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A matter of perspective

... he realized she had given herself to him, him!, for their mutual pleasure after so short a time. After seven minutes or so he felt her body tighten up and her cunt squeeze around him, and for the first time he felt a woman climax around his cock. This pushed him over the edge and he pulled out to spray his juice on her belly. He lay down next to her on the grass and caressed her breasts, but she pushed him away and said, “We should get back.” In exhaustion he said, “You go back first.” She nodded and he added, “Don’t want anyone to suspect.” “Yeah.” As she dressed he dozed off, and when he woke an hour later he had the beginnings of a painful sunburn. He quickly dressed and went back, and while he looked for Janet several times over the next three hours, he didn’t see her again until it was time to leave. She was standing net to her mother as she chatted with Jack’s mother, and he came over and said hello. She smiled at him in a dreamy haze and said, “Hi.” “Did you have a good walk earlier?” She grimaced and looked around and then relaxed, “Yeah. You?” “Yes, I had a great walk.” “It’s some great country round here,” she said. “Yes, I explored a couple of small hills and a deep hollow.” She bit her lip and nodded. He lowered his voice and asked, “Can I see you again?” She looked around in the general direction of her mother and said, “No, that’s a bad idea.” She looked at him kindly and said quietly, “It was good. Thanks.” He nodded and they shook hands, and soon she left ...

... with her mother. “At least we’ll have something to remember,” he thought, and as he remembered her tunnel tightening around him in orgasm, he knew he had at least left her with a memory as poignant as his own, and he smiled in satisfaction and strutted a little as he walked off behind his mother to their car. *** It was a hot summer day as Janet accompanied her mother on the country outing her office had arranged. After a ride of forty-five minutes into the hills west of the city, they had reached a park built around an old ranch. Any number of activities could be done, all of them boring to a young woman getting ready to make her way in the world, but her mother had insisted she come. Finding the thought of yet another day looking for work more dispiriting than she could bear, she agreed readily enough, and the thought of a long walk in the woods on the neighboring hill was pleasing enough. Her mother, prudish and straitened in tradition and conformity, sat with two of her friends. Nancy was pleasant enough, while Allie was great fun to be around; when she was a junior in high school, Janet had somehow learned that Allie was not at all faithful to her husband, though with his blessing, and enjoyed hearing her stories of her extra-marital conquests and wondered what she and her mother could possibly find in common to nourish their friendship. From Allie she had learned much of the ways to attract the attention of men, and when in her senior year in high school she had finally ...