After Laura

"I'm coming, oh yeah, coming, fuck me deep, deeper, fuck me, ahh ahh, ahh..."

We collapsed in a pile and lay for a few minutes, breathing hard , smelling the scent of our love making and enjoying a post-coital languor.

"I'm 52 year old and I haven't been fucked like that for years," she said. "I haven't been fucked at all for years." Then we lay in silence for a few minutes, both thinking about how much we needed each other to fuck.

"You called me Miss O'Brien," she said at last.

"Yeah," I said, I know your name is Juanita, but it's sexier that way for me."

"You really do like stockings don't you?" she asked.

"I adore them", I replied, and I showed her how much by kissing the tops of her stockings.

"I'll wear them for you everytime," she promised.

""Every time?" I asked teasingly. "Yeah I guess I will need a lot more lessons."

"What time do you have to be home, "she asked.

"I'm supposed to be spending the night with Phil, my friend, but if I call him he'll cover for me," I said.

She rolled over. "Here's the phone," she said, and when your done, would you..."

"I 'm sorry, I didn't hear you," I said.

"Would you , umm, you know, eat me from behind again?"

I grinned at her as I dialled Phil's number. If you let me kiss your toes again."

She smiled, and despite her smudged make-up and drinking and her goofy shoes, I knew that this was going ot be summer I would never forget.

"Miss O'Brien," I said, "you really are a first- class cunt."