Reynaldo Makes Three (2 page)

“Could I trouble you to use your shower? I cut two lawns before yours, and I stink. If I’m going to sit around and talk with you, I’d rather not smell like dirt and body odor.”

Reynaldo flashed brilliant white teeth at her. It was all she could do to look away from his chest. She knew for sure he was looking at her breasts now, and her nipples got hard just thinking about it. She smiled at him, looking down.

“Sure. It’s in the back. Just grab a towel before you get in. They’re in the cupboard.”

“Thanks, Lorna.”

Lorna stood there for a second. This sexy man was going to take a shower in her bathroom, and she was getting signals that he thought she was pretty good-looking as well. What would a brave woman do? Lorna didn’t consider herself brave, but she was hot and bothered by him.

She waited impatiently for the water to start. She could just imagine him—water running down his muscled, tan torso to his hard, thick...

Lorna groaned, pacing the den. She wanted to get naked right now and go in and climb into the shower with him. The door was clear, and he would see her coming in, so if he invited her, it wouldn’t be wrong, would it?

She hurriedly locked the front door and walked slowly to the bathroom, her heart pounding and her nipples tingling with anticipation.

He was standing under the spray, shampooing his hair, so he
didn’t see her at first when she walked in. She had a minute to take in his washboard abs and his cock. He was well-endowed, and she got excited looking at the length and thickness of him. She was also surprised to see that he was semi-erect already. He must have been thinking about her, she assumed with a grin.

“Reynaldo,” she said softly, a smile curving her lips.

* * * *

At the sound of her voice, Reynaldo blinked the shampoo out of his eyes.

There she was, and she was removing her top ever so slowly. He couldn’t believe it. He had had only one woman offer herself so willingly to him, but there had been no real attraction for her on his part. It had fizzled out quickly, as such affairs do.

He watched Lorna slowly pull off her T-shirt, lifting long arms overhead. Her breasts bounced as the top came off, and he saw her nipples harden when the air hit them. She smiled at him, and he felt himself grow stiff in the spray of the shower. It had been so long since he’d been with a woman like Lorna. He had always loved blonde hair and blue eyes like hers.

Lorna put her hands on her nipples and began circling them with her fingers, moaning as she tweaked them. Reynaldo’s cock was throbbing at the sight, but he didn’t want it to end soon. Lorna’s head was thrown back, and her blonde hair shone under the glint of the lights. He noticed her tiny waist and full hips. He couldn’t wait to see her ass in the nude, but he wouldn’t rush things.

She was sucking on one finger now, looking down, and it was driving him wild. She slowly wet her nipple and pinched it, moaning softly. He thought if she didn’t get in the shower soon, he was going to haul her in.

Reynaldo slowly soaped his chest as she moved her hands slowly down her shapely torso and slipped one hand into her black biking
shorts and then the other, never breaking eye contact with him. As she shimmied the shorts to the floor, he saw she had a pair of lacy white panties on—such tiny panties, and he groaned, his erection almost painful now. She did a little dance for him, turning around and showing him her rounded ass. She took her time, sticking it out for him and swaying a little. The underwear was a thong, and seeing the tiny strip of white disappearing into the crack of her sexy bottom excited him even more. Finally, she turned back around, and hooking her fingers into the underwear, she pulled them down. He was pleased to see a tidy blonde bush. She was a natural blonde then. The thought roused him even more.

Lorna raised her eyebrows in a question mark, and he nodded under the spray. He wanted her to touch him so much...

* * * *

Lorna walked toward him slowly. She was already wet just thinking about his hard cock under the shower spray. The fact that she had never done anything like this before also excited her. She slid the glass door open slowly and walked into the shower with him. She put her hands on his slick shoulders and kissed him. His mouth tasted sweet like honey. He kissed her gently at first, and then he captured her tongue and sucked it, drawing a moan from her. He pulled her as close to him as she could get so that she could feel every inch of him, including his cock, pressing into her stomach.

She felt his solid chest against her tingling nipples as he kissed her neck and bent down to suck her nipples. She threw her head back as he circled with his tongue slowly and then quickly. She wanted him to enter her so badly that her legs were trembling.

Suddenly, she felt him pull away.

“Could you grab the condom in the pocket of my jeans on the floor? I swear I’m disease free, but I don’t expect you to do away with precautions.” He smiled shyly at her.

Lorna pulled Reynaldo into bed under the silky sheets and light comforter. She felt like a newborn woman as she looked into his eyes—such a strange color of almost violet. She lay back on the pillow, and he looked at her from his vantage point, propped on his left arm. He was gorgeous, dark hair and solid ridges, and his eyes had a softness about them she hadn’t seen in most men’s. He seemed so kind. And, she could just look at him all day.

Lorna luxuriated in the feel of him running his long fingers through her damp hair. Finally, he spoke.

“So, you do this often?” He wiggled a dark brow at her, and she swatted his hand playfully.

“No, none of it. I’m pretty boring usually.” She smiled at him and
kissed the palm of his hand.

“Me, too, but it was fun. I need to know something now, though.” He traced her jawline with his finger, and fire raced through her again.

“What?” But she thought she knew what.

“Are you involved with anyone else?” He was touching her breasts now, rubbing them and making it hard for her to think.

“I am.” She saw the worried look on his face and rushed to explain. “I mean, my boyfriend and I are in an open relationship. He travels all the time for work, and right now he’s in Japan for another two weeks.”

“Oh.” Reynaldo frowned as he rubbed her fingers on her stomach, slowly, making a pool of desire form again between her legs.

“You aren’t comfortable with that? Honestly, it’s the first time
I’ve ever acted on the open part.” She smiled at him as she ran her fingers through her hair and inched closer to him.

“No, I’m not. I like you, and I want you to myself, and for today, and I hope beyond, I’m going to have you.” Reynaldo looked at his watch and frowned. “Shit. I have to go in a half hour—next grass- cutting appointment, but I mean what I just said. I want you. I like everything about you.”

Lorna was flustered. She wasn’t sure how she felt about his possessive statement, but she did know he was kind and sexy.

“Well, how about you then? Do you have someone special?” She
grinned as she rubbed his muscled chest with her hand. They were only an inch apart now, and she could feel his breath on her face.

“No, I don’t. I wouldn’t be here with you now if I had. I would

have just cut the grass, lusted after you, and thought about you later while I was alone. Oh, and we would have just eaten a civilized breakfast together, rather than skipping it to have sex in the shower.” He winked at her.

“You bad boy, you,” she said and kissed him slowly and tenderly. “I think I need to teach you a lesson before you go.”

He smiled as she pushed him on to his back.

* * * *

What a crazy afternoon it was turning out to be. Reynaldo had never had one like it so far in his thirty-two years.

Lorna was leaning over his crotch, running her fingers over his hips and pelvis. Just watching her nipples sway and her long, impossibly blonde hair swing and feeling both touch his legs as she moved her hands over him sent darts of desire through him. He was already erect, and she had barely touched him again. The little sighing sounds she made were about to drive him into a frenzy.

He lay back, rubbing her ass as she sat next to him, leaning over him. He felt her cool, small hands around his pulsating cock. She was
squeezing the base, and it felt like heaven. He wanted to bury it in her small, pink mouth. He wondered if she would mind.

“Don’t worry. I know what you want. I’m going to take your cock in—all of it. I can’t wait.” She practically growled the words, and he moaned in pleasure as she released his cock again, running light fingers over it. She was obviously going to tease him until he went stark, raving mad.

A frisson of pleasure ran through him as she grasped him firmly and squeezed the base of his dick. He writhed as she ran her tongue just over the tip of his swollen member.

“Oh, my God,” he breathed, not sure he could stand the pleasure. This woman was such a turn-on—everything about her, her smoking body, her cornflower blue eyes, and her long sun light hued hair.

“Yeah, baby, I know what you like,” Lorna purred, and he gave himself over to her mouth again.

She eased the head of his rigid member inside the opening of her

warm, wet hole, and his hips bucked despite himself. He wanted her so badly, but he didn’t know which part of her he wanted first. She didn’t let him decide anyway. She was stroking his balls, and suddenly, they were in her mouth as she rolled them around on her tongue and sucked them.

“Oh...” he sighed, at a loss for words. He was going to explode again soon if she didn’t give him some relief.

He reached under her and probed her cunt with his hand. It was warm and wet, so inviting that he wanted to turn her over and take her right there. But she was clearly in control, and he was going to let her
be.

Lorna sucked his cock down her throat, and he shuddered with pleasure. She began working him, squeezing from the base and alternating the rhythm until he knew he was on the verge of coming.

“Want to come in my mouth? I’d like that.” She glanced at him, smiling as she held his cock close to her full lips.

“Yes, I’m so close.” He could hardly speak.