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Sunday 25 September 2011

The Pocket Rocket

Her name was Donna and I had seen her about for a while she was always at the school gates dropping her kids off and always smiled at me.  I found myself looking out for her every morning just for that smile, not that I was into women or anything it just started me off for the day when I saw her, well that’s what I convinced myself.

She was married and seemingly happy too yet I knew she liked me through a mutual friend of ours, it made my heart beat faster just thinking about it.  We would chat occasionally but nothing much as I could never think of things to say despite wanting to stay and look into those eyes just a little bit longer.  She was funny too and that was the best thing that she made me laugh.  She had the most amazing shocking red hair full of curls and was tiny, thinking of her now still makes me smile she was like a pocket rocket so full of energy. 


Eventually as time wore on we started flirted with one another and I even think our husbands liked the thought of us being together, as long as they could join in of course.  But I don’t think it was ever on Donna’s mind for anyone but us to be there.  I’d once kissed a girl when I was still young but it was because we were practising kissing before we kissed a boy so that we didn’t make a mess of it.  This was different this would be an affair in my eyes regardless of what our husbands thought of this, this was serious to me and if this ever happened it wasn’t going to involve them.

I eventually plucked up the courage to talk to her at the school fair with no men around and we spent the afternoon together laughing and having fun with the kids running around and very rarely interrupting us.  I almost even held her hand had begun to touch it and then became all embarrassed and stood there staring at the ground and drawing patterns in the dirt with my shoes.  Eventually she lifted my chin laughing and linked her arm in mine and pulled me towards the stalls.  The conversation soon became easy again and felt like we had known each another for ever.         

Before I knew it I had agreed to go for a drink with her and the day was over.  I fretted for the next few days and avoided her where I could, and even tried to not see her looking my way every morning at the school gates.  I could though and I could also see her confusion as to what was wrong and why I was suddenly not talking to her.  Eventually by the Wednesday I received a text asking what was wrong and if she had done something to upset me.  I of course ignored it and stared at it for the next 2 hours until it was nearly time to go pick the kids up from school.

As I was sitting there starting at the phone the doorbell rang and I hauled open the door without even checking who it was to find Donna standing there.  “Hi Cath, since you won’t answer my texts and you are ignoring me at school I thought I’d come over and see if you are alright.”  I held the door open for her to come in which she did and walked through to the living room where she sat down.  She didn’t seem so small when she sat down or maybe I wasn’t as tall when I sat down.
As I went to sit on the seat opposite she told me to sit beside her which for some reason I did.  She took my hand and asked me what was wrong, as she did the electricity surged between us and I pulled my hand away from her.  She grabbed it back and thrust it between her legs under her skirt where I my fingers slid in as she had no knickers on.   I gasped out loud and tried to pull away but she stared straight into me and held my hand there where I could feel her gripping around my fingers in a grasping movement.

Beads of sweat appeared on my nose as I found myself closer and closer to her until I could feel her breath on my skin and I could barely breathe as we seemed to be breathing the same air at the same time and there was just not enough for the two of us.  Eventually her mouth was on mine and her tongue was exploring my mouth touching every part of it and making me feel like it was another part of my body.  Still she held my wrist and was now moving my hand backwards and forwards in and out of her, her insides now gripping my fingers until the circulation was almost stopped with the strength of her orgasm.  As she came she bit down on my lips and cried out and I could feel her juices run out of her and down my hand onto the couch.

Time seemed to have stopped at that moment as she looked at me and let go of my wrist.  She then pulled me towards her and slowly unbuttoned my shirt looking at me the whole time holding onto one shoulder while she did so.  I didn’t move apart from my shirt moving with the strength of my heart beating under it.  I could smell her sex on me and I could feel myself throbbing in response to what she then did to my nipples having released them from my bra by lifting it over them trapping them underneath the strap, exposed to her my nipples betrayed me and stood to attention with her ministrations.

Every twist connected to my cunt and caused a wave to surge there, there was no going back at that point then, I wanted her to fuck me in fact I needed her to fuck me.  As she kissed me I threw myself into her arms and we ripped at each other’s clothes desperate to get to one another’s skin.  I helped her with my jeans and as eventually her hand got to my cunt I grabbed at her arm and pulled her hand towards me to fuck me harder.   She fucked me with such force that I felt the thud all the way through my body and in the back of my throat until I came with a roar.

We fucked all afternoon that day and only just made it in time to pick the kids up from school yet never did it again, didn’t stop us from flirting, talking and thinking about it for years afterwards though.

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