The next day, after work, Lonnie again went to Ann's house. He walked in the back door crossed the kitchen to where she stood waiting, put his arms around her, and kissed her.
Even though Ann still had misgivings about what she was doing with the young man, she returned the kiss avidly. He was the first man she'd been with in ages who really seemed to care for her. The irony was that as much as she liked having sex with him, she wasn't really in love with him. Now she was the user, not him. "Oh, Lonnie, I'm so glad you could stop by again today," she murmured. She was already feeling the beginning of arousal.
Lonnie cupped Ann's delectably shaped bottom in his hands and pulled her against him.
Ann, loved the young man's attentiveness and ardor, and felt passion begin to rise in her the minute he touched her. Would she ever get enough of him? He was the best thing that had happened to her in a long, long time. She had come closer to allowing herself to care for him than she had anyone in a long, long time. But, as always, something seemed to be keeping her from making that real commitment, allowing herself total happiness.
Lonnie backed her to the kitchen table and lifted her onto it. "Lonnie! What on earth are you doing?" she exclaimed.
Lonnie's lips covered hers as he opened the buttons of her blouse.
"I can't believe it! He's going to make love to me here in the kitchen again!" she thought as thrills rushed through her, "It's a good thing Martin hasn't been home. If he was, sooner or later, he might come to the door and catch us." She wasn't sure why, but thinking about her neighbor caused her excitement to wane a bit.
The lull in Ann's growing arousal didn't last long. Growing delight, fueled by Lonnie's fervent caresses, continued to course through her. It grew more and more powerful the more he touched her. He got her bra open, pushed it up, then his hands cupped her breasts and his thumbs tweaked her nipples to full, tingling rigidity.
Lonnie's erection strained in his jeans as he fondled Ann's breasts. He pulled up her skirt and moved between her bare legs. He already knew the table was exactly the right height for what he intended to do.
"Lonnie!" Ann protested as the young moved closer to her. She heard the zipper buzz on his jeans. "We shouldn't...not here...Oh! Lonnie!"
Warmth and wetness engulfed Lonnie's rigid prong as it slid into Ann's quivering body.
"Oh! Lonnie!" Ann groaned. Her body filled with heavenly feelings when his erection slid into her. "We...Oh, God! We shouldn't, ah, shouldn't...be...Ah!...doing this...Oh!...here!"
Lonnie clutched her bottom, holding her against him as he drove into her. The drapes were open and there was a big, uncovered window in the kitchen door. When he and Ann made love in the warehouse, he discovered that the prospect of discovery made sex that much more exciting. The incredible thrills he was feeling as he plunged his cock into Ann while she sat on her kitchen table, confirmed that. This was almost as exciting as when they'd made love in the warehouse.
The young man looked at Ann. Her eyes were gazed with lust, and her face had the slackness of passion he'd come to know so well. Her mouth hung partly open. Her lovely petite breasts, the nipples rigid, jiggled delightfully.
"Lonnie! Lonnie!" Ann wailed, clutching at the young man's arms, "I'm...I'm coming! Agghh! Ahhh! I'm coming! Yes! Oh, yes! Ohh! Ohhh! Ohhhh!"
"Yeah! Oh, God! Yeah!" Lonnie cried. His fingers dug into her bottom as he rammed into her powerfully and his fluids gushed into her spasming, fluttering tunnel.
Afterward, they clung to each other until their bodies calmed. Lonnie's erection softened and slid from his lover's still-quivering opening.
"Oh, Lonnie!" Ann said, exulting in feelings of satisfaction she had once again experienced with him. "That was incredible!"
Lonnie smiled and kissed her on the forehead. "It was, wasn't it?" he said. "It's really a turn-on making it in places where you could get caught, isn't it?"
"Yes, it is," Ann agreed. She hugged him and gave him a kiss, then she slid off the table and felt the tickle of his juices as they trickled down her legs. She kissed him again softly. "I need a bath," she said. "You got me all sticky."
"Can I take a bath with you again?" Lonnie asked.
"What do you think?" Ann replied, grinning.
Arms around each other, they headed for the bathroom.
They undressed and got under the shower. In no time their hands were sliding over warm, soap-slick flesh.
Lonnie moved behind Ann, who suddenly felt something warm and hard press between her buttocks.
"Lonnie!" she exclaimed, as the young man pulled her against him. He squeezed her breasts and pushed his hard shaft between the cheeks of her ass. It felt incredibly good!
Lonnie's hands clasped Ann's breasts, the nipples jutting between his fingers. Her urgent murmurs and groans announced that passion was in total control.
Lonnie thrust forward, driving his cock into the cleft of her bottom, a movement facilitated by her body's soapy covering.
Ann pressed back against him. "Oh, Lonnie, you make me crazy!" she moaned. "God! You touch me and I have to have you!"
"I need you, Ann!" Lonnie whispered in her ear.
"Let's get dried off and go to bed," Ann said. The fleshy tube prodding her bottom insistently, teasing her anus, and tantalizing her vagina was turning her insides to gelatin. She wanted it in her!
"I don't want to wait. Let's do it in here again," Lonnie said.
Making love in the shower the day before had been wonderful, so Ann bent over. The minute she did, she felt the tip of the young man's cock slide between her puffy lips and touch her clit. He pulled back and Ann grabbed the faucets to steady herself when Lonnie shoved forward and his cock entered her.
Ann began trembling with delight when she felt the wedge-shaped, purple head of the young man's swollen organ begin to spread her open. Then his erection slowly began to enter her, filling her. She couldn't believe how many ways there were for him to delight her! "Oh, Lonnie! That's incredible!" she groaned.