Another Nice Sunday Afternoon

ANOTHER NICE SUNDAY AFTERNOON

CHAPTER 1

My neighbor's daughter's friend from college had visited her a few weeks ago on her way to Georgia to visit her brother. Her name is Addie. My neighbor's daughter is Tessa. One Sunday afternoon while she was there and Tessa's parents were out she and Tessa got high. Tessa fell asleep as she always does according to Addie. Addie had come to talk to me while Tessa was asleep and one thing led to another and we ended up fucking. It was one of the nicest Sunday afternoons I ever had.

What she had come over to talk to me about was the way Tessa teased me. She always wore revealing clothes, bent over in front of me, rubbed up against me, gave me down-blouse shots, and panty shots. Addie said she had acted that way towards all the guys at college and never had a boyfriend because of it. She said she had tried to talk to her about it but that she had just said it was all in fun.

Tessa is a very pretty girl and I have no doubt she had guys chasing after her all the time but Addie said she just teased them and they ended up leaving. When she started doing it to me I at first thought she maybe had a thing for me and that I might get a little bit of that sweet young pussy. But I soon figured out she was just a prick tease.

CHAPTER 2

Tessa had started her new job at the local police department as an assistant to the medical examiner. She was still living with her folks until she could save enough money to get her own place. A few weeks after all of that happened I was out raking my yard one Saturday afternoon. I heard someone say, "Hi, Tyler. How are you?"

I looked up and saw Tessa and another girl approaching. "Hi, Tessa. I'm good. How about you?"

"I'm okay, I guess. This is my friend Renee."

I extended my hand and she took it. "Hi, Renee. I'm Tyler. Nice to meet you."

"Hi, Tyler. Nice to meet you, too."

Tessa said, "Renee and I used to be really good friends back in high school. We kind of lost touch when we both went away to college. We just reconnected a few weeks ago."

"Yeah, I kind of remember one day you borrowed your folks car to go see her. You said you hadn't seen her in ages."

"Yeah, that's right. You were there that day."

"So what can I do for you girls? You need something or did you just come over to say hi?"

"Actually, I do need some help. I hate to ask but Dad's not home. My car won't start and I don't know what to do. I don't really want to have it towed if it's something simple. I can't afford a tow bill. Or a shop bill, for that matter. Usually Dad fixes it, but, like I said, he's not home. I know you know about cars, too, because you help him sometimes on his old car. Soooo, I was wondering.... Would you mind taking a look?"

She sidled up close to me, laid her head on my shoulder, her hand on my arm, and looked up at me with puppy dog eyes as she asked. An old female ploy to get men to do their bidding. I said, "Sure. I'd be glad to take a look."

"Yay! Thanks, Tyler." She turned and hugged me,

We all walked across the alley to her car. I asked what it was doing. "I don't know. It just won't start."

I tried it and it didn't even crank. "Battery's dead. Let me get my charger. It'll jump start it but we might have to let it charge just a little bit first since it's so dead that it won't even turn over. Have you got a little bit of time or do you need to go right away?"

"No rush. We were just going to run down to the store but it can wait."

I retrieved my charger and as I hooked it up and got it started charging Tess stood behind me and leaned over to see what I was doing. I felt her breasts pushing against my back. She asked, "Can you show me what to do in case this ever happens again?"

"Hasn't your Dad ever showed you this stuff?"

"Yeah, but I wasn't paying any attention. I think now maybe I should have."

She stepped up beside me and pointed at where I was hooking the leads. This made her tits rub against my arm. She had her hand on my back. I told her to make sure to hook the red lead to the positive side and the black to negative. And that this applied whether using jumper cables or a charger. She asked how long we needed to wait before starting it. "Not too long. It should be enough to start in probably fifteen or twenty minutes. It won't be anywhere near fully charged, but you can start it and go to the store. Then finish charging it when you get back. That is if the battery is good. I can test it and see after it's charged."

"Oh, okay." She hugged me again and laid her head on my chest and rubbed my back. "You're the best." She lifted her head and looked up at me but kept her pelvis pushed against mine. She said,"You're so sweet. Thank you so much for doing this." She raised up on her tiptoes and kissed my cheek.

"No problem. Glad to help."

Renee said, "We can take my car to the store and let your battery charge."

"Okay. That sounds good. We'll be back in about fifteen minutes, Tyler. Is that okay?"

"Yeah, that's fine. I'll come back over in a little while and test your battery." I watched as they walked to Renee's car. They are two really cute young girls. You already know that Tessa is slim, bordering on skinny. Her breasts are small but perky. She has nice legs and a nice little butt. Long brunette hair, brown eyes, and a pretty face. Renee is average height, probably 5 foot 8. I'd guess her weight to be around 140, so she isn't a skinny girl, nor is she fat. She has blonde hair which hangs halfway down her back, and blue eyes. Her face isn't beautiful, but she is pretty darned cute. She has pretty big breasts, a nice ass, and great legs. Both girls wore really short skirts and tight tank tops. Tessa's skirt was black leather and her top white. She wore black fishnet stockings. Renee's skirt was denim, frayed around the hem, and her top was blue. It looked like they were dressed to go out on the prowl. As Tessa got in the passenger side of Renee's car she sat turned towards me with her legs slightly spread and I saw that she also wore black panties. She said to me, "Thanks again Tyler. We'll be right back. You want anything?"

I wanted to say,"Hell yeah, I want something. A little bit of that thing you keep flaunting would be nice." But I said, "No, I'm good."

I went back over about an hour later and tested Tessa's battery. It was good. I asked her if she had left anything on. She said, "Well, I hate to admit it but, yeah, I was listening to a song on the radio when I was out earlier and forgot to turn the key off when I got out of the car."

"That'll do it. The battery's okay but we should leave the charger on it for a couple of hours if you aren't going out."

"No, I'm not going anywhere until later tonight."

"Good. I'll come back and get the charger in a little while then."

"Thanks again."

CHAPTER 3

I went back to get my charger about six. The girls were in the driveway. Renee was getting ready to leave. She said she had a date. She said, "Tessa's lucky to have somebody like you to help with her car. I know her dad does, too, but it's good that she has you, too, for when he's not here. My dad knows squat about cars. I've got to get brakes put on but I don't have enough money yet, so I'm trying to save enough to get that done. They said it would be about six hundred dollars. Hopefully I can save enough in the next couple of months. If it lasts that long."

"You shouldn't be driving with bad brakes. Are they completely worn out?"

"I don't know. It wouldn't pass inspection, and it makes a grinding noise when I hit the brakes but it stops."

"That's not good. They must be pretty bad. You shouldn't be driving it at all."

"I know, but it's all I've got."

Tessa asked, "I don't suppose you'd be willing to take a look at it, would you?"

"Yeah, I could do that. I hate to think about anybody driving around with bad brakes. If you can bring it to me next weekend I'll look at it and see what we can do."

"Oh my God! That would be so awesome. Are you sure? You don't mind? I'll pay you. But it might take me a little while to get the money. I've got some, just not six hundred dollars."

"Well, let's see what it needs to start with, and we'll go from there."

CHAPTER 4

Tessa called me at nine the following Saturday morning. She asked, "Are you still willing to look at Renee's car? She called and said she was ready to come over if you are."

"Yeah, tell her to come on. I'm ready."

"Okay. Thanks."

Renee got there about twenty minutes later. I met her in the driveway. She thanked me again for doing this and I asked if she was going over to visit Tessa while I worked on it.

"No. She's gotta work."

"Oh. Well. you're welcome to stay here but you probably want to get someone to come pick you up. It might take a couple of hours."

"'I'll just stay here if you don't mind. I know I can't be much help, if any, but at least I can keep you company."

"I don't mind at all. Did the shop tell you if it was the front brakes or the rear?"

"The front."

"Yeah, they usually wear out first. But I'll just check the back ones, too. Just in case."

"Okay. Whatever you think. I don't know anything about it. I'm pretty dumb when it comes to cars."

"I'm sure you're not dumb. Everybody knows about different things. You can go in and wait in the house if you want."

"No, I'll stay out here with you, if that's okay. Maybe I can hand you tools or something."

"Sure." I got my jack, jackstands, creeper, and tools from the garage and got started. I laid on the creeper and rolled the jack under the front end to jack it up. Renee asked, "What do you want me to do?"

I looked up at her and discovered I was looking straight up the leg of her shorts. They were loose fitting and I could see green panties. She was color coordinated, her shorts were green, also. "Nothing. Just getting the jack situated."

I put jackstands under the car and jacked up the rear and put jackstands under it, also, then removed all four wheels. After checking the front brakes and determining that she needed brakes and rotors, and probably should do the calipers, also, I checked the back and they were fine. She said, "Oh. Thank God. That'll save me a little bit at least. Can you do the front ones? I have three hundred dollars and will give you the rest when I can."

"It won't take three hundred dollars. I have a buddy at the parts store and I can get the parts wholesale. I'm guessing probably about two hundred and fifty if we do the calipers, too. Probably one fifty if we don't."

"What!? The shop said six hundred."

"Yeah, it would be at a shop. They charge retail plus labor. I'll get the parts wholesale."

"Okay. And how much labor?"

"I don't want anything. Just the price of the parts."

"No. I gotta pay you. I don't expect you to do it for nothing."

"No, I don't want anything. I'm just happy to help. You seem like a really nice girl, and trying hard. I like to help out when I can, and I know you're struggling to make ends meet. If you can pay for the parts we'll get you all fixed up."

"Yeah, I got enough for the parts if it's only one fifty or two fifty like you said. Do you think we should do those things you mentioned? What did you call them? Calibers?"

"Calipers. And, yes, it's best to do them if you can afford it. But not necessary if you want to save some money."

"Okay. Yeah, let's do them, too, if you think it's best."

"It is. Let me wash my hands and I'll run down and get the parts. Do you want to ride along or wait here?"

"I'll ride along. I need to use my debit card to pay for them, anyway."

I opened the door of my Camaro for her and she said, "Thank you. This is a really nice car. Camaro?"

"Yeah, Camaro. Thanks. I like it. It's just a '95, not one of the true classics, but still pretty cool, I think. I can't afford one of the older ones like I'd love to have."

"I think it's beautiful. I love old cars. I don't know anything about them, but I love them."

The parts came to a hundred and forty-five dollars total, including Brakleen and brake fluid. Renee was elated, as she had been expecting to pay six hundred dollars. She said, "Wow! I still got a hundred and fifty dollars left. I'll give that to you for doing this for me."

"You most certainly will not! I told you I don't want anything. I'll just feel better knowing you aren't out there driving with bad brakes."

"Thank you."

Renee kept me company while I worked, as she said she would. And handed me tools when I asked. She sat on the ground beside me watching and asking what different things were and what they did. At one point I asked, "Can you do me a favor?"

"Of course. What?"

"Go in the house and get me a bottle of water from the fridge? I don't really want to go in with grease all over my hands. And get yourself one, too, if you want. Or there's soft drinks in there, too, if you'd rather have that. I'm sorry. I should have asked sooner if you wanted anything. I'm not a very good host."

"You're a fine host. You aren't hosting a party or anything. You're fixing my car for me. I'm the one that should be asking if I can get you anything. I'll be right back."

She came out with two bottles of water. She leaned over to hand me one and her shirt hung down, giving me a look at her braless tits. Her shirt was a button-up blouse with a V-neck and she had left the top two buttons undone. I saw that she has very nice breasts. Then when she leaned over and put her hand on the ground to help lower herself to sit again I was given another look. I mentioned earlier that her shorts were loose fitting and I had seen up under the leg opening that she wore green panties. The way she was sitting, cross legged, I could again see up to her panties. I enjoy working on cars anyway, but these things made it even more enjoyable.

I got everything back together and asked her to help me bleed the brakes. When I was finished I stood beside her open door and asked, "How does the pedal feel? Is it soft or anything?" As she pumped the pedal I admired her nice legs and glanced down her shirt again.

"No. It feels good. Much better than before."

"Good. Let me put the wheels back on and you'll be all set."

I put the wheels on, let the car down and said, "There you go. All set. You're ready to roll. But let's take a test drive just to make sure." I washed my hands and drove the car. The brakes worked fine.

"I'll help you clean up and put your stuff away. I didn't do anything else. At least I can help with that."

"No. That's okay. I appreciate it, but everything's all greasy and would get on your clothes. I can get it. But thank you."

"Thank YOU. You saved me a pile of money. I don't know how I'll ever repay you. Since you said you won't take any money. Unless you've reconsidered. I DO have some left over."

"You keep your money. And keep saving. I noticed that eventually you're going to need tires. Not right away but probably in another ten thousand miles or so."

"Oh. Good. I don't drive all that much so I have a while yet. Thank you so much for doing that. I mean, you don't even know me. I don't know that there's anything I could do, but if you need anything you let me know."

"I will. And thanks. Right now I need to put this stuff away, shower, and get some lunch. Want to join me? For lunch, that is, not the shower."

"Uh, yeah, sure. You put your stuff away, and take your shower. I'll fix lunch while you do that. I'm not a great cook, but I can do some things. Just show me where everything is."

"Okay, if you want. I was planning on doing spaghetti. Nothing fancy. I've got a jar of Ragu and some frozen meatballs I was going to nuke. And there's a couple of containers of leftover veggies in the fridge. If that's alright with you, you can just warm them up and we'll have them and spaghetti."

"Yeah. Sounds good."

By the time I put everything away and took a shower she had lunch ready. She had also made toast and sprinkled garlic powder on it. It was a good lunch and we talked as we ate. I found out she was 22, a phlebotomist at the doctors office across town, had gone to school at the local community college, did not currently have a boyfriend, wanted to eventually get married and have two kids, one of each. And that she was living with her folks trying to save enough money to get an apartment. She said, "I actually have more than three hundred dollars, like I told you. But it's in a separate account. I put a hundred dollars a week in it to save for deposits, furniture, dishes, and everything else. I try not to touch it and I haven't so far. I've got about three thousand in there so far."

"Good for you. That's pretty impressive."I told her about myself, my divorce, my kids, and where I worked.

After cleaning up after lunch she left and I took a nap.

CHAPTER 5

The following Saturday afternoon I was doing my housework when my doorbell rang. I wasn't expecting anyone and wondered who it could possibly be. I opened the door and saw Renee standing there. "Well, hi Renee. What are you doing here?"

"Hi Tyler. I'm sorry to show up unannounced. I'm glad I caught you at home. It was just a spur of the moment decision to drop by. I wanted to bring you something for working on my car." She reached down and picked up something beside the door. She held up two six packs of Yeungling Premium Beer. "I saw this in your fridge last weekend and assumed it was your favorite. I was at the store and grabbed a couple of six packs for you. It's the least I could do."

"Renee, you didn't have to do that. But thank you. Yes, it is my favorite. Come on in."

"I don't want to interrupt whatever you're doing."

"Please. Interrupt. I was just doing a little house cleaning. I'm ready for a break." I took the beer from her. "And I see they're cold. One of these would taste really good right about now. Join me? Or do you drink?"

"Yeah, I drink a little now and then. So, yeah, I'll have one with you."

I put the beer in the fridge after taking one out for each of us. "Want a glass? I just drink straight from the bottle myself."

"No, I don't need a glass."

I handed her a beer and indicated the couch. "Please. Sit."

I sat on the opposite end of the couch. I took a drink and said, "Mmm. That hits the spot. Thank you."

She sipped from hers and said, "Oh, you're welcome. It ain't much but I wanted to do something. You are so kind to work on my car for me."

"I told you it was my pleasure. And you don't owe me a thing."

We talked and drank our beers. She said, "I noticed that Tessa is still up to her old tricks. Teasing and toying with men. Trying to manipulate them. She was always like that in high school and I see she hasn't changed. I'm sorry she treats you that way."

"Yeah, another friend of hers from college told me the same thing. Actually, I picked up on it pretty quickly after meeting her. I don't pay any attention to it. I know how she is."

"Yeah, but still, I wish she didn't do it. I don't know why she's like that."

"It doesn't matter. It's not like we're in a relationship or anything. She's just a neighbor. I don't mean to sound like I don't like her or anything. I do. I like her just fine. But she's just the neighbor's daughter."

"Well, I'm glad it doesn't bother you. It bothered all the guys in school and that's why she never had a boyfriend. She kind of had a reputation as a tease."

"That's the same thing her other friend said. She's not a bad person, so please don't think too badly of her."

"Oh no. I don't. She is a good friend, she just treats men poorly."

I drained my beer and asked, "Want another one? I know you're driving."

"No. I rarely have more than one, and never when I'm driving. But you go ahead."

"Want anything else?"

"No. I haven't finished this yet." I got myself another beer and sat back down. We talked for a while.

I had noticed Renee's attire as soon as she arrived. I said, "You must be going out. You're dressed mighty nice"

"Huh? No. I was just out shopping. This is a new outfit I bought. I needed some new clothes for work. I don't wear scrubs because I do reception as well as phlebotomy. Do you like it?" She stood up and turned a full circle to show me.

"I love it. You look great." She was wearing a royal blue skirt that hung almost to her knees. It wasn't skin tight or anything but hugged her hips and ass nicely. Her blouse was mostly blue as well. It was loose fitting, had big lapels, a v-neck, and a pattern of different shades of blue swirls. It was quite pretty and she did look good.

"Thank you. I guess I should go and let you get back to work."

"No. Please stay. It'll give me a good excuse to not do it. But, actually, I just enjoy your company. You're a really nice girl."

"Thank you. And you're a really nice man. And I enjoy your company, too. I guess I can stay for a little bit if you're sure you don't mind."

"I don't mind at all. It's rare that I get to spend time with such a pretty young girl."

"Hush. I know that's not true. I know you said you're divorced but there's bound to be a girlfriend in the picture. A good looking man like you wouldn't be single for long."

"Nope, no girlfriend. But I'm taking applications if you want to apply. Just kidding. I know I'm way too old for you."

"Well, for a girlfriend maybe. But I could see myself having a fling with a handsome, older man such as yourself."

She took a sip of her beer and I looked at her wondering if she was being serious or just joking. So I said jokingly, "Well, I'm always available should you decide you want to do that someday. But I'm getting older by the minute so don't wait too long." I laughed.

She laughed also and said, "I'll keep it in mind."

She stayed another half hour then said, "I really should go now. I promised Mom I'd be home to have supper with her and Dad this evening."

"Okay, if you must," I said dejectedly. "Thanks for the beer. And thanks for coming by. I really enjoyed it."

"Me, too. And thank you for letting me visit after showing up unannounced."

"You're welcome any time." We hugged and she left.

CHAPTER 6

Tuesday evening I went to Target on my way home from work to get a new pair of jeans. I looked around to see if I spotted anything I just couldn't live without. I was looking at some sheets and pillowcases when I heard, "Well hello there. Long time no see."

I looked up and saw Renee. "Fancy meeting you here." We hugged. "Doing some more shopping?"

"Yeah. Just getting something for Mom. She asked me to pick up a few things for her." She held up a shopping basket she was carrying.

"Me too. I needed some jeans." I held them up. "I don't want to hold you up. You're probably on your way home from work."

"Yeah, I am. You?"

"Same. Just stopped to grab a pair of jeans then going over to Luigi's to get a pizza."

"Oooh, they've got the best pizza."

"Yeah. Want to join me? Have you had supper? I was going to get it to go but if you want we can eat it there."

"Yeah, I'd love to. Let me call Mom and tell her. If you want to go home and eat I'm fine with that. I'll follow you."

"It really doesn't matter to me. Whatever you want to do."

"Let's get it to go. It's much more comfortable eating in the comfort of home rather than a restaurant. Sometimes it's nice to go out but most of the time I'd just as soon eat at home."

"I agree. Why don't you finish your shopping and I'll get the pizza then you can just come on over when you're ready. Unless you'd rather we go together."

"No, that's fine. I've got a couple more things to pick up then I'll be on my way. Won't take me but a few minutes."

"What do you like on your pizza?"

"Pretty much anything. Except anchovies. I don't see how anybody eats those disgusting things."

"Me neither." I got a supreme pizza and an order of cheesy breadsticks. I had no sooner gotten in the house and sat the pizza on the table than the doorbell rang.

I opened the door and said, "Come on in. I'm so glad you agreed to have pizza with me. I get a little lonely here by myself sometimes."

"Thanks for asking me. I would have had supper with Mom and Dad then gone to my room and spent the evening alone also."

Before we sat down to eat I asked what kind of music she liked and she said, "You might not believe this because it was before my time, but I like the old sixties and seventies rock and roll."

"Really!? That is surprising. But that's the same thing I listen to, too. It was before my time, too, but you can't beat classic rock." I turned the TV on to You Tube and found a classic rock playlist. Then we ate pizza and washed it down with a beer.

I put the leftover pizza in the fridge and got another beer. Renee took a soft drink. We sat on the sofa and talked about the music we were listening to. Our favorite groups, favorite songs, and how we had come to love the music. We even danced a couple of times.

When Clapton's 'Wonderful Tonight' started playing I held Renee close as we danced. She laid her head on my shoulder and put her arms around me. Just as the song was ending she looked up at my face with a look I couldn't quite decipher. She looked troubled and questioning at the same time. We still had our arms around each other. "I asked, "What?"

"Nothing. I was just wondering."

"What were you wondering?"

"What it would be like to do this." She raised up on her tiptoes and kissed me. Her lips touched mine briefly then pulled away. Then returned, this time to linger a little longer. I was shocked but pleasantly surprised. I returned the kiss.

When she pulled her lips away and lowered back to her feet I asked, "So? How was it?"

She smiled and said, "Very nice. I think I might like to do it again if that's alright."

"Oh, that's quite alright. More than alright. In fact, I think it may be required." I lowered my head and put my lips on hers. They were soft and tasted of pizza and beer, as I knew mine did, too. As we kissed her hands came up from my waist to my back and hugged me. My hands were already on her back and I raised one of them up to her head and buried it in her long blonde hair.

Our tongues came out simultaneously and licked each other's lips and danced with each other. We stood there kissing for a couple of minutes. Then she pulled back and said, "Can we sit down?"

"Of course."

We sat side by side and she said, "I love this song." It was Simon and Garfunkel's 'Sounds Of Silence'.

"Oh yeah. Me, too. It was the best one they ever did. I think, anyway."

"Yeah, I think so, too."

I wanted to kiss her some more but didn't want to push it. I was afraid that if I did she would rethink kissing a man twice her age and get up and leave. So I waited to see what she did. We sat silently listening to the song. When it ended she turned and looked at me. "Can I kiss you again? Or do you think I'm too young for you?"

"I'd love to kiss you again. If you don't think I'm too old for you."

She shook her head and said, "No. Not at all. I like the fact that you're more mature than the guys I'm used to."

We kissed again and made out like a couple of teenagers. And I guess she wasn't too far removed from that. We talked some more and about eight o'clock she said, "Well. I guess I'd better be getting home. Tomorrow's another work day."

"Yeah, unfortunately. Thank you for having supper with me. I really enjoyed it."

"Me, too. This was nice." We hugged and kissed again and she left.

The rest of the evening I wondered what had just happened. I had made out with a girl half my age. I wondered if she meant what she said about having a fling with an older man but decided that she was just joking around because I had joked about her applying to be my girlfriend. But she HAD kissed me and asked if she could do it again.

CHAPTER 7

Saturday afternoon my phone rang and I saw Renee's name. We had exchanged numbers Tuesday evening. "Well, hey there, Renee. How are you?"

"Good. What are you up to?"

"Not much."

We talked for a couple of minutes then she asked, "Are you doing anything tomorrow?"

"No. I don't have any plans. Why?"

"I want to do something for you for fixing my car. The only thing I could think of was feeding you. Mom and Dad are going to be gone tomorrow and I have the house all to myself. I wondered if you'd like to come over here and I'll fix dinner."

"That sounds really nice but you don't have to do that. I told you I don't want or expect anything."

"I know. But I want to do it. Please?"

"Okay. Give me the address. And what time?"

"I'll text you the address. About six? Is that a good time?"

"Works for me. Should I bring anything?"

"Nope. Just yourself."

I showered, shaved, splashed on a little cologne, and dressed in khakis and a light green shirt. I rang the doorbell at her house at six the next evening. She hollered. "It's open. Come on in." After I entered and shut the door she called out, "I'm in the kitchen."

I followed her voice and found her. Her back was turned to me, working on something on the counter. I took a second to admire the view. She wore tight jeans and her ass looked amazing. She had a white sleeveless blouse on and was barefooted. "Hi, Renee. Thanks for inviting me over."

She turned and said, "Hi, Tyler. Thanks for coming."

"Wow! You look great." She wore make-up and lipstick and looked really pretty. Her blonde hair hung down in waves and curls.

"Thanks. So do you." She held her arms out, inviting a hug. I hugged her but she didn't hug back. "Sorry. I've got greasy hands." She kissed my cheek.

"What can I help with?"

"Nothing. Just sit down and keep me company. There's beer in the fridge. Of tea, lemonade, and soft drinks. Help yourself to whatever you want."

"Thanks. Can I get you anything?"

"No, I'm good."

I got a glass of tea and sat down. I sat at the kitchen table and we talked while she finished making our meal. She had made grilled pork chops, green beans, mashed potatoes, and gravy. She also had baked bread. Not homemade, but it was very good.

"Renee, that was a wonderful meal. I thought you said you weren't a good cook. But that was delicious."

"Thank you. But it didn't really involve all that much cooking. Just throw the pork chops in the oven, the beans in a pot, boil and mash some potatoes, and throw the bread in the oven. Oh, and the gravy came in a jar."

"Well, it was all very good. Thank you. Now you sit down and relax and I'll do the dishes."

"I'll let you help but I'm not going to let you do it all." We washed the dishes, and wiped the counters and table. "There. All done. Now, would you like to have a piece of apple pie and a cup of coffee?"

"Sure. That sounds wonderful."

We ate our pie and went to sit in the living room with our coffee. Renee sat right next to me on the sofa. We chatted and joked and had a good time. When we finished our coffee and took the cups to the kitchen, I said, "This is a beautiful house. Have you parents lived here long?"

"Yeah, they bought it before I was born. Oh, I'm sorry. Would you like to see the rest of it?"

"Sure." She gave me a tour of the house and I commented on different things, like the pictures of the family, particularly the ones of when she was a kid.

As we went down the hall she said, "And this is my room. Don't pay any attention to the mess."

She opened the door and I looked in, expecting to see clothes strewn about, posters on the walls, dirty dishes, and just generally a mess. I was surprised. "What? This isn't bad." I stepped in and looked around. Sure, there were a couple of articles of clothing, and a couple pairs of shoes, but no dirty dishes, and no posters on the walls. It actually looked pretty good. I spotted a book on her nightstand and walked over and picked it up. "What are you reading?"

"It's a medical mystery. I actually haven't started it yet. I just finished one and laid that one there to start next. I like to read."

"Yeah, I do, too. I'm mostly a horror fan. Stephen King and such."

"Ooo, no. I can't read that stuff. Have a seat. I'll be right back."

I looked around and saw no chairs so I sat on the side of the bed. Renee came back in about five minutes. "Sorry. I wanted to brush my teeth." She sat down on the bed beside me. We talked about the kinds of books we read, movies, hobbies, and a little bit of everything.

In a pretty short time she turned to face me, leaned forward, and kissed me.

I put my arms around her and pulled her to me. I put my lips on hers and softly kissed her. I tasted her lipstick. Our lips mashed together and our tongues intertwined. I put a hand in her long blonde hair and rubbed her back with the other one. We kissed for several minutes, hands roaming each other's backs and arms. In a few minutes I slowly and tentatively moved a hand towards her breasts, fully expecting to be shut down. I felt no resistance from her and got my hand on a breast. I held still for half a minute then very gently started squeezing and massaging it. I felt her chest push towards my hand and took that to mean that what I was doing was okay. As we continued kissing I took my time and just felt her breasts through her blouse. Then I moved my hand up a little and lightly ran my fingers over the bare skin in the v at the top of her blouse. I heard her take in a little gasp of breath. Slowly, so as to give her time to put a stop to this, I started toying with the top button. I felt one of her hands drop and land on my leg. She pulled her lips away from mine and laid her head back. I kissed her neck as I worked the button through the buttonhole one-handed. I kissed downwards onto the exposed skin where her blouse was unbuttoned and started working on the next one down. It was difficult undoing the buttons one-handed so I brought my other hand down to help. I raised my head and looked at the buttons I was undoing and the skin I was exposing. As I got the next button undone I looked at her face and asked, "Is this okay?"

She had been watching me and nodded her head, "Yeah."

I got the last button undone and pushed the sides of her blouse open. I gazed at her breasts contained in a sexy looking, white, lacy bra. They weren't completely covered and I kissed the bare flesh of the tops of her breasts. She put her hands on the sides of my head and sighed. I put my hands on the bare skin of her sides under her blouse and slid them around to her back. I hugged her as I kissed her chest and the tops of her breasts. Then I raised up, pulled my hands back and took hold of the sides of her blouse at the collar and started pushing it back. I looked at her and asked, "Okay?"

She just nodded her head and I pushed the blouse back. It fell from her shoulders, slid down her arms, and she pulled her arms out of it. I started kissing her again and let my hands roam the exposed flesh of her back, sides, belly, and chest. As I started kissing the upper swells of her breasts I reached around behind to unclasp her bra. I struggled with it for a few seconds then it came free. I raised up and watched her breasts come into view as I slowly slid the straps over her shoulders, then down her arms, and removed the bra completely.

She sat there looking sheepish and embarrassed. I said, "They're beautiful." I looked at her as I reached out and started caressing her breasts with my fingers. They were pretty big and sagged a little, but that's okay. I leaned in and put my lips on hers again as I cupped and squeezed them. I felt her nipples grow hard and rolled them between my fingers. I felt her hand slide up my leg and land on my hard dick through my trousers. She didn't do any more than that yet.

I laid her back on her bed and got up so that she could turn to lay lengthwise. Then I laid down beside her and kissed her as I fondled her breasts. I kissed down her neck and chest until I reached her tits. I kissed all over them and took a nipple into my mouth. As I sucked on it I slid my hand down to the waistband of her jeans. They were really tight so it took a little doing but I eventually got the button at the top undone, again one-handed. I slid my lips down from her tits to her belly. I kissed all over her belly as I slid the zipper of her jeans down. She held my head in her hands.

When my lips got to the open waist of her jeans she said, "Wait." I just knew that she had come to her senses and decided that it wasn't right to allow a man twice her age to do this to her. But she said, "Sit up." When I sat up beside her she started undoing the buttons of my shirt. "We need to even things up a little." As I took my shirt off she unbuckled my belt then undid the clasp of my jeans and slid the zipper down. She started pushing my pants and underwear down and I got up on my knees. She pushed them to my knees and my hard cock sprang out. She took it in her hand and said, "Ooo, nice." She slowly stroked her hand along it and it felt amazing. I reached down and slid my hand into the top of her jeans and inside her panties. I slid it downwards and felt a patch of hair. Down a little farther and my fingers touched her lips. I stroked them as much as the tight confines of her jeans would allow. She pushed her hips up towards my fingers and stroked my dick a little faster. Then she slid downwards on the bed and moved her face towards my cock. She at first kissed it from the head to my balls. She slid her tongue along it back out to the head and put her lips around it. I thought I might explode immediately but thankfully didn't. She started sliding her lips from the head down as far as she could but couldn't take it all.

I watched her sucking my cock and I continued fingering her pussy. I wanted the rest of her clothes off. I reached down to push her jeans down but couldn't do it. So I reluctantly pulled my cock out of her mouth and knee-walked down to her waist, where I grasped the top of her jeans and, with some difficulty, finally got them over her hips. I knee-walked farther down, to her feet, took the hem of the jeans, and again, with a lot of work, got the hems over her feet. I took a hold of the legs of her jeans and pulled them down her legs, and finally off. I said, "Whew! That was a chore. But well worth it."

"Yeah, they're a little tight."

I gazed at her from her feet up to her face. She lay there in nothing but a white, lacy, thong that matched her bra. It covered her mound, but little else. Just a patch of white, silky cloth covering her pussy and a string around her waist. I so badly wanted to rip that thong off and dive in and eat her pussy. But I resisted and slowed myself down. I raised her feet to my lips, and kissed and licked first one foot, then the other, running my tongue between her toes, and sucking them into my mouth, which she seemed to like very much. She giggled and said it tickled but felt wonderful.

I started kissing up her legs, back and forth, watching her face the whole time. She looked like she was enjoying it. As I got higher on her legs I saw her hips starting to squirm and she started squeezing her tits. I sat her feet on the bed, with her knees up, and kissed and licked up the insides of her thighs, getting closer and closer to her crotch. When she couldn't stand it any more she reached down, grabbed my head, and pulled my face into her crotch. I went willingly, that's where I wanted to be anyway. I licked her pussy through the material of her thong and tasted the juices that had started leaking already. She pushed her pussy towards my mouth in a fucking motion as I licked her. I pulled the crotch of her thong to the side with my fingers and touched my lips to her bare pussy. She screamed, "Oh God! YES!" She bucked her hips, squirmed around, squealed, and wrapped her legs around my neck.

In just a minute she released her legs and said, "Get back up here." I had intended to eat her until she came but I did as she said and raised my face from her crotch. She pushed me onto my back, took off my shoes, and finished pulling my pants and underwear off. Then she straddled my face, lowered her pussy to my mouth, and leaned over to put her lips around my cock. I started eating her again. I grabbed a hold of the string around her waist and pulled her thong down over her ass. She raised up a little and I worked it first off of one leg, then the other. I was now able to see her pussy unobstructed. It was beautiful. The hair I had felt was just a little patch of blonde just above her lips. Her pussy itself looked small and tight. I kissed, licked, and tongued it while she did the same to my cock. I felt my balls filling, getting ready to explode. I started pushing my hips upwards, pushing my cock into her mouth. I found her clit with my tongue and sucked it in between my lips. I sucked on it and she came just as I started blasting my load into her mouth. She sat up and stroked my cock as I shot my load and I lapped up the juice oozing from between her lips. She cried out, "Ohhh! Yeah! Eat me. Lick me. Yes. Yes. Just like that." As her orgasm subsided she leaned over and took my dick into her mouth again. She ran her tongue all around it and licked it clean as I did the same thing to her dripping pussy.

She laid down on the bed beside me and we faced each other leaning on our elbows. I said, "That was incredible. You are amazing."

"Thank you. You, too. You are so much better at that than the guys my age, I can't wait to see how you fuck me. If you want to, that is?"

"You know I do." She smiled

"I'm sorry I didn't take your load in my mouth. I hope you aren't disappointed."

"Hell, no! Not at all. But I guess I DO sometimes wish that more women were swallowers. There's just something about that that is hot as hell. But, no, I am NOT disappointed. You were great."

"You were great, too. Maybe I'll try next time. If there IS a next time. I guess I've never actually tried. Just whenever I feel the guy starting to shoot I just automatically take my mouth away. I guess I never thought about it."

"It's okay. No such thing as a bad blowjob."

"I kind of wanted you to... you know.... fuck me. But I guess that'll have to wait. If you want to, that is."

"Of course I want to! And why do we have to wait?"

"You mean you can do it now? I thought... you know... that you were done."

"Oh no. Not yet. Are you up for it?"

"Yeah, I'm up for it. And I see you are, too." She nodded towards my hardening cock and smiled.

"Rearing to go. You are just so damned sexy and hot that just talking about it got me hard again." We both laughed.

She reached down and took my growing cock in her hand. As she stroked it, it became fully hard rapidly. I kissed her and let my hands go back and forth between her tits, her pussy, and her ass.

I rolled over on top of her and her legs spread. I kissed her and rubbed my hard dick around on her pussy and she pushed up against it. I felt her trying to get her hand to my dick so I raised up onto my knees and she took a hold of it and guided it to her pussy lips. I pushed forward just enough to get it started in and she moved her hand. Then I pushed on into her hot, wet, tight pussy. She cried out, "YES! So good. Oh God! It's so big. I don't think I've ever had anybody fill me like that."

"You're so tight. And wet. Your pussy feels amazing squeezing my cock." I slowly moved in and out of her, grunting and moaning. She made much the same noises as I did. "Ooo! Ahh! Mmm! Uh! Uh! Uh!"

Her legs came up and I put my arms around them cradling her knees in the crook of my elbows. I gazed down at her bouncing titties as I thrust into her. I asked, "Are you on the pill? Is it okay if I cum inside you?"

"Yes. It's safe." I fucked her for a minute or so, then stopped and held still with my dick buried in her so I wouldn't cum yet. I did this several times and she always said, "Don't stop. Keep going."

"I can't. If I don't stop for a second I'm going to cum. And I don't want to until you're ready."

"I'm ready. Just fuck me."

I reached under and cupped her ass in my hands. I held her hips up and started fucking her again. I thrust into her hard and fast. "Yeah. That's it. Just like that." She pushed her pussy into me as I pushed into her. I felt her lips tighten around my cock and start milking it. "YES! Fuck me! Ohhh! GODDD!!!"

She started cumming and I let go to do the same. As I shot my load into her she clamped her pussy down on my dick even harder and cried out, "AAAHHH! FUUCCKK!!!"

I cried out, also. "YESSS!! God, you feel so good! Ahh! Ahh! Ahhhhh!"

We both stopped moving and let out long sighs. I felt her pussy relaxing and let her hips back down onto the bed, following with my deflating cock still inside. I didn't want to ever take it out. But as it got softer it came out anyway. She said, "Awww."

We laid there kissing and fondling. At last I said, "Sorry, but I've got to get up. I gotta pee. That always happens after sex for some reason."

"I know. Me, too. "

After we both used the bathroom and cleaned up we sat and talked before it was time for me to go home. As we were kissing at the door she said, "Earlier when I said maybe next time I could try to... you know... swallow? That was mighty presumptuous of me, to think there would be a next time. I'm sorry."

"Well I, for one, certainly HOPE there's a next time."

She smiled. "Me, too. Bye."