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On the Boardwalk

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It was early on a nice spring Saturday and I was checking out all of the young ladies walking up and down the boardwalk as well as the ones on the beach. It is a rough job but someone has to do it. Anyway, I have found retirement to be boring in far too many ways.

There is a spot where the boardwalk makes a curve out toward the ocean. This makes it easy to stand in one spot and see the beauties on the beach and the ones on the boardwalk itself. I am a devout ass man so the rear view is always the most appreciated.

A young redhead in her late twenties or early thirties approached my position. I had seen her earlier as she passed going the other way. The soft short shorts she wore clung to her swaying ass so well that I almost followed her to keep the view in sight.

Now I was glad I did not. Now I had the opportunity to give her one of the cards I had in my pocket. It was a simple card that had started out as a joke between me and several of my buddies but now I planned to try it out on someone. This redhead looked to be the perfect target.

As she got close enough, I said, “Excuse me, but I have to give you one of these cards.”

She paused a second and looked at the card in my hand. “What’s it for?” she asked suspiciously.

“It’s just a compliment to you.”

“A compliment? What kind of compliment?” she asked as her eyes narrowed.

“Read it and you will find out,” I said with a smile that I hoped was reassuring to her.

With a shrug, she took the card. On the front was my name, Don Thomas, and below it said, President of the T.A.W.A. Glancing up at me she asked, “What’s the TAWA?”

“Flip the card over and it will all be explained.” I told her.

She turned the card over and read: I am a member of the Texas Ass Watchers Association and you have been presented this card in honor of your fabulous ass. Thank you so much for making the world a more beautiful place and my day much brighter.

She giggled softly and then laughed. “Does this come-on really work?” She asked holding the card toward me.

“I assure you this is not a come-on. It is just my way of compliment beautiful, uh, ladies.”

With a shake of her head, she said, “I have to say that it is certainly different than any come-on I’ve ever seen before.”

Before I could tell her it was not a come-on again, she asked, “How many of these have you handed out and how’s it working out so far?”

“Uh, you’re the first woman I’ve given one,” I said and then added. “It’s not a come-on.”

“Yeah, right. Then why are you still talking to me?”

I gave her a confused look and said, “Because you are still talking to me and it would be impolite not to reply.”

She chuckled and then looked at me with her head cocked slightly to the side. “What else do you do besides look at asses?”

“I’m retired so I don’t do much except get bored.”

“No, I meant, what else do you do with asses besides look at them.”

“Uh, not much as of late. My wife died a few years ago and uh, the opportunity to do anything with anyone hasn’t presented itself,” I said and then quickly added, “Not that I’m trying to do anything to yours.”

Her eyes narrowed again as she asked, “Is there something wrong with mine?”

“Uh, no, quite to the contrary. How good it looked is the reason I gave you the card, remember?”

“Does it look spankable? Or maybe fuckable?” She asked with her eyes still narrowed as if she were mad about something.

I suddenly realized these dangerous questions, what with sexual harassment and all that. “Maybe I shouldn’t answer that. I wouldn’t want to offend you any more than I seemed to have already.”

Her eyes went back to normal and she grinned. “I’m not offended at all. Those were honest questions about why you watch asses and my ass in particular.”

“Uh, OK. In that case, yes, your ass looks very spankable to me. As for the other, I don’t know your preferences in that area but I’d have no problem with it.”

The woman laughed and then said, “Well said and an honest answer if I ever heard one.” She paused a second and held out her hand. “I’m Jeri, Jeri Gorman.”

I took her hand and shook it as I said, “I’m Don Thomas but you already know that.”

I was still holding her hand as she asked, “Have you always been an ass man, Don?”

“Pretty much as far back as I can remember.”

“Most men seem to like breasts the best, which kind of lets me out of the running.”

My eyes dropped to the front of her blouse for a second and then quickly returned to her face. “I see nothing wrong with your, uh….” I let the sentence trail off and added, “I personally find smaller breasts more pleasing to the eye.”

She laughed and said, “Spoken like a true southern gentleman.”

“I try my best.”

“Why do you like my ass?” She asked suddenly.

I almost did a double take at the question. As it was I was almost tongue-tied as I started to reply, “Uh, well, uh….” Finally, I got my tongue straightened out. “It looks firm and tight. Not to big for your frame and it swings and sways nicely as you walk. Those shorts just enhance its movement and grace and shows it off nicely.”

Jeri smiled and blushed lightly in the bright sunlight. Her hand came up to fan her face as she said, “My, oh, my, is it getting warm out here.”

For the first time I chuckled.

“Is this really the first one of these cards you handed out?”

“Yes it is. I printed six and I still have five in my pocket.”

She looked at me for a moment with her head slightly cocked to the side again. Then she grinned widely and said, “You may not have planned this as a come-on but it sure as hell works. Although I think it is mostly your shy charm and honesty that makes it work so well.”

I did not know what to say to that so I didn’t say anything. Sometimes that works the best in awkward situations because she asked, “Are you any good at giving spankings?”

Again, I almost did a double take at her questions. “Uh, well, uh, I’ve never had anyone complain that I did it wrong.”

Jeri laughed and then asked, “Are you a hands-on type guy or more into paddles and crops?”

Her questions were still shocking but I was getting used to it by now. “Uh, hands-on, I guess since I’ve never used a paddle or a crop. I’m assuming you mean a riding crop.”

“Hands are very nice in an intimate way but paddles give such a satisfying burn and crops sting so deliciously. The stripes are interesting to contemplate later also.”

I blinked wide eyed about twice and said, “Then you are, uh…. You really enjoy spankings?”

“No, but I have read a lot about them,” she said flatly.

“Huh?” was my witty reply.

She laughed and said, “Yes, I enjoy a good spanking from time to time.” Then she sobered and added, “I can’t believe I’m standing here on the boardwalk talking to a complete stranger about how much I like spankings and enjoying myself while I’m doing it.”

“Maybe it’s the fact that it’s one ass lover to another,” I said with a grin. “Kind of like two dog lovers meeting and striking up a conversation about their dogs.”

“I can see what you mean but this is so much more intimate.”

With a nodded, I said, “Yes it is and like you, I don’t believe that I’m actually having this conversation.”

“Hey, I’m the one telling on myself, here.”

“Yes, and I’m enjoying it very much, I have to admit.” I told here truthfully.

Her eyes darted to the front of my slacks and back to my face as a grin split her face. “Yes, you are, aren’t you?”

Now it was my turn to blush, something that could not remember doing for a very long time. I fanned my face as she had earlier and whispered, “Yes, I think it is getting warmer out here.”

She laughed and then changed the subject. “You don’t look old nearly enough to be retired.”

“I retired last year at fifty-five from a company I had worked for, for thirty years.”

“You don’t look that old. I took you for mid to late forties at the most. That is one of the reasons I thought the card was a come-on. You know, middle-aged guys trying to pick up younger women.”

“I hadn’t thought of that either,” I said.

She looked thoughtful for long moment and then asked, “So, you like anal sex, do you?”

“Uh, I thought I answered that earlier.” I said and then asked, “Do you?”

Surprisingly, she giggled and whispered, “Yes, I do, especially right after I have my ass spanked. A pair of hips hitting against my hot stinging ass, a dick stretching my asshole painfully, and a pair of balls bouncing off my clit sends me into absolute orbit.’

I cleared my throat and mumbled, “Yeah, it’s getting really warm out here.”

Jeri’s eyes dropped to the front of my pants and stayed there. “It sure is.” My dick was standing straight up in the front of my slacks.

“Do you live around here?” she suddenly asked me.

“Uh, down at the far end of the boardwalk and across the dunes.”

She glanced at her watch, grinned at me, and asked, “Would you like a lunch guest?”

“Uh, I don’t have anything prepared. It would have to be leftovers or pot luck.”

“Oh, I think I can find something to nibble on,” she whispered as her eyes returned to front of my slacks.

“Uh huh and what can I look forward to?” I asked with a grin.

With a husky chuckle, she replied, “I think I can find something hot, sweet, and ready to eat for you.” She shifted her hips and shivered. “I’m surprised you can’t hear me squishing.”

Her eyes dropped to my hard dick outlined in the front of my slacks and asked seriously, “Are you going to be embarrassed to walk down the boardwalk like that?”

I thought a moment and then grinned. “Are you going to be embarrassed to be on my arm with me walking around like this, might be a better question.”

She laughed and blushed lightly. “There is only one way to find out, isn’t there?”

I turned and offered her my arm. She shivered as she took it. “I can hide my excitement but you can’t,” she said as we started walking. “I wonder what the people we pass will think when they see your hard dick.”

“The men will think what a lucky man I am to have you with me and the women…. Who knows what the women will think. I gave up on trying to figure that out ages ago.”

We were silent for a few more steps and then I asked, “How is it making you feel?”

Jeri shivered again and moved closer to me. “It’s making me wetter than I was before, if you can believe that is possible. I’m ruining a good pair of shorts.”

“I love women who don’t wear panties,” I said with a grin.

Jeri giggled and bumped her hip against mine. “Better to show my ass off,” she said as we continued to walk on down the boardwalk.


By the time we reached the path through the dunes, my dick had relaxed for the most part. Jeri noticed and frowned. “I think I’ve lost your interest.”

“Take off those shorts off and walk in front of me across the dunes and find out how fast you can get my interest back,” I said softly.

She looked back down the boardwalk and then over toward the beach. “If it was more private, I would,” she said and then grinned. “I’m almost tempted to do it anyway just to see your reaction.”

“Me crawling after you on my hands and knees would not be a pretty sight, believe me. Not to mention the wolf howls and whistles. Not a pretty sight at all.”

Jeri laughed and pulled at me to start walking across the dunes. “Come on, the quicker we get to your house the sooner I can show you my ass.”

I chuckled at her eagerness, followed her for a few steps before I caught up with her, and slipped my arm around her waist. When she put her arm around my waist, I let my hand drop lower to squeeze her right ass cheek firmly through her shorts.

She giggled and pulled me tighter, so I gave her another squeeze and left my hand on her ass.

A shiver ran up and down her body as I patted that cheek firmly. Then she whispered, “I love to be teased and you do it so well.”


As soon as my front door closed, Jeri was in my arms kissing me. I grabbed an ass cheek in each hand and lifted her completely off the floor. She moaned deeply and wrapped her long legs around my hips. I massaged and squeezed her ass, which brought even more moans to her lips.

She broke the kiss long enough to say, “Chair, couch, bed, someplace,” and then she was kissing me again.

I carried her into the living room and sat us both down on the ottoman by my overstuffed chair. She broke the kiss again and looked around. “Nice place,” she whispered as she stood up. Looking down at my lap she added, “That looks like a nice place also.”

With that said she unbuttoned her blouse and shrugged it off her shoulders. Her breasts were small but fit her frame perfectly. Her puffy upturned nipples were crinkly with excitement. She kicked her sandals off and then unbuttoned her shorts.

“Turn around, take off the shorts, and bend over. I want to see your butt up close and personal,” I whispered softly.

She groaned softly as she turned and then moaned deeply as she lowered the shorts. When they were below her ass, she dropped them to the floor and bent at the waist to grab her ankles. She looked at me from between her legs and started to ask, “What do you….” A solid slap on her right ass cheek made her jerk and whimper.

I ran my hand over the faint pink handprint I had left and said, “I’ll tell you when to speak.”

My hand landed solidly on her left ass cheek. “What is the correct answer when I say something to you?”

She whimpered louder but did not reply. My hand landed on her right ass cheek even harder than before. “Yes, Sir!” she almost yelled.

I rubbed her ass lightly and then kissed both cheeks. Afterwards, I said, “Much better.”

My hand reached between her legs and the middle finger explored her slit gently. It was slippery and very wet. She shivered hard as my finger moved up and down. I took great care not to touch her clit or her sopping wet opening. The opening to her anus flexed as my finger neared her clit and relaxed as it moved away.

With a knowing smile I told her, “Very nice,” this made her shiver again.

“Now, over my knees with your pretty ass on my right side,” I ordered.

She straightened slowly and then turned toward me. She hesitated a few seconds and then groaned as she dropped to her knees and moved toward my knees. Her eyes spying the tent in the front of my slacks made her pause a second. A smile played on her lips and then she moved to drape herself over my lap.

“Yes, you have my full attention again,” I told her as I rubbed her ass gently. “In a bit, you’re going to get that full attention shoved as far up you ass as I can get it. Would you like that?”

With a loud moan she whispered, “Yes, Sir.”

“Fold your hands and hold them on the floor as far out as you can reach,” I ordered. When she did, I added, “Now spread you knees wider and relax.”

Her knees moved to the side and her full weight was now on my lap. I used the center finger of my right hand to probe her asshole gently as my left forearm applied weight to her upper back. She wiggled her ass and groaned softly.

I slapped her solidly on the ass and said, “Be still. I’ll tell you when to move.”

My middle finger now explored the opening to her sex. Jeri whimpered but held still. My finger slipped in easily to the second knuckle, She was hot and very, very wet. I rubbed the slippery fluid on her anus and then probed it until my fingertip barely entered her.

Jeri flexed her ass and my hand landed solidly on her ass again. She groaned and flexed her ass even harder. I spanked her ass with solid blows, alternating from one cheek to the other and spreading the blows out evenly over the whole area.

Her ass was red and hot to the touch by the time I stopped. It quivered and shook as I rubbed the heat in. She moaned deeply but held her hips still. My finger told me that her pussy was even wetter, if that was at all possible. I smiled as I moved my finger down her open slit and rolled her clit around in a tight circle.

Jeri moaned even longer and louder as I did. A moment later and her hips started to shake. I moved my hand away from her sex and plunged my middle finger in to the second knuckle in her ass. She gave out with a sharp incoherent yell and flexed her hips rapidly trying to fuck herself on my finger.

I let my hand move with her ass as I asked sharply, “Are you coming?”

“No, Sir,” she replied softly as she stopped moving her hips abruptly.

I pulled my finger out of her ass and rammed it in even deeper. She yelled again and flexed her hips even harder than before. I fucked her ass as hard as I could and as deep as my finger would go.

A moment later, she started to chant, “Oh, yes,” over and over again.

Her flexing ass became synchronized with my plunging finger and a minute later, her hips started to shake, as she got out of sync. “Are you coming?” I asked sharply again as I plunged my finger deep in her ass and twisted it from side to side.

“No, Sir,” she yelled.

I jerked my finger out of her ass and spanked her butt fast and hard. It wasn’t long before she yelled, “yes, Sir!”

I gave her a dozen my (more?) licks and then rubbed her butt gently. She was sobbing but moans were mixed in as my hand moved over her ass. It was very hot and cherry red. When I reached down and rolled her clit around, she gasped loudly and then moaned softly the whole time I did it.

Her hips shivered and then flexed slowly. I took my hand away and asked, “Are you ready to get your pretty little ass fucked long, deep, and hard?”

“Yes, sir,” she said softly and then shivered all over.


“Then sit back on your heels and wait for me to get undressed,” I ordered.

She groaned deeply as she straightened up and sat back on her feet. Her hands were still clasped in her lap.

“Put a hand on each knee and spread your knees wider. I want to be able to see just how wet your little pussy is.”

With a soft whimper, Jeri did as she was told. I stood there and watched until she looked up at me. Only then, did I slip off my shoes and remove my socks. I took my time removing my shirt and folded it over the back of my chair before I reached for the buckle on my belt.

I undid the buckle and then paused looking into Jeri’s eyes. “Do you want to see my dick? The dick that is going to fuck your ass long and hard.”

Jeri nodded slowly and whispered, “Yes, Sir.”

I undid the button at the top of my pants and then slowly pulled the zipper down. “Are you sure you want to see it?” I asked sharply.

Jeri whimpered with a sound that was almost frustration and said, “Yes, Sir,” loudly.

I opened the fly on the pants and pushed them down. My hard dick stood up proudly against my lower belly as the pants fell to the floor. I stepped out of them and closer to Jeri. She whimpered and licked her lips.

“Oh, yes, in the heat of things, I completely forgot about lunch,” I said with a grin as I stepped even closer and pushed my dick down until it was level with the floor. The head of my dick was only inched from her lips.

“Do you still want to nibble on something?” I asked as I moved my dick up and down slowly.

Jeri groaned and nodded sharply. “Yes, Sir.”

I moved forward and rubbed the spongy head against her lips. The drop of pre-cum on the end smeared over them, making them shiny. When I moved back, she licked her lips and whimpered. “Please, Sir,” she begged.

“You’ve played this game before, haven’t you?”

“Yes, Sir.”

I moved forward and she tried to swallow my whole dick in one gulp as she moaned long and hard. “Don’t you dare come. I want you to do that when I shove my dick up you pretty, pretty ass.”

She moaned long and loud again as she bobbed her head up and down, her lips moving up and down the full length of my shaft. Her tongue was like a mad butterfly trying to be everywhere on my dick at once. About the fifth time she lifted her head, sucking hard as she did, it was my turn to moan.

I pulled my hips back, taking my dick away from Jeri. “Over to the arm of the couch and bend over,” I ordered sharply.

When she was there, I said, “Spread your legs and put your hands as far out as you can reach until all your weight is on the arm.”

She did as she was told and when she was in position, I knelt down behind her. I rubbed her ass and then gave her a sharp pop on each ass cheek. She moaned softly and flexed her hips. I used both hands down low on her ass cheeks to spread them and her pussy wide.

Before she could react, I jammed my tongue deep in her pussy and swirled it around. She gasped loudly and then groaned deeply. When her ass started to flex back against my forehead, I raised my head and speared my tongue as deep into her asshole as it would go.

Jeri gave a yell and shook all over. I lifted my head and looked between her spread ass cheeks and along her back. “Did you just come?” I asked harshly.

Jeri shook her head and said quickly, “No, Sir.”

“Good,” I said as I stood up. I rubbed the head of my dick in her slippery hot opening and then I rubbed it against her asshole. I did that three times.

The fourth time, I held the head against her anus and said, “You can come now,” as I rammed my dick hard into her asshole.

Jeri yelled and jerked her upper body upward until she was level with the couch arm. My dick had pierced her almost half way with that one lunge. I drew back and rammed my dick back in. Jeri yelled and started to shake all over.

The third time I rammed my dick home in her ass, my hips slapped her ass solidly. Jeri yelled loudly and flexed her hips wildly. I pulled back slowly as her hips moved. I had a hip tightly in each hand as I rammed forward and started to fuck her with long full strokes.

I had a yelling, screaming, wild woman on my hands and on my dick as she came long and hard. The inner muscles of her ass were trying to crush me one minute and inviting me deeper the next. I kept right on fucking her for all I was worth.

Somewhere along the way, her hips got in harmony with mine, rolling up, and back to meet me on each and every stroke. Talk about your E-ticket rides. I never wanted this one to end but sadly, as all things must, it did.

Suddenly, I felt my balls tightening up and the cum boiling up my shaft. I plunged as deep into her ass as I could and ground my hips against her as I came long and hard. Her inner muscles grabbed me and tried to pull me even deeper as she yelled, “Oh, yeah, Oh shit, yeah. Come to me baby.”

I was coming to her all right. My knees were shaky and my legs would not hold me up. I ended up still deep in her ass but lying on her back. She groaned softly and tried to flex her ass. The small movement she did make around me caused me to groan loudly at the sheer pleasure.

Sometime later, she groaned again and I used my arms to lift most of my weight off her. She sighed and wiggled her ass from side to side slowly. My soft dick was still in her ass. With a sigh of contentment she whispered, “I’ll have to give you an A+ on both the spankings and fucking my ass. My only question is, where have you been all my life.”

“Living right here in this house for the last thirty years but I was married until recently, like I said earlier.”

She giggled and whispered, “That covers all of my life and a little more.”

I pushed up on my arms farther and then stood up with a soft groan from both of us. I could feel my dick slowly slipping out of her ass more and more, so I pushed against her to try to slow it down. I was not ready to let her go just yet.

“So, how did you get turned on to spankings and ass fucking,” I asked out of curiosity.

Jeri giggled and said, “An old friend of my fathers turned me on to it a few days after my eighteenth birthday. I was feeling all grown-up and womanly. I was over visiting his daughter. We had been swimming earlier but she had to leave for a college class.”

She paused to moan softly as my dick finally slipped out of her ass. After a moment, she went on with her story. “I was sunning and had took taken my top off. Her dad came home and caught me like that. He jumped all over me like my father would have so I gave him some lip.”

A shiver ran up and down her spine at the memory of what came next. “The next thing I knew, I was over his knee with my bikini bottoms around my ankles and his hand landing solidly on my bare ass. The more I screamed, kicked and hollered, the harder and faster he spanked me.”

She suddenly pushed up with her arms and said, “I need to go to the bathroom before I make a mess on your couch.”

I took her hand and led her across the living room, down the hall and into the bathroom. She gave me a funny look and then turned and sat on the commode. I got a washcloth out of the linen cabinet and wet it with warm water.

As I handed it to her, Jeri asked in a low voice, “Are you going to stay in here with me?”

“You haven’t finished tell me about your first time.” I told her and leaned on the door jam, watching her.

She shivered and whimpered softly. She rocked from side to side on the pot for a moment and then whimpered again.

I waited a moment and then asked, “Well?”

She giggled and looked up at me through her lashes. “This is something new to me. I’ve never been watched on the pot before.”

“There is a first time for everything.” I said with a grin.
“Now he was spanking you harder and faster as you screamed, kicked and yelled,” I prompted.

She moaned softly and said, “Somewhere in there I started to come and couldn’t stop until he quit spanking me. Then he rubbed my hot burning ass and the heat seemed to go even deeper. I was coming again even harder. Later I came to my senses sitting in his lap with him rocking me back and forth.”

Jeri giggled as she started to pee. “I didn’t think I could go with you watching me but I guess I was wrong.”

“I find it hard to believe that a woman your age has never been in the bathroom with a man while she peed.”

Jeri shrugged. “I lived at home until just a few months ago. Between college being right down the road and my job afterwards being not too far the other way, I never needed to go anywhere else. Then my mom died and my dad got weird. I got me an apartment across town.”

“What about boyfriends and their apartments and stuff?” I asked softly.

“The only boyfriend I ever had was my girlfriend’s dad. That is, until he died last year.” She paused and looked up at me again. “After him, all the guys I met seemed so immature and none of them seemed to know anything about spankings and such.”

She shifted on the commode and wiped herself with the washcloth. She folded it and shifted again. There was a farting sound and she blushed a deep red from the top of her breasts to her forehead.

“Accidents happen especially after getting your ass fucked so hard and filled with a full load of cum,” I said with a smile. “Go ahead and clean yourself up as you normally would.”

Jeri shivered, handed me the washcloth, and leaned forward. She unrolled a length of toilet paper and then folded it neatly. She shivered and then moaned deeply as she reached back and wiped the cum from her asshole. She refolded the paper and wiped again.

Not looking at me, she blushed deeply again and whispered, “Your eyes are burning holes through me.”

I turned and rinsed the washcloth out under the hot water at the sink. When I finished, I used the cloth to clean my dick. When I was finished, I rinsed the cloth again and hung it over the edge of the sink.

Turning back to Jeri, I asked, “Is that a problem?”

With a small giggle she whispered, “None except my little pussy is tingling and itchy again.” Her eyes went to my limp dick and she giggled again. “I seem to have broke something.”

“Not permanently but for long enough for it not to be of any use in this situation. There is one thing though….” I waited for her to make eye contact with me. When she did, I grinned and finished, “I haven’t had my lunch yet.”

Her eyes got big and then she grinned. “Do you have a dining room table?”

“As a matter of fact, yes I do,” I replied with a grin of my own.

She stood up quickly and flushed the commode. “Let me wash my hands and I’ll be ready to serve, Uh, I mean go with you.”

Stepping back, I swatted her ass as she stepped up to the sink. As she turned on the water, I swatted her again. Both ass checks were turning pink by the time she dried her hands. Instead of turning toward me, she bent at the waist and leaned over the sink, presenting her ass for more.

I continued to lightly spank her ass with a slow steady cadence until she straightened up.

In a trembling voice, she whispered, “Thank you, Sir.”

I stepped out of the doorway and followed her swaying hot pink ass back to the living room. Once there, I indicated the door across the room. She walked across the living room and entered the dining room. There were bay windows on two sides of the room and the drapes were open. One window looked out over the dunes and the other showed the empty lot across the street from my house.

“Are you going to leave the drapes open?” she asked with a slight hesitation in her voice.

“I usually do when I have lunch. I enjoy the view.”

She shivered and then walked over to the dining table. She moved the chair at the head of the table back and then climbed up to sit on the polished wood. I walked around to sit in the chair. She had to raise one leg so I could get there. Her foot returned to the chair arm as I sat down.

Her knees were slightly raised at this point and fairly close together. Smiling at her, I grabbed her ankles and lifted then high in the air. She had to lie back when I did. I lowered her heels to the edge of the table and used my hands to push her knees as wide as they would go.

Leaning back, I said, “Now, there is the proper way to serve a lunch.”

She whimpered softly and looked at both windows. Reading her mind, I said, “Unless one of my neighbors comes back from the beach down the dune trail, no one will see you. But then again, I was gone this morning so I don’t know if any of my neighbors went to the beach.”

She whimpered again and then moaned softly as my tongue ran down one inner thigh and up the other. Close to her sex, I could taste a hint of sweetness. “Next time you come down here, wear a long dress with no panties. I want to be able to taste your wet sweetness all the way to your knees.”

Jeri moaned softly and flexed her hips as I licked both inner thighs again working my way down toward her drenched pussy. At the first touch of my tongue on her outer lips, she raised her hips and whimpered long and loud.

I grinned as I licked my way up one outer lip. This should not take long, I thought to myself. When I switched over to the other lip and licked my way down, she groaned and flexed her hips impatiently.

When I reached her thigh again, I slipped my hands under her ass and hips, raised them and stabbed my tongue deep into her sopping wet sex. She gasped loudly, her hips quivered and flexed against my face as I swirled my tongue around deep in her sex.

A growl started deep in her chest as I thrust my tongue in and out of her sweet pussy. I had to swallow several times as the growl grew in volume and strength. When I pulled my tongue out of her sex and slid it up her slit to flick her clit, the growl became a yell.

I sucked her clit into my mouth and flicked my tongue back and forth across it rapidly. The lady on my dining room table went off with a screaming yell. I’m just glad the windows were down or the neighbors might have called the cops.

Jeri jammed her clit tighter to my mouth three times before she yelled, “I give, oh, God yes, I give.”

Holding suction on the area around her clit, I lifted my head. She gasped loudly as it came loose form my mouth suddenly with a sucking sound. Her hips and ass were still quivering and jerking slightly as I lowered her back to the tabletop.

I sat back in my chair and grinned at the sprawled out woman before me with the glazed look on her face. Her arms were thrown out wide and her knees were wide open, almost lying on the table also. She was completely drained.

Still grinning, I stood up, moved to the side, picked her up in my arms, and carried her across the living room, down the hall and into my bedroom. I laid her on the bed, climbed in beside her and cuddled up. Reaching across, I pulled the bedspread over, covering us both up.

I was asleep in a few minutes.


Jeri stirred next to me and then groaned softly. A moment later, she whispered, “Holy shit, what an afternoon.”

“Wasn’t it though?” I whispered back.

She jerked and giggled. “I didn’t know you were awake.”

“Only a few minutes before you moved. I was enjoying the feel of a warm body next to mine.”

She sighed and nodded. “I know what you mean. It does feel so good.”

She saw the clock on the nightstand and tried to sit up hurriedly. “Oh shit, I didn’t know it was that late. I was supposed to meet my sister for supper and hour ago.”

I moved my arm off the covers as she tried to sit up again. This time she made it. “Do you want me to walk you back to the boardwalk?” I asked quickly.

She smiled down at me and shook her head. “You go back to sleep, I will be fine,” she said as she twisted around and came into my arms for a kiss.

“I want to give you my number before you leave. I certainly want to see you again,” I said as the kiss broke.

“Uh, I’m not sure how to tell you this but I don’t live here in this town.”

“I already know that. There is no college here,” I said with a grin.

She giggled and bumped her hip against mine. “Smarty.”

“I’m still giving you my number. You might come back to visit your sister again.”

Jeri sighed and shook her head. “Tomorrow, my sister is coming home to live with me until she finds her own place. She just got out of a messy divorce.”

“I’m sorry to hear that on both counts.”

“Hey, it was fun and something I’ll remember the rest of my life, believe me.”

“Me too,” I said softly. “You are one beautiful lady and you have one sweet ass. “I’ll never forget either.”

She kissed me long, hard and deeply.


I heard Jeri let her self out the front door. I was still in the bed. The vision of Jeri’s sweet ass walking away from me was printed forever on my mind. I had not lied, I would never forget her.

With a sigh, I threw back the bedspread and got up to sit on the side of the bed. After a moment, I got up, went down the hall to the second bedroom, and opened the door. I used it for an office. Crossing the room, I sat down in the high backed chair in front of my computer.

As I reached down to turn on the computer console, my eyes focused on the empty business card box in the trash. The end of the box had ‘Content 200’ printed on the end.

“The best investment I ever made,” I said aloud as I straightened back up. “Maybe I should order some more since I only have five left.”

I chuckled and sat back in my chair as the computer booted. “Only thirty worked but what a hell of a thirty they have been, especially this last one.”

The computer finished booting and I rummaged through my bookmarks looking for the place I had ordered the cards from over a year ago. I smiled as I found it. So many young women and so little time.

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