With the upsurge in her son's after-school activities, Jeanie hadn't found any time to date in over a year. It had been even longer since she'd had se... with anyone other than her vibrator or her fingers. She'd always had an elevated sex drive, and lack of opportunity since her divorce had done little to change that. She couldn't stop the images drifting into her head, and after a few minutes, she didn't even try."Hey, I think your washers are shutting off."Jeanie started, and her cheeks. Until you are completely naked, letting your hard cock lead you to me. Leaving a trail of clothes in your wake. When you get to the bedroom I'm already on the bed. You see my bra hanging from one of the bed posts and my panties dangling from another. You grab my panties, feeling that they are wet from you pressing yourself against me. You climb on top of me and whisper sweet nothings in my ear. Then start to kiss, suck and nibble your way down my body. Paying close attention to my neck, nipples. I was entranced by this woman. I could fall in love with her. Or maybe I was already. I knew the last ferry to Sag Harbor would leave without me.She lived not too far away and in about five minutes we pulled into her driveway. Her cottage was set back off the road and in a large clearing surrounded by tall pines. It was a lovely little house filled with comfortable pillows and lots of plants. We stood in the living room in our damp underwear with goofy grins. "Pour some more wine while I take a. So after a few more drinks and failing to be bold enough to ask her to go to bed we settled for another date but I at least got a nice kiss and very close cuddle which confirmed my suspicion that Cindy had some nice C cup tits.About a week later I took Cindy out for another meal at an upscale restaurant and we had no problem enjoying each other’s company. The conversation was borderline naughty with huge amounts of double meaning which left me with the hint that Cindy may accept an invite to.