Erica Parsons had a lot to think about. Should she keep pursuing Jeremy, or try something new with the young American construction worker who had nothing more to offer her than his puppy dog eyes and nice ass?
Payne was the new man in Erica’s life. Even though the night they met at the Astor, Erica was sorting out her feelings for Jeremy, and Payne was a little gun-shy about sex with a real woman. They kissed goodnight and left it at that, but the chemistry was there.
Erica thought about her prudish days with Jeremy in Weybridge. Back then, she was a student at the University of the Arts London and from a socially prominent family. Jeremy was rich, reckless, and irresponsible, always pushing her to join him in his debauchery. But he was the one who brought her out of her shell.
Erica was at home, waiting for Payne to arrive so they could talk some more. See where their feelings lie. See if they had any future before they went any further.
They had both been hurt.
The doorbell of Erica’s townhouse rang, and she let Payne in. He was nervous, but so was Erica. He gave her a quick kiss, and Erica ushered him into the living room.
“Would you like some Pinot Grigio?”
“That would be nice,” Payne said as he sat down on Erica’s plush sofa. He moved a few of the decorative pillows out of the way and got comfortable.
Erica sat beside him and offered him the wine.
“Here’s to new adventures.” Erica toasted.
“Cheers,” Payne raised his glass.
“So why don’t we talk about us,” Erica started the conversation. “I was a little wasted that night at the Astor. I know I was blubbering about Jeremy, and you were kind to listen. I still have feelings for him.”
“I know.” Payne asserted. “But I think we can have something better. Something new.”
“Why do you say that?”
“You don’t seem to like being someone’s second choice anymore.”
“I’ll give you that.”
This statement triggered memories of Jeremy for Erica, the day he had moored his boat on the Thames River in clear view of the sailing traffic.
With Jeremy’s reassurance, Erica had changed into her bikini and applied sunscreen to protect her pale skin.
That was when Jeremy dared her to sunbathe topless.
For Erica, it was almost out of the question, but she could never deny Jeremy anything, especially since he was the only reason she dared to buy a bikini in the first place.
Erica looked around the river to see if anyone was watching. Since no one was paying any particular attention, she undid her top and put it away in her beach bag.
As a symbol of her resolve to be more spontaneous.
Open to new things.
Rebellious against her staunch upbringing.
Payne continued. “I’m not gonna force you to do anything you don’t want to, but I think we could have fun together. I make a good living, but I’m not rich. Maybe that’s the problem?”
Erica blushed. She must look like a complete asshole sitting in her luxury townhouse, chasing after suave men with money and social position, when someone interesting was sitting right there in front of her.
Making observations.
Asking questions.
Caring enough to be there.
“I’m not a snob.” Erica flushed red. “But you’re saying I should leave the past behind me. Start fresh?”
“Something like that,” Payne said. But Payne’s mind was starting to drift to pornographic videos out of habit, like the one where a repairman comes to the house of a lady who can’t afford to have her dryer fixed.
“I guess you're right,” Erica said.
But she was back on Jeremy’s boat: As soon as her bra top was off, a passing team of rowers gave Erica some appreciative catcalls. Erica’s first instinct was to put her hands over her chest in modesty, but the spirit of the moment overtook her, and she stood up to flash her breasts.
“Why don’t we do this?” Payne interrupted Erica’s thoughts. “Let’s talk about our fantasies and see where it goes?”—This was the part of the video where the girl spilled a glass of water on her see-through top, but there’s no dryer.
“I think that’s a good idea,” Erica said. “Why don’t I go first?”
Erica thought about Jeremy again: The water beading on Jeremy’s athletic body after his dunk in the Thames began to form large droplets on his taut shoulder and chest muscles, then trickled in tiny streams down his abs to be absorbed by the towel slipping slowly from his body. He had taken off his swimsuit when he got back on the boat.
As he bent over to kiss Erica fully on the mouth, the towel came completely off, and his throbbing cock was exposed.
Erica stopped the memory and came back to the conversation with Payne. “Why don’t we rent a boat and explore Long Island Sound?”
Payne thought for a moment.—The repairman was helping the girl out of her soaking wet top. She wasn’t wearing a bra.
Payne had a suggestion. “Why don’t we do something a little less physical, so we can get to know each other?”
Erica’s mind returned to Jeremy’s boat: Jeremy’s immediate need for satisfaction from Erica made his kisses on that particular afternoon stronger than usual. He brazenly ran one hand across Erica’s bare breasts while at the same time slipping his tongue into her mouth.
Even for the traditionally prudish Erica, there was no need to protest Jeremy’s advances any longer. He had freed her from her crippling shyness, and in return, she was more than willing to give him whatever he wanted.
She wanted Jeremy inside of her more than anything that afternoon, even if it meant some schoolboys wanted to watch.
Jeremy moved his mouth down Erica’s body, kissing her liberally on the neck with an intense passion. He was a man who was taking the prize that he had won in the way that he chose to enjoy it.
Erica was more than happy to let him.
But Payne was back again, a real man sitting right in front of Erica.
“Why don’t we go to Playland Park?” Payne suggested. “It’s a neat little amusement park over in Rye. They have a beach.”
“That sounds like fun, Payne. Let’s do it.”
The thought of the beach led Erica back to Jeremy. He moved his open mouth down Erica’s breasts, which he fondled and caressed as he kissed and tongued them until she let out a few little gasps and moans to let him know how completely she was enjoying this gentle, but skillful, tongue lashing of her breasts.
With his towel off and his fully erect cock revealed, all Jeremy wanted to do was slide Erica’s bikini bottoms off and pump his shaft into her pussy until they both came hard. She gladly let him rip them off. “I am going to take full advantage of this situation, Erica,” Jeremy said.
But it was Payne who was talking now. “We could make a day of it. Ride some rides. Play some games. Go to the beach—This was the part of the video where the girl ripped the carpenter’s shirt off.
“Let’s go this weekend,” Erica said.
Erica was back on the boat: Jeremy was lying on top of her in the fully reclined deck chair. Erica moaned softly when she felt Jeremy’s rock-hard erection pressing against her wetness.
The pressing of Jeremy’s erection onto the sensitive place between her inner thighs made her eager for him to enter her, but she knew that Jeremy was teasing her, and it was making her want to come even more.
Jeremy held back Erica’s hands over her head with his powerful arms.
He was dominant in that way, and Erica enjoyed letting him take control.
“But how long before he forces his big fat cock into my greedy little slit?” she thought, desperate to have him inside her.
Payne was back again. “I haven’t been to Playland since I was a teenager. It should be fun.” —The repairman had his jeans around his ankles. He put the girl up on the dryer and took off her panties.
“Then you might like the London Eye, the Ferris wheel on the Thames,” Erica said. “We should go sometime.”
London made Erica think of Jeremy: There wasn’t anything between Jeremy’s erection and Erica’s slit.
“He must know how eager I am to have him fuck me now,” she thought.
It was true. Jeremy had never known Erica to be sexually aroused in such a way that excited her more than she could handle. She was practically quivering all over, and it excited Jeremy to see Erica in such a state of agitation.
Instead of entering her, he traced one of his fingers along the length of Erica’s body, from her breasts down to her navel.
He did it leisurely, but directly, making an imaginary line towards Erica’s pussy.
Jeremy moved his finger down, placing it directly onto her clit, stroking it with a light pressure.
Erica squirmed with desire and anticipation.
Jeremy watched Erica contentedly as he slowly drove her to distraction. He began kissing her again on the mouth while his finger bore down firmly on her clit. He slipped his finger into Erica, and she moaned in approval as she let herself completely enjoy it.
“I am so dirty,” she thought, happily.
Payne was in her head again. “I think it’s supposed to be sunny on Saturday,” he said.—The repairman was fucking the lady hard now. She was crying out in pleasure, reaching her climax.
“That’s perfect. Then it’s a date.” Erica agreed.
But in her mind, Erica was aching even more for Jeremy to be inside of her; he must have read her body language, because he stopped fingering her and got back on top, once again teasing her slit with the head of his rigid cock.
It was too much for Erica to bear.
She looked Jeremy in the eye and said, “I want you to fuck me until I come, Jeremy, right here for everyone to see.”
That was all Jeremy needed to hear.
Erica closed her eyes firmly and was in absolute pleasure when she felt Jeremy push his hard-on into her hot, wet pussy because she knew that he was the one man who could pound her as hard as she needed, right there on the Thames with no apologies.
Would she ever be the same prudish girl from Weybridge again?
Not a chance.
Back to Payne. Erica knew she was being rude, thinking of Jeremy when she was with Payne. “But I’m thinking we might do something before then,” she said.
“Like what?” Payne asked.
But Erica was back to Jeremy: He rocked Erica’s body gently back and forth as he took her with a strength that was all man. His hot breath was on her neck while he drove his hefty cock into her wetness, with a force that was going to make Erica come hard quickly.
Jeremy was pumping urgently into her now; his breathing was heavier; he would be done soon, and Erica wanted to finish before he did.
A few moments later, the release overwhelmed her as she shuddered from head to toe.
Jeremy pushed his throbbing cock into her a few more times, and he was coming too.
Some time passed while they recovered from the intense orgasm they had just experienced together.
Back to reality for both Erica and Payne.
Erica had something to say to Payne:
“Payne, I’m only going to ask this once. Will you please stay the night?”