Imagine That Also! (Series - Story 3)

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.”