Rita turned around and handed him the deodorant, almost dropping it.
"That was your intention!" she exclaimed, pulling away. "You came here to seduce me. Well, young man, it's not going to work."
Shaking his head he looked at her sincerely.
"Everybody needs sex," he argued, "and you do, too, Rita. You know you do."
"Get away from me," she said as she put her hands out protectively. "Get away from me."
She glared at him now. Yet out of the corner of his eyes he saw that she nevertheless wanted to do something with him. If she hadn't acted quite so offended he would have felt that maybe she was sincere. But she laid it on too thick to be believable.
"I've got something for you, Rita," Ken smiled as he dropped the towel.
At that point she looked at the throbbing cock between his legs. Recalling vividly her ex-husband and the many times that he'd excited and stimulated her with his throbbing penis, she wanted him now.
"All right," she said quietly, "maybe I do miss having sex. But I'm certainly not going to carry on with you!"
With her eyes still focused on his throbbing penis, she saw Ken simply shake his head.
"You want it," he told her. "Why don't you come over here? It'll feel real good."
Reaching down, he let his fingers tantalizingly play with his penis. A shudder of ecstasy went through her as she imagined what it would be like to take all of that cock meat into her hungry cunt.
"Come over here," he urged. "I dare you."
That did it. Rita wasn't going to permit any man to dare her. Walking over to him, she shook her head and laughed.
"You naive little boy," she told him. "If you don't mind my saying so, Ken, you're not much of a man. So forget it."
She had triggered something in Ken that she shouldn't have. For at that point he reached out and gripped her angrily. His lips pressed against hers. And then he began hungrily tongue fucking her mouth.
It had been so long since anyone had given Rita the sexual thrills that she required that she responded to Ken in spite of herself.
"Ohhh, Ken," she whispered, "you shouldn't be doing this."
"Oh, baby, I want to impress you," Ken said as he stood before her stark naked.
Rita could feel his pulsing penis pressing against her crotch. She loved the sensation of his lips when he kissed her warmly and insistently.
"All right," she told him. "If you want me to pull on it, I could, but that's all I could do."
Ken felt as though he would move step by step. Standing there he watched as she reached out and began pulling up and down on his cock. She was no prude and he was glad of that.
Reaching out, he let his hands gently wander over her body. He enjoyed the sensation of his finger tips running up and down the cotton-clad firmness of her ripely budding breasts, permitting him to massage her clothed nipples into maddening hardness with his fingers.
With methodical sureness, Ken reached under her blouse and unfastened her brassiere. Without fear for one of the first times in her life, she had slipped out of her blouse and raised her chest until the smoothly uplifted wide-spaced orbs of her naked breasts brushed against the neighbor boy's mouth.
The gently sliding of his tongue around one nipple had driven her almost out of her mouth. Rita had hardly noticed when his hand had slipped under her skirt and he began caressing her creamy white thighs. Gazing abstractedly out the window, she tried to forget what was happening. It was as if he had shot her into orbit and she was gliding through space.
Then she stepped out of her skirt and stood before him with only her lavender lacy nylon panties covering her full, sensuous hips. Ken had removed her blouse and her brassiere. Reaching down now he tugged at the elastic waistband of her bikini panties. Then his hand reached down over her flat, white stomach and on down to the nylon covered softness of her pubic hair.
"No, no, we can't!" she protested. "For God's sakes, Ken, stop it."
The neighbor lady knew that she would not be able to hold him back if he went any further. She could see his cock standing up and starting to drip from the tip. Twisting back away from him she told him he mustn't touch her. Yet his outstretched middle finger was insinuating itself under the elastic leg band of her nylon panties and into the warmly moistening split of her vagina. Tingling sensations fluttered softly between her smooth, creamy white thighs and she squirmed around to escape his tantalizing finger.
"Please, don't, Ken," she protested. But it was obvious that he had not listened.
Rita was aware of the fact that doing it with a young high school boy was not exactly the morally correct thing to do. Yet the teasing sensations of his finger stabbing into the soft, yielding flesh of her vaginal lips had her so excited now she could hardly stand it. Ken's hands slid lewdly to her thighs, while his fingers continued rimming into her pussy. Once more Rita tried to squirm away. However, the pleasureful sensations up between her legs made her hold back for one agonizing second too long. She saw him reach for his heated fleshy cock. As she glanced down at his nakedly pulsating penis, she gasped as she felt the enormous length of his warmly throbbing hardness, sensing herself reluctantly giving in.
"I've got a lot of cock meat for you," he smiled proudly.
She had never seen anyone quite so bold before. It felt fantastic and the muscles of her lush body tensed and contracted at the odd sensation of his aroused cock being so close to her moistly quivering pussy.
At that moment Rita lurched forward and with a sudden hard tug he pulled her back to him. With a startling shock he extended his middle finger and let it probe deeply into her rapidly moistening vagina.
An instant later Ken plunged his forefinger into the tightly clasping passage. It got her so excited now her breath was coming short and her heart was racing. The feeling of Ken's fingers sliding lewdly into her palpitating warm pussy sent a ripple of erotic pleasure through her.
Her vision dimmed momentarily.
"Ohhh, Ken," she gasped, "you shouldn't be doing this to me. It's wrong."
Momentarily she pulled away from him. She drew the shades and turned off the light. Turning on the radio softly, stereo music played in an arousing manner. Sensations of delight whirled through her body as she pulled back the covers to the bed. And then she slid onto the bed, pulling her lavender nylon panties off. As she parted her legs it seemed as if her pussy was flowering open for him.
At this point Ken got on the bed with her. He grabbed her hand and pushed it over the long, stiffening length of his cock, wrapping his fingers around her own until she found herself involuntarily clenching at his fleshy, hot hardness. She had liked holding him like that, feeling the solid shaft pulsating gently in her hand. His answering groan could be heard over her own gasping breath.
All at once Rita found her hips undulating slowly and pivoting with a will of their own toward his warmly plunging finger, imbedded now deeply inside of her steadily moistening cunt. She had never expected the young neighbor boy's penis to be so enormous, or so hot… or so thick and throbbing. It seemed as though her fingers could not go around it completely.
Rita could feel his hotly pulsing flesh growing even harder as she began squeezing gently beneath its huge head. Without thinking, Rita began to massage the thick outer skin back and forth, up and down the rock-hard shaft. It felt good holding him like that and feeling his fingers thrusting deeply into her receptive, hot pussy.
She continued clasping her hand around Ken's straining, long cock. The pleasure he was giving her was blotting out reality. She relaxed her inner thighs and gave him complete access to her narrow, hair-lined vaginal slit while she increased the speed of her jerkings on his rapidly expanding shaft. It's strange hardness and warmth fascinated her. Vividly she recalled how she'd enjoyed sex with her ex-husband. She remembered how he insisted that she jack him off once she'd oiled his penis.