Don't Drop Anchor Here (Part II) - Sex Stories

Don't Drop Anchor Here (Part II)

... imagine.” She looked at Rob’s face for a clue. Ronnie knew that he liked her, but she also knew Rob would need her to take the lead if anything was going to happen. Veronica was nervous but was not about to stop. “Do you think you could ever fall for a woman like me? Or someone my age?” Rob couldn’t help his eyes moving to Ronnie’s swelling breasts as they rose and fell with her breathing. Were those points sticking out her nipples? Oh my god his cock was throbbing so badly it almost hurt. The words he could form seemed so confused and jumbled. What could he say that wasn’t totally inadequate? Ronnie was so beautiful, so desirable and yet how could he say that in mere words? The nervous young man felt Ronnie squeeze his hand softly encouraging him to answer. “Okay well the actress was very attractive and beautiful don’t you think?” Rob nodded in agreement. He was still lost and confused wondering what path the older woman was leading him down. He knew he was blushing, but he couldn’t stop it even if he wanted to. This was just the same as the huge throbbing bulge in his pants. There was seemingly nothing he could do to make it go down. Had she looked down and seen it? “Well do you think I’m attractive like her, or am I too old?” Rob pulled his eyes off her breasts. He looked up from Veronica’s firm breasts and pointy nipples into her inquisitive eyes. “Oh no. I mean Mrs Robinson you’re so beautiful. I mean…..well…..really, really, really beautiful….” Poor Rob was stammering ...

... clumsily. How many times had he repeated the word “really”? He was stumbling with his words and Ronnie giggled. She squeezed his hand again with a warm encouraging squeeze. Her smile widened and became a playful grin. “Okay….well relax Rob. Don’t be so nervous.” Her eyes observed him warmly. “So you think I’m pretty. Thank you. A woman loves to be complimented.” Ronnie smiled and her natural warm smile made her look even more beautiful. Ronnie’s body was also getting nervous. She giggled in a way she hadn’t done since she was a teenager. It was a high-pitched mating signal to nearby males that she was horny and in heat. Veronica’s entire body was on edge. The increasingly horny wife was feeling piloerection sweep across her skin; goose bumps were covering her arms and thighs. She was a fertile vessel getting ready to mate. Was she wet down below? Was she leaking? A warm pink hue flushed to her cheeks. She felt the warm glow. Ronnie her self was confused about the situation. What was she doing? Why was she teasing her young neighbour like this? Was she leading Rob on, or did she really want to? Her mind was filled with so many conflicting desires and thoughts. Ronnie knew that by society standards what she was doing was wrong. And yet her life was so empty she couldn’t stop. Who wanted to live their life like an empty husk? Ronnie needed to finally feel loved and wanted. She needed her heart to be filled, her hand to be held, her hair to be stroked and a man’s hardness to fill ...