For years Ryan has been coming into the clubhouse where I work.

We’ve always joked about making a lunch date, but until recently, that’s all it had been: innocent joking. Then last week Ryan brought it up again, so we decided on a nearby restaurant.

We were having a great time getting to know each other, and discovered we had a lot more in common than we had thought. Lunchtime turned into midafternoon, and before we knew it, the sun was setting. We’d had a few drinks when Ryan put his hand on my bare leg and said, “You know, Nancy, I’ve had the hots for you for a long time.”

Truth be told, I’ve always had a thing for him too, but had blown it off as something that wasn’t meant to be — until now. His hand felt warm on my leg. I covered it with my own. We leaned closer, and our lips met. I was feeling good from the drinks, and I figured, why not? I slid my tongue across his lips until he gave me an opening. Our tongues played a slow game of tag as his fingers stroked my leg, getting dangerously close to my panties. I pulled away and said, “Let’s go for it, Ryan,” and we went and checked into a motel.

As soon as the motel door closed, the gentle game of tongue tag became a feverish game of passion. We pressed together, and I felt his prick growing as his fingers worked the zipper of my dress. When the dress hit the floor, it was quickly followed by his shirt. His fingers worked on my bra as I released his pants, letting them puddle to the floor with the rest of our clothes. Ryan’s fingers roamed my quivering body until they came to rest on my silk-covered bottom. “Nancy, I’ve wanted to touch your beautiful ass for years,” he whispered.

Ryan bent down, took one of my nipples between his lips, and ran his tongue around the areola. My fingers were in his hair, pulling him closer, and I could feel his erection pressing between my legs. My panties were wet and I was getting hotter by the second.

He released my nipple from his lips and started kissing his way down my body. Then he pressed his mouth to my cooter and pushed my silky panties into me with his tongue. When the smooth material came in contact with my clit, I pulled his head even tighter.

He worked my skimpy panties to one side, giving him full access to my wet snatch. I opened my legs wider as his tongue searched and licked all around my pussy lips. “Oh yeah, baby, that’s it, that’s the spot,” I whimpered as his tongue found my clit.

He removed my last piece of clothing, nudged my legs wider, and continued his attentions to my now dripping pussy. His tongue slid in and out of me like a mini prick, flicking my clit from time to time. My ass moved up and down as I humped his face. I was getting close, and wanted him to get me off. “Come on, Ryan, make me come, I’m so close,” I begged. I threw my legs over his back and dug my heels in as my excitement grew to fever pitch.

Ryan drew my stiff clit between his lips and traced circles over it with his tongue. That did it. It started deep inside of me and grew. I jerked spasmodically as my come flooded his waiting mouth. “Oh yes, fuck yes, I’m coming! Eat me baby, yes!” I screamed.

I loved every second he stayed down on me. After a while I pulled him up on the bed and knelt over him. I leaned down and tasted my nectar as our tongues met. His fingers played across my ass as we continued our embrace.

I sat up and took his stiff prick in my hand, letting my fingers slide up and down the smooth skin before straddling him and guiding him into my tight pussy. I worked the head of his cock in slowly, alternately moving it back and forth over my clit, before lowering myself until he was in all the way to his balls.

I just sat there with my hands on his chest, enjoying the feeling. The look on Ryan’s face was one of pure pleasure. I started to move slowly up and down, lifting up until just the head was still in me, then lowering again. Each time I went a little faster and came down a little harder.

I took my time because I had already gotten off once, but from the way Ryan was coming up to meet me, I knew his time was drawing near. Now we were pounding into each other, and I was ready for another orgasm anytime he wanted. I fell forward, jamming my hot tongue deep into his mouth. I leaned back, pushed down one last time, and grabbed his legs as he shot into me. As soon as that hot fluid filled me, I came again. “Oh, fuck, yes, I’m coming again, Ryan!” I cried. I held on for dear life as our juices mixed and our breathing raced from our lungs.

Later, when we found the strength, we went hand in hand into the shower, where our lovemaking started all over again.