Twenty eight year
old Paul Galasso had himself an older woman, a forty year old, recently
divorced posh piece by the name of Antonia Tarling-Toley, who was not only
ready willing and able she also had a huge house that backed onto the The Forest Ridge Golf
Club in the village of Forest Dean situated equidistant between
Shallowfield and Childean.
So the ease of
access to the house was almost as easy as it was to her.
The only snag was
that what had begun for him as a bit of fun with a fit older woman, and for her
some good energetic sex with a toy boy, had despite the age difference turned
into something else, as they had fallen in love.
On the rare
occasions that they managed to get to spend the night together they always made
the most of it but sometimes they had
to create opportunities and sometimes they just happened.
Paul Galasso was
playing a round of Golf at Forest Ridge, although in truth it was just a ruse,
he would tee off at the appropriate time and play the first three holes and
then meet Antonia in the woods for a kiss and a cuddle and if he was lucky into
her house for some choice sex, and as he was walking down the fairway he saw
her standing there just beyond the treeline.
Antonia was a very attractive woman, but
apart from the fact she was beautiful, sexy and breathtakingly sensual what set
his heart racing was the fact that he loved her.
It was a pleasant morning; warmer than it
had been the previous few days, but as those few days were actually very cool
that wasn’t really saying much.
But the skies were predominantly blue, for
the time being, with only broken cloud but the forecast had mentioned the
possibility of thunder later in the day.
The wind had a slight chill to it but was
fairly light and so wasn’t expected to affect anyone’s scorecards too much and
he was expecting a pleasant round.
Considering the morning’s bright weather
the course was very quiet when he teed off at 8.30 with no one waiting behind
him and a couple of twosomes were at least a three or four of holes ahead he
assumed that the majority had been put off by the mention of thunder.
As he approached, Antonia herself was
looking lovely,
“When didn’t she?” he thought to himself,
and he smiled when he noticed her ensemble.
She was wearing a grey flat cap with her shortish
blonde hair scraped into a pony tail sticking out the back.
But it was the rest of her outfit that made
him smile, it was as ever all matching and perfectly co-ordinated.
In deference to the season she was dressed
for the early autumn, in a white cotton shirt, beneath a pale blue argyle
cardigan, a knee length pleated skirt, very flattering, in the same grey fabric
as her cap and long argyle socks, her ensemble was then finished off with black
brogue Golf shoes and a pale blue glove.
“Damn she looks good” he thought
“Why are you dressed like that?” he asked
“I’m blending in” she said “after all, who
would look twice at another Golfer on a Golf course”
“I can see you have given it some thought,
but you would look a little more inconspicuous if you had a golf clubs, or a
club” he pointed out
“Good point” she considered
They had gone deep enough into the wood at
that point so as not to be visible and he kissed her.
The early sun and blue skies had quickly
been swallowed up by a blanket of grey cloud, and that cloud had since darkened
and was then distinctly inky, and distant rumbles of thunder could be heard and
it began to rain.
A fact that they were oblivious to as they
continued to kiss.
“I suppose going back to yours is out of
the question” he said hopefully
“I’m afraid so” she said “the engineer is
serving the boiler”
“That’s precisely what I had in mind” he
said
“Cheeky sod” she retorted but smiled
Which was the moment the heavens opened,
“Go on Toni” he said “make a dash for it”
“No” she said and hugged him “I want to
stay here with you”
“Ok” he said “but we need to move”
“God its savage” she said as they withdrew
deeper into the trees and they ran from cover to cover finishing up beneath the
shelter of an old oak tree.
For a few moments they stood watching the
rain fall like stair rods hammering into the ground as thunder rumbled
nearby
“Are you ok” he asked
“Yes” she said with a chuckle “a bit damp
but fine”
It was at that moment that he became aware
of just how damp she was, the front of her shirt was soaked and he could see
one plump round breast surmounted by a well erect nipple pushing through the
wet fabric.
Antonia noticed what was drawing his attention
and covered it promptly with her cardigan.
“Paul!” She snapped “is that all you think
about?”
She slapped him playfully and he just
shrugged, after all it was difficult not to stare at her almost naked tit, as
she had such beautiful titties.
“I don’t think you got me under here to
keep my dry” she said “you’re more interested in getting me wet”
And then she reached up and kissed him
gently in a long warm liquid kiss and then she broke away and smiled before
kissing him again this time more urgently, more animal and while her tongue was
engaged in his mouth her hand was inside his trousers groping his cock.
Which was when Paul joined in with relish
and she responded in kind, while their tongues darted and probed into each
other’s mouths their hands were busy elsewhere.
Antonia had completely extricated his
throbbing tool from his slacks and pants leaving him bare arsed and highly
aroused.
His hands in the meantime had unbuttoned
her shirt and were attempting to gain access to her magnificent tits only to be
thwarted by another layer of fabric belonging to an undergarment of an
undetermined nature, which was thin and not unpleasant to the touch so he
satisfied himself with groping her globes and teasing her nipples through the
material.
Antonia was stroking his shaft with her
gloved hand which was strangely erotic and a tad too pleasurable at that
juncture to continue too much longer so he slid his hands down to her waist and
began yanking her skirt up one handful at a time until he was able to reach his
hands inside it and get both of them on her gorgeous arse.
She relinquished her grip on his cock and
her arms were around his neck as they continued to kiss, though less intensely.
He grabbed at her knickers and tried to
pull them down but they resisted.
He correctly resolved that she was wearing
a one piece number so as Antonia disengaged her mouth from his and burrowed her
face in his neck instead and with the storm raging around them he slipped his
thumbs inside her knicker legs and with his fingers tracing the shape of her
buttocks they followed the lace trim slowly towards the gusset where one at a
time, slowly and deliberately he un popped the poppers and the last one was
greeted with a great booming clap of thunder and a purring sigh from Toni, and
with the liberated flesh at his disposal Pauls hands groped greedily at her
meaty well defined cheeks.
And as she nuzzled his neck, Paul’s hands
traversed her landscape until one hand paused on her soft belly poised to
descend and as if to hasten its arrival Toni began nibbling at his collar bone,
neck, earlobe, and then her tongue was in his ear.
Antonia trembled as his fingers crossed the
threshold and drifted through her corn coloured bush.
She stopped licking his ear and gulped then
a finger entered her well lathered creamy gash and she murmured loudly in his
ear and then wriggled and squirmed as he frigged her pussy.
As he continued, her moaning was in rhythm
to his until she climaxed.
Paul took a firm hold of rump and hoisted
her up to his level.
“oh yes please” she said dreamily and
kissed him as she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck and slid down his
shaft, letting out the loudest moan of pleasure as the velvet juice of her pussy
immersed his throbbing cock as she moaned audibly with pleasure.
Lightning flashed as he pushed her back
against the oak and thunder accompanied their performance.
Antonia’s gloved hand gripped a low bough
while her right forearm braced her weight on his shoulder enabling her to be
less passive and share some of the work load until her body shuddered and in a
panting moaning frenzy she screamed loudly into the storm.
They stayed motionless against the tree
holding onto the moment until they kissed and she sighed as he slowly withdrew
from her and lowered her to the ground.
After a prolonged hug they redressed
themselves, Antonia went behind a tree to adjust her undercarriage.
Paul always thought that kind of shyness
was nice, keeping something private, then he heard her having a pee, something
he always found strangely arousing.
Toni emerged from behind the tree as
perfect in appearance as she had been before he shagged her against a tree.
“Are you ok?” he asked
“Oh yes” she said very definitely and smiled
coyly
“What a silly question”
“There is something though” she said
“What’s that?” he replied
“This” she said and planted a kiss on his
lips
“Now” Antonia said “I have to go”
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