Ann Part 2

The next work day, that evening as I walk up to my townhouse, Ann is sitting on the porch and tells me, “Since you didn’t call I thought I’d come by, I was in the area anyway.”

Even though I’d been with her the night before, I have to laugh and Ann asks, “So what’s so funny?”

“I’m not going to get close to this one.” I kiss her lovingly then say, “Please come in, a glass of scotch and cigarette, that’s what I usually have to relax me after work.”

By then she’s loosening my pants and with a wicked grin she says, “That’ll be fine, as long as we can do that with me fucking you.”

“I see right now I have unleashed a nympho, and a dominant one at that, why do you always need to be on top.”

“Isn’t that obvious, look at the two of us, I weigh 88 lbs, to your close to 200. I could never stand your weight on my tiny body, and don’t fool me, you love to be mothered, dominated, and you’re a little boy in a man’s body…like so many others. I’ve never had any children, besides I may be little, but I still enjoy being in control…so there, which bedroom, I’m so hard up I feel weak.”

Cupping her little face between my hands, I kiss her lightly, as I tell Ann, “After having to control 250 employees daily, you have no idea of how right you are, I do need mothering badly.”

Quickly shaking the seriousness from our minds we assume our natural position, it seems; Ann on top, with cigarettes and scotch, Ann’s pussy effortlessly sliding up and down over my erect prick, she is stimulating me further with her sensuous way of smoking, dropping down ravishing my lips, and little tits with her lips and teeth nipping my nipples, exhaling smoke from her lips as she does. She ever so slowly is teasing the piss out of me with slow plunges and withdrawals, diddling me with a few fingers in the crack of my ass, further arousing my lust, until she has me so close to coming, then stops. She asks, “Were you ever married?”