Rachael … part 1

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Rachael … part 1‘Fuck it! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!’I looked up from loading my shopping into the boot of my car to see a red haired woman standing near her car parked two spaces from mine in the blisteringly hot supermarket car park. The woman looked like the archetypal milf – tight white v-neck t-shirt with, clearly, no bra as her nipples were pushing against the thin material. Shorts, flip-flops and sunglasses completed her oufit.I closed the boot of my car and casually wandered over towards the woman. ‘Fuck!’ she repeated as I stood beside her as she looked dejectedly at the flat tyre on her car. ‘Hello! Can I help you?’ I asked. The woman stepped back sharply and looked at me with her bright green eyes. ‘It looks like you have a problem’ I continued before she could respond. ‘My name is Peter’ I continued with a smile.‘Err… yes … I’ve got a fu…’ she paused. ‘I’ve got a flat tyre..’ she said ‘..and a load of frozen food to take home’‘Would you like me to change the wheel for you? I asked ‘Erm… well… yes please, I don’t have a clue how to do it’ she replied with a look of relief. That didn’t last long. Her car didn’t have a spare wheel or any tools. She looked like she was going to cry.‘Okay, time for plan B’ I said. ‘See what you think of this. I’ll take you and your shopping to your place then I’ll go to mine, pick up some tools, come back here, get the wheel off and then go and get it fixed. What do you think?’ As we quickly loaded her shopping into my car I noted the absence güvenilir bahis of a wedding ring and, as she fastened her seat belt I was able to get a good look at her legs and at the outline of her breasts through her tight shirt.Less than ten minutes later we arrived at her house which, I noted, had a For Sale sign outside. The shopping was unloaded and safely stowed in her freezer and we were on our way to my house in five minutes.The next hour or so was spent dealing with the tyre and soon her car was ready to go. ‘Thank you so much’ she smiled ‘I don’t know what I would have done without your help. How can I repay you? I wasn’t sure what to say as I was still a little flustered after looking up while I had been fitting the wheel and being greeted with a view straight down her shirt as she had bent down to watch me fit the wheel. ‘Come to dinner tonight’ she suggested ‘About 7, will that be okay?’ ‘I’ll see you then’ I replied. ‘My name’s Rachael’ she said as she blew me a kiss and drove away.On the dot of 7 o’clock I rang the doorbell at Rachael’s house. The door opened and I was greeted by a pure vision of total gorgeousness. Rachael’s red hair was down and she wore what looked like a long silk nightdress with tiny shoulder straps and a skirt that was slit all the way up to mid thigh on both sides. ‘Come in’ she said.The meal that she had prepared was delicious and interestingly was missing anything that had been in the frozen food that had been in danger earlier güvenilir bahis siteleri and the conversation flowed easily. She was almost divorced and the house was for sale as part of that process, once it was sold she would receive her settlement and be free of her husband who had, according to her, only wanted a baby machine and once he had found out that she was unlikely to conceive because of a c***dhood illness he had opted for a divorce.After the meal we moved to sit in her lounge where the lights were dim and it was a little cooler as the heat of the day remained. As we talked more we became closer until the moment came as we looked at each other and at the same time moved in to kiss gently at first and then the passion began to build. I moved my hand to caress her breast through the silky material of her dress. I could feel her hard nipple. I felt her hand drop to my crotch and begin to stroke my stiffening cock through the material of my trousers.I was able to ease the strap of her dress from her shoulder and expose her beautiful breast so that I could lower my head and suck on the engorged nipple making her gasp with pleasure. The next minutes were a blur as clothes were removed and s**ttered – my original suspicions were confirmed, Rachael was naked under her dress. We were soon entangled on her sofa with me on my back and Rachael laid on top of me. As she worked my cock expertly with her mouth my tongue probed the folds of her pussy with its landing iddaa siteleri strip of hair proving that she was a true red head. I could hear the intensity of her gasps of pleasure increase and her attention to my cock decrease as I found and licked and sucked her clit. Suddenly she cried out with pleasure and a gush of liquid poured from her pussy into my mouth and onto my face. In seconds she was off me she turned around and impaled herself onto my cock and also began to kiss me feverishly and lick her juices off my face. With the best will in the world I wasn’t going to last long at this pace and my cock erupted a load of hot semen into her pussy. I felt and heard her cum again. We lay still together for several minutes before Rachael eased herself off me, my cock sliding out of her with an audible squelching noise. ‘Do you have to be anywhere tonight?’ she asked. ‘Only here’ I said as I eased her to the floor and resumed our ‘69’ with me on top this time. I licked her to orgasm again and then we climbed the stairs to her bedroom where we dozed for a while before I felt her lips around my cock once more. Once she has revived my cock she willingly rolled onto her back and spread her legs to allow me easy access to plunge my cock into her soaking wet hole. I glanced at the clock by her bedside it was just after 1 am.At 4 am Rachael impaled herself on my cock again with an apology about needing it again that I happily accepted before I filled her once more.I awoke to the sound of someone pounding on the front door and constantly ringing the doorbell. I shook Rachael awake. ‘Are you expecting visitors?’ I asked. She slid out of bed and looked out of the window …‘Fuck! Fuck! FUCK!’ she exclaimed.… to be continued

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