Doggy Style
‘Put it in all the way. Do it now!’ She whispered in my ear.
I was totally surprised, it just didn’t make sense.
‘But … but … I …’
‘Just do it. All the way in … all the way in … now!’
I placed my hands on her firm cheeks and thrust forward not knowing why I was complying.
‘Yes, oh God yes.’ She whispered.
***
I love taking my dog on a walk around this wonderful area. We had just started a daily regimen of walking. Tippy liked it. Lots of trees to sniff, two park areas to add to the bountiful sniffing areas. We were always armed with plastic bags.
This way cool neighborhood was an amalgamation of million dollar condominiums and upscale retail stores anchored by names like Apple, Tommy John, Starbucks, Nike, Barnes and Noble, Victoria Secrets and even a Tesla store. Add in a variety of restaurants with menus of high end steakhouses, fish, tex-mex, burgers, smoothies, and a good old Cheesecake Factory. A big hotel had a lot of business due to the relative proximity to the airport.
At the center of the town, there stood the building that reminded one of a small town courthouse. This all in one facility housed city administration and judicial courthouse. It was fronted by one of the park areas.
Every street in the area was nicely landscaped and maintained every day. If a leaf fell from a tree, it was blown into a pile by a worker, bagged up and removed.
When we divorced, I rescued Tippy from the city animal shelter. It was love at first sight. If I had any doubts about adopting a dog going into the shelter they dissolved when I saw her. So glad she liked me too.
We (Tippy and I) were creatures of habit for our morning walk. After a short drive from home, we always parked by the Starbucks to start the route. Our only abort was heavy rain. Other than that, we were clockwork. Very predictable.
I ordered ahead for my favorite — Grande Pike. Starbucks by policy doesn’t allow dogs in their ‘food’ establishment. I cheated a little on that, walking in with Tippy (a rare canine mute) to grab my pre-order stacked next to a dozen others. My eyesight had gone downhill, one reason for my forced retirement. I had to look at most of the tiny, printed labels. Luck of the draw, it was usually the last cup. Others with better sight behind me were usually and justifiably impatient. Sorry!
Of on the walk, we varied the route a little depending on our needed stop time.
One day, we headed down the main street. Typically, the only people we encountered were businesspeople coming from the hotel heading to Starbucks.
Today, on the opposite side of the street about a block away, I spotted a dog walker. Couldn’t tell much about either the walker or the dog. I kept walking. At first, I guessed female walker. Closer … closer … closer — yes female with a labradoodle — so cute — both of them. As we closed the distance between us, I just kept my eyes forward watching Tippy sniff another tree.
‘Hi!’ She enthusiastically called out to me from across the street.
‘Hi’ I meekly responded and weakly waved.
‘Have a good day!’ She was so energetic.
‘Thanks.’ I said almost inaudibly.
I don’t know why I gave such perfunctory responses. I turned to watch her walk away. She was wearing tight, white jeans that fit her body like a glove. I could see the separation of her cheeks, the jeans were that tight. Her top was sleeveless. Her hair in a blond ponytail poking out from the back of her baseball cap. I love that look.
She swayed confidently as she walked away. She effused sexiness even in that ordinary outfit. What an idiot I am! Being single at the moment I was looking for friendship and more. You never know when it will present. If I run into to her again, I need to have a plan for that encounter.
***
We headed back to the house. I couldn’t stop thinking about her. A wave and a good day and I can’t stop thinking about her? I am really hard up, I guess. I need to get focused and get back to my writing. After semi-retiring and divorce I had to fill a gap. A gap created by living to work versus working to live. Now, I turned down contract work unless it fit my criteria — minimal travel, no more than a year and a rate that was outrageous. Amazing how many companies met all that. I had a lot of bills to pay though.
I thought about finding out more about her, but I really didn’t have nothing to go on. I needed more. I thought through a plan if I saw her again. I put those thoughts aside.
I focused and continued my writing. I had never written or published anything before except for business, but I was inspired to put my thoughts into words. I wrote for me hoping others would enjoy the pieces. I found out most do, but some don’t.
My ex called.
‘Tom, can you take the kids to school tomorrow?’
‘Absolutely I can do that. Pick them up at 7?’
‘Yes, that would be great. Please bring Tippy? They love her!’
‘Of course. She loves them too.’
My ex had full custody of the kids. I was that bad. I just couldn’t keep it in my pants. She is an attorney. She and her divorce attorney nailed me to a cross during the hearings. I didn’t have a chance. She asked for full custody and built the case to get it. I swore my next wife would not be an attorney. Plan ahead.
Overtime she allowed me to have time with kids. Plus, I was now her go to when she had a conflict and needed to get one of the kids somewhere.
The timing of picking up and dropping off the kids would disrupt our daily walk schedule, but that’s OK. I love my kids and would do anything for them. Plus, Tippy can’t tell time. Uh — maybe not totally true, she is my morning alarm clock. How do dogs tell time?
I was hoping I would see the woman in white jeans with a dog — a working name. If she was a stickler for schedule like me, I would miss her today. Not the end of the world, I need to curb a growing obsession. I have been there before. Sad to say with my ex-wife’s sister Grace that led to the divorce. They made up and are back to talking to each other Grace told me. We stay in touch. Her husband forgave her, not sure I could do something like that.
I dropped the kids off and headed to Starbucks. We were 20 minutes off schedule. Tippy and I did our Starbucks stop and started our walk hoping that today she was off schedule. No lady in white jeans. Oh well. Maybe she sticks to the same schedule.
***
The next day, Tippy and I were right on schedule. In the car, as we turned onto the street to head to Starbucks, I saw her down the block on the street we just turned off of. White jeans again with her dog. We scored a Starbuck’s parking spot. I debated to wait or start the walk. I decided to start the walk but cross to the streetside she would probably walk. A gamble. I grabbed my Pike — it was the first cup — a good omen. I was so excited to execute my engagement plan. We walked toward her. She had crossed the street! Damn it.
She stopped.
‘Hi! I can’t believe we are meeting like this again!’
I was not prepped for this! Shit! Once again, another stupid response.
‘Yes!’ I tried to sound excited but failed.
‘Have a great day!’ She replied.
She started walking the last block to Starbucks. Should I do a 180 and follow her? No! Live to fight another day. Our schedule is her schedule, it just depended on path.
I had a closer view of her today. Her breasts bulged out from her sleeveless workout top. Man, I was even more turned on. I got to get some balls to engage. Maybe she was interested, maybe not, but I had to try.
***
Dawn broke, Tippy hadn’t woke me up yet.
My thoughts drifted to the shapely cheeks in the white jeans and the breasts pushing out against the sleeveless workout top. Just a hint of the side of her workout bra visible in the sleeveless top. I moved my hand down between my legs, playing with my sleeping cock, massaging it as I thought about her. Caressing my ball sack, pulling on my shaft, playing with the sensitive spot on the head. With my other hand tweaking my nipples till the buds were hard. Soon I was a hard and upright. I stroked it while visualizing undoing her belt and then the top button. I pulled down her zipper and her jeans seeking the sight of her pussy.
I fantasized her begging me to pull off her panties so that she could mount me. I pulled them down for her. She moved in to position herself on top of me.
I picked up the stroking pace.
She guided my cock into her pussy.
Faster stroking.
I imagined penetrating her soft, wet pussy pushing aside the outer lips, moving in deeper.
Harder stroking. Harder, harder, harder … I was going to cum.
She was begging for more, go deeper, go harder, Give it to me now she said.
Tippy started barking at me. She jumped up on the bed. She started licking my face.
‘OK baby, time to get up.’
She jumped off the bed. I laid there for a moment admiring the tent I made. I could see a wet spot on the sheet. I have got to connect with her.
We followed our normal route that morning, but no sight of her. Sigh, I was ready to make a pitch.
Three more days, no white jeans and dog. Maybe she was not a regular. Oh well, it was fun while it lasted. I could still fantasize about her.
***
I had to put her out of mind. I let Tippy lead the way on today’s walk. We were heading back to the car, turned the corner and there she was. I was stunned, not just the surprise of seeing her, but seeing her in a different outfit. The top was a v cut putting on display her bountiful breasts. Short, shorts barely covering the rounded, firm cheeks. She was looking down at her dog sniffing a tree and didn’t see me. Time to be charming,
‘Hi!’ I said in my mostly fake, exuberant voice.
She looked up from her dog, ‘Well hello to you. Didn’t I see you a week ago across the street?’
I can’t believe she remembered.
‘Yes, that was me.’ I froze. I couldn’t think of my next line.
‘What is your dogs name?’
Brilliant! Why didn’t I think of asking that?
‘Tippy. She is my best friend, my alarm clock and work out buddy.’
That, sounded so, so lame, I am hopeless. I will be stuck with my right hand as my partner forever.
‘So is Lizzy for me!’
Thank God! Something in common.
She suggested, ‘Could Tippy have a playdate with Lizzy? Maybe tomorrow afternoon? She could come to my place. You could come too. If that works for you and Tippy.’
‘Well, I tell you what, I will clear Tippy’s calendar so that she can do that.’
She laughed. I scored some cool points. Yes!
She reached down to pet Tippy and talk to her. I stared at her breasts trying to sneak out of the V neck.
‘Daddy and I are going to get together tomorrow so that you and Lizzy can have a playdate. Is that OK baby?’
Most questions to dogs are rhetorical, but I thought I saw Tippy nod.
‘Hand me your phone, I will add all my contact info.’
No problem. Jill. Address, phone, email.
‘I will send you, my info.’ I said.
‘Great, see you tomorrow at 2.’
She walked away. I had to look at her ass as she walked away. She stopped her dog and looked back. She smiled, waved, and blew a kiss to me. She probably knew I was watching. As usual I just stood there staring at her. She turned and resumed walking. I shouldn’t rub my cock in public, but for her I made an exception.
***
I could not sleep that night. ‘Daddy and I are going to get together tomorrow.’ When I heard that, there was a lightning strike that hit my balls. I probably was reading too much into that statement, but nonetheless I was enjoying it. Hand on cock again. This time, I was cumming in her pussy.
***
Today is the day. I slipped into a thong versus briefs. My tight jeans and a short sleeve shirt to show off the guns. I gave Tippy a bath last night so that she was at her best too.
We started our normal walk expecting to see Jill and Lizzy. No sign of them. Went back to the car and sat there wondering if yesterday was a dream. But…our date was 2 PM. So, I told myself to calm down. Tippy laid down in her shotgun seat. She wasn’t worried, I shouldn’t be.
***
I distracted myself by starting another story. Tippy slept as usual except for the noon walk. One-thirty came, drive time of 15 minutes to her place. I took Tippy for a quick walk to empty her, which of course she did not cooperate with, she was dawdling. We jumped in the car at 1:50. I hate to be late.
The building entrance had a keypad for entering the condo number and a three check digits. Jill had added that to her address info. I waited for what seemed a long time. Then the door buzzed signaling it was unlocked.
I took the elevator to her floor and found the condo.
I pushed the Ring and heard the bell inside of the home.
‘May I help you?’ She was talking via Ring. What?
‘Yes, it is Tom. I …’
The door opened. She was playing with me. There she stood in casual, but seductive clothing. Her top was a wraparound sheer white blouse that tied between her breasts. No evidence of a bra. Large areolas were easy to make out and the buds were hard, up against the thin material. White shorts so tight, they bisected the lips of her vagina. High heel sandals, hair down, no ponytail or baseball cap. She was a sight to be seen. I thought she was at the right height to do it standing up.
‘Hi Tippy!’
She knelt down to pet her which gave me a great show of her huge breasts with the top of the areolas now peeking out.
She was so affectionate with Tippy. Petting her head, massaging her ears which she loved. Soothing doggy talk. Tippy jumped up to lick her face. She was caught by surprise and pulled back then fell forward. Tippy scurried away. Jill braced herself by placing her hands on my thighs, but it wasn’t enough to prevent her from falling forward and landing her face right on my package. She quickly moved back a few inches once she had her balance, but hands still on my thighs.
What was she thinking? I know what I was thinking, if she every gets that close to my naked manhood I will put my hands gently behind her head to guide her mouth onto me.
She pulled back, still kneeling in front of me. Come on Jill, make a move. I know you want it. Take it. It’s yours for the taking.
‘Could you please help me up?’
‘Of course. Are you OK?’ I asked as I reached down under her arms to help her stand, oh so close to her breasts.
‘Thank you. I am so embarrassed. I just didn’t expect Tippy to jump up and lick me. I have no problem with her licking me, it was just a surprise. Where did she go?’
I called for her. She came running. I picked her up as I could tell Jill was going to talk to her.
‘Tippy, I am so sorry! You are such a good dog. Give Jill a kiss please.’
She moved in close presenting herself for a lick. Tippy obliged.
‘I so love dogs. I want her to like me.’
‘No worries, she wouldn’t lick you if she didn’t. She knows good people. I always lick people I like too.’
What did I just say?
‘You are so funny. I love being licked.’
She giggled while asking, ‘Sorry about ramming my face into your crotch. Are you OK?’
‘No harm, no foul.’
But I wanted to say, yes, it hurts. Can you kiss it to make it better?
‘How about a tour?’ she suggested.
‘Big picture on the layout. Two bedroom condo with outrageous HOA fees for the elegant entrance, library setting for happy hour, workout room, roof top bar but no pool. Sometimes you have to rough it.’
She showed me the utility room to the right of foyer. That is where Tippy ran to. On the left was the bedroom two as she called it. Decent size, huge bed, ensuite bathroom. Looked like a guest room. Hardly used.
Onto the master bedroom suite. Extravagantly appointed, extra-large bathroom with a fancy standalone tub, party size shower, his and her potties and closets. Oh yeah, an oversize king bed and a door to a private patio with a great view of downtown. At night it must be quite a sight.
The kitchen was equipped with all the top of the line appliances. It opened to a living area with a large wall mounted TV, furnished with an oversized leather sofa, love seat, plush chairs and mahogany tables strategically placed. Off to the side, I small bar area equipped with a loaded wine cooler.
‘It is not much, but it is just Jack and I.’
Jack and Jill, I had to control my desire to laugh.
‘I know what you are thinking, Jack and Jill went up the hill to … if this Jack ever broke his crown, no tumbling by me.’
Does she read minds or was that obvious? But what a telling statement about her Jack.
‘Let’s drink while the kids play. I am a wino, let’s see how many bottles we can empty. I am ready.’
‘Challenge accepted!’ I said.
I did the gentlemen thing and pulled a great chard from the cooler, popped it open and poured. She was sitting on the leather sofa when I brought her the wine glass. I moved to sit on the adjacent chair.
‘No, no, sit next to me.’ She smiled and patted the cushion next to her. I willingly obliged. Twist my arm.
While the ‘kids’ played, we had a great conversation. We covered a multitude of topics from current events, favorite streaming programs, movies, books, podcasts, restaurants, sports teams, so much. We were simpatico on almost everything. I kept the wine flowing. I was getting loose, she wasn’t far behind I hope.
She brought up marital backgrounds. I went first.
‘Well, I have been married twice, divorced both times. The last one I am not so proud of.’
‘Why is that?’ she asked.
‘I was caught cheating. Cheating with my wife’s sister. The affair had gone on for a year. My ex is an attorney, she made a masterful case with her divorce attorney. She was granted full custody of the three kids.’
‘I am so sorry. Your wife’s sister …’ She stopped, she was probably going to say how disgusting that was.
‘Was it worth it?’ she asked.
‘Yes, it was. We had the best sex. Maybe because it was taboo to fuck your sister-in-law. Sorry, that was crude.’
She responded, ‘I kind of feel that way too.’
Not sure what that meant. There was more to this story.
I noticed on her Apple Watch that it was 4 o’clock already. Wow, time was flying.
‘I have been married to Jack for 5 years now. He is about 10 years younger than me, us from what I can tell of you. He is extremely successful, works hard, provides whatever we need. This is the smallest condo we have. Larger condos in Cozumel and Vail. However, there is a problem.’
‘Does he cheat on you?’
‘Oh no, nothing like that. Well maybe.’
‘What is it?’
‘He is horrible in bed. We kiss, we play, he gets on top of me and pumps me full. He jumps off of me practically running to the shower. I lay there dripping with his cum totally unsatisfied. No foreplay, no oral sex, nothing exciting.’
I did not know what to say. Talk about brutally honest. We just completed bottle three of wine. I was feeling brave. I moved in and put my arm around her. I placed my hand on her cheek to move her face towards me.
‘I would like to help.’ I leaned in and kissed her, looking for a reaction. She kissed me back. I gently pulled back to whisper.
‘I will make you forget about him for a while if you let me,’
She nodded yes. I gently placed my lips on her mouth. She pulled me in hard for an open mouth kiss, inserting her tongue, seeking out my tongue. She wrapped her lips around my tongue, sucking on it possibly signaling her future intent. I placed my hand gently on her left breast. I sensed a slight ripple of excitement from her. I found the knot binding her blouse together, a simple knot which a gentle pull released her breasts. A dream come true.
We continued our passionate kissing. I squeezed one breast then the other. I ran my fingers slowly back and forth across one nipple, then the other. She moved her hips up. I did it again, more hip movement. Some women can orgasm with nipple arousal, but I wanted to do more.
I slowly moved my hand down from her breasts across her stomach and squeezed it into the top of her tight shorts. I slipped my hand down further into her shorts seeking her pleasure zone. I stopped with my hand surrounding the outside of it. I squeezed the lips gently together. She bucked up against my hand breaking our kiss. I brushed my hand back and forth intentionally but not touching her clitoris. Too early to touch it directly.
She reached down, undid the clasp of her shorts, pulled the zipper down and with both hands shoved the shorts down to the floor. I helped by pulling down her panties to the floor, allowing total access for me.
She leaned back on the couch and spread her legs wide open beckoning my mouth, tongue, and fingers to deliver satisfaction to this beautiful sex starved woman. Her pussy was inviting. She was ready. I moved in and placed my hands on her inner thighs. I moved in close to her. I looked up to her for eye contact. She smiled.
I licked her inner thighs, one side, then the other. I continued licking and then kissing my way up. I stopped short of contacting the outer zone of her sexual pleasure. She placed her hands on the back of my head forcing me in closer. I licked her swelling outer lips. One side then the other. I sucked on one side then the other. I pinched them together, kissed them, then ran my tongue back and forth across them. I paused to look at her. Her head was back, her eyes closed. She was enjoying the ride.
I inserted my tongue into her pussy playing around inside while resting my upper lip on the very bottom of her clitoris. I pulled back and gave her clit a quick lick. She trembled.
Moving up, I ran my tongue back and forth across her clit. It was engorged. I sucked on it once. She almost levitated off the couch. I sucked again. I backed off to just swipe it with my tongue.
‘Suck on it, please suck on it. please suck on my clit,’ she screamed.
I obliged. Once, then twice, then three times releasing and pausing each time to tease her, letting the anticipation build.
‘Oh my god I am cumming!’ she shouted rolling her head back and forth. She grabbed the back of my head pulling it hard onto her while I kept her clit between my lips.
Her body rippled from top to bottom, bucking up and down. Her pussy was soaked with her juices.
She whimpered, ‘Oh my …oh my… oh my.’ Her voice dropping down to a whisper. Eventually she went quiet.
I continued to lick her, gently, with no real intent to go again unless she asked for it.
‘You are a fucking magician. Let’s go to the bedroom, I need you to fuck me. I need another orgasm just like that.’
‘Maybe sucking magician would be a better name?’ I said.
‘You are so right.’
We stood up. She grabbed my hand and led us to the 2nd bedroom. She jumped on the bed. The dogs followed us in and laid down in the corner next to each other. I stripped down. My cock was at full mast. She spread her legs ready to accept my erection. Then she changed her mind.
‘Can we do it doggy style? Jack only does missionary. I really need something different.’
She moved to all fours on the bed, just the right height for me.
I moved in position to enter her. I took my time to slowly touch her lips with the head, then moved it back and forth across the full width and height of her wet pussy. I rested the head under her clitoris and moved it up and down trying to tease her anticipation. I slowly moved the head into her parting the labia open to accept my full length. I pushed in so that the head was enveloped by her pussy. She thrusted her bottom back to force me deeper inside, but I retreated to tease her.
Then … surprise!
‘Honey, I am home.’
It must be Jack, it was close to 5:30. Home from work? Did she neglect to share that arrival time detail? Lizzy started quietly whimpering hearing Daddy. Tippy didn’t make a whimper the only sound she makes. Good girl.
I whispered, ‘ What do we do now?’
A million thoughts crossed my mind. Was he the violent type? Did he have a gun? Am I fucked. She spoke.
‘Put it in all the way. Do it now!’ She whispered in my ear.
I was totally surprised, it just didn’t make sense.
‘But … but … I …’
‘Just do it. All the way in … all the way in … now!’
I placed my hands on her firm cheeks and thrust forward not knowing why I was complying.
‘Yes, oh God yes.’ She whispered.
I just did it. Might as well, I am going to die anyway.
‘Don’t worry, He has never been in this room, never. Just keep fucking me, I love it. I love doggy style. It has been so long.’
I had to admit, it was so stimulating knowing I was fucking this guy’s wife when he was just yards away. As long as she and I controlled our moaning volume we should be just fine.
I heard him talking to someone.
‘Yeah Viv. Home from work. She is gone, probably walking her best friend. She needs to get a life. Maybe she needs a lover. Anyway, she won’t know I came home, so I will head over to your place for a while. Wear that sexy black outfit that I like. I am so horny after today. I am hard just talking to you.’
He left.
He doesn’t cheat on her? Didn’t sound that way.
Hearing all that, I started to pull out.
‘What the fuck are you doing?’ She grabbed my cock and pulled it back in.
‘Fuck me, fuck me harder.’
I felt like saying yes Ma’am. Knowing he was gone and what we heard changed my perspective. I gladly complied. I moved all the way in, then all the way out. I went halfway in, then pulled out where my head was touching her lips then plunged in and ground my pelvis into her. Back out. Swiped the head back and forth across her labia and then plunged in halfway, hold, then all the way in. She buckled down resting her head on the sheets moaning softly. I picked up the pace drawing all the way out then hard against her ass the angle of my cock surely hitting her G-spot, time and time again. She was losing control as her orgasm rippled through her body. She grabbed onto her nipples pulling them hard downward.
I kept pumping in and out. She was tighter than expected. Seeing her launching an orgasm raised my stimulation. I pushed in, pulled out, plunged back in. Again, again, again. I couldn’t hold back any longer and released all the buildup deep into her. I kept pumping and pumping until every drop left my balls and cock. I pulled out and laid down next to her.
Lizzy barked.
‘She needs to go out,’ Jill sighed.
‘Tippy probably needs to go as well, plus this is dinner time.’
‘Could you be a dear and walk Lizzy across the street at the park? Could you make sure you pick up after her? I understand if you have to take Tippy home to feed her after walking her.’
‘Sure,’ I got dressed thinking this was not the way I thought our encounter would end, but the dogs started it.
I returned with the dogs. Jill was dressed — end of encounter.
‘Thanks for walking her.’
‘Your welcome. So … should we talk about the elephant in the room?’
‘Jack? He is an asshole. Rich asshole. This is the first time I cheated on him, but …. I loved it. I would like to continue our relationship if you are cool with that.’
Uh let me think. Gorgeous woman, horny for sex. Willing divorcee out to please women.
‘Yes, I am cool with that.’ I said excitedly.
‘Are you sure? As I have come to know, cheating has repercussions.’ I added.
‘He is a narcissist. He fooled me up front in our relationship. It is all about him. Time for it to be all about me.’
‘So, when can we get together again?’ I asked.
‘I would love to say tonight, maybe at the hotel but to be real, how about tomorrow morning after walking the dogs? We can bump into each other. I will ask you to help with a condo problem. It’s a cover in case Jack reviews the entrance cams footage.’
‘Wait a minute. He might see I entered your building before he came home?’
‘He could but he won’t. You could be anyone visiting a resident. But tomorrow, if we enter at the same time, I need a cover.’
Makes sense. I agreed.
Time to get Tippy home for dinner and think about this wild afternoon.
***
There wasn’t a lot to think about. I wanted more of her. Every day if possible.
The next morning, we hooked up as planned, it took me 4 hours to fix her condo ‘problem’. We explored other positions after an exchange of oral sex. She was quite good at everything. I was clearly falling ‘in-like’ with her. It wasn’t just the sex, it was all the things we shared interest in. Not only was she good in bed, but good on the couch just talking.
I loved our time together.
We repeated out daily, weekday meetings for over a month. We weren’t getting tired of each other at all, we varied the sex and the conversations. We varied the locations visiting my bare bones apartment, a hotel and one time in the car.
At the apartment, she noticed my desk where I did all my writing. She took an interest in my writing. I told her that I was planning on writing a semi-autobiographical book. I told her I wasn’t quite ready for that but wrote short stories to sharpen my skills. Fun short stories. She asked what I did with them, and I told her I posted them to a literary site.
‘Which site?’ she asked.
I told her.
‘Oh my God, I go to that site all the time. I love the erotic stories. What is your pen name?’
I shared that.
‘I follow you! I don’t like the Daddy Daughter stuff, but I loved the one about the female boxing attorney. So hot. I can’t wait for the next chapter. I love teasers.’
‘Let’s read that now, I will take her part of course, you read the unbelievable nephew part,’ she said.
When we finished, she was so turned on, no need for foreplay. She climbed right up on top of me, and Amazon fucked me. I loved it.
Another day, we did our dog walking routine, but instead of heading to the condo she suggested doing something else.
‘Let’s drive downtown to that amazing park. Tippy and Lizzy will really like a change of location. So many new places to sniff.’
‘That sounds great. We could have lunch and drinks and do serious people watching.’
We took my car. It was about a 40 minute drive. She wore a sun dress with a short hemline. I couldn’t resist placing my hand on her visible inner thigh. She reciprocated with her hand placed right on my dick. As I caressed her inner thigh, she massaged and grabbed my growing cock. I looked at her, she smiled and leaned into to kiss me.
‘Jill, the kids are with us. I need to drive safe.’ I knew what she desired.
‘OK, pull over into a parking lot.’
I picked a huge big box store lot. We were far removed from the store. No one parked around us.
We kissed, kissed hard running our hands all over each other. I unbuttoned her blouse, pulled down her bra to touch and kiss her lovely tits.
She undid my, belt, top clasp and pulled my zipper down. She reached down into my briefs, took hold of my growing erection and began stroking it. I slipped one hand into her workout shorts finding my favorite spot. I cupped her vagina, but slipped one finger into the homeland of her pleasure.
She broke off the kissing. I think I knew where she was heading. I was right.
I raised my bottom off the seat and pulled my pants and briefs down to my ankles giving her full access to me. She pulled down her workout shorts and panties as well.
After moving into place, hovering right about the head, I could feel her breath on it. This was an incredible view of the intimate position. I could see my base, but the rest obscured by her bountiful blond hair — no ponytail today. The lengthy part of her head of hair brushing up against my inner thighs. She moved the hair obstructing my full view out of the way. She is so considerate.
She gave the head a short lick then all the way around it. She took her time moving down to take the head in her mouth. She held it there running her tongue around it. I thought I was hard when she started, harder now. She slowly moved down about halfway and then slowly back up keeping the head inside her mouth. She repeated 3-4 times, I lost count it felt so good. She moved down and up a little deeper, repeating again.
This was driving me crazy, she knew I loved it when she deep throated me. She was using that knowledge to her advantage to tease me. Down about three quarters, up down, repeat. Then surprise, she dropped all the way down, holding my cock hostage in her mouth. I could feel the head trying to find a home in her throat. But it was a quick up and down but this time up and off. I was so close.
She surprised me by crawling on top. She reached down to the power seat controls and moved the seat to totally recline. She guided me right into her pussy, past the outer, past the inner, right up against her G-spot. She began rhythmically moving up and down. God she was so tight and wet. I was so close due to her oral expertise.
‘Jill, I am sorry, I can’t hold back.’
‘Tom, that is exactly what I was trying to do.’
She moved up and down just 2 more times and I let go. More and more explosions of my cum inside of her. I couldn’t believe how much I gave her.
‘But I didn’t make it good for you.’ I told her. I felt bad.
‘Tom don’t worry. I had a lot of fun doing it. It is not the last time we will have sex.’
She gave me a kiss. She moved back to her seat allowing me to admire my cum soaked cock.
She said, ‘Don’t clean it up, I will.’
She kneeled on her passenger seat, spread her legs letting my cum leak down to her hand. She licked her hand clean and then massaged with her fingers working out the last of the cum out of her pussy, but not a lot.
She moved back to me and let the cum drip down on the head. She dropped low to the base and swiped up with her tongue cleaning one side of the shaft then other. She then wrapped her lips around the head and squeezed out the last of it. She sat back, opened her mouth, her tongue covered in white, she closed and swallowed.
‘OK, we can go now.’
I think I am in love.
***
The park was amazing. Tippy and Lizzy were in sniffing heaven. We walked around the park holding hands. I really like Jill. It was moving to something beyond that, but I kept reminding myself she was married.
There were a lot of people in the park today. There were school children on a field trip, elderly seniors out for the fresh air, young couples, and us. At one point in our walk, I just had the overwhelming urge to kiss her. It was a long kiss, a kiss of lovers enjoying each other’s company.
‘Daddy! Daddy!’
It was Rachel and Maddy my twins running towards me. I kneeled down to accept their hugs.
‘Daddy, what are you doing here? We are on our field trip.’
Oops, I knew that. Damn I wish I remembered that 2 hours ago.
‘Tippy!’
They ran to Tippy and gave her a hug. Her tail was wagging at full speed.
‘We love Tippy. I wish you and her would live with us.’
God, I hated that. I always feel the worst about cheating and the divorce when the girls emote over me. But they shifted gears.
‘Daddy, we saw you kissing this pretty lady. Do you know her?’
Ah the innocence of children.
‘Yes, this is Jill, and her dog is named Lizzy.’
‘Hi Miss Jill. Can we pet Lizzy?’
‘Yes of course. Rub her behind her ears and down by her tail, she really likes that.’
Lizzy loved it and tried to lick Rachel who stuck her face out to make it easy for her.
Maddy, miss pretty in pink, loves jewelry and spotted Jill’s ring. It was a big beautiful blue diamond on her ring finger. She took it off while we had sex. Maybe that made her think it was OK to fuck someone else.
‘Ms. Jill that is a beautiful ring. Did Daddy give it to you?’
Jill beat me to the punch, ‘No honey, someone else gave it to me.’
‘Oh, he has good taste.’
Jill turned to me and said, ‘They are so polite with good manners.’
‘Blame my ex for that.’
‘Hi. I need to get the girls back to the group. Is that OK Tom?’
She was one of Rachel and Maddy’s teachers from a year ago. We met at a parent teacher night right before the divorce.
She was very attractive, very single back then. I was the go to parent back then because I wasn’t in court all the time. She requested a conference with me — one on one — to discuss the girls. We met, she subtly came onto to me, I was interested, but I was already in affair with Grace that led to the divorce. She might have been a better, bad choice, one that could be forgiven. But another bad decision for me.
‘Sure Claire. Thanks for letting them spend some time with me. It is hard to come by.’
‘Are you allowed to meet and discuss the girls academics?’ She knew I was divorced.
‘I will have to check with Mom.’
‘OK, let me know, you know how to reach me. as always, I am available to meet anytime, anyplace.’
She winked at me.
The girls ran off with her.
‘What the fuck was that all about?’ Jill said tersely.
‘Nothing, she has been trying to bed me down for years. I always parried her thrusts.’
‘Yeah right, but you were married back then already fucking around.’
She was fucking jealous! I couldn’t believe it! A married women jealous of her lover being hit on!
‘Jill, I have no intention pursuing her. Why would I do that?’
I reached in to give her hug and kiss, but she avoided it. It was a very cold and silent ride back.
‘Drop me by the Starbucks.’
‘Can’t we spend some time at your condo?’ Code name for sex.
No answer. She jumped out of the car, literally yanking Lizzy out of the back seat seemingly in anger. Lizzy squealed when she hit the concrete.
‘Oh baby, I am so sorry. So sorry. I didn’t mean to do that. Mommy isn’t mad at you.’
She picked her up and walked away. I watched as the sun dress swayed back and forth.
What the hell did I do? I was actually honest about Claire. Jesus.
***
Maybe the combination of complete control of me in the car, meeting the twins then being hit on by the teacher defined who I am. Lover, cheater, father.. Someone now no longer attractive to Jill. I don’t know. I need a plan.
My phone rang. Not even a hello or pleasantries.
‘The girls told me you have a girlfriend. They saw you kissing in the park. You knew the girls would be there. Did you do that on purpose?’
Grace gave me a heads up this was coming.
‘Short answer — no on field trip, I plum forgot. Jill loves that park. We took our dogs for a nice walk there. When I saw the girls, I remembered. Sorry.’
‘Your favorite word. Are you fucking her? Maddy told me about the ring. Can’t you find someone who is actually single?’
‘I can’t believe this. Why do you care? Do you need more dirt on me? You already have the kids, child support and alimony you don’t need.’
‘They told me you were talking to Claire, do you still want to fuck her? I feel sorry for Jill, the girls said she was really nice.’
‘Jesus, leave me alone, we are divorced.’
‘The girls said you were going to ask Mom about something.’
‘Claire asked if I could meet with her on the girls academics.’
‘You do know she no longer teaches any classes for the girls — right?’
I didn’t, but I said yes.
‘I told Jill I had no intention of pursuing Claire’s veiled come on.’
‘Oh, was she jealous? If so, most likely because you shared your cheating history.’
She is just too smart.
‘I have to go, tell the kids I love them.’
I hung up and threw my phone on the bed. She is probably right, I need someone single, but I am addicted to playing with fire.
***
No sign of white pants lady and a dog for two weeks. This has to be over. Time to call Claire? No! I want Jill. I still need a plan, but I am shooting blanks. Should I just go to her place? I don’t know. She was pissed. Then the universe came into play.
I stopped at the grocery story to pick up a few things. I ambled over to produce with my hand held basket. There was Jill. She was looking at bananas. She didn’t notice when I moved next to her. She was picking through the available produce.
I held up a large banana in front of her.
‘I have a bigger banana if you need one.’
She laughed, she recognized it was me. I wasted no time to tell her about my honest feelings for her.
‘I love you, Jill.’
She was shocked. But the she turned to me, wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me.
‘I love you too Tom.’
‘Come on, let me show off my banana.’
We dropped our baskets and ran out of the store. She jumped in her car, and I followed.
She parked in her garage spot, I parked down the street. She buzzed me in, I caught the elevator. She left her door ajar. She was on the couch waiting for me. It was about 4:30.
‘Are we OK here?’
‘Yes, Tom was flying out of town after work. We have all night and a whole week after that.’
I loved this place, so many good memories. Especially bedroom 2, the safe place.
We never made it that far today. We were so enraptured with having sex, we stripped, the couch would be the place for the second time. We moved fast, I was hot, she was hot. She climbed up on top of me and guided my cock in to the tight, wet pussy. It felt sooooo good. I just laid there as she used my erection to her benefit, side benefit for me. She presented her breasts to me and I sucked and pulled on her nipples. Back to the old days then …
The door opened. It was Jack. He walked in quickly heading to the bedroom like he was looking for something he forgot and needed a quick turnaround. At first, he didn’t notice us on the couch. Jill crouched down lower to avoid detection, but it was not enough.
‘Jill, what are you doing,’
To him, it looked like she was on the couch with her head poking up. He walked in closer.
‘What the fuck is going on?’
He could see his wife, naked, on top of some dude.
‘You are fucking someone on our couch?’ saying each word separately building up the volume on each.
She got off of me.
‘Yes, that is true. And the problem is?’
‘The problem is you are cheating on me, fucking someone in our house,’ he screamed at her. His face was turning red.
‘So cheating is a problem, Jack? Answer carefully for ‘Viv’.’ The Viv said with emphasis.
‘We are getting divorced, I caught you in the act. You will get nothing,’ he calmly stated.
‘Not so fast, I have friends who you think are your friends, but they are not. I have more than enough dirt on you. I will clean you out.’
He stared at her incredulously. He started to say something but instead stormed out of the house with determination.
‘Well Lizzy and I need a place to stay tonight and maybe longer. Can we stay with you?’
‘Well Lizzy for sure, I will have to think about her owner.’
She punched me in the chest and wacked my cock gently.
‘I heard a rumor that you love her owner, so I am not worried.’
Jack came back in, he was wielding two hand guns.
‘Both of you on your knees in front of me. It is time to fix this problem.’
He placed a gun in Jill’s hand, gripping it tightly to control it. He forced her finger onto the trigger and placed the gun against my temple. He removed the safety.
‘Pull the trigger Jill and all is forgiven.’
TO BE CONTINUED