Chapter 1

Despite the October coolness, Sue was sweating profusely. Her new exercise regimen called for her to walk several miles today. Her cotton panties stuck to her skin under her running shorts, and she could feel drops of sweat rolling between her ample breasts. Her sports bra, fortunately, kept the sweat from making her look like a participant in a wet t-shirt contest.

Sue had gotten a late start due to a hectic day at work, and now darkness was catching up to her. A breeze picked up, causing what few gold and red leaves that remained in the trees to rustle. Her path took her by the old church graveyard. It had been closed for years, why she was never quite certain. A new one had been built closer in town around the 1950’s. She knew that by cutting through the vast graveyard she could cut 20 minutes off her return trip.

Standing before the old iron gates, she remembered back to her childhood. As kids they exchanged stories of strange happenings, eerie noises and spooky figures moving among the tombstones. “Silly” she thought, shaking off the memories. Sue took a deep breath, and moved through the gates. They creaked noisily as she passed.

Darkness had set in as she started down the long path. Fortunately a full moon lit her way. A great feeling of uneasiness was beginning to settle in her stomach. When an owl hooted in a nearby tree, she nearly peed in her shorts! She paused, and took a couple of deep breaths while leaning against a large gravestone.

“Pardon me” came a deep, heavily accented voice. Sue let out a yelp, and almost jumped out of her skin. “Excuse me, I did not mean to frighten you.”

“Geez mister, don’t do that! Who the hell are you??”

“My name is Wolfe. Jason Wolfe. I am here visiting, and wanted to pay respects to my ancestors. I have gotten turned around, and can not seem to find my way out of your fine cemetery.” Sue found his accent rather exotic, as he pronounced his name ‘volf’.

“Well, I don’t know how fine it is, but since I didn’t see your car out front, I guess you came in the back entrance. I suppose you can follow me, since I’m headed that way.”

“That is most kind of you Miss...”

“Sue.” As they started down the path, she asked “so wolfy, where you from?”

“I come from a small mountain village very far off. Close to the German border.”

“I figured you weren’t from these parts. Those clothes are pretty outdated for this area.” Sue took a good look at him. Despite his rather outdated clothes, he was gorgeous. His jet black hair crowned a rugged, chiseled face. His green eyes danced with ... something. She could feel a damp spot between her legs, and it wasn’t from sweat.

“Well, as you would expect, news is rather slow to reach my remote village. I must admit too that I find your garb a bit ... revealing.”

“Oh, just my walking outfit.” she said, giggling. ‘Stop it! I’m acting like some stupid kid, not an adult.’ she thought.

They continued walking in silence for some time, growing more comfortable with each other. Sue was giving him sly looks, checking out his body and noticing the bulge in his pants. She could swear he was giving her looks too. But that was silly. Sure, she had a pretty face, and a good set of tits. But she also was on the plump side, and while her 30’s were not old she was no spring chicken either.

And because she was ogling him and not looking where she was going, she tripped right over a tree root. “Damn!”

“Here, let me help you up.” She took Wolfe’s hand, and examined her ripped t-shirt. The tear had started at the upper right shoulder, and went down and to the left, revealing some of her ample bosom.

“Shit, this is gonna be a pain in the ass to fix.” She looked up and froze. Face to face, she was staring up into his green eyes. She began to feel lost, as in a far away place. Incredible feelings of desire swept through her body. Wolfe bent over, and kissed her deeply.

When their lips parted, she quickly averted her eyes. All she could mutter was “Oh ... I ... uh...”

“I am sorry. I should not have done that. It is just ... you are such a beauty, I could not stop myself. Forgive me, I beg you.”

“Forgive? Forgive nothing, I want some more.” She grabbed him by his lapels, and pulled him close. Their lips met again, this time their tongues danced around. At the back of Sue’s mind, a voice was screaming ‘RUN! Run away! NOW!’ But her lust had overtaken her, and she ignored the voice. She had to have him.

‘But this is crazy! You just met him!’ the voice in her head said.

‘I don’t care.’ she told herself. ‘I want him. I must have him. Here or I’ll explode!’

‘You’re in the middle of a graveyard for crying out loud! Have you lost your mind???’

‘SHUT UP!’ she told the voice in her head.

She pulled him closer, and began unbutton his shirt. He guided her back a few steps to a spot where a marble slab topped the ground. Wolfe then removed her shirt, and tossed it onto the thick headstone. As his shirt fell to the ground, he seemed to be having trouble with her bra. In frustration, she showed him how to open the front clasping sports bra. It got tossed on the stone beside her shirt.