After Lunch

We hadn’t spoken,
For more than two years —
Going on three.
 
A Facebook friend posted,
A GIF line drawing,
Of a dancing couple —
Classical,
Ballet.
 
I reposted it to her wall,
Since she had spent,
20 years as a dancer.
 
Got a message back,
“Coffee some time,
Or maybe lunch?”
 
I texted back,
“Sure,
Your choice,
I’ll buy.”
 
Couple weeks later,
A new text,
“Tuesday,
Lunch,
The place across from the school.”
 
She arrived with,
Two of our mutual friends.
 
As we were finishing,
A piece of truly wonderful pie;
She and one of the others,
Commented about,
Needing to return to school,
For parent conferences;
The other said,
Her conferences were over,
For the day;
That she would wait,
In the library,
For a ride home.
 
I spoke up,
Offered her a ride.
 
A quick smile,
And a look,
Passed between the,
Three of them.
 
As we arrived at her house,
She commented that,
Since I had never been there,
Would I like to see it?
 
I smiled,
Said,
”Yes,
Please,
I'd like that.”
 
Inside the door,
As it closed,
She said,
“You know,
This was a setup,
Don’t you?”
 
I replied,
“Of course —
And,
I couldn’t be happier,
And,
I couldn't be more aroused.”
 
With a smile,
She began,
To unbutton,
Her blouse —
And I,
My shirt.
 
No bra,
No t-shirt;
Both of us bare,
To the waist.
 
As I reached for my belt,
I noticed,
Her pants had been pushed to her feet,
She was already stepping out of them,
(Clearly,
She had dressed,
In such a way,
That she could,
Quickly,
Strip),
She grinned at me,
And said,
“Please,
Allow me,
To help with those.”
 
Belt,
Button,
Button,
Button,
And,
With a push,
My pants,
And briefs,
Were around my ankles,
Hobbling me.
 
As I tried to step,
Out of them,
She giggled,
“Not yet.”
 
She grabbed my rapidly,
Thickening dick,
Rubbed her hand,
Tip to base,
And back again.
 
Her tongue,
Licked,
My length,
Well wetting it.
 
Kissed her way,
Down its length,
And back to its tip;
Where,
An additional kiss,
On my cock’s tip ended,
With her lips,
Separating,
Sliding down my cock,
Taking all of me,
Into her mouth,
And out again.
 
Her hand again griped,
My now lubricated,
Cock,
Stroking it.
 
I reached for,
Grabbed her hair,
Pulled her,
From her knees,
To her feet.
 
While pulling,
My feet,
From my,
Shoes,
Pants,
Shorts.
 
Pulled her mouth,
To mine --
Kissed her deeply --
My tongue,
Tangled with hers;
Our lips bruised,
Against each other.
 
I felt the stiffness of her nipples,
Pressed against my chest;
The head of my cock,
Was tickled by her pubic hair,
As her hand guided it,
Rubbed it,
Alternately,
Against her clit,
Between her pussy lips --
While denying,
Its entry into her cunt.
 
My hands,
Massaged her back,
The back of her waist --
Found her butt cheeks,
Explored them,
Fondled them --
Their fullness,
Their roundness,
And,
Caressed between them;
Before,
Gripping them,
Lifting her,
Until her toes,
Barely cleared the floor.
 
I felt her,
Settle against me,
Her body,
Fitted against mine;
Her hand guided,
My cock,
To,
Between,
Her pussy lips,
Allowing its,
Entry,
Into her cunt.
 
I felt her legs,
The inside of her thighs,
Rub against the outside of my legs,
As she raised them,
To my hips,
Wrapped them around me;
Gripping me,
Pulling me tightly against her --
My cock,
Deeply inside her.
 
With her arms around my neck,
Her legs around my hips,
My hands gripping her ass,
My cock inside her cunt --
I walked toward,
What I assumed was,
Her bedroom.
 
The bouncing of my steps,
Drove my cock,
In-and-out of her cunt --
Drove her breathe,
Panting,
From within her --
Drove my breathe,
Gasping,
From within me --
Further arousing,
Both of us.
 
As we arrived at her bed,
I turned around,
Sat down,
With her sitting,
On my lap --
Our mouths still locked together,
Our tongues still tangled together,
My cock still driven deeply into her cunt.
 
We rolled to our sides;
Causing,
My cock to rub,
Within her cunt.
 
Again,
We rolled --
Stopping with her,
Pressed beneath me,
Her legs wrapped around my hips,
Our mouths together,
And,
Our groins forced together
Our pubic hair mixed together,
My pelvis pressed,
Rubbed,
Against her clit,
My cock driven,
Held,
Deeply,
Inside her cunt.
 
Every wiggle of her hips,
(And there were many),
Rubbed my cock,
In the most delicious way,
Inside her cunt,
Against her clit;
Arousing us both.
 
Until,
Pushing with my toes,
Against her bed,
Raising my hips,
And,
Raising her hips from the bed,
Partially pulling my cock,
From within her cunt,
So that,
When I dropped myself,
Back to the bed,
Her hips beneath mine,
It drove my cock,
Deeply into her cunt,
Ground my pelvis against hers,
In the most arousing way,
In the most delightful way.
 
Our mouths separated,
Our eyes locked,
Our bodies throbbed,
Her cunt contracted,
Squeezing,
(Wonderfully)
My cock,
Which convulsed,
Spilling into her cunt.
 
We collapsed,
My body still,
On top of hers;
Her legs,
Slowly unwrapped,
From my hips;
My cock slowly shrinking,
From within her relaxing cunt;
Allowing our fluids,
To flow from her cunt,
And,
Pool beneath her butt.
 
She smiled,
Sighed,
Said,
"I've dreamed,
Of that,
For a very long time."
 
I replied,
"So have I.
And,
Thank you,
For arraigning this."
 
To which,
With a grin,
She responded,
"My pleasure,"