After my wonderful weekend with David in New York and then my surprise adventure with Jill and Randy in Dallas, I settled into my usual routine. Get the boys off to school and then head for the health club and another vigorous workout.
Then I would return home, take a shower and settle down in front of the computer to enjoy reading sex stories on Literotica. After being thoroughly turned on by what I was reading I would then enjoy my daily masturbation session.
It is Wednesday and I have just finished a demanding aerobic workout. As I walk from the exercise room I hear a call from behind. "Miss Betty! May I talk to you for a minute?"
It is Anita the aerobic instructor. "Can we sit for a while? I need to ask a favor of you."
"Why certainly." I replied. "What's on your mind?" I asked as we took a seat at a table in the lounge.
Anita is a beautiful, vibrant girl with a fantastic athletic body. She is only about five feet tall with dark skin and short, raven hair. Anita is about 22 years of age. Every time I look at her I remember what Emily told me about her and my mouth waters. I would love to lick her little pussy.
"Miss Betty. I am leaving town and going back to Pennsylvania. My boyfriend and I broke up and my father wants me to come home and go back to college." She blurted.
"I'm sorry to hear that." I replied. "I certainly have enjoyed your classes the last couple of years."
She smiled broadly and replied, "Thank you for the kind words. I have certainly enjoyed my time here."
"What is the favor you needed?" I asked.
"I have to be at the airport at five o'clock this afternoon and I need a ride. I was wondering that if you weren't busy if you could pick me up at my apartment and bring me there." She asked with a pleading look on her face.
I looked at her for a moment and I immediately thought that I might have an opportunity to see if Emily was correct. "I am free for the rest of the day and I would love to give you a ride to the airport."
"Oh, thank you so much Miss Betty." She gushed. "I am completely broke and could not have paid for a cab. You are a life saver."
I could not believe my luck. Anita was leaving town for good and was also in need of money. This met all of my criteria for selecting sexual partners. I decided to take advantage of the situation. "Why don't we make an afternoon of it? I'll be at your place around two o'clock and we can go somewhere nice and eat before I drop you at the airport."
"Oh Miss Betty! You are so nice. I would love to spend the afternoon with you. As you know I live just around the corner and I am almost finished packing. I'll see you at two." She said as she stood up, gave me a big hug and kissed me on the cheek.
"I'll be there then." I stated. She gave me a big smile and almost skipped out of the club.
I drove home in a state of euphoria knowing that this afternoon I was going to lick Anita's sweet little pussy. Emily told me that she was a cinch and, according to her, she had never made a mistake when selecting a sexual partner for her and Richard.
Upon reaching home I went straight to my room and masturbated. All I could think of was sucking Anita's soaking wet cunt. With my feet up on my computer desk I experienced a mind-boggling climax as I pistoned my fingers in and out of my pussy and ass. Bucking my hips, I came with a profuse gushing of my love juice. I scooped up as much as I could and hungrily sucked it from my fingers and the palms of my hands. I wish that I could lick my own pussy. I know it sounds depraved but I love to eat cum.
I showered, put on my makeup, and began to dress. I needed to wear something that I could easily remove. I decided to wear a short, pleated, light green skirt with a white, sleeveless blouse that buttoned up the front. I decided not to wear a bra and also considered not wearing panties. But I did not want to scare the girl so I decided to wear the panties that Jill gave to me. The full sized white cotton ones with the light green stripes. They matched the skirt.
I only had three hundred dollars in cash, which I placed, in a plain envelope, in my purse. It would have to do. I also added a bra and Ann's blue panties. I would use the money, if needed, to proposition Anita and I would wear the fresh under garments to the airport.
It was a short drive to Anita's apartment and I decided to get there early. If I arrived at one thirty she may not be quiet dressed and I may be able to speed up the process. She had to be at the airport at five. Damn, but I wanted her badly. I could hardly wait to get between those muscular legs.
I parked the car and walked to her apartment. It was in a nice, modern complex and was located on the third floor. Apartment 363. I knocked on the door and after a few minutes Anita opened the door. "Oh, Miss Betty! You are a little early. I just got out of the shower."
She was dressed in a white, terry cloth robe and had a towel wrapped around her head. Her little face, with out make-up, was beautiful.
"I'm sorry. I am a little early, but I am anxious to get started." I apologized.
"That's OK. We can visit while I put my make up on." She replied and then added. "You are so beautiful."
"So are you." I smiled.
I had known Anita for two years and had taken her aerobic class on numerous occasions. She was a demanding and skilled instructor and was my favorite. I liked her a lot. Over that time we had only spoken to each other briefly, but on several occasions.
Her little body was very muscular in a sexy sort of way. Her legs, although muscular, were slender and well defined and her ass was firm and pronounced. Her tits did not appear to be large but would bounce in an inviting way as she performed her aerobic routine.
Since Emily's assessment of Anita I wanted her badly but I had to suppress my urges until now. But now an opportunity presented itself and I felt that I had take advantage of it.
Emily had said that Anita was a cinch. A cinch for a sexual conquest! I figured that we only had a couple of hours to play and I decided not to waste much time.
Anita walked to the couch and sat down. " I taught eight aerobic classes yesterday and four this morning." She said. "My feet and legs are so sore and tired. I was trying to make a few extra bucks to help me get started at home."
"They must be tired. Let me massage your feet." I offered.
"Oh No! Miss Betty" She replied as she briskly dried her hair with the towel. "I didn't mean to suggest that. You are already being too generous to me."
"Please, let me. It will be my pleasure. A good foot massage will feel good." I repeated the offer.
She smiled and said. "Alright, but just for a few minutes. We have a lot to do."
I kneeled on the floor in front of her and placed her feet on my lap. I took one in my hands and started to gently massage it. It was so small and dainty.
Anita sighed and leaned back into the couch. Her head was back and her eyes were closed.
