Grandma really knew what she was talking about. One of the things she told me was “be positive but not arrogant when first meeting a woman. Don’t come on too strong because most women really don’t like fresh men they prefer to develop the relationship where they are comfortable.”
I’m not sure that I ever really thought about what she had said, but thinking back, on occasion I have practiced what she told me. Somehow I believe that my most recent experience was because of my grandmother’s teaching.
I had been living in an apartment in Virginia for about six months. One evening around 10 p.m., I had just gotten out of my car and noticed that someone in the car beside mine was unloading a box that really seemed too large and heavy for her to handle. I offered to give the woman a hand and carried it up to the third floor for her. It took the two of us nearly an hour to completely unload her car and haul her belongings upstairs. She had on slacks and a bandana around her head, and knowing that both of us had to go to work the next morning, I merely said goodnight and that she was welcome for letting me help her.
Although I live on the second floor and she lives on the third, I didn’t see her a second time until one Friday nearly two months later. Truthfully, I didn’t recognize her because she was dressed like a fashion model and her hair was beautiful. She said that she had been wanting to see me because she didn’t think that she had thanked me properly for all of the help that I had given her. She had remembered my name but I was glad that she reintroduced herself because hers had slipped my mind.
She asked me if I had any plans for the evening. I told her that the only thing I had planned for the weekend was to write a few letters and to watch some of the ballgames on TV. She asked me if I would mind being her escort to an informal dinner with some business associates of hers. I told her that I would consider it a privilege and a pleasure.
An hour later I had shaved and showered. I knocked on her door and she was ready. She was wearing an evening gown that seemed to enhance her figure even more, especially her breasts. I drove about 10 miles to the home of one of the officers of the company she worked for and she introduced me around as though she had known me for years. It was a very friendly group even though slightly formal. We got back to the apartment at about 1 a.m., and I thought that I was going to say good night to her at the door. She left her door open, simply saying, “Please lock it and put the deadbolt and chain on.”
By the time I had locked the door, she called to me from her bedroom telling me to come in there. As soon as I walked into the bedroom she began helping me off with my jacket and hung it on a hanger in the closet. Without another word she began taking off her dress, bra, pantyhose and panties, and I was treated to a fantastic view of a perfectly built woman as she walked into the bathroom. I could hardly get my shorts off because I already had an erection that I was hoping I would be able to keep under control.
She gazed at my erection as she came back and pulled the sheets down on the bed and lay down, motioning me to come beside her. While we began kissing, she grabbed my erection and was rubbing the tip of it against her clit for several minutes before she spread her legs and began guiding it into her slowly. It was heavenly she was so warm, juicy and tight. She seemed to be more in command of the situation than I was, but under those conditions it was just perfect pleasure. She told me that she gets propositioned so often that sex usually turns her off, but every once in a while she has a craving for it and does love it under the right circumstances with the right individual.
The feel of her wonderful cunt around my cock was fantastic and only made better because the light from the bathroom enabled me to see just how beautiful she was. We didn’t last too long that first time, but it was long enough. We rested for just a few minutes and then began caressing one another. I was fondling her tits, and as her nipples got hard I kissed, licked and sucked on them. We couldn’t wait to begin fucking again. This time I knew that I was going to last much longer than I had the first time. I took my time with a slow, comfortable pace taking very long strokes while leaning on my arms so as to take my weight off her. At the same time I could look down and watch my cock disappearing into her cunt, and the sight seemed to make our loving even more enjoyable.
She had several more orgasms before I couldn’t hold back any longer and began shooting my come into her and she was saying, “More, more!” until we both knew that there wasn’t any more. We fell asleep soon after that.
I only need four or five hours of sleep, and was wide awake at 6 a.m. I was lying there just thinking how lucky I was having such an unexpectedly pleasurable experience. She was on her side facing me, softly sleeping, and I was admiring her beautiful body. As I looked down at her downy bush I was thinking that I would like to perform cunnilingus on her. It’s not that often that I want to eat any woman, but she was special and she looked good enough to eat. I was thinking about how hot she had gotten when I had been caressing her tits and felt sure that she probably liked oral sex, at least occasionally. I moved down so that I could kiss and caress her tits, and when I felt her nipples getting hard I knew that she liked what I was doing. She just lay there, pretending to be asleep as I began kissing my way down her stomach to her cunt. I knew when I gently parted her thighs that she was fully aware of what I was doing.
I took my time, slowly thrusting my tongue in and out of her because cunnilingus arouses me if I’m too hasty and I was trying to hold my passions back until the appropriate time. She began having her second orgasm, and as I moved up on top of her and quickly slipped my cock into her and she opened her eyes saying that she loved it, all of it, and please don’t last too long because she was ready to com again. She didn’t have to worry about my lasting, because as I said, cunnilingus really excites me, so then I was pounding into her as hard as I could and we had a very passionate climax with her backed up against the headboard.
We had a light breakfast an hour later, after which we went back to bed. We hadn’t put any clothes on during breakfast and I was worried that she might spill some hot coffee on her tits, but she didn’t. She only served us half cups of coffee saying that too much before sex is bad for you. She had opened the bedroom drapes before we got back into bed, saying that now that we were acquainted she wanted to see everything because she liked to watch.
We began kissing and caressing each other for a few minutes and then she said that I had had dessert before breakfast and that now it was her turn. She moved down to my cock and began kissing and then slowly taking more and more of it into her warm mouth. Her lips were soft and sensuous and I knew that she had plenty of experience in what she was doing. My cock turned a deep purple from all the blood pressure and the condition she had me in. She had stopped sucking for a moment and looked at it. Then she said she still wanted to feel me coming inside of her as she got on top of me and slid her cunt down my shaft very slowly until it had disappeared completely up inside of her.
She bent over and we kissed each other as her tits lightly touched my chest. Then she sat back on her haunches and just took her time for more than an hour while we both enjoyed the wonderful feeling of a hard cock inside of a caressing cunt. She liked being on top and was in complete control when I let go with a whopping orgasm. The rest of the weekend continued with more of the same, until we ended early Monday morning with a slow 69. We kissed good bye and I went to my apartment and began getting ready to go to work. Monday was a really tough day, and I was so fucked out that I could hardly stay awake.
It was three weeks before I saw or heard from her. She phoned me at the office, saying that she hoped that I would be available and willing to be her escort again. Naturally she was who I had been dreaming about since our first weekend together. We went to another gathering and it as only 10:30 when she told the host that she had a slight headache and we left. As soon as we were in the car she reached over and felt my cock through my pants saying, “I’ve been needing a repeat performance.”
Since then, every two and at the most three weeks we just lock the doors and do what comes naturally.