The caller ID on my phone surprised me.
Everyone who needed to know knew that Deb was out of town for the week.
“Hello” I said
“Hi,” with one syllable she sounded nervous.
“Hi”
“What are you doing right now?”
“Do you want the honest answer or one you can share with Deb?”
“Be honest.”
I paused because the honest answer might make her hang-up.
Honest?
Honest.
Well, I’m about to strip down and work on my tan while I read during lunch
How long do you have?
An hour.
OK.
OK? I asked, what does that mean?
It means I’m coming over.
“Are you sure that's a ….” She hung up, “good Idea?” I finished
Now bewildered, curious, and more than a little horny, I stayed on course.
I laid out my biggest beach blanket, stripped down to my boxers, and laid on my
stomach and started to “read.” I really
couldn’t read, not with the thoughts that were running through my head and the
blood that was rushing to my cock.
I adjusted myself as I grew hard and then had to roll on my back. Relieving the
pressure on my erection.
I like my cock, it still gets hard on command after all these years, and a shiny
bit of pre-cum was soaking through the thin stretchy material, catching the sun
and bobbing up and down as I flexed my pelvic muscles.
Unsure of what might, or might not, happen, I tried to focus on Mitchner,
Hawaii, and the ravages of smallpox, all the while lightly stroking myself
through the Lycra.
I tried not to react when I heard the squeak of my side gate and the click of
the latch when she closed it behind her. A moment later, her shadow covered me.
“Mitchner?” she laughed, “Seriously?”
“It was my mom’s favorite,” I didn’t look at her face yet, but I could see that
she was in a short summer skirt and a white t-shirt.
“Well,” she said, taking the book from my hand, “reading rainbow is over.”
She kneeled beside me and kissed me gently, then more passionately.
I held up my hand, asking for a pause.
“Why today?” I asked with a serious tone.
“He’s cheating on me again.”
“He’s always cheating on you.”
She reached up under her skirt and pulled her panties off and tossed them on the
blanket beside me.
“True,” she said, as she swung her knee over me and straddled my face, “but he’s in Colorado again.”
She smelled fresh and clean and wet and sexy.
I gave her a long deep lick from clit to ass.
“OH FUCK.” She moaned.
“Colorado sucks!” I said as I licked her again, tasting the sweet, wonderful tang
of her body.
She stripped off her shirt and wrapped her arms around my legs and started biting
me through my shorts.
I sucked hard on her clit and she spread her legs, pressing down, forcing my mouth deeper
between her swollen lips.
I shifted so I could breathe and talk.
“How long do we have?”
She pulled her mouth off my cock just enough to answer.
“I have to call him from the car in 9 minutes.”
“9?” I asked
“And it’s on video,” she deep throated my cock and came back up for air, “so
you have 5 minutes.
“Enough said.”
I pulled her ass open and finger-walked my hands deep between her cheeks while I devoured her pussy. She bobbed up and down on my swollen
cock. I felt her tongue swirling around the head of my shaft, swallowing my
pre-cum, licking me clean, then forcing herself down on my shaft again.
Her clit was tight and wet and swollen, I got in as deep as I could, knowing what would
make her cum, I knew exactly what to do.
I thought of my wife as I ate out her friend, seeing the two of them laughing at soccer, the park, church, and theater, wishing I could take them
side by side, longing for the day when my wife could taste another woman’s
pussy on my cock. For now, it was a
fantasy, but not for much longer.
My tongue wrapped around her clit as she shifted her body upward, allowing me
full access for long deep licks. A drunken confession to my wife during ‘girls
night’ gave me the key to the castle, “just eat me” was the key phrase, so I
did.
As my orgasm got closer, I tapped her on the ass, a gentle pat to give her the
option.
Her choice as clear as she kept me deep inside her mouth
Her orgasm hit first, gushing, wet, quivering and long. I didn’t stop. I drank her in, licking, tasting,
penetrating her with my tongue.
And then, I burst into her mouth, and I could feel her throat massage my cock, pulling
out every drop, every spurt.
Panting, she lay on top of me. Spread, wet, pink with pleasure, her swollen pussy hovered
over her face. I kissed her gently and she flinched then pushed back again for another.
On her end, she licked me clean, swallowed the last few drops, then crawled off
me and checked her phone.
"On time, every time." she laughed and straightened her clothes.
Standing above me, she put out her hand and pulled me up to stand next to her, I kissed her gently.
“He’s a bastard for going to Colorado again,” I said.
I placed her panties in her hand,
“but there is an upside too.”
She kissed me again and turned to go.
But then she stopped, turned around, walked back and put her crumpled up panties back in my hand.
“Why?” I asked.
“Give them to Deb,” she kissed me again, “And tell her that I’m ready.”
