Lunch with DonnabyTheeeeee1©
Thank you for selecting my post about lunch with Donna. Before you start reading, let me assure this is a true story. It happened yesterday, August 5, 2010. The only thing I knowingly changed was the name of the woman. I selected the name Donna because of a relationship I had with a Donna when I was a teenager but that would be another story wouldn't it. I hope you enjoy reading this and please feel free to leave comments and don't forget to vote.
Ever so often something happens that reaffirms life is worth living. Yesterday was one of those days for me. Life can be GREAT!
Before I go on let me give you a description of Donna and me, as well as a little background that led up to yesterday.
Donna is an early 20s woman who works at a local car dealership. I have always found her to be very attractive and friendly. In the last few months she has lost a lot of weight by going to the gym each night after work. Now she looks hot by anyone's standards. Each time I have seen her, even from the beginning, I have ended up fanaticized about seeing her outside of workplace although I knew it would never happen. The last two times I have seen Donna, she seemed to be overly talkative and friendly. She has hugged me and repeatedly reached out touching my hands and arms while telling me about leaving her husband and starting a new 'lonely' life.
Now let me tell you a little about me. I am married, overweight and 59 years old with more medical conditions than I care to think about. That includes being impotent. My wife of 40 years and I live together although we haven't lived together intimately in several years since she went through menopause.
Now about yesterday. It was a hot day and Donna was definitely dressed to stay cool. She had on a very thin silky tank top that stopped just above her bellybutton. Her equally thin bra, which did nothing to hide her puffy nipples, was clearly visible through her top. This along with loose fitting khaki shorts and tennis shoes left her looking cool and being hot at the same time. Of course she was her normal friendly, talkative and touchy-feely self.
After a chest to chest hug that lasted a lot longer than necessary (Mind you I'm not one to complain!) Donna answered my questions. I know I should have left well enough alone but I didn't.
Seeing it was just before noon, I asked, "What time do you go to lunch?"
"In about 10 minutes. Why?" Donna replied.
"Just thought I might buy you a burger then we could go up to the park and have a little impromptu picnic. That is if you won't be embarrassed to be seen with an old man like me." I told her.
"You're not an old man! Give me 5 minutes and I'll be ready. Get the ac on in your car so it will cool down." Donna told me as she winked and walked away.
True to her word she was walking out the door and towards my car in 5 minutes. Trying to be the gentleman I got out and opened the door for her. As she sat down I was treated to fantastic view of her flawless legs. Without fastening her seatbelt, Donna leaned forward and lifted the hem of her tank top so the cool air would blow up her top.
"That feels so refreshing." she sighed as the cool air refreshed her. After a few moments Donna sat back, fastened her seatbelt, leaned the seat back and closed her eyes.
"Just go through the drive-thru at Mickey D's and head to the park. Get two of whatever you want to eat because I'm starved." she said without opening her eyes.
After a quick trip though the drive-thru I headed toward the park. I will admit I was having trouble concentrating on my driving because not only was the ac cooling Donna down it was causing me to heat up. You see Donna's nipples were now hard and pressing firmly against her bra and tank top. She must have sensed I kept sneaking looks at her chest because she soon smiled and said, "Yea. They are hard. It's partially from the ac and partially from...Oh, I better not say that."
"You're right they are hard...hard not to look at. Too bad they have to be held back by your bra and tank top." I responded.
Without saying a word, Donna reached under her tank top and unfastened her bra before slipping first one arm then the other out of the straps. Pulling it out from under her top, she tossed it in my lap.
"I can't take my top off because you wouldn't be able drive." she told me as she leaned the seat back more in order to get more comfortable. I'm sure she knew what she was doing because she lifted the hem of her shirt letting more cool air blow onto her chest.
It only took a few more minutes for us to get to the park. Donna immediately suggested we sit at one of the tables at the top of the hillside. Of course we did what she wanted. Donna sat on one side of the table and I sat across from her while we ate and enjoyed talking. As soon as we finished, Donna gathered up the trash and went to throw it away. When she returned, instead of sitting across from me she sat down next to me.
"So did you like the show on the way up here?" she asked with a knowing look in her eyes.
"What show?" I asked trying to keep a straight face.
"You know exactly what show!" she said as she jabbed me in the ribs with her elbow.
"You don't mean you nipples and then your partial striptease do you?" I asked with a grin.
"Yea. That's what I meant. Well, did you enjoy it?" she asked again.
"Yes and I'm still enjoying it!" I told her.
Not knowing what I meant Donna looked down and saw that her top was hanging away from her chest giving me a unobstructed view of not only her cleavage but her nipples and most of her breasts.
"Well, I guess you are!" she said jabbing me again.
"Look! What kind of animal is that? Is it a beaver or a ground hog or something like that?" Donna asked as she pointed off in the distance.
Now I have pretty good eyes but I didn't see anything. "Where?" I asked as I continued to look off to the left. As I looked for this elusive animal, I sensed Donna stand up, bend over at the waist and point again. When she stood back up she said, "I guess I was wrong." That said she put her left foot on the table beach and moved around so that she way standing straddling my lap with her totally hairless pussy right at face-level. You see while I was looking, Donna had let her loose shorts (She didn't have any panties on.) slip down her legs when she stood up. This all happened so quickly that I hardly had time to think about it.
"Well, did you save room for desert?" Donna asked as she sat down on the table directly in front of me leaving me sitting between her spread legs. Sliding forward until her ass was right on the edge of the table, Donna smiled and leaning back on her elbows she waited.
That was all the invitation I needed. Ever so slowly I kissed up her left thigh from her knee to where her leg joins her body. Then I kissed up her right thigh and across her smooth mons pubis. I couldn't resist any longer so I backed away just a little before parting her swollen outer lips with my tongue and licking all the way up to her clit. When my tongue touched her hard clit, Donna allowed a loud moan to escape.
"Oooooh. Please don't stop! Lick right there! Oooooh, suck it! Suck it hard! Suck it very hard!"
As I alternated licking, sucking and tongue fucking her hot wet hole, Donna soaked my beard with her cum juices. It was some of the sweetest tasting juices I have ever experienced since my first taste of pussy when I was 17 years old. Suddenly Donna grabbed two hands full of hair and pulled my mouth tight against her pussy. I almost thought I would get a whiplash as her ass rocked up of picnic table. Finally she pushed my mouth away and told me, "You've got to stop. I can't take any more. Remember I have to go back to work so I need to be able to stand up and walk. Let me up. I want to fuck you before we go. I need to feel your dick inside of me!"
With that Donna sat up and leaned forward to kiss me. Now I had a dilemma to deal with. Like I said earlier, I'm impotent. I have the desire. I can cum. I just can't get an erection firm enough to have intercourse. That was simply what I told Donna as she got off the table and reached for my zipper.
"Let me understand this. You can cum. You just can't fuck. Do you enjoy having your dick sucked?" Donna inquired.
"Sure I enjoy a blowjob! What guy doesn't?" I replied.
"Good. Take your pants off and lie down on the bench!" she told me.
"I can't do that. One of us half naked out here is more than enough." I said.
"Look around. Do you see anyone else? Do you think those people going by out on the road are going to see or care for that matter? Now, take your pants off and lie down before I have to get rough!" Donna demanded with a smile.
Standing up, I hesitated just long enough that Donna took the matter in hand. Unbuttoning and unzipping my pants, she quickly had them around my ankles.
"Now, take them off, straddle the bench and lie down!"
Looking around and seeing no one, I followed her directions. Lying back with my eyes closed, I hoped no one would decide to come into the park. Feeling Donna move over me I looked up just in time to see her straddle my face giving me another fantastic view of her pussy. Only this time I could see all the way from her asshole to her clit. Seeing a view like that was more than I had hoped for so I began to lick from one to the other. With this Donna shuttered, leaned forward and took my dick into her warm mouth. This girl was experienced at sucking dicks because in just a few minutes I had to begin fighting very hard not to cum.
I wasn't ready to do that. I was enjoying myself too much because I was tongue fucking her asshole. It was something my wife never liked for me to do but Donna was letting me do it and she liked it. I didn't want the moment to end but it ended all too quickly when both of us began to cum about the same time. Donna soaked my face and beard again and I shot multiple strings of cum into her mouth. She continued sucking until she was sure she had drained my dry and I pleasured her until she stood up and moved from over me.
"Looks like we have company." Donna told me as I lay there. "I sure hope they enjoyed the show!" she added.
With Donna putting her shorts back on, I sat up to see if we indeed had company and we did. At one table nearby, there was a young couple watching us intently and smiling. At another table down near the parking lot, there were two elderly women who seemed to be oblivious to either our sexual activities or us for that matter.
"While you put your pants back on I'm going to the bathroom. I'll meet you at the car." Donna said as she leaned down and kissed me deeply before turning and walking down the hill.
With that I stood up as discretely as I could, stepped into my shorts (No underwear either.), pulled them up and fastened them before having to walk near the table where the young couple was watching from.
"She's hot, dad. You're a luck man!" the guy said as his lady friend told him, "Shut up being rude!"
Once at the car I got the ac going and looked around for Donna's bra which I found hanging on the rearview mirror. (I still don't know how it got there.) With the bra in hand, I left the car running and walked over to the bathrooms.
"Donna, I have something you might need before you go back to work." I call through the open door.
Stepping to the doorway Donna saw the bra and said, "Thanks but I had planned on taking off my tank top on the way back in order to give you another show and put it back on at the same time."
"Really?" I questioned her.
"No! Just teasing." She replied as she again kissed me deeply and took the bra from me.
I made a quick stop in the men's room myself and tried to wash some of the smell of Donna's pussy off of my face and out of my beard. Just as I walked out of the bathroom and started to call out to Donna again I saw her standing beside the car waiting. After opening the door for her we headed back to her work place. Along the way we talked about our 'lunch.'
"You sure are full of surprises." I told her.
"Just wanted to keep you on your toes." She replied. "By the way. Where did you ever learn to eat pussy like that and what was that tongue fucking my asshole all about?"
"Practice makes perfect and I just wanted to keep you on my tongue and satisfied." I said. "I guess I need to apologize for my dick problem. It's just one of those things the doctors haven't been able to find the problem for, pills don't work and I guess it's something I'm not willing to talk about most of the time."
"I didn't mind at all. I love giving blowjobs in order to keep my man happy. Anyway it was much nicer than sucking on a big old hairy dick," Donna assured me as she reached over and squeezed my dick through my shorts.
"You better be careful. This old man might just ask you to lunch again next week." I warned her as I pulled into the parking lot at her work place.
"I'm counting on it!" Donna said with a grin and a wink before getting out of the car.
I sat and watched her walk away and it could have been my imagination but she seemed to have a little extra swing in her hips and spring in her step. Of course that could have been my imagination.
I continue this after our lunch next week...
Oh. By the way, I must not have done such a good job washing Donna's scent off my face and out of my beard because my wife asked me what I had eaten for lunch when I got home. I just ignored her and walked away smiling to myself. That may be another story if she ever figures it out.