Mark laid her in the middle of the bed in what had been his and Eleanor’s bedroom, although since the divorce he had replaced the bed. As he gazed down at the gorgeous vision lying there, it hit him that she was the first woman to lay on that bed and would be the first he had fucked in the house since Eleanor.
“You look fabulous Jayne,” he whispered kneeling beside her in his track suit with the zip half undone so that the top gaped and the bottom bulging with his full erection. He saw her looking at it and smiling as she said quietly.
“You don’t look so bad yourself,” as she reached out and ran her fingers up the length of his erection making him shudder with want.
Also smiling he said. “Downstairs Jayne, you asked me to do three things didn’t you?”
“Yes, I believe so,” she replied getting a little nervous as she was not sure where he was going.”
“Remember what they were?”
“Of course, I asked you to take me upstairs and er…………………” she paused having lost a touch of her earlier bravado now that the die seemed to be cast.
“And what else did you ask me to do Jayne?” Mark asked placing his hands on the waistband of her little skirt.
Taking a deep breath and averting her gaze from his she gulped. “And fuck me, I asked you to fuck me, does that shock you, Mark?”
Smiling he leaned forward and kissed her on the lips and ran his hand through her golden hair. “No of course not baby it thrills and excites me, but you missed something.”
“What? What did I miss?”
Finding the brass button at the top of the zip on the skirt Mark fiddled it undone. “You asked me to undress you Jayne.”
“Oh yes so I did, fancy me forgetting,” she smiled adding. “But I missed something else,” as she felt the button being undone, the zip sliding down and the top of the skirt parting.
Mark’s eyes focused on the patch of flesh between the opened tops of her skirt. Although he had seen her pubes and pussy just a short time ago, it suddenly became a matter of some urgency for him to see them again. But he was diverted from that as Jayne stroked the outline of his erection through the thin, silky material of his track trousers and said.
“Yes, I missed saying that you should undress too.”
Her boldness had returned. The confidence that she along with many women gain when they take control came back to her.
“So let me do that,” she said softly pulling on the zip of the track top so that it opened completely and his nicely hairy chest was exposed. She kissed and licked it.
“Take it off Mark,” she croaked quite amazed at her bravado as she watched him struggle the top off.
As he was doing that, she moved her hand from where it had been rubbing his erection through the trousers and slid it inside and held the bareness of his hard, hot cock.
“And let me do this,” Mark said pulling on the skirt as Jayne lifted her bottom from the bed. It came off easily. He took hold of the flimsy, white satin thong that she had bought specially for this from Victoria’s Secret. Both staring each other, he removed her last vestige of cover. Jayne smiled at him.
“See Mark for the right man my knickers come off very easily.”
Running his gaze intently up and down Jayne’s body, Mark slipped his hands into the elasticated waist band of his track trousers and pulling that forward over his erection he pushed them down grinning as he replied.
“And this is what happens with the right woman.”
Jayne’s heart started to pump even faster as she looked at the magnificence of his erection that was just a yard or so from her face. A little whimper escaped from her mouth as she reached out for it.
“Oh Mark it’s gorgeous,” she sighed reaching out and holding it in both hands as he fumbled the trousers off.
Laughing he fell beside her, took her slim body in his arms, crushed it against his and kissed her deep and long. Neither of them could quite believe just what was happening and how quickly events were moving after standing still for so long.
“God, I so want you,” he groaned into her blonde hair as he caressed her breasts and she stroked his cock.
“And me you Mark,” she sighed back trying so hard to signify her love and desire for him through her kiss.
“I never thought this would happen Jayne.”
“Nor me, but it is Mark, it really is happening isn’t it?” the youngster giggled, feeling lightheaded with pleasure and want.
“Yes my love, it really, really is happening.
“Make love to me Mark, please fuck me now,” Jayne groaned pulling him on top of her.
“Oh Jayne yes, yes,” he sighed suddenly remembering he had no condoms. “But bollocks.”
“What is it?”
“I’ve got no fucking rubbers.”
Jayne again giggled. “You don’t need one I am on the pill,” she rather naively replied seeming to Mark to have little regard for safe sex. But he could not have stopped now even had he wanted to.
“You sure Jayne, I am clean.”
Jayne realised what he meant. “Yes, so am I, I have had a test recently.”
“So have I and haven’t had sex since.”
“What with anyone else you mean?”
He didn’t get what she meant at first and asked. “Huh?”
“Well, that stuff on your laptop, wasn’t really research was it Mark?” she asked smiling.
“Oh, right yes I see what you mean,” he replied smiling.
“Good,” she whispered putting her arms round his neck and kissing him deeply she went on. “You into lessy stuff are you Mark.”
“Not especially but like most men seeing two for the price of one’s quite a turn on.”
Replying, Jayne muttered. “It’s not just men who like watching it. So, with that out the way, make love to me, please, please Mark fuck me now.”
Jayne’s words filled Mark with not only such a desire for her that he felt he would explode, but also a curiosity as to what she meant about it not just being men. Her saying them made her feel wonderful, so grown up and so totally wanted by this older man, something she had never envisaged. She welcomed him on top of her as his lithe and muscular body completely enveloped hers. Wrapping her arms round him she ran her hands up and down his broad, firm back as their mouths ground together. Sucking on each other’s lips and plunging their tongues into the other’s mouth they both wondered at the other’s kissing ability. Jayne was thinking how wonderful it was to be kissed in such an experienced and sophisticated way and Mark was marvelling at how one so young could have learned to kiss so well. Momentarily, and totally incongruously he pondered on the thought that if Jayne could kiss so well and if, as she had put it ‘my knickers come off easily’ whether his daughter did as well! Amazingly in the short time between Jayne’s words about it not being just men and him lying on top of her, Mark wondered what she meant by that and if there was more between his daughter and his now, near lover than mere friendship.
But that was too big an issue to contemplate as his hands ran up and down her back, as her nice shaped tits with the perky nipples pressed against his chest and as the softness of her flat tummy cuddled the hardness of his full erection that seemed to run from her pubic bone almost to her tummy button.