A Walk in the Park

A Walk in the Park
By: Marty (martin2952000@yahoo.com)

CHAPTER ONE

It was a warm sunny day and I was just having a stroll through the local park. It was mid-afternoon and there were very few people about and I was enjoying the peace and quiet until, that was, I heard what I thought was a startled yell or scream from up ahead.

There were wooden benches alongside the path I was walking along and I noticed a woman sitting on one and a man running away from where she was sitting. She must have been in her early thirties I suppose, and as I got nearer I realised that she was crying. I paused as I approached her but she didn't look up and continued sobbing silently into a handkerchief.

I looked around but the man was no longer in sight and I stopped not knowing whether I should do or say something to her. At that moment she looked up at me with a startled expression on her face and quickly wiped her eyes.

"Are you alright?" I blurted out.

"I'm .. I'm OK" she said but it was obvious that she wasn't alright and I stood there wondering whether I should say more. Eventually I sat down beside her and we sat for a long time not saying anything. At last I could not stand the tension any more and I made to get up but immediately she put out her hand and took my arm.

"Sorry" she mumbled. "It was kind of you to stop. I have just had a very bad experience. Did you see that man?"

I had visions of someone attacking her and looked around again. "Did he attack you?" I asked. "I have a mobile phone if you want to call the police."

"Oh no" she said, looking up at me with her tear stained eyes. "It was a black guy. As he walked past just now he stopped and leered at me. Then he suddenly opened his coat and flashed himself at me. He was so dirty."

I was amazed at the thought. "What did you do?"

"What could I do? I gave a scream and he looked round and I think he saw you then ran off."

"Oh" was all I could say.

"Sorry to trouble you with my problems" she said, "but you have a kind face and I feel a bit safer now."

"That's OK. Would you like a cup of tea. There's a café not far away and you look as if you could do with something."

"You're very kind" she said, "but I think I just need to sit here for a while and get myself together."

So we sat there and I got to know a little bit about her. Her name was Anne and she lived in a bungalow not too far away. She was divorced and worked as a secretary for a local company on a part time basis, three days a week. We must have sat there chatting for twenty minutes but at length I offered her that cup of tea,

"I think something a bit stronger would help" she said.

"I have some whisky at home and I only live two minutes away" I said.

"Well if that's alright with you" she replied and we got up together and started walking towards the park gates. We didn't speak and I was able to study her better, the smart dress and skirt, the nice face framed by short brown hair and the nice figure.

We left the park, crossed the road and went up in the lift to my flat on the top floor. For once I had tidied the place up and I invited her to sit down while I went and got the whisky and some glasses from the cabinet.

"Feeling any better?" I asked after she had downed her drink.

She gave a small smile. "Yes, thanks" she said. I refilled her glass and sat down next to her.

"So how long have you been divorced?" I enquired.

"Nearly a year now. You?"

"Oh about eighteen months I suppose. It's different isn't it, not having someone to come home to at nights."

She glanced up at my face. "Oh yes, I miss it. Do you?"

I suddenly felt very confident and gently reached out and took her hand; it was soft and warm and she made no move to pull away. "What do you miss most?" I enquired.

"To tell you the truth the thing I miss most was being able to come home from work, have a long hot shower, get dressed and go out for a nice meal with my husband then get back home and relax in bed with a nice warm body beside me."

Anne paused and lifted her glass and emptied the few remaining drops of whisky then turned slightly towards me. "I want to thank you for sorting me out" she said and leaned across me and kissed me softly on the lips. It seemed the most natural thing in the world to do so I slipped my arms around her and returned the kiss, feeling her lips parting and her tongue slipping into my mouth. It went on and on and now I could feel her breasts tight against my chest and imagined I could feel the beat of her heart through the thin material of her dress.

At last we drew apart and I stood up. "Anne", I said, "I feel I may be taking advantage of you. I'm not that sort of person."

"I know you're not" she said and stood up and came to stand in front of me. She picked up her purse and took a small notepad out. She wrote something on one of the pages then tore it out and gave it to me. It was her address and phone number. "Give me a call sometime soon and perhaps we can have a meal ... or something."

It was the way she paused slightly before ?or something' that set my heart racing and I smiled and said "I'd love to. Let me give you my number, just in case" I tore her piece of paper in half and gave her my details and she slipped it into her purse.

"I'll see you out" I said and she turned to go, but stopped and turned back.

"Thanks for everything" she said and again leant towards me and kissed me full on the mouth.

I followed her downstairs and watched her walk down the road then returned to my flat. I hadn't felt this randy for a long time and decided to have a shower to cool myself down. It was only when the water hit me that I realised that I still had an enormous erection, something I had had since that first kiss. I wonder if Anne had noticed!

CHAPTER TWO

The question I had asked myself was answered the two days later when I got home at about five o'clock. Other than the usual junk mail there was a letter from Anne which I opened with trembling fingers. It was short and to the point. 'Give me a ring and perhaps we can have a drink together soon. I have a small present for you. Love Anne'.

I picked up the phone and dialled her number. I had been about to do this on three previous occasions but had lost my nerve each time. On this occasion however I had a good feeling about this and waited patiently.

"Martin," was her first words, "thank you for ringing. Did you get my note?"

"Yes Anne" I replied. "Thank you. What did you have in mind?"

"Can you come round to my place? I thought we could have a drink and get to know each other more."

"That would be nice. I seem to remember you said we could have a meal or something and that sounds good. How about seven o'clock?"

"Lovely. Let's not bother with a meal tonight though. As I said before, I have something else in mind!" and she gave a little giggle. "Oh, by the way, if you like you can bring your swimming trunks with you. I have a small indoor pool and like a length or two most nights."

"See you soon Anne" I said and we hung up.

I wasn't sure what she had meant about the two lengths and assumed she meant lengths of the pool but wondered whether she had something else in mind. My mind boggled at the thought of what other length she had in mind.

I arrived at Anne's address in good time and rang the bell. She opened the door almost immediately and I got the impression she had been watching for me. I stepped inside and pulled the door closed behind me and immediately she slipped her arms round my shoulders and kissed me.

"Thanks for coming" she said when we parted. "Come through into the lounge and have a drink."

Anne was dressed in a light summer frock that reached just above the knee and I noticed her lovely slim legs and the way her breasts moved under the thin material. We went through into the lounge, a large room with all the usual furniture, a large television, an expensive hi-fi system, a small table beside a three-seater settee and four arm chairs. There were several pictures on the wall, two of them being semi-erotic poses of a lovely woman lounging on a bed and I breathed deeply when I realised they were Anne.

"Do you like my pictures?" she said. "I had those two taken in my younger days when I did a bit of modelling."

"They are beautiful. Have you any more?"

"Oh yes" she answered with a grin. "Those are only for show, I have an album with lots more and might show you sometime if you're good."

We sat side by side and I gave her my life story. As we chatted I resisted the urge to touch her in any way, even though I wanted to reach out and fold her in my arms. I had only known her a very short time and didn't want to spoil anything. After a while she got up and walked over to a drinks cabinet and poured two glasses of wine and we sat in comfortable silence drinking.

"Did you bring your swim things?" she asked at last.

"Oh heck" I gasped, "I clean forgot."

"Never mind. Come and see my pool anyway. I maybe can find something for you to wear."

I laughed as I followed her through a door. "I'm not sure anything of yours would fit me."

The pool was in an extension to the building and was about twenty yards long. I followed Anne round the far end and into a small room with a shower cubicle and a wooden bench down one side. On the bench were two towels and two flimsy pieces of material that Anne picked up and showed me. It was the smallest bikini I had ever seen.

"Want to swim?" she said.

"Well yes" I replied, "but ...."

She didn't answer but reached up and undid some buttons on the top of her dress and before my startled eyes slipped the dress down over her hips. She reached down and slipped it off and placed it on a coat hanger. Her body almost took my breath away; the full, firm breasts in a flimsy white bra and the equally flimsy white panties. Her shoes had been removed when she had stepped out of the dress and she stood facing me with a wicked little smile on her face. My hands were trembling when she reached behind her back and in a second the bra was removed and I saw her breasts for the first time. She didn't stop there either; with practiced hands she slipped the panties off and laid both garments on the bench beside me.

I breathed deeply as I studied her gorgeous figure, those lovely breasts and the slight swell of her stomach leading down into a small patch of blonde hair between her legs and felt myself stirring.

"Well" she whispered. "Do you like the present I promised you? Are we going to have a swim?"

I managed a weak "yes, OK" and she at once turned to me and began to undo my shirt. Her warm hands touched the skin of my chest as she slipped it off then she was undoing the buttons at the waist of my trousers. I felt the zip slide down and my trousers fell to the floor and I managed to step out of them. She said nothing as she pulled my shoes and socks off and I waited in just my shorts as she folded my things. She turned back to me and I could not hold back any longer and pulled her into my arms. She responded at once and my mouth found hers and as we kissed she felt down and managed to slip my shorts down to my knees, causing my erection to spring out to its full length and press firmly against her thigh. Our kiss grew more passionate and as our tongues intertwined Anne reached down and took my cock in her hand and managed to slide it between her legs. I could feel the hair of my cock mingle with hers and imagined the sweet opening awaiting me.

At last she drew away from me, her cheeks flushed and her breasts heaving slightly.

I couldn't help it. My hands reached out and cupped her lovely breasts and I bent down and slowly kissed them feeling the erect nipples under my tongue.

"Steady" she whispered, but I felt so ready for her that I ignored her, especially as my cock was starting to dribble with pre-cum.

"Martin" she gasped after a minute, "please stop. I want to have a swim."

I released her breasts and stood back, my breathing slowly returning to normal.

"Sorry" I gasped, "I got carried away."

She gave a little giggle. "I say you did. Just look at you."

I could see her looking down at my massive erection and smiled back. "It was all your fault."

"Come on. Let's have a swim then perhaps we can go somewhere more comfortable."

With that she turned and I watched her walk back into the pool area take a running dive into the clear blue water. I followed more sedately and jumped in as Anne took the half a dozen strokes to the far end. I followed suit and for the next ten minutes we swam slowly up and down; I settled down behind her and watched as she swam in front of me, her legs opening and closing as she did the breast stroke giving me a birds eye view of her pussy and the hair surrounding it.

My cock had subsided when at last she scrambled out and waited for me to follow and we went back into the changing room and towelled ourselves off.

"Fancy a drink now?" said Anne making no move to get dressed.

"Yes please" I replied and was delighted when she turned and walked naked back through the pool area and through into the lounge with me following close behind studying the smooth curve of her arse. She poured two glasses of wine and for a moment we stood savouring the cool liquid. Then she crooked her finger at me and went through another door, down a short passageway and then into a bedroom. My cock began to tingle in anticipation as she sat down on the edge of the bed, took another sip of her drink then put the glass on a side table before lying back with her legs hanging over the side of the bed. I placed my glass next to hers then stood in front of her staring down at her body, her breasts heaving slightly. Ever so slowly she moved her legs apart and I quickly moved between them my cock, now beginning to swell again, positioned over her pussy. Then I bent forward at the waist, my cock touched her and as I found her mouth with mine, my cock touched her other lips and pressed gently. As her mouth opened under mine her hand reached between us and guided my cock between the lips of her cunt and I was able to enter the soft, warm depths. She moaned as our tongues intertwined and I began to press deeper and deeper at the same time feeling her breasts pressing into my chest. Slowly and gently I began to fuck her, long slow strokes that penetrated her fully before almost withdrawing and Anne began a soft moaning sound as we enjoyed the sensations sweeping through our bodies.

It had been a long time since I had last had sex and I knew I was not going to last long but I didn't want to spoil it for Anne and tried my hardest to hold back but I soon got the idea that Anne was in a similar position for her moans began to get louder and louder and her whole body began to shake under me.

"Yes" she suddenly shouted, "yes."

I felt the warmth spread round my cock and relaxed slightly, poised deep within her pussy then started to move again this time knowing that I wouldn't be able to stop again. My mouth left hers and fell on her breast and as I took the nipple in my mouth my cock started to pulse with hot cum that spurted deep into her pussy. I had never had an orgasm like it, it seemed to go on for ever and Anne joined my groans as she had her second orgasm within five minutes.

For a good ten minutes we relaxed, lying side by side on the bed, saying little but enjoying each others company and occasionally reaching out and playing with each others bodies or leaning over for a tender kiss. Then we stirred ourselves and took a long shower together before dressing and returning to the lounge with our drinks.