He had always suggested another meeting but she had of course reminded him of their agreement. But he was nothing if not persistent. He could not get the image of her naked before him nor did he suspect that she could quite put him out of her mind.
He finally had some down time coming up before his next trip and called her to see how she was. It was Friday. He was happy to hear her voice and even happier to learn her busy schedule was finally slowing down and all her home remodeling was done. Which meant that she would again be 'home alone'! She was as exciting to talk to as ever and her of course was again suggesting they be together even if it was infrequently. To his pleasant surprise she agreed that they should talk on Monday and he should come by to see all the work that had been done. He was already hard just talking with her and thinking about what was to come.
She was so happy to hear from him and she always felt so good talking with him. And he was sooo persistent. He melted her on the phone reminding her of their first time together. She felt herself becoming aroused again even though she had fought it. She wanted him, as much as he wanted her, she knew it and so did he. She found herself agreeing to talk with him again on Monday morning and knew where that would lead. But she didn't care she wanted him. She wanted to see him, to feel him. She wanted to feel his kiss on her mouth. She wanted to feel his hands running all over her, pulling on her nipples, squeezing her ass, and most of all playing with her pussy.
She found herself daydreaming off and on all weekend about him and about their last time together when she had met him at her door in nothing but high heels and her mink coat. She could still see the look of desire on his face and if she closed her eyes she could almost feel his tongue between her legs! This was going to be a long few days. It was quiet in the house, as everyone had gone to bed over an hour ago.
She tried to keep busy but at the end of the day after everyone was asleep Friday night she found herself alone in her bathroom taking off her clothes and looking at herself in the mirror. She turned on the shower thinking she would take a quick shower before bed. She had been dieting and working out for the last few months in preparation for an upcoming cruise and it showed. But like all women she always saw room for more. As she looked she found her hands wandering over her breasts as her nipples hardened and a familiar wetness started to flow between her legs. Damn him, she thought. She had been fine all this time or so she thought and her she was alone thinking of him and getting excited again. She knew it was too late now. She gave in, and let her hands fall to touch herself between her legs. She closed her eyes for a moment and there he was in her mind's eye standing behind her naked, his rigid cock pressing against her ass and his hands playing with her pussy.
She opened her eyes and looked at the clock. She had been standing there in playing with herself for a few minutes and it had seemed like only seconds and she was already soaking wet and she knew on her way to a solo climax that would be big since it had been so long. It didn't matter, she knew what she wanted, him. She looked at her image in the mirror. There was a look of hunger, of desire in her eyes and all the while her fingers were working her pussy. Her clit was hard and extended out as her fingers stroked across it. Her wetness was even greater now as she again thought of him and the last time they were together. She loved how she excited him. She remembered how he slid the fur from her leaving her naked except for her heels. He turned her around and bent her over the table in the room as he did nudging her legs slightly further apart. Then she felt his cock that day pressing against her wet pussy lips and then sliding into her. He buried it in her and pumped her with it few times she remembered, which caused her to inhale deeply now as she thought of it and could feel her climax building.
Damn him, she was standing alone naked, her hands busy at her pussy about to cum and all this from just talking to him and now thinking about him.
She didn't hold back she worked her pussy now faster and faster holding her pussy open with one hand while working her clit quickly with the other. She looked up in the mirror as she began her orgasm. Her mouth was open; her tits were flush, nipples hard as her eyes glazed over with pleasure as she shuddered with the release that was the beginning of her very, very, intense orgasm. She heard herself moan as she came and was thankful she had turned on the shower before she started, as she had not imagined this would be what she would be doing. She felt her self bending at the waist and pushing down and back as she imagined him behind her now his cock pumping in and out of her pussy while his hands rubbed her clit making her cum.
It was so intense, so real she couldn't believe it was just a fantasy. She came down from her climax and saw herself shaking her head in disbelief in the mirror and then smiled at what she had just experienced. She knew she had to have him again.
He hung up from talking with her and his cock was hard as usual after they talked. He tried to ignore the situation but could not. He sought relieve by removing his clothes and lying down on the bed. He took his rock hard cock in one hand and his balls in the other. He began stroking himself slowly at first and then as he thought of her he picked up speed. He thought of their first time together in the car where he had made her cum by playing with her pussy while he kissed her. She came quickly and after she did she had quickly bent over and took out his cock forcing his pants down and out of the way. He closed his eyes and saw her in his mind with her face buried between his legs. He remembered her hot, wet mouth engulfing his cock. How excited she was to have him in her mouth. He felt how she had sucked him all the way in while working his balls with her hands. She had stopped then for a moment to come up and look in his eyes, smile, and kiss him and ask him if he wanted to cum in her mouth. He didn't have an answer then or now.
He remembered groaning then, as she slipped her mouth back around his quivering cock. He remembered how great it felt and how wet she was when he slipped his hand down her back and over her ass and into her pussy. She was pushing her pants farther down for him allowing him complete access to her. He remembered how disappointed he was when she stopped sucking his cock suddenly and sat up. He opened his eyes from his reverie and saw that his cock was now twice as hard and much longer than it had ever been. He went back to his memory as he increased the pressure on his cock stroke, knowing he was very close. He saw her in his mind's eye as she sat back in the car and pushed her pants down and off. He saw the look of need and desire in her eyes. And he felt himself smile broadly as he remembered her climbing across the front seat and straddling his cock and then pushing herself down and onto his waiting hard cock.
That was all it took. He came back to the present day as his cock unloaded spurt after spurt of hot cum onto his chest and abdomen. He was groaning as he lessened his stroke and when he finally looked down he was amazed at the volume of cum he had produced from just thinking about her. It really was going to be a long weekend.
He found himself thinking about her all weekend. He hoped she wouldn't change her mind. He wondered what she would surprise him with next when he saw her on Monday.
Each time they had been together she had found something new to wear. Though she hardly wore any clothes, except for during their car ride and even then she was practically naked. The first time it was a long warm blue robe, then a short colorful kimono, then a sheer red see through full-length cover up, and then of course a mink coat and heels. She was going to take him on a tour of her newly remodeled basement family room. Maybe she would have something in store for him there. Maybe when he came by she would be waiting for him down there leaving the door open for him allowing him to come in and lock the door behind him. Maybe she would be naked down there waiting for him? The suspense would be unbearable.
Monday finally came. It had taken too long in his mind and hers. He called early, about nine, she answered. She was excited to hear his voice. His low and soft tone had always made her hot. She told him she needed to shower and get 'ready' and that she would call him back afterwards.
More waiting, he didn't mind though. Being with her was always worth the wait. He was finishing his coffee when the phone rang, it was her, finally.