"Have you met Bess?" Jennie looked expectant as she sat down by me in the pub. It was lunchtime and too rushed for Jennie's usual game of picking some innocent guy across the pub, giving him the eye and sliding her knees open ever so slowly. It was a game we both enjoyed and sometimes led to a longer game afterwards. But this was a snatched moment. "No. Is she new at work?" "Yes she started last week and I think you'd fancy her. I invited her out to the cinema tonight to be friendly and perhaps you could be at mine when we get back to see what you think." Jennie and I had a long history and I had a key to her apartment. "what makes you think she is a goer?" I asked but I was already intrigued. "I know she likes a dirty joke or two. That and no bra and a black thong and she's getting me horny already." said Jennie. "She's grumbling too that she hasn't a man to grab." "What's on at the cinema?" "That new French film that all the fuss was about. Some real action. The actors didn't fake it. That might warm her up." It sounded good to me. I looked around and saw an old man watching Jennie. I reached across the table to get her empty glass and brushed the back of my hand across her nipple and looked back the man. Jennie sniggered and we both got up to go. Jennie worked at an estate agents. She often had the job of training new staff. In fact I first met her when I was looking for a place myself. She'd shown me a flat in a large old building and I was looking out of a window down to a garden when I saw her reflection behind me in the glass. She was massaging her breasts. She saw me looking and her hand dropped to her thigh and ran up to her crotch. I turned and she was standing normally but with a quizzical look on her face. "What do you think of the garden?" she asked and as I turned to look again she was behind me and drawing a finger up the cleft of my buttocks. She pushed me against the glass and reached round to loosen my belt and pulled my trousers over my hips and flipped my stiffening cock up against the cold glass. She was biting my shoulder. I put my fingers behind me for her to ride on. They pushed into the thin fabric of her skirt and she worked her mound against them. I looked into the garden and saw an elderly couple working on a flower bed. I hoped they didn't look up. I turned and kissed her savagely pulling her arse towards me to grind her against my bare crotch. One hand dropped down to grasp my cock and then she was on her knees. I knew my bare arse was against the window but didn't care. I held her face lightly as her head bobbed, smoothing her long auburn hair from her face. She cupped my balls with one hand and jerked the shaft in her mouth with the other. "I can't last long." I gasped. She looked up and grinned with her eyes. I let it come then and felt my jets fill her mouth. She sat back and opened her mouth to let me see the carpet of white on her tongue and then she swallowed it. I knelt down and kissed her deeply again, tasting the residue of my climax on her. " Now get me on a bed and show me how well you can do that to me." she whispered. (to be continued.....)