Shortly after my divorce, I decided to put personals ads on a couple of the more popular on-line singles sights. I had endured some of my friends' well-intentioned, but obviously misinformed, wives trying to set me up with their single friends, sisters, cousins, co-workers ... well, you get the picture. Working in the construction industry didn't give me much of a chance to meet anyone, either. The on-line scene was a bit of a mixed bag. I encountered a lot of women either looking to jump into a long-term, marriage-minded relationship, wanting a sugar daddy, or so desperate that they were willing to accept just about anybody. None of these fit what I was looking for.
As I logged in to one of the sites one day, I was greeted with a message that I had a letter waiting for me. As I opened up the letter, I was greeted with a picture of an attractive, smiling woman, about ten years younger than me. Her letter said that she liked the sense of humor that I exhibited in my profile, and that she thought that my picture was very nice. She told me that her name was Mary, and how I could contact her. We e mailed back and forth for a while, and then exchanged phone numbers. She surprised me with her intelligence and her sense of humor.
After a couple of weeks of talking, we were able to find a Saturday night where we were both available, so we decided to meet at a bar/restaurant near me. Amazingly, I was nervous waiting for the day to come.
That day, I arrived a little early, and seeing that it was a beautiful day, I decided to wait outside for her. I really didn't know what to expect when she arrived. I had only seen her profile picture, which was a head shot.
As I was waiting, getting more nervous, a mini-van pulled into the parking lot, with a woman who looked a bit like the picture behind the wheel. As she got out, my stomach dropped. This woman was two inches taller than me, and probably outweighed me by easily 30 lbs. I'm not exactly a little guy, either. " This CAN'T be her!" I thought to myself, as she walked towards me. Fortunately, she walked right past me, and entered into the restaurant side of the building.
A few minutes later, Mary walked up, with that same bright smile that was on her picture.
After we were seated, we started talking, and I was delighted by her easy-going nature, her laugh, and her beauty. When the woman from the parking lot walked past us, to go to the washroom, I pointed her out, and Mary couldn't stop laughing.
Mary had such an aura about her that at one point, out waitress, after asking the required, " Is everything alright here?" , stopped and put her hand on Mary' s upper arm and asked what scent she was wearing, because it was so nice. After Mary told the waitress what it was, and she walked away, Mary looked at me and said " That was kind of odd." " Not at all," I told her, " She was hitting on you." " Get out of here", she responded. "Are you going to tell me that you've never been hit on before?" I asked her. "Not by a woman", she answered. "You've just spent too much time on the South Side", I teased.
We continued talking as we finished eating, and had a couple of more drinks. After spending almost three hours with her, I did not want the evening to end, but I knew that we wouldn't be staying there.
As we walked out to the parking lot, we decided to check out a new bar that has a live band, pool, darts, etc. We decided to take my truck, and leave her car at the restaurant. As we got into my truck, I leaned in to her and told her "I'm sorry, but I have been wanting to do this all night", as I kissed her.
Mary gave out a little moan as we kissed, and when I pulled back, she looked at me and said "I was wondering how long it was going to take you to do that."
I laughed, and asked what she meant.
"Why don't we forget the other bar, and go to your place, instead, and I'll explain", she told me.
Now, I may not be the smartest guy in the world, but I can take a hint when you hit me upside the head with it, so I started up the truck, and started driving home.
When we got to my place, I stood behind her and helped her off with her jacket, and started kissing the back of her neck, as I stroked her sides. Mary moaned her approval as she leaned back into my body. I knew that she could feel my growing erection pressing against her ass-cheeks, and she sighed as she wiggled her ass against my bulge.
While we were standing like that, I started to unbutton Mary's blouse as I continued working on her neck. When it was fully open, I slid my hands in, and started to gently squeeze her breasts and tease her hardening nipples, which made her moan even more, and grind her ass against me even harder.
I turned her around, and we started a deep, soulful tongue-wrestle, as we held each other tight. She started to unbutton my shirt, as we continued kissing.
I was sliding my hands over her nice little ass, pulling her in, when I decided to walk her in to my bedroom.
When we got in to my room, I took a second to start up some music on my computer, and resumed kissing her.
I started at her lips, and worked my way down her neck, pulling her blouse off of her as I kissed and licked my way to her breasts. After I removed her bra, I wrapped my lips around one of her nipples, while I softly squeezed the other breast. As I teased her nipple with my tongue and my teeth, Mary let out a sigh, and pulled my head in tighter. I sucked in her nipple as far as I could, working my tongue around it at the same time.
She released my head and started to remove my shirt, and I moved to her other nipple, as one hand went down to her tight, squeezable ass. Just as I was noticing that I didn't feel any panties under her pants, she said to me "I'm wearing a thong", as if she was reading my mind.
After she removed my shirt, I knelt down, and started to remove her pants. I took in the aroma from het wet pussy, and leaned in to give her panty-covered lips a kiss.
After I removed her pants, I stood, and she started to undo my pants. As she lowered my zipper, she knelt, and removed my pants. As she was on her knees, she grabbed my now hard cock through my boxers, and gave it a kiss.
"This feels like it is going to do just fine", she said with a smile, as she stood back up.
"I'm going to use your bathroom", she told me. "Why don't you make yourself more comfortable, and I'll be right back."
As I watched her ass while she walked away, I noticed the tattoo on the small of her back, and enjoyed the view of her tight ass swaying back and forth.
I dropped my drawers, and lay down on my bed, waiting for her. As I heard the bathroom door open, and she walked back in to the bedroom, I heard her gasp.
"Holy shit!" she said, "You're huge!"
"I'm not THAT big", I told her.
"No, you're HUGE", she responded, "I'm going to have lots of fun with you!"
She stood at the side of my bed and took my stiff, thick cock in her hand, and started stroking it, as I reached out to her, and started slowly rubbing her wet pussy through her thong.
"I'm going to have to make sure this monster is nice and wet, before we go too far", she said, as she climbed on the bed.
Crawling between my legs, Mary smiled, bent down, and slid my cock into her mouth. Feeling her warm, wet mouth wrap around my hard cock was a feeling that I will never forget.
It was soon obvious that not only did Mary know what she was doing, she enjoyed it. She was sucking and stroking me with a slow, knowledgeable passion that I don't think I had ever encountered. This was a woman who truly enjoyed giving a man pleasure, and showed it. She was sucking and licking, and wetting me down, and smiling the whole time. This woman loved sucking cock.
After about twenty minutes of this, I had to pull her off of me, before I came. She looked disappointed, but I told her that I wanted to save the first load for later, and that it was time for me to return the thrills.
"OK", she said with a smile, "But, I have to warn you, I get very wet when I cum."
"How wet is very wet?" I asked.
"VERY wet", she responded.
