Chapter 2

That following Monday I went over to see Tommy. I knew he’d be home and I wanted to see if he wanted to hang out. I knocked on the door and Annie answered it.

“Hi James!” she said happily.

“Hi Annie, is Tommy here? He said he’d be done working out of town. I wanted to ask him about his job,” I said.

“No James, he’s still out of town. Apparently, they didn’t get finished with the project as quickly as they wanted to. He’ll be out of town for a couple more days I guess,” she said.

“Oh, okay,” I said. I was looking forward to talking to him about his job but I’d have to do it another time. I turned to leave and head back home.

“Just a minute, James. Um ... are you real busy?” she asked, laying her hand on my shoulder.

“No, I don’t have anything going on. Why, do you need some help with something?” I asked.

“Well, I was kind of hoping that you’d keep me company. I’ve already done all the housework and don’t have anything else to do. I’m bored and here all by myself,” she said, giving me a cute little pout.

“Aww, does my girl need a playmate?” I played along with her pout.

“Am I your girl, James?” she asked.

“Of course you are. I’m not the love ‘em and leave ‘em type,” I said.

“Mmmm, I like that. Yes, ‘your girl’ is bored and wants a playmate then. Want to play with me?” she asked, biting her fingernail coquettishly.

I answered her query with a long deep kiss. As I kissed her, I felt her lips part and I accepted the invitation by pushing my tongue into her mouth to see if her tongue was lonely too. It was, and they danced together between our mouths.

I pulled her down onto the sofa next to me and we began making out hotter and heavier. I have always liked kissing and could never get enough. And it seemed that Annie felt the same way, We both devoured each other, our kisses becoming more feverish, more insistent.

Without breaking our kiss, Annie’s hand seemed to home in on my crotch like it was laser-guided and my hands found her amazing tits with equal ease. Annie squeezed my hard shaft and tugged at my cock urgently, moaning her need.

“Please James, I need you now, baby ... I need to feel you inside me,” she gasped when she pulled her mouth from mine.

I didn’t need any further encouragement. I wanted her as much as she wanted me, maybe more. I had waited a long time for this moment and it had finally arrived. I stood up and pulled her to her feet. With one more sweet kiss, I took her hand and led her back to her bedroom.

As soon as the bedroom door shut, we began a frantic race to see who could undress the fastest. Articles of clothing, both hers and mine, flew madly about the room as we couldn’t get undressed quick enough.

Dressed in a t-shirt and comfy baggy jeans and boxers, I was able to jump out of my clothes quick enough to catch her while still in her bra and panties. I pulled her closer to me and took her hands, putting them behind her back and holding them there.

I kissed her soft neck and she cooed, moving her head aside so I could continue. I nibbled on her ear a bit and then kissed her neck again moving down to kiss her shoulder. I slid the bra strap off her shoulder and kissed where it had been.

I moved the other strap and did the same thing to her other shoulder. Then I kissed my way along her collarbone to the notch at the base of her throat. I nudged her chin upward and kissed her neck before kissing my way down her breastbone.

Moving back for a moment, I unfastened the clasp at the front of her bra and looked at her. Her eyes darted back and forth and her face held the look of fear and uncertainty. She held her breath as I slowly peeled the two cups of her bra apart.

Tommy had told me about the divorce. We’d talked a lot about how it was not a pretty one and what it had done to her especially. She had come home from work one day to find him in their bed with some waitress from the local diner.

He had been cheating on her for almost six months and she didn’t have a clue until that day. They had a huge fight in which words were said – hurtful, mean things. He said that he hadn’t been happy for a long time and that she no longer satisfied him. That he needed someone who understood his needs and was able to fulfill them. He said he wasn’t attracted to her anymore and he wasn’t sure he ever really loved her.

His words had cut her to the quick and by the time the divorce was over, she didn’t think anyone could love her again. She wasn’t even sure what love was and she certainly didn’t want to stay in Indianapolis with all those bitter memories.

Now this discarded broken woman stood in front of me, wondering what my intentions were for her. I knew she wanted me, maybe even needed me, but she was also leery and mistrustful of letting herself get too involved.

I opened the bra and got the first good look at Annie’s wonderful tits. They were even more spectacular than I had imagined, seeing them in the bra. Firm and round, they were capped with perfect areola and hard, meaty nipples that begged to be licked and chewed on.

She watched for my reaction and I knew she was waiting for some sign from me – something to tell her what I thought about her now. Annie wanted to know my feelings but was afraid at the same time. She didn’t need to be.

“Annie ... y-you’re ... beautiful!” I said when I remembered I could speak. I could see the breath that she had been holding leave her body and a look of relief come over her face.

“You are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen,” I added. “Your ex-husband was an idiot to leave you for that waitress. But his loss is my gain, and you can bet I won’t make the same mistake!”

“Fuck me, James,” she said, stepping closer to me. “Fuck me now and prove it. Prove to me that there is at least one good man left on this planet. I need to know there’s at least one man that is true to his word.”

I gently eased her back onto the bed and she moved to the center of the bed, propping her head up with one of several pillows on the bed. I made a mental note to ask her about that later.

I walked around to the foot of the bed, keeping my eyes on the beauty waiting there for me. She watched me too, biting her lip in nervous anticipation. I could almost see her trembling as I got up on the bed and began slowly crawling towards her as if stalking my prey.

I crawled up to her feet and then began moving up her body, hovering over her and straddling her as I made my way up until we were face to face again. She tried to put her arms around my neck, but I gently took her wrists and put her arms down at her sides giving them a little shake to let her know I wanted them to stay there.

I leaned down to give my beauty another long kiss and as I did, I grabbed another pillow. When I had finished kissing her, I moved back down her body without touching her again until I was kneeling between her spread legs.

“Raise your hips,” I said, and when she did, I shoved the pillow under her tight, firm ass, raising her up a bit and placing her in the perfect position for my next move.

When I laid down between her legs, she instantly knew what I was about to do. “Oh God James!” she gasped loudly. “Oh, baby yes, please. It’s been so long since anyone has done that for me!

“Bill never once went down on me the whole time we were married – he thought it was a nasty, disgusting thing. He wouldn’t let me blow him either. He thought the very idea of someone putting their mouth in a place where you piss was repulsive.”

Dumbass! I thought. “Well, no worries of that with me, honey. I love the taste of a woman’s pussy. Now let’s see if you taste as good as you look!” I said with a grin. I inched the last little bit forward until my mouth was right over her succulent, sweet peach.

I could smell the delicious aroma of her honeypot and it made my mouth water. I saw the little drops of sweet dew on her trimmed dark hair and I felt the incredible heat coming from her. All these things made for a vision that I could not imagine any man turning down. Yet one did, and in doing, so left the position open for me to fill. And fill it I would, promptly and to the very best of my ability.

“OhmyGod! Oh James!” Annie screeched as my tongue plowed deep into her furrow, wriggling, and diving as far into her warmth as I could force it. Her instinct was to slam her legs closed and try to keep me from my prize.

But with her thighs spread wide and me positioned between them with my arms over the top of them, her legs were effectively pinned and she was helpless. Unable to close them or move away from my mouth’s work, she was at my mercy and I got down to feasting on her.

I began by licking and lapping up the juices that she had built up in the game of seduction so far. And she had gotten pretty damp already just in our little makeout session on the sofa and the excitement of what we were about to do. Annie was very generous with her sweet syrup and I took as much of it as she was willing to give me.

My eager tongue also drove her wild as it writhed and twisted inside her seeking its reward, which only caused her to produce more – it was a vicious (and delicious!) cycle. The more I tried to lap up her woman honey, the more she made to replace it!

But I was here to please and pleasure her, and to show her the meaning of “making love”, so my hand moved over her mons until my thumb rested on her clit. As I ate her with an urgency and hunger she had never experienced before, I rubbed her clit with my thumb, adding a whole new level of anguish to her suffering. She squirmed and thrashed about under me, struggling to keep in this world when every part of her wanted to soar straight to the heavens.

“Yes! Oh my God, James! Oh right there, baby, right there! Yes! Oh, fuck! Ohhh!” she moaned and cooed and coached me.

I feasted on my beauty for several minutes. She missed having anyone eat her and so I did my level best to make up for it. I hit every button and tripped every switch I could find in her sweet pussy, remembering what tricks worked for the next time I was at her banquet table.

I watched Annie for her reactions as well as listened to her moans and cries. I saw her hands clutching at the pillow under her head and grasping at the bedsheets as I drove her out of her mind.