Lame was Meredith's thought as her boyfriend rolled off her 29-year-old body. She was lying in her queen-sized bed partially clothed as he settled in next to her. Her blouse was still on but open. He pulled down her bra partially without taking it off, leaving one of her 33C tits exposed but the other still covered. Her trousers, along with her boxers, were around her ankles. She laid on her back for several minutes, staring at the ceiling and silently raging at the ass next to her for leaving her so unsatisfied. She looked over at him and could tell from the expression on his face that he thought he'd just given her the fuck of the century. God, it didn't even last a minute. He'd just climbed on with almost no foreplay at all. Just a few light thrusts and he was done. She'd barely gotten herself wet enough to take his cock, never mind an orgasm. Then he said probably the dumbest thing a man could say after any love-making, "Was it good for you too?"
An hour later she was alone in her house. After giving him what she considered a fair assessment of his love-making skills she watched him storm out of her life. Good riddance, too. But now she was curled up on her couch, horny and alone. Why did my dildo have to break?!, she raged to herself. Fingering herself just leaves her wanting more. She needed to be taken by a man. Right the fuck now. Then it hit her. Her ex Brian. He lived just down the street. They broke up a year ago but he's by far the best she's ever had. And she knows that he hasn't had a date in a month so he would definitely be horny. She called him up, deciding to make it a surprise.
"Brian," she cooed, "could you come over and help me? My computer isn't working."
After a little cajoling he agreed to come over and take a look. She hung up and ran to the bathroom. She touched up her makeup and scrutinized her appearance. She considered changing out of her black floor length Victoria Secret's nightgown but decided not to. Instead she pulled her panties off and tossed them in her room on her way back downstairs. The stairs ended just in front of the door. As Meredith reached the bottom of them she knew how to give him a greeting he'd never forget.
She sat down on the third-to-last step with her feet resting on step below. She pulled her gown up so the was tucked between her thighs and stomach. Her hand reached down and began to rub her cunt. As she became more and more excited her legs spread open so that anyone coming in the door can her rubbing her own cunt. Soon enough the doorbell rang and Meredith called out, "Come in."
Brian opened the door and his jaw fell wide open as his eyes locked on Meredith. By now her cunt was very wet and some of the juices were dripping onto the carpet of the stair she was sitting on. That was all Brian needed to see. He closed the door and dropped to his knees in front of the stairs. He buried his face between her legs and started to lick up her juices. Meredith let out a moan of longing as she felt his tongue on her sex. She began to reflexively thrust her hips as the heat took over; grinding her cunt into his face as he ate her out.
