"Tomorrow," he promised.
I don't know how he managed to sleep while I jilled off for the next half-hour.
The next morning was my first sanity day. Last year at work I had used up none of my sick days, and on New Year's I lost them all. I didn't even get a raise out of the deal. So this year I was determined to cash in a few sick days, and today was one I took for my mental health.
After Colin and Steve went to school and Hank went to work, I had the house to myself. I took a nice, long bath, soaping up every inch of my flesh that I could imagine Colin nuzzling. I shaved my legs as well as my bikini line. The fur I left I trimmed as soon as I had toweled off.
I looked over my body in the mirror. If Colin saw me naked, he was going to see me at my best. And after I had chickened-out yesterday, there was no way I would miss another chance to show him what I had.
I threw on a blouse that showed off my cleavage. He had glanced at my tits when they were modestly hidden. Give him a better look, and he should respond even more.
I put on a skirt, but no panties. Maybe at dinner, Colin would drop something, and I could part my knees just enough to grab his attention. I was so devious! I just needed to put a few thoughts in his young head, and tonight, while the others were asleep, Colin could well be mine.
At a quarter to four, Colin walked in, but Steve wasn't with him. "Steve will be here later tonight," Colin explained. "He wanted to study with someone."
"And he didn't want to study with you?" I asked.
"I probably shouldn't tell you this, but ah, he's studying with a chick."
I chuckled. "You don't have to be afraid to tell me. I'm not that old," I assured him. "I think it's wonderful. Everyone needs a love life, right?"
"Sure," he said.
"I'll bet you go out with dozens of girls."
He grinned. "Not that many."
"Do you have a girlfriend?"
He shook his head. "I just got out of a relationship."
"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that," I said. "Let me get you a drink. You like beer?"
"Do you have vodka and orange juice?"
"Sure," I said. I made him a screwdriver and kept everything handy to make him the next one soon.
"Don't tell Hank. He'd be pissed about me giving alcohol to a minor."
"Hank. Your husband? No problem." He took a sip. Bigger than I had expected.
He confessed, "My girlfriend broke up with me because she thought I cheated on her."
"Ouch. It's none of my business, of course, but did you?"
"No. I could have. But I didn't."
"That's a real shame," I told him. "Getting dumped like a cheater and not even getting the fun of sleeping with other girls."
He nodded and took another sip.
"Can I tell you a secret?" I asked him.
He nodded.
"You won't tell Hank? Or Steve?"
"No."
"I think you're actually lucky," I confessed, looking into his warm brown eyes. "I kind of wish I were single again, like you. I've been with Hank for most of my adult life. The romance went out of our marriage years ago, and lately I can barely stand to live in the same house with him."
Colin emptied his glass.
"Let me get you another one," I said as I took his glass and mixed him a fresh drink. "I wish I could date someone else. I wish I could remember what it's like to get excited by someone, get crazy with someone who's new and full of life. You know?"
He nodded.
I glanced at the clock. Hank could be home in another hour. "What do you think I should do?" I asked as I gave him his glass again.
Colin took another sip. As he did, he glanced at my cleavage display, but tried to play it off. Or was I just imagining that? Finally he said, "Maybe you could divorce him. Find somebody new."
"Do you really think I'm attractive enough to find a new man?"
"Yeah," he said quickly, without even bothering to look me over. Either he had memorized what I looked like or he was just saying it to be polite.
"Look at me," I told him, gesturing at my body.
And he did. He looked me over, from my generous tits displayed by my low neckline to my firm thighs displayed by my skirt. "Do you really think I am someone men would want to date?"
"Oh, yeah," he assured me, still looking me over. Now that I had invited him to ogle my body, he was taking full advantage, and going right down the path I'd planned.
"If I were someone you didn't know," I said, "and I asked you to come over to my place, what would you say to me?"
He appraised my body again as he answered, "I would say yes. I bet most guys would."
I licked my lips. "You won't tell anyone we talked about this, will you?"
"No."
"You can keep this secret?" I asked.
"Sure." He emptied the glass again.
"That's good," I told him. "There's one more thing I'm hoping you'll keep secret."
"What's that?"
I leaned closer to him. "Don't tell them that I did this." I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him on the mouth. My heart was racing, but I had finally crossed the point of no return, and it felt good to have my lips on his. This moment was worth the risk, whatever the price turned out to be.
At first, he seemed unsure what to do. I could feel his body just sitting there a moment, surprised. But he wasn't stopping me. More important was what I felt poking my belly through his jeans. He wasn't going to resist at all, if I knew anything about men. He was mine. At least for now. And for now, that was all that mattered.
I ran my hands over his muscular chest and then pulled his shirt up, over his head, and off his body. I grinned with delight at the tuft of hair on his chest and the firm muscles beneath. I kissed those muscles, savoring the feel of his warm flesh on my lips. Finally, Colin took the initiative of running his hands through my hair.
I kissed my way back up to his face. I looked into his eyes and saw the excitement I had hoped for.
He broke eye-contact with me only to look at my body again as he took off my blouse and deftly removed my bra.
He kissed my tits. He started at a nipple, sucking it with a tender appreciation Hank had never shown. Then he lifted the breast in his hands and kissed the flesh before moving to the other breast.
As much as I loved this breast-play, my husband could be home in another half-hour, and I still hadn't found out what vegan cum tastes like.
I kissed his belly as I unbuckled his belt and then pulled down his jeans. His tight underwear did little to hide his hard-on. I didn't even bother pulling off his pants or his shoes. I grabbed his underwear and yanked. His cock fell out, already set to erupt.
"Wow," I breathed. "It's huge!" I kissed his cock right on the head. "And gorgeous!" I gave his tender flesh another kiss. Then I licked my way down the underside of his cock, tracing the linear bulge. I slipped his warm cock in my mouth and sucked for all I was worth. He groaned. I had thought the teenager would come instantly, but as I sucked and sucked, he held on, groaning, but not shooting.
I took him out of my mouth again and kissed my way down to his balls, giving his sack a lick. He snuck a little laugh into his moan as his eyes glazed over. He slid his fingers into my hair again and gently nudged me to put his cock in my mouth again. I happily complied. He was so eager to thrust, he nearly gagged me. But I got control of him and sucked with all my skill.
Finally, he shot his load down my throat. I swallowed and sucked until his hard-on started to soften. I lifted my mouth from his cock, licking the juice off his shaft along the way.
I couldn't wait to tell my girlfriend she was right! His vegan cum was sweeter than what I was used to. "Mmm, your cum tastes good."
I made my way back up to his face and kissed him on the mouth. "Can you taste yourself?"
He gave a shy laugh. "A little."
He moved down to kiss my legs. He kissed his way up one of my calves. He kissed my knee. My thigh. I thought he was about to lift my skirt a
nd lick my cunt, but he skipped it and kissed my belly, that tease.
I slid my fingers through his hair. My turn to guide his head, and I parked it right at my pussy, lifting my skirt with the other hand, giving him an eyeful of my trimmed fur and the moist slit beneath. He sniffed. He seemed to decide the scent was fine and gave a little lick. Then he dove in, slipping his tongue down one lip and up the other, flicking away at my clit and then sucking it. Oh, God, he was driving me crazy. It had been years since I had gotten head, and this kid really knew what he was doing! No matter how wet I got, he didn't even slow down.
I came at least twice before I heard the sound I had dreaded. Outside, I heard the door shut on my husband's car. Shit, he was home already! Any second, he would barge into the house, and here I was with a hunk's head between my thighs.
We had to get out of the living room quick. I scrambled to gather our clothes and I pulled Colin upstairs. It might have been more proper to pull Colin by his arm, but this was such a crazy fantasy already, I couldn't resist: while he was still pulling up his jeans, I grabbed him by his wiener and led him up the stairs. He didn't complain much.
I heard Hank open the door as I pulled Colin into my son's room and closed the door behind us. I locked it. Hopefully, we had left no evidence downstairs. If so, it was too late to retrieve it. I wrapped my trembling arms around Colin and kissed him quietly.
From the living room, I heard Hank call, "Honey, you home?" If we stayed silent, maybe Hank would stay downstairs, eat and watch TV.
I whispered in Colin's ear, "I didn't hurt you, did I?"
He chucked softly. "I'm fine."
"When I grabbed your ... equipment?"
He assured me, "I think it will still work."
"Let's test it out." I took him to the bed. I finally removed my skirt, then lay down and spread my legs for him. My pussy was still wet and hungry. And Colin was ready to feed it.
He was about to enter me when I stopped him. "Do you have protection?"
A pained look filled his face. "Shit, I hadn't planned this out." Then he brightened. "I know where Steve keeps his." He reached into Steve's dresser and produced the goods. I was surprised Steve needed them, but good for him, I figured. Hopefully he wouldn't notice one missing from the box.
I rolled the rubber on Colin's cock. "That feels okay?" I teased quietly.
He nodded.
I slipped the head of his cock between my cunt lips. "So far, so good," he joked.
"It's very good," I agreed.
I embraced him as he slid his huge cock into me, all the way in. He pumped with such vigor, it made the bed squeak louder than I had expected. I prayed Hank wouldn't hear it downstairs. Luckily, we weren't over a room Hank would likely be in.
Colin kissed my tits while his cock kept sliding in and out through my walls. His cock filled me more than Hank's ever could. Size isn't everything, but it does have its advantages. My head flew back, pounding into the pillow.
Outside the room, I could hear footfalls. My husband! And there was no hiding the sound of the bedsprings as this young stud pounded with vigor. I tried to get control of things, stifle my moans and slow my movements, but there was no way I could be still. This was the best fuck of my life, and if it meant divorce or whatever, fuck it. This was worth anything.
I heard Hank jiggle the doorknob. "Who's in there?" he demanded.
Colin stopped a moment, but I held him harder and kept the motion going. I called to my husband, "I'm cleaning in here. Just," mmmm, "just go downstairs and have dinner. I'll be ... I'll ... be down when I'm done."
"Are you alright?"
"Yes!" I tried to keep my voice free of the frustration I was feeling toward Hank and the relief I was getting at Colin's touch.
I heard nothing from outside the room. But I wasn't really listening. I was focusing on the wave after crashing wave of orgasm rolling though my body as Colin came with me. Hank must have bought it because there was no further interruption.
After Colin and I were both spent, we cuddled in that bed, his firm, young body at my fingertips. I was sure a bad case of BWVAKTBOOM was going to set in, but I didn't care. We lay there for a while. Maybe we were hoping Hank would leave the house. But he didn't.
It didn't seem there was any way to sneak Colin out of here, or keep hiding what had happened. Eventually I just said, What the fuck?
The divorce wasn't bad. Eventually Steve got over it, though Colin placated him by never seeing me again. Damn it. But Colin had been right: it turned out there were still plenty of men who wanted to date me. And I finally sampled enough to rival my girlfriend.
I would trade all those men, however, for one more night with Colin. Yes, he was worth it.
The End.
That's What Neighbors Are For
it was three years ago Sean and Karel Burns moved in the neighborhood next to the newly married couple, Jerry and Susan Evans. The Evans were so lucky to have the Burns as their new neighbors, since Ben and Karel were unusually friendly and enthusiastic about any get togethers. In fact, during the first two weeks, the Burns invited the Evans to their luncheons twice.
Though the Evans did gave them a welcome basket full of common goods from nearby shops, they were surprised to find that the Burns gave them two of their freshly baked dishes, vegetarian shepherd's pie and honey baked apple tarts. Susan felt guilty of the possibility that she had to send a large thank you card, while Jerry was shocked that a vegetarian recipe can taste good.
Eventually, the Evans invited the Burns for one of their special brunches, while Susan was conscious enough to make sure her dishes were vegan approved. It was not long that the Burns and the Evans were the closest friends.
It was the middle of March when Jerry came back from his job with some news. Susan was in the kitchen scrubbing the last plate for the dishwasher before she heard that familiar creek in the door and those jangling keys.
"Hay hon! How was work?"
Susan shouted with glee knowing that she herself had some news.
Susan started to dry her hands and was telling Jerry while he was grabbing a special white wine from the pantry.
"Guess what? Sean and Karel invited us again to their grill out. Hopefully this time, I'll remember to bring our dishes..."
Susan widened her eyes after turning around and seeing their most expensive wine uncorked.
"Jerry..."
Susan flustered.
"What are you doing with that? We've been saving that for five years...."
Jerry grinned with a giggling response.
"Today... I guarantee those five years were worth it...
" "What are you saying?" Susan asked with skepticism.
"Today, I've been promoted with a raise!"
"Are you serious?" Susan shouted with excitement,
"Yes!"
Susan came over to embrace him with a wide hug.
"Honey that is wonderful" she replied.
"Yes. I'm now appointed to work on a special project over in Nevada."
Susan's face slowly froze with sadness. Jerry was noticing this strange reaction as she started to slowly walked back to the corner of the kitchen counter.
"Babe... What's the matter? We're getting more benefits than most people... and that's more than anyone can say in this economy... Babe... What's wrong?"
Susan muttered "Honey... That's really far away... Are you suggesting that we have to move?"
"Well, Yes" Jerry said calmly "I know we had some good times in this house, but I don't understand why you're so upset."
Susan spoke with frustration "The Burns!... What are we going to tell them? We have spend so many years with them as our closest friends... What are we going to tell them?"
Jerry's stomach suddenly turned upside down as he stared at the floor regretting the very moment he uncorked the bottle that they have been saving for so long.
It was now during the weekend that the Evans were spending time with the Burns at their grill out. Susan told Karel
all about the promotion while Jerry was the more quiet type just so that he can enjoy being in the moment with his friend and neighbor, Sean.
That night, while the Evans were sleeping, The Burns were up in the middle of the night trying to cope with Jerry's news.
"What?.. He didn't told me that..." Sean said sadly, "When was this?.."
"It was just yesterday he told Susan." Karel explained. "I don't understand either. I'm just as confused as you are. I'm sure they did not mean to do this."
"I know." Sean replied, "But it just sucks that they of all people have to go... Why can't the Hannitys go? they're a bunch of scripture spouting Fox News fans... I can't stand them."
Karel interrupted Sean and said "Babe... You're rambling right now... The Hannitys are not the problem here, it's our friends."
"Well, what can we do?" Sean asked, "We can't argue against Jerry's promotion, especially if that's what he wants."
Karel was grabbing some pajamas to change in from the closet while she listened
"We could give them a personal good bye party." Karel suggested
"Well, we had so much parties with them. How can we make this different?" Sean asked.
While Karel reached for a fresh pillow case, a few condoms dropped on the floor. As Karel saw these condoms that were recently expired, a rush of excitement gave a naughty smirk on her face and even a much racier idea in her mind.
"Babe... How naughty are you willing to be?"
"Not tonight." Sean moaned.
"No... Babe... I mean... For their party." Karel implied.
"What? Karel... Are you being serious?" Sean asked.
"Oh come on babe... Lets be honest." Karel sassed. "You've been checking out Susan's ass without knowing that I was watching you..."
Sean was almost speechless. "Well.... Yea... But how can anyone not notice it?.. I mean... No offense, but they're really plump and out there. I mean... It's hard not to notice that."
"Can I tell you something?" Karel Asked. "I have been checking out Jerry's ass as well. Maybe if you are o.k about me hanging out with Jerry for just one night, then I'm o.k about you with Susan... After all, It's just for one night."
"You're right. I think this will be a hot experience for both of us. So I guess the decision is made then?" Sean asked.
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