Summer had ended, not much had changed, the scenery had grown drab and dreary with the fall clouds looming over the lake town, college kids had partied all summer and headed back to spend their parents retirement money, High School kids were busy trying to speed up their time in school so as to embrace another summer of freedom.
Monty, was working, nothing new there. His eventful summer was merely a memory now, as work was full scale, the factory was keeping him busy, 12 hr shifts with very few days off. Time to stash away some play money for a holiday. Tuesday before Thanksgiving would be here soon, an actual mini vacation, his mind filled with all he could do but totally unprepared for what and who he would be doing.

5 a.m. break had finally arrived, just 2 more hours and freedom would be his, the next 2 hours, he knew would drag on mercilessly. At 6, his phone buzzed, a text message, he did not recognize the number, the message simply read, "hurry home"

In a frenzy, Monty hustled to his truck, he let it warm a bit to clear the windows, while he checked his pistol in the glove box. Just in case the message was a precursor for bad things at home. He drove the few blocks home in a few minutes, not even waving to the school kids on the corners, awaiting the bus. His driveway empty, doors appearing to be closed tight, windows intact. He pulled in the drive, shut off the motor and walked to the back of the house, Nothing strange or out of place, took a moment to acknowledge his dogs in thier pen and then went inside. Clutching his pistol , tucked into his jeans, he carefully walked from room to room. Nothing, wtf, he mused in his mind, must be some joke or a wrong # text.

a shower was in store, after a long night, it seemed to be a good way to relax, , started the water running, stripping down in the hallway, turned the stereo on and laid out some clothes, Steam was belching from the bathroom when he walked in, then stepped into the tension releasing spray. Music filled the house, and old Rod Stewart song, Maggie May was blaring as Monty crooned along ,(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7T5hYlUsQ0s), his own gravely voice and the shower drumming on his lean physique covering the footsteps coming down the hall.
She stood there, taking his silhouette in, staring at his manhood, biting into her bottom lip. It was easy for Amber, she began disrobing, first her skirt, then her top, no undergarments to remove, she had been planning this for a while now. When she first spoke up, her squeaky voice startled Monty into tearing back the shower curtain and then his jaw dropping. A lot of things go through a mans mind when a strange voice in his house startles him, even more when the voice is accompanied by a bronze beauty a mere 6 ft away standing naked as a jaybird, with all the right curves in the right places and points setting well firm and high.
"What the fuck, how'd you get in here?" Monty barked. Amber strolled over, reaching to him, "Now stud, do not be upset with me, I knew where the key was, and called your work and asked when you were getting off, besides I text you earlier, to be prepared" grinning coyly. "That was you" puzzled, "how did you get my number", Amber had him now, her hand already gripping his manhood, making it grow, as she got in the shower with him. "Your sis gave me the number, cute kid, but not as cute as you". Monty half heartedly pushed her hand away, and then grabbed her by each shoulder looking her straight in the eye "what the fuck are you doing?' Her reply, any man would have loved "well I thought you would have figured it out by now, but if it gets you going hearing it, I'm game. I'm gonna fuck your legs off while your on your mini vacation, that way I can be extra thankful this Thanksgiving." She reached behind him, firmly slapping her small hands into his ass and drawing his body up against hers.
How could he resist, they had the encounter during the summer, and she was fine. Shower sex right after work, hell yeah, now this was living. Monty rose his hands to her face, holding her cheeks tightly, leaning in to devour her lips, seeking out her tongue and pushing her head back with the force of his kiss. The hot water, the gorgeous woman, it was all overpowering, his hard on was raging and it had been a long time since the summer romp. They soaped each other softly, him taking in every inch of her curves, she on the other hand admiring his tool, and always ending each stroke along his body at the tip of his cock. Their bodies merging into a wet mass, passion now was creating the steamy windows, Monty turning her around and soaping her back, the soap cascading down her back over that sweet ass, she reached back pulling him towards her, almost guiding him into her. Monty's cock throbbing, nearly to enter her wet hot love tunnel and for fucks sake the water went cold. They both skreeked a bit as the hot water lost its pressure and the cold tap water instantly sent them scurrying into the bathroom floor. "damn, Monty cursed, "thats fucking cold" Amber spun, her nipples fully erect, was it the sudden cold, or was she still red hot or maybe a little of both, she glanced down at the object of her affection and snickered "looks like I better warm this guy back up a little"
Monty gave her a shit eating grin and pulled her close, lifting her up and cupping her ass, her legs swinging around him, they walk as one to his bedroom. there he lowered them down, kissing her full on again, this time finding the piercing in her tongue, and smiling to himself, his lips covering her cheekbone, then down along her neck, wet from the shower, he drank her up and down, over her shoulder into the sides of her heaving breast, slowly taking a droplet of water the the tip of her hard nipple, then sucking it and her nipple into his teeth, suckling there for a moment as his hands roamed freely over her tight little body. Her hands were exploring too, she caressed his arms, tweedled her fingers in his hair and slowly managed to stroke his cock in between sighs of pleasure.
Monty was thorough, he went from side to side, giving her and expert tongue bath after her shower, he was nearing her thigh when he rolled her over and started the whole thing over, across her shoulder blades and then down her spine. This woman was gonna be pleased, or he was going to wear out his tongue trying. Down to her ass he licked, into each cheek Biting gently then rubbing away the sting, parting her cheeks then easing his tongue into her ass, Monty dropped from the bed corner to his knees, pulling her back to its edge and spreading her ass and legs, he was gonna lick this girl, and lick her good, easing his chin into her, his tongue stroking along the lips of her vagina, stroking it from side to side and every so often nuzzling her asshole with his nose. Amber was beginning to get hotter and wetter than the shower she had moments ago left, her hips were beginning to move independent of her thoughts, pushing her pussy back against Montys strong tongue, she reached down to massage her clit, only to find it covered with Monty's lips, sucking it into his teeth as his tongue stroked it from side to side, he let it slip away from his lips and then lifted it with his tongue, holding it hard and taught, then letting it fall back into place, Ambers oohs and moans were indicating this indeed was very affective, her hand came back and began rubbing at her clit vigorously, Monty's tongue again waltzing along her pussy lips, and up to her ass, he slowly pushed his tongue into her and she whelped in excitement. a feeling she had never had. Monty licked up her ass over her cheeks and once again up her spine, goose bumps following close behind his tongue, His strong hands holding her quivering body, she wanted him inside her badly, and now. Again, Monty easily flipped Amber over. almost pissing her off, she loved doggy and just new that was next, but no way, he wanted to see her face while he licked her twat, wanted to see her lips clamp tight, see her bite into her lip as wave after wave of pleasure ripped through her body, he spread her wide and dove in. this time lapping at her vigorously, like a dog needing water his tongues lapped in her juices, , stroking her clit, almost lifting her body with each slurp. Her body contorting inside, the muscles in her belly contracting each time his tongue swept over her hard throbbing blood engorged clit. Ambers thighs were beginning to tremble, orgasm was knocking on the door. this was gonna be good and Monty knew it. he pulled his face away, nibbled up her belly and then onto her tits, her body wanted to let go, wanted to writhe in orgasm and yet he pulled away, then slowly eased a finger into her dripping pussy, his thumb applying pressure against her love button and then another finger easing inside, his opposite hand alternating rolling her nipples, his little finger perched at her asshole, fingers all working in unison, stroking a pussy almost ready to explode, his pace quickening, her hips bucking, her moans becoming gutteral, her breathing in rapid succession. She was gonna cum hard, finally she arched her back and let go, her orgasm was extreme, she kept cumming, her body simply convulsing and then finally , a squirt of love juice exploding from inside her, she was in shock, how had this man made her do this, He marveled in this too.


stay tuned for the next entry hope you all enjoyed the first part of foreplay