Giving Her What She Needs

**For obvious reasons, names have been changed. This is a true story.

It had been a relatively normal day, not too busy for once. Amelia had come to visit me, she brought me lunch. It was a nice surprise, she had been in the area and decided she wanted to come see me. It was nearing the end of the day, I was on the phone with John going over the plan for the next day when she decided to start rubbing my pussy through my pants. I didn't give her the rise she wanted, so she stopped.

Instead, I began rubbing the inside of her thighs, slowly making my way to her pussy. Once I was off the phone I began to rub her in earnest. "You're so bad! You wanted to trip me up while I was on the phone with him!"

"Whaaaat? Me? I didn't do anything, I'm innocent." Amelia said with a look on her face that was anything but innocent.

"You wanted to make me start moaning and jumping while I was on the phone with John," I said as I kept rubbing her pussy more vigorously now. I could feel her getting damp even through her yoga pants. "Mmmmm. Let's take this elsewhere," I said moving away from her reluctantly.

"Where did you have in mind?" She asked looking at me a little apprehensive. I said nothing, just grabbed her hand and lead her to the empty apartment in the back of the funeral home. I unlocked the door and lead her inside. I had given her the tour earlier, fully intending to bring her back in there later to mess around. Once we were in I pushed her down on the over stuffed chair inside the apartment.

"You're so agressive!" She exclaimed in a mocking voice. I smiled, leaned over her and went back to where I left off, rubbing her over her pants again.

Pausing momentarily I looked her in the eyes, "take off your pants."

"Everything?" Amelia asked.

"Yes, everything, boxers too." I looked at her seriously and then broke into a shit eating grin not able to help myself. She obliged me, then sat back down on the chair. I sat on the floor close to her, positioning myself between her legs, pushing them open more. I slid my hand down one of her smooth thighs until I reached my prize, her soaking wet, naked pussy. She had shaved a few days before and I loved the nice clean look and feel of it.

I began by rubbing her gently, just on her outer lips at first, getting my fingers slick with her juices. Then, slowly, I slid two fingers into her. She was so tight, it was almost too much to start. I don't think she was expecting two fingers so suddenly. Amelia moaned softly, "oohh." I loved pulling a reaction out of her, it was my goal to break her normally stoic composure. I wanted to know she was enjoying what I was doing. I wanted her to feel good, like when she made me feel good. I began sliding my fingers in and out of her slowly at first, but not long after I started to build speed. She was making the most delicious noises now. Her eyes were completely closed, she was moaning louder.

Suddenly I slipped a third fingers in just to give her a little extra jolt, she reacted better than I could have expected. She began squirming just slightly and moaning a bit louder, "uuhhhhh." Her breathing became heavier, her legs began to quiver. I went back to two fingers so I could have better speed and momentum, she didn't seem to notice. Amelia must having been enjoying herself, her moans kept getting more frequent. She was getting wetter too, starting to gush a bit as I kept going faster and harder.

I slid a third finger in once more and she arched her back, "mmmmm," she moaned once again, still having her eyes closed. Amelia began to gush as I continued to finger her harder and faster, her legs shaking more violently. I didn't stop until she began squirting. The look on her face was priceless. I watched her the entire time, trying to gauge her reaction, loving every minute of it.

Once she began to calm down I continued stroking the outside of her now soaked pussy. "Was that okay?" I asked her. I had been a long time since I had the opportunity to please another woman.

"Yeah." Amelia smiled at me. I was finally starting to understand why she enjoyed pleasuring others, there is something about bringing your partner to the edge. Knowing that it was you that brought them such pleasure. I could easily become addicted to it. "What Nikki? What do you have that look for?" It was as if she could see the wheels turning in my mind.

"Nothing, just enjoying the moment." I said with a mischievous smile, already plotting how I could improve my technique and wondering how soon I would have the opportunity again.