November 24th, 2009 by admin
I was indeed very flattered recently when a gentleman with whom I have had some contact with on another site informed me that he had written a story about me! We sometimes chat on a forum and whilst he is too far away for us to meet physically he has bought me a lovely gift in the way of some super sexy latex leggings (photos to follow in due course of me wearing them!).
So it would only be fair, I think, that I share this fable with you and hope you enjoy reading it just as much as I did! All comments gratefully received………….. (now remember this is pure fiction of course!)
The gorgeous Green eyed blonde wiggles towards her car, she’s wearing a Red polo neck, tight white jeans and a pair of Red heels to top the outfit off. She opens the boot and slips her case inside, climbs in the car, turns the key and the engine bursts into life. Alexandra Benton is off to see an old friend, when they were younger her friend always tried to points score, if Alex had a black cat, she could guarantee that her friend would have a blacker one! As they have aged and mellowed the friendship has grown stronger – if only she didn’t live so far away! Heart FM is pumping out her favourite soul hits and keeping Alex entertained, the M25 is fairly quiet for a Friday morning and she is soon round onto the M3. the counties are flying past and at lunchtime she enters Wiltshire. The sunshine stopped an hour since and it’s raining heavily, music is one of Alex’s passions and the radio drives her on and doesn’t let the weather dampen her spirits. She wonders what the weekend will hold, there is meant to be a party tonight, she loves parties and is an extremely sociable girl. As she enters Somerset on the A303, the weather is deteriorating, there are vast areas of standing water and Alex slows to a crawl through a deep puddle and the car is coping with it until a lorry coming the other way drenches it and it splutters to a halt. Alex sits for a few moments, she tries to start it, but it’s no good and her spirits drop as she wonders what to do next. There’s a knock on the drivers door, Alex opens it and there is a man standing there asking if he can help. Before she knows it, he has scooped her up and is carrying her to his Range Rover, he asks if she’s with any of the breakdown companies, she shakes her head – it’s another thing she was going to get round to. He phones a garage and they say they’ll be there as quickly as they can, sitting almost in silence, Alex turns to thank him and for the first time since they met, smiles. He strikes up a conversation and Alex finds herself telling him about her weekend away, he is so easy to talk to that she feels as if they’ve known each other for years. Yellow flashing lights approaching curtail their chat, the mechanic has a quick look and tells him that it can be fixed, but not until the next day. Alex is welcome to stay until the car is fixed, normally she wouldn’t dream of taking up a strangers offer, but this she feels is different. The car is winched onto the lorry and Alex asks if she can have her suitcase, once again he walks through the flood water for her. There aren’t enough men like him anymore………..
The Range Rover is excellent, really comfy with deep, leather seats. Alex doesn’t know what it is about leather, but it always heightens her senses. They chat again and Alex tells him she’s a web designer – a little fib, but who will know? He says his name is Peter, he was an investment manager but retired last year. He doesn’t look very old and he tells her that he retired at 50. A little while later they are driving through the gates of a huge house, up the drive and through into a courtyard. Peter stops the car and picks up her case and carries it to the house, he unlocks the door and gestures for Alex to go inside. The house is very spacious and he asks if she’d like a glass of wine and a tour round, she immediately agrees, why wouldn’t she? Wine and a nosey round! Peter opens a bottle of dry white wine and hands her a glass, each room that they come to takes Alex by surprise, the decor is absolutely perfect but not something likely to be chosen by a man. Due to his working so many hours his wife got bored and went off with a toy boy, he got a designer in and had the whole house changed to remove any memories of her. The next room is the gym, another of Alex’s loves! she asks if she can use it and he tells her to be his guest. Peter leaves her to it and returns an hour later, Alex has changed into a thin, white vest top and black latex leggings, she’s broken a sweat and the top clings like a second skin, he asks if she’d like to go have a shower and she accepts. When she returns he has dinner ready, she’s impressed, it was a fine meal washed down with more wine.
As they relax later on the couch, he slips on a cd and they chat away while enjoying each others company. Peter opens a bottle of Champagne and they drink a toast to Alex’s friend and her party. She gazes at Peter, he has an ease with him that only comes with age, he’s very good looking but seems oblivious to the fact and Alex is slowly being seduced by it. They sit close to each other laughing, and he leans forward and steals a kiss. It takes Alex by surprise and Peter pulls away. She gazes into his eyes and puts a hand behind his head and pulls him towards her, kissing him passionately. They are both lost in each other, a strap has slipped from her shoulder and her hair is everywhere, she pushes him back until he’s lying flat on the settee. As she sits up and unbuckles his belt, he can see her eyes full of lust, her face is flushed and her nipples are boring hard against her top. At last she has undone his trousers and puts her hand inside to pull his cock out, as it appears she smiles to him and licks her lips before dipping her head and flicking her tongue over the tip. Peter closes his eyes and groans, it’s been a while since he’s been with anyone, no one in fact since his marriage broke up a year previously. His thighs gently shake as Alex rubs her hands up and down them as she sucks more and more of his length into her mouth. She loves giving head, and all the more for an appreciative audience. Peter grips her shoulders when he fears he won’t last much longer and Alex allows him to lay her back to repay the pleasure. He plants kisses an her bare shoulders and slips the other strap off, then slowly pulls her top down exposing her firm 32E breasts. Alex is rightly proud of her figure, indeed at 45 she still has a figure many a girl half her age would be proud of. Peter kisses her breasts as they become exposed and then sucks and gently nibbles each of her nipples in turn. They are rock hard, Alex’s breathing is becoming ragged and she can feel herself getting wetter by the second. He kisses his way down over her flat stomach until he reaches her top which is crumpled around her waist. He slips his hands up under her skirt and strokes her thighs, working out has given them a wonderful definition, he hooks his hands into the waistband of her panties and she lifts herself up to let him slide them ever so slowly off. He gently kisses his way up her right thigh and getting nearer to her pussy, sees her lips slightly parted and he can smell her sweet aroma. Alex is waiting for his tongue to lick her, as she knows he will, but he doesn’t and instead kisses his way up her other thigh. She’s shaking by the time he finally flicks his tongue lightly up her lips, the strokes get longer and longer, getting closer and closer to her clit. He takes forever to pleasure her, he’s savouring every moment and is driving her wild. Alex’s eyes are closed as she feels herself drifting off towards the sweetest orgasm she can remember, the faintest smile on her lips and her face twitching as he brings her closer, he holds her on the edge for an eternity before making her cum. She screams and grabs his head, pulling him closer and he licks furiously, drinking down her juices and keeping her cuming.
When Alex regains her senses, Peter is sensuously kissing her and she feels his cock nudge her pussy and then sink inside in one slow, delicious movement. She is overtaken by lust as she succumbs to the pleasure he is giving her, the gentle strokes in and almost fully out again before sinking deep inside once more. Alex closes her eyes and lets her senses carry her to her next orgasm, Peter seems to know exactly what she needs, when to be gentle and when to be more forceful with his thrusts. Yet another orgasm hits her and Peter is just getting into his stride, at 6 years older than her he has amazing stamina – all his time spent in his gym reflects how much younger he looks and how fit he is. Peter continues making love to her, the gorgeous blonde beneath him is flushed and as she recovers from each orgasm gives him the sexiest smile before her face changes back into one of concentration as another is on it’s way. His cock feels so hard as he pounds her, his strokes quicken and beads of sweat drip from his forehead, he knows he’s close so redoubles his efforts and holds her hips as they cum together, her legs wrap tightly around his lower back as she savours every last moment of her aftershocks. They lie together for a few moments, Peter then scoops her up, she lifts both glasses and the Champagne and he takes her to bed.
In the morning they have breakfast and then he runs Alex to the garage, pays her bill and they kiss before she heads on her way. She’s sure that she will hear from him again – she left her phone number at his house.
I was the other day invited to a Ladies’ Charity Lunch Event. I had planned my diary rather well as after the lunch I was visiting a rather nice chap who requested that I bring as many sex toys as I could physically bring with me! So I filled up my handbag with the toys and went to the lunch. Now the wine was flowing quite freely at this lunch and have to say some of us girlies were a bit worse for wear (not moi as I knew I had to be on the ball for later……………… ).