Chapter 2

I put my arms around her and held her as she kissed me. Our kiss deepened and became more urgent. I felt her lips part and my tongue went in search of her. My hands slid down as if drawn here by her tight firm ass and I cupped her cheeks in my hands squeezing them, testing them. Rebecca moaned into my mouth and, without breaking the kiss, she moved around in front of me, hiked up her dress, and straddled my legs, sitting down onto my lap.

I am certain that when Rebecca settled herself on my lap, she found a rather prominent lump waiting for her there. Her soft kiss and warm embrace had set my cock to swelling and by now it was about three fourths inflated ... more than enough to give her something to feel. A telltale moan and squirm confirmed the fact that she knew what she was doing to me. She ground her pussy down on my cock bulge rolling it over her pussy lips and getting us both heated up.

My hands found their way up to her ample breasts cupping them, hefting them, feeling their weight in my hands before curling my fingers into them. Rebecca moaned louder as she felt my hands mauling her sensitive breasts and she back rolling her hips so her dampening slit moved up and down my now rock-hard cock. We kissed and groped and made out like a couple high school kids until finally she pulled her mouth away from mine gasping and slid over onto the sofa.

“If I don’t stop now I won’t be able to...” she panted. I looked at Rebecca and I saw a hunger in her eyes I haven’t seen before or since. This woman needed her fire quenched before it totally consumed her.

“I hated to leave her in such a state, especially with my own appetite at such a level but I didn’t want to overstep any boundaries. Rebecca was a woman in a tender state. Her husband was leaving her for another woman. Her lover had left her out of fear of her husband’s wrath. And she was left alone and defenseless. Now I was here in her home and we had gotten rather passionate and heated ... I didn’t want to take advantage of her or the situation.

“Please Thomas,” she panted, Please stay ... for dinner. I ... want you to. Please?”

Now my usual dinner fare consisted of whatever pizza or TV dinner I felt up to that evening. I was a heat it and eat it kinda guy. Very rarely did I eat out or go to the trouble of making a real meal for myself. So the idea of a home cooked meal really appealed to me. And I also had a suspicion that “dessert” would be memorable as well! A guy would have to be crazy to turn down an invitation like that!

“I’d love to stay for dinner, Rebecca. Thank you,” I said. I saw her smile broadly. She had a beautiful smile that made her eyes sparkle. How anyone could not want to see that every day of their life was beyond me.

“I’m glad. I don’t often have anyone to cook for these days. Well except for Emmy, that is,” she said looking down.

“I don’t usually do much for dinner either. In fact, I was just going to stop by the market and grab a TV dinner and a six pack and call it good. I’m not much of a cook, I’m afraid!” I said.

“Well, I can’t have that! A TV dinner and a six pack is no fitting dinner for someone who has done so much to help me! I’m glad you are staying then!” she said. “Now you just sit right there and I will go fix dinner. It won’t take long, I had most of it already made!” she said getting up.

She stood up, straightened her skirt and walked towards the kitchen. She stopped at the edge of the living room and looked over her shoulder as if checking to see I was still there. She gave me a smile that told me she was happy to have a man to cook for again.

Dinner was phenomenal and I ate till I was stuffed. I was worried that I may be making a pig of myself, but Rebecca just smiled and kept bring it around again. I think she was just so happy to have someone appreciate her work that it didn’t matter.

When dinner was done I got up to help clear the dishes. “Here, let me help you with the dishes at least. I got to work off some of that wonderful dinner!” I said. Rebecca moved over and I took a place next to her at the sink. She washed and I dried and before long we had the dishes done.

After dinner and the dishes she poured us each a glass of wine and we went into the living room to sit and talk. She was excellent company and we found that we actually had a lot in common. Rebecca had come from a fairly regular background – it was her father that had made the family money through shrewd business deals and a lot of luck.

I found out a few things about her marriage to Mark as well. How they had been married now for about ten years but the last several of them Mark had been the way he is now. Then when her father died and he saw the money that was to gain, Mark was going to stay with her in spite of their loveless marriage, he just found someone else to give that love to.

As we talked and drank, she opened up to me more and more. And in doing so, I noticed she moved closer to me. She started by sitting next to me at a respectable distance, but then she moved to where she was right next to me. Then she lay her head on my shoulder when she started talking about their marriage.

Rebecca looked up at the clock. “Oh, damn! I have to put Emmy to bed. Please wait for me ... I am enjoying this. I’ll be right back,” she said, getting up. She briskly walked back to Emmy’s room and about ten minutes later returned.

“Is Emmy okay?” I asked.

“Oh yeah, she went right to bed. She is such a good girl ... the one thing I did right,” Rebecca said.

“Oh, I wouldn’t say she’s the ONLY thing you did right, Rebecca. You don’t give yourself enough credit,” I told her.

“Well that’s not an easy thing to do when you are always being knocked down and made to feel like you are worthless,” Rebecca said looking down.

I reached over and lifted that pretty face to my own. “Listen to me Rebecca Wallace. You are NOT worthless and you shouldn’t be made to feel that way. You are a beautiful, desirable, and yes even sexy woman and any man worth a damn would be proud to have you on his arm,” I said.

When I finished talking, Rebecca looked at me and, without a word, picked up my hand in hers and interlocking our fingers. She brought our hands to her lips and softly kissed the back of my hand. Then she rose from the sofa pulling me to my feet and she began walking us back to her bedroom. She pulled me into her room, shutting the door and taking me over to sit me on the bed.

As I sat there watching her, Rebecca began undressing for me. She unbuttoned her white blouse removing it and dropping it seductively to the floor behind her. Then she reached back and unfastened the catch of her skirt, unzipping it and shimmying out of it, dropping it on the floor alongside her blouse.

With Rebecca now dressed only in her bra, panties, stockings and heels, she stood there while I surveyed the wonder before me. She smiled, seeing the approval in my face, my slaw-jawed stare must have somehow been encouragement for her.

Rebecca was an amazing sight. Standing five foot four inches tall (without the six inch heels she was wearing), she had dark brown hair, green eyes and an absolute killer 36-24-34 body that just begged to be used. Mark was an idiot to let this woman go! And to go along with that hot body was a sexual drive to match. This woman was made for fucking and I was the lucky guy that got to take her for a ride now!

Rebecca kept her eyes on mine as she reached up and unfastened the front hook of her bra. She peeled the cups apart freeing her magnificent 36D breasts. I admired the creamy, pale globes topped with rosy pink nipples, stiff and hard with expectation.

I put my hands on her slim hips and pulled her to me, burying my face in the valley between those beautiful breasts. I took one of her ripe tender nipples into my mouth, eagerly chewing and licking it as she pushed my head harder down on her breast, wanting more of it in my mouth.

“Ohhh yes, baby ... bite my nipples ... just like that...” she moaned. I feasted on her stiff little buds enjoying the tasty appetizers as my hands worked the mounds they stood on. I alternated between her two breasts making sure neither one felt left out or neglected. As I licked and lapped and chewed on her tidbits, Rebecca moaned and tossed her head back savoring my mouth on her.

After sampling her delightful tits and nipples for a bit I wanted to see what other tasty treats she had for me. I stood up from the bed where I sat and grabbing her thighs just under her ass, I lifted her up and turned her around, tossing her onto the bed on her back, giggling. I grabbed her panties by the waistband and pulled them down over her hips and down her long, lean legs and off. I put the sopping wet garment to my nose, inhaling her musky woman scent and causing her moan loudly, seeing me enjoy her smell.

“Do you taste as good as you smell?” I asked her with a mischievous grin.

“You tell me, baby,” she said, spreading her legs wide and revealing her sweet, wet peach to me. Rebecca kept her pussy trimmed with her short dark hair in a neat triangle patch starting just above her hood. The sides and rest of her pussy area was shaved clean, save for her triangle which told me she liked to stay neatly groomed, an attribute I appreciated.

I used two fingers to pull apart her swollen pussy lips and peered into her pink wet interior. I have always loved pussy – the look of it, the smell of it, and especially the taste of it. To me, a pussy is one of the greatest things a woman brings to the table.

But Rebecca’s hot, wet hole was exceptional even for pussy. It was the most wonderful sight I’d ever seen – bar none. With its pink, pulsing walls and the soft drops of sweet honey oozing from them, the musky aroma of a woman in heat, and the warmth radiating from deep within, I just wanted to crawl inside and never come out! God she was beautiful!

I dove into that pink perfection, shoving my face into the apex of her trembling thighs and pushing my tongue as deep into that sweet honeypot as I could. I felt like Winnie the Pooh looking for honey in his honey jar and unlike that character, I was hoping to get stuck in it!

“Ahhhhhh GAAAWD!” Rebecca moaned loudly as my tongue snaked its way into her depths. Instinctively she put a hand on the back of my head, shoving my face harder down onto her burning crotch, wanting to push me deeper into her.

I licked and lapped and sucked the dew from her walls as I found it, reaching into every nook and cranny I could, wanting every drop of her sweet juice. As I licked and tongued her tender tissues, the sensations got to be too intense for her and she began backing away, making me have to chase after her as she backpedaled towards the head of the bed.

To remedy this, I reached under her spread and quivering thighs wrapping my arms around them and pulled her back towards me. Anchoring her in place with my arms, she could no longer get away, despite all of her thrashing and writhing around.

I spent a long glorious time nestled there between Rebecca’s thighs, munching on her box and enjoying all the delights she was offering me. I nibbled on her clit, I sucked her fat swollen pussy lips into my mouth, and I lapped up all the pussy juice she gave me.

Long, slow, luxurious laps using the flat of my tongue over her slit drove her crazy, especially when I punctuated them by poking my tongue into her hole like a little cock. I even licked and tongued her crinkled tight asshole, a trick she had never had before but one that sent her into a higher orbit than ever!