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She was beautiful. Tall, well over five seven with
flowing blond hair that cascaded over her bare shoulders. She was wearing
a green floral lace slip dress with spaghetti straps that shimmered with
each step and accentuated every curve of her shapely body.
Tom was setting on a bench in the rotunda of the mall when he first
spotted her. His eyes followed her every movement as he watched her stop
at a store window. She walked from store to store, stopping to window shop
whenever her eyes saw something interesting. Tom stood and walked slowly,
keeping pace with her movements, his eyes focused on her voluptuous body,
his mind enjoying the sight of her well-formed hips as she walked, no,
glided, from store to store.
Tom paced himself attempting to stay about twenty feet behind her but
occasionally walking past, diverting his eyes so she wouldn’t notice his
interest in her. As he passed her the second time, he noticed that she was
wearing a wedding ring, a fact that only heightened his attraction. She
had stopped and was looking in the window of Victoria’s Secret, her eyes
focusing on a scantly clad mannequin wearing a pleated pink lace babydoll.
Might as well give it a shot, he reasoned, walking up to the same window
and pausing just inches from her. “That would look a lot better on you!”
he commented, his eyes catching hers and holding them for an instant. The
connection lasted only seconds but he felt the sexual energy that
flickered between them.
“Thanks!” she mumbled, her eyes moving up and down his body before locking
on his eyes once more. For a moment, the world stood still, their eyes
locked on each other, the physical attraction very apparent. “I was
wondering if you were just going keep following me or make a move to meet
me!” she said, her eyes twinkling as if to soften the tension of the
moment. “My name is Catharina!” she finished, extending her hand.
“So, you knew I was following you all along!” he mused, somewhat
chagrinned at being found out. “Hi! I’m Tom,” he said, taking her hand in
his, feeling the body heat radiating from her palm.
“I still think it would look better on you,” he said, turning to look at
the scantly clad mannequin in the window.
“I’ll be right back!” she said, a mischievous smile crossing her face. She
turned and walked inside the store leaving him starring at her swaying ass
as she wandered around the store until she found what she was looking for.
Turning toward the window, she held the diaphanous outfit against her body
for him to see. “You like?” she mouthed silently. Tom nodded his approval
and gave her thumbs up. Smiling, she turned and took the delicate
sleepwear to the counter, paid for it then walked back to where Tom was
waiting, his eyes glued to her every movement.
“I would love to see you in that!” he muttered, pointing to the Victoria’s
bag in her hand, his eyes locking on hers again. “Perhaps we could get to
know each other over lunch!” he offered, pointing toward the area of the
mall where the restaurants were located. For the next hour they laughed,
ate and talked, enjoying each other’s company. The conversation was mostly
small talk and the sharing of a few personal details. As they left the
restaurant, Tom reiterated his desire to see her in the Victoria outfit
and was surprised when she didn’t rebuke him.
“The mall isn’t exactly the best place for a gal to model this kind of an
outfit!” she giggled, trying to make light of the subject. “I’m sure the
men would like it but I suspect that the women would have me arrested!”
she continued, almost laughing at the thought.
“My motor home is in the parking lot! You can try it on there!” he
suggested, not quite sure how she would react. He half expected her to
slap his face and run and was shocked when she took him by the hand and
walked toward the exit.
“Where’s your motor home?” she asked as they walked out the door to the
parking lot that bordered Arden Way.
“Over there!” he said pointing to white and blue Southwind coach that he
had parked at the far end of the lot.
As they approached the coach, he took the key from his pocket and unlocked
the door, stepping back to allow her to enter. He had left the generator
running and the air turned on. She felt the cool air rush past her as she
stepped inside. His eyes followed her every movement as he followed her,
closing the door behind them.
“Very nice!” she said, looking around the nicely furnished coach. “Do you
live in this?” she asked, turning to face him, her body only inches from
his.
“Most of the time!” he answered, his breath coming in short gasps. She had
mesmerized him, her perfume seemed to beckon him, her eyes held his, and
he was momentarily frozen, almost unable to speak or move. “Sit down!” he
was finally able to say, pointing to the plush couch behind the captains
chair.
Sitting, she folded her legs, one over the other. They were a thing of
beauty, encased in dark nylons and capped with delicate 3-inch heels. “You
are very beautiful!” he commented as he walked to the refrigerator and
extracted a cold bottle of Chardonnay. “Care for a glass of wine?” he
asked. Not waiting for her answer as he poured two glasses. Turing, he
handed one to her then held up his glass in a toast. “To you and
Victoria’s Secret” he toasted. “May the two of you join together in a
thing of beauty!” he finished taking a long drink of the tart liquid.
“Oh yes! That is why were here, isn’t it!” she giggled returning the
salute. “Perhaps I should excuse myself and see what we can do about
that!” she continued laughingly. Standing, she picked up the Victoria’s
bag and headed for the bedroom pulling the sliding door shut behind her.
As soon as the door closed, Tom took another long swig of wine, draining
his glass. His body was tense in anticipation of what was about to happen.
He paced nervously back and forth then decided he better sit down least
his legs give way and he found himself on the floor. It took Catharina a
good ten minutes to change and it seemed like an eternity to Tom. Finally
she called out and slid the door open, peeking around it. “Are you ready
for this!” she asked, and then slid the door all the way open to reveal
the most beautiful sight he had ever seen. She stood there dr*ped by the
translucent garment, her body totally revealed.
He could clearly see her clean shaven pussy and the dark aureoles that
surrounded her ample nipples. She was absolutely stunning and he found
himself unable to speak or move. “My God, Your beautiful!” he finally
managed to utter as he tried to stand. Once on his feet he walked
cautiously toward her, his eyes moving over her entire body before locking
on the dark green eyes that so mesmerized him. He stood still for a few
seconds, and then leaned forward touching her lips with his. It was a
soft, feather light kiss, lips hardly touching. He felt her lips respond
and her tongue flick against his and the kiss became more and more urgent.
He pulled her tightly to him, enfolding himself in her arms. Her head fell
back, eyes closed, as his tongue snaked inside her warm mouth. Her hand
moved to his head pulling it to her, kissing him hard, her lips lingering
on his as she kissed him again and again.
She moaned at the soft touch of his hands as they slid over her body,
drifting over her breasts, hips and thighs. She trembled with lust as his
skillful hands moved over her body. His hands caressed her slim hips,
slowly sliding upward over her waist then up and down the sides of her
breasts, pressing lightly with his palms, kissing her as she did so. Her
breasts were soft but firm and he kissed his way down to suck on a ripe
nipple through the soft lace. Her hand moved down his body to explore the
enormous lump in his pants causing the rapidly building fire inside him to
become more intense. His hands cupped her ass and began a slow journey to
the bottom of the lacy material, lifting it slowly and carefully until he
could slide his fingers inside the skimpy g-string panties. He slid the
tiny piece of lace down her legs caressing the white cheeks of her ass as
he pushed them from her body.
Her hairless cunt was now totally visible to his hungry eyes. Any trace of
pubic hair had been carefully removed from the soft pink folds of flesh.
He softly caressed her inner thigh, gently pushing her legs apart and
rubbing just the right places. Holding her tightly in his arms, he gently
pushed her backward until her legs hit the bottom of the bed. With another
gentle push she fell backward, his strong-arms lowering her to the bed. He
dropped to the floor between her legs, his eyes glued to the enticing
white gleaming skin of her inner thighs. Leaning forward, he kissed the
inside of her legs, slowly working his way upward toward her waiting clit.
“Ohhhh Fuckkkkk!” she screamed as his mouth reached its intended
destination and closed over her wet pussy. He dove between her legs and
devoured her ravishing cunt. She spread her legs wider as his tongue
flicked hotly against her eager flesh. She arched her pelvis up to meet
his mouth, her body aching for the touch of his hot tongue. His hands
pawed at her breast as he burrowed his face in her sweet smelling vagina.
His tongue teased and probed, sliding up and down the soft folds of flesh.
He slid it in as far as he could then resumed the rhythmic licking of her
enflamed cunt.
His hands continued pawing at her breasts, her nipples straining at his
touch as he kneaded them and tweaked the nipples. Her tits were firm, full
and delicious, shaped like small melons. He moved upward, his body
covering hers, his pelvis pressed against her naked flesh. His hands
pushed the lace over her stomach, his lips trailing the hem as it slid
upward and off her body. He kissed his way back down to her chest then
tongued first one nipple then the other, pushing her tits together so he
could easily move back and forth between them. She screamed again as his
hot lips closed over the taut nipples. She grasped him by the hair,
pulling his face tightly against her breast, coaxing his tongue to taste
and tantalize them. “Suck me, suck my tits!” she moaned, her chest rising
and falling excitedly under him.
She slid her hands between their bodies and gently pushed him away from
her, sitting up as he moved back. His erection was very evident and was
threatening to explode in his pants. Her hands deftly unzipped his fly
then gently lifted his huge cock from its hiding place. His cock was thick
and long. She cupped his heavy balls in one hand and curved the other
around his hardness moving it up and down working the foreskin back and
forth. His tormented cock throbbed and expanded even more. She stroked him
then bent to kiss the throbbing knob, holding it against her velvety
cheek. “Its beautiful!” she murmured as she circled his cock with her red
lips and began to lick her way toward his balls. She took as much of him
as she could, squeezing it with her lips as he bucked and moaned under the
jabbing of her tongue. Wild little noises escaped her as she licked and
slurped her way from the base of his cock all the way to the velvety tip,
all the while stroking his balls with her fingers.
“Fuck me!” she commanded, grasping his cock as she fell backward, her
fingers guiding his manhood to her pink wet cunt. His cock slid
delightfully inside her wet cunt, sending thrills through his entire body.
He felt her flesh stretch then close itself around his jerking cock. Her
breath was coming in rasping gasps as she moved with him, her hands
pulling on his ass, forcing him deeper inside her. His huge member slid
deeper, filling her completely. He moved slowly inside her forcing himself
to go deeper. The tempo slowly increased as he pushed harder, sending his
cock deep inside her. Her legs spread wide, her toes curled and pointed to
the sky. In and out, in and out, the tempo ever increasing, faster and
faster, deeper and harder until he felt himself reaching the edge. His
body tightened then let go sending his warm juices spurting inside,
flooding her womb, and washing her insides with his warm love as wave
after wave of passion surged through them both.
She screamed again and again in wave after wave of orgasmic delight. Every
move of his cock sent new waves surging through her body until they
finally began to subside. He rolled to his side, pulling her with him; his
cock still buried deep inside her.
He gently kissed her lips and nose, his eyes smiling into hers. “You were
wonderful!” he whispered. “We must do this again sometime!” he said softly
caressing the softness of her face.
“It was a great fantasy,” she said, smiling back at him. She leaned
forward; giving him one last kiss then pulled her body free and moved
away.
“What a great wife I’ve got!” he thought as he watched her remove the
blond wig just as the bathroom door closed.
While she was in the bathroom becoming his wife once again, he pulled on a
pair of shorts and tee shirt and walked to the cab. Retrieving the keys he
started the coach and drove out of the parking lot and on to the freeway,
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