Man of the House: An Older Man Younger Woman Romance

by Sarah Rowling

  “He does, he’s so quiet. You have to use your other senses. He forces you to be aware.” The words were a moan as Scott’s fingers slow-fucked my fears away.

  “And you love his cock too, don’t you?” Scott spoke while his other hand found my left nipple, squeezing it to a peak with a firm grip through my dress.

  “Oh yes.” Was all I could manage as his fingers probed deeper, desire making me feel full of tension, my hips moving of their own accord to meet his thrusts.

  “And Stacy? Have you fucked her?” He asked, his breath hot against my neck as his tongue licked up to my ear.

  “Only with my fingers. She’s not done anything to me yet.” I said with a groan as his thumb finally flicked at my clit, sending bright sparks behind my closed eyelids.

  “Such a shame. But good too, I suppose. Now stand up and bend over the desk.” Scott said, guiding me over the edge of the large piece of ornate furniture we’d received as a wedding gift from an uncle of his.

  I moved to allow him to remove my panties but Scott stilled my movements with a flat palm against the small of my back.

  “No. Don’t move.” He said, pulling his cock out of his pants through the zipper, not even unbuttoning the button that held them closed.

  Scott was being forceful, gently, a new attempt at mastering me. I liked it.

  I looked out of the window across from the desk; the room filled with windows, the reason we chose it as the office, and saw into Stacy’s house. She was standing in one window watching us.

  “Ah, look. There she is now, watching you, my lovely.” Scott said tightly as he pushed my panties to the side and he thrust into me, my pussy slickly pulling him in.

  I watched but she wasn’t close enough to tell the nuances of her expression, all I could tell was that her hand had slid into her panties as she watched Scott rail me. We both liked it then.

  “Fuck, baby, you did miss me didn’t you?” He asked, his game suddenly gone as he felt how my juices were running down my legs, coating his balls as he fucked into me.

  “I did Scott, terribly. And I won’t do any of that ever again.” I promised, meaning it, but still watching Stacy, so perhaps it was a lie?

  “Oh you will, darling, because I’m going to watch every time you do. And we’re going to fuck your little fuckbuddy next door as well. Call her. Now.” He said, apparently taking the dominant role back on again.

  I grappled for the phone I’d placed on the desk when I ran in earlier, Scott never halting his thrusting, and dialed Stacy.

  I saw her head turn, and then she disappeared as she went for her phone.

  Chapter Two

  “Hello?” I heard Stacy’s worried voice from the other line.

  “Scott wanted me to call you.” I gasped into the phone as Scott’s fingers found my clit again.

  “Tell her to come over.” Scott said, his pace finally slowing.

  “I’ll be right there.” She said, apparently she’d heard Scott’s words.

  I put the phone down and Scott went back to fucking me.

  I was moaning as I heard Stacy come in and walk up the stairs to the office.

  “What’s this then?” She asked, a tough exterior plastered on her face.

  “Well, we thought we’d invite you over to join the party.” Scott said, his pace steady as his thumb pressed into my slit and Stacy’s appearance made me explode, my pussy clenching at his cock.

  Stacy watched as I came, her nostrils flaring as I stared into her beautiful eyes.

  I wanted to touch her breasts, the artificial weight still tantalizingly gorgeous on her. I wanted her pussy in my face as Scott fucked me, and I wanted to ride her face while Scott fucked her.

  “I’m game.” Stacy offered with a smirk.

  “Good, because I’ve wanted to fuck you since I first saw you. And those tits of yours, I have to know what they feel like in my hands.” Scott said as he withdrew from me, walking over to Stacy.

  “Ask your wife.” She challenged him, the smirk still in place.

  I sat in the desk chair, watching their exchange with curiosity.

  Where was this going to go?

  “They’re wonderful.” I finally responded to Scott’s questioning gaze, my own left eyebrow quirking cockily.

  “May I?” Scott asked, his hands coming up in front of him.

  Stacy looked at him, then at me. She winked before letting her long coat fall off, revealing her nude body.

  “Fuck me! You’re incredible!” He gasped, looking over her tanned body.

  And she was. I knew that firsthand.

  The rest of the evening was almost surreal for me.

  I watched as Scott walked over to Stacy, his dick back in his pants.

  His expression, eager and gleeful, suddenly turned serious, an expression of intense concentration as he came close to Stacy.

  I watched his nostrils flare to inhale her scent and his eyes widen as his gaze slid down her enticing body.

  His fingers reached out, the tips brushing her cheek. Stacy pushed her head into his hand but his fingers trailed down, below her neck, around her left breast, until Scott’s was holding the weight of her surgically altered flesh.

  I heard his breath hissing between his teeth, and her knees wobble as his thumb and forefinger closed around her nipple.

  She’d been only a sexual fantasy earlier, but now she was real again, she was before me, and my husband was caressing her in such a sweet way.

  I knew the taste of her flesh, the silky feel of her skin. The way she purred was still sweet to me and hearing it because of Scott’s touch had me squeezing my thighs together.

  I leaned back into the chair as Scott pulled Stacy to him, his lips locking over hers.

  Stacy’s arms reached up to embrace Scott under his shoulders and he broke away from the kiss.

  “I’ve wanted to do that for so long. I love Ana, and I’ve been faithful to her. I’ve been sorely tempted while on the road, but you, Stacy, you tempt me to do things I wouldn’t normally do.”

  “But Ana is here.” Stacy said, looking over at me in the room lit only with moonlight and my laptop screen. “And she looks fascinated.”

  “She is, and that’s the only way I’d want to do this right now, with her here with us.” Scott said against her forehead as her hands moved to the front of his pants between them.

  “Then let’s get these clothes off of you.” Stacy said, glancing over at me with a wink again.

  “Yes, please.” Scott said, the dominant role totally gone now.

  Stacy was taking the lead and my husband eagerly followed.

  Stacy pulled him over to the couch in the office, sitting on the long velvet concoction of plush cushions and wood, before pulling his pants down. Scott unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off of his muscular arms.

  “Mm, you’re delicious yourself, Scott.” She said, looking him up and down as he stood before her.

  Stacy then did something that made me sit forward in my seat, my mouth watering as I watched.

  Her hands came around his hips and grabbed his firm round ass as her mouth opened wide.

  Swallowing him whole in one easy stroke, I admired Stacy’s cock sucking skills with some serious envy.

  Scott apparently enjoyed it too because his fist knotted in her hair as he moaned and his knees bent before he caught himself.

  “Fuck!” I heard him swear quietly as she pulled him deeper into her face. “Don’t make me come, not yet.”

  Letting his dick pop out of her mouth, Stacy grinned up at him before patting the seat next to her.

  “Come on, sit down. Ana, my darling, come over here. I can’t stand seeing you sitting over there alone.” Stacy said.

  I stood automatically, following her lead, but hesitated as Scott looked over at me.

  For a moment he had a look on his face I couldn’t interpret it. Uncertainty, fear, jealousy, of me or Stacy? Or for his moment?

  I wasn’t sure, but then it passed and he held o
ut his hand.

  I walked over to him, still totally naked, and took his hand.

  Of my own volition I knelt in front of Stacy, my mouth finally getting the chance to taste her fully.

  In our previous sex-play I’d fingered Stacy, but never quite tasted her and she never touched me, leaving me pure, in a way. At least when it came to her.

  Her knees were tightly closed and I pushed them open as I stood on my knees. Scott watched me, his breath held, as my hands slid up her silky thighs and up to her hips.

  “Ana?” Scott said with a questioning tone.

  “Yes love?” I asked, leaning in to capture her lips as he watched us with his mouth open.

  My tongue was swirling around hers when he finally asked his question.

  “You’re really going to fuck Stacy?”

  The question irked me for a moment but I realized Scott may have new ideas, but he’d not done the things I had. This was all new for him. He didn’t know how badly I’d wanted Stacy.

  Not really, anyway.

  “Why yes, I am. And you’ll get to see my first time with a woman, dear husband of mine.” I said, teasing him as my hands went up to cup her breasts, their heavy weight pleasing to my hands.

  “Fuck.” Scott swore again. My man was suddenly a kid in a candy shop.

  And happy. After the panic of earlier this all still seemed unreal to me. In fact, the last couple of weeks felt unreal, but I knew it was all my reality.

  And what a much better reality to be faced with.

  Leaning forward I pushed Stacy back gently, moving closer to her.

  I looked at her in the moonlight, the pale light making her skin appear darker.

  Her bare pussy, only felt with my fingers until now, tempted me closer.

  Chapter Three

  I had to know what she tasted like, what her smooth outer lips felt like.

  My tongue grazed her skin. She tasted of perfume and similar to what I tasted when I licked my own fingers after touching myself. Kind of salty but intoxicating. I needed more.

  I let my tongue slide up her slit again, going deeper, sliding out and up, until I found her clit.

  That made her gasp. My first time eating a woman out and she’s gasping already!

  Yes, I had her in this moment!

  I let my tongue swirl around the nub, wanting more of Stacy’s gasps. I wanted her moaning, and writhing, yanking at my hair!

  I pushed a little harder, a little deeper, and I soon had my wish.

  Changing the motions up I sucked for a little while at her most sensitive spot, then licked her in long strokes before going back to the motions she seemed to like best, the circling flicking beat that was like banging a drum.

  I glanced up when her hands reached into my hair, pulling my head closer to her as she all but screamed out in pleasure.

  Scott’s lips were wrapped around her right nipple, his fingers tweaking the other nipple. No wonder she was so happy!

  Getting touched and licked in all the best spots at the same time!

  She was so delicious, I didn’t want to stop, but I knew I’d have too because her breathing was telling me that was about to come.

  The way it hitched in her throat and she stopped breathing for a moment as her stomach muscles clenched was all I needed to know.

  I shoved a finger inside of her and aimed for that spot that makes women scream.

  Stacy finally took a breath then and gave a harsh cry that sounded painful, but her body bowed so tightly I thought she’d break her back.

  “Fuck.” She cried out as her eyes flew open but I knew she wasn’t seeing anything from my own experience.

  Her body shook so hard Scott’s lips came away from her nipple and a dirty guttural laugh escaped Stacy’s throat as her orgasm continued. She was clawing at Scott’s naked back, biting his shoulder and damn if I didn’t want to grow a cock to fuck her with!

  Stacy’s body finally started to relax and she pushed my head away.

  Greedily sucking in air, she grinned down at me.

  “Oh yes, you are a keeper my dear. Fucking hell!” She plopped her head back again and reached for me, pulling me up her body to kiss her lips before turning my head to Scott.

  He kissed me as Stacy spoke.

  “You taste me on her? It’s awesome isn’t it?” Stacy asked.

  Scott just hummed a positive response, as he sucked at my tongue, getting every bit of Stacy’s taste he could from me.

  He pulled me down onto the couch, but instead of letting me settle on him he kept pulling me up until I was kneeling over his face.

  “Fuck me Stacy.” He pleaded and I felt her moving behind me as Scott’s arms wrapped around me, pulling me into the perfect position for him.

  I realized that he wasn’t wearing a condom but kept quiet. Letting him fuck her raw, I’d had my face in her pussy not five minutes ago. I knew she had an implant to prevent pregnancy so we were good to go.

  Scott’s tongue distracted me at that point, then his lips as he sucked at my pussy, exploring every inch of it he could get at.

  Stacy’s arms wrapped around me, using me as a brace while at the same time she stimulated my nipples.

  Leaning back into her, I knew the pressure she was feeling was unfair, but I wanted a new experience and was being selfish for a moment.

  I thought Scott might be too distracted by Stacy but kept at my pussy like a trooper, looking up at me and sucking while he held me still.

  I rode my husband’s face while our lover fucked him behind me. Stacy was obviously enjoying herself from the sounds she made and the way her bouncing on Scott’s dick increased.

  Scott’s tongue, the sounds of all of us fucking, the feeling of Stacy holding me secure while she tormented my nipples soon had me coming and I rode Scott’s face until it was done.

  Climbing off of him I finally allowed him his time with Stacy, one on one.

  She leaned down, smiling at him before licking his face clean of the taste of me.

  Scott grinned back at her and then pulled one of those moves only well-built men could pull off and flipped her beneath him while getting his cock shoved into her immediately.

  I watched from the desk chair, fascinated at how they reacted to each other.

  I knew Stacy adored my husband and thought he was gorgeous, but the tenderness they both displayed showed far more than I’d suspected was there. For some reason that didn’t bother me.

  Scott kissed her deeply as his hands roamed her body, discovering the unfamiliar nooks of her body.

  His hand finally found her pussy and she broke the kiss off to moan loudly as his fingers found her clit.

  It was utterly fascinating and I watched as he began to fuck her again, his fingers never slowing as he watched her face…

  “That’s it Stacy, let go baby.” Scott urged her, watching her eyes close him out as she began to shake once more.

  Scott rode her gently, enough to make her pussy clench around him throughout her orgasm. I knew she never came with her clients, she always faked it she said, only allowing herself the pleasure at her parties or with lovers.

  And I knew enough now to know that Stacy was actually coming. This wasn’t just a show.

  Scott watched, and moved his fingers when her spasms stopped, his concentration shifting to his own orgasm.

  My attention shifted to him as well, the muscles of his back and ass clenching beautifully.

  My husband was a vision to watch as he strained into Stacy’s body, her legs coming up to wrap around his waist before inspiration struck him again.

  He pulled her legs up until her feet locked around the back of his head and he leaned over.

  His hips thrust into her and I knew what she was experiencing, pure bliss.

  The noises coming out of Stacy now were sounds of pure pleasure and I sat forward, knowing Scott wasn’t going to be far behind her.

  He didn’t disappoint, although he didn’t do his usual halting before starting again, he j
ust kept fucking into her, his body tensing as he gave a shout of triumphal pleasure.

  Chapter Four

  “So, can I watch you next time?” Scott mumbled to me later, as we all snuggled in our bed.

  Scott was in the middle, Stacy behind him, and he was facing my back.

  “Hmm?” I murmured, almost asleep.

  “Can I watch you next time you fuck random guys?” He asked, kissing my shoulder.

  I stiffened in front of him, knowing he was giving me permission, but unsure of what to say.

  “I’d really like to watch. Seeing you pleasured and giving pleasure, especially with the Quiet Man, it’s just so fucking hot, Ana. Please?”

  “How did you know I called him that?” I asked, curiously.

  “I noticed how very quiet he was and started calling him that in my head. I guess we’re just that tuned into each other babe.”

  I suppose we were.

  “Sure babe. You can watch me next time.” I hadn’t been sure I was ever going to do it again but Scott’s words gave me leave to make that decision.

  The dynamics of our relationship had just changed and we’d brought in a lover. Maybe I wouldn’t even want to fuck anyone else ever again?

  Apparently, my husband had decided he wanted to fuck me again, however, because I felt his cock pressing into my ass, hard and ready.

  “Oh, Scott, again?” I asked in a pleased voice.

  “I’m leaving again in the morning. I can sleep on the plane. Let me love you.” He said, his lips on that spot on the back of my neck he knew would convince me to fuck an entire football team as long as he kept sucking there.

  I’d have an awful hickey there tomorrow, that’s why he rarely did it, I have to wear collared shirts all week while it healed, so he left it alone most of the time.

  But now, fuck, I felt my juices flowing as his lips continued to tease my neck. My head fell forward to give him better access and I shifted to allow his hand entrance between my thighs.

  “Let me make you come babe. Then I’m going to come deep inside of you, from behind, in fact, shift a little.” Scott said, his knee nudged between mine.