Take her from behind

A quickie with a stranger was not like Roy. In fact, having sex with anyone these days was very unlike him. Since the divorce, he hadn't really dated much because he feared bringing home someone who wasn't her mother would be hard on Chloe. But considering that he had just jerked off while sniffing her panties, he felt like getting laid was his best option. Maybe then he could forget how good she smelled....

Today, Roy didn’t have to be told twice. It had been years since he'd last gotten laid, and a lot longer since he'd fucked a stranger, but he was not about to let this opportunity pass. He gently took Emily by the wrist and spun her around. She giggled as she backed her big ass into his hard cock.

He leaned into her, finding that sensitive spot on her neck with his lips as he reached around with one hand and found her clit. Emily moaned.

After grinding on his cock for a moment, she took the next step and bent over, grabbing her ankles and smiling up at him from between her legs. Roy couldn't help but smile himself as he guided the head of his cock into her thick blonde bush.

"Oh fuck yes," she moaned.

Emily was warm, wet and tight. A hell of a lot tighter than his ex. Roy grabbed her by the hips and started fucking her hard. He could feel her pussy spasming as she started to cum almost at once.

"Oh fuck...harder, fuck me harder," she screamed and he was happy to oblige. "God, fill me up. Give it to me baby."

Roy couldn't last long, but at least he had just jerked off, or he would have blown as soon as he was inside her. That brought back his memory of Chloe's scent, and he suddenly wished he'd gone down on Emily. But it was too late for that.

"Oh fuck!" Roy managed to moan as he gripped Emily firmly and began shooting his load deep inside of her. He continued to thrust, draining his balls deep inside of her.

When he was spent, he slumped back against the door and let his cock slide out of her. He felt drained and weak, but she sprang upright and smiled.

"That was fun," Emily said. She bent down and slipped her feet into her swimsuit and pulled it up. "Kayaking with a cream pie should be fun too."

"That was fun," he managed to say.

"I have to go," she said, leaning in and kissing him again. "But I will be here all week. Maybe we'll run into each other again."

She let him out of her bungalow and headed off to her appointment. Roy walked slowly across the sand to find his beach chair. The girls were still splashing in the water, seemingly unaware of his momentary absence.