“I can see that that bothers you, no problem we’ll move.” She perked right up.
“Really? You’d do that for me?”
“Of course baby, I love you I’d do anything to make you happy. Besides this place isn’t big enough to raise kids, we need a backyard.”
Epilogue
I love looking at her, just sitting back and eyeing her curves as she moves around the room. She doesn’t have to do anything to draw Chapter 1my attention, there’s no need for skin baring clothes or makeup. None of the other trappings others might need to keep their men interested. All that my lady has to do is enter the room and my cock goes on high alert.
She shook the carton of juice as she stood at the table and that was enough to have me standing up from my seat and moving around behind her.
“Lean over.” I whispered the words softly in her ear making sure to let my lips touch her flesh. She likes that; her ears are sensitive as fuck for some reason.
She looked over her shoulder at me with a knowing smile on her face. It wouldn’t be the first time I nailed her at the breakfast table.
My hand went automatically to one of her plump tits as I pulled the flaps of her robe apart baring her sweet flesh to my hands. “Ummm, I love the way you fill my hand baby.”
I pressed my fully erect cock against her ass so she could feel the strength of my need. Last night I’d taken her twice but that had nothing to do with this morning, it was a new day after all.
Moving my hand around to the opening of the robe between her thighs I glided my fingers up her leg until I reached her pussy. Already the scent of warm arousal was in the air. I rubbed her through her soft folds until she moaned in heat, and pushed her ass back against my fullness.
“Take me out.” Reaching back she fought with the belt at my waist. I had no care for the thousand-dollar suit I’d donned only moments earlier, or the fact that I would be late, work could wait. That’s one of the perks of being the boss. I could be as late as I wanted to be. And who knows where this little tryst would lead. Will I be satisfied with one taste or no?
I didn’t want to release her flesh long enough to help her release me, but I was starting to leak.
With one hand in her snatch and the other pulling on her hardened nipple, my teeth biting into her earlobe I let her know I needed her to hurry. She got the message when the fingers in her pussy dug deep, lifting her off her toes. She worked faster to get my eleven inches out in the open before I pressed her face down onto the table, lifted the back of her robe and surged into her pink pussy.
“Cock your ass.” She rushed to obey me, pushing her ass up and back so I could sink deeper into her heat. The sight of her ass made me nuts and I couldn’t resist grabbing fistfuls of her flesh as I pounded into her over and over again. As soon as she tightened around me and came I pulled out of her sucking heat.
Kneeling behind her I took her into my mouth pulling her juices out with my tongue. I spread her open with my thumbs to make room for my tongue as it went on a foray into her depths. The wild noises she made kept my cock primed and it wasn’t long before I was standing behind her once more and lining up my dick to enter her again.
“Squeeze my cock baby, that’s a good girl.” There was no feeling in the world like being inside her plush softness.
Five years and three kids later and nothing have changed. She still owns my ass. She no longer works for me because I wanted her home with our babies. Plus right before she’d started showing with our first, her trouble making sisters had taken her shopping and convinced her to buy some shit that was designed to make me stupid.
Not only did I forbid her to leave the house in that shit, but I knew I wouldn’t get any work done with her running around the office like that. She wasn’t too jazzed about me hiring someone else to take her place, so we compromised. I hired a young kid fresh out of college. He was her little spy. Nothing to do with cheating or anything like that, but she’d somehow got it into her head that I didn’t know how to take care of myself. He made sure I ate lunch when I was having a long day at the office and shit like that. One toe wrong and he’d tell on my ass.
Life has been damn near perfect. She’d moved in with me of course the day after our nuptials, and made me throw out all my old sheets. I had to make an appointment to see Tiffany at the office because I heard whispers about a beat down and I wasn’t sure that the chief was enough to keep these girls from seeing it through.
That Monday after we went back to work I called her into the office. I watched her walk past my wife with a smirk and a toss of her hair. She came into the room and closed the door. “Leave it open please.”
“Why? we don’t want her hearing what’s going on in here.” She smiled that sweet sickening smile that I’d never noticed before looked like a shark on the prowl. I got up from my desk and opened the door.
Cami was pretending to be busy but I knew her ears were pricked. We had decided on this course of action, though I didn’t see the point. I walked back to me desk and dropped a copy of the contract she’d signed in front of her.
“I called you here today to officially tell you that our agreement is at an end.”
“What, wait, just like that? But Brax…” She drawled my name in that annoying way she did when she wanted to get something out of me. It never worked any of the other times she tried so I didn’t know why she even bothered now.
“You and I both know I don’t owe you an explanation. We had an agreement where both parties understood they were free to move on at any given time.”
“You used me.”
“No more than you used me. Look, I concede the fact that I should’ve told you before I moved on, that was only fair; but what you pulled at the restaurant on Saturday night was unforgivable. Now the only reason I’m doing this is because my wife…”
“Your wife?” She looked faint.
“Cami come in here please.”
“Tiffany allow me to formally introduce you to my wife.”
“Her? But she’s…”
“I’d be careful what I say next if I were you. Remember this is The Mrs. Braxton Maddox you’re speaking of.” I saw she got the message when she paled.
I would’ve felt bad for her had she not done what she’d done.
“The guys told me that after they got rid of you on Sunday you came back later. I would advise you not to do that anymore because there might be trouble in your future if you do. That’s all Tiffany I wish you well.”
That had been the last I’d seen or heard from her. Two months later we were in our new home and she was pregnant. Now we have a full and complete life that I couldn’t have imagined in my wildest dreams. She’s made my life, my world so much more than it ever was.
We still have drinks at the bar every other Friday night with the others who had since paired up and taken the plunge. We had them beat in the kids department though. Our three to their ones; and if I’m not mistaken…
“I think I bred you again last night.” I whispered those words in her ear just as I came and brought her off with me. Just in the nick of time too, because I think I hear the pitter patter of little feet coming down the hallway.
The Cougar and The Delivery Boy…err Man
By
Jordan Silver
Copyright© 2014 Alison Jordan
All Rights Reserved
There he goes again, shit; who would ever believe a shit brown uniform could be so fucking hot? but what that man and his ass did for those summer shorts ooh la la.
"Morning Ms. Sketcher, how're you this morning?"
"Oh fair to middling, you?"
"Can't complain; listen I've been by a couple times this week with your package and you weren't here."
"Sorry about that son..." I cut him off, sorry my ass; I was hiding out upstairs watching the action. How else was I supposed to get my hot buns fix? I knew I had a certain number of repeat attempted deliveries before they sent the shit back to the sender and I was going to use eve
ry last one of them.
"Well I was wondering if there was a way I could maybe leave your packages with one of your neighbors or something in the future?"
Oh hell no you ain't sweet boy, that would just defeat the purpose; I'm a home body who has more money than Croesus and I will order every blessed thing off of QVC, eBay and any other online service out there to keep you coming back.
I put on my best sad face.
"Oh I'm sorry but no, you see my neighbor to the left is kinda old and it would be an imposition, and my other neighbor works all kinds of crazy hours so it wouldn't be feasible." Forget the fact that I've used both their household helpers to accept packages for me in the past; but that's before young Nathan started on my route six months ago. Now I know I'm at least ten years older than his twenty-five or there abouts, but a woman could dream. I'd sure love to run my hands through that hair of his among other things, but I know a man as beautiful as him had to have a woman somewhere, lucky trick.
NATHAN
I smiled as I walked away, I'm glad she didn't go for the neighbor suggestion but I had to ask so she wouldn't get suspicious. Though I hated when she wasn't there; the times that she did answer her door were the highlights of my day. She was one hot woman, maybe ten years older, and even though I'd never swam in those waters before I wouldn't mind doing it for her. Too bad she was way out of my league, a wealthy socialite that looked like that would never go for someone like me who'd barely graduated high school.
I pulled out my phone to call my brother Derrick as soon as I got back to the truck.
"Damn Dee you should've seen what my girl was wearing today, fuck."
I think I'll make my move today; it's time. We've been making small talk for months now and I knew all I needed to know. He had an on again off again girlfriend named Sonia but lately they've been more off than on. I'm no poacher but I think I might've broken my rules for this one if it came to that. I've caught him checking out my ass a time or two in the mirror I'd set up in a strategic spot for just that purpose. My mom said I should be ashamed of myself for setting up a twenty four year old baby as she calls him; as if. Men date younger women all the time why can't I? Besides he knew how old I was, we'd covered that in our second conversation.
Today's package was one he'd need to bring in the house, I'd made sure and changed the timing so that I would be his last delivery for the day. When he showed up I was wearing my short shorts that showed off my kick ass legs, which I spent hours in the gym perfecting, and the tight ass that was thanks to my elliptical machine.
"Bring it on in here Nathan; my but it’s a hot one out this evening isn't it?"
I could practically hear the saliva pooling in his mouth as I showed my ass but good. Take it easy Darlene don’t have a heart attack before you get the shit off the ground. There was absolutely no need for me to be bending and twisting as I showed him where to put the heavy box that had his muscles popping under his shirt but damn.
"Let me get you something to drink love, you're allowed aren't you? It's just some homemade lemonade."
"Sure thanks, you're my last run of the day so it's cool."
I poured him a nice glass being sure to bite into my lip as I did it, I'd noticed before how that affected him.
My twat twitched at the way his throat moved as he swallowed the ice cold drink.
"Damn..."
"What?"
Oh shit I'd spoken out loud, I felt like Bambi trapped in the headlights as he looked at me, this is it, it's do or die time. I moved towards him but he beat me to it.
He wrapped those manly iron hard arms around me and I melted...
My girly bits were rubbing him just where she needed to be as we devoured each other's mouths and man could he kiss. I was already embarrassingly wet just from the anticipation alone.
"Where's your bed?" Damn where'd he get that voice, was he trying to kill me? I felt my knees weaken as I pointed him in the direction but instead of taking us there he started in kissing me again. He had one hand on my ass as I rubbed myself up and down on his growing bulge.
I didn't know what he was doing when he lifted his head from mine and took my face in his hands, looking deep into my eyes.
"You're with me; good."
That's all he said before he ripped my blouse in half, my more than ample chest was more than happy to be mauled as he bit into my flesh, my toes curled into the carpet as I rubbed my legs together. He walked us backwards to my room where I already had the bed turned down. He made quick work of my shorts and went straight for the gusto.
"Fuck."
"Not yet, appetizers first." He talked into my pussy making me squirm.
My legs were up and spread as he licked my pussy like a cat with cream and when he added a finger and then two I lifted my hips off the bed...
"Good merciful, how big is that thing?" I didn’t know they made dicks that size.
"I'm not sure I haven't measured it since I started High school and it was nine inches then, I'm sure it's grown a few inches since then." I bit my lip in anticipation, I've never had anything bigger than six inches; things were sure to be moved around in there with that monster. When he flipped me over on my stomach and sunk all that meat home I wanted to sing the hallelujah chorus.
Not only did he have the right equipment he knew how to use it too. He took his time letting me get use to his invasion, using nice slow strokes that went deep. When I started juicing enough to help the slip and slide he grabbed the back of my hair in his fists and fucked me to a blubbering mess. I clawed the sheets as words that no lady would ever utter in mix company, spilled out of my mouth, I could care less.
"Fuck that's so good, I'm cumming so good." One of his hands took hold of my nipple and pinched as he bit into my neck and I was off again.
I felt the pressure under my navel and was pretty sure something had been knocked out of whack in there but damn was it worth it. I had no words when he stopped and pulled out pulling me to the edge of the bed so he could stand on the floor behind me.
"Son of a bitch..." He went even deeper this way; I could feel my ass bouncing up and down as he thrust into my sweet spot.
"Cum for me again baby."
He pressed down on my clit as he growled those words in my ear; how could I not obey?
Nathan no longer needs an excuse to come by; most evenings he comes over after he's been home and showered. We usually just stayed in and did what we did best, which is fuck like bunnies; and I'm happy to say I've been keeping up with my young stud. I feel rejuvenated somehow; having a younger man in my bed has done wonders for me. I'd mentioned to Nathan that maybe I should lose another five pounds or so because although I worked out I just did the bare minimum to keep me in shape and I'm not exactly model thin. His answer was to push his cock between my ass cheeks and growl. "If you lost this this wouldn't be half as much fun.' So I guess that was that.
Right now I'm bustling around making dinner, I'd gotten into the habit of doing that too and my man loved my cooking. I can call him that now since we've been spending all our free time together...
"Babe are you ashamed of me?"
"What, no, why?" I was flummoxed by the question as I turned from the oven where I'd been checking on his lasagna.
"So how come we never go out?"
I felt myself flush, though Nathan didn't seem to mind the differences in our financial situations, in fact we never really discussed it although I'd gotten into another habit, that of buying him expensive gifts like the Rolex I'd given him last week. He'd taken one look at it and said 'where the fuck am I gonna wear this?' But he'd grinned at me while he said it so I guess there was no real issue, but I still felt weird about approaching certain things though.
"I'm not ashamed babe, it's just, you work really hard and you're putting most of the money into the music thing your band plays out of your garage, I just didn't want to put too much pressure on you." I fidgeted a little, I hope I hadn't insulted him; we've had yet to have any real confli
ct. Only once when he said his now ex was coming over to his place to get some stuff that she'd left there. I'd overreacted as was to be expected; I didn't want her anywhere near my man. Nathan had told me gruffly that he hadn't seen or touched her since I'd given him the pussy the first time and he had no interest in seeing her now.
"Babe, my garage is a state of the art studio, what the fuck? I drive the truck because its easy and since I ditched college to do the music thing it's one of the only things I can do and make the kind of money I make while the guys and I shop our demo. I'm not broke babe. Derrick is a financial genius, he invests everything; not only that he's a miserly bastard I can't touch my money until I'm at least sixty. He has it tied up in everything under the sun, okay maybe that's an exaggeration but at least until I'm thirty. Plus the house is mine babe, you do realize I make over seventy five grand a year right?"
"Well shoot I didn't know, I thought…never mind what I thought, I guess we can go out then." I'm such a ninny.
"Not tonight though come here."
I walked over to where he was sitting and he pulled me down to straddle his lap.
"Those shorts have made my boy hungry."
He pushed my hand down on his oversized cock.
"Ooh yes he is."
I was on my knees his zipper in my hand faster than you could blink.
"Hmmmmm." I had about half his cock in my mouth which was about all I could handle, there's no way that monster was fitting all in there. I used my hand, slippery with saliva and pre cum to massage the other five or six inches as he played in my hair.
"I'm going to spill in your mouth first babe then I'll fuck your sweet little kitty okay."
"Uhngmibmfh." I mumbled around my new best friend as I enjoyed his taste. Why was it that giving him a blowjob always made me feel slutty, like I would do anything?
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