"Scouts honour" Mark responded, neglecting to mention he had never been in the Scouts, "Now is fine. I don't have any further plans until this evening so lead the way." He quite liked the way her crooked smile spread across her face. They had a good half hour looking over the dozen other canvases on site and both found the other engaging company "Yes, I'll buy this one through the gallery so that you get your sales fee."
Rachel's delight let the persona slip "I'm so pleased you like the pictures; it's very gratifying to hear that kind of feedback. It will be a lot of fun to do a commission - assuming you can be very specific on what you have in mind."
"You're very attractive" he gently prompted.
Rachel blushed a deep shade of red "Errr, well thank you... errr that's very... nice of you to say."
Mark's warm smile radiated at her "I'm sorry if that's a little strong so soon after first meeting but I thought it best said out loud. I hope you appreciate how very unique you are."
She was looking up into those blue eyes, hanging on his every word, meanwhile, her knees seemed to be made of jelly, the way they seemed to shake. Mark could tell she was hanging on his every word; a sceptic might have said she was going to profit handsomely from his business and yet she seemed genuine in her persona and he didn't care, the cost of both was the equivalent of a couple of weeks work for him. "It's very gratifying to hear, thank you" Once again she found herself staring into those blue eyes and she forgot how to form words to speak. She should be asking him about timescales and where the installation would be but all she could do was stare up at his radiant smile.
The smile was still there but it was getting closer and still, she remained frozen. The smile finally descended to her lips and then he was kissing her -- more importantly, in an instant, she was kissing him back. The kiss was gentle, the lips were soft on hers and his aftershave smelled of flowers; she found herself reaching up and wrapping her arms around his neck. The kiss continued as he similarly wrapped her in his arms, it was then that Rachel felt a significant lump pressing against her stomach.
The kiss lasted some time and Rachel found herself slightly disappointed as the man stood back up straight and even rose to her tiptoes, she had to look at him with a questioning expression. The smile returned to his face as he asked "That was especially nice but I just wanted to check that I'm not intruding on someone else's ground. Do you have a significant other be it male or female?"
Rachel let out a mirthless bark of laughter "You are joking, aren't you? My daughter's father couldn't be seen for dust the minute we found she had a learning disability. His precious ego couldn't comprehend a child who was less than perfect; I'm afraid I haven't had much luck on the men's front ever since if I'm honest." She was immediately silenced as Mark leant down for another gentle yet intense kiss, although it surprised her it made a pleasant change for a man not to run for the hills when she mentioned her daughter's circumstances. That kiss was followed by another only this time his hands went to her hips to hold her firmly and yet gently. The more they kissed the more Rachel found herself melting into his grip. The world could have stopped revolving for all she cared at that moment; yes, he was obviously older than her. Yes, she had only met him a short time ago and yet he exuded a perfect mix of manliness while promoting her importance rather than riding roughshod over her opinions or achievements.
There was a risk that they would be disturbed, but in Rachel's mind it was only a slight risk, she still stepped out of the embrace and reached for his hand. She then led them to a small area which looked like it had been a workshop of some description in the past, although now devoid of any items apart from an old work desk and chair but at least it had a door that could be shut if not locked. Mark pulled her into a hold once again and gently placed his lips on hers only this time, instead of putting both arms around his neck, Rachel put her left arm there but her right hand worked lower until she could cup the bulge in front of his trousers. He let out an approving "Mmmmmm" mid-kiss and Rachel guessed he approved as he didn't pull away. In reality, she had been curious about it since first registering it there but the more she explored the more she liked. She had never been with a really big lover but the bulge sat in front of her felt thick; she never considered that it could just be his choice of clothing.
Mark reached up an exploratory hand to the topmost button of her crisp white blouse, it popped easily with little resistance. As she didn't protest, he popped a second and held still waiting for some sign of resistance or agreement, it came in the form of Rachel reaching up and popping the rest herself. She guided his hand to cup her perfectly proportioned breast before she returned her hand to the front of his trousers. She had always wanted larger tits and yet Mark still pulled back from the kiss to deliver his appreciation, "You have perfect breasts. My hand is the perfect size."
She smiled at his compliment and said "I could say the same back at you" giving his lump an extra squeeze just before she used her left hand on the back of his neck to guide him back to kissing her again. He liked the way she smiled. He liked the way she smelt. He especially liked the way that she wasn't afraid to take the lead; that's not to say he didn't take the lead but on a first encounter he was always conscious not to push a lady too far down a wrong path. That could come later he considered as he reached his hands done to grasp her buttocks, 'Yes, I would like to explore these -- but later on perhaps' he debated in his head.
Rachel appreciated the attention but reached back and steered his right hand back to her breast, she would enjoy that attention more. While her hands were free, she tugged her blouse off and then reached behind her back to undo the clasps of her bra. As soon as Mark sensed the elastic relax, he pulled the bra down and away from her; he could now reapply his hand but this time he was feeling her warm flesh unhindered as her penny-sized nipple pressed into his palm.
This next phase prompted Rachel to reach down and tug his trousers zip down. Her slender hand slipped inside the opening and once again grasped the column of flesh inside, this was when she realised that it wasn't clothing accentuating the ridge, it was a nice thick slab of meat which made her knees feel even more like jelly than they had previously. Rachel felt even more lightheaded when Mark pulled back so he could duck his head down to take a nipple between his lips. He sucked, licked, and nipped at each nub in turn. All she could do was hold on tightly to his shoulders while she allowed him free reign to work his mouth any way he wanted.
Mark was pleased he had been allowed to explore but he wanted something more now. Standing up straight, he took hold of her hips, spun her around 180 degrees and gently guided her backwards until her butt bumped into the bench behind her. He lifted her up but while doing that, hooked her legs apart and in an instant, he not only knelt on the floor between her legs, but he also reached up and tugged her panties down to her ankles to be discarded behind him.
Rachel guessed what he intended but was pleased that his first thought was to please her even though she was debating in her head when would be a good point to sink to her knees before him. Little did she know but Mark had a penchant for licking pussy and it was a diverse skill he demonstrated for the next twenty minutes, determinedly working his tongue and lips over every fold and crease of her labia and delicious pussy; the way he burrowed his long tongue deep inside her especially had her using both hands to grip the back of his head while wriggling her butt and legs about was the perfect feedback for him.
She tasted delicious and he would have happily continued to feast on her but after her second orgasm, Rachel became hypersensitive and had to push hard against his forehead to get him to disengage as she gasped "No more, please. I beg you." Mark rocked back on his heels as he surveyed the sight before him; she looked amazing. Wearily Rachel slipped from the bench and steered him to assume her previous position stating "My turn now. I should warn you I'm a little out of practice." Mark wasn't bothered about that, he just appreciated her wanting to reciprocate and stared into her upcast eyes as she lovingly took him into her mouth. He still had the sight in his mind of her expression when she freed his dick from the confines of his trousers, it was obvious that she had rarely come across such a girth but that didn't prevent her from doing a very admirable job of taking him as deep in her mouth as she could manage.
