Fred Mellon saw the young woman standing on the other side of the portable dance floor set up in Heidi Tate's back yard for her wedding. Since he had come to the wedding reception alone, he decided to ask her to dance. She was quite attractive and was wearing an incredibly snug black mini-skirt, which highlighted her long, fantastic legs. Her blue satin blouse was so sheer Fred could see the scanty bra encasing her fine breasts. She was about five-nine, extremely slim, had a nice tan, and her beautifully styled wavy brown hair hung just past her shoulders.
Fred made his way across the dance floor and walked up to the young woman. "Hi, would you like to dance?" he asked.
Carol Ann Allenstein looked at the man who'd invited her to dance. He wasn't bad-looking, although he looked older than most of the guys she went out with. But, since Tim Jackman had just gotten married, she was in the market for a new lover. "Sure, I'd love to dance," she replied.
Carol Ann saw the man staring at her legs as she moved onto the dance floor with him. The band was playing a slow number, so they moved into each other's arms and began moving around the floor, amid other dancing couples.
"I'm Fred," he said.
"Carol Ann," the girl replied as she moved into his arms.
Fred enjoyed the feel of the young woman's body against his as they danced. She felt as hot as she looked.
"You a cop, too?" Carol Ann asked. "Seems as if every guy here is. Either that or a teacher."
"I am a cop," Fred replied. "What do you do?"
"I manage an apartment building," Carol Ann told him.
"So how did you get invited to the wedding?" Fred asked.
"Tim, the groom, used to rent an apartment in my building," Carol Ann said.
"I guess you have a vacancy then," Fred responded. "Seeing as how Tim's married now."
"Looks that way," Carol Ann said. "You looking for a nice small apartment?"
"It depends," Fred said. "I suppose I could be, if it was the right place."
"Maybe you ought to come over sometime and see what I've got to offer," Carol Ann suggested. She moved closer to him, letting her body rub against his more openly.
Fred felt her move closer, smelled the scent of her perfume, and his body's response. Asking Carol Ann to dance was an excellent idea. He could feel her firm breasts pressing against his chest and her soft hair tickled the side of his face and he shuddered. He let his arm drop, and his hand slid onto her finely-shaped bottom.
Carol Ann wasn't surprised to feel Fred's hand on her bottom. Then he cupped a buttock and squeezed it softly. She shuddered, her breath caught in her throat, and she felt warmth rising in her. "Ohhh!!! That feels nice!" she thought.
When the music stopped, Fred led Carol Ann into the house, and into the den, closing the door behind them. He sat down on a chair, pulled her onto his lap, and began stroking her legs, his hand going as high as her snug skirt allowed. He knew Carol Ann liked what he was doing. She was murmuring softly and he could see her nipples growing erect against her filmy bra. As he held her, he could feel her trembling and her breathing began to sound a little labored.
Carol Ann was elated by what had developed. Fred's hand was her nuts. This was going even better than she hoped it would.
Fred kept doing what he was doing. The young woman on his lap was breathing hard, and the trembling in her legs had gotten more noticeable. He had a feeling he could have a lot of fun with her. He got her to stand up and turned the chair so they were facing each other. Carol Ann stood in front of him, flushed, breathing hard. Her erect nipples showed through the thin satin fabric of her sheer blouse and scanty bra.
"You're gorgeous," he said softly.
"Ah..." Carol Ann replied. She still could hardly breathe. "Thanks!"
"You have a gorgeous ass," Fred told her. He cupped her bottom in both hands and pulled her between his legs. "It feels wonderful," he told her, squeezing her firm bottom. "You're turned on, aren't you, Carol Ann?" he asked softly, continuing to gently massage her bottom.
Carol Ann nodded. "Uh-huh," she murmured.
Fred took his hands from her bottom, cupped her breasts, and slid his thumbs over her nipples until they were poking out clearly through her blouse.
Carol Ann felt as if electric shocks were going through her. She couldn't get her breath and felt weak and unsteady. She put her hands on the man's shoulders.
Fred tugged her blouse out of her skirt, then slid his hands up under it, cupping her firm bulbs of flesh through her lacy bra.
"Ahhhhhhh!!!!" Carol Ann groaned, her body quaking. God, did this ever feel good!
Fred continued petting Carol Ann's breasts and, as he did, he discovered that her bra's clasp was located between the lovely mounds of flesh adorning her chest. He flicked it open, then his hands slid onto her warm flesh and her rock-hard nipples pressed into his palms.
"Mmmmmmmmmmm!!!!" Carol Ann moaned. Damn, he was making her feel wild! This was freaky!
Fred thrust one of his hands between her legs, forcing the mini-skirt up as his hand slid up between her thighs. He cupped her vagina and felt wetness and heat emanating from her core. Gently, he probed her sopping middle, seeking her clit through her panty-hose. He felt her fingers tighten on his shoulders as he caressed her vagina.
"Gahhhhhhh!!!!" Carol Ann mewled when Fred's hand came in contact with her pussy. She couldn't believe this! Here, in some stranger's den, a guy she'd just met was playing with her tits and pussy, and she couldn't stop him! Oh, God, was this ever wild! She didn't know what he was going to do to her and she didn't care as long as it kept feeling this good!
Fred worked his hand inside Carol Ann's panty hose, pushed it down through her pubic hair, and onto her vagina. Her hips were squirming and thrusting constantly. He found her clit and began flicking his finger over it, punishing it. She reacted with soft moans, sighs, and thrusts of her hips. Sure she was now so aroused she would let him do whatever he wanted, Fred pushed Carol Ann's blouse up and bared her chest, then he urged her closer and took one of her nipples into his mouth. She responded with heightened moaning.
