I met her by chance. In the supermarket parking lot, the seam of her shopping bag had torn. The way she squatted down and her tight dress slipped to dizzying heights - I simply had to help her pick up the things that had scattered within a radius of three meters.

After picking up the food, she asked if she could buy me a coffee as a thank you for my help. Not wanting to make my greed obvious, I said, "Yes," after pausing for a moment.
Our conversation in the iced coffee was surprisingly amusing. She lived very close to the supermarket, just like me. And despite the pleasant conversation and a certain familiarity, my nervousness wouldn't go away.

I ran frantically through the rooms of the apartment. The wine was ready in the fridge. I had chosen a white, sporty shirt for my clothes, which was very loose and loose-fitting and didn't show my belly so obviously. I had chosen black fabric trousers - even at the risk of my arousal becoming visible under certain circumstances

She took the first few steps. I couldn't get enough of the sound of her heels on the steps. Now just put them together.

The caramel-colored costume she was wearing looked great on her. "Hello Jan, it was a stone's throw to come to you."
"That's nice to meet you, hello Kirsten. Why don't you come in?"
"Should I take my shoes off?"
"No, please leave them on."

Kirsten seemed to consist only of legs that ended in a beautifully shaped bottom. The skirt clung to him so tightly that no creases could form. "Can I help you out of your blazer?" Not waiting for an answer, I helped Kirsten out of it. The white lace-trimmed blouse hid nothing as Kirsten stood in front of the large living room window and seemed to melt into the sunlight. It gave me an idea of the pleasure her breasts could give me.
"Sit down, Kirsten, make yourself at home. I don't take table etiquette too seriously. What do you think, is twenty o'clock too early for a good drop of wine?"
"No, I don't think so, Jan. But you'll have the guilt and responsibility for me later if I don't come home," she said with a smile. It was simply stunning the way her shiny black hair moved as she laughed.
"Then I'll get us a bottle."
Kirsten sat casually on the couch and made herself comfortable.
"What kind of wine did you buy? A semi-dry one?" "Yes," I said. And poured it out.
"I suppose you prefer antique furniture?"
"That depends. I like rooms with contrasting designs, it can also be more modern. How are you furnished?"
"Quite normal, Jan, nothing special, just average." "I don't think so, Kirsten, with your good taste in clothes, I think your apartment is also very nicely furnished."
"I'll take that as a compliment. I hope the skirt isn't too short for the first meeting and against the rules."
I laughed out loud. "You're not serious Kirsten. If I could, I would forbid you to wear anything other than skirts under threat of punishment. An attractive woman shouldn't hide her beautiful legs."
Kirsten seemed very pleased with the compliment. "Don't give me too many compliments Jan, there's a risk I'll get overconfident." "Never mind, I think I'd be happy to get over it."

Kirsten and Jan had already approached each other halfway. Both sofas were at right angles to each other. The backrests of both almost bumped into each other.
Their legs, initially crossed tightly, relaxed and opened slightly. The shoe on the right leg only rested halfway on the foot. It rocked back and forth. It seemed to have developed such a momentum of its own that it almost fell off her foot. She didn't seem to be as calm as Kirsten appeared. Jan himself had shed most of his nervousness. You could see his emotional state in his pants. They had bulged slightly and you could guess what storms of emotion were raging inside him.
It was clear that Kirsten noticed. They both played it off for the time being. Their posture clearly showed that this evening promised to be quite interesting.

Of all things, this had to happen now: My penis became independent. The skirt, which kept sliding up from time to time, had not failed to have an effect on me. I hope I can survive this. It was slowly getting dark. "Can I order us something to eat?" "No thanks Jan, unless you're hungry." "No, not really."
"I would be hungry, she said, but for you."
I was speechless. "There you go," she said with a seductive smile and decided to sit next to me on the two-person sofa. I had imagined the evening to be like this, but I had never experienced a woman taking the initiative before.

Jan interested me from the very first moment. Although he was getting on in years, he looked very youthful. He had to be around 40. Then we were probably separated by 15 years.
He had prepared everything perfectly, but he wasn't the kind of man who takes the initiative quickly.
My arms went over his shoulders and I pulled him close. I ran my tongue along his lips and felt every nook and cranny.
His feigned resistance faded. His mouth surrendered and I ran my tongue inside him.
He was only too happy to take me in. A storm of emotions broke loose inside me. Somehow everything fit. It seemed as if I had been waiting all these years for him.
Exciting warmth spread through my body. I would have loved to unite with him immediately. The urge to feel him inside me was almost overwhelming, but I didn't want to deprive him or myself of this sweet delay. I playfully prevented his hands from pulling up my skirt and didn't let him explore the unknown zones.
His whole body began to tremble. It seemed to increase his excitement immeasurably.
A quick glance at his trousers showed me that he was just as nervous as I was. I opened the zipper with practiced grips. My hands freed his stiff lust from his pants.
What I saw there more than satisfied me. In the light of the wall panels, his best part shimmered seductively through the moisture. He was so wet. It looked as if he had already poured himself out once.
I gently caressed the tip of his glans with my fingernail. It seemed to do it a lot of good because it released a lot of fluid.
Jan's hands approached the buttons of my blouse with restraint. I let him have his way. And pushed myself towards him, not letting his penis out of my hands.
Two very gentle hands pushed my bra down and dealt with my nipples, which were very swollen due to my arousal. They circled and explored them. My whole body seemed to bathe in heat.

As his mouth approached my breasts and tried to take them in completely, my abdomen seemed to swell immeasurably.

He could have all of me now. I was ready for anything and more. We both sank onto his living room carpet. Any way would have been too far now.
He took complete possession of me and forced his lips and tongue into my mouth.
I took him in with pleasure. The room seemed to be spinning. Everything else apart from the two of us became uninteresting.
I gently took his penis with the palm of my hand and massaged it. The moisture made it slide up and down him.
Jan kissed me even more vigorously and intensely. It showed me in no uncertain terms that I was on the right track.
I willingly pushed myself towards him and opened my legs. I absolutely needed his delicate fingers. They simply had to take my lust to new heights.
His hands felt their way to my center. I received Jan with a wetness that he had apparently not expected.
He tenderly and gently stimulated my clitoris. I thanked his hands with bursts of moisture. He gently and carefully inserted two fingers into me and filled me up. I enjoyed it, it was wonderful. In my condition, he could have inserted his whole hand. My body was vibrating like crazy.
Our kisses wouldn't stop. The wildness gave way to a tenderness that I didn't think Jan was capable of.
He explored me, savoring everything. He turned me around and led his member on an expedition into my abdomen.
Circling his abdomen, he pushed in and out. Going deep, exploring every corner of me. My first orgasm followed, which gripped me like a wave and wanted to carry me away.

He was tight inside me. I acknowledged every little movement he made with soft moans. He didn't seem to be able to hold on much longer. His face radiated great lust. Our movements became faster and faster. Our lower bodies cheered each other on. We had lost control of them. Jan reared up. He propped himself up on the carpet with his fists. His strong arms were visibly tensed and he seemed to overstretch his head backwards. He paused for a split second. Then he exploded and poured himself inside me. My last orgasm seemed to want to take me out of this world. It came with a force that made it almost impossible for me to breathe. Exhausted, we both sank into each other.
We stroked each other gently. I was the first to speak. "I don't think we'll have to tear any more stitches in the future."
"You're right about that, Kirsten. I think we'll always go shopping together from now on."
The tender look they both gave each other said it all.

From "Magic Sex 2 " - "A purchase with serious consequences" by Sven Dähling - Carl Stephenson Verlag

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