I had been talking to this woman for some time. We started out as casual acquaintances, saying hello at the bus stop where our kids met up to go to school. We never really said much to one another until late one May. The weather was somewhat gloomy. It was an overcast afternoon, the reminders of the late April showers and the up and coming early summer rains. I was there to pick up our son from the bus stop. He was in the 2nd grade. That afternoon, I didn’t really pay attention to the clock and left for the bus stop a bit earlier than usual. When I arrived at the bus stop I realized that I had gotten there about 30 minutes early. Bridgett’s house was about four houses down from the bus stop she could see it from her front window. My house was about 3 houses further down and blocked by the protruding wood line that laced the forest behind our house.
I stood there debating should I head back to the house for the time being and give it more time or should I just stay since I was already there. Just as I turned to head to the house my mind made up. There stood Bridgett standing at the edge of her front stoop. She was beautiful, her hair softly waving in the breeze. She had long sandy blonde hair that lay gently against her body. Normally up in a pony tail today her hair was down. I could feel myself getting wet looking at her. She was about 5’5 and maybe 110 lbs. She was graced with a slender figure, a well rounded bust line and a firm tight ass. I would have to say that she must have been a 34C. Just the way I liked them. She was definitely my type. But she never said anything to me and I never really tried to start up a conversation. She had a little boy that my son often played with at school and once and awhile outside. But she always kept to herself.
Bridgett must have sawn my gaze, no not a gaze, but a stare. She walked down her steps and said, “You’re a little early for the bus today aren’t you?” “Yeah I wasn’t paying attention to the time and headed down here without looking first today.” I replied. She laughed, it was so cute. I couldn’t help but think that she was so beautiful. She then said “Well since your there way don’t I come wait with you and we can talk?” I immediately said “Sure why not, sounds fun.” Trying not to sound too excited. But I was, for some reason today I was feeling hornier then usual and she was just looking so damn hot.
She walked up to me and we started with the small talk. I gazed at her lips. They looked so soft and silky. I imagined kissing her as she talked to me. I couldn’t help but wonder how she would look naked lying on my bed with waiting eyes. Was she Bi? “Please God let her be Bi!” I screamed in my head. I wanted her more then I had wanted another woman in a long time. I then blurted out mid conversation and said “why don’t we get the boys together for a play date, and I’ll make dinner, or we can order pizza.” OMG did I just say that to her? I thought in my head. She then said “I think that’s a great idea!” and laughed. Oh her laugh was so cute it made me smile every time I heard it. “Why don’t we do pizza and I’ll bring over some kool-aid for the boys and some wine for us.” My husband was gone on business for the whole week and maybe that’s why I was feeling so frisky. “Great it’s a date than.” I said. “A date huh? Well that sounds like a great plan to me too then.” Smiling as she said it. Was my mind playing tricks on me? Did she just say that a date sounded like a great plan? She did just say that. Right about then the bus came and the boys got off the bus. “Well then I will see you later.” A large smile lit up my face. “Yes you will.” She replied. I hurried home. About an hour passed by and I was so nervous and excited. I had been looking at Bridgett all year since she moved to our area. I ordered the pizza and she appeared at my door knocking and her back in a pony tail. It was braided this time. Excitement filled my pussy with moisture. I opened the door and her son rushed in. “Hi can we play in your son’s room?” he asked. “Of course you can sweetie.” I replied. As Bridgett walked in I was hopeful for a hug and a kiss. I would settle for just a hug. Instead she walked in and took a see at the breakfast nook we had. The pizza arrived and the four of us ate. The kids began watching a movie in my son’s room. We sat there drinking wine across from each other on the couch now. Watching her lips as she talked I was getting so wet thinking about her kissing my body and tonguing my pussy.
She seemed to be getting closer closing the gap between us. The wine was starting to kick in and it was getting late now. I went to go check on the boys. Fast asleep they were camped out on the floor with a homemade fort of sheets draping the bedroom. I headed back to the living room where Bridgett sat. Much to my surprise she was sitting directly next to where I had been sitting. I paused in the doorway to the hallway when I saw her. “Is something wrong?” Bridgett said. “Oh no nothing at all, the boys have passed out watching a movie.” I replied. She tapped the couch where I was sitting and said “well take a seat, I won’t bite.” I hurried and sat down next to her. So nervous like a little school girl. I fumbled my words “so what do you want to talk about?” I said. She leaned in and kissed me. I didn’t even pull away. She was a great kisser. She pulled away and said “sorry it must be the wine.” “Oh no that was very nice.” I replied. I wouldn’t mind another I thought to myself. So I leaned back in and kissed her again. This time we began making out on my couch. Our hands began to wonder and I touched her succulent breast. My hot box quivering with delight. I suggested we had into my room. She got up grabbed my hand and said point me in the right direction. We hurried down the hall to my room closing the door behind us.
We didn’t waste time we began kissing again our hands lavishly undressing each other in a frenzy. We fell to my bed kissing and our hands graciously caressing one another. I slide my hand between her legs and I could feel her wet sopping pussy. Soft and smooth, I spread her lips with my index and ring finger, and then slid my middle finger into her hot cunt. So warm, so wet. Her body arched as I fingered her pussy. Rubbing the top of her hood with my palm. She started kissing my neck and working her way down to my breasts. I was so Hot and wet now. She began fingering my pussy too. I couldn’t believe it. All this time and now she was finally in my bed. I could feel the butterflies in my stomach. I quickly pushed her down sliding my finger out of her pussy. She wasted no time sliding down with my push and planting her head between my legs. She plunged her tongue into my pussy. I moaned with ever flick of her tongue. My pussy felt so good being penetrated by her massive tongue. Wrapping her hair around my fingers I shoved her face into my pussy grinding my hips and welcoming her to fuck my pussy with her tongue. She then slid a finger into me while she continued to lick. “Does this feel good baby?” she asked. I couldn’t say a word. I was in ecstasy. My hands now free I started to grasp my own breasts in my hands, and tugging at my nipples. My legs shaking and my body twitching I came so hard into her mouth. She moaned and continues. “I want to taste your sweet pussy Bridgett!” I screamed out after I had an orgasm. She stopped licking my pussy but only for a brief moment. She got up and spun around placing her pussy just an inch away from my face straddling me as she leaned back down and began to finger fuck my pussy. I grabbed her hips and trusted my tongue into her dripping pussy. She had a sweet tasting pussy. I couldn’t seem to get my fill of. I fingered her pussy as I licked it. Her hips were moving now. She was letting me tongue fuck her. After a brief moment that seemed like it was everlasting she came. Her juices flowing down my cheeks and jaw. She sat up and started to pinch her nipples still straddling my face. I continued to go to town on her pussy. It has been so long. She got up and them lyed down next to me. Running her fingers across my body and said “Thank you that was great.” I readily agreed. The night continued on. Our bodies ravished by one another time and time again. The next morning we got up and made French toast for breakfast. Then she went on home with her son. I’ll never forget that one night with Bridgett. She was majestic and a great lover. It was never awkward at the bus stop again. Each passing day we talked as if it were nothing. We had filled each other’s needs for a night. We shared ourselves with one another and from that day forward we were never together again. I often think back to that night and recall how exciting it was.
“Oh Bridgett how I miss you so”.
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