing my neck. I pulled my head back slightly and we were soon making out. I dropped my hands to her ass and squeezed, certain that she must feel my cock stiffening against her.
"Oh, God," she panted, pulling her mouth from mine, "I am so fucking wet."
"Why don't you hop in the car," I suggested, "and I'll see what I can do for you."
She opened the door and got it in, rolling down the window as she started it. Since it was a cold night, she got the heat cranking as I leaned into the window and pressed my lips against hers again. I didn't hop in with her because I didn't expect to be long and didn't want to look suspicious to anyone else who might be leaving the party. So, as we made out, my hand went to caress her breast through her blouse before dropping down between her legs. She slid down in her seat and spread her legs as I gently rubbed her crotch before opening her slacks. I slipped my hand inside and found her wet panties, then slipped my hand inside them, as well.
She was dripping wet, which made me wish the opportunity was available to fuck her, but this moment was all about doing something for her. After passing through her trim bush, my fingertip slid up and down between her lips before pumping in and out of her hot, wet pussy. She was moaning and writhing in her seat, still exploring my mouth with her tongue, as I slipped my finger back up to her clit. As I gently caressed it, she pushed her ass up off the seat, humping my stroking fingertip. She pulled her mouth away from mine and pressed her face into my neck, her moaning getting slightly louder as I took a quick glance through the windshield to make sure there was still no one around. Despite not getting a look at any of her flesh, I was sporting major wood and was thinking I might have to relieve myself in the bathroom once I was back inside.
It was just a few minutes longer when she went rigid then let out a ragged moan and shook as she settled back onto the seat. I continued to lightly stroke her clit until she went still and let out a content sounding sigh. I slipped my hand from her pants and brought my fingertips to my tongue to taste her before she grabbed my head and stuck her tongue in my mouth again. After another minute or so, she came up for air and asked me if I was hard. I replied that I was but that she didn't have to worry about it. She told me that she wasn't going to leave me high and dry and had me pull back out of the window. I was looking around again to make sure there was no one witnessing what we were up to as she opened her door. She reached behind her to shut off the interior light, then planted her feet on the asphalt and pulled me in close to where she sat.
She quickly had my belt and slacks open and had maneuvered my cock out into her hand. Feeling, I'm sure, that time was of the essence, she stroked it just briefly before opening her mouth and engulfing my entire shaft. I ran my fingers through her curly blond hair as she bobbed her head up and down on my shaft, pumping the base with her hand. She sucked cock like she'd been denied it for a very long time, which she may very well have. I was certainly enjoying the feel of her hot mouth sliding up and down my shaft and would have liked to linger and enjoy it for as long as possible but, unfortunately, this was not the appropriate time. Luckily, she was very skilled and it didn't take long before I could feel an intense orgasm quickly building.