Chapter 5

Jim paused. "To hell with it," he said crisply. Then: "Listen. Get yourself together-we're going to make a night of it!"

They did just that. An excellent dinner at a charming steak house, thick slabs of beef grilled to perfection, a few potent drinks first to spark the appetite, and Anna was as happy as she had been in years. The restaurant was a newspapermen's hang-out, and the dark woods and comfortable leather exuded male taste. Jim was looking at her as she sipped her drink. "I've always heard that the direct approach works best," he said with a grin.

"Try it," Anna replied.

"I know this charming motel," Jim said. "It's only five minutes from here. Change the sheets every day, and there's a color t.v. in every room."

"I love t.v.," Anna replied.

Ten minutes later, Jim kicked shut the door to room 103 at the Sportsman's Haven, a clean modern motel where he seemed as well-known as he had been in the restaurant.

He turned down the bed covers, then began undressing. Anna watched with amusement, but inside she was shaking. Jim could read the signs. "New to this, are you?"

"It's a bit out of my daily experiences," Anna said.

"I'll turn down the lights," Jim said, moving to the wall switch. "Care to use the bathroom?"

"Maybe a shower," Anna said. "I'd feel better, I think."

Jim grinned. "I'll join you," he said. "It's been years since I've showered with a woman!" His grin took the edge off the remark.

Anna was surprised at how modest she was. She realized that there was no way to prevent Jim from seeing her naked, but it still brought a blush to her cheeks. He said nothing, but his smile took in her well-developed figure and helped put her at ease.

Once in the shower, with the warm water cascading over them, they were like two young lovers, delighting in each other's body.

Jim's soapy hands sought out her most sensitive areas, turning her around, doing her backside as well. She squirmed with a delicious sensual feeling that was totally new to her. Jim's hands were busy, and she felt herself urging him on, imploring him to explore every inch.

Then he handed her the soap.

Anna was on her knees, her sudsy hands running up and down the length of his erect member. She cupped his heavy scrotum in her hand, then directed the water flow into a warm rinse. She manipulated his shaft, loving the way it lengthened and thickened in her hand.

Then she leaned forward and kissed the tip, loving the soft velvet feel of it. Then-to her surprise-she opened her mouth and accepted half of his shaft, sucking it gently, for it was the first time that she had ever done such a thing.

Again to her surprise, Anna loved it, and she greedily sucked more, then moved her mouth away, staring at the object of her sudden worship.

"Just keep it up," Jim said. "You were doing great!"

Anna laughed, then licked the entire length of the shaft. The warm water, cascading on her back, added to the sensual delights she was experiencing.

Then she was on it again, sucking harder, working her tongue about the thick shaft. She had always wondered why women did this. It had always seemed to be nothing more than a service men demanded.

Anna had no idea it could be such a pleasure for the woman involved. She loved doing it, and she looked forward eagerly to doing it often.

Jim was moaning, and she realized that she had been so lost in her own pleasure that she had not taken notice of his erotic state. He was near climax, and he said to her, "Back off now or be prepared!"

She smiled, taking his thick member from her mouth. "I'd prefer that pleasure later on," she said. "For now-let's go to bed!"

Anna had never felt so excited in her life. She was stretched out and waiting while Jim toweled himself at the foot of the bed, his eyes fastened to the juncture of her thighs. Anna opened her legs and strummed her labia, smiling at the pop-eyed expression on Jim's face.

He dropped the towel and got into bed beside her. He was about to roll over atop her when she put a hand against his chest and said, "Let me!"

He did not protest. He lay on his back and Anna quickly rolled atop him, pillowing his face between her breasts. He felt his warm tongue on her nipples, then she reached between her legs and grabbed his throbbing shaft.

She arched her behind, positioned his member, then sank down upon it, shivering with erotic delight as she felt the first burst of penetration.

She wiggled her hips, settling more of his massive member inside her, and as she sat up straight, Jim reared up from the bed, capturing a breast in his hand, squeezing it and making her nipple protrude, an easy target for his hot, wet tongue.

She felt herself climaxing slowly, climbing as if on a roller coaster, seeing the top of the hill coming up, knowing that as soon as she reached it she would pitch over and fall quickly and breathlessly to the bottom. She cried out and Jim felt her vagina squeeze in convulsive. grasping motions around his penis, then she was sobbing on his shoulder, her breath hot and sweet.

That was one of the most spectacular nights in Anna's life. Jim was off on a sudden unexpected assignment the next day, begging off from their new-found affair.

Anna didn't hear from Jim for over two months, then....