A pretty young woman is jilted by her intended lover and ends up drunk and in the arms of a man old enough to be her father. A long sensuous and erotic story that teases and unfolds sexily.
It was 2am she was more drunk than she had been since she was a teenager and the friendly goodnight kiss had escalated to a long passionate embrace. Rachel wondered how her evening had brought her here. She had planned to have sex tonight, but not with this man and certainly not here in the car outside her apartment. She felt horny as hell, the sweet pink hipster bikini panties she had worn to seduce Paul grew damp in anticipation. She found herself sinking into the passion of his sweet breathless kisses. Found her tongue exploring his mouth wantonly. She enjoyed his polite restraint knowing he wanted to run his hands over her small firm breasts. Knowing the lump in his pants was straining at the seams of his designer label suit pants. He was almost shaking with lust. The hem of her halter necked dress had slid upwards revealing a hint of her panties and the fact that she had deliberately not adjusted it would be enough signal to most younger men that she was aching to be touched.
'Don't you want to touch me?' She panted between mouthfuls of wet lips and tongue.
"More than anything I do, but I just didn't want to take advantage of you, I mean I'm almost twice your age and…' His conversation was swallowed by the passion of her kisses and he moved a tentative hand to the soft silk halter that stretched tightly across her braless breast. He felt her petite mound warm beneath his touch and the nipple respond to his fingers tracing an outline and pinching. She moaned appreciatively as his nimble fingers teased each nipple to their proud erect position straining at the sheer silk that stretched over them. He slid one hand inside the slit between them and beneath the fabric and clutched urgently at her soft silken skin. Her small round firm breasts were quite the most exquisite he had ever felt. Everything about her was divine. Barely 22 years old 5'4" tall slender, curvaceous, with silken shoulder length honey blond hair an angelic visage punctuated by clear blue eyes and full red lips. The lips he could not pull himself away from.
It had been almost two years since Sean had had sex. He had suffered a messy divorce 3 years earlier, which left him emotionally shattered. The last sex he had was with an Asian prostitute on a business trip and he had ejaculated virtually the moment she had touched him. This was his greatest fear now too. The hard on struggling inside his pants was already throbbing and he was shaking from the pleasure of being with her. Here he was at 43 years old deep in adolescent necking in a car outside her house wondering whether he was going to cream his pants. He wanted to touch her more she had indicated she wanted to be touched. The miniscule piece of silk hem that had barely covered her panty-line had slid up long ago and his furtive glances at her hot little panties had only brought encouraging smiles and giggles from her.
Rachel enjoyed the effect she was having on him. As pretty as she was younger men seemed to take her looks for granted and push to fuck her or encourage her to go down on them as soon as she indicated she would let them. Sean was different. He was almost twice her age and so polite it was almost impossible to seduce him. She wasn't sure she wanted to have sex with him. Well, maybe not here in the car. She didn't know why she was kissing him at all. Only that she was drunk and horny and he was sweet and polite and she knew the power of her flirting with him had. It made her feel powerful when a short time ago she had felt jilted and powerless. It made her feel unbelievably wanted when she had felt rejected. The evening had started out normally. She had been dating Paul a handsome 25-year old salesman from the advertising agency where she worked in PR. They had dated a few times and Rachel had waited for four or five dates before she let the heavy petting escalate to fondling and finally mutual masturbation. Tonight however had been 'the night' she had planned to invite him into her apartment knowing her flat mate was away from the weekend and they would make love all weekend and it would be romantic and passionate and everything she imagined.
She was a fool to confide in Candice, the 'vacuous office bike' someone had called her unkindly. There had been some competition between the pretty PR girls to date Paul and the frequency of Rachel's dates with him seemed to indicate to all of the girls that he was her property. The celebratory company party where the partners treated the employees to a meal and reception at a 5 star hotel was a great opportunity for her to spend time with Paul and then return to her place for a weekend of feverent lovemaking. Rachel had worn her sexiest slinkiest dress. A hot pink skin-tight silk halter that gathered her small pert round breasts into a sumptuous cleavage that drew longing gazes from every man and daggers from the executive wives. Their gazes were not confined to her tits but scanned lasciviously down her petite hourglass shape, pausing to admire her firm round ass and then flickering eagerly across her slender shapely legs. The tight pink dress hugging her form like a second skin stretched tightly over her curves and ending with the slightest whisper of hem covering her panties. Rachel was one hot angel in a tight dress and Paul was the lucky man who was getting the ride to heaven.
The outfit had seemed to work when Paul picked her up. He couldn't keep his hands off her. The kiss at the door when he arrived had evolved into a grinding session where his rapid pan t growth was pressed urgently against her as he slid his hand beneath the tight hem and felt her warm silk clad buns. Rachel would have almost let him slide her panties aside and let him do her there in the doorway, had they not been already late for the reception. She nibbled his ear and fondled his cock gently as they drove. She had brought him to orgasm several times the last time they dated with her nimble fingers but this time she just wanted to tease and save his thick cock for her hot wet pussy.
'God you are a tease, you're lucky I'm such a Fucking gentleman Rach' or I'd pull over and fuck the daylights out of you right now.' He moaned.
'Maybe later! If you are good boy, I might let you.' She broke off and whispered in his ear.
' My Pussy is sooo wet don't you want to feel it?' Rachel panted sexily into his ear.
He took one hand from the wheel and deftly slid it beneath the stretch of hem to her panties and found her clit and began massaging it through the sheer panties feeling the dampness grow and her breathing become more rapid as his nimble fingers brought her to a shiver quickly enough to show how eager she was for him to continue. Rachel was quick to orgasm or maybe it was just that he was such a good lover. It had been on the second date that he had brought her off more than half a dozen times until she was a shivering mass of wetness. He would usually have fucked her then and there but she insisted they wait until they knew each other better. She would not have resisted had he pushed it a bit even then but he thought she was worth waiting for and besides it made it more of a conquest, more erotic, like doing a virgin. She was the prettiest thing he had been with for some time and he wanted to take his time and enjoy her sumptuous curves and build her up to a frenzy before slipping his ample manhood into her. He knew she would be the kind that screamed the house down as he fucked her. She had already shown how vocal she was as he masturbated her and fingered her g spot. He liked 'screamers' they reassured him that his handsome good looks and athletic physique was turning them on while his foreplay technique made them beg for it. He wanted Rachel to beg for it. Every guy in the office from the CEO down would like to be where he was tonight with this hot, horny blond babe writing beneath his touch and cooing sexily in his ear as she fondled his thick cock inside his pants.
They had both had to re construct their clothing and regain their composure before entering the party. They walked in hand in hand and Paul enjoyed the admiring and lustful glances of the males in the room and the daggers of the females as their partners tried to distract them from Rachel's exquisite physique and angelic countenance. She lit the room with her smile and ignited the fantasies of every male who saw her. The quiet middle-aged partner Sean Smithers looked uncomfortably nervous as the couple approached him to talk. Paul was one of his better young sales staff. He was good but his arrogance and self-assuredness left him a little cold and perhaps jealous too. He was as successful with women as he was with business. He was not sure what the pretty country girl saw in him except perhaps his good looks and self confidence. He was a prick but he didn't know why she didn't see through him.
Sean liked Rachel and he had taken a very fatherly like interest in her since she had come to the city and taken the job, she was a similar age to his own daughter. He liked her sweet honesty and altruistic. She was pretty, very pretty but not full of her self. Generous with time and friendly to all, warm and understanding too. He liked her almost as much as he despised Paul's arrogance. The thought of that dickhead taking advantage of her sweet nature and yeah he had to admit it getting to fuck such a hot little babe was almost too much to bear. They made pleasant pseudo business conversation and enquired about families and eventually Paul excused himself to hunt down some drinks to return with cocktails for both. Sean could see he was aiming to get her shit-faced drunk so he could get into her pants. The couple drifted apart and Paul began to work the room. He was angling for a promotion and knew that if he flattered the boss's wives and kept them amused he would be able to position himself more easily. It was when Candice arrived that he disappeared.
