It was a hot, humid day, and like a fool I was out running and sweating like a stuck pig. I got cocky and increased my distance. I covered an area I had not been through before. On my return I was feeling dehydrated, so I slowed down to an easy jog. As I passed one particular house I heard someone calling my name. I stopped and looked around. I recognized her. My mind raced back to my adolescence. I remembered my Mrs. Robinson: the older woman of my teenage fantasies.

Her name was Jana and she looked a lot like Lauren Hutton, the model, but without the space between her front teeth. She must be in her forties, but she didn’t look it. She was tall and willowy, with straw-colored hair. Her mouth appeared hungry and her eyes had an impish sparkle in them. She was wearing a light pastel summer dress with sandals. Her skin was tan and had a healthy glow. She was watering a flower bed with a water hose.

I walked over and said, “Hi.” We exchanged small talk. The afternoon sun backlit her light dress and I could make out the silhouette of her shapely legs and waist. I was really hot from my run and asked her to cool me off with the water hose. She hesitated at first, but after the initial shock of cold water hitting my warm body wore off, she began to enjoy her task. My shirt was soaked so I took it off. Giggling like a schoolgirl, she hosed my chest down. Her laughter excited me and made the bulge in my shorts grow. The water felt great, but it made my shorts stick to me like a second skin. She blushed and looked away.

I moved closer, bringing the hose up to my mouth and drinking long and hard. Our hands touched. She felt so warm and alive I wanted to make love to her right there on the front lawn. Instead I soaked my head under the water. Handing her the hose I said, “Thanks. You’re a lifesaver. How can I return the favor?” Her eyes sparkled and she replied, “Come inside and dry off, before you catch a cold.” She turned the water off and led me to her back porch. She handed me a towel and asked if I wanted anything to drink. I said, “Juice is okay.” As she turned to go into the kitchen she pointed to the dryer and said, “Why don’t you put your wet clothes in the dryer.” I pulled my shorts off and tossed my clothes in the dryer. Wrapping the towel around my waist, I entered the kitchen.

As I entered she turned, looked at my bulge and smiled. Embarrassed, I found a chair and sat down. She stood in front of me and handed me a glass of cranberry juice. I gulped it down, dripping some on my chest. A red line ran down my chest and formed a pinkish stain on the towel, right near my bulge. She laughed and said, “Are you always this messy?”

“Only if I’m in a hurry,” I replied. In response she said, “Well I’ll just have to make sure that you are not in a hurry.”

She took my empty glass. With her back to the sink, she coyly asked if I wanted another drink. I stood up and moved over to her. Taking the glass, I put it in the sink and pressed my body against hers. Our eyes locked and, in a passionate embrace, we kissed. It was electric.

Her body melted onto mine and came alive. Her skin was soft and warm. We explored each others’ body with our fingers and tongues. She pressed me close to her and said, “I’ve wanted you for a long time.” I chuckled and said, “Me too.” I unfastened her dress and it fell away like a petal from a rose. She had no bra on. Her breasts were small and periectly round. Her nipples were brown, erect and very inviting. Stooping, I began to suck them. I went from one to the other. Jana moaned softly at my touch and began lo gyrate her hips against mine. My hands explored her fine waist and flat stomach, finally resting against her small, tight ass. She was wearing a pair of white cotton briefs. Sliding my hands inside them I gently squeezed her cheeks. Her moans got louder as she pushed hard against my crotch.

Suddenly she stopped.

Looking at me squarely in the eyes she said, “Your chest is sticky. Let me fix that for you.” Kissing me hard, she began to run her tongue down my neck to my chest. Working deliberately, she sucked and licked all the juice off my chest and nipples. Jana blew on the wet paths that she had made. This sent shivers of pleasure down my spine and made my cock begin to bob up and down. It didn’t go unnoticed. She began to suck the stain on the towel.

Looking up at me with a sparkle in her eyes, she unfastened the towel and let ii fall away. She took the tip of my throbbing cock in her mouth. Gradually she worked ii in and out of her loving mouth. She played with it with her tongue. Jana ran her teeth across the ridge of my cock, making my toes curl with a pleasurable spark. I was close to orgasm so I said, “Oh, God, I’m ready to come.”

Instead of stopping, she pulled all the stops and deep-throated me. Grabbing her by the hair I screamed, “God, I’m coming!” I shot my load in her mouth. Jana didn’t miss a stroke, continuing until she got every drop. My body went limp. I gently pulled her up to me and kissed her warmly. I hugged her and said, “That was the greatest. Thanks.”

She smiled and said, “I’m glad you liked it.”

Our mouths were dry so we finished the juice. Refreshed, I took her in my arms and said, “Now it is my turn.” I slid her panties off and placed her on the kitchen table. I spread her legs and began exploring with my fingers and tongue, as she lay on her back and enjoyed the show. I gauged my progress by her reactions and moans. I had to grab on to her ass to prevent her from wiggling off the table. I found her clitoris and gave it some gentle love bites. Her breathing was hard and irregular. I worked my tongue in and out until she screamed with pleasure and jerked with uncontrolled spasms. Her back arched and then went limp. Looking up at me, exhausted, she said, “Boy, I needed that.”

I moved around to her and kissed her warmly. She pulled me tight against her breasts, sobbing quietly. Running her fingers through my hair she said, “That was the best. Really.” We refilled our glasses and drank greedily.

Turning to her, I said, “Are you ready for an encore?”

She replied, “Sure. If you are up to it.” Looking at my growing member, she added, “I guess you are.”

I pulled her to me and we kissed passionately. Squeezing her ass. we gyrated in rhythm. I fingered her pussy, finding it well-lubricated. I slid into one of the chairs. Straddling me, Jana guided my hard cock into her waiting grotto of love. We worked it in a little at a time until I was buried to the hilt. We made love slowly, lingering over every sensation. After a while I whispered, “I think I am getting close.”

“Me too,” she replied, “So let’s go with a bang.” Jana picked up the tempo. Working the length of my shaft, she soon brought me to climax. Hanging on for dear life we exploded together, amidst screams and spasms. We sat there for a while, basking in the warmth and pleasure of each other’s body. Jana got up, her leg muscles aching.

Collapsing, we fell asleep in each others arms. After a while I awoke refreshed and very satisfied. Slipping out of bed, I kissed Jana softly on the lips. I got dressed and finished my run. We continued to get together on other occasions. Sometimes fantasies are not as great as their realities.