It was the same thing every morning as David left for work. He
would jump into his car, pull out of the driveway and stop at the
corner coffee shop to get a coffee for the trip into work. Each
morning, he would see the same woman standing waiting for a bus and
she would always make his imagination soar. There was something about
her pale skin with an abundance of freckles that led him to believe
that she was a real redhead but, being a shy fellow, he never offered
her a ride. Apart from the fact that she was a really good looking
woman in her late thirties, she appeared to have an air of aloofness
even though she would smile as his car pulled into the parking lot.
One morning as he was pulling away from the drive-thru window, the
reporter on his radio news said that the bus services were shut down
because of a wildcat strike. It was David's opportunity! He eased his
car up to the bus stop and got out. Her smile was more reserved not
knowing exactly what he was about to say. "Excuse me," he said, "I
just heard that the bus drivers had gone on a wildcat strike and
thought you should know."
"Damn," she said as her exasperation tool hold. "I cannot be late
for work today!" After offering her a ride, she reluctantly accepted
and got into his car as he held the door for her. She told him where
she worked and David headed out. On the way, she introduced herself as
Linda and thanked him profusely for his kindness and, as she put it,
"saving my ass". David laughed and replied, "It looks to me like it is
an ass that is well worth saving!" She blushed at his direct comment
but David was not apologetic. She did have an incredible body. There
was no doubt this red headed beauty worked hard to maintain a great
figure. He also found out that she lived only a block away from him
and offered to pick her up if she needed a ride during the strike. She
was friendly, but David was still intimidated by the beauty and was
surprised when he blurted out, "maybe you can come over for dinner one
night?" If he wasn't driving he would have slammed his eyes shut in
agony at the sound of his question.
As he pulled up in front of her office complex, she looked a him,
leaned over kissing him on the cheek and thanked him. "I would also
love to come over for dinner one night."
That night, David could not get Linda out of his mind. After
jacking off in bed at the thought of her being at his side, he went to
sleep and dreamt about her and wondered if her hair was really red.
When he awoke the following morning, he showered quickly and left a
bit earlier and parked outside her condo. As she got into his car, he
simply asked, "Tonight?" Linda said yes right away and on their way to
work, David arranged to pick her up at her office and they could go
straight to his condo. In the middle of the day, he left his office
and picked up some groceries then returned to his home to quickly
clean and change the sheets on his bed. He didn't think that Linda
would jump into bed with him, but if she did, he did not want the
yellow dry stain of his cum puddle there to greet her. After cleaning
the bathroom, he washed the cleanser off his hands and left to pick
up his red headed guest.
Linda was just leaving work when David pulled up in front of her
building and she climbed in beside him with a familiarity that
surprised him. Where once he thought she was aloof, Linda was actually
quite relaxed and easy-going as she spoke openly. There was something
of a little girl within this 38-year old beauty but there was no doubt
in his mind that she also had a very erotic side to her. By the time
they had arrived at David's condo, he was glad he had changed the
sheets on his bed. He told Linda to make herself comfortable while he
started dinner. To his surprise, she sat at the breakfast bar and
watched as he began to undertake his second great love - cooking. He
had always loved to cook and had developed a unique style and a
culinary talent that rivaled the most proficient chef. David turned
down her offer of help as he effortlessly mixed ingredients with herbs
and spices. Before long, he uncorked the Merlot he had selected to
accompany the Chateau Briand and then plated the meal that was almost
as impressive as the food itself. The two sat at the dining room table
and spoke about everything in their world but eventually the chatter
turned more intimate. "Are you really a red head?" David asked
candidly after being loosened by the wine. Linda gave him an odd look
at the question and suddenly arose from the table, excusing herself to
the washroom. "Shit," David muttered to himself, "I guess that was the
wrong question. As Linda made her way to the bathroom, she called back
to her host, "The meal was fabulous David."
He was about to see if Linda was alright since she had been gone
for some time. Much longer, he thought, than it would take a woman to
go pee and rose from the table to go to his beautiful red-headed
companion. As he got into the hallway, he heard the bathroom door open
and went back to sit at the table. His back was facing the hallway, so
he would not have seen her come through but he did feel her hands on
his shoulders. She bent down and kissed his ear then whispered, "I
thought rather than answering your question in words, I would simply
show you." David's eyes grew wide as he jerked around his eyes looking
directly at a manicured patch of soft red hair that framed her swollen
pussy lips. "Holy shit!" David gasped, then as his eyes explored her
sweetly freckled flesh from head to toe, "you are gorgeous Linda." His
hands now were touching her bare waist and sides as he leaned forward
to kiss her soft red mound to her whispered moan. "Would you like me
for dessert?" her voice crackled through her sexual moan. David said
nothing, but stood, picked up this naked body in his arms and carried
her to the bedroom.
--CONTINUED--
Authored by: D.C.S. O'Malley - ISBN 0-9732798-0-X
