Imagining That

Imagining That

Sipping coffee, looking out the kitchen window, she sighed.  The house was quiet.  Her mind was not.  Life and love had not been as fortuitous as she had once believed it would be.  A bitter divorce left her jaded.  Sandra longed for the intimate love of a decent man.

The phone rang.  She winced.  Knowing it was her brother on the other end.  She stalled.  Wondering if she had it in her to answer the barrage of questions laden with concern and meddling, she moved to answer. 

“Hello?”

“Hey sis!  G’ mornin’!  How’s your week?”

“I guess it was alright.  You know, work, come home, go to work, come home again.  How . . .”

“Ya know, e’ry week it’s the same with you!!”

Exasperated, Sandra moved to the kitchen table.  “And what is wrong with the same with me?”

“How ‘bout ya come over tonight?  We’re havin a get t’gether.  Few friends, grillin, beer, cards.  That guy I work with, Jimmy?  He’s gonna be here.  M’be you and he, ya know, might get y . . .” 

Staring out the window, she watched a cardinal take flight from the yard next door.  She didn’t want anything to do with her brother’s grand plans to set her up with Jimmy or anyone else for that matter.  He had been the ring leader ten years ago setting her up with her ex husband.  No thanks.

Movement caught her eye.  The neighbor was strolling across his back yard.  No shirt on.  Must be getting ready to work in his yard.  Scenery will be worthy today, she thought.  What a gorgeous chest!!  The shoulders and arms on that man!!  Arms that would know how to embrace a woman gently.  Shoulders that a woman could rest her head on and feel safe.  A chest that spoke protector. 

“Sis, ya hearin’ me?  How ‘bout it?”

“Look Lonny, I can’t . . . no, actually the truth is, I won’t be over for a get together.  I appreciate your concern for me and my, uh, lack of a social life.  Truly, I am alright,” Goodness, it’s nuts having to beg off getting together with your brother because he’s as overbearing as any mother could be!

“You and Laura have a good time.  Give the kids a hug from me and tell everyone I said hello.”  Sandra kept her eyes pinned on the activity next door.  Her neighbor had pulled the law mower out of his shed. 

“Am worried ‘bout you, closin’ y’rself off best I can tell.  ‘Right then, will call ya nex’ week.  Luf ya Sandy!”

The handsome stranger walked back toward his house.  Cut off shorts exposed well defined legs.  His thighs were muscular.  Strong and defined calves were the icing on the cake.  Remarkably sexy is all she could hear now in her train of thoughts. 

Relieved that the subject was dropped easily, Sandra smiled, “Love you, too Lon!  Bye.”

Sandra laid the phone on the table.  She was not about to move away from her front row seat.  This show was the most rewarding entertainment she’d been offered in a while.  This show she could afford.  Not to mention the possibility that she could have a starring role in it.

Yea, right.  You won’t talk with him.  Frowning, Sandra pushed the ugly thinking out of her mind.  Inhibits the fantasy world’s creativity! 

Grinning she watched as he returned to the garage.  He reappeared moments later.  Watching his biceps flex as he lifted the gas can.  Dark skin shimmering in the sunlight reflected muscles that were sensuous, provocative even.  Prolifically, he was unsurpassed in the handsome hall of fame. 

He turned, looking straight at her.  Smiling as he set the gas can down, he waved.  Sandra felt heated desire role through her.  Realizing she was caught staring, her face flushed and she shyly smiled in response.  He motioned for her to come out as she continued to stare openly at the wonder of his magnificent physique. 

Feeling electrifying anticipation dance across her, Sandra went to the back door.  Stepping outside, the mid morning heat of the sun felt cool compared to the warmth that resided within her.  Looking over she saw her neighbor leaning, forearms resting across the top of the chain link fence.  He was looking at her with adoration. 

His eyes devoured every thing before him.  She felt them tickle her toes.  She watched as he stroked her calves.  She felt a shiver as his gaze caressed the inside of her thighs, rising to the hem of her sundress. 

Uncontrollably, she took a step forward as he stopped at her hips.  A grin shifted across his lips.  His visual walk up her body did not cease.  His eyes circled her waist.  Resting for a moment to cup her breasts, his eyes sparkled as they took in her natural beauty.  They massaged her shoulders and danced on her neck.  Lifting to her lips his grin turned into a warm smile full of desire. 

As his eyes came to meet hers she felt a current of electricity run down her spine.  She compulsively walked toward him.  Drawn magnetically to stand in front of him.

What are you doing?  This is nuts!!  You can’t possibly go over to this man after he just undressed you with his eyes!!  Rude!!  Her thoughts were left unattended.  Out of character this may be.  She noticed something between them was ignited.  It was not going to be squelched.  It had a hold on both of them.  She could see it in his eyes.  She could feel it in her core. 

She could smell him, masculine and sensually musky.  She wanted to reach out and touch his shoulders.  Refraining, she extended her hand, “Hi, I’m Sandra”.

His hand gently encased hers, locking her eyes to his.  She was swimming in his stare.  Her legs trembled with excitement.  She felt herself welling with unbridled desire.  Wetness pooled between her legs. 

“I’m Jared,” he said as he raised her hand to his lips.  “I very glad to finally have the pleasure of meeting you Sandra!”  He opened his hand as his lips kissed hers.  As her hand stayed under the touch of his lips a seductive smile grew on his lips.  Returning to reality, she brought her hand away from him.

Looking down, she tried to gain her composure.  As the thoughts climbed into her head, her conscience cried out, No you don’t!!  You are not going to blatantly invite . . .

Glancing up into his eyes, she returned his seductive smile.  “After you finish mowing your lawn, you are welcome to come over.”

“That sounds like a wonderful idea!!  Let me get this done, get a shower and I’ll be there in say, an hour?”

“How’s this sound?  Get your lawn done, come next door and get a shower and be here in say, a half hour?”

He beamed, smiling broadly.  He nodded his agreement.  Turning back to his yard, he reached for the lawnmower.  Turning it on, she watched for a moment longer.  Phenomenal!

She went back inside.  Sighing, giddy with anticipation.  She straightened up the house.  Freshened herself up.  Hearing the motor die outside she gasped.

You fool!!  You are asking for trouble!!  No!!  Not this time.  She was going to ride the wave of spontaneity and enjoy herself!!

The backdoor hinge squeaked in protest.  “Sandra?”

She came around the corner into the kitchen.  “Come in.  Want some water?”

“Sure, thanks!”

She reached for a glass out of the cupboard.  Turning to get the ice out of the freezer, she felt him watching her again.  Immense desire rose within her as the cold air from the freezer blew across her face and chest.  Her nipples responded to the chill air and stood erect beneath her dress.

Putting the ice into the glass, she turned toward the sink and stopped.  He was as aroused with desire as she was.  Passion making his brown eyes black he looked up when she stopped. 

Sweat extenuated the definition of his muscles.  Her nipples remained erect with the exhilaration of his presence.  He had noticed their taught standing beneath the cotton.  His lips parted slightly as he imagined himself taking one, then the other into his mouth.  She broke their stare, clearing her throat.  Filling the glass with cold water, she handed it to him.  “You're hot.  Cool off a little.” 

“You are hot too, Sandra.  Thank you!”  He reached for the glass.  Drinking the water with slow pulsing swallows.  His eyes would not leave her.  She was blushing under his observation.

“The shower is upstairs.  Fresh towels and wash clothes are out for you.”

“Thanks.  I’ll be back in a little bit, then.”  He set the glass on the counter.  Moving past her, their bodies brushed together.  An inaudible gasp came to her lips.  She watched as he strolled across her living room and turned to climb the stairs. 

Hearing the water come on, Sandra waited a moment more.  The curtain pulled back and she heard him climb into the shower.  She moved to climb the stairs.  She heard him close the curtain.

You’re going to get to the top of the stairs, try the door and it will be closed!!  You’ll feel dumb then!!

Not letting her thoughts break her momentum, she reached for the door.  The knob turned and the latch released.  Ha!  How awesome is this? 

Steam was already billowing throughout the bathroom.  His scent was still present, calling her forward. 

She entered quietly.  Watching his silhouette she smiled.  Jared leaned into the water.  The motion of his body is mesmerizing.  Lured by his movements, she begins to undress.

Lifting her sundress up, she pulls it over her head.  As it comes off, she sees that he has moved the curtain back, watching her again. 

His eyes are upon hers.  They move down ward.  He is licking her breasts with his eyes, kissing her stomach and moving to receive her hips.  As his eyes move to discover the folds of her pussy, she steps forward.  He pulls the curtain back further, inviting her into the shower without a word. 

Nope, not feeling so dumb at all.  What an incredible body.  And how he looks at me!!  As though I were some model all men want.  This guy is remarkable for my ego!!

Wetness and warmth already spring forth from between her legs.  The simple anticipation of what was about to happen made Sandra’s clit swell, fully aroused. 

Jared remained under the water.  Letting the yard work wash off of him.  His eyes making love to her.  He waits watching her.  She is awestruck at the sight of him. 

From the beauty of his face to the sculpted muscle of his legs, he is so gorgeous to look at.  He is a sight to behold in all of his naked glory! Sandra was entranced watching the water wash over his body.  A wet creamy pool of excitement swam between her legs.  Currents of excitement washed over her. She watched water rolling over every inch of his body.  She shuddered with pleasure. 

The water touching his chest glistened.  As it slid down his torso, she watched it move.  Her eyes then moved further down.  They widened at the sight presented to her.  A moment’s panic came leaping forward.  The thickness of Jared’s member was unbelievable.  The length of his hard on was astonishing.  That’s not going to fit inside me!!  What have I gotten myself into now??

Sensing her concern, Jared took her hand in his, “I won’t hurt you.”

She looked into his eyes.  Relaxing, she let him take her hand toward his erectness.  Her fingers opened to circle the fullness of his balls, teasing him.  She let her fingers follow the water racing off down his legs.  Hearing him groan, watching him reflex with pleasure, her hand circled his full shaft.

A welcoming smile moved across Jared’s face.  Her fingers glided around the rim of his defined head.  As she continues to stroke his cock, she watches as he makes love to her again with his eyes. 

He imagines himself being the spray of water lying over her breasts.  Water that is beading up and rolling down her stomach.  The water slides into the hidden spot that he wants to get to know. 

Moaning with the fantasy, Jared moves to stop her hand.  His other hand moves around her hip, pulling her gently closer to him.  He steps closer to Sandra until their entire bodies are touching. 

They stand together.  She lays her head against his chest.  She hears the steady beat of his heart.  She feels his cheek resting on her head.  The smell of him is intoxicating.  His touch is electrifying.  The sound of his moans is erotically inviting.  The sight of him is tremendous.

Sandra reaches around, caressing his butt.  Running circles around the firmness; feeling the shudder of pleasure run through him, she smiles.  Amazing!!  She feels him rising even more.  No fear comes forward this time.  She is calmed by the closeness of him.  She knows he will not hurt her.

She hears him gasp as she cups his balls in her hand and begins to plant kisses across his chest.  Her palm and fingers roll his balls around gently, firmly. She moves her hand between his thighs returning to rub the skin of his balls and rising to stroke his hard on.

Jared presses closer into her.  His breathing coming harder, faster.  His breath is warm and moist in her ear.  She hears the faint groans from deep within him.  He moves his hands across her back, touching the swell of her ass.  Letting his fingers kneed the curve of her buttocks, she pushes back into his hands.  He lets his hands come around her hips, fingers sliding down to the top of the opening of her encased secrets. 

With the movement of his fingers, her clit stands erect in its heightened arousal.  It peers from between her folds.  His fingers glide across the top it.  The motion makes her shake with desire.  Moving herself forward seeking more stroking she moans.  He has moved to kiss her neck.  Her head leans back, groaning with increased yearning.  She lifts her leg to the side of the tub.  Pulling him toward her, her hands are guiding his fully erect member inviting him to discover her.

His fingers move down, sliding into the pool of hot wet juices that are overflowing from deep within her sweet pussy.  His fingers part her folds.  Exploring the silky smoothness he moves back to rub her clit.  Her hips sway with the movements.  He bends his knees as he lets her guide him toward her tight sexual embrace. 

He leans back against the wall.  She moves herself to straddle him.  One leg on the edge of the tub, she supports herself on her other knee. Her creamy wet pussy opens as his engorged head slides between her lips. 

She grips his shoulders.  He holds her hips guiding her onto him.  The penetration of his head into her opening brings a moan from deep inside each of them.  Slowly he lowers her onto him.  She resists offering a sensual tease.  He releases his guidance and lifts his hips into her.  She takes him back into her partially.  Letting her tight muscles embraces his hard on, he responds to the embrace by flexing himself inside of her.  They tease each other with intensity building. 

Jared moves his hands back to her hips.  Sandra’s hands remain on his shoulders.  Together they move in unison.  She takes him all the way into her hot depths.  He gently pushes himself to fill her full of his long full dick.  She can feel the definition of his head reaching the bottom of her. 

Sighs of extreme satisfaction escape from them both.  Their hips begin grinding a slow rhythm together.  Her clit is rubbing against him.  Her ass is rubbing against his balls.  She is looking at the pleasure that is expressed openly on his face.  He looks to see her watching him. 

They smile at each other and he returns to offering kisses moving across her breasts.  His thickness fills her completely.   

Jared brings his fingers to play with her clit.  The stimulation sends Sandra into spasms of pleasure.  Her toes curl.  She starts to ride him hard and fast.  She leans back so he can watch as he is entering her.  He is enthralled by the sight he is seeing.

He is pushing himself in her with each movement she makes onto him.  The energy is reaching a crescendo that is expelled in moans and groans of highly charged pleasure.

As she begins to throb with an explosive orgasm, the pulsing of her tight muscles brings him into his climax.  They embrace each other in a zealous release of juicy cum spewing forth inside of her as her clit twitches with external delight.

As the pulsing subsides, they relax their hold on each other.  Sandra leans back.  Jared lifts her from his lap, planting kisses on her breasts as they come apart. 

Turning, Sandra rinses off and steps out of the shower.  Grabbing a towel she wraps herself up to air dry.  Jared turns the shower off and wraps himself in the remaining towel.  He steps out of the tub. 

She looks into his eyes, “Thank you,” she whispers.

“Pleasures mine, Sandra!” 

She walks out of the bathroom.  Her legs are still quivering from the expansive sensations of satisfaction.  She smiles going down the stairs. 

That was unbelievable!!  I can’t believe I just did that!!  Much better than a ‘get t’gether’ at Lonny’s if I do say so myself, she mused.

In the kitchen, she took another glass out of the cupboard and made herself a glass of water.  Sitting down at her chair by the window, she looked out across the yard. 

Sighing with delight, her mind cleared once more.  Her focus returned and she watched as her neighbor was just finishing his lawn.  If only he knew the wondrous, passionate sex they just had.   

As though he read her mind at that moment, he turned the mower off.  Looking up and right at her, he waved.  She waved back with an inviting smile playing on her lips.  Imagine that!

Walking through the grocery store she scanned the shelves searching.  There was nothing that resembled the sauce her recipe called for.  How frustrating is this?  Spending more time searching for stuff than finding stuff and getting on with it!!  Sighing, she crossed the item off her list.  She would have to improvise again.  Story of her life. 
She maneuvered around the corner.  End caps of stuff always making it tough to get around easily.  Sandra pulled a bag of flour down and a can of baking powder, setting them in her cart.
“Hi Sandra!!  I haven’t seen you in a while!!”
Turning, Sandra saw Laura striding down the aisle.  “Hi Laura.  How are you?”
“I’m doin’ a’right.  Missed ya a few weeks ago at our b’baque.  The kids ‘ere hopin’ to see ya an’ Jimmy asked ‘bout ya”.
Wrinkling her nose at the reference of Jimmy, Sandra moved to continue shopping.  Always meddling in my social life.  They just don’t stop!!  “I’m sorry I didn’t come by to see the kids.  How are they?”
“They’re good.  Growin’ and such.  Sandy, have we offended you in some way?  You ne’er seem to want to come by?  I know yer divorce was ugly an’ all, truly Sandy we’re only wantin’ to help!”
Pulling things off the shelf haphazardly, trying to hurry through this ordeal and leave, Sandra muttered an unintelligible response.
“Well, ya know Lonny and I are here for you if ya need us.  I won't trouble ya, I see yer busy.  Come by sometime.  Yer always welcome”.
Stopping, Sandra looked up.  “Thank you Laura.  I am okay.  I’ll catch up with you all later”.
Laura smiled, hesitated.  As she walked away, she turned back and waved.  Sandra returned a half-hearted wave.  I should feel worse about this than I do.  Awful, I’m awful.  I simply don’t want to be involved with the match-making duo in my brother and his wife.  Jimmy!!  How they can conceive of such a notion as to set me up with Jimmy!!  Asking about me?  He hardly knows me!!
Lost in her own thoughts, Sandra was not watching where she was going.  Startled by the jolt of carts colliding, Sandra looked over right into the eyes of her neighbor.  Blushing, she pulled her cart back. 
“I’m so sorry!  I was not watching what I was doing!” 
Smiling broadly Jared didn’t move.  He stood staring into her eyes.  Undressing me again, Sandra thought.  A warm tingle ran down her back, stopping in the depths of her secret place.  Heated passion sprang to warm Sandra’s cheeks.  This man had a way about him and he had only been with her in her dreams. 
Making no motion to free her passage around him, they stood facing each other.  Finding the silence uncomfortable while finding the gazing more than erotic, Sandra fidgeted, shifting her balance slowly from one foot to the other.  It’s as though he is reading my mind!!
“So, do you make it a habit of running women over in grocery stores and then preventing them from passing by?”
Blinking, Jared looked around.  Moving his cart some, Sandra started to pass him.  She saw him move to reach out to her.  She braced herself, physically starting in shock.  Her neighbor hesitated.  He was not expecting that reaction from her.  Regaining her composure, she looked up at him.  “I didn’t mean to scare you.  And I’m sorry I wasn’t watching where I was going.  My name’s Jared.”  He extended his hand.
“No.  No.  Don’t apologize.  I wasn’t paying attention.  Really it’s my fault.  My name is Sandra,” she reached to shake his hand. 
His eyes held hers.  She felt her knees grow weak as he took her without a touch and without a sound.  His brown eyes ignited a passion deep within her being that sent waves of orgasmic pleasure coursing through her.
His eyes grew darker as he watched her arrive to a momentary level of pleasure.  He felt himself becoming engorged with arousal.  Her face glowed with excitement.  The swelling of her breasts beneath her top invoked a heated desire in him to have her, right there in the grocery store.
Jared let his hand slide up her bare arm.  Holding her forearm with gentle pressure, Jared pulled her forward so no one else would hear him.  His voice husky, “Sandra, . . .”  He could not finish his sentence.  The sweet aroma of her skin took control of his senses.  He envisioned himself leaning in to kiss her neck.  He wanted to feel the rise of her pulse as he tasted her smooth skin under his lips.
Sandra’s apprehensive tension began to give way to anticipation.  She was not used to a man being gentle, compassionate or physically sensual.  She knew he would not hurt her.  Leaning into him, she waited.  When he did not continue, she turned to look at him.  His eyes were almost shut, yet she could see the craving through his lashes.  It was her turn to smile. 
Seeing her lips curving, full, pink and inviting, Jared leaned to take them between his own lips.  They each stood, swimming in the moment of ecstasy.  Tingles of pleasure rolled between them. 
Coming apart after what seemed a life time, Jared regained his ability to speak.  “It’s nice to finally meet you Sandra”.
Sandra’s eyes slowly opened.  “It’s nice to finally meet you Jared,” she whispered.
Jared stood back, looking into her cart.  “I only have a little more shopping to do,” she said. 
“Well, let me take these.”  Reaching in he grabbed her groceries and put them into his cart.  She moved to stop him.
“I couldn’t let you do that!  I’ll get my . . .”
He insisted, “Really I don’t mind.  Let’s finish getting what you need.  Looks like you’re planning on making something delicious?” 
“I was.  Now I’m just going to make something.”
“Whatever it is, mind a little dinner company?”
Her lips wiggled with a motion of consideration.  Wow!!  How amazing is this?  I cannot believe he is coming onto me like this?  Just meeting and he’s ready to come over for dinner?  Uh!?
“No.  I don’t mind.” 
         They finished shopping.  Waiting for him to come through the check out, Sandra’s eyes wondered over the breadth of his chest.  His arms bulged under his shirt sleeves.  His legs filled his jeans pulling them tight across the span of his muscles.  His ass was encased tightly beneath the denim. 
         Walking out of the store, Jared moved toward his car.  Sandra stopped waiting to show him to her car.  “Thank you Jared.  I’ll take my groceries home and meet you there in a few hours?”
         Jared stopped, turning to look at her.  He shook his head in disagreement.  “I’ll give you a ride home, Sandra.”
         “I don’t want to leave my car here.”
         “I’ll bring you back later to get it.  No worries.”
         Looking at her car, Sandra was not sure what to do.  This could get very awkward.  I don’t want to rely on a man for anything.  Been there done that.  Didn’t work out so well before.  Oh, stop.  Live a little!
         Jared waited patiently, watching the outline of her body move with her breathing as she contemplated her decision.  As she looked back toward him, his heart jumped.  The beauty of her eyes looking at him made him melt.  She noticed the adoration move across his face.
         Shrugging, she stepped toward him, “Okay.  You can take me home.”
         They walked to his car.  Unlocking her door, he could smell her sweet scent wafting in the air.  With a deep breath, he opened the door and watched as she slid into the seat.  Her legs long and slender.  Calf muscles gently curving from beneath her Capri pants.  He felt himself beginning to rise with excitement at the thoughts of those legs wrapping around him.  He closed the door before she could see him staring again.
         Placing the groceries in the trunk, Jared opened his door.  Backing the car up, he drove around the back of the building.  Faster to go around, he didn’t want to waste time waiting for others to get out of the parking lot.
         As they approached the back lot, Sandra looked longingly at his profile.  Her eyes soaking in the sexiness of his body.  As she visually strolled down his body, she noticed the hardness pressing against his jeans.
         “Jared, park the car.”
         It was his turn to be startled.  “W’ . . . ?  Why?!”
         Leaning over to him, letting her hand lay solidly on his thigh, Sandra gazed into his eyes.  “Park the car!”
         With dawning awareness, Jared rolled the steering wheel around.  As he pulled the car behind a brick wall used to block the wind from the loading docks, Sandra began to unfasten his button and zipper, releasing the pressure inside his jeans.  Sighing with aroused longing, Jared turned the engine of the car off. 
         Moving his seat back, he turned to run his hand up Sandra’s leg.  A quiet moan escaped her.  Leaning into kiss his neck, she pushed her hips into his hand.  She pulled her body back.  Taking her hand to circle his rock hard dick, between kisses, Sandra presented Jared with her intentions.
“Let’s make this about you, shall we?”  Keeping his hand on her leg, Jared leaned his head back into the seat.  Sandra unbuttoned his shirt.  Kissing his chest she was entranced by the sight of him.  Her tongue played across his nipples.  Teasing.   
Her hand moved to caress his stomach.  She could hear his breathing coming heavier.  She could feel his heart racing.  She brought her hand down to his waist line.  Her hand moved across the area between his hips, slowly.  Her touch was like air, soft, subtle.  Warm chills coursed through him. 
As her hand moved further down across the top of his leg, he gasped.  Her hand cupped the fullness of his balls.  She rolled them in her palm with controlled desire.  Her kisses moved down his stomach.  He felt her breath get nearer his elongated cock.  His hips involuntarily raised.  Wanting to meet her lips with his dick, he tensed with eagerness.
She groaned with satisfaction at indication of his longing.  Her hand lingered over the mass of his balls.  Making his skin dance with the soft tickles she left there.  As her mouth moved to kiss the supple soft skin of his finely defined head, her hand came upward to wrap around the base of his thick hard on.  As the tip of his head pushed against her lips, seeking entry, Sandra let her hand run upward along his shaft.  Rushes of pleasure ran through him.
She teased him.  He groaned with yearning to feel the wet warmth of her mouth come around him.  She would not let him push between her lips.  She gently planted kisses around him.  Kissing and licking him.  Up and down he watched her tasting his thick manhood.  Her tongue ran itself around the fullness of his head’s rim. 
Tasting the sweet flavor of his cock almost took her resolve away.  She wanted to take him into her mouth.  Yet she resisted.  She continued perusing kisses over his entire length.  Licking him top to bottom no part of his dick was left wanting.  Her lips rolled across his shaft.  Shivers ran over him as the air moved along the wet trails her tongue left.  Her hand moved is steady sensual strokes.   
She kissed his inner thighs.  She took his balls into his mouth.  Her lips kneading his balls.  Her tongue savoring the tastes of him.  Delicious!!  He’s absolutely deslicious!!  Her own heavy breathing rolled over his dick while she mouthed his balls.  She felt his legs quiver with found desires.  Looking up from the corner of her eye she saw him watching her.  His hand joined hers stroking his gorgeous shaft. 
         Arousal drew her clit from between her pussy’s folds.  Creamy wetness spread between her legs.  She was wiggling her hips back and forth slowly as she tantalized him.  Sandra can no longer restrain herself. 
Bringing her lips to the engorged head of Jared’s dick, Sandra tongue traced the definitions of his wondrous cock.  Opening her mouth slowly she let his expectations heighten.  Her tongue led him forward, pulling him in.  He slid inside her wet hot mouth .  Her lips closing to embrace him, his groaning grew louder.
Pulling and pushing him in and out with her mouth, using her hand to stroke his full hard on, Jared softly stroked her hair.  She felt him searching for release.  Though neither of them was wanting the pleasurable experience to end. 
With her mouth closing around him, opening her throat, she moved.  Surprising him as she went down, taking ever inch of him deep into her mouth.  With a pulsating suck her tongue was stroking him as his hips begin to move and press forward in a steady rhythm.  Her hand, cupping his balls, feels the pressure burst forward.  Her own wiggling and Jared’s excitement has brought her to the brink of explosion.
She feels the throbbing of his dick releasing his hot sweet cum into her mouth.  Her pussy twitches with a pulsating orgasm as her clit throbs with heated release.  She moans as she swallows his juices spewing forth into her mouth. 
Sweet and creamy, tasting every bit of him as his fingers clenched her hair.  With a final quiver running through him, he relaxes.  Rolling her tongue over the head of Jared’s cock one more time, he shakes with the sensation. Groaning loudly, he closes his eyes.  Amazed at the experience they’ve shared.
Sandra sits up, leaning back into the seat.  Licking her lips, she marvels at the lingering taste in her mouth.  Jared looks over at her.
“Sandra?”
“Yes?”
“That was awesome!!  Thank you!!”
“You are welcome!!”
Keeping her eyes closed, Sandra felt a jolt as Jared moved his seat back into its place . . .
Jolting into awareness, Sandra looked up dazed.  In front of her was her neighbor.  “I’m so sorry!  I was not watching what I was doing!”  She moved to pull her cart back.  Day dreaming, Sandra.  You are always day dreaming!!  “I’ll move out of your way.  Here . . .”  She made room for him to come into the aisle.
“Aren’t you . . . ?  I’m sure I know you from some where!”
“Possibly.  Again, I’m sorry.”  Sandra moved past him.  No longer feeling a need to get what was on her list.  She’d pick something up through a drive thru window. 
Before her neighbor could say another word, Sandra turned the corner.  Leaving her half-empty cart, she grabbed her purse and rushed for the exit door.
She fumbled for her keys, unlocked her car door.  Climbing in, she threw the car into reverse and backed out.  As she looked into her review mirror, she saw him standing at the doorway.  Intense curiosity burning in his eyes, leapt out at her. She put the car in drive and made a hasty turn.  Close call, girly.  That man is going to come in on your day dreams one of these days and really wonder what kind of freak you really are!!  She took a deep breath.  Or maybe, she quipped back to herself, he’ll be day dreaming the same thing too!!

The stillness of the library was soothing.  Studying was not.  The clicking of the keyboard was mesmerizing.  The frequent tap of the librarian’s foot was not.  Sandra had been sitting at the table for hours.  Trying to focus on getting her assignments completed.  There were two research papers she had due in a week.  There was a critique due tomorrow.  What originally began as a step toward self-improvement was now becoming a horrendous force of will.
She had come in early, arriving before anyone else.  Fitful, bizarre images had raced through her sleep last night.  She wouldn’t consider them nightmares.  No, she’s had those.  These were more essences of her ever active imagination getting the better of her.  She came in to study needing to focus on more concrete things.  She needed to get the chill of last night’s bad dreams of her ex to subside.
She was determined she would finish her critique and get the majority of her research papers completed this morning.  So far she wasn’t finding momentum in her well laid plans.
She glared across the room at the librarian.  If only her foot would freeze to the floor!!  Then I would be able to get something accomplished!!  Laying her head on the table, Sandra tried to relax.  Visions of her peculiar dreams tried to jump into her trains of thought.  Sighing, she looked up.  Staring outside, she watched as a cardinal flew out of the oak tree.  It’s red plume making her smile.  He’s not bothered by the trials of homework and tapping feet!!  Sandra laughed as he landed near a blue jay causing the jay to squawk in anger.  The librarian cleared her throat.  Peering over at her, Sandra saw the librarian’s un-amused look pointing at her.
Turning her attention back to reading the concepts of economics in the twenty-first century, Sandra began to imagine what it would be like to be an accomplished economist.  She would have the public recognition of many.  She would be a renowned author and speaker.  She would be sought after and have nary a care in the world.  Yeah, so you think.  You aren’t going to make it at the rate you’re going!  Grimacing at her continual self-defeating monologue, Sandra let her mind relax.  I’ll make it, she argued back.  Everything in its own time. 
Gaining momentum, economics started to encroach upon her mind.  She was making strides.  Looking up at the clock after what seemed a short time, Sandra noticed an few hours had passed.  She had a wealth of notes.  She had even finished her critique.  Bathroom break.  Fresh air.  She rose to stretch her legs before moving to the restrooms. Leaving the lady’s room, she walked outside. 
There were a couple of picnic tables set off behind some pine trees across the parking lot.  Beyond the picnic tables was an open range of forest and public land.  Secluded and quiet.  Her stride was invigorated by the fresh morning air.  She sat on top of the picnic table.  Her legs were stretched out in front of her.  She leaned back on her arms.  The sun shining on her face took the chill off her skin.  She adjusted her skirt and blouse so her thighs and upper arms would get a little tanner.
A quick break, then back to the books.  What a beautiful morning!!  Birds sang around her.  She could here the bustle of the city streets starting to rise in the distance.  This is a nice hide-away.  I’ll have to remember this when I need a place to get away from it all.  Her thoughts stopped.  A rustling noise drew her attention.  From within the forest.  There was a narrow trail, barely noticeable on the far end of the grove.  Sandra had paid it little heed when she sat down.  Now it opened like a yawning gape in the woods.  She could hear her blood rise and feel the pressure of fear climb.
Twisting around, throwing her legs down on to the seat of the table, she tensed.  A branch cracked. Leaves crackled nearer.  She moved to rise, when she saw movement between the branches.  Half-standing, half positioned to run, Sandra’s eyes riveted on the approaching being.  Emerging was a person.  A man.  Rather attractive man at that.  Oh for Heaven’s sake!!  Sandra relaxed.  Her assailant wasn’t even aware of her presence.  He was looking intently at the pathway.  Lost in his thoughts.
She watched him walking.  Confident.  Debonair.  Dark hair.  Dark skin.  Nice build.  Wonderful scenery!  As though he could suddenly feel the intensity of her scrutiny, the stranger slowed his gait.  His face rose to survey his surroundings.  He started at the sight of her.  She was watching him with a bemused smile on her face.  He smiled in greeting.
“Morning!”
“Morning to you,” Sandra quipped.  “Getting your exercise?”
“Yea and clearing my mind at the same time.”  He came toward her.  “A little early for a picnic isn’t it?”
A small laugh rose from her lips.  “Nah, never too early for a picnic!”
He sat down on the seat where her feet were.  She had moved to sit back on the table top when she realized she was not in harms way.  “Mind if I join you, catch my breath for a minute?”
“Not at all.  Free country.”
He looked up at her face.  “I’m Jared.  You are . . .”
“Yea, I know who you are.  You live next door to me.  My name is Sa . . .”
“Sandra.  I know who you are too.  Wasn’t sure if you knew who I was.”
They sat in silence for a bit.  He knows who I am!  Wow!!  I thought I was invisible to this man.  He’s never made an attempt to introduce himself before. 
“I’ve never noticed you back here before.  I take the trail back to the lake almost every morning.  What brings you here this morning Sandra?”
“I was over at the library studying.  Came outside to get some fresh air and noticed the benches were here.  Rather secluded for not being secluded, you know?”
He nodded in understanding.  “Very secluded on Saturday mornings.  Library is quiet on Saturday mornings.”
“Yea I guess.  Speaking of, I better get myself back in there.  I have a bit more homework I need to get done.”
“Homework?  Whatcha studying?”
“Economics.”
“Uh.  Interesting.  I used to be a financial advisor.”  He stopped.  There was more to what he used to be, yet he stopped himself. 
She looked at him, inquisitively.  “Used to be?”
“Well . . . yea.  Used to be.  Long story.  Nothing you want to hear.”  His heart skipped as he realized how incredible her eyes were.  There was genuineness to her question.  She truly wanted to know.  She wasn’t simply making small talk.  He felt himself inclined to share.  Again, the words stopped in his throat.
She watched him.  She saw thoughts moving behind his eyes, just beyond her sight. He was swimming in her eyes now.  She blushed as she noticed the intensity of his gaze.  She shifted her balance.  The intimacy of his stare sent a river of heat over her.  She just knew he could feel her desire growing. 
He noticed the flush of her skin deepen.  She’s genuine and hot!  He had watched her from afar for months.  She had moved in.  Kept to herself.  He was intrigued by her from the first time he saw her.  Though he had not wanted to intrude.  Yet, he noticed her watching him when he was doing yard work.  He thought about the day they literally ran into each other at the grocery story.  Thankful she had not been able to read his mind that day, it was his turn to blush. 
Looking away, he suggested he could help her with her homework.  Pondering this offer, Sandra hesitated a moment.  She agreed. 
“I’ll go in an get my books.  Be right back.”
She regained her composure as she gathered her things from insdie.  He was sitting where she had left him.  He was still entranced in his memory of his fantasy of her.  Climbing back on top of the table, Sandra sat down.
“Thank you so much for your help.  I really appreciate this!”
He grinned.  Gorgeous smile!!  She thought.  I bet those lips are a sweet as they look, too!!  “You’re welcome.  Anytime.”
She showed him what she was working on.  He provided her with insights she was needing.  She was partially listening though.  The sound of his voice was drawing a blanket of longing around her.  Concentrate!!  He’s helping you and your wanting to be seduced by him instead!!
He was struggling to convey what he knew to her.  The rise and fall of her breathing was hypnotizing him.  He wanted to touch her.  Feel the warmth of her skin with his hands.  Arousal was building in his loins.  He felt the rising of his thickness bulging against his shorts.  He shifted how he was sitting.  It would be embarrassing at best if she noticed how distracted I really am, he thought.
Noticing his movement, Sandra interrupted their lesson.  He’s getting antsy.  He has more important things to do.  I’m holding him from his day, perpetrating a need in economics.  While I’m actually thinking about feeling him sucking my tits!! 
She started to rise from the top of the picnic table.  Moving to close her books.  “Look, I appreciate this, really.  It’s a beautiful day and I have taken you from it.  I’ll let you get back to what you were doing.”
As she rises, Jared moves his hand to rest on her thigh.  His hand was hot.  She felt the warmth move through her as he applied a gentle pressure, subtly urging her to stay.  “I’m okay, Sandra.  If you need to go, I understand.  But don’t go on my account.”
Sitting back down, Sandra looked into his eyes.  She was captivated by the deep color and the intent they conveyed.  “Uh . . . well . . . I really ought to go.  I have things I need to do really . . . at home . . . yea.  I should go.”
“It’s up to you.  You can go.  Or you can stay.  We can enjoy the day together.”  He went to move his hand away and the absence of warmth called to Sandra her truer desire.
“You know, what I need to do can wait.”  She laid her hand over the top of his.  “Studying can wait too, for that matter.”
Jared looked at her, needing to confirm the suggestion by seeing her eyes.  There he realized her intentions were the same as his.  He leaned up, holding her eyes with his.  Her hand moved his slowly upward.  Sliding down to the inside of her thigh.  Stopping him just shy of discovering her place of secrets.
He nuzzled the length of her neck.  She leaned her head back as the sensation of his touch coursed through her.  His tongue tickled her skin.  Stroking and tasting the sweet tenderness of her neck.
His other hand moved up to rest on the curve of her hip.  She sighed with pleasure.  Moving her hands around behind his head she gently pushed herself into him.  His hand moved up inside her shirt. 
Feeling the warmth of her skin, the soft rapid rising of her breathing, Jared felt the thrills of caressing a beautiful woman.  Shivers of anticipation moved over him. 
His hand on her thigh was still where her hand had stopped it.  He squeezed her thigh softly as he gently squeezed the full swell of her breast. 
He moved over the top of her silk-lined bra.  He felt her tense with eagerness.  He moved his hand inside.  Her nipple rose with his touch.
Ready with the expectation of him.  Her pussy swelled as her warm creamy juices rose.  Her clit began to tingle, eager to feel his touch.  A moan filled sigh escaped her lips.
His fingers were dancing with her nipple.  Rolling it around.  Firm gentle pressure.  Slight sensual tugging.  His hand moved to push her bra aside. 
She felt his other hand’s steady progress upward.  Moving across the aroused erection of her clit.  She gasped and pushed forward.  He moaned, hesitating a moment.  He could take her now.  I won’t stop him.  His hand then continued to move upward. 
One breast was laying bared.  She felt his hand move away, caressing her skin, leaving chills coursing in its pathway.  He took his hands to unfasten the bottom button on her blouse.
He took his kisses down to her stomach.  As each button came undone, kisses and licks were following.  Upward.  She leaned back on her hands.  The further up he rose, the further back she lay.  He moved to follow her.  Standing between her legs.  Bending to taste every bit of her torso, Jared was struggling to maintain the pace of the encounter. 
She moved herself forward enough to feel the hardness of his erection beneath his shorts.  Her hands moved to pull his shorts away.  Releasing his thick cock, her hands felt the hot expectation of his arousal. 
She could feel him shudder at her touch.  He groaned, moving quicker to unfasten her blouse.  He leaned himself into her, feeling the wetness between her legs with the tip of his dick’s firm head. 
She kept her hand wrapped around his full shaft.  As he began to suckle her nipple, pulling her bra off her shoulders.  The sun warming her tender breasts.  He stood back for a moment.  Wanting to see the beauty of her before him.  Her nipples were erect and inviting.  Stomach smooth and welcoming.  The rise of her plump pussy and diving slope down into her erotic secret was an intoxicating summons to his desires.
He pulled his t-shirt over his head.  The span of his chest was so incredible.  His arms, strong and masculine, falling from the breadth of his shoulders.  She soaked in the site of him as her eyes roamed downward.  The length of his dick standing firmly erect was tantalizing.  Involuntarily, Sandra hips rose, begging him to enter her.
He laid his hands on her hips.  Gentle firmness pushed her back down.  He wanted to lay himself between her legs.  Feel his check lay across her breasts.  Enter her and take her right then and there.  He wanted to feel her embrace him.  Sighing heavy with the weight of his craving drawing him toward her.  He forced himself to sit down before her.
Moving his hands down across the tops of her thighs, he stroked the outside of her pussy.  His eyes taking in the beauty of the pink swell of her lips, the hue of her curly groomed bush.  He was enthralled by the loveliness of her enticing girl.
Peaking between the upper folds of her sweet pussy lips Jared saw what he was looking for.  The tip of Sandra’s clit was exposing itself to him.  He moved his hands to part her lips.  Her clit stood up.  He could see quivers move through her arousal as the air danced across her.
Sandra’s legs spread.  Imploring Jared to release her from her pent need to feel him on her.  In her.  Around her.  Jared’s fingers came together on each side of her fullness.  Stroking her erection with subtle tenderness, he felt her legs tense with his touch.
Licking his lips, he leaned down.  His breathe was hot.  With her moan rising, he licked the tip of her clit.  Her hips rose, legs falling open.  He set back one last time.  The sun light shimmered, glistening from the wetness his tongue left on her full, engorged protruding nob.
His tongue stroked her.  Licking and dancing with her just to the edge of orgasm.  His lips embraced the hardness of her.  Suckling her until he felt the throbbing of a small release of pleasure move through her.
With the pulses still rolling through her, Jared moved his fingers down.  Inside her pink, tender lips, juicey creamy wetness was waiting for him.  His fingers slide just outside her sweet pleasing opening.  His fingers explored her folds, sliding back and forth.  The silky smoothness of her secret made his own erection tremble, wanting to enter her.
He circled her opening.  He felt the pulsing of her cumming subside and let his finger slowly enter her.  The tightness of her pussy, the heated warmth, the welcoming twinges of her embrace increased the intensity of his attention to her clit.  He made love to her with his mouth and fingers.  As she was approaching her second orgasm, he moved his fingers to spread her wide open, letting his tongue slide down through her satiny folds.  His tongue plunged inside her pussy just as she began to throb and her legs twitched, gripping his head.
The pulsations of her climax squeezed his tongue, sucking on it as he moved it in and out of her.  The actions took her over the edge.  She groaned, loudly.  Gripping the side of the picnic table, lifting herself upward.  She opened her eyes, watching as him taste her sweet orgasm.  He moved his tongue from within her as she watched.  Her clit was still pounding as his tongue lay beneath it.  The sight of her clit on his tongue sent warm thrills throughout Sandra’s being.  Amazing!!       
He looked up then.  Into her eyes.  Her eyes were black with pleasure.  He licked his lips, smiling at her.  Rising to take one, then the other nipple into his mouth, Jared, put his arms around to feel the smoothness of her back. 
Letting him guide her downward, Sandra was struck by the strength of muscle his legs presented between hers.  Feeling him leaning over her, the sweet musky smell of her on him sent her reeling with increased need.  His suckling of her tits was tantalizing.  His hands on her back was electrifying. 
He moved to take her hands in his, as her back lay across the top of the table.  He lifted her hands above her head.  Holding them together with one of his, he lay across the top of her.  Feeling her breasts pressing up into his check.  He began to kiss her neck as his other had caressed her side.
Her legs rested on the picnic seat.  Her pussy was tingling with the sensation of air dancing over its wetness.  What an awesome encounter this is!!  No one would believe this was happening to me!!  I can’t believe it!!  Sandra felt Jared rise from her chest.  Still holding her hands above her head, his hips leaned forward.
She watched as his body moved to bring his thick, long fullness toward her.  She lifted herself to meet him.  He watched as he guided his full, engorged head just outside of her welcoming juicy girl.  He teased her.  Letting himself feel the creamy hotness of her.  Stroking her with the firmness of his head.  He guided himself so his dick could stroke the fullness of her clit.  He looked up to see her watching him watching her.
They smiled at each other.  Eyes locking, he moved himself back to her opening.  Pushing, slow, steady against her, he penetrated her.  Her mind swam with the pressure of him entering her.  She closed her eyes to fully appreciate the pleasing impression this was leaving her with.
He watched himself enter her.  Slowly he pushed himself.  Gentle pressure, letting her tightness open further to receive him.  Sliding deeper into her as he went, he felt her muscles relax, open and embrace him.  Wetness poured forth, encasing his shaft in a creamy pool. 
He began to rock back and forth against her rocking.  Gradually increasing in their rhythm until he felt himself break through to her depths, bottoming out as she took him all the way inside of her.  They groaned together.
He looked across the fullness of her body, watching as her tits moved back and forth with their bumping and grinding.  He moved his hand from hers.  She left her hands over her head.  Her eyes remained closed as he moved his hand down her side to hold her hip. 
Her clit was protruding from between her pussy lips again.  His finger moved to lay slightly over the top of it.  With their motion, his finger glanced across the top of it with in the same momentum.
The extra stimulation lifted her over the edge.  Her rhythm increased.  He was sliding in and out of her faster, harder.  She felt herself rising with the pressure and need for a release.  She felt him swelling with the same need.
His hand on her hip increased its grip.  Strong firm.  Her toes curled as the need to cum rose between them together.  Building, moaning, groaning, his finger’s pressure on her clit baring down leading her to quiver with their climbing movements.
Together they pressed against each other as Jared’s hard full cock plummeted into Sandra’s tight wet pussy’s depths.  She felt his steamy juices explode inside of her.  The pressure of his release brought her to an orgasm like she had never experienced before.  She felt her clit pulse, quiver and shake beneath his fingers.  She felt her pussy tighten and release in a full throttled throbbing sensation against the thick length of his throbbing dick.
He felt her hard extreme pleasurable orgasm move all over him.  He felt her clit’s twitches under his finger and then intensity of her climax brought him to a secondary cum that surprised him.  He felt his knees quake with the surprising release.
He stay inside of her wanting to wait until her orgasm settled.  Wanting to enjoy every movement from deep within her hugging his dick as it remained hard inside her.  As she relaxed around him, he slowly moved to disengage from her.  Just as he was leaving her, her pussy gave him one final squeeze and Jared found a groan escaping him.
Sandra rose to her elbows.  Adjusting her bra and buttoning her blouse she watched as Jared pulled his shirt back on.  She adjusted her skirt back to cover her thighs as Jared pulled his shorts back on.  He watched her as she redressed.  Fascinating woman!  Awesome, sexy, hot!
He moved to climb out from the picnic table.  She lay back not wanting to lose the moment.  Feeling the sun on her face, warm.  Feeling the pleasure of the noontime encounter between her legs, warmer yet.  Feeling the tingling of her nipples from the attention Jared had given them, warm as well.  Sandra felt the warmth all over herself and did not want to let it go yet.
A smile moved across her lips.  How wonderful that was!!  I wonder if he feels the same way?  Just as she was about to open her eyes and ask him, a sharp crackle came from the woods.  Sitting upright, Sandra looked around.  Jared was no where to be seen.  The sun hadn’t moved much since she first came outside.
Disoriented, Sandra’s mind tried to clear.  Something had startled her from her dream.  She had heard a snap in the woods.  She had been dreaming of her neighbor.  It had been so real, though!?!  The sound of something moving brought her mind back more sharply.  She had been sitting back to enjoy a little sun.  Then she was going to go back in and finish studying.
One eye on the woods, Sandra looked around the picnic table.  No books were here.  She had dreamt she had gone in to get them, so Jared could help her with economics.  Wow!  I really got lost in this one!!  A movement out of the corner of her eye made her look up.
From the clearing there was a man jogging toward her.  He was in red jogging shorts and a t-shirt.  Dark hair, dark skin.  For a moment, Sandra’s heart raced.  Finally a dream that’ll turn into reality.  As he drew nearer, Sandra’s hopes ebbed.  It was Lonnie, her brother. 
“Mornin’ sis!  How ya bin?”  He said, waving.
“Hey Lonnie.  I’m good.  Going back in to study some more.  Just came out to get some fresh air.”
“Wanna d’lunch Sandy?  Jus’ ‘bout done with my jog.  ‘ll come by ‘n’ getcha here in a bit.”
“No, Lonnie.  Thank you though.  I really need to get some of my homework done.”  Sandra moved to leave.
“Sandy?”
“Yea, Lonnie?”
“Ya look dif’rent.  Like ya did ‘fore ya got married.  Happy.  Content.  Are ya seein’ someone?”
“In my dreams, Lonnie, in my dreams.”