Oddly until that day I had never particularly found Anna all that desirable. We went to high school together. We'd been friends then and the intervening years as well, but it never clicked, and I hadn't thought anything of it -- I mean, if you had the gift, you'd probably use it for the girls you longed after in high school, not the ones who were just study friends. She seemed overly earnest, overly Polish, kind of dramatic, kind of chubby, bright enough but not the sort of brilliant that wowed me like some of the other girls I had been wide-eyed for at the time, and just generally not quite my cup of tea. She was smart, she'd become a lawyer in the meantime, and she had a little boutique practice in estate law that gave her a reasonable amount of income on a very flexible schedule, so that was all to the good.
But we were having coffee that morning at a somewhat pretentious espresso cafe and she was telling me how much energy this new medicine had given her -- it was a course of steroids and I took the opportunity to tease her about turning into a bodybuilder -- but her sense of humor wasn't what it usually is. She was exasperated, so I had her tell me why, and apparently her husband Jeff had been underperforming for quite a while and then suddenly when the treatment made her hormones jump and her engine race, his engine wouldn't turn over.
"That sucks," I noted, taking another sip of my coffee. I peeked between her ears and grinned; I could see where her head was: Jane had apparently spilled just a bit of tea about one of our sessions and Anna had some idea that I could give her some advice, or below the surface where she couldn't admit it to herself yet, she had some idea I could give her a good time.
"What are you smiling for? About to make some joke at my expense?" She looked across the table at me, setting her coffee cup down forcefully.
Angry blue eyes, round Slavic face, pale blond hair, heavier frame than I'd usually like but I thought to myself "she's transformed into a bit of a MILF" and then realized what I'd thought.
"No, no, half a second, I have an idea." I checked my phone. Good, the calendar was free; it was nearly 11 but I didn't have anywhere to be until getting the kids at 3. I felt good. Clear. Energetic. And upon half a second's consideration, in the mood for a fun time.
I didn't expect any resistance though every now and then people surprised me. So a quick test. I broke off a bit of the scone I had been gradually eating and held it up towards her. "Here, try this," I offered, willing her to lean her head forward and take it from my fingers. She did, no thought of resistance, even licking my fingertips as I continued thinking about that. Good, this wouldn't be a struggle, except when I wanted a little struggle.
"That's tasty," she said. I popped the rest of it into my mouth and chewed, smiling at her.
"It is nice, isn't it." I rose from the table, and shrugged my windbreaker jacket back on, tucking my phone into the jacket pocket and picking up both our coffee cups. "Here, come with me."
She followed obediently as I went down the stairs toward the back exit. No one was down here, so I set the cups momentarily atop the vending machine and turned to her. "When do you pick up your kids?"
"Alexander's got fencing class today, so Andreas will bring him home. And Sofia won't be back until semester break. How about you?" Sofia was doing some sort of study-abroad thing; I didn't remember the details and didn't feel like asking.
"I'm free until 3. And Tullie is working from home. How about Jeff?"
"No, the return-to-office has Jeff back in there except for Mondays."
"Ok, well, your choice then." She looked puzzled.
My smile came back and I reached out into her head, then reached out with one finger and lifted her jaw. Her eyes dilated, she inhaled, her posture straightened, and she half-stepped forward as I stepped in towards her and our lips met.
Anna kissed fiercely. It was a pleasant surprise to feel her fire. Her tongue met mine, her breath quickened, she shivered against me as I pushed her against the wall, and her hand reached around me to grab my butt. And that last really convinced me this was going to be a fun afternoon.
After a kiss much longer and more interesting than I expected, I broke away. I could feel her nipples hard against me, through her shirt and whatever lingerie she was wearing underneath. And though I wasn't fully hard, I had stiffened quite a bit, so I ground my hips against her and rubbed my burgeoning erection against her belly, and enjoyed the ensuing smile from her.
"You get to choose, my place or yours. Tullie isn't expecting us but she'll be thrilled if I bring you by, it mostly depends how much you want to eat pussy as well as take my cock, or if you'd just rather it was you and me with maybe a little extra spice from submitting to me in your marital bed."
Wow, did that line work, her face flushed and I thought she was going to come right there. I took hold of her left breast and twiddled her nipple through the fabric, it was as hard as I'd expected. She took some effort to form words around her rapid breaths. "Just you. My place. Uh, follow me there?"