I had an unbelievable night with a woman I’d been wanting for months.

Melanie did things to me that I never thought possible. I thought maybe she’d want to stay over, but she insisted she couldn’t and I didn’t ask why. I was asleep about three seconds after she walked out of the bedroom.

But while I was sleeping, she came back. She’d started to let herself out, then changed her mind. I opened my eyes and there she was, wearing nothing but her trench coat and fuck-me pumps. She let her coat fall to the floor. Her nipples were nice and hard.

“I was about to leave, but I was already missing this,” she said as she slid her body along the length of mine and wrapped her fingers around my dick. We kissed again with the same intensity as earlier, and my hand slipped between her legs and into her wet heat. As she kissed me, she rolled on top of me, putting her hands on my shoulders and rubbing her slick folds back and forth along the underside of my cock. I closed my eyes and felt a nipple brush across my lips. Instinctively, I lashed out at it with my tongue, capturing the bud in my mouth.

Just when the sweet torture of Melanie’s slow rocking was becoming unbearable, she slid down and took me into her mouth. I ran my hands through her hair and guided her bobbing head. No other woman had ever taken me in so deep before. It was all I could do to hold back, but I didn’t want it to end so soon.

I pulled her up and flipped her onto her back. She raised her legs up over her head and grabbed her sexy five-inch stilettos. Her pussy glistened invitingly, and I eagerly accepted. I placed my hands on her calves and rocked into her. She was so tight and wet that I almost lost control. She was making a lot of noise, too, and when I let go of her legs, she wrapped them around my waist and grabbed my ass, bringing me in even deeper.

I never knew missionary position could feel so good. Melanie’s head was cuddled in the crook of my neck, her lips wet against my collarbone, as I drilled into her. I was still fucking her hard when I felt her muscles tighten around my cock and heard her cry out. Her orgasm gained momentum and I went with it, thrusting deep one last time before I came, holding her as tightly as she held me.

After a while, I slid down next to her and breathed in her scent. I closed my eyes and fell back asleep. When I woke again she was gone, and all that was left was the smell of her perfume and of perfect sex. I’ve been with Melanie a couple of times since, and although she never stays, I happily take what I can get.