“What?” I asked.
“Nothing,” Deb said but she had a knowing look on her face. I looked back through the window and realized they probably had a great view of Steve and me kissing on the curb. I felt like a damn teenager caught kissing a boy by her dad.
“What are you two still doing up?” I asked to change the subject.
“Deb said we could stay up until you came home,” Josh said.
“Well, I’m home. Off to bed, urchins,” I told them. They both complained but they got up to go. Josh didn’t stop to hug me until I called him back. I hugged him and he acted like he hated it, as usual. Then Audrey, still my little girl, hugged me tight and then looked up at me.
“He’s handsome, mom,” she told me.
“Yes, he is. I love you,” I replied. Audrey told me she loved me too and off she went to go to bed. I found Deb waiting impatiently on the sectional. “Get a good show?” I asked her.
“Steve and Penny sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G...,” she began to sing.
“Oh shut up, Deb!” I scolded her playfully.
“That looked serious. You seeing him again?” Deb asked once she finished giggling at her little rhyme.
“As a matter of fact, yes I am. Saturday,” I told her. A devilish grin grew on her face.
“You going to fuck him?” she asked rudely. I looked back at the stairs, making sure the kids were really gone.
“I hope so,” I said and we both giggled. I was buzzing like I was holding a live wire. I felt alive like I hadn’t in months. Suddenly, I wondered if finding Carl fucking his intern wasn’t the best thing that ever happened to me. I know it was way too early to think like that, but I couldn’t help it.
I gave Deb a quick summation of the evening and thanked her for watching the kids before seeing her out. Once I was alone, I hugged myself and couldn’t stop smiling. I turned off the lights, checked the locks and went upstairs. I didn’t put on a ratty t-shirt tonight. I didn’t put on anything. I did, however, get better acquainted with my recently rediscovered friend. In fact, I lost count how many times we got reacquainted.
>>O<<
The following Friday, Carl showed up to pick up the kids after he got off work. I’d just gotten home myself and was still in my skirt, blouse, pantyhose and heels. I’d gotten back in the habit of wearing more professional clothes. Not only did I think I looked good all dressed up, it made me feel better. I didn’t have to dress up at my job as a secretary at a construction company but I wanted too. Carl noticed too.
“You look different, Penny,” he said.
“I got my hair done, my nails, started dressing up again,” I said. Carl didn’t say so, but his eyes told me he liked the way I looked.
“Good for you,” he said and I might have heard a wistful edge to his voice.
“Thanks. What’s the matter,” I asked. I used to hate seeing Carl but after last weekend and my change in attitude, I didn’t feel that way anymore. He was the kid’s dad and I didn’t want to hate him. We shared a lot of good years together and even though his affair hurt me, it didn’t mean our marriage was all bad.
“Nothing,” he said but after being married as long as we were, I could tell he was lying.
“Look, Carl. You’re the kid’s father and I want to be friendly with you, if not friends. If something is wrong, I want to know,” I told him. Carl sighed.
“Crystal is pregnant,” he said. Wow! I wasn’t expecting that.
“I take it this wasn’t planned?” I wondered.
“No, it wasn’t. Penny, I don’t know if I’m ready to raise another child,” he said and I appreciated his honesty. I almost told him he was barely raising Josh and Audrey, but I refrained.
“Well, you need to do what’s right, Carl,” I said and he looked at me and nodded. Just then the kids came bounding down the stairs and greeted their dad. He was their hero still. I tried hard not to involve the kids in our problems. If they couldn’t have their mom and dad together, at least we could be civil for their sake.
“Do they know?” I asked and Carl shook his head. “You need to tell them before...,” I told him and he knew what I meant, before Crystal started to show.
“Tell us what?” my ever curious daughter asked.
“I’ll tell you guys after we pick up some Chinese food,” Carl said. The kids both perked up at that. Anything besides the healthy food I tried to serve them was exciting. Audrey hugged me and then I grabbed Josh and forced him to hug me before they left.
“Love you guys. Be good,” I called after them.
“I love you too, mom,” Audrey called. Josh nodded at me. When was he going to get over the surly stage? Not soon enough let me tell you. I watched them load up into Carl’s pickup and couldn’t help but wonder if this is what Carl was looking for when he started sleeping with his sexy intern. I doubted it. He was looking for some fun, a good time. Now he was going to be a daddy again. Hello, karma.
>>O<<
The doorbell rang as I slid the golden stud into my earlobe and locked it quickly in place. The other earring went in on my way down the stairs. I was so nervous. I’d changed clothes three times going from casual to ultra-dressy and back again. I finally settled somewhere in the middle. It was hot, over a hundred outside, so I decided on a short, frilly sundress in blue and yellow, silver sandals with low heels and a cute bra and panty set in blue lace I’d bought earlier in the week on my lunch break.
“Whoa, you look fabulous, Penny,” Steve told me as he pulled a bunch of daisies from behind his back.
“That’s so sweet. Thank you. Come on in,” I told him and invited him inside.
“Where should I put the beer?” he wondered.
“There’s a spot cleared in the fridge,” I told him and as he went to put the beer away and I put the flowers in a vase, I said, “I hope you like steaks.”
“Yeah, can I help?” he asked me.
“You can grill them while I get the rest of it ready,” I told him thankful for the offer. He agreed and I showed him the grill out back and he’d already seen the two porterhouse steaks in the fridge. I got out the salad and popped the garlic bread in the oven. Steve wandered back in and I already had a couple of beers out of twelve-pack in the fridge and handed him one.
“Thanks. Five, ten more minutes. Medium rare OK?” he asked.
“Perfect. This is nice. I haven’t felt like an adult in a long time,” I confided in Steve.
“Good,” he said as he ducked back outside to check on the steaks. When he came back in, I was pulling the garlic bread out the oven. “Nice view,” Steve said as I was bent over. Was he for real? Did he really think I looked that good?
“Maybe you can watch me vacuum later,” I teased and I tossed the bread into a wicker basket and brought it to the table. Steve waggled his eyebrows at me and I blushed. We took seats and dug in. Steve knew his way around a grill. The steaks were perfectly done. After we ate, I grabbed a couple more beers and we sat at the table talking and joking.
“So, let me get this straight,” Steve said after I’d told him about Crystal being pregnant, “Your husband knocked up his little plaything.”
“Yep, that’s what he said,” I replied. Steve was already laughing.
“That’s hilarious,” he told me.
“Why is that so funny?” I asked even though I was laughing along with him already.
“Don’t you see it? He thought he was getting a hot young fuck bunny and instead, he’s going to get a wife and a baby. You, on the other hand, have a few more years of kid wrangling and you’re free. He’s looking at eighteen and maybe more. I’ll bet you my signing bonus she did it on purpose, they’ll be married by the end of the summer and she’ll want even more babies,” Steve said.
I hadn’t thought of it like that. He was right. Carl was obviously sick and tired of me and raising kids so he found a hot, young girl to replace us but now he was starting all over again. As my kids got older I had already noticed that I had more time on my hands.
I missed my babies but it was nice not to have to be mom every waking moment.
“That is funny,” I replied. In one instant, Steve had managed to shift my entire perspective on my divorce.
“You want to know the best part?” Steve asked.
“What?” I replied.
“I’m sure that redhead he’s with is pretty, but I wouldn’t trade you for a hundred of them. I like a woman with some meat on her bones and some mileage on her. I like women like you,” Steve announced and he was breathing hard suddenly. So was I. I’d never felt so sexy and pretty after being call fat and old in my life.
“Are you for fucking real?” I asked rhetorically and then added, “You’re so sexy, Steve. I could just eat you up. You want to know something? I hadn’t had an orgasm since I caught Carl with Crystal until that night I saw you in the pizza parlor. I came three times that night. I lost count after we went for sushi.” The beer and the tingling between my thighs loosened up my tongue but it was all true. I wanted desperately to have sex with this man and he apparently could read my mind.
“I want to fuck you, Penny. I’ve wanted you from the moment I saw you in the pizza place. You are fucking hot as hell,” Steve said. He stood up, slammed his beer, set it down on the table cloth and pushed it and all the dishes out of his way. Then he picked me up like I was nothing and plopped me on the table in front of him and began tugging at my dress.
Despite my utter surprise, I helped him get my dress off, lifting my ass off the table to free it as we kissed. Steve’s tongue was exploring my mouth and he pulled it free long enough to get my dress over my head before kissing me again. Steve’s hands mauled my breasts through my bra as mine worked behind my back at to unfasten it. Suddenly, I got it and my breasts spilled free and Steve kissed his way down my neck and began sucking at my hard nipples.
“Oh my God!” I said breathlessly as I slipped off my bra and began to run my hands through Steve’s blonde hair. I pulled him against me and then took my breasts and pressed them around his face. Steve happily remained between my breasts as I smothered him while his hands roamed my nearly nude body.
“Mffm mffmfm fmmfmf mff mffmf,” Steve said but I couldn’t understand a word. I let him free and he pulled his head from between my boobs.
“What?” I asked giggling.
“I said your tits are fucking amazing,” Steve repeated.
“I can’t believe we’re doing this,” I said. Steve gave me a smoldering look as his hand slipped into my panties.
“As soft as a baby’s butt! That’s fucking hot, Penny. I love a mature woman with a naked pussy,” Steve told me and then dropped to his knees and began working at my panties. I helped, lifting my ass up to let him pull them free and then I bent my legs so he could slip my panties past my feet. I tugged at my sandals and tossed them carelessly away. Steve spread my legs and growled as I was on my dining room table, completely naked and wildly aroused.
“Oh, that’s fucking pretty as fuck. Fuck, your pussy looks good,” Steve told me and then went down on me. Steve was obviously as excited as I was if his liberal cursing was any indication. I was going to have a spontaneous orgasm if he said fuck one more time. I squealed as his lips met my silken crease and his tongue swept up between my folds. Steve eagerly and aggressively ate me, using his tongue, lips and teeth like I’d never experienced before. He had me panting and moaning within moments.
“Oh shit! That feels so dammed good,” I cried out. Steve failed to acknowledge me as he continued to push me towards the cliff. I tried to resist, not expecting to reach this point so quickly, but I couldn’t withstand the assault and over I went. “Fuck!” I shrieked as the warm, delicious sensations washed over me. I took Steve’s head in my hands and pushed him deeper between my thighs. I was caught up in the moment and I needed more of that.
Steve was up to the task and suddenly, I had one of his fingers inside me rubbing that special place and I climaxed again. I sobbed and sighed as the pleasure took over and Steve focused his warm tongue on my swollen nub. Holy shit! He was incredible and as soon as that orgasm subsided, another was right behind it. I screamed this time, losing my inhibitions and self-control. Steve kept up the pressure as I enjoyed the most powerful climax I’d had in years.
“Oh, Steve!” I shouted as the intense orgasm peaked and left me cross-eyed and weak. Steve stood up and unbuckled his shorts, pushed them down along with his briefs and I saw his cock for the first time. He wasn’t the ten inches I fantasized about at the Pizza Shack, but he was no slouch. In fact, he was perfect. His thick, hard shaft was sheathed in a soft velvet covered in deep-blue veins and all of that was crowned with a purple head that was already leaking for me. Other than a tuft of trimmed hair above his shaft, Steve was shaven bare. I had to worship that thing, but not here.
Steve came at me and I sat up and pushed him away. “No you don’t,” I said finding willpower I didn’t know I had. My pussy quivered in anticipation - down girl!
“Do I need a condom?” Steve asked and I giggled.
“No, that’s not a problem. I want to play first,” I said as I slipped from the table and began to unbutton his shirt. I pushed it from his broad shoulders as Steve towered over me. I was staring right at his chest. It was covered in soft fuzz and I began to kiss and nuzzle Steve’s chest as I relieved him of his shirt. My hands found his ass and squeezed his rock hard butt. I felt my pussy swell. His cock was pressed into my belly.
“Come with me,” I said. I led Steve to the sectional, pushed him down and knelt between his legs. “I still don’t get why you want an old lady like me, but I don’t care. I’m just glad you do,” I told him as I took his thickness in my hand and then wrapped my lips around him. I worked his shaft as I bobbed my head and swirled my tongue around his crown. I’d forgotten how much fun playing with a man’s cock was.
“Fuck! Penny, that’s perfect,” Steve growled and I found his eyes with my own. I stared at him as I sucked him. I knew men liked it when you looked them in the eye with their cock in your mouth. I sucked Steve as aggressively as he ate me. I had lost all modesty and just let my passions rule. I fondled Steve’s sack with my other hand as I jerked him roughly. He leaked into my mouth and remembered how much I loved the way a man tasted. Hell, I remembered what passion and raw need were like.
Steve brushed my hair out of the way so he could better see the show. I sucked Steve like I remembered seeing those girls do in those movies Carl used to bring home. My mouth slurped and smacked as I slid Steve deeper and deeper into my mouth. Soon, only my hand wrapped around the base of his shaft stopped him from going deeper. I could feel Steve’s heart pounding as I pleasured him, eventually placing both hands on his thighs and taking almost all of him in my mouth.
“Jesus, Penny!” Steve said as I slid my lips up and down his entire length looking into his eyes the entire time. Steve apparently like what I was giving. He was even harder than he was when we started and leaking profusely. I knew I’d have to slow down if I wanted to ride him but didn’t want to. This was too much fun. Finally, I slowly took his entire cock into my mouth, my lips kissing his torso at the base of his shaft. Steve groaned and took a hand full of my hair and pushed me down just a little further.
He let me go and I pulled my head up and shook my hair, “You want to fuck me?” I felt like a nubile eighteen year old girl, and a hot, sexy one at that. This just wasn’t the way it was when I was married. Hell, I don’t think it had ever been this way. This was surreal.
“Oh yeah, Penny,” Steve replied but I was already climbing onto his lap. I let his cock settle between my generous ass cheeks as I reached back and stroked it as I kissed Steve. I slipped my tongue into Steve’s mouth and he sucked it greedily. As we kissed, I angled him towards my honey pot and sank onto his length.
“God-fucking-dammit,” I sighed. Oh, how I missed cock. I’d forgotten how good it felt to have a man inside me. Steve was big and stretched me wide. It even hurt a little after so long without a man in me but I d
idn’t care. I began to glide slowly up and down his shaft becoming accustomed to Steve’s girth as we kissed. Steve’s hands slid around my waist and his fingers dug into my plush behind. He kneaded my ample globes as I rode him faster and deeper.
“God damn, your body is so fucking sexy, Penny,” Steve said and his hands left my ass and explored my entire naked body. I felt as if I should be embarrassed by my extra pounds, ashamed of letting myself go over the years, but I couldn’t. Not the way Steve explored my curves, traced every crease and squeezed my lush flesh. His eyes gazed at me as he explored, taking in my naked body and showing me the desire within. Steve wasn’t pretending or trying to sooth my feelings of inadequacy. I could tell he truly found me attractive and damn it felt good.
“You’re really fucking tight,” he said and I giggled as I felt the rush of an orgasm building.
“I should be. I haven’t been with a man in almost a year and Carl was barely half your size,” I said. A slight exaggeration but that’s how it felt. It wasn’t the size, though I did enjoy the sight of Steve’s manly tool, that made Steve better though.
“You’re beautiful. You look even better naked than I imagined,” Steve told me and I would have blushed if my cheeks weren’t already flush from my excitement.
“I really like your dick,” I told him and giggled. I felt drunk but I’d only had couple of beers.
“That’s good. I have a feeling you’re going to get a lot of it tonight,” he told me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and laid my head next to his as I began churning my hips. It wasn’t long before I was panting and moaning. Steve never stopped exploring my body with his hands as I rode him. I resisted the urge to let go for a minute or two. I felt like once I started, I wasn’t going to stop.
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