Passion in James County XVI
Lonnie and Ann did make it to work on time. Because they were working in different areas of the store and had different lunch periods, they managed to get through the day without anyone suspecting their new relationship.
At lunch, one of Ann's friends did make a comment about Lonnie's mood, though. "Must be Lonnie's got a new girlfriend or something," Lois Oakes commented while she and Ann sat in the lunchroom eating. "He's always pleasant, but today he's acting like he's on cloud nine." Lois chuckled. "Must be the kid finally got his ashes hauled, huh? Lord knows he's needed to for a long time."
"Oh?" Ann said, interested. "What do you mean?"
"Didn't you know?" Lois whispered, "He tried taking out Vonna Jones a couple of months ago, but she wouldn't go with him."
"Vonna has no idea what she missed," Ann thought. She fought to keep her amusement from showing.
After Ann went back to work her thoughts turned to her relationship with Lonnie. She felt more than a little guilty about what he and she had done the night before, even though it had been one of the most wonderful nights she'd spent in a long, long time.
"I...I'm sure I'm not in love with Lonnie," she mused as she stacked boxes of dishes on the store's shelves. "I don't think I'll ever love him. If I keep seeing him, doesn't that mean I'm leading him on? Is it fair of me to do that to him?"
Those thoughts were countered by memories of what a wonderful lover the young man had been and left Ann confused. She wanted to stop seeing him because she didn't want to hurt him, but she wanted to keep seeing him because he was such a good lover. And on top of that, he liked and respected her, which was something Ann hadn't experienced in quite a while.
After work Ann went home and, paced back and forth in her living room while she was waiting for Lonnie to arrive. She decided that she was going to take whatever pleasure she could get from her relationship with the young man, and worry about the consequences later. She thought about what lay in store once Lonnie arrived. "If tonight is anything like last night was..." she thought. She smiled as a shudder of delight raced through her.
Lonnie, almost as anxious as Ann, drove into her driveway and parked his truck in front of her garage. Then he walked up the sidewalk to her front door and knocked it.
Ann opened the door, smiling at him. She stepped back so he could enter the house. "How are you today, Lonnie?" she asked.
"Ah...I...I'm, ah, fine," Lonnie replied.
Lonnie looked at Ann and was tempted to pinch himself. He thought she looked even prettier than she had the day before. She had on a mid-calf length cream-colored skirt with buttons up the front. Most of the buttons were open and a finely-formed leg encased in dusky pantyhose showed where the skirt gapped. Over the skirt, she wore a lace camisole that looked transparent, but wasn't. It clung to her lithe upper body like a second skin. A cream-colored jacket that had three-quarter length sleeves and only one button completed the outfit. Ann's long, curly light brown hair hung tumbled down around her face, falling almost to her small, but perfectly shaped breasts.
Ann stepped toward him, then she was pressing against him. Her arms snaked around him, working her hips against the rapidly growing bulge in the young man's groin.
Lonnie pulled her face to his and their lips joined. His tongue slithered out and caressed her lips. Her lips parted and her tongue sought contact with his, then their tongues lashed urgently. He cupped her ass forcing her tighter against the growing hardness in his groin.
Gasping, they leaned back in each other's arms. Ann's lips were red and wet and her eyes were ablaze. He pushed her jacket down. She let her arms drop and it fell to the carpeted floor of the foyer. After the jacket was off, Lonnie opened the few remaining fastened buttons of her skirt, exposing her middle, which was covered by one of the tiniest undergarments he'd ever seen, a lacy strip over her hips holding an ultra-sheer, lacy Vee of material over her bush which was the same color as her hair. Next, Lonnie peeled Ann's lacy top off. Her bra was equally sheer and lacy.
Ann wasn't standing still. While the young man stripped her clothes off, she undressed him. They struggled to remove their clothing while they moved toward Ann's bedroom, leaving a trail of discarded clothes in their wake.
Lonnie unhooked Ann's bra and her well-formed breasts burst free. Her nipples were already hard. He peeled down her panties and she laid down on the bed. The young man joined her and their sweltering bodies pressed together. The contact of Ann's hot flesh against his sent a rush of delightful sensations through him.
The young man, who was extremely aroused, wasted no time. His rigid shaft was trapped between his belly and Ann's and, as she moved against him, exquisite thrills coursed through him. He rolled atop her and she reached between them, gripped his tumescence in her soft, warm hand and positioned it at the entrance to body. Lonnie's hips surged downward, thrusting his cock into her, evoking a fervent groan from the aroused woman.
"Oh! I needed this so desperately, Lonnie!" Ann groaned, her eyes wide and filled with desire.
Lonnie responded with a powerful movement of his hips, experiencing the tight clutch of her snug channel around his penetrating member. It was magnificent! He was so turned on he couldn't hold back long, but from the way Ann's body was quivering, he suspected she was as close to coming as he was.
Ann's legs hooked behind Lonnie as she forced her lean body against his. Her arms snaked around his neck and she pulled his face down to hers. Their lips joined and their tongues dueled. Wracking spasms, almost convulsions, roared through her.
Lonnie quaked as a stupendous tremor of ecstasy accompanied a powerful rush of fluids from deep inside him into his partner's quaking body.
Ann groaned into his mouth, laboring against him, shaking mightily.
Temporarily sated, Lonnie stayed atop Ann, looking down into her smiling face. He kissed her softly. His cock, still deep in her, remained as hard as it had been when they began.
"God, Lonnie!" Ann exclaimed, her chest heaving, her face flushed. "I needed that so much!"
"What next?" Lonnie asked. He hadn't calmed down, not one bit!
"Fuck me! I want you to fuck me until I can't come any more!" Ann exclaimed. She pulled him down and plastered her mouth against his. Yesterday and today were the best days she'd had in such a long time!
Lonnie rolled off her, finally and they snuggled, enjoying the caress of warm flesh against warm flesh as their bodies recouped. After a while the young man began caressing her softly and Ann responded, her skin rippling as his hand glided over it.
"Oh!" Ann moaned, "God, Lonnie, that feels so marvelous!"
"That's the general idea, isn't it?" Lonnie replied.
His cock, still hard, was pressed against Ann's belly. She rolled onto him. "You want more, do you, Lonnie?" she asked. Her hips moved, caressing his shaft with her wet opening, sending rapture racing through her. "Is this what you want?"
"God, yes!" the young man gasped. "You know I do!"
"I guess maybe I should let you have it then, shouldn't I?" Ann said, continuing to move her hips.
The caress of Ann's wet opening on the shaft of his cock excited Lonnie even more. He shoved his hips upward, seeking more of the wonderful caress. "Please, Ann, please!" he begged.
Ann wanted him just as much as he obviously wanted her. She slid her hand between them, clutched him, and soon had him deep inside her again. When Lonnie's swollen shaft slid into her, caressing her channel, she began rocking her hips. "Oh, God!" she cooed, "I love this! I love it!" More and more frantically her hips moved, whipping the young man's cock around inside her, stimulating her as much as it seemed to be stimulating him, if the flush spreading over his body was any indication. Her moans increased in intensity and pitch, and her body began trembling uncontrollably. "Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!" she wailed. "Oh, yes! Oh,yess! Oh, yesss!"
Ann's lean hips moved violently and her slender body shivered and strained as she came. Lonnie groaned as he blasted hot jets of sticky cream into her, filling her to overflowing while, once again they partook of the glories of a shared orgasm.
When she finished, Ann was so filled she could feel their blended fluids trickling out of her and dripping onto him. "God!" she murmured happily. "That was fantastic!"
"It sure was!" Lonnie agreed.
Ann pushed herself up and smiled down at him. "I'm a mess," she said, making a face, "I need a bath." She slid off the young man, got up, and headed for the bathroom.
Lonnie watched Ann walk out of the bedroom. She had an incredible body! When he heard the shower start, he got out of bed and walked down the hall to the bathroom. He was sure the sound of the water was loud enough so Ann couldn't hear him approach. He wanted to take a shower with her and hoped she'd let him.
Steam from the shower filled the bathroom, but through the clear shower curtain surrounding the old claw tub, Lonnie could observe Ann's pale, slim body as she bathed herself. His cock lurched and his breath caught.
Ann turned to face the door and her eyes filled with fire when she saw that Lonnie was standing there, watching her. Smiling at him, she said, "I was wondering if you were going to join me, Lonnie."
Lonnie walked toward the shower, grinning. "I thought you might need some help," he said. He stepped into the shower, took the washcloth from Ann, and began caressing her breast with it. He could hear her gurgles of delight as he ran the lathery cloth over her body.
"My goodness, Lonnie, you sure do know how to give a bath!" Ann moaned, "God, does that ever feel nice!"
Lonnie caressed Ann's breasts with the lather-covered cloth until her nipples were poking out of a covering of foamy suds. Even though he found washing her breasts delightful, there was much more he wanted to do. Guided by his hand, the washcloth slithered down over her flat belly and moved between her trembling legs.
"Oh!" Ann cooed, "Oh! God!"
Lonnie thoroughly lathered Ann's vagina and it wasn't long before she was trembling so hard she had to clinging to his arm for support. Her breathing had turned harsh and her delectable chest heaved as she sucked in air. She was an incredible sight, a vision of suds-covered, lust-filled beauty.
"I-I-I-I'm going to come!" Ann panted, "Oh, God, Lonnie! I'm going to come!" Her hips drove against his hand, twisting, turning.
"Isn't that why we're doing this?" Lonnie asked. He continued the caresses that were driving her wild.
