A Sofa Ride - Sex Stories

A Sofa Ride

... what was hoped would be an enjoyable day ahead.

The journey was uneventful; the M25 flowed well, there was no need to weave in and out of traffic and I could relax and enjoy my thoughts of our first physical encounter. My thoughts did not distract me and made the journey bearable; I hate traffic. I turned off the motorway and headed along the main road towards your place, following the sat nav’s directions. After ten minutes, I was outside your front door and pulled onto the driveway. I turned off the engine, put down the sidestand and got off the bike.

I locked the bike, removed my bag and chain from the top box. Fitted the chain to the bike (yes, over cautious!) and removed the sat nav from its holder.

Helmet removed and held in my hand. I walked to your door. I did not get a chance to ring the bell. It was opened before I got there and there you stood. Then four kids of various ages rushed out to meet me, though I think really to look at my bike.

I knew about the kids. This was another reason for our first meeting being delayed. They were her life. The kids crowded around the bike and me secondly, aged thirteen to three, two boys and two girls, the bike impressed them more. Then you walked over to me smiling as broadly as I.

“Hi,” I said.

“Hello darling” was your reply.

Then we hugged each other—well, as best as I could, holding a bag and helmet.

Then, after a short while, we all traipsed indoors. I asked where I could put my gear and you led me ...

... upstairs to your bedroom.

“Put them on the chair," you said. “Would you like a drink? Tea?”

“Please,” I replied. I removed my jacket and boots and placed them, along with the helmet and bag on the chair indicated. Then we hugged and kissed again, longer, and more intense this time. Our arms encircled each other, and I could feel my cock harden, your breasts pressed into my chest, and we kissed open-mouthed, and our tongues danced.

We broke off our embrace and walked downstairs. You went into the kitchen to make us both a drink and I sat on the sofa and chatted with the kids. I say chatted—it was an interrogation!

I have kids of my own, so I knew what to expect with the questioning, but mine are all grown and fled the nest. I was polite and answered all their questions and made the older one laugh with my replies. You came in and handed me tea, and then we all sat down. You sat next to me on the sofa, and it felt good. Comfortable and relaxed – I could get used to this.

After a while, you suggested we all go for a walk. I agreed and asked if there was a park nearby, so we could walk around. “Yes,” you replied, and once I remembered to retrieve the shoes from the bike panniers, we all set off. You held my hand and the hand of a daughter; I held the little ones’ buggy, and we all set off.

The park was a ten-minute walk away. The three oldest ran off to play in the playground, whilst you and I chatted and amused the youngest. We were both making lots of eye contact ...