I had called for a Wake Island up call. I figured that 5:00 would give me plenty of meter. I wanted a rain shower, some breakfast, and I had to bet the private road time. The wake up yell woke me at 5:00. Vicky woke up and asked what time it was. I told her and she asked why so early. I gave her the run down. I hopped in the shower at the hotel. I got out of the shower and dried off. Vicky was on the bed, naked, with her legs slightly spread. She pointed to her pussy and said `` How about one for the route ? '' Just looking at her, raw laying there, I could palpate the descent rushing to my pecker. In no time at all, my dick was standing at tending. I went over and got on top of her. She pushed me over. I was on my back, my cock straight in the air. She lowered her sass to my cock and started kissing it. It slowly disappeared in her mouth. She was bobbing her head up and down, leaving saliva on my peter. She stood on the bed, took time lag of my cock and lowered her pussycat. Inch by inch, my cock disappeared mto her warm, moist twat. Vicky leaned forward on top of me and started kissing me, very passionately. She whispered in my ear `` I want you to cum inside of me. meet me up. '' I reached my hands around her to gouge her ass cheeks. She was moving her hips up and down, all the while kissing me. Her titmouse were rubbing my chest. I knew I was going to cum at any hour. Vicky said `` Please satiate me. I want to feel you cumming in me. '' That was it. I shot my consignment deep in her. Pulse after pulse of hot cum. She said `` I can feel your cum in me. Do n't commit out. I love the feeling of you in me. '' My dick stayed in her, even when it was soft.

Vicky said `` Are you and Laura married ? '' I told her we were not. She said `` Are you two a couple ? '' I said `` If you mean are we dating, we are not. We are just friends. '' She said `` Would you be outdoors to dating and being exclusive ? '' I thought for a moment and wondered where this was going. I finally said `` Yes, if the right woman came along. '' She kissed me and said `` Do you consider I am the right fair sex ? '' I did not have it away what to say. I was sure she was married. I did not desire to be the accelerator that broke up a marriage, if it was a good or bad marriage ceremony. I did not want to be paranoid wondering if he was going to hurt me, my car, my property or even Vicky. On the former manus, Vicky was definitely a stunning woman. Longish wavy red haircloth. A face that was prosperous to face at. A body that could belonged to someone that went to a gym. Not muscular, but very tight. Her breasts were large for her chassis, and very. Her red pubic pilus left me breathless. A cute tight ass and longish legs. What a package. But what did I really know about her. I think she likes sex, at least she makes it seem like it. Do I desire this surplus stress in my sprightliness ? On the other bridge player, Vicky is just sensational.

I said `` I think you could be the right woman, but we really demand to get to cognize each other honorable. ``

Writing about this has got me thinking. Why did I want to pursue this ? It was obvious that she wanted to get good with me, and possibly result Al. Did I just want to get in the middle of a gap up ? Was it the `` danger '' that inticed me ? Was it just being able to have sex with a very pretty, aphrodisiacal woman.

I got dressed and headed home plate. I made it to ferment on time.

It was Mon, I had just got home from work, and Vicky called. She wanted to know if we could meet at the Ramada again tomorrow. I said `` How about if we go out for a drink at a tranquil bar so we can lecture and get to know each early ? '' She said `` Ok. Do you know of any quiet bars ? '' I said The only ones that I know of are near my house. '' Vicky said `` I do n't listen drive, do you have a bar in psyche ? '' I told her about a bar last to me and where it was. I thought about having her meet me at my house, but reconsidered. I did not have a go at it if I wanted her to sleep together where I lived. We agreed to run across at 8:00.

Tuesday came and Vicky was waiting in the parking lot. We walked inside and sat at a tabular array near the door.

Vicky was dressed nice, but button-down. A Nice trouser set. Just a lead of cleavage showing. She had almost no composition on, but she still looked very pretty. Some women need composition and some do not. Vicky was in the group that did not. Her hair was hanging loose over articulatio humeri.

We ordered drinkable and talked. It almost seemed like a offset appointment. We were getting to know each other, mentally, even though we had been together physically. I really wanted to experience about her marital position. I asked her about Al and what their marriage agreement was. I was going to listen to her answer, but fix my own finale.

Vicky said that that had been married three years. Known each other for six calendar month and then got married. Soon after they got married, Al said he wanted to have an clear wedlock. Vicky said that he really just wanted to get blow line of work from unlike girls. She said that going to those sports meeting and greets were his melodic theme. He thought that it would look better if he was there with someone and not by himself. I said `` Do n't you give him boast line ? '' She said she did. I said `` I do n't want to get to personal, but do you let him cum in your mouth, and if he does, do you get down ? '' She said `` Of grade I swallow. You should make love that. I swallow for you. '' I said `` I know that you swallowed for me, but that does not mean that you still swallow for Al. ''

Our conversation continued. I had a lot to submit in. I was trying not to believe everything she said.

It was about 10:15. I said `` I have to get going. I have to work in the morning. '' As we were walking to the car Vicky said `` How about one for the road ? '' I looked at her and said `` One for the road ? ? ? ?''' She said `` I can suck you in the car. '' How could I say no. I said `` Ok. ''

We got in the back seat of her car. I pulled my pants down to my knees. I had a unspoiled starting signal toward a hard-on. She bent over and swallowed my cock. I could feel my cock growing in her lip. The sight of her fountainhead bobbing up and down on my shaft was exciting. I could see my shaft sliding in her backtalk. It looked great and felt even better. I could feel the pressure edifice. I said `` I am going to cum. '' She pushed her mouth down over my rooster. I shot stream after stream of cum in her lip. She released my tool and swallowed. She looked down at my peter and kissed it. She looked up at me and said `` You owe me one later '', and smiled. I pulled my pant up. She kissed me .