"We can't do it here, someone will see us."
"Nah, they're all in the restaurant having dinner," Jay Drennan assured his companion. Gladys Ross had glowing skin and dimpled cheeks. "Come on, I want to fuck you so bad I can taste it."
It was a foggy evening and the Fenner Island ferry moved cautiously through the water, blasting out intermittent warnings from its horn.
On the car deck, the smell of gasoline fumes hung like a pall in the chilly night air. Jay opened the back door of his Durango and they crawled into the back. It was a tight squeeze, but they were too infused with desire to care.
"Oh you feel so good," he murmured, his cock rising hard against her leg. His hands moved hungrily over her breasts.
Gladys kissed him ravenously, her breath coming in short, laboured pants.
Jay tugged down her panties in one deft movement and mounted her quickly.
"Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes," she gasped, as his cock thrust like a lance into her swollen cunt. The ferocity of their movements rocked the vehicle, and Gladys thrilled at the feel of his balls banging against her vulva like determined knockers at a bolted door. Her crisis built within her like a tidal wave, then crashed against the shore.
Jay cried out as her spasms gripped his cock and rippled down the shaft. Three forceful thrusts later, and he too reached an electrifying orgasm. He slipped his hands under her ass and held her close, while his semen pumped into her body in fitful spurts.
A car door slamming close by brought them back to reality with a start. Gladys, her face flushed with excitement, pulled up her panties and straightened her dress. While Jay, still dazed with passion, zipped up his fly and smoothed down his short black hair.
Gladys was the first person Jay had met when he'd moved to Fenner Island. She had been recommended by the real estate agent as an excellent housekeeper.
"She has a live-in job with an old lady, about a quarter of a mile from here," the man had said, slipping some papers into his attaché case then snapping it shut. "Give her a try Mr. Drennan. I'm sure you won't be disappointed."
And he wasn't!
For as well as being cheerful and energetic, Gladys was ripe, voluptuous and willing. It was her custom to sing in a tremulous soprano as she pushed around the vacuum cleaner, moving furniture out of the way to access the corners.
Jay had begun to look forward to her weekly visits and would watch her surreptitiously as she bent over to sweep and dust, her curvaceous figure straining against the confines of a simple cotton housedress.
Then one day Gladys had arrived earlier than usual and caught him still in bed. She brought him a cup of coffee and then, quite casually, began stroking his morning erection. Jay had thrilled to the lightness of her touch and pulled her onto the bed, mounting her without preliminaries.
Today, they'd met quite by chance on the ferry. Gladys had been doing some shopping on the mainland, and Jay was making his usual weekly trip to one of his oldest clients.
"Do you have time for a quick one, or do you have to get right back?" he asked as they disembarked from the ferry.
Gladys laughed and showed off her dimples. "I've always got time for you, love. You know that."
The brief and hurried encounter on the ferry had whetted both their appetites for more, and immediately on entering the house, Gladys unzipped his fly and knelt down to accommodate him.
"Oh that feels wonderful," Jay moaned, as her tongue flicked over the head of his cock, and she licked the pre-ejaculatory cum from the slit.
He grabbed Gladys' head and fucked her mouth all the way back to the tonsils. She gagged slightly at first, but then relaxed her throat and opened it up to him like a sacrifice. She cupped his balls, which were banging against her chin and explored his tight, contracting anus. It was too much for him.
"I'm coming ... coming..." he groaned, erupting like a volcano, and spurting lava down her throat. Gladys closed her lips around his deflating cock and stroked the backs of his thighs.
He attempted to withdraw his cock from the hot mouth that had given him such pleasure, but she resisted and held him there until he began to swell again.
"I want you to fuck me hard," she whispered and drew him towards the bed. She bent over it, her full behind trembling in anticipation.
Jay explored her inner thighs and genitals with his fingers, before penetrating her cunt with his cock. It opened up for him like a flower to the sun.
He remembered with each frenzied thrust how surprised and delighted he had been when he'd first entered her, finding an unusually tight pussy which had a firm, almost painful grip.
Gladys cried when she climaxed and her shuddering sobs shook the bed. Her vaginal muscles contracted around his cock as her tumultuous orgasm rippled on and on. He patted her ass kindly and thrust into her once, twice, three times before he too reached that apex of earthly bliss.