Sandy had been driving for over an hour and a half. She was heading towards the Adelaide Hills for a weekend break. Her marriage was over and she was free to enjoy her life with no stress or pressure. She was an independent woman who knew what she liked and was determined to get her share.

The winter weather was against her. Rain had spluttered down initially, before the sharp winds took over and pummelled her car as she drove into the Hills. Clouds covered the sky and the rain grew heavier until her visibility was limited.

She pulled into the parking lot of The Old Oak Cafe. Hers was the only car around on this gloomy day so she stopped right outside the door.
The door closed with a soft tinkle. It was a homely place. A log fire in the corner filled the room with much needed warmth. Taking off her coat, she relaxed before the flames. She’d left home expecting better weather and was only wearing jeans and a light t shirt.

He appeared from behind the counter. He was tall, with a solid build. He smiled and said “sit anywhere.”
Sandy wasn’t sure if it was his smooth voice or the winter chill, but she felt her nipples harden as he spoke.
“I’m sorry but the weather has set in and I was about to shut up shop. I’m surprised to see anyone on the road in this rain.”

He walked to the front door and flipped the Open sign to Closed.

Sandy watched him as he moved. His jeans were tight and his button down shirt was covered by a large leather apron. She licked her lips at the sight of his firm arse and wondered what was under his apron.
“I can get you a coffee?” He asked. “You probably shouldn’t be driving at the moment. You are welcome to stay and enjoy the fire until things improve.”
“Coffee, yes, thanks,” Sandy managed to splutter. “I need something hot and strong.”
He disappeared behind the counter and the familiar sounds of a coffee machine filled the room.

He returned with two mugs. “Do you mind if I join you?”

Sandy smiled and nodded her head. Her mouth opened to say something as the lights flickered and went out.

“Damn,” he said, “that’s the power gone!”
“We can relax and enjoy your coffee,” Sandy managed to speak.

He sat across from her. His face lit up by the flames of the fireplace. The rest of the room shrouded in darkness.

Without a word, Sandy leaned across the table and softly kissed him on the lips. He responded willingly, his tongue teasing her mouth.

“I want something hotter than coffee,” she whispered in his ear. Standing before him, Sandy quickly unbuttoned her jeans, letting them slide to the floor. With one quick move, she took off her t shirt and dropped it in his lap. Her tiny red g string highlighted her perfect arse.
Moaning, she leant over the table and pushed her arse towards him. The red lace barely covered her pussy.

Silently, he positioned himself behind her. Unseen, Sandy could feel his hands on her hips and the growing pressure of his erection.

Gentle fingers carefully moved her g string to one side, exposing her lips, hot and wet.
Sandy closed her eyes and softly moaned as his hard knob touched her.

“Fuck me, now” she whispered.

He laughed softly, “not yet.”

Sandy moaned again as the touch of his knob disappeared. She squirmed, trying to push her hips back onto him.

He laughed again. His mouth was now beside her. Sandy wriggled as his hot breath touched her delicate skin. He gently kissed her pussy. His fingers caressed her inner thighs and Sandy melted to his touch.

His tongue traced the length of her cunt, slowly circling her aroused clit before his lips closed on it and he sucked hard. His tongue snaked into her body and Sandy squeaked in delight!

Suddenly he was grasping her waist again, turning her body over.

“I want to see your tits,” he said in a masterful voice.

Sandy giggled as she turned, her back cold against the tabletop. She spread her arms wide, stretching her breasts before him. He stared at her luscious pink nipples resting atop her soft milky bosoms.

“Yes” he mumbled, “that’s making me hard!”

He stood between her thighs as reached out with both hands to grasp her tits!
As he leaned forward, Sandy grabbed his hard cock. His firm flesh was hot in her hand. She giggled again as she guided his erection towards her cunt.

“I want you inside me,” she said, “what do I have to do?”

“My god, your tits are magnificent!” He cried.

Sandy wrapped her long legs around his waist, trapping him between her thighs. She held his hot cock in one hand while her other hand ensured her pussy lips were open and wet. Her fingers coaxed her juices, making her fingers slick. She positioned his knob just next to her cunt and squeezed her legs together, pushing him closer and closer.

She could feel his cock as it slowly pushed into her wet cunt.

He surrendered to her, and, grasping her hips, began to impale her with his erection.
Sandy felt him gently stretching her cunt. It has been a while since she had enjoyed a hard dick inside her and she hoped that she was big enough to take every inch!

“Ooh” she moaned.

Her fingers tickled her clit as his cock slide into her cunt.

From where he stood between her thighs, he could see her hand at work. He smiled!
Her delicate fingers circled her engorged clit, make it stand erect and proud. He pushed his cock in a little further. Sandy’s other hand joined her first, caressing her lips and guiding his cock.

He smiled as he watched her finger herself.

He picked up his phone from the table and began to record Sandy at work. It was so arousing to watch her touching herself while he pushed his cock inside her.

He watched as Sandy rubbed her fingers against her clit. She tried to push one finger inside but his dick filled her cunt. All she could do was tease her clit, rubbing it until she climaxed.

He pulled his dick out to give Sandy’s fingers more opportunity.

With phone in one hand, filming her at work, he moved beside her and standing next to her breast, his other hand began to rub his cock. It was a little wet from her cunt, but not wet enough. He spat into his fingers, just enough to lubricate his cock and he began to wank next to her. His knob touched her nipple as he rubbed himself.

“Ah,” he moaned, “I’m nearly there.”

Sandy replied “yes, yes. Come for me you big stud!”

With the camera still filming he moved so that his dick pointed up and across her breast, towards her open mouth.

With a grunt and a low groan, his body tensed and streams of hot, white cum exploded from his cock. The first drops splashed against Sandy’s breast, coating her nipple. The second stream arched over her chest and fell onto her throat and chin.

Sandy wasn’t able to be disappointed because the hot cum touching her skin pushed over the edge and she climaxed with a sigh.

Her hands reached out to his pulsing cock and guided it into her mouth. She wanted to lick and suck his cum from his red knob. She also wanted to hold him close. She wanted to massage her cum coated tits against his firm chest.

Sandy closed her mouth around his cock, tasting and enjoying his cum that dribbled from the tip. Her tongue lapped up every drop. She was surprised how firm his cock was, even after delivering such a huge load. She was encouraged by his stamina.

With a soft plop, Sandy spat his cock out of her mouth and asked “I hope you can repeat that performance, but in my pussy! I want your cum!”

He smiled and silently picked her up and carried her in his arms towards the back of the cafe.

In the dark storage room, he placed her gently onto a large bag of coffee beans. The hessian sack was rough against her bare skin but Sandy didn’t mind.

Sandy stretched her back, spreading her legs as open as she could. He smiled at the sight of her nakedness. Her breasts wet with cum, gleamed in the half light.

Once again, he stood between her thighs.

Once again, Sandy wrapped her legs around his waist in a vice like grip.

His hands lifted her hips up, opening her pussy even more.
Gently but without stopping, he entered her. Sandy gasped as she felt the full length of his cock slide deep inside her. It was bigger than she had experienced before and she loved every inch.

One full thrust and Sandy pussy brushed against his balls.

He withdrew until just his knob was lingering inside her lips, then he thrust in again.

“Oh, baby,” Sandy moaned. “Don’t stop.” He didn’t.

Again and again he pushed the full length into her cunt, rocking her body rhythmically.
Sandy got into the groove and moved her body in unison with his. She felt the familiar tingling start to grow between her thighs.

Sandy closed her eyes and abandoned her body to him. Blissful waves washed over her body.
Sandy was squirming and squealing as her body climaxed in a rush.

Suddenly his body tightened and his arms grasped her like steel bands! His breathing was short and rapid as his body shuddered and his hips crashed into her. His cum gushed into her and he collapsed, spent, onto her body.

With a heartfelt sigh, he rolled off Sandy, his cock pulling out of her cunt with a damp plop. Sandy could feel his cum as it oozed out of her pussy.

Together they lay there in bliss until the electricity was restored and the harsh storeroom light came on. Dazed and a little blinded, they fumbled for their clothes.

Looking out the window, Sandy could see that the weather had cleared.

“I think it time for me to go,” she said, “how much to I owe you for the coffee?”

“You can pay me next time you come this way,”he said with a smile.