Sunday, October 13, 2013
From: Sassy
To: Greg
Subject: Re: Connection
Sent: Sun, Oct 13, 2013 10:42 AM
That was so fun! Hope you’re having a fun Sunday.
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From: Greg
To: Sassy
Re: Connection
Sent: Sun, Oct 13, 2013 11:38 AM
ok. I must admit. I’m having a fantasy about coming upon you parked in some lot, and taking another ride. Have you had any similar thought? Now I will be checking yahoo incessantly while I stroll Davis Square!!
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From: Sassy
To: Greg
Subject: Re: Connection
Sent: Sun, Oct 13, 2013 11:48 AM
Ha! You watching the HONK parade? I will be in Davis but not until 5 pm. Probably get out a little after 6 pm… is that too late for a ride?
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From: Greg
To: Sassy
Subject: Re: Connection
Sent: Sun, Oct 13, 2013 12:15 PM
Need be home prox 4. Free until then however. In south end now. What’s your early afternoon like?
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From: Sassy
To: Greg
Subject: Re: Connection
Sent: Sun, Oct 13, 2013 12:39 PM
Oh Greg… you tempt me so!
Could we meet in Somerville at… 2 pm or 2:30 pm? There’s a wooded parking lot off Central Street, at about 17 Willoughby Street, Somerville, MA. I’ve only been there at night… not sure of its daytime possibilities, but worth a look?
What are you thinking of doing? 🙂
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From: Greg
To: Sassy
Subject: Re: Connection
Sent: Sun, Oct 13, 2013 12:46 PM
Great. See you there at 2!!
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I raced to eat some lunch, shower and dress and head out to meet Greg! It is so wonderful to be wanted, to read that urgency in his messages.
I drove out to Somerville and turned down the street to the wooded parking lot. There was Greg walking down the hill! I pulled up beside him, rolled down the window and said, “Hiya hot stuff!” He looked rather shocked, then realized it was me. He climbed into the passenger seat and I rolled on to the back of the lot along a wall, shaded by trees but still more open than I would’ve liked.
We kissed and he kept an eye out. No one drove in there, but people walked through now and then. I tried to get him to relax… so what if people see an older couple kissing? It was tough for me to tell if the risk made him more excited or nervous. Some mixture of both. He put his hand up under my top, squeezing my breasts, pulling the left one out of my bra. He had this way of flicking the nipple with his thumb while massaging the rest with fingers and twisting… made my clit buzz! He pressed my clit with his palm through my jeans. Mmmm…
I played with his stiff cock through his jeans, then undid his belt buckle, pulled down his zipper and worked his cock out into the open air. He glanced around, very wary but there was no one around. I squeezed him and circled him with my hand, pumping up and down. I leaned over to suck him into my mouth.
He sneezed. Achoooo! Once…twice… three times. He hid his face in his elbow. I said “Bless you!” He thanked me. I looked into his eyes and… they were bloodshot and swollen!
“Do you have cats?” he asked, sneezing twice more.
“Yes… two cats.”
“Ugh. I’m allergic,” he sighed.
“Oh no! Can you take something?” I asked.
“No… I’m on prostate meds. The allergy meds conflict with them… ugh,” he explained. My mind raced. Was I going to lose a guy to pet dander? I tried to think of ways we could get around this! But even when I showered and wore fresh clothes… my car was probably not cleanable enough. And… arrgh! Even though this was a disaster, I had to repress a laugh. Just my luck!
“Keep going…” he asked, pressing my head into his lap. I took him down my throat. He sneezed and wheezed and I tried my best not to pay attention. I sucked and licked, knowing I did not have long before he would have to stop. He moaned sweetly between sneezes. I was very glad I had his cock down my throat so I couldn’t laugh. It’s not funny. But it is. I moaned and hummed, pumped him deep into my throat and swallowed all around him.
He grabbed my hair, held me in place and came hard, his hips bucking, squirting shot after shot of white hot cum down my throat. I got it all down. Yum.
He sneezed again, three more times! His eyes were nearly swollen shut.
“You need to go,” I stated. He nodded.
“I’m sorry, I…ACHOO!” he sneezed four more times as he tucked himself back in and returned his pants to a decent configuration. “Can you drop me at my car up on Highland? ACHOO!”
I righted my clothes, opened the windows, and drove him up the hill. The air seemed to help, though his face was such a red mess!
We got to the corner of the street he named and he asked me to stop there. He kissed me once more, then popped out of the car and walked away.
I sat there laughing. I know that’s so wrong of me but… how many different ways for a meet to go South can there be for me to discover?!
I wrote him a note on my phone. Poor man. I hope he feels better soon.
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From: Sassy
To: Greg
Subject: Re: Connection
Sent: Sun, Oct 13, 2013 3:24 PM
You are so fun! YUM!
