I arrived at the fire station wet with anticipation. I had spent the morning soaking in a tub of hot scented water, removing any traces of the paint I had been applying to my apartment walls only hours before.

Stepping out of the tub, I toweled off and admired my bronze color…; slathering on a floral herb lotion that had become my loves favorite scent. He so often commented on how much he enjoyed the way I smelled. I dried my blonde curls and applied a bare minimum of color to my cheeks and eyes…he loved the way I “looked”, too.

As I started the journey to his hometown, I replayed the last moments before leaving. In preparation for my plans I had carefully removed the cotton panel of the jet-black pantyhose I was now wearing. The sensation of my wet pussy lips against the car seat was thrilling. As I drove closer, I felt the wetness increase against the seat cover. I reached down and rubbed my clit, slipping first one…;then two fingers deep inside myself, feeling the pulsing of my racing heartbeat. I was once again amazed that I was so drenched…;this man had such a powerful affect on me.

He greeted me at the door…;a deep wet kiss that left my knees weak. I had worn a long pleated wool skirt, black boots and a white thong bodysuit that highlighted my tan. He whispered his approval of what I had chosen and slipped his hand around the small of my back and pulled me close, pressing his hardness against me. I leaned into him and returned the press…;causing him to let a small low moan escape his lips. I whispered, “I love you Paul, I missed you so much.” He smiled and kissed me again, whispering “Desiree, you have no idea how much I have missed you.” I pulled back to admire him, the fit of his uniform, his scent, his obvious erection.

I slowly traced the outline of his hardness, finding the ridge and concentrating on it. He moaned again…; and whispered “You are gonna kill me if you don’t stop that”. I quickly dropped my hand to my side and grinned devilishly at him. He looked over his shoulder, checking to see if any of his co-workers were paying any attention to us. “The Guys” were busy with their duties at the station, not one of them looking in our direction. I sat down on a stool close to him and with the toe of my boot, I reached over and gently drug my toe across the underside of his balls. He smiled, straddled my leg and pumped himself on my calf…;I wiggled forward and whispered “I want you in me.” He whimpered, and said “Here?” I nodded, smiled and said, “I am ready NOW, I promise I will be quiet.” I lifted my skirt and revealed my wet exposed pussy exploding through the crotchless pantyhose I had made.

He quickly looked around…;all the guys had gone into the other bay. He said “In all my years here…;this would be a first.” He hit the light switch and asked me if I had a “place” in mind…;I said “I want to do it everywhere, so when I am not here, you see me, smell me, taste me in your mind every time you come to work.” I grabbed his hand and led him to the back wall behind the mock house that the department used for school demonstrations and public service displays. I dropped to my knees and mouthed his erection through his uniform pants, unbuckling his belt, unzipping and releasing his 9-inch dripping cock. I slid the silky foreskin up and down a few quick times, then sucked the ashes-of-roses colored head into my mouth and flicked my tongue across the tip of it. His breathing changed to quick, short gasps and I stood up, placing my leg up on the wall and lifted myself up, bracing between the display house and the wall and pulling his hot, hard cock deep into my glistening wet cunt. After a few quick thrusts he moved me off the wall and put me on the “porch” of the house, my ass sitting just on the edge. I was so wet, I marveled at the amount of cunt juice I felt dripping across my quim. I placed my left leg up on the porch railing and my right leg on his shoulder as he pumped my wet honey pot. I arched my back to allow him full access and felt his cock pounding against my cervix…;this man went all the way to the top every time we made love and the sensations in my belly were unbelievable. I could FEEL him move it with each thrust. My clit was receiving every hit, and it wasn’t long until I felt my climax start…;almost in the same moment Paul began his final approach and the hard pumping became so powerful that I was being propelled away from him, he grabbed my ass and pulled me back to him. I started my “climax moan” and he immediately covered my mouth with his in a deep wet muffling kiss. My nipples were so hard and erect I could feel the tightness and pull as I arched to press them against his chest. Several more crashing thrusts and we collapsed in total relief…;my legs were quivering, my cunt pulsing and totally sated we stopped moving. Paul started to rise…;pulling his wet cock from me, and I quickly came up off my back and sucked his cock and each ball lovingly clean. I kissed him…;tasting his cum and sweet kisses I whispered, “Thank You”…;Paul laughed and said he his deep velvet voice…;”No, thank YOU, this is something I will never forget.”

I love my fire fighter; I fully intend on making his life fun and exciting. I can’t wait until my next visit. I have my eye on that “big rig” for my next playground.