When I awoke on Sunday morning, Angela wasn’t there. I slipped on my dressing gown, and wandered downstairs. She looked up from reading the paper when I came in, told me to sit down, and started making some pancakes. She’d put on one of my t-shirts, but no bottoms. That’s a look I’d always liked: covering her body, arms, and ass, to seem demure, but knowing that underneath, she’s as naked as she was yesterday when I took my little girl’s ass. And those exposed smooth, toned legs, coupled with the t-shirt clinging to her bra-less breasts, was a sexy look. Very sexy.
She caught me looking, admiring the cup of her ass as it snuck just below the bottom of the t-shirt, and smiled at me, deliberately stretching up to look in one of the cupboards, standing on tiptoe, tightening the already-toned muscles in her legs and ass, and raising the top to leave more of her ass uncovered. I looked around frantically for my mobile to take a snapshot, but it wasn’t around. Damn.
I stood up, wandered over to her, and stepped in close, pressed up against her, nuzzling her neck. She sighed, tilting her head to expose more neck, and then pushed me back with her ass, telling me to back off.
“Angela, honey, we’ve only got a few short hours before Simone drops off Daniel again. Do you really want to waste the time making pancakes?”
“These pancakes are going to be the best you’ve ever had, so shut up and sit down. You’ll need the energy, trust me. Oh, and talking of babysitters, it’s my leaving do from work the week after next, and I’d like you to be there, believe it or not. The girls are just dying to meet the man who’s gotten to me. So do think you can find someone? Not Sam, as I want her to be there as well.”
“I’ll ask Simone, or Sharon. If not, there’s a babysitting service I’ve used a few times, I can give them a call.”
“Nope. I’m going to invite Simone as well. I plan on inviting her round to your place afterwards for some… well, I’ll leave that to your lurid imagination… and if she’s here, so much the better. It’s family, friends, and workmates, so she won’t be out of place. Plus, if she dresses up as well as I suspect she does, you’ll have a permanent hard-on, and I’ll probably get the best fucking of my life when we get some privacy, whilst she watches. How does that sound?”
“Er… I guess it’ll be OK. I’ll need to check my calendar though, as I might have something else on. Potting my tomatoes, for example.”
She grinned at me. “Oh, I think you’ll find you’re free. A night with me and Simone? You’d cancel an invite from the Pope for that!”
“Definitely. The pope’s not my type…”
We carried on the banter whilst we ate, and then, when we finished, she came round the table to me and straddled me. As she started kissing me, she reached a hand down between us, slipped it into the front of my pajama’s, and started wanking me, working my cock out of the fly. I reached up to undo her top, letting her tits free, fondling them as my erection grew in her hand.
“One more thing,” she said. “I want you to organize it my leaving do. The venue is booked; I’ll get you the details later, along with the number for Tina at work so you can liaise with her. But everything else is up to you. I expect lots of nice things…. Talking of nice things…” I was sufficiently hard, so she raised herself, lined my cock up with her cunt, and lowered herself down, letting gravity work her down onto my cock, her vaginal walls parting slowly, resisting, but getting wetter with each push. “Oh fuck baby, you’re big…” she breathed in my ear as she worked herself onto me.
She twisted, reaching behind her to grab the maple syrup, and squeezed some onto her breasts, covering her nipples. I grinned, and started lapping it off, swallowing it down, sucking her nipples deep into my mouth to get them clean, as she slowly pistoned herself up and down the length of my cock.
“I’ve had an idea baby… After your month’s up, I think Peter and Simone should keep on fucking, if they’re up for it. We should try to get them together. They both need it. I’m sure she’ll be willing to give him anal quite a bit, and he’ll love her body. I think they’ll get on, don’t you?”
“I should think so. He seems to like older women, and Simone could sure do with someone to look up to her and treat her well, and Peter seems like a good sort.”
“Let’s do it baby, let’s set them up… Fuck, you feel so good in me baby, I’m going to miss this…”
After a few minutes, she stood up, her cunt lips grasping at my helmet as she withdrew, and she turned and bent over the table. “Take me doggy-style baby, hard and fast.”
I took a hold of my cock, and lined it up with her cunt, seeing her arch her back in readiness. I pushed, slowly, so slowly, seeing her wet cunt lips part to let me in, hearing her sigh as my head stretched her lips, centimeter after centimeter disappearing gradually into her hot depths.
When my lower abs pressed against her ass, she said “That was nice baby, but I said hard and fast. Now fuck me!”
I took her at her word, and started slamming into her, the full length of my erect cock pushing into her with each stroke, the kitchen echoing with the sound of the slap as our flesh met. She gripped the edge of the table in each hand, pushing back against me as I fucked her. I grabbed her hips, taking a hold of the flesh to pull her onto me even harder.
She was groaning beneath me, her head turned to one side, her eyes closed as she lost herself in the fucking I was giving her. I didn’t waste time on any extra teasing, I just fucked her hard, pile-driving my cock into her wet cunt, both of us intent on getting off as quickly as possible.
She was moaning and groaning beneath me, her head tossing as we fucked, the air full of the scent of her arousal. I reached forward a bit, sliding my hands underneath her, grabbing a hold of her tits and using them to pull her onto me. She grunted my name as she slid a hand underneath her to finger her clit, and I felt her fingers rub up against my cock occasionally as my hard cock plunged into her depths.
We kept at it for a few more minutes, and then we both came, her orgasm making her cunt tighten in spasms round my cock, and that brought on my own come, my cock pulsing as I spurted into her, and I collapsed on top of her as my body succumbed to the pleasure.
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We went upstairs for a long, hot, sensual, mutual rub-down in the shower, but she refused to let me fuck her again, even though we were both getting turned on lathering each other up. Then we sat and read the Sunday papers till Simone arrived with the boys.
“Hi Simone,” I said, as I opened the door. “Hope Daniel wasn’t too much bother?”
“Of course not Andy, he’s a good lad. Weren’t you Daniel?” she called after him, as the boys ran in and up to Daniel’s toy collection upstairs. I lead Simone through to the garden, where Angela and I had settled.
When Angela saw that it was Simone, she stood up, came over, and gave her a hug, then after checking the boys weren’t around, she kissed Simone full on the mouth, softly and slowly, then pulled back and said “I hope you don’t have plans for tonight? I thought I’d invite you to spend the evening here with us…”
Simone looked a bit flustered, and then smiled, answering “That would be great.”
We spent the rest of the afternoon chatting, reading more papers, enjoying the warm weather with the boys, and generally relaxing. I was enjoying the time with Angela, making the most of it before she left. Which reminded me…
“Oh Simone, Angela’s obviously forgotten already, but it’s her leaving do a week on Friday, and she’d love you to be there. Are you free?”
“Yes, I think so. If you’re sure…” She looked at Angela, who nodded. “OK, that would be great. But… what about the boys?”
“Well,” I answered, “I thought maybe, if Angela’s OK with this, they could come out with us for the night as well, for some excitement – ” Angela nodded – “and then I’ll find a babysitter for the rest of the night. I’ll then drop the boys off here, and we can head to your place or Angela’s and … well, we can take it from there.”
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