A Rainy Day Leads To A Great Sex

 For the first time in many years, I was in an empty house.  I guess I should explain that. We married young and had a daughter soon after. My husband was home every night except for the two years the Army kept him away.  So, most of my life I had a husband or a kid with me, every night and day. I have to admit there were times I thought I needed a break from the kids but, I loved my husband in my bed every night! I have always had a burning desire for sex.

Now, the youngest daughter was off to college. My husband had started a new job that required him to be gone all week. I guess to be more exact it was the same type of work just not around home.  It was Thursday and I hadn’t had sex since Monday morning.

I had changed jobs too. I had been a nurse for several years, but a friend offered me a job managing a new cell phone store. I was a little burned out as a nurse and I actually had thought it would be a slower paced job than being a nurse.  WRONG!

I impatiently waited for my workaholic husband to call from his hotel.  That conversation might have relieved some of his sexual tension but only added to mine.

As I showered, I could hear thunder in the distance. When I went to bed it was raining. The sound of the rain hitting the roof and windows was relaxing.  I started thinking about all the times rainy days had led to fun. It always seemed anything we ever did on a rainy day somehow involved sex! I have never turned down a chance for sex with my husband!

I was awake before my alarm and sleep had not lessoned the tension of no sex all week.  I told myself a cold shower might help. It took just getting one foot wet to say, “Screw that!” I wondered what idiot thought that up.

I stood in front of my closet wrapped in a towel, looking at all the polo shirts with the company logo. That little voice inside my head that has over a lifetime caused more than a few adventures was telling me,” This is not a polo shirt and jeans day!”

I picked a denim dress with buttons all up the front and went to pick my lingerie.  I had several matched sets of bra and panties.  To say I was feeling a little daring was an understatement.  I chose a pair of blue string bikini panties and no bra. I put the panties on and saw myself in the full-length mirror. I turned watching over my shoulder. I was actually surprised how pleased I was at how my ass looked in those barely there panties.  

While I waited for my coffee to get ready, I walked to the French doors that looked out onto our back yard and the lake. It looked gloomy and almost dark, and the rain was getting harder. I have to say,” My reflection in the glass was liberating but didn’t do a lot to make me feel less horny!”  Not too bad, I thought,” Well for a 41-year-old woman. “Ouch”, It almost hurt to type that!  My red hair was shorter than it had been most of my life. My breasts hadn’t changed much after four kids. I still wore a 34B bra; when it seemed absolutely necessary to wear one at all. My waist was 26” and my butt still seemed too big at 36 inches.  My fair skin had a bit of a tan.  My red hair was more what my husband called strawberry blonde than red, now. I pulled my panties out, as I peeked inside at my neatly trimmed bush I was thinking, "Yup, it’s still very red down there.”

We don’t have close neighbors. Well on the ground anyway. The cove curves around our yard and goes around the end of the cove and back in front of the neighbor’s yard.  So actually, those French doors I was standing in front of in just my panties, faced my older divorced neighbor’s door a few hundred yards away across the lake. 

I guess I should have paid more attention. He obviously had. He was standing with his binoculars at his eyes taking in the view.  My first thought was,” what an ASS HOLE!”

Then that little voice I mentioned earlier was whispering, “Go ahead,give the creep a show!”

I turned with my back to the door. Ok so I don’t actually do Yoga but, I’m pretty sure he didn’t notice my technic was wrong.  After a few bends with my butt towards the door in those panties that showed plenty of butt cheek and my feet wide enough he surely got a good look at my bare boobs dangling towards the floor, my coffee was ready.  Once I again I realized that teasing him didn’t do anything for my built up need for sex!

 I did my makeup and decided why bother fixing my hair, with the rain I was surely going to look like a drowned rat anyway. Besides my husband loves it when I just let it dry and run my fingers through it.

 I slipped the dress on and put my feet in flip flops. Then causally walked back to the door to find my perverted neighbor still standing with binoculars at his eyes watching intently. I realized he could see into my kitchen from his vantage point. I gave him a wave as I pulled the curtain closed.

The drive to work on the flooded roads made for a long commute. As I parked behind the store I was glad I had an umbrella. Once inside I was thinking I wouldn’t have to wash my wet feet tonight!  I should have worn boots but hey, how would that have looked with my dress?

I soon realized that only desperate people would get out today to shop. By 10:00 I was all caught up with work and was getting bored. You know it was boring when I was glad for the phone to ring.  I was trying to describe how a customer could possible get his phone to work when much to my surprise the door opened and in walked the guy who was my very first customer on opening day.

This guy hadn’t been in my store since that first day. He was good looking, 6’ tall. He was a little older than me and a “Flirt”!  I think he could tell from my eyes bugging and my smile I was shocked to see him.

I couldn’t get off the darn phone! My customer walked directly to the counter. Leaned over and smiled as he mouthed, “HI beautiful, are you glad to see me.”  OMG his eyes were so blue and they seemed to be undressing me. My clothes had all dried from the rain but suddenly those blue panties were damp.

Finally I got off the phone.  I stood and gave him a hug. His arms wrapped around me. Just like most men his hands were soon on my ass. I’m pretty sure he could read braille because his fingers were tracing the outline of my panties under the dress.

  He needed a new phone and I was thinking I needed that cold shower.  Showing him all the phone selections would have been exciting on a day when I had gotten sex that morning. Now  my panties were now beyond damp. He seemed to be pushing all my buttons as he stood so close making sure his body touched mine.

After I got him all hooked up with a new phone, he stayed around keeping me company.  Of course that darn phone kept interrupting us.   The rain had slowed a bit temporarily and of course a customer walks in. I knew I should have accidently put the closed sign on.

My friend decided to leave but first he said,” let me take you to lunch.”

I had to tell him I couldn’t leave until the college girl who worked in the afternoon got there at 1:00.  Then he was gone. I probably wasn’t real friendly to the customer who interrupted my morning.  Just about the time that customer walked in the store I was thinking, “Lets go have sex in the back of the store!”

Just as my help arrived the phone rang again. She answered it and then handed me the phone. It was my customer,” I’m out front, let’s eat lunch.”

He sure was, his truck was parked basically in the street right in front of the store. I told my help I was going and grabbed my purse and umbrella and climbed in his truck as he drove off. It was pouring down rain again.   The store was in our small hometown. By now the gossip phone lines were a blaze.

I was a little surprised when he headed his truck out of town. Even more surprised when he drove the short distance to the river. He pulled into the parking area at the ramp; people use to launch their boats.  He parked at the back of the empty lot with the truck facing so we could see the only entrance.

I wasn’t quite sure what he had in mind until he retrieved our lunch from the back seat. As we started our little picnic and talked I did like most other times. I slipped my shoes off and put one foot in the seat under me.

I nearly had an orgasm when he casually reached and took my bare foot in his hand.  Maybe I should tell you my feet seem to have a direct connection to my pussy! Suddenly lunch wasn’t all that important.

I think he knew how I was feeling. He leaned towards me. I met him halfway. That first kiss was an O M G moment. The next was great too and the next few were good enough I didn’t realize he was unbuttoning my dress.  His hand kept holding my foot as the other started exploring my bare breasts.

It was only minutes until that dress was off my shoulders and I was totally exposed.  I rose off my dress laying it over the seat. The rain was pounding the roof of the truck and it was impossible to see the entrance anymore. Somehow that was the last thing on my mind.

We were like two teenagers parked on a dark country road stealing sex from each other. I guess it was soon obvious that I wasn’t as limber or agile as I was as a teen.  He moved closer as I lay back in the seat.   Those very wet blue panties were soon on the dash. He started at my bare toes and kissed slowly up only stopping briefly to tease my wet slit.  Each nipple got special attention. Then there was that kiss! It was like “OH WOW”.  Our tongues were playing tag and my body was ready to explode all over his seat.

When the kiss ended, I won’t say it was the most comfortable thing ever, with my head pressed against the door but before long my legs were over his back and his face was buried between my legs. His mouth was very talented. I guess there should have been a warning sign saying, “Caution flooding is likely!” Oh wow did I ever flood his face.

 When I could breathe again, he moved leaning back against his door as I unfastened his belt. He was very cooperative helping me get his jeans off. When I freed his cock I could tell one wrong, or maybe the right move, would cause a huge mess.  

I moved up over him. His cock was hard and ready. I certainly wasn’t stopping now. I lowered as he guided. My heart was pounding as I watched his cock part my red hair and disappear.   I was sitting with his cock buried inside my hungry needy body.  One of his hands was gently squeezing my breasts; the other hand was cupping a butt cheek as his fingers made gentle circles on that other sensitive hole. His mouth was going between kissing me and nursing my nipples.

I was trying to watch for other cars but I was a little busy and the rain was horrible, or maybe it was wonderful.  It didn’t last nearly long enough before we orgasmed together as he unloaded inside me.

I hadn’t actually planned for it to be over but when there was a knock on the window right behind him that pretty much killed the moment!  Much to our surprise there stood a sheriff deputy smiling like the cat who just ate the canary.

Of course being a small town I knew him. He cracked a couple jokes about customer service, all while taking in the view of my naked body. I didn’t bother to get off that wonderful cock slowly going soft inside me.

 As he was leaving he said, “With service like this, I might be in the market for a new phone!” Then gave a wink as he turned to walk away.

We decided that without a doubt lunch had been exciting but was probably over.  We dressed and as he was driving I called the store. I asked,” Are you busy?”

“No, it’s totally dead here, “she said.

“I’m going home then, I’ll see you tomorrow.” I told her.

 I looked over at my lunch partner and said,” drop me off at my car and follow me home. “

You know it just occurred to me. I forgot to tell you my husband was my very first customer when the store opened. He apparently got horny too and came home a day early to surprise me.  Boy was it a great surprise.