Special offer (part one)
I was idly pushing my trolley back to my car in the Supermarket car park when the screaming of a baby disturbed my thoughts. At the car next to mine a young woman was unloading a vast amount of shopping into the trunk whilst trying to silence the small child sitting at the back of her trolley. The sound was so strident that it was hard to believe such a small person could make that much noise. Ever the gentleman, I offered to finish the unloading if she wanted to put the child in the car. The offer was accepted gratefully and when I'd finished I asked her if she had far to go. "Only up to the Park estate. I'm afraid he's long overdue for his afternoon nap." "I pass there on my way home - if I follow you, I could repeat the process while you settle him down" "Are you sure? It's a very kind thought and I'm just about at my wits end with all this screaming" "Consider it a deal," I said, liking her appreciative smile. I loaded my own small basket of goods onto my front seat and waited for her to reverse out of her slot before following the car at a safe distance. We arrived at the detached house in about ten minutes and she got out, opening the trunk & waiting for me to join her. Then she removed the still unhappy baby and headed indoors. "The shopping can go in the kitchen - straight through," she said over her shoulder. I was just carrying in the last bags when she returned downstairs. "That's so sweet of you" she said, "Time for a cup of coffee?" "Well..." I looked at my watch and then at her, "Well, OK - as long as I'm not delaying you" "Certainly not. By the way, I'm Sheila" she said, "I've finished for the day now - or until His Lordship wakes again. There's only the two of us." I must have looked surprised. "I do have a man, but he works on the Oil Rigs and is away for about another ten days - depending how many drunken days he stays in Aberdeen before he deigns to head south". I sensed the regret in her voice and wondered what caused the husband to stay away longer than he had to; after all, the woman was very attractive and had a rather shapely figure. However, nobody other than the couple themselves knows reasons for such things. Sheila prepared the coffee and passed a cup to me. Bending forward to put it on the table she gave me an excellent brief view of a deep cleavage between two firm breasts, but I wasn't sure whether that was intentional or innocent. We sat over our coffee and she elicited that I was single, two years her senior & a junior partner in a local firm of architects. In exchange, I learnt that she was a qualified solicitor but no longer working since the arrival of the baby. She mentioned more than once that her life was quite lonely without a husband around to do things for her - she didn't elaborate on what specific things. A second cup of coffee was brewing and Sheila excused herself to check on the baby upstairs. Shortly afterwards I heard the toilet flush and she returned to the kitchen, commenting that the youngster was fast asleep. As she walked past me to attend to the percolator I had an embarrassing shock. Sheila had obviously been to the toilet, but in her hurry to come downstairs, she had caught one side of the back of her short skirt in her panties and was now exposing the briefest of black thongs and a large area of her pert bottom. I thought it kinder to warn her rather than have her realise it later and be even more mortified. "Um, I think you got something sort of ....caught ....in your skirt ....when you were upstairs" I said. She turned towards me and smoothed down her skirt at the front. "No, it's at the back" Her hands went behind her and she blushed scarlet as she realised what had happened. "I'm so sorry" she said apologetically, sorting out the problem. She brought the coffee cups to the table and must have felt too awkward to look at me for a while. When she did there was a wry smile on her face. "I suppose you saw everything?" "Not quite everything" I assured her and added boldly "But what I did see was extremely attractive" "My fault for wearing such a short skirt, and I should have worn more sensible pants" "Oh no, that would have spoilt my enjoyment" I grinned. "I don't usually wear them" "What?" I exclaimed, "Panties?" "No, you silly man, thongs. I was much younger when I last went out without panties" "Now you're making my mind go into overdrive" Sheila sat quietly for a few minutes & then got up from the table and went into what I presumed was the sitting room. She returned in a few seconds with a slightly flushed look on her face and sat to finish her coffee. I was about to make my departure when she asked if I could help her with one small task before I left. I agreed and she ferreted in a cupboard to find a light bulb. "If you could just hold this chair on the landing while I change this, I'd be most grateful." She trotted up the stairs ahead of me and I had an even more erotic view of her bottom as it undulated with each step. At the top she turned to await my delivery of the chair and I was now treated to a view that I certainly wasn't expecting. The short skirt was so brief, that with her legs slightly parted, I saw no sign of the black thong - only the dark shadow of her pubic hair. I tried not to show surprise and put the chair under the light fitting. She climbed onto it and in seconds had the bulb changed. She put out her arms towards me and almost jumped off the chair, resulting in her falling against me. After the disclosure of her lack of panties, presumably removed when she went to the sitting room, I was now in no doubt as to her ulterior motive - or I hoped I was. The resultant clumsy clinch confirmed my wildest hopes, for her arms went around my neck and she kissed me hard. I returned the favour before she came up for breath. She looked at me with a seductive smile "I must remember to put that bulb back in the cupboard - there's nothing wrong with it, but I was too shy to ask you blatantly to come upstairs. D'you mind?" "How devious of you!!" I answered, "But I'd have to be peculiar to object," and kissed her again, letting my hands stroke the back of her thighs before advancing to the smooth rounded cheeks above. When she looked up again she was panting a little, "I've taken off my thong" "I know, I saw that when I was coming up the stairs" Sheila butted my chest with her head, "So you knew!! Just as well you didn't see it - it was very mucky. I've been turned on ever since you first spoke at the Supermarket" "Well, this certainly isn't going to turn you off" She looked down and said quietly, "I don't want to be turned off. I want you to turn me on a whole lot more - totally in fact" "I'm not actually equipped for 'totally'" I said, regretting that my wallet was devoid of the usual small packet" "There's no need to worry about that - and from where I'm standing you feel well equipped for 'totally' - and growing more so by the minute" She was right about my growing, for I could feel my erection aching to be freed from my jeans as it pressed against her. Sheila opened the door to what I imagined was a spare bedroom and was pulling her sweater off before I was inside. She closed the door quietly and undid the side zip on her skirt. A magnificently proportioned body clad only in a black bra confronted me and she unclipped it quickly as she bounced onto the bed. "Get those clothes off and come here," she commanded. I wasted no time in obeying her orders and was soon lying alongside her. I stroked her breasts and kissed her. She responded eagerly and then said, "I'm not into anything fancy and I don't like oral - unless you're really insistent" "I'm sure we can find enough to do without any of that" I assured her, bending to kiss each nipple in turn and feeling them grow erect. I let one hand stroke her stomach, slowly moving downwards towards the dark & hairy pubic mound. I cupped it and gently squeezed her full outer lips, knowing that she would feel the sensation on her clitoris beneath. "Oooh, that's nice" she purred, "I'll have more of that" I continued moulding the soft flesh until her hand snaked across to hold my rigid and leaking erection. As we kissed again, I spread my fingers and sought access to her cleft. Parting her outer labia, I exposed the inner lips and pushed two fingers between them; she was leaking like a sieve and gasped as I explored the first few sensitive inches of her vagina. Her hand was masturbating me slowly - as if to keep me simmering until she demanded full penetration. We lay just enjoying our growing arousal and there was a wan smile on her face as she relaxed with her eyes closed. "This is heavenly and something I haven't had for a very long time. I'm just drifting slowly out of control and it's a fantastic feeling" she murmured, "You're a very experienced lover" Gradually we both realised that we ought to move before it was too late and I asked her how she wanted me. Her eyes opened and she smiled "Big and soon" she chuckled, adding "Just stay as you are and I'll fold my legs across you" She moved across the bed a little and parting both legs wide, swung them across my thighs. She gave a little wriggle & I found my rigid prick was now resting along her creamy cleft. She reached between her thighs and steered me into the warm abyss, uttering a throaty moan of delight as she felt me fill her tight pussy. "That is seriously incredible" she said softly, "Just stay like that for a minute while I increase the temperature a fraction" and her hand slid onto her pubis to arouse the sensitive nub of her clitoris. I could feel the vibration of her fingers, but even more exciting were the intermittent tiny muscular spasms of her vagina that squeezed me in an amazingly sensuous way. "I think the main course is almost ready for serving" I said as I felt the growing urge inside me and started to thrust gently. "And this customer is getting very hungry for it" "Then I'd better try and satisfy your appetite quite quickly" "Very.... quickly....please "she gasped, her hips matching my thrusts and her breathing coming in hollow gasps. Neither of us could hold out any longer as the crest of the orgasmic wave curled, broke and crashed over us at the same moment. Sheila shouted something unintelligible and her pelvis shuddered as her knees bent against me, pulling me deeper inside and I felt the surge of my own climax detonate violently. As my semen jetted into her she uttered a long drawn out wail, her hands reaching upwards to grasp the rail above the bed. We both relaxed as the aftershock diminished and I stayed embedded in her for some minutes until our breathing returned to normal. Sheila looked across at me with a contented smile. "Shall I move?" "Not if you don't want to - there's no rush" "Then stay exactly where you are for a little while" she said happily, "You're still ever so big" Just to prove her point I started to make a few gentle thrusts and she looked at me with an expression of surprise, "Do that again - it gave me nice little twinges again. In fact very nice ones" I smiled at her and resumed my little movements, reaching over to fondle a breast as I did so. "I don't believe it" she panted in amazement, "I'm sure I'm building up to cum again - I've never done that before" "They're not rationed - indulge yourself and enjoy" "Stay on my breast and squeeze the nipple - hard. That's it - and harder" I sensed her excitement rising and thrust a little harder & deeper. "Yeeeees....yeees ... oh yes....more, more, more" she cried, writhing frantically as she climaxed for the second timef, "Don't stop...please don't stop. I don't know what's happening to me" and she collapsed back onto the bed, her eyes closed and her chest heaving. It must have been nearly a minute before she spoke. Her eyes opened and there was a frightened expression on her face. "I lost it completely - there were sort of bright lights flashing everywhere & I didn't know where I was or what was happening. I just know that I was in heaven and you took me there" "Time for one young lady to stop, I think. You've had quite enough for one day and I don't want to hurt you" I withdrew carefully and moved her legs off me so that she could relax. She turned towards me with sparkling eyes and her arm came across holding me close. "I have never, ever had an experience like that before - but I want one again" I slid off the bed and went to the bathroom before dressing. Sheila lay in bed with a silly satisfied grin on her face, "Would you fancy joining me for coffee & lunch tomorrow?" "I'd love to join you - we can see about the coffee & lunch afterwards" I joked. She giggled, climbed out of bed and ran naked to the bathroom, emerging some minutes later. "I'm now half decent again," she said with a wry smile, selecting clean undies from a drawer. She followed me downstairs and before I left, went into the lounge. "I've got a souvenir for you" she said, chuckling, and handed me a scrap of black nylon & a piece of paper, "They're very naughty" she commented, "But a reminder for you not to forget where I live - together with my phone number" I held them to my nose and grimaced, kissing her firmly before being let out of the front door. I was unlikely to forget where she lived.
