I had known him since we were kids but had not seen him for some years. We had both gotten married and kids, work etc had kept us all busy. He was a farmer and I had heard he had divorced a couple of years back so when my boss asked me to drop off some papers I readily agreed.
I drove up to the isolated farmhouse and he opened the door as I got out of my car. He still looked good, tall and muscular with brown hair and a ready smile. He recognised me straight away and invited me in for a coffee. We spent an hour chatting away and catching up on old times, it seemed to fly by.
I decided I had to get home and as I left he told me to pop round any time and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I had enjoyed myself and decided to take him up on his offer.
Over the next few weeks I got into the habit of calling round a couple of times a week after my shift had finished. A cup of coffee turned into a glass of wine and a peck on the cheek became a kiss full on the lips.
On my previous visit he had held me and we went into a full blown make out session. He kissed me hard and after a few minutes I felt his hand slide up to my breast, gently rubbing and squeezing it until my nipple hardened and he took it between his finger and thumb, pulling and nipping it.
Eventually I pulled away, my face was flushed and my pussy was tingling and becoming moist. Things were moving fast and I needed time to think. I said I would see him in a few days and walked unsteadily to my car to drive home.
Two days later I finished work early and drove once again to the farmhouse. I wore a light summer dress, buttoned down the front, a front opening bra and my smallest, flimsiest knickers. I knew what he wanted, I wanted it too and I was going to make sure we both got our wish.
When I arrived he kissed me and offered me a glass of wine. I sat in a big, old armchair and, as I sipped my wine, I studied him closely. He looked as nervous as I felt but the bulge in his trousers showed his arousal too. Eventually he put down his drink and moved to me, I lifter his face and he began to kiss me, gently at first but then with increasing urgency.
I opened my lips and he eagerly pushed his tongue into my mouth, sliding along my lips and then into my mouth searching for my tongue which I readily gave him. I again felt his hand moving on to my breast and his big, strong fingers soon found my nipple. I moved to undo some buttons on my dress and his hand moved inside to squeeze me over my bra. He swiftly found the catch at the front and opened it to release my small but firm tits.
He chuckled at this as he realised that I had come prepared and he was going to get to fuck me at last. I then moved my hand down to his crotch and grasped his cock through his trousers. He certainly had the right equipment and was as hard as iron. I started to rub it up and down whilst he began to suck on my tits and nipples, going from one to the other alternately flicking with his tongue and his fingers, squeezing my breast to push the nipple into his mouth.
Soon our excitement could not wait any longer and he moved his hand down onto my leg and slid it up to my pussy. I had not worn any tights or stockings as the weather was so warm and he soon found my pussy lips covers only by a tiny pair of knickers.
Pushing them aside, he rubbed his big, meaty finger up and down my wet pussy until I opened up to him and his finger slipped inside. While he fingered me I struggled to undo his belt but had to admit defeat ad gently pushed him away so I could stand up and use two hands.
I undid the belt and unzipped his trousers. I pushed them down until his briefs were exposed and with my thumbs inside them I slipped them down, revealing lovely , thick, hard cock. As he undressed I unbuttoned my dress an removed my knickers and sandals. Now totally naked I sat back in the armchair, watching while he got rid of the rest of his clothes. I stroked a finger along my now very wet pussy and on to my throbbing clit.