I was in my home state for an extended visit and, though this wasn't my first time back, it had been twenty-five years since I had moved away. I had done my best to stay in touch with many of the people I'd gone to high school and college with, which had become easier with the advent of social media, but it was always nice to catch up in person. Since the last time I'd been back, a high school classmate who I'd also run cross-country and track with had reached out to me, on social media of course, and we'd caught up a bit online. Once the details of this trip were more or less finalized, I checked in with her to let her know that I'd be around and when and asked if she wanted to meet up for coffee or a drink. She was totally down for meeting up but suggested that we finalize the details once I was actually in town since she had a couple of teenagers involved in a lot of activities that she'd have to work around.
Rather than continue to coordinate through social media, we exchanged numbers and were texting once I was in town. She had a date that would work well for her because her ex-husband was taking their kids out for the night. Since the house would be empty, she suggested that I could just come over to hang out and she'd even provide dinner. The date worked for me and, though the thought definitely crossed my mind that she was divorced and inviting me to her house, I was certainly not expecting that anything sexual was going to happen between us. She'd kept up with running so she was in good shape and I knew that it would be difficult to turn down an opportunity to see her naked if one presented itself. It was just one of those things that, just because she was divorced and inviting me into her home, I knew that it would be inappropriate to read anything into that.
It was a hot and humid September evening when I arrived at her house with a couple of bottles of wine, one red and one white. We ate inside with the air conditioning going and the mosquitoes barred from bothering us. The food was really good but the conversation was the high point, at least initially. We remained at the table after we'd finished eating, just continuing to talk and work on the wine, though were taking that slow since she still had to work in the morning. Eventually, we cleared the table and relocated to the couch with our wineglasses. I set mine on her coffee table and sat then she set hers down and sat much closer to me than she needed to. When she leaned toward me, I absolutely did not resist and our lips met. I could feel my cock stiffening as we progressed from kissing to making out.
I brought my hand up to fondle her boob and could feel her hard nipple through both her bra and her sundress. Her boobs were probably slightly smaller than average but obviously that didn't make me want to continue any less. I casually slipped my hand around behind her and found a zipper, which I slid down. Her sundress was sleeveless so, once I had the zipper fully down, it was easy to slide the top down her arms, leaving her bra exposed. I fondled her boobs through her bra just long enough to determine that there was a front clasp, which I then unfastened. I didn't even bother helping her out of her bra, just got my hand onto her bare breast while my cock became even stiffer in my shorts.
Sue slipped out of her bra as we continued to make out and I caressed the soft, smooth flesh of her boobs then began to pull me backwards as she was reclining on the couch. She lay on her back while I was on my side so I could easily caress both of her boobs while we continued to make out. It wasn't too long, though, before I kissed my way down so that I could lick and suck her hard nipples. Without my mouth pressed against hers, she began to moan as she ran her fingers through my hair. While my lips and tongue were busy with licking and sucking, I slid a hand down then hiked up the hem of her sundress. I was pleasantly surprised to find that she was not wearing any panties and was immediately exploring her pussy, which was practically dripping with juices.
As I alternately slipped a finger in and out of her hot, wet pussy and lightly caressed her clit, she was moaning louder and longer while her body was subtly writhing. I was pleasantly surprised by how wet her pussy was and couldn't help but think about how amazing it would feel to slip my cock into her, assuming that we'd be going that far. Since she'd initiated this, it seemed reasonable that she would be onboard with taking things beyond a manual orgasm but, again, I could not make any assumptions. Since she was moaning pretty much continuously, I didn't even bother trying to go back to making out and was still slobbering all over her hard nipples as she was getting closer to cumming. I could tell not just from the sounds she was making but also because her pussy was becoming even wetter and more engorged each time I slipped my finger into it.
When she started tensing up and arching her back, I figured she must be right on the verge of cumming but I just continued what I was doing since it seemed to be doing the trick. It wasn't much longer before she briefly went still and silent then let out a cry as all the tension left her body. As she collapsed back onto the couch, her entire body was shaking and her pussy was flooded with even more juices. Her orgasm appeared to be highly pleasurable and was definitely nice and long. I was still licking and sucking her nipples while fingering her pussy and caressing her clit as she was cumming, though I don't know for sure whether that helped to provide more pleasure or not. Only when she finally went still and silent did I raise my head and bring my finger up to suck her juices off of it.
"Oh my god," she said, "I was obviously a little pent up. That felt absolutely amazing. I certainly hope we're just getting started, though."
"I have no plans to go anywhere," I replied, "and I'd really love to get you naked."
"All in good time," she replied, reaching down to caress my stiff cock through my shorts, which she then began to open. She sat up then moved down the couch, kneeling beside me as she used both hands to get my shorts open and down enough to extract my stiff cock from my briefs. She gently gripped it and briefly stroked it before lowering her head and engulfing it in her hot mouth, causing me to moan. I don't know how I didn't immediately start spurting into her mouth, as worked up as I was and as good as it felt. She was gently pumping the base as she slid her lips up and down my shaft and, as if that wasn't arousing enough, watching her doing it was incredibly hot. I pulled a throw pillow under my head then reached down to slide my shorts and underwear down a little further but, otherwise, I was just lying there enjoying the pleasure I was feeling.
