A Chance Encounter, Part 2

BEEEP!!! BEEEP!!!! Dales looks at his alarm through bleary eyes at 5:30 am, groans and roles out of his bed to head to the shower. He needs to make his coffee first; the main reason he always stays in the penthouse is the kitchenette’s wide variety of coffee choices for morning.  No other place offers you 30 different blends. Heading to the kitchenette wearing nothing since he never wears anything to bed, his cock is swinging freely. He doesn’t realize that Colleen from next door is standing at the corner of the balcony with a cup of coffee in her hands, her long manicured nails clicking the cup. As she glances over the short rail she sees Dale standing with his back to the window, his bare firm ass cheeks and tapered back, really short black hair.  She raises her eyebrow and slips back a bit so he doesn’t see her as he turns towards the bathroom to have his shower.

As Dale finishes his shower he wraps a towel around his waist and grabs his pot of coffee, cream and sugar, and places them all on a tray with a cup. He heads outside to enjoy his morning coffee in the cool Canadian air. Setting the tray down he pours himself his first cup of coffee. Adding sugar and cream to the cup he turns to see Colleen standing at the same spot she was at last night.

“Good morning,” he says.

“Good morning to you. How did you sleep?” she asked.

“I slept well, thank you. And you?”

“Heavenly!” She smiles a sweet sexy smile that brightened up the whole balcony with its beauty.

Dale looks over and sees that she is still wearing the same green house coat but now that the sun is coming up on the far side of the hotel behind Dales room he can tell that she wasn’t wearing any panties this morning. Standing the way she was he can see right to her hips and didn’t see the waist of her panties like he did last night. As he stood there, coffee in hand and a towel wrapped around his waist, he never even realized that he wasn’t wearing anything under his towel either.

Dale is a fairly decent looking guy, 5’9” 180 lbs; a good physique for 47 and no fat belly that most guys have at his age. A hairy chest with dark curly hair with grey mixed in that extends slightly down the center of his stomach all the way down below his belly button. His towel was wrapped around his waist just above his pubic bone. Colleen thinks “hmmm, he trims his pubic hair,” and judging from what she saw through the patio door when he came out of the bedroom, he has to work out with those tight buns.

Dale’s first cup of coffee empty, he heads back to the table to fix a second cup of coffee.

“Did you want a cup?” he asked Colleen.

“I would love one, yes. Thank you.”

She moves to the short rail that barely reaches mid thigh as she reaches her cup over. Dale pours her a cup.

“Cream or sugar?”

“Just sugar please.”

Dale returns the pot and comes back with the sugar. As Colleen leans over to get a spoonful her robe falls open and her large well shaped tits fall out in all there glory. Dale’s cock jumps with desire and starts to lift the towel as he gets harder and harder the closer he gets to this goddess.

She pulls her robe closed and smiles up at him, “Oops, sorry!”

Dale smiles at her, “I don’t mind at all, there are very nice.” As his cock begins to push hard against his towel threatening to unwrap it.

A silence passes as there eyes lock and they see each other’s desire to have the other. Colleen is the first to break the spell as she steps back with her eyes slowly leaving his green eyes, strong jaw line with a small thin goatee and well trimmed mustache. Glancing down is hairy chest with his well defined pecs and the outline of his abs, not really a six-pack but well defined just the same, all the way down to the towel and his waist. She sees again his well trimmed pubic area above the towel that is threatening to unravel because of his large 9 inch erection that is standing straight out. Her heart skips a beat, her breath catches in her chest and she turns quickly away to avert attention to the burning desire that has caused her nipples to stiffen, her pussy to dampen, and her lips to throb.

Dale watches as she turns away and smiles as he knows she was looking at his raging hard-on that he has no way of hiding and really doesn’t want to. He wants this women to know that he wants to run his hands along her body while kissing those soft sensuous lips and lick those long hard nipples until she screams with desire. Then slam his big cock into that hot tight little pussy of hers, and doesn’t care if she knows it.

Colleen takes a deep breath and turns back to Dale, her brown eyes looking into his.

“Dale, I think we both know that we want each other, but I just don’t jump into bed with the first hot guy I see. So if you want this…”

She opens her robe and drops it to the floor so Dale can see her full figured body, not fat or a lot of extra rolls, just softness from age and maturity. A body that doesn’t spend a ton of time in a gym yet is taken care of through proper diet and day to day activity. Her large breasts have a slight sag but mostly from there immense size with her areola light pink about 2 inches across, topped with her long hard nipples. With a thin landing strip of pubic hair leading right to the top of her lips about an inch wide and dark brown in color.

“… You will have to earn it,” she continued. “I will let you watch me and in turn I will watch you, but if you want to touch it and kiss it, you will need to make me want you like no other.”

With that she turns her back to him and ties her robe at the waist. He gets a full view of her perfectly shaped round ass and her hot, puffy, wet, pussy lips. She picks up her house coat and heads back inside.

 

(Image Source: Marc Dorcel)