John woke with a start in the middle of the night. He was laying exactly in the position Trudy had left him in on the sofa, bare ass naked, extremely glad his wife was out of town on one of her business trips.
His prostate was still sensitive due to the finger fuck he had received several hours earlier. He grinned ear to ear as he remembered how incredible, almost dreamlike it had been.
He still didn't know what prompted such a one sided display of raw passion but for whatever her reasoning was, he knew he was a lucky man. He only hoped that at sometime he could let her experience the overwhelming joy and exhilaration he felt as he had passed out.
Yet he wondered how he, a man who had so many times been the dominant in sexual situations, had completely given over to surrendering to her manipulation. The more time he spent with Trudy the more he became intrigued. As her sexual awakening was occurring, his long suppressed yearnings to be fulfilled stirred constantly in his loins. He realized as a man in his mid fifties that he was feeling like a teenager sexually. He couldn't get enough of this beautiful woman he had waited so long in the shadows to have.
Trudy awoke early that morning and as she was in the bathroom she also was thinking about the night before. She reveled in the thought of his cock hitting the back of her throat with each thrust. She smiled at the still present taste of her lover's cum, salty sweetness. She reached between her legs and started massaging her pussy thinking about his screams as he exploded in her mouth with more cum than she thought possible. Her finger slipped inside her cunt as her mind wandered trying to think of the time and scenario when she could next say "Now!" As her mind raced, her self-manipulated climax happened quickly and much stronger than usual. She couldn't understand why the thought of this man stimulated her so.
John called her that morning to ask if she could give him a lift home after their meeting scheduled that evening, as his car was in the shop. She of course said yes and as she hung up she knew she could sense the the smile in his voice. Months had passed between their first two encounters and she had a feeling that neither could last that long. Too much sexual tension had been brewing between them. She felt the moistness of her panties as she sat at her desk trying to focus.
They sat across from each other at the meeting and behaved as if nothing was going on yet every now and then they would catch the gaze of the other, the sparkle in their eyes. Afterward their usual group of friends hung around outside talking and making plans for a group get-together. John could feel the fire burning in his jewels every time Trudy spoke. After all of the details were settled everyone headed for their cars. As the doors shut John asked Trudy if she was up for some coffee. They went to the coffeehouse around the corner and sat and talked for a while and enjoyed each others time alone.
As Trudy started the engine, John blurted "I want to Fuck You!" Trudy stopped breathing as she processed what he had said. Her response was not at all what she expected would come out of her mouth, "Here, Now? Don't you think its a little crowded in this parking lot?" John leaned over and kissed her as his hand dropped to the union of her legs and squeezed her pussy. He felt the heat and moisture already present.
