“So,” I said to Janet later that night. “I saw your ex-husband earlier today.”
“What did that creep have to say?” she asked, looking up from her crossword puzzle.
“He said he wanted to give me a friendly warning,” I told her, watching as her eyes went wide in surprise.
“Oh, really?” she asked laughingly. “Just what was he warning you about? Stay away from my wife, or else?”
I shook my head, smiling. She knew that I wouldn’t take kindly to anyone threatening me, and she also had to assume that Ed wouldn’t have balls enough to make those kind of threats. Still, he did warn me, and she hadn’t brought up once about the last couple of nights…
“He said, and I quote, ‘The bitch is evil man. She will fuck your body and then fuck your mind up.’ Any idea what he meant by that?
“I have no idea what he meant,” Janet replied steadfastly. The look on her face was one of pure confusion, and I couldn’t help but feel she was telling the truth.
“What about us?” I asked, pressing further. “You never talk about the two of us.”
“What about us?” she asked, a small smile forming on her lips as she raised her eyebrow quizzically. “I thought we were just two adults seeking mutual satisfaction. Am I right, or is it more you are looking for?”
“But, since you haven’t brought it up at all, I was beginning to wonder…”
“… if what the bastard said was true. Right?” She finished for me. “I can understand that.”
“Well, are you playing some mind games with me?” I asked pointedly.
“The only games I want to play all involve that wonderful dick of yours, and both of us leaving satisfied. No strings. We are just friends fulfilling each other’s desires. It beats jacking off, doesn’t it?”
“Indeed it does,” I barked out in laughter.
“Ok, then,” she sighed and the smiled playfully. “Speaking of being satisfied… I’m not wearing any panties, and the girls aren’t going to be home for another 30 minutes.”
She stood up and turned around, leaning over the arm of the couch. Reaching back she pulled up her skirt, showing me her nice round ass and puffy pussy lips. I moaned appreciatively and stepped up behind her, placing my fingers on the outside of her sex.
I slide my middle finger between her folds, and was surprised to find that she was already sopping wet. Something told me that she had gone without for so long, that the mere thought of sex made her juices flow. I let my finger slide all the way inside, and wiggled it around, tickling her inner canal.
Looking down on her I had a thought, more of a desire really, to taste her. Pulling my finger from her moist depths I knelt down behind her, parted her pussy lips with both hands, and ran my tongue up and down her moist slit. I heard her take in a sharp breath as my tongue explored her inner and outer folds. She tasted wonderful, her juices coating my mouth, lips and tongue.
I pressed my face firmly against her, my tongue sliding as far in as it could. Keeping her pussy lips spread with my left hand, I reached between her legs with my right and began massaging her clit rapidly. Since no one was home, she was less inhibited with her vocal cries, and it wasn’t long before she was moaning loudly and pressing herself back on my mouth and probing fingers.
“Oh fuck, Todd,” she moaned. “Eat my pussy. Oh shit, I’m…I’m… ohhh….”
If I thought she was wet before, I was highly mistaken. As she began to orgasm, her juices literally flowed from her pussy, covering my face, fingers. Well… everything that I had touching her was literally soaked in her womanly juices.
Wanting to take advantage of her orgasmic bliss, I stood up abruptly. Pulled my sweat pants down to my knees and shoved my hard cock into hot depths. This must have triggered another orgasm, as her head flew back and a guttural cry escaped her lips. Her pussy muscles clamped hard around my shaft, grasping me tightly as I held myself deep in her womb.
“Fuck me,” she growled, looking at me over her shoulder. “Fuck me, hard. Make me your whore.”
“Unhh,” I groaned. Reaching up and grabbing a hold of her long red hair. Wrapping it in my fingers, I pulled back lightly, testing her for resistance.
“That’s it, baby,” she growled. “Pull my hair, make me your bitch.”
With a loud growl, I yanked back on her hair as I started to piston my hips back and forth. My long, thick cock slammed into her pussy repeatedly, hard and fast. Holding her there, I began slapping her bare ass with my hand each time I pulled back. I savored the sound of our flesh slapping, her moans of pain and pleasure and her pleading for me to smack her harder, and to fuck her harder.
I don’t know how long I fucked her, all I know was that her pale white ass was now turning red with my handprints. Her moans only seemed to get louder and louder, as did mine.
“Fuck, Janet,” I growled. “I’m going to cum!”
“Do it, baby,” she urged. “Fill me u-u-u-p…”
We both erupted at the same time, letting howls of pleasure escape as my cock exploded in her womb. Our juices combined and flowed so much that she was overflowing, coating my balls and inner thighs. I continued to fuck her through-out my climax, not stopping as she slipped into orgasm after orgasm. Finally, I fell back onto the couch, exhausted yet still hard as a rock.
“Damn…” she muttered, looking down on my still erect and slick cock.
Pulling her skirt down, she dropped to her knees and pulled my juice slick cock into her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down my shaft, and then licked my balls and inner thighs. She cleaned every drop of our combined juices from me, which was extremely hot to me.
She was no sooner done cleaning me off, than we heard the garage door going up. Janet laughed, straightened her clothes and disappeared to the back into her bedroom. I pulled up my pants, and lay back, still panting and tried to recoup as the girls made their way into the house.
“Damn, happy to see us, or what?” Julie said as she looked over the couch at where I was laying.
“Guess so,” I replied laughingly, my still hard cock making a tent in my sweat pants. Jumping up, I began making my way towards the stairs, only to have Jessica block my way.
“Let’s see what you are hiding from us, Todd,” she said with a wink.
“Yeah,” Julie chimed in. “After all, you have seen ours, let us see yours.”
“I don’t think so,” I began, and stopped as their mom came down the hall from her room.
“What’s going on?” she asked.
Both girls looked over at their mom in surprise, not expecting her to walk up on them like that. Julie began sniffing the air, a knowing smile on her face. She looked back and forth between Janet and me. “You two were fucking,” she cried out, clapping her hands.
“No way,” Jessica said, and then paused. “You were, weren’t you?”
“They were,” Julie said, “look at the red faces, and can’t you smell the sex in the air.”
“Quiet, you two,” Janet scolded. “What we do in our spare time is our business, no concern of yours.”
“Are you kidding me?” Jessica exclaimed. “Of course it is our business! Details, we want details!”
“Details of what?” Chelsea asked, coming up from behind us.
“Mom and Todd are fucking,” Julie stated matter-of-factly.
“Oh really,” Chelsea replied, shooting a look my way. “Since when?”
“I’m gonna leave you to this,” I said to Janet and began climbing the steps to my room. Before I hit the upstairs landing, I looked back and saw Chelsea staring holes in my back. I don’t know why, but her look startled me, it wasn’t just the hurt that was there… I could sense a raw anger hidden beneath her demeanor.
Ed’s words flooded through my brain as closed the door to my room, locking it for the first time in a long time.
(To be continued)