I knocked. She opened the door and yeah — she looked good as fuck. I already knew I was going to try to hit that.

“Hey, I’m Zephyr… come in.” She led me to the living room. “My mom told me you were coming, but she’s going to be back a little later than she expected. I hope you don’t mind waiting. Maybe like thirty minutes?”

I looked her up and down. “Yeah. I can wait.”

Thirty minutes was more than enough time to pound that pussy.

We sat on the couch. She was quiet at first, acting shy. Being the good hostess, she offered me a drink. I told her to have one with me.

One drink. Two. Then she gave me that look. I knew she wasn’t the good girl she was pretending to be.

“You keep staring,” she said in a small voice. Then, even softer, “I-I don’t mind.”

I knew I had her. I wasn’t wasting time. I had to hit it before her mom got back.

“Get up. Take me to your room.”

She did.

“Take it off.”

She hesitated, then pulled her top over her head and wiggled out of that skirt.

“Don’t laugh. I don’t usually do this,” she said, slipping back into the good-girl act.

I got her on the bed and pushed her legs open. Her pussy was already soaking, but tight as hell. I lined up and shoved in — thought I wasn’t gonna fit. Then she got so wet it just slipped, all the way in, deep.

“Fuck!” she screamed, then covered her mouth. “Okay. Okay, just… don’t stop.”

She took it like a champ. Legs around me, shy act gone. Her hands gripped my ass while I drilled her.

I fucked her hard. She came on my cock, shaking. Perfect timing.

I didn’t pull out. I dumped it all inside her.

That’s when her phone rang. She jumped up naked to grab it.

I got dressed fast. Almost forgot about her mom. That was some good pussy. Wouldn’t mind hitting it again. Just had to play it smart.

She ran back in, eyes wide.

“My mom’s exiting the freeway. She just wanted to make sure you were still here. Hurry, hurry.”

She shoved me out of her room, but not before planting a sloppy kiss on me.

I sat back on the couch just as the front door opened.

“Hey there. I’m so sorry you had to wait so long. I know this is only our third date, but it says a lot that you were willing to wait,” her mom said, kissing me on the cheek. “Ready to get out of here?”