Two Course Appetizer

Late Friday afternoon, Jenna called me before I left the office telling me she was waiting for me at the penthouse. Waiting for me to pick her up for dinner at a favorite restaurant, and since she has a few extra minutes, she decides to have a quick shower, to freshen up. She figures she didn’t need much time, just wanted to wash her hair and shave herself smooth in all the right places, as she stood with her back to the wall, enjoying the steam and letting the warm water flow over her body, she closed her eyes and slowly begin to run her fingers across her chest and between her legs, thinking of me.

She’d noticed a certain something in my voice this afternoon when she called to confirm our dinner plans, and she is very much anticipating dinner, dessert, some wine and maybe a little foreplay? Maybe more? Suddenly she hears her cellphone beep the distinctive tone that indicated a text message from me has arrived, and she quickly turns off the water, steps out of the shower, grabs the phone from her jeans on the floor, and flipped it open to read: ” Hey babe, just leaving the office, will be there shortly, I’m hungry, looking forward to eating out!” She feels a shiver run up her spine, and smiles again, a bit dreamy-eyed, as she nods her head, knowingly. She had known me for one month, she knows my reputation and is more comfortable with me than she’d ever been with anyone else, to this day I have a way about me that makes her feel a little shy sometimes, and leaves her with butterflies in her stomach, not that she is nervous, really, just that I get to her in ways that other men hadn’t and couldn’t, in ways that often leave her feeling more vulnerable than she likes to admit, and yet oh-so-very-safe, all the same.

She is smiling as she towels off her well-proportioned frame, slips her silky-smooth legs into pink lace panties, her heart skips a beat as she hears my car pull into the driveway, hears the sound of my shoes on the sidewalk, hears the door open slowly. I walk in closing the door turning the lock and surprised Jenna is not greeting me. Jenna calls out ” John, come to the dining room.” I walk into the dining room seeing Jenna laying on her stomach on the table with her panties pulled down to her knees. ” God, you look gorgeous, I’ve been hungry for you all day,” I growl, leaning in kissing her as if to devour her. I slid my hands down her body to her ass caressing the cheeks. She slides to the edge of the table laying on her back, legs dangling at the knees over the edge of the table.

She protests with a laugh that maybe we should move to the bedroom, I gently nibbled her left earlobe and covered her neck with wet kisses, I whisper, “our reservations aren’t for another hour, but I’m hungry for something to eat, here and now!” She purrs knowingly, ” mmmm, that sounds lovely.” I place my elbows on the table kissing her on the mouth again, biting her lower lip gently, stroking it with my tongue as I run the tips of my fingers over her breasts, and down her stomach. I kiss her full on the mouth once again, as she tilts her head back, I draw a line with my tongue down her chin and neck, all the way to her lovely tits, taking her now-hard nipples full in my mouth, circling my tongue round and round, left then right, while gently fingering her belly-button and running my hands up and down her smooth firm thighs.

She lets out a soft moan as I drop to my knees, sliding her panties down and off her stunning legs, then move my head between her knees. She locks her ankles behind my head, and knit her fingers in my hair, I slid my hands under her ass, and begin to kiss the insides of her thighs, working my way up till she feels my warm breath and my tongue caressing her pussy, sliding my tongue in and out of her like a soft, wet cock, drawing her wetness up to her clit, gliding up and down, round and round, slow-fast-slow-fast, as I french-kiss her there with increasingly wild and passionate abandonment, faster and harder, building, building.
“Oh god, don’t stop!” She cries, panting and trembling on the precipice as I continue to ravish her, probing her over and over, kissing and licking her pussy. She didn’t want to finish, but she reaches the place where she had to let go, and with a muffled groan she begins convulsing and shaking.

” I’m gonna cum! John! I love you so fucking much!” She gasps, as her back arches and her body writhes with waves of electric pleasure coursing up her back and belly to her brain, and down again, over and over for what feels like forever, til I finally slow down and eventually stop, and she is still and breathing quietly again. I help her sit up slowly, then rose to my feet to kiss her full on the mouth again, and with a twinkle in my eye I whisper “God, I love you – you taste so amazing.” ” Well, you taste pretty amazing yourself, mister,” She said with a giggle. I kiss her again, then proceeds to help her off the table, telling her with a smile and a wink that I will call and move our reservation to a later time. Jenna is a hot sexy 35 year old woman with a fine ass that I love caressing. This is the first time she has invited me to fuck her tight ass. I unzip my trousers immediately, she hears the sound and Jenna wriggles her ass, ” Yes!” she breathes.

She turns facing the table bending over it spreading her legs apart. I walk between her legs grabbing my hard cock rubbing my cock up and down her crack. ” You’re so beautiful, Jenna,” I whisper, inches from her right ear. ” So delicate. So beautiful,” I continue. ” You smell divine,” I said as she feels my head lean down to kiss that magic spot where her shoulder meets her neck.
My kiss is light and nonthreatening, sending a wave of desire coursing through her like she has never known before. She caught her breath, and I heard. I knew she is mine. Jenna feels my large hands on her bare shoulders, squeezing and rubbing them gently. I place my hands on her upper arms leaning down again to kiss her neck, just below her ear. Jenna feels so vulnerable on the one hand; being enveloped and surrounded by this big powerful man. Yet she feels so safe and warm on the other; a feeling of trust and security permeates every cell of her being.

” Oh, Jenna,” I whisper. She isn’t sure what to do. She closes her eyes, leaning her head back and to the right, opening her mouth, hoping I will find her. I did. She feels my lips lightly brush hers and feels and hears both of us breathing with barely controlled restraint. Our mouths open our tongues exploring, she hears a deep throaty moan realizing it is her. As my kiss deepens she feels me press my body against her back and ass, she feels my heat and incredible hardness that must be so constrained in my tight trousers. Jenna wraps her right hand up and behind my neck to hold me close. She didn’t want me going anywhere.

The sound of our rapid breathing and sloppy wet kisses are an extreme aphrodisiac, at least for her. Despite the depth and mounting passion of our kiss, she feels my hands move across from her arms to her upper chest, then begin a slow gentle descent over the slopes of her breasts, exposed her nipples are rock hard. The palms of my hands envelope them entirely and she feels me use the tips of my calloused fingers to draw tight little circles around the distended nubbins of her swollen nipples. She caught her breath as another wave of desire sweeps over and through her. Jenna can’t believe how softly I touch her with my hands. Jenna looks down gasping at their physical presence; so pale and pink and hard. ” Oh my God, Jenna. You’re so unbelievably beautiful. So sooo beautiful,” She moans as she looks over her shoulder at the protruding display of her sexual excitement; my smooth voice caressing her ears. My hands follow to explore her body responds involuntarily as my fingertips graze the tips and circled the small areolas. She hears my breathing hard, keeping tempo with her own, as I press my hardness against her, nestling what feels like a huge erection into the cleft of her ass.

” Oh, John. Please. I want you to touch me. Everywhere,” She manages to pant. I didn’t answer; no verbal response is necessary. I begin to mold and massage the soft flesh of her breasts with my hands. I left my mouth kissing my way down her neck as I fondle her. Her head is swept back, her eyes are closed she feels herself slowly yielding to my touch. I kiss along the back of her neck beginning to work the other side, she feels my hands wandering down her arms, then over her hips, continuing down the outside of her thighs. As I reach her smooth thighs caressing inch by inch. It is like a dream; happening so fast. Jenna is lost in a rising tide of arousal and feeling her pulse racing and her pussy oozing with anticipation. The sweet smell of her sex permeated the air I know how turned on she is; how completely mine she is. I continue to caress her ass and hips, whispering in her ear.

” Oh, Jenna,” I said. She holds on to the table with one hand as her other reaches back and behind to feel the heaviness and girth of the material-clad bulge that she feels pressing against her backside.