Just One Night: Part 5 Read Online Free PDF

being offered to me like this, possibly a once in a lifetime opportunity or a rare one at least.
    “I’m in,” I say, a little breathlessly. “Just one moment and I’m all yours.” I fumble with my wallet that I’ve pulled from the pocket of my jacket hanging nearby and locate a condom, making short work of getting it in place. My trousers gather round my ankles, too caught up in my shoes to come off without distracting effort. I look the fool, but I haven’t a care. I’m about to enter the mighty kingdom, the glory hole of all glory holes, the deep, dark, lovely place I like to think of as home .
    Jennifer pulls the last bits of her skirt up higher and opens her legs to me, reaching down to touch herself when she’s done.
    A moan escapes me as I watch her pink finger slide into her wetness. I wonder if she has any idea how much this gets to me. I would do anything just to watch her do that some more. Truth be told, I would even clean her bathroom in exchange for allowing me some good old-fashioned lechery. I really am in a pitiful state.
    “I’m ready for you,” she says.
    My balls leap for joy as I shuffle over, endeavoring not to trip on my trousers. I collapse to the bed on top of her, propping myself up with my hands on either side of her head to keep from smashing her to bits. The bell end of my cock is knocking on heaven’s door, breaking through the first level of warmth and completely ready to bury itself in the remainder. It practically dances in anticipation. I have very little control left.
    “Are we doing the right thing?” she asks, her eyes dark and full of passion. “We talked about waiting…”
    “Anything that feels this good cannot possibly be wrong,” I say, pushing in deeper. I am a selfish cad. I will feel badly about it later, I promise.
    She closes her eyes and moans. “I agree …”
    I’m so taken with her, it feels as though a confession is in order. It leaps from my lips unbidden. “You feel so good to me, Jennifer. I’ve missed this. I’ve missed you.”
    She smiles languidly, her eyes still shut as her hips move in a sensual rhythm. “Me too, William. Me too.” Then, without warning, her eyes fly open and she grabs my arse, pulling it toward her. “Now hurry up and fuck me so we can go to work.”
    Never a man to disobey a direct order from a woman holding my cock prisoner, I push with the energy of a starving person scrambling for his last bit of sustenance. I’m seized with sensations that threaten to overwhelm my good sense. I want to literally nail her to the mattress using my cock as the hammer, but the last bit of gentlemanly emotion left in me eases off enough to allow her the comfort to which she’s entitled.
    “Yes, William, yes,” she says, holding me tight, her body bucking and heaving below me.
    I’ve never known a woman to be this enthusiastic. It’s intoxicating. My cock cannot get enough. She’s literally pulling the orgasm out of me, massaging my entire length with her deepest muscles. It threatens to cause embarrassment, being this close to the end when we’ve only just begun.
    “Hurry, William, hurry!” she begs.
    Is she worried about her orgasm or our appointments? I don’t know, nor do I care. I’m beyond controlling this runaway train. If I try to stop now, it’ll jump the tracks and I’m liable to be run flat.
    “Sorry, love, but I’m nearly there,” I grunt out, trying to conjure images of ugly old women to slow myself down.
    “I’m coming! I’m coming!” Her hips are jerking up and back, her fingernails digging into my back, and her neck arches as she lifts her breasts up to my chest.
    It’s all really too much for me. Forget visions of old hags and their chin warts. I have this nubile beauty exploding beneath me. Why am I holding back? Bloody ridiculous, that idea was. I am the champion of sex! Watch while I take this woman to task!
    “Harrrr!” I yell, now apparently a demented pirate in the middle of blowing his load.