I used to visit them occasionally. They were close family friends, and were warm folks. I do not know exactly when, but slowly I started getting attracted towards Jia. Her looks, her smile and her conversation, everything would make my heart melt for her. I wonder if she knew it at all that I was dying to be close to her, physically.
After each visit, my yearning for her would increase. I would dream of her, would hear her talk and even felt her close to me but all in my dreams. Once when I was visiting her place late in the evening, I found that her husband was out of town. I was reluctant to delay my departure. After the dinner was served, she said if it was too late to return to my hotel I could stay the night over. I willingly accepted the offer. Since I was staying the night and the next day was a Sunday, there was no hurry to retire.
I excused myself from our animated conversation that we both were fond of, and went to relieve myself. Inside the bathroom, her evenings discarded clothes were lying scattered. I picked up her blouse, brought it close to my nose. There I could get the aroma of my desirable Cherie. I could almost feel her close, with my eyes closed. It was the smell of a woman, whose sweat mixes with her perfume to make the most exotic aphrodisiac. I could feel the stirrings in my loins. I picked up the other things, her brassiere which gave the shape to her lovely breasts and smelt that too. Her aroma was lingering. Next I had her soiled panty in my hands. I was feeling intoxicated just at the thought that she had been wearing it all the whole day, and it had rubbed all over her to retain all the lovely smells that my lady had. I put my nose to the part close to her crotch. It had an acrid yet inviting smell. I licked that part of the panty to taste if there were any dried drops of her piss or cum. It tasted salty, may be of her sweat. My cock was all hard and bursting out of my trousers. I opened the fly to let the monster out. By now there was trickle of pre cum oozing out of my pee hole. I rubbed my cock with her panty as if I was rubbing myself against her groins. It felt nice, and I had a sudden urge to leak, to relieve my sexual tensions.
I sat down on the toilet seat, and stroked myself, covering my cock with her brassier and I had pulled the panty over my head, so that the panty’s crotch was on my nose and the mouth. This was I could almost get the smell of her cunt and lick with my tongue whatever dried secretions were there. It took me several minutes to peak, till I reached the point of shooting my cum high up in the air. I have always noticed that the cum goes the farthest, if I am sexually over excited and am feeling real horny.
After having relieved myself, I stepped out of the toilet. She enquired as to what took so long. I gave her a sheepish grin and a meaningful smile. She turned her face away, as if knowing my deeds. Or did she keep her ears to the door, when I was busy stroking my rod into her clothes. Suddenly she got up and went to the toilet. I was afraid if my act would be discovered. When she emerged out, I felt she eyed me suspiciously but did not say a word. She sat next to me on a sofa.
She was showing me her old photographs when her knee brushed against my leg. I thought it was by chance and excused myself. After a while her hands casually brushed against my thighs. I straightened myself, since my cock had a mind of its own and would unwind itself into a monster without any shame. After a while she got up to make a coffee. I went after her, I was drawn by the scent of the woman, as a dog would chase a bitch in heat. Only if I knew if she was in heat.
In the kitchen, while turning around to pick something she brushed past me. I could almost have grabbed her in my arms, she was so close. Anyway, we sat once again to have coffee. Then the conversation veered around adult films and the pleasure of watching it. I was perplexed at her frankness, she had never been so frank during my previous visits. I told her about my surfing the adult web sites, and she enquired if I shagged while watching those. I shyly nodded yes. She said she too enjoyed watching good horny sites but her husband was never a game for such fun. By now she was stretched out on the sofa, with her legs close to me. I bent down to delicately pick her feet and put them on my lap. She did not resist. She had cute feet, very small, very soft. I was rubbing her sole, when she said oh it feels so relaxing. While making herself more comfortable, her shirt came out her jeans with a bit of belly flesh on display. I was now stimulated and would have done anything to lay this lovely beauty.