Chapter 2

After Phillip and Tom said good night and went on their way. Jenny and I were left standing there not knowing what to say to each other. I opened the car door for her and helped her in. Then I went around and climbed in on the driver’s side and started the engine.

As I looked over at her I asked, “Where to?” Jenny looked back at me uneasily as she gave me her address. I pulled out of the bar’s parking lot and began heading in the general direction of her house.

As we drove we talked and got to know each other a little bit. Then she suddenly stammered, as if trying to explain herself, “P-Phillip and I have only recently divorced. We are still friends, but I can’t help feeling like a failure because now I am alone again. I hate being alone, and being alone and divorced is even worse! And now at my age, it’s even harder to find a good guy.

“My brother told me Phil was a bum, and he was only marrying me for my money. But I thought I could change him. He always was a ‘ladies man’ though, and couldn’t stop flirting and fooling around with the women. Anything in a skirt was fair game for him. Then one day while I was getting ready to go out with my best friend Amy, I caught the two of them making out on the couch as I came around to corner.

“Well that was the last straw. That’s when I finally decided to divorce him, and I did. But it still hurt.”

She paused briefly like she was thinking, then she went on to say, “My brother told me I needed to get over my ex.”

Jenny sighed as she admitted, “My brother also told me I needed to go and have some fun, and get laid!”

She sucked in her breath deeply. As she exhaled she said with a slight quiver in her voice, “Can I tell you something honestly? I’ve always had this fantasy about having sex with a man that would use me like some common slut.

But I never had the nerve to do it. I want someone who won’t treat me like I am some China doll that is going to break, but will just take me and use me as he wants. I like it rough, but all the guys I’ve known always thought of me as delicate and fragile. So that’s why I’m dressed like this. And why I acted the way I did towards you. I thought maybe if I acted like a slut...

“Phillip and Tom agreed to come with me tonight to give me some moral support while I searched for my fantasy lover. And to protect me in case I got in over my head. But as soon as you walked in, I knew you were the one because my hands started to shake, my heart began to flutter, and I could feel my pussy beginning to get wet. That’s why I came on to you the way I did. I was hoping that you caught my more than subtle clues and that we could get together. I’m glad we did.”

I was completely astounded by her sudden change of character, and her unexpected self-disclosures. I sat there open-mouthed while I listened. I didn’t know what to say to her! Finally I just pulled over and shut off the engine. As I turned sideways in my seat facing her, I blurted out, “I just recently broke up with my girl too. Well she left me, but I still feel like a fucking failure, because I couldn’t make things work out.”

Then I said, “I’m not in the habit of picking up women in bars. To be honest, I’ve never been real good at the dating scene.”

I thought for a moment, then I admitted honestly, “But when I saw you sitting there at the bar, I started getting a boner the instant I laid eyes on you.”

Well I guess confession is good for the soul and honesty really is the best policy. Because after I told her that, Jenny took off her seat belt and crawled on the center console facing me. She put her hands on my shoulders and asked timidly, “Would you hold me Mike? Please?”

As I put my arms around her, she kissed my cheek and rested her head on my shoulder. Then she began weeping as she pleaded softly, “Please, don’t think badly of me. I’m not really a slut. I’m just lonely ... so lonely.”

As she started to cry, I tried to kiss away her salty tears and began rubbing her back to comfort her. Despite my good intentions though, as I held Jenny’s warm trembling body in my arms, my cock started getting bigger and harder by the second. The next thing I knew she was kissing my cheek. The feel of her warm sobbing breath gently blowing in my ear, was giving me goose bumps and sending erotic chills up and down my spine.

Jenny’s breathing was getting heavier and she had shivers going up and down her spine as she cried. Her tender sweet warm wet kisses were getting closer and closer to my lips, and my cock was getting harder and harder as my good intentions went flying out the window.

I brushed my lips across hers as I raked my fingertips up and down her spine, causing her to shudder. Our parted lips gently brushed against each others and then finally met.

She darted her tongue into my mouth and I nipped it, holding it place with my teeth while I flicked the tip of mine back and forth across hers. Then I began swirling my tongue around hers as she swirled hers back around mine.

My body felt like it was on fire. My pulse was racing, my heart was pounding, and my cock was throbbing. As our tongues intertwined and played in each others mouths, I could feel her hips slowly beginning to rock back and forth.

I didn’t want to take advantage of her. I’m not that kind of guy. But she felt so good in my arms with her firm, full breasts pressed tightly against my chest. And I was hurting as well. It had been a long, long time since I felt needed for more than just a fucking paycheck. I couldn’t help myself and moved my hand around her and over her ribcage, until I had my hand covering her soft full tits. As soon as I had my hand on her breast, I began caressing it.

When she felt me squeezing her tit, she shuttered and jerked as a jolt of pure erotic pleasure surged through her slender trembling body.

While I was massaging her breast, I pressed down on the tip of her hardening nipple through her dress with the end of my thumb and rubbed it back and forth causing it to stiffen, and sending ripples of pleasure up and down her spine. I had noticed in the parking lot that she had not wore a bra that night, and the cool evening air and the sexual tension of the moment had made her nipples hard as pencil erasers. Now my caresses were doing the same thing here in the car.

As Jenny felt her nipple becoming erect, she sucked in her breath and muttered between our lips, “Oh God, that feels so fucking good.”

Then Jenny pulled her mouth off mine and whispered between our lips as she exhaled, “Mike, I don’t know what’s wrong with me. Maybe I really am just a whore! But I want you so fucking bad, I can’t stand it. But please, not like this, I’d feel like a common street corner hooker, turning a trick in the front seat of a car, with some unknown John.”

She was just sitting there straddling my lap and staring into my eyes. Slowly her face changed and a strange look crept across her face, like she was thinking. Then she started grinning mischieviously.

“Is there anyone around here?” she asked in a deep slutty sounding voice.

“No,” I said, and then I added, “There’s never anyone around here.”

“Good,” she replied. She mashed her soft pink lips roughly against mine and forced her tongue deep into my mouth, like she was trying to rape it. Then she began moving her head around in small tight circles against my lips, as she searched for my tongue with hers.

While we were kissing deeply and feverishly, I could feel her instinctively pumping her hips back and forth like she was fucking. She suddenly pulled her lips off mine and said, “Mike, tell what you’re going to do to me. When we get to my place?”

I’ll admit, her sudden change in behavior threw me and it took me a couple of seconds to catch on to what she wanted. But once I saw the game she wanted to play I said, “First thing I’m gonna do is get you out of this dress. I’m going to strip you naked so I can see what you have under all this. Then once my eyes have seen everything, I’m gonna lick and suck on every inch of your perfect body, making you crazy with desire.”

I guess my words were turning her on because she started going wild, even wilder than she was in the parking lot. She was moving her head around brushing her lips against mine, panting and gasping for breath as she stammered passionately between our lips, “What, what else are you going to do to me?”

“I’m gonna tease and torture you with my mouth, kissing you in all your sexiest places and getting you hotter and hotter until you beg me to stop,” I answered in my deep lust-filled voice.