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Randall Williams was too excited to fall asleep, his mind was elsewhere. He couldn't shake the image of the sexy bank teller from his thoughts. Kathy Klatt had the most captivating cock-sucking lips he had ever seen. This was all just a game for him. Even though she was married, Kathy agreed to meet with him tomorrow.
Randall tossed and turned on his firehall bed. This was his last night shift and he looked forward to four days off. Eventually, he drifted off to sleep and had erotic dreams of Kathy. The morning coffee with his fellow firefighters did nothing to settle his nerves. When his replacement arrived, Randall headed to the west parking lot at Fish Creek Park.
Feeling no guilt for not going straight home to his waiting wife, Randall felt that familiar ache in his cock. He couldn't stop himself from thinking perverse thoughts about Kathy. After parking, he sat in his truck for fifteen minutes to make Kathy think he wasn't coming. His harmless flirtation with her would hopefully pay big dividends. But his cock wanted to do much more than just flirt with Kathy. He slammed the truck door and headed down the wooded path to find Kathy at the designated spot.
Their first embrace was perfect, she folded into his arms like a long-lost lover. Kathy had a husband and two kids, but Randall didn't care. When they finally pulled apart, they both took a step back, taking in the other's appearance.
Randall's white tee shirt and faded jeans made him look like an ordinary man. But his strong masculine body said otherwise. Nothing about Randall was ordinary. Not his deep blue eyes or his broad muscular shoulders. Bleached from the sun, his thick hair framed his perfectly tanned face.
Kathy, on the other hand, was a study in contrasts. Randall saw her long auburn hair, usually pulled back into a tight bun at work, gathered around her shoulders in loose waves. A simple yellow sundress accentuated her curves and small perky breasts. Her lips were painted a soft plum, inviting him to taste them.
"I'm so glad you came," she whispered, "I wasn't sure you would."
Randall pulled Kathy into his body for another hug. Her body molded perfectly into his. With her heart pounding against his chest, he started to groom her. "I almost didn't."
"I would have been devastated." She nestled herself even deeper into his strong arms.
The peacefulness of the woods and the soothing sound of the creek settled her down. Kathy hung onto Randall with a sense of longing. He was everything her husband wasn't. Kind, caring, brave, and handsome. She never intended to fall for Randall, but from the first time she saw him in his uniform, her heart melted.
They walked deeper into the park, hand in hand, neither of them breaching the silence. Randall liked the way Kathy moved. Her hips swayed with a natural rhythm, and her exposed legs made him want to touch them. He tried to hide his intentions but her sexy body made it difficult.
Kathy felt Randall was in deep thought. His eyes avoided hers and she falsely imagined he was wrestling with his conscience, just like she was. Last night she dreamed about letting him do things to her that she denied her husband.
As they walked along the creek, deeper into the thick woods, Randall's mind was set, the game was on. Kathy had her arm through his and he felt her small breast against his arm. He couldn't stop himself from being sexually drawn to Kathy.
Randall started his well-used script. "When your eyes met mine in the bank, my heart skipped a beat." He lightly touched her face, running his fingers to her lips. "I pictured you sucking my cock. Am I a pervert? Are you disgusted?"
Kathy laughed softly, her cheeks blushing. "Oh, Randall, you're so bad! I'm not disgusted, only scared. I've never done that for my husband or any man for that matter." She hesitated before revealing more and looked up at him with her cheeks burning. She opened her mouth and sucked on his finger letting go of her pent-up emotions. The thought of sucking Randall's cock made her girly parts wet.
As he hoped, Kathy sucked on his finger. "I need you." He pulled her against him, kissing her lips with full passion. She returned the kiss, her tongue dancing with his.
He directed her against a large tree without ending the kiss. The taste of her sweet mouth left him wanting to do more. His hand reached down lifting her dress to expose white lace panties. His fingers cupped her warmth pleased to find she was wet. "You're soaked," he whispered.
Kathy didn't care they were doing this in broad daylight, in a public park. All that mattered was how she felt as his rough hands caressed her skin. She opened her legs wider hoping he would take the initiative. When Randall's hand pushed her panties aside and found her opening, her knees went weak and he had to hold her up.
"Randall," she moaned feeling his fingers go deeper. "I need you." She sighed with pleasure as he found her sensitive spots and teased them mercilessly. She was so turned on, that she wanted him to take her on the forest floor. To throw her down and have his way with her.
"You have no idea what you do to me. I can't control myself," Randall exclaimed.
Kathy nodded, her eyes shining with mutual excitement. "Oh, Randall," she breathed. She felt like a wanton slut. "Let me take my panties off.
Randall smiled as she slowly pulled her panties down her legs, revealing her shaven pussy to him. His mouth watered at the sight of her wetness. His fingers found her pussy again and Kathy sank on them in a lustful fever.
"Oh," she moaned, arching her back against the tree. "Yes, right there! Don't stop!" The palm of his hand rubbed against her clit driving her crazy. Her handsome firefighter lit her fire and only he could extinguish the flame.
He added a second finger, stretching her wider. "You want my cock in you, don't you?" His fingers found her G-spot and she bucked against his hand.
"Yes, yes!" she cried out, her body visibly shuddering with pleasure. "Oh God, Randall!" Her orgasm built up so quickly, ready to explode.
Randall felt her pussy clenching around his fingers. He teased her by removing his fingers ever so slowly, watching as her eyes rolled back in her head in agony. "No," she begged. "I'm so close!" She slumped against the tree and he touched her face with his gooey fingers. Waiting to see what Kathy would do.
Kathy was lost in lust, she grabbed his fingers and sucked them into her mouth, watching Randall's eyes as she tasted herself. His eyes matched hers, full of desire and need. She pulled him closer, her hands roaming over his chest, his shoulders, his back. She wanted more than just his fingers. She wanted him inside her. "I've never tasted myself before," she exclaimed. "Fuck me, Randall, I don't care if anyone sees us!"
