Unspoken Pleasure

Following my encounter with Cindy, I had a busy few days and even though I work from home, I didn’t get to see her. I had to make do with some vivid dreams where I repeated the energetic performance with Cindy but I wasn’t sure whether I would get the chance to repeat the episode in real life.

Eventually the weekend arrived and on Saturday morning I awoke early, like I always do, and after my breakfast I started my chores. I found that after I split with my wife last year I had to have a routine and especially at the weekends to make sure I could relax properly once the jobs were complete. This morning, thoughts of young Cindy were still filling my mind following another night of erotic dreams, although, as frustrating as usual, I had woken before the final act.

I was sorting out my washing when I heard my doorbell sound which interrupted my fantasies and I grumbled at being disturbed as I went to answer the door. I was surprised and delighted to see beautiful Cindy standing on my doorstep, and she looked absolutely gorgeous again. Her beautiful, young face was framed by her long blonde hair bright in the sunshine. She wore a tight v-neck top which drew my eyes to her magnificent cleavage. Glancing further down I noticed she was standing in low white sandals, but I mainly noticed she was wearing a bright yellow skirt that stopped half way down her golden thighs.

“Hello Mr Matthews, can I come in please? Quickly because I told Mom that I was seeing my friends.”

I stopped staring at her and stood back, gesturing for Cindy to come in. I closed the door behind her and I could already feel the blood flowing as I wondered at the implication of her words. Why was Cindy telling her mom lies? I felt the excitement growing because this could be good news for me.RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

“It is good to see you again Cindy,” I said, pushing the door closed and moving towards her.

Cindy’s red lips smiled and suddenly she launched herself at me, threw her arms around me as she reached up to me and kissed me hard with her soft cherry lips. Before I could react she disengaged herself and stood back, still smiling, saying “That’s to thank you for the other night Mr Matthews, you were a true gentleman.”

I stood there stunned. Was that it? Was the kiss the only reason she was here? Looking at her sexy 18-year old body had certainly got me aroused again but I didn’t know where I stood with her now. Perhaps she was here to warn me off, but I thought her mischievous smile suggested otherwise.

“Can I have a drink Mr Matthews? Soda if you have it?” she asked.

“Um, sure, yes Cindy.” I tried to compose myself, “go on through there,” indicating the dining room because I wanted to be alone in the kitchen where I could cool down and work on a way to seduce her again.

While I poured a couple of sodas I managed to think clearly and decided that because Cindy had called me a ‘gentleman’ I should take it slowly with her and not rush her. I could prepare her to come over another night and build the anticipation. I didn’t want to miss the opportunity to fuck her again and I was now desperately trying to think of an excuse for her to come and visit again but I just couldn’t think of anything that wasn’t too lame, and I was conscious of the amount of time I was taking to make the drinks.

Frustrated, I hoped that something would come up in our conversation, picked up the drinks and walked back along the hall to my dining room. Entering the door I said “Here you go Cindy, here is your…” I stopped speaking once I saw her.

Cindy looked more sexy than ever, leaning back on my dining room table and smiling at me. Behind the table the sunlight shone through the large patio doors, and shone around he, emphasizing her young, curvy body. Her tight t-shirt accentuated the fullness of her breasts, and I could clearly see her nipples already hard under the thin fabric. Her short skirt gently swayed against her soft thighs as if she had just stopped moving and her legs were slightly apart, enticing me to think about what was beneath her skirt. But the most striking of all was her pair of white lacy panties which were hung on the back of a dining table chair right next to her.

“I thought you could show me again how a real man treats a girl. Will you?” Cindy purred.

So much for taking it slowly I thought, and moved over and put the glasses down on the table beside her. I moved in front of her and ran my fingers through her soft golden hair and bent and kissed her, our tongues swiftly searching out each other. She tasted softly of mint and her eyes closed and her mouth opened as I held her head in my hands.

After a minute of deep kissing she broke contact and looked up at me, “I’m sorry Mr Matthews, but I don’t have much time today.”

I smiled back at her “let’s make the most of the time we have. Sit up on here.”

I got her to sit up on the edge of the table and I stood in front of her. With my finger I traced down the V of her t-shirt, my finger gently touching her soft pliant skin down, along the edge of her breasts and deep into her cleavage. I felt her shiver when I moved my hands to trace outwards, over the thin fabric of her t-shirt and around her breasts, slowly spiraling in towards her erect nipples. Cindy let out a moan when I brushed my fingers across her nipples and I knew that I could easily give her the pleasure she craved in a short time. I might not get my reward today but at least she should be grateful and would be back again.

I bent over and kissed her sweet mouth again, slowly bending lower and kissing across her breasts, sucking her nipples gently through her t-shirt.

“Mmmm,” Cindy involuntarily moaned again while I kissed and fondled her perfect young tits, her nipples hard under the fabric.

“Pull up your skirt, Cindy,” I quietly ordered, and I sank to my knees in front of her.

Cindy eagerly held the hem of her skirt and quickly lifted it, revealing her soft tanned thighs before showing her freshly shaved pussy. I pulled her long young legs apart to give me better access to her young pussy and I noticed that there were already a slight glisten of moisture around her sweet pussy.

I leaned forward and gently blew across her pussy and I watched her shiver as she felt my breath between her legs. Turning to her silky smooth legs, I placed a lingering kiss on the inside of her left thigh, and gradually kissed my way up the inside of her leg, getting close to her hot mound but not touching it. Cindy was sighing while I kissed her and I saw that her pussy was slowly opening under its own volition.