“Thank you for listening to me rant, Walter” she said with liquid eyes.
“You’re welcome, you know that,” I said, “Anytime.” I squeezed her hand again and she squeezed right back.
“Want a blow job?” she said.
I almost fell off the couch when I heard that.
“What?” I asked incredulously.
Harriet started laughing. “Bet you weren’t expecting that!”
I told her I sure as hell wasn’t.
“I’m sorry, Walter, but I need to get laid! When I left Gina tonight I was half-crazy! She made me so damn mad…that she could be so damn smug after what she’d done to me and what I’d done to be with her! I need to be with a man again, need to feel a man’s dick again. I’ve wasted enough time pouting and running away. So, it’s either go peddle my ass on the street, or come to you—you’re about the only man I know I can trust.”
“But, Harriet, you’re leaving in the morning.”
“I know, I know,” she said, “But I really need to get laid tonight.”
She ran her hand up along my thigh and found my penis.
“It can be my going-away present.”
“What has gotten into you?” I asked.
“I don’t know,” she said, then she stroked my hardening cock, and added,
“But I want to get this into me!”
I think I was in a minor shock, and I wasn’t sure if it was right, perhaps she was too vulnerable, but I also knew I couldn’t turn this down.
I wasn’t wearing a belt so she unsnapped my jeans and unzipped me with minimal effort.
“Ooh, no underwear…” she cooed.
“Well, I wasn’t expecting company,” I croaked.
“It’s serendipity!” she said. “You were the last man I had, and now you’ll be the next. Then she went down on me.
She took my cock into her mouth and my balls into her hand. She wasn’t the most experienced cocksucker from what I could remember, but the familiar feel of her mouth and lips and tongue and fingers swelled me to the max.
I held her hair between my fingers as she gave me head like she was bobbing for apples.
After several minutes she removed her mouth from my swollen member and raised her head to mine and kissed me. For the first time in five years I felt her silky tongue in my mouth. She savagely sucked my tongue and clutched my cock in her hand. She was an Alpha girl, unlike the Harriet I remembered.
“Show me your bedroom!” she whispered.