It was a warm April night when a knock at my door announced that Anna Wilson, the wife of Robert Wilson my co-worker, showed up at my door wearing a light blue raincoat and matching light blue slacks. She had a small suitcase trailing long on its rollers.
Anna was not a 10 rather she was at least a 7.0 on the scale of female attractiveness. I had seen her last summer a couple of times in her bikini the sight of which got me hard. When our eyes first met, there was an instant connection even though Anna was eleven years my senior.
Her hair was a dark red and it was natural because the sprig of two of pubic hair that escaped her bikini bottom were the same color. It was evident that she arose from a Celtic line which was complimented by long shapely legs that were sculpted from white marble. They met at a pubis which had to look divine from the little bit her bikini bottom hinted at by her snug bottoms. There was a clear indication of a camel toe which caught my and every other guy's attention because it showed her camel toe until one of the other women wrecked it by indicating her wardrobe failure which after blushing, she corrected in the ladies' outhouse.
Her mummy's tummy was nearly flat even though she had carried and birthed four children however, her birthing did, however, spread her pelvis some. Anna's ass looked round and firm beneath the bikini's fabric. Her back looked soft and supple. Her tits were large but not too big an E-cup by my estimation. Her nipple poked through the material and when they did that I had all I could do not to race up and yank the top off so I could suck the round love tops.
Like most females, once she knew she had my attention, she had to tease. nothing overt or gross but subtle reminders that she knew I was turned by her. Deliberately wiggling her ass r tits at me when no one was looking giving me a devilish grin daring me to do something about it. She knew she could arouse me and it seemed to me she enjoyed doing it.
But she was married and the mother of four children so she was untouchable. But I could dream about being between her thighs humping her or having her ride me, or eating her cunt until she begged me to stop, or having her suck my cock with my cu overflowing out of her mouth, and, yes, even violating the puckered hole between her butt cheeks. And, dream I did.
It had been almost two years since my girlfriend jilted me, so I was very hungry for a woman's attention and love even it if was just for one night, and the woman I wanted more than any other was Anna Wilson.
As I said earlier, she was beyond my reach until the night her husband put her up for $500.00 worth of chips. Bob ranks among the ten worst card players in the world so after a few hands I won his chips and his wife. Now she was here in my living room.
"Hello, Anna."
"Hello, Jimmy."
"Here we are aren't."
"Yes, we are and if you don't kiss me soon, I am going to slap your face. I've wanted this moment for so long, Jim."
In the face of corporeal punishment, I overcame my shyness took her into my arms, and kissed. It was a passionate lovers kiss. Her tongue invaded my mouth and her tongue into mine. They dueled and as they dueled, the heat between us and in us had to have reached four-thousand degrees Fahrenheit. I slid the raincoat off her onto the floor and she began unbuttoning my shirt. Soon my shirt joined her coat on the floor and my hand took her left breast out of its cup and fondled it exciting its nipple with m. finger Soo it was elongated and very turgid. When we broke the kiss off, she said,
"Jimmy, I am already soaking. I need to get ready before we make love."
"You're ready already, all I need to do is shed the clothes off your body and throw you on the couch, and then love you."
"No, I need to get ready. Take my suitcase to the bedroom and put it on the bed.
Then take a bath towel and lay it on the bed. Where is your bathroom?"
"It is just off the bedroom."
After she got situated I was kicked out and told to wait for her. It will only be fifteen minutes. I didn't know if I could wait half an hour to an hour waiting for her. My cock ached, my balls ached and I was randy as a guy can get and live to tell the tale. So when she went into the bathroom, I stripped naked and put on my bathrobe. My cock poked out from between the folds.
To jerk off or not to jerk off that is the question. I decided not to. So I tried to read the recent National Geographic. Tried but couldn't. Visions of her naked body and seeing her use a washcloth all over it and then envisioning her washing out between her legs. Were nearly driving me mad. I had waited to ravish her for nearly the whole time I've known her and now having to wait while she completed her toilet to cruel and unusual punishment on her part.
Fifty minutes she came out in an ivory opaque nightgown with a matching robe. I could see any panties she wanted herself to be accessible. The closer she came the more her body appeared through the shimmering cloth. The dark triangle of her mind also became visible.
"Like what you see?"
"You are a goddess Anna."
I tried to get up but was pushed down.