Lucy Dreher, a nurse who was a friend of the groom, was starting to think she wasn't going to meet any interesting men at the wedding reception. Then, standing at the food table, she started a conversation with Tom Dawson, who told her he was a guidance counselor at Jamestown High School.
Tom, who had recently gotten divorced, thought Lucy was both attractive and intriguing. And there was no missing the meaning of the looks she'd begun giving him part way into their conversation. "You want a drink, Lucy?" he asked.
After he got her a drink, he asked her to dance. He found being on the dance floor with her very enjoyable. So enjoyable, in fact, that he began getting an erection.
Lucy felt Tom's erection and was pleased. Since Tim Jackman was out of circulation now that he was married, she wouldn't be enjoying his very satisfying love-making any more. This guidance counselor wasn't bad-looking. Lucy had never slept with a teacher and, as always, was open to a new experience.
"What say we take off?" Tom whispered in Lucy's ear when the dance ended.
"Sounds good to me," Lucy replied. "You want to come over to my place for a cup of coffee?"
"Sure," Tom replied, hoping the invitation included much more than coffee. Lucy was wearing a lacy ivory T-shirt and a dark green suit with a short, snug green skirt. Judging from the way the suit looked and felt, it was made of silk. Her fine legs were encased in dusky pantyhose.
"Come one," Lucy said. "I've got my car. You can follow me in yours."
Tom had no problems following Lucy to the home she'd recently purchased. The small house was on the outskirts of town, situated on an isolated lot at the end of a long, tree-lined driveway. The closest neighbor was hidden from view by thick forest.
Tom pulled into the driveway and parked his car next to Lucy's in front of her garage. He got out of his car, walked over to Lucy's car and, just as he reached it, her door opened and she emerged.
She looked at him and licked her lips seductively. "Ah, Tom," she said. "I...I...I'm not sure I should have asked you out here like this..." She brushed her hair back. "I mean, I hardly know you and..."
Tom took a step toward her. He had a feeling Lucy was playing some kind of game, and that he was expected to do something, so he did what he wanted to do, hoping it would be the right thing.
Lucy pleased when Tom's arms wrapped around her and his warm lips covered hers. His embraced tightened and he pulled her against him. Lucy felt desire flaring inside her when the guidance counselor's body pressed against hers and his tongue speared between her lips. With a groan, she wrapped her arms around him, pressed herself against him, and began lashing his tongue with hers. She felt exultant. This was going even better than she hoped it would!
When the kiss ended, she stepped back, her chest heaving, looking up at Tom.
"You really aren't sorry you invited me over here, are you?" Tom asked.
Lucy shook her head. "Hell, no!" she replied.
Tom moved toward her, reaching for her again. His arms again went around her, he pulled her to him, and his lips once more covered hers. His hands gripped her firm bottom, pressing her loins against the swelling at his middle.
The feel of the Tom's hands on her bottom almost made Lucy faint. She felt his hardness pressing against her and was jubilant. Her arms slid around his neck and her tongue stabbed between his lips.
Tom, taking advantage of the fact that Lucy was clinging to him, kept his lips mashed against the hers, his tongue thrusting in her mouth. Meanwhile, he slid his hands down to the hem of her skirt and pulled it up. He was delighted to discover she wasn't wearing pantyhose, only stockings and sheer silky panties.
Lucy made no effort to resist. She clutched him tighter, kept kissing him, and groaned into his mouth. She couldn't believe what she was letting this guy do to her, or where! He had her skirt up and was fondling her ass! In front of her house! In broad daylight! This was turning out even wilder than she'd hoped it would!
On fire with passion, she clung to Tom while his hands did wild, wonderful things to her. She felt his hands grab her bottom, then he lifted her off her feet. The next thing she felt her warm flesh contacting the smooth, warm, metal hood of her car.
After setting the Lucy on her car, Tom opened his pants and fished out his cock. Then he pulled her against him and, guiding himself with his hand, he pushed the center panel of her panties aside, and thrust his swollen cock into her already-wet vagina. He heard her sigh as his cock slid into her.
