I pulled into Jackie’s parking lot and headed up the stairs like a man possessed, and clearly, I was. I stood at the door for a moment to catch my breath after the sprint up the steps, and the most savory aroma caught my attention. I knocked on the door and Jackie opened it, wearing a Christmas apron.
She pulled me inside and closed the door before giving me a life-giving kiss. I dropped my briefcase and pulled her in tight as our mouths made love to each other. My hands began to wander, and I realized that I was touching bare skin on her lower back. Continuing further below the apron string, I felt the warm flesh of her gluteal cleft. I dipped both hands between those firm pronounced globes and squeezed them both simultaneously. Jackie jumped a little before sucking even harder on my tongue.
My hands continued to explore the exposed parts of her alluring body as we kissed.
Jackie pulled away momentarily to ask, “Are you getting hungry?”
I lifted her by her upper thighs and carried her to the table, where I sat her down as I kneeled. Lifting her apron out of the way, I replied, “Yes, very!” before pressing my mouth into her already moist labia. I dove in like a wild man and quickly brought around her first climax. I continued to invade her tunnel of love throughout her two additional orgasms. She eventually pulled me up by my head and kissed me tenderly.
Pulling away again, she offered, “In hindsight, I guess I should have asked if you were hungry for food.” Giggling, she kissed me again.
She pushed me back a little so that she could stand before I replied, “Probably. Is the food all done?”
“Yes,” Jackie answered as she made her way to the stove with me in hot pursuit. I nibbled on her neck as she checked to make sure everything was turned off.
Pressing my enlarged shaft against her bare cheeks got us both going. Jackie spun around, dropped to her knees, and leisurely unzipped my fly. She slipped her hand in my pants and grasped the head, which was already peeking above my briefs. After pulling it free of my underwear, she brought it out of my pants to calmly lick. Her licks were so light that it felt like whispers. I was already on edge after ravaging her delicious honey-pot, and her soft touches were driving me crazy.
After another minute, she could tell from the pulsing of my cock that I was on the verge of explosion. Out of nowhere, she slid my entire length into her mouth and throat. Jackie swallowed repeatedly, and those movements sent me into orgasmic bliss. I squirted everything I had down her welcoming throat before grabbing the counter to steady myself. When she was sure that she had drained me completely, Jackie rose to her feet and kissed me longingly. With both of our needs temporarily sated, we enjoyed a fabulous dinner of chicken parmesan with spaghetti and some grilled zucchini.
As we ate dinner, I asked, “So is cooking in the nude a new norm?”
Jackie stared at me with the sexiest smile, while replying, “Would you like it to be, honey?”
“Did you just call me honey, you sexy little minx?” I questioned.
“I did, honey,” she answered. “Is that okay with you?”
Smiling from ear to ear, I responded, “It is more than okay. It’s awesome! And yes, I think that naked cooking should be a thing, as long as you wear the apron to protect against splatters. I particularly like the way your ass shows since the apron doesn’t go all the way around.”
“Do you like the way it shows, or is it the easy access that you enjoy?” Jackie cleverly replied.
I stood to clean up the table since we were both finished while saying, “Can it be a little of both?”
Jackie stood to pick up some dishes too and answered, “I think that it can, and I like that answer.” We brought the dirty dishes to the sink, and Jackie tried to wave me off but I insisted on helping. “Why don’t you go relax on the couch, honey?” she asked.
I countered, “Why don’t you, while I clean up, since you did all the cooking?” Jackie looked at me for a moment with that same look that she had when I said I wanted to meet the guy who left her. It was kind of like a dog that tilts its head a little because it doesn’t quite understand exactly what you’re saying. I kissed her softly on the lips and whispered, “Go lay on the couch, my little sex-kitten, while I clean up.”
Jackie went and sat on the couch and stared at me the whole time like I was some sort of alien. I scrubbed everything and got it all put away by opening every cabinet in the kitchen. At this point, she started to laugh at my way of figuring things out but stayed on the couch like I asked.
Once I was finished, I turned toward her, and she spread her legs to flash me. I rubbed my crotch in return before she lifted the bottom of the apron to give me a full-on view of her hairless kitty. Following her lead, I kicked off my shoes and socks before removing my shirt. In return, Jackie slipped the top of her apron over her head and exposed her swelling breasts.
Our dance continued as I dropped my pants, leaving only my briefs to cover my otherwise nude form. Jackie’s response was to untie her apron and throw it to the floor while lying back. With her legs spread, she upped the ante by slipping her middle finger into her leaking slit. I was gripping my stiff pole through my briefs through her latest moves but quickly discarded them and dove face-first for her tempting vagina. Her finger was still moving in and out of her box as I licked her all over like a malnourished sex-addict.
Jackie’s finger continued to probe her slick opening as I lapped at her lips and clit. Her free hand was working on her left nipple, so I helped out with the right. With my free hand, I moved my middle finger toward her juice-covered pucker. I wriggled my finger into her anus, using the fluids from her continuously leaking well of pleasure. Her stimulation escalated rapidly, as she shoved two more fingers into her needy puss.
Jackie began to tremble as her climax, hastily approached. She convulsed wildly and screamed powerfully while I continued to lick whatever I could. At her peak, Jackie squirted her scrumptious nectar all over her fingers and my face. With her crest begging to ebb, she begged, “Please stick your cock in my ass, honey, and fuck me.”
I answered, “I need some lubrication, sexy, do you…”
Before I could finish the question, she blurted out, “Don’t leave.” Jackie removed her dripping fingers from her sopping snatch and said, “Stick it in here for lube.”
I stepped up between her splayed thighs and slipped into her warm, inviting box. After a few strokes, I started to pull out, and Jackie uttered, “Just keep it in there and make love to me, honey.”
I wrapped my arms around her and carried Jackie to her bedroom. Once inside, I laid us both on the bed and began a slow and loving penetration. We rocked easily for the next half-hour while kissing and touching like lovers. Our climaxes built slowly and were not the earth-shaking type, but we felt complete.
After our mutual orgasms, we spooned and talked and kissed and loved until sleep took us both in the wee hours. Upon waking to the noisy alarm, we kissed and slipped on some clothes to get some coffee. I couldn’t let go of her and needed to touch her all the time. It wasn’t in that teenage puppy-love way, but in a full-on desire to be complete, way. Jackie seemed to share my feelings as she always had a hand or foot touching me also. We played in the shower, but it was less needy and more loving.
Don’t get me wrong. Our sex life didn’t slow down; it just changed.
We rode to work together in my car that Friday morning. As I walked her to her office, I asked, “Do you have any plans for the weekend? I’d like to take you to my house for an overnight.”
Jackie smiled while replying, “I normally go and visit my mother on Saturday mornings to help her with a few things around the house. I’m sure that she would understand if I missed this Saturday, unless you’d like to come along.”
Smiling a little myself, I answered, “Are you going to be embarrassed, bringing an old guy like me around to meet your mom?”
Jackie countered, “She already knows how old you are and she doesn’t care one bit, as long as you’re good to me. So does that mean you’ll go with me and stay the night tonight at my place?”
I hugged her closely and kissed her softly before replying, “Of course I will.”
“Thank you, thank you,” she said as she kissed me again.
I released her from her hug and told her, “Now go to work and make some money cause we’re going out to dinner tonight to test that ‘no underwear rule’ during dinner.”
Jackie grinned wickedly as she walked away. I headed into the office for another day of phone calls and paperwork while dreaming of six o’clock.
The day went by quickly, as they always do, and before I knew it, the girls started pulling in next door. I waved to many of them as they arrived while finishing up my paperwork for the day. The clock read five, and since it had been a slow afternoon, I walked outside when I saw Jackie pull into the lot. She ran over and gave me a big hug and kiss before saying, “I missed you terribly today, you sexy old man.”
I replied, “I missed you too, you little vixen. How long will it take for you to get ready to leave?”
“Are you going to leave work early, for me?” she squealed.
“I am. I can’t wait to see you in a skirt with no panties!” I answered.
“You know that the no underwear rule applies to you too. That way, I can easily open your fly and play with your tools. What will you do with me in a public place with no panties?” she asked as she rubbed my growing erection.
“I’ll make you cum right at the table in public and have you beg for more,” I retorted, as she gripped my swollen prick tightly.
Jackie’s eyes got big, and she moved in for a tongue swapping smooch. After ending the kiss and releasing my pole, she whispered hungrily, “I’ll be done in a few minutes, so go close up and I’ll meet you at your car.”
I covered my obvious erection and went back inside, where I shut everything down and closed up for the evening. Once I was done, I walked outside and leaned against my car. Seconds later, Jackie came flying out the door and wrapped her arms around me for a little smooch. As we started to get into the car, the other girls all waved and yelled, “Have a great weekend, you two!”
Jackie and I arrived at her apartment a few minutes later and headed inside. She asked, “Is it okay if I take a quick shower before we go out?”
“Of course it is, sexy,” I responded, as she headed into the bedroom and started to strip. I sat on the couch, attempting to ignore her seductively nude form as she asked, “Do we have reservations somewhere, or are we just going to wing it?”
“I have a friend that owns a Salvadoran slash Mexican restaurant, and he always holds a table for last-minute friends. We can try there first, and if he doesn’t have room, I know of a couple of other cozy little places where I can stroke your kitty while we dine,” I answered.
“Well, if you’re going to make my kitty purr in public, then I’d better make sure it’s presentable,” Jackie suggested, as she headed into the bathroom wearing nothing but her skin.
I sat on the couch, resisting the urge to follow her into the bathroom and have my way with her. I turned on the television for distraction but was already sporting wood. The longer she took, the harder I seemed to get. When she finally appeared, still nude as the day she was born, she walked over and noticed my predicament.
As she traced a finger across my pulsing, jeans covered cock, she asked, “Is that for little old me?” while smiling suggestively.
“Yes, it is, you sexy little vixen,” I answered.
“If you wanted me that bad, you should have joined me in the shower. Would you like to inspect my kitty to make sure I did a thorough job?” she asked as she moved her pelvis toward my face.
She moved within an inch of my lips and paused there for my ‘review’. With such an up-close view, it was clear that she did an impeccable job of removing any stubble. I tentatively brushed my tongue across her out lips, and goosebumps suddenly arose. When I glanced up to see the reaction on her face, her lips were parted, and her eyes were closed. Looking back at the work of art in front of me, I traced her inner lips and crossed over her swelling clitoris. Jackie then leaned in further until her kitty was pressed against my lips. This time I started at the bottom and pushed hard with my tongue, splitting her lips apart, which allowed me to penetrate her. As my tongue continued upward and moved across her plump nub, she grabbed my head with both hands.
Jackie pulled my face into her sex as I nibbled on her lips and clit. She began to quiver as I lapped and noshed my way inside her scrumptious entrance. Her quivering quickly turned to spasms as I brought her to a panting and cussing climax. Jackie fell forward onto me as her legs gave way, and I grabbed her waist to keep her from falling. She slowly slid down me until we were face-to-face, then kissed me luxuriously while whispering ‘I love you’s.’
I muttered back, “I think it passes the test, for now, but I’ll have to check periodically throughout the night.”
Jackie smiled and said, “If you must, I think I can suffer through it all. Now about this wet spot that’s forming at the top of your jeans. I think I can help you with that.” She unbuttoned my jeans and freed my leaking hardon, then knelt and took it into her mouth. I had been so excited, for so long, that it didn’t take more than a minute before I was cumming in her warm throat.
Jackie stood up and grabbed my hand to pull me up as well. She then led me into her room, where she told me to remove my pants so that she could dry up the large wet spot. I sat there and watched this beautiful lady work on my pants, still naked, and knew that I’d spend the rest of my life with her if she’d let me. After a few minutes with the hairdryer, the spot was mostly dry, so I told her, “That is good enough angel. Now get yourself dressed so that I can show you off.”
Jackie started looking through her clothes before turning to me. She asked, “So are we shooting for dress casual since you’re wearing jeans with a dress shirt?”
“Yes,” I replied, then added, “Whatever you think, I’m not much on fashion.” I started to pull my pants back on.
Jackie waved her finger while spouting, “No, you don’t mister. If I can’t wear underpants, then you can’t either.”
I laughed a little at being scolded and pulled my pants back off before removing my underwear. I stood and faced her while waiving my cock back and forth before pulling my pants up and buttoning them. Jackie returned to dressing and pulled a bra from her dresser before putting it on. She then returned to the closet and tried on a white blouse, but discarded it quickly when she pulled out a light blue dress. It looked awfully small at first. Then I realized it was one of those spandex-type form-fitting dresses.
Jackie pulled the dress out and examined it like it was some sort of exotic artifact. Turning toward me and holding it up in front of her, she asked, “What do you think, too much?”
I tried not to look like a drooling teenage boy, but I’m sure that I failed miserably.
Jackie saw the look of raw lust in my eyes and said, “Okay, I’ll try it on and see how it looks.”
She took it off of the hanger and slowly pulled it over her head and down her body. It ended about four inches below her toned ass and covered all of her lady parts completely. Jackie stood in front of the full-length mirror for a minute, turning back and forth before quickly pulling it off.
The look on my face must have been of utter disappointment because Jackie said, “Don’t worry, honey, it’s going back on.” After removing the dress, Jackie got a wild look in her eye as she slowly removed her bra in a sexy display that rivaled a professional stripper. Once she was completely naked again, she slowly pulled the dress back on over her prominent nipples. My frown turned to a look of lust in those few seconds as her hardened nubs were clearly visible in the figure-hugging dress.
“How do you like it now?” Jackie whispered saucily.
I stood and made my way to her as controlled as I could manage. After wrapping my hands around her, I stammered, “I uh… it’s so fucking hot. I don’t think I’ll be able to keep my hands off of you!”
Jackie kissed me hard before pulling back and grinning her wicked little grin and saying, “That’s the idea, honey.”
I honestly don’t know how we made it out of the apartment without having sex, but I’m so glad that we did. Taking Jackie out, looking like the sexy, beautiful woman that she is, did wonders for both of our egos. We never stopped touching each other all the way to the car. Once inside, I had to run my hand up her bare thigh to that already dripping honey pot of hers. After a quick swipe to collect some of her juices that we shared, we were on our way to dinner.
To be continued…
