I was walking alone, feeling dejected. My girlfriend left me for another man, my job sucked, and my rent was late. It was kind of a shitty day.
I was in the downtown area, and I wasn't paying attention when I slammed into someone coming out of a door along the sidewalk. We hit hard and went down. I was covered in small packages from the clothing store the person had just exited. I pushed the packages out of the way to see whom I hit.
A rather good-looking young lady was picking herself up from the sidewalk. She looked to be about 5'5" Her chestnut brown hair was strewn all over, covering her face. Her halter-top was a little askew, showing the side of a beautiful breast. Her short skirt was hiked a little from the fall, showing white panties at the nexus of long, tapering legs. Her thighs looked creamy. When she moved her hair from her face, I saw beautiful brown eyes, a small upturned nose, and full lips on the verge of looking beestung. All in all, I thought she looked amazing. So did my dick, as I felt the blood flood into it.
"I'm sorry," I said to her, chagrined.
"That's OK," she said to me, "I should have made two trips with all these packages. I would have seen you. Would you help me with these, please?"
The way she asked sent my heart pounding. My dick was already rising from the sight in front of me. Here I was, lamenting the loss of my girlfriend, and now I was becoming smitten with another!
"Sure," I said. I got up and started picking up the strewn packages. She indicated her car, and I put my load in the trunk once she opened it. This work helped me to settle down a little and deflate.
"Thank you," she said.
"No problem," I said.
She looked me over. I am not overly tall, about 5'6". I work out, so my body is muscular and well formed. I have a good-sized cock: 7" inches when hard, and thick. I have auburn hair and deep brown eyes. My hair is long, just below my shoulder blades, and I keep it back with a rubber band.
She looked into my eyes, and cocked her head a little to one side.
"Would you like to get a drink?" she asked me.
Oh boy! That blew my mind!
"Sure," I heard myself saying.
She unlocked the passenger door of her Cherokee for me, and then went to the other side. I climbed in and buckled up. When she climbed in behind the wheel, I was able to see a flash of her inner thigh as she settled herself. I looked at her chest and saw the outline of her ample breast through the material. Her nipple was erect, and I could just see the slight coloring of her areola through the fabric. My cock started growing again at the sight. She caught me staring and smiled.
"My name is Sarah," she said to me.
"Tony," I said. "Nice to meet you."
She just smiled that smile again and took off.
She went to the local Starbucks and treated me to a latte. We sat and talked for the better part of an hour. I learned that she had moved here a few months ago after the end of a disastrous relationship. She was 24, and a licensed practical nurse at the hospital. I told her I was 25, and a site manager for a construction company, and I had just broken up with my girlfriend of 3 years.
We finished our drink, and prepared to go our separate ways.
Sarah cocked her head to one side, looking at me. "Tony, would you like a ride home?" she asked.
That cocking of her head was getting to me as the look she gave while doing it was such that I though she could see right into my soul. And I really didn't want to walk back if it kept me in her presence. "OK. Thanks," I said.
"It's my pleasure," she said, cryptically. Odd.
I directed her to my house. I had really walked a long way, 5 miles, before I had slammed into her. When she pulled into my driveway, I invited her in for a drink. She accepted, smiling beautifully.
She sat down in the living room as I went to the kitchen. It struck me funny that yesterday I had my girlfriend sitting there in the living room, telling me she was leaving me, and now there was another girl there. My hard-on had gone down during the drive, but now I felt it growing again. This lady was so sexy!
I poured us some lemonade and took the glasses into the living room. She was sitting on the couch, her legs crossed and her arms stretched across the back.
"This is a nice house," She said to me.
"Thanks," I said. "I had it built this way."
I handed her a glass, then sat down next to her. She took a sip, and then smiled.
"Did you make this from scratch?"
"Why, yes I did," I said. I liked making lemonade from lemons, not a mix.
Sarah put the cool glass against her cheek. It was a warm day, and the glass sweated a bit. Beads of moisture clung to her skin, making her cheek shiny. She had her eyes closed as she dragged the glass down her cheek to her neck. She continued dragging the glass down her body until it rested on her right nipple. My cock lurched at the sight of the moisture soaking into the fabric of her halter, exposing the outline of a gorgeous breast.
Sarah cocked her head again and looked at me. "You like?" she said, with a saucy look in those eyes this time.
I was flabbergasted. I swallowed hard. "Y-yes!" I finally said.
She continued dragging the glass down her front and across her belly. She then uncrossed her legs, and placed the glass firmly between them. She peeped at the cool contact on her skin there.
"I am so hot!" She said. That statement had multiple levels of meaning!
"So am I," I said. I had put down my glass on the end table, and then unbuttoned my shirt.
Sarah watched my hands as they released each button. She was licking her lips. It was at that moment that I knew that she wanted me!
That realization caused me to slow down what I was doing. I carefully unbuttoned each button, looking directly back at her. When I finished unbuttoning my shirt, I reached over and took the glass from between her legs. I dragged the glass across my forehead, closing my eyes and sighing. I then dragged it across my chest, opening my eyes and staring into Sarah's. She gulped. I put the glass down. I then grabbed her, and pulled her in for a kiss. She melted into me as our lips met.
She tasted sweet. My tongue explored her mouth, savoring the delicious taste. Her tongue found mine, and they were entwined with each other as our lust grew. My hands massaged her back and butt. The soft denim material of her short skirt framed her small ass wonderfully, and it felt very firm. In fact, her whole body was as firm as mine. I find this extremely sexy, and my cock lurched in approval.
Sarah broke back from our kiss, looking at me with a mixture of wonder and lust. "Christ, you sure know how to kiss!" she gushed. She dove back in and kissed me hard.
Sarah's hands were also busy on my body. She started from my shoulders and slowly caressed my back. She found my butt, and started caressing my ass cheeks. She then put her hands in the waistband of my jeans, massaging the top of my butt.
We stood up still kissing. I bent down a bit and put my hands under her short skirt and started massaging her butt. Then I reached inside her panties and grabbed the flesh of her tight ass and pulled her tighter to me. She did the same to me, and I found myself getting harder as she grinded herself against me.