An Interlude!

‘Damn Viv, if it's that exciting to read the diaries of an old relative then I would have come over
sooner!”

“Jesus Bill, don’t you knock before entering someone’s house?”

I took my right hand out of my pants and instantly grabbed my coffee cup, which of course was empty, something else I don’t remember doing. I stood up and began to make my way to the door, “Going to get a coffee, you want anything Bill?”

I didn’t notice that Bill had a diary in his hands reading a page, but I did notice a growing bulge in the front of his shorts. So I went to the kitchen and filled the kettle. I was just about to put it on the stove when I tipped the spout down and water poured all over my jeans. I quickly got the wet pants off me, when Bill came into the kitchen apparently liking what he was seeing.

Before I had a chance to say anything, Bill had me in his arms. Pulling my t-shirt up over my breasts then in my panties Bill lifted me onto the sideboard and began to kiss me.

“Fuck Viv, it’s kind of a turn on reading what a little slut your grandmother was!”

Bill moved me back onto the counter so that I was able to get my left legs up onto the counter. My right leg was draped over his left shoulder so that he had a perfect access to my pussy in my panties. He sank down onto his shins and started to rub the palm of his right hand against my panty covered pussy.

Bill played with my pussy through my panties then removed them and started licking my pussy just like Grandma had done to her in her diaries. I was quickly getting wetter with every touch of either his fingers or lips on my pussy. I sighed and that was when Bill lifted me up off the counter, setting me on the floor. Bill wrapped his arms around me in his arms and planted one hell of a deep, hot kiss on my lips.

His right hand dropped from my back to my right ass cheek. He broke off the kis long enough to tell me that he had to have me. I was going to reply but Bill returned to kissing me!