They quickly accelerate on the winding country roads near the town. She relaxed back into the seat as they sped along, letting the wind blow through her hair and the setting sun shine on her face. He was a terrific driver. She was so at ease. He really put the engine through its paces. He was correct; it was a terrific small automobile, especially with the roof down. She hadn't driven the car that quickly since she had purchased it. He parked it back on her drive and shut off the engine when they came back. She grinned at him while straightening her hair.
"Well, James, thank you. What do I owe you, exactly? It was her.
He raised his head.
"Nothing. Daniel's mother, hence I am unable to charge you.
With a smile, she realized she had her hand on his arm.
"Okay. But at least permit me to pay for your dinner. might even give you a beer.
He nodded while grinning.
"Amelia, that'd be fantastic. If it's okay with you, I might take a shower. There was a lot of heat outside.
They entered after her nod. She showed him the bathroom after placing her pizza order, and as she turned to face him, she noticed that his t-shirt was stained with grease and oil.
"I still have Jack's belongings here. If you need a shirt to change into, I'll get you one, James.
She heard her husband's shower start and peeked at the bathroom door as she combed through his t-shirts. As she continued to stare, she began to wonder what was on the other side of the door. She shook her head once more. "Amelia, calm down!" He down the steps. She observed his bare body as he dried his wet hair. He appeared stunning. He got "ripped," as they say. He exercised, and the results showed in his well-defined muscles and his washboard-flat stomach. She prayed that she could control her blushing as her heartbeat accelerated.
She pointed to the sofa and the t-shirt draped across the back. He took it in his hands and wore it over his head. Although it was too large for him, he was thankful to her.
She gave him a beer bottle.
"The pizza will be ready in five minutes."
She thanked him for fixing her automobile once more as they "clinked" bottles together. While they waited for the pizza, they spoke informally. Once it was served, they ate it outside in the garden. She was at ease and thought James to be extremely approachable. She enquired as to his plans for the weekend.
She enquired about his girlfriend after he had said that he wasn't sure, and she was shocked to learn that he was single. He observed her as he sipped his beer.
"I hope it's okay to say this, Amelia. However, for your spouse to cheat on you, he must be some sort of moron.
She grinned at him and said, "Thanks," finding it pleasant to hear that. Thankfully, she avoided telling him that it was because he was so attractive when she mentioned that she found it odd that he didn't have a girlfriend.
Oh, I date Amelia, but I have to admit that I find ladies my age boring.
He fixed his gaze on hers.
"Girls, they are just that."
Her chest twitched.
I'm positive that he is flirting with me. She averted her gaze because she felt too hot to stare at him at that very time.
She asked him if he needed another beer while grinning, but she had to quickly leave since she was worried that her nipples would be erect and protruding through her top.
He followed her into the kitchen, where he stood by her side as she retrieved another beer from the refrigerator. Their faces almost met as she turned. On her cheek, she felt his breath. She dropped her eyes because she believed that she would be unstoppable if she looked into his eyes.
When she felt his fingers cup her chin and slowly raise her face to face him, she shook. They exchanged intense looks as she inhaled deeply.
Hey, Amelia. You are really lovely.
She regarded him with trembling lips. She was powerless to stop him despite knowing she should.
James: "James, we shouldn't." He dropped his head and gave her a soft kiss while ignoring her muttering.
She could feel her legs sagging, and she had to grab his arms to keep from falling. As he gave her a deep kiss, he pulled her close to him and held her.
His tongue poked around into her mouth, slipping beyond her lips. She was fully at his mercy as all of her reluctance and resistance vanished, causing her to scream inconsolably. He held her in his arms as they kissed as they were standing in the kitchen. His powerful arms engulfed her and held her against his body as she felt so weak that her legs could not sustain her.
She panted when they broke off their kiss. He grinned while gazing into her eyes.
"I've wanted to do that for a very long time, Amelia."
She was unable to speak and instead just kept looking into his intensely blue eyes. She spoke only a few words.
"But Daniel?"
He gave her a smile and rubbed her cheek with his fingertips.
He need not be familiar with Amelia. He fixed his gaze on hers.
Her heart seemed to be trying to escape as it hammered in her chest.
She felt his bulge press into her tummy as he kissed her once more as his hands dug into her back and drew her close to him. She was powerless to reject him, therefore it was useless. She didn't want to reject him, that much was true.
As he clutched onto her nearly limp body, he groaned. As they parted ways, she groaned.
"James, what are we doing? This is incorrect. She grabbed onto him and sighed.
Again, he kissed her.
Amelia, do you want me to leave?She bit her lower lip but couldn't take her eyes off of him."No. I don't."
He grinned and gave her a hug.
"Amelia. Since I first met you at Daniel's engagement party, I've desired you.
She was breathing more quickly as she fixed her gaze on his. She placed her head on his chest while slipping her hands behind his back.
"Oh, God. This is absurd. She sighed.
He grinned, unable to believe it was actually going to happen. He led her away from the kitchen and up the stairs by taking her hand.
When he turned around and locked the bedroom door behind him, he was holding her in his arms and giving her another kiss.
She groaned, unable to believe how he had affected her. She didn't give a damn if he was the same age as her son.
At the same time as he unbuttoned her blouse, her fingers began to pull up his t-shirt. He let go of her blouse and let her to remove his shirt over his head as she started to expose his chest while staring at him. He finished taking her blouse off and pushed it open, and she threw it to the ground. He grinned as he admired her bra-enclosed breasts. As she began to sit on his jeans, he pushed it off of her shoulders and onto the ground.
They soon stood before one another in their underwear. She admired his beauty and ran her fingers up his neck and chest. She fixed her gaze on his chest before moving to his bulge and tight shorts, seeing how tough he was. She gave him a kiss while lifting her eyes to meet his. He leaned in closer and gave her another kiss before reaching behind and releasing the clasp on her bra, releasing the pressure on her breasts.
Amazing, Amelia. You are beautiful.
She grinned. She cherished learning that. As his hands began to caress and sweep across her tender nipples and cup her breasts, she groaned.
She sensed herself being led back, and when her legs struck the bed, he gently laid her down before settling down next to her and giving her a kiss.
She felt his erect cock beneath her palm as it went down between their bodies and across his briefs. She put her hand into his shorts, and when her finger touched his shaft, he moaned. She sighed while slowly stroking it with her fingers curled around it.
The phrase "Fuck me." As he kissed her breast, she groaned into his ear.
She moved her bum off the bed and began to take her underwear down as he rolled back and began to pull down his shorts. He stared.
"Oh wow. Amelia, that is one fucking amazing pussy. She cast a quick peek at his firm cock, which had been freed from his shorts. He wasn't very big, she estimated he was around seven inches, but a bonus of youth was that he was iron-rod stiff. She stared up at him as he bent down and looked down at her. Her eyes implored him to rape her, and her breasts heaved as she inhaled heavily.
"Amelia, I don't have a condom." She turned to gaze at her nightstand.
It's "in there."
He reached down and took a packet from the drawer. She watched as he rapidly tore it open and rolled it down his shaft after sliding it onto his stiff cock.
He sat down between her knees and pushed them apart while she regarded him, her breasts fluttering back and forth. She turned her head to the side as he moved his cock near her bald pussy.
As he spread her lips and inserted it between them, she closed her eyes and sighed. He then looked for her hole, and when he did, he rested on one arm and peered at her. After some resistance, he stretched her and snuck inside after hearing her gasp as he inched closer. After pushing himself completely inside of her, he laid on her.
As he started to move inside her, she locked her feet behind him, threw her arms around him, and slid her legs around his thighs.
As he began to penetrate her, she groaned and resisted him. She yelled out as he pushed deeply into her, grabbing onto him as he quickened his tempo and began to fuck her really.
As he drove his cock into her, she clung to his back. As he quickened his tempo and started to fuck her hard, her fingers sank into his back. She screamed and urged him to fuck her more forcefully.
"Yes. Yes. James, fuck you. Fuck me! James, push harder.
He started to slam into her so forcefully that the bed moved, encouraged by her cries.
She yelled out and trembled as her body was consumed by an orgasm as the headboard slammed into the wall with each thrust. She forced her teeth into his neck and clutched him with her thighs as she pushed her fingers well into his back. He felt his cock quiver as he pushed forcefully, grunted and moaned, and started to fill the condom with his cum.
"Aghh." He sobbed and tripped over her. She held him as their orgasms surged over them both and then slowly receded as they both struggled for oxygen. As she felt him soften inside of her and they started to regain control over their breathing, she massaged his back with her fingers.
Rolling away from her, he lied next to her. She attempted to process what had transpired as she blinked up at the ceiling. She swung her head around and ran a finger down his now-sweat-covered chest. She grinned.
James, wow. That was noteworthy.
He gave her a smile.
It certainly was.
She saw him as he wrapped the whole condom after removing it from his softening cock. She turned to face him while stroking his chest with her fingers.
Can you stay?
He gave her a glance.
"Do you consider that to be wise? What if Daniel was to visit? She got out of bed quietly and went downstairs. He watched as she spoke on the phone to her son to inform him that the car had been mended and that she would be turning in early. He was sitting up and staring at her when she entered the bedroom. She grinned.
"So. Will you stay? She re-asked.
He nodded while grinning.
She glanced across the bed as she awoke the next morning. It was deserted. When she heard the familiar sound of water splashing, she realized that he was in the shower when she had initially assumed he had left.
He was wearing a towel around his waist as he emerged. He grinned.
Happy morning.
She grinned as she got out of bed in her undies. He regarded.
"Fuck Amelia. You are stunning.
He was kissed as she encircled his waist with her arms. He groaned.
You poor Amelia. Although I'd really like to stay, I need to get home to change for work. Sorry."
She pouted while rolling her eyes. It was pointless; he had to leave. She pondered what would occur next and whether she would ever see him again while she sat on the toilet. Last night felt special to her, unlike the other guys she had fucked. But she was aware of the fact that their relationship had little possibility of success.
He was clothed when she emerged. He gave her a hug and a kiss.
"Amelia, thanks for last night."
She made an effort not to look disappointed as she gave him a hug.
"Yeah. Thank you, James; it was enjoyable.
After one more kiss, he vanished. The front door shut as she sat on the bed, and a minute later she heard him start his car and drive away. She stood up and circled the mattress.
The three used condoms lying on the floor next to the bed caught her attention. As she scooped them up, she grinned. They were pretty full, and he did frequent them, as I recall doing when I was younger.
Jack used to occasionally fuck me twice or three times in one day. She groaned. And when she tossed them into the bathroom trash can, she grinned once again because she realized she had more memories to draw on the next time she masturbated.