Deciding to take matters into my own hands, I went to the fence and shouted, “Jane, can I talk to you a minute? I need your daughter’s uniform measurements.” I already had the measurements but Jane used the opportunity to get up quickly. She came over to the fence and said, “Oh God, thank you for rescuing me. I didn’t know what I was going to do.”
“I figured you needed help,” I said. “Just act like we’re talking about something important. Was he really bothering you?”
She said, “Yes, he gives me the creeps. I’ll be honest with you. I’m scared of him.”
“Really?” I asked. “Then I’ll say something to him.”
“No, don’t worry about it,” she said. “I can handle him. I’ve been bothered by a lot worse than that drunk. Believe me, I’m used to it.”
I smiled. “I guess that’s the price you pay for being so good looking,” I said. I caught myself, thinking that maybe that comment was inappropriate. “Jane, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that.”
“Are you kidding?” she asked. “At my age, I appreciate the compliment, believe me.”
We talked for a few minutes and it took every effort I had just to look at this woman. Her eyes were alive, so big, blue and pretty. How do you look at a woman like that without making it obvious that you want to fuck her? Do women who are as attractive as Jane know what men are thinking about when they look at her? She has to know. But, like she said, I guess she gets used to it.
I watched her walk back to the bleachers, that ass and hips moving like they were crying out to be fucked. Jane was definitely a real woman in every sense of the word, a walking, talking sexual animal. I couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to get a piece of this woman’s ass.
I started thinking about Jane more and more after that first conversation. I noticed that she began smiling at me and waving to me at practice. We also began to talk more and we actually developed a good friendship. I was really beginning to think that she liked me. Now, did she want to fuck me? I could only wish. But one thing I’ve learned is that you never know what’s in a woman’s mind. And I knew that at some point I would have to find out.
Jane is so beautiful. It’s kind of funny but my sexual fantasies about Jane never involved her luscious tits. I am an ass man myself and I usually concentrate on a woman’s lower body: the ass, thighs and pussy. Thinking about Jane was no different. I wondered if she was a true blonde and wondered if she shaved her pussy. I imagined going down on her, licking and sucking her pussy before plunging my tongue deep into her slit. I thought about kissing her sweet, naked ass and I dreamed of putting my dick deep between those tanned cheeks. There was no doubt in my mind that this woman would be the ultimate fuck.
A few weeks later, I was able to have a relatively long conversation with Jane and it was then that I decided to take my shot. We had an all-day food, fun and games day at the park and I was just walking around, basically killing time by talking to people. From a distance, I saw Jane waving at me from behind her dark sunglasses.