Italian Woman

I shared a house with a gal who had a salon business with her friend....a tall sexy redhead(dyed)named Anna. Anna was married to a possesive ,not nice guy, I forget his name. It came about that Anna and I would have dinner with my roommate when her husband was working a late shift. This one time my roomate couldnt make it so it was just Anna and me. Anna was quite beautiful, she was tall and had classic Italian features. We went to a restaurant very close to my house and ate and drank quite a bit. I had to help Anna home by putting my arm around her , she put her arm around me too. Well this contact was enough to get me thinking maybe things could go further. Anna must have been thinking the same because when we were back at the house and sitting on the couch we started making out. My god she was kissing me like her life depended on it. We went to my room and she was lying on top of me and I was fondling her thong covered ***. She had a leather dress on and I told her it was sticking to my chest ( I had taken off my shirt) She stood up and I remember this like it was yesterday, She dropped the dress to the floor and there she stood in only her thong. She had Playboy quality breasts. Anna then lay back down and I wasted no time taking her thong off and proceeded to fondle and mouth her terrific breasts. She was playing with my **** a bit as I travelled down to lick her. She was VERY hairy (the Italian in her I guess) her hair being jet black which I remember was in stark contrast to her red hair.(funny what sticks out in your mind after so many years) I had to work quite a bit through the hair to get to her ***** but when I got there mmmm, she was very wet. Being young at the time...24...she was 22...I couldnt wait to **** her ( sorry Anna for not thinking of your needs first ) I got on top and entered her. We ****** for probably 5 minutes before I started to ***. I must say she didnt seem to really enjoy it...there were no moans or any sounds from her, I came and we parted. We cuddled for about 2 minutes , she got up and went to the bathroom, got dressed and sheepishly we spent an awkward few minutes before she left. The most exciting part for me was her dropping the leather dress and seeing her amazing body. Anna called a few days later and said she enjoyed our tryst but that it shouldnt happen again. I moved out of that city but still think of Anna standing at the foot of my bed in just her thong. Mammories are just so great! I mean memories.