A/N: OOC territory and filthy, potty mouths and dirty sex enter at your own risk. 18 and older only.
He smacked her ass anyway as she was getting into the Jacuzzi just to be an ass and she plopped down on top of him. He was surprised that she did that, and he felt his head roll backwards against the back of the tub. It was dark and she hadn't turned on the lights, because of the neighbors. He was in heaven.
It was a nice atmosphere to screw around in, almost romantic.
The water was so warm and inviting, he felt himself melting right on the spot.
"I'm not adverse to a little recreational spanky, you don't scare me." She giggled into his ear.
"I wouldn't think anything would scare you Carol." He replied running his hands up her back and pulling her closer.
"Nope." She leaned over and kissed him. She was not much for kissing except the way her did it always left her wanting more.
Her husband was a shitty kisser and Daryl made her wet just by kissing her. Then when he brought his hands into the mix and worked his magic she lost her shit.
So maybe she was scared of something, maybe she was scared of how he made her feel. She liked fucking him.
That's all this was supposed to be, Chinese food would not be happening again. It was just a fuck, that's all.
Next time she wasn't eating dinner with him.
She slid down on top of his dick and he groaned out loud. She let out a whimper of contentment and a soft sigh into his ear.
He felt the hair on his neck stand on end and he got chills even though he was sitting in a hundred degree Jacuzzi.
"You're fuckin amazing." He said in between moans as she moved up and down on him. He brought his hands up to her chest and squeezed softly.
His hands were rough against her soft skin and the friction he felt made his dick twitch inside her. She was soft and beautiful to him, and he was going to call her again, and again.
She leaned down and kissed him. "Speak for yourself, you're a great fuck Daryl."
Her words were driving him towards that oblivion he craved, the way she rode him and the tightness of her had him teetering on the edge so quickly.
He pulled her up so he was rubbing against her the way she needed him to and he saw the change in her face. Her skin broke out in goosebumps and her breathing sped up.
"There?" He asked.
"Yes." She squeaked out. "Right there, oh god."
"Come on, give it to me." He pulled her closer up against him her breasts were in his face so he turned his head and latched onto her right nipple and sucked hard.
He felt her legs starting to tremble and her body start to contract around him.
"Yes, baby, do it." He whispered as she moved up and down on top of him. "I want it, I want it so badly." He crooned into her ear until finally she came screaming and he followed her over the edge and into oblivion.
They stayed there still joined in the bubbling water, holding each other, catching their breath, and then the neighbors light went on.
She giggled into the side of his head and he laughed softly as the light flicked on and then off again.
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They brought the wine inside and he followed her up to her bedroom their cloths sticking to them because they were wet. She sat the glasses down on the bedside table along with the bottle.
She went into the bathroom adjoining the room and brought out two towels for them to dry off. He looked around the room and noticed it was very feminine, her bedspread a quilted Amish type design white with a blue star on it and matching shams.
The closet door was open and he saw only women's clothes and shoes.
"You have separate rooms." He said matter of factly.
"Yes." He isn't interested in me. I aged out long ago." She said drying her hair.
"What?" He said as they sat down. "We're the same age."
She nodded.
"And he thinks you're too old?"
He said wiping his hair with the towel. He shook his hair out and looked at her as she was doing the same.
"You are beautiful Carol, he's an asshole."
"Oh, I know, both of those things, my job is to just make him look good." She said." Arm jewelry you know?"
"So he doesn't fuck you." He said not really believing a man could resist her, it boggled his mind.
He had not been able to forget her since the bathroom and got hard every time it crossed his mind this last two weeks.
He couldn't think of anything else but fucking her.
She shook her head. "He'll find some young thing to bang on the side like he had been for years."
"You ever do this before?" He motioned his hand between the two of them.
"Have you?" She asked.
"Asked you first." He said.
"Twice, one was a contractor that worked on our house up north, Gareth, I slept with him twice, and then I met Shane and we were together almost two years." She explained. "He's still a friend, we text every now and again. I actually still talk to Gareth too, he was married, is married I mean."
Daryl nodded. "I've done this a few times, I'll be honest, always married women, because I'm not looking to rock my boat right now."
"Married women won't try and chase you down for a commitment right?" She said. "They won't tell."
"Exactly, and for the record, I think you're hot as fuck." He said crawling over to her. "And I think we could have a lot of fun together."
He pulled her legs up and started kissing from her ankle to her knee, warm, hot, open mouthed kisses with the promise of total ecstasy when he reached his destination.