Nancy is 36 year old divorced woman with no children, she has been divorced for three years from a friend of mine. She has not seriously dated since the divorce. She is 5′ 11″ tall with long blonde hair down past her shoulders and a hot sexy body for a woman in her mid thirties. She isn’t fully dressed, just enough cover in case something got delivered to the house. She was slightly older than her husband and they had no children. Nancy is the kind of woman who tolerates a lot that is not in her personal best interest. She go’s along to get along…especially when it came to men. While in the laundry room folding laundry, I drop by to see her. I’m not one of her favorite people to see, the back door is open, so I walk into the enclosed porch as if I have been invited.

” Nancy?” I call. She is surprised to hear my voice. ” Who is it?” She knows who it is. She can’t believe I’m in her house. ” It’s John,” I answer. ‘ What does he want?’ She thought. ” Where are you, Nancy?” I shout.
” I’m in the laundry room,” she said not bothering to hide her annoyance. She continues folding laundry, waiting for me to come to the room. ” What are you doing here?” she ask as I came into the laundry area. ” I came to see how your doing?” I answer sarcastically. ” Why, Do you care how I’m doing?” She admonished. I ignore her foul attitude. Instead, I stood looking her over, remembering how I have wanted to fuck her. She is still a sexy woman at 36. When Nancy finished folding the laundry, she picks up her basket and passed me on her way out of the room. I can’t help noticing the sway of her bare tits under her dress. As she passes close by me, I can also see the bubble butt I like so much. Before she can reach the door, I step forward wrapping my arm around her waist.

” What are you doing, let me go,” she demands. She is a serious woman and did not appreciate my flippant ways…one of the reasons she did not like me. As I hold her tight, I whisper in her ear, ” You need to lighten up. You’re too young to be so tight-assed.” ” And you need to leave,” she shot back. She is angry. She freed herself from my grip saying, ” You didn’t come here to talk to me, you can leave now.” Nancy turns to walk away from me, I grab her again. She drops her basket of laundry struggling to get away from me. I hold onto her tighter and drag her back into the room. I force her up against the wall and fasten her there with my body. ” Let me go, John! Stop it and let me go,” she snaps. As she spoke, she feels the familiar protruding lump pressing into her pelvis. It became evident to her that I’m not going to let her go. She slaps and kicks me the best she can, I had her completely against the wall.

I had desired Nancy since meeting her six years ago. Until that moment I had not been alone with her, here I am, about to force myself on her. It is the middle of the day and no one is around. No chance I will be disturbed.
I grab her wrists and twist her arms behind her back. I take both her wrists in one of my large hands. With my free arm around her waist, I lift her off the floor. Suddenly I shove my knee between her thighs, planting it up against the wall behind her. I lower her, so that she is straddling my thigh with her legs dangling and her feet off the floor. ” What are you doing, John? A friend is coming over any minute,” she lied. With her hands held behind her back and her feet swinging, she feels helpless with me pressed against her. She can’t help feeling a little afraid . ” Don’t worry, I locked the door,” I said as I reach down pulling her loose dress up. ” WHAT!? What the hell are you doing!? John, you have to stop. DON’T DO THIS,” she said in a sudden panic realizing what I’m trying to do. She wishes she had put on panties, not that it would have done much good.

I ignore her again, surprised to discover that she wore no panties. How convenient. I take the time to rub her thigh and knead her bare buttocks. I smash her breasts against my chest hard, as she continues to struggle to get out of my grip. I buried my face in her neck sucking and licking there to keep her from biting me. ‘Oh my God, he’s going to rape me after all,’ she thought. Suddenly, I lift her up again slipping my free hand between her thighs. When I lower her again, her pussy is on my open palm. Straddling my thigh like that, she can’t get her legs closed. I have free and total access to her pussy. I squeeze and massage her pussy getting my fingers between the slit.
” NO!! NO!! STOP IT!! STOP, JOHN!! STOP IT!! NO, NO, NO!! PLEASE, JOHN PLEASE STOP!! PLEASE STOP!!” she screams. She begins to cry nervously which made me feel a little sorry. Not enough to stop. I had this opportunity and I intended to have a good time. The screaming and fighting is getting on my nerves, but I know how to shut her up. I found her clit rubbing it in a rapid-fire, circular motion until I feel the button start to swell. The moment I press my finger on it, I hear her gasp and softly whimper. Her body lurching forward a little and her head fell back against the wall again.

I raise my mouth from her neck looking into her face to see what effect my caressing is having. Her eyes are closed and she is still crying with her head resting back against the wall twisting from side to side. There was a little quiver going through her body that she tried not to show. I keep a sharp eye on every reaction and I feel her thighs gently squeezing together. When she opens her eyes realizing I’m looking at her, she continues to beg me to stop. I eagerly pull the blouse so both her tits are free. Nancy then presented one of them to my eager mouth. ” It’s just one time,” She said in a quiet voice, as my mouth finds her engorged nipple. Oh. Yes….My tongue slowly painted all over its surface, like it had her clit, and she closed her eyes in complete abandon. God, he knew how to kiss my tits! I use both hands to eagerly cup and caress them, my mouth moving back and forth between them, kissing violently and making small bites around the outer edges before zeroing back in with soft kisses and eager sucking and tongue work on her nipples. Nancy feels how wet she is getting. Thank God, this is about to be over it is just one semi-harmless hurrah between us.

Nancy eagerly got my shirt off so she can feel naked chest-to-chest contact. I eagerly assisted her in doing that, she pressed her naked tits into my chest as our tongues intertwined again.