Her moan was so deep, I could feel her mouth vibrating on my cock and I almost came right there. I swore I could feel her eyes roll back into her head, it sounded that good. She took my cock out of her mouth long enough to groan, “Oh, Stevie, yes. Keep doing that, gawd, just like that, oh gawd, Laurie, oh gaawd, please, yes.” She then went back to working me over with her tongue around the head, followed by long slow strokes with her lips, down to the base.
She got so wet after that, I probably looked like a glazed donut. So I did it again and I could feel her start squirming. She was going to cum soon.
“Did you like that, Cissy? Did you like the way she did that?” She practically spit out my cock as her orgasm rocked her body. She had her face pushed into my thigh to silence the cries. Laura used to call her Cissy when they were younger. I’m not sure why I remembered it now but I was glad I did. All I could hear were muffled moans and “ooooooaaaaaaaahs” as she trembled through wave after wave. When she stopped shaking, I let her stretch out her legs while she caught her breath. That was the hardest I had ever seen her orgasm. It took a while for her panting to recede to relatively normal breathing. Her nipples were so hard, she wouldn’t let me touch them because they were too sensitive, and she loved having her nipples played with lightly post orgasm.
We laid there for a little while, letting her enjoy the afterglow. She spun around so that she was on all fours over me and reached between us to start playing with my cock again. I hadn’t really deflated all that much so it really didn’t take her long to get me back to full hardness. She rubbed the head of my dick against her labia, lubricating them in addition to the precum I had already been oozing while she played with me. We locked eyes as she slowly slid my length inside her, until she was fully seated on me. Her kiss was long, deep and heartfelt.
She whispered “I need you, Stevie. Fuck me, baby, please.”
Bracing her hands on my chest and wrapping her feet underneath the back of my thighs, she started doing this thing with her pussy. I can’t begin to describe the sensations other than it feels like a cross between a pussy sleeve and a shiatsu massager. There’s ripples, ridges, suction, all at the same time.
“I love you, Steven. I love you so much.” She wasn’t doing this for herself, I knew she didn’t reach orgasm this way. She was doing this for me. I pulled her head down so I could kiss her while she did obscene things to my cock. I tried playing with her nipples to distract her but it didn’t work. I didn’t last long.
“Cindy, baby, I’m gonna — I’m gonna cum. Goddamn, that feels so good. Oh, shit, baby, oh shitshitshitshit — I love you so much, Cin–” The first spasm felt like my balls were trying to climb into my stomach, it was so strong. The next few were almost as intense. When I finally stopped spurting, she untucked her feet from my thighs and stretched out lengthwise on top of me, holding my cock inside her.
“You always feel good, Stevie. I love you so much, baby.” Her head was on my chest, my arms wrapped around her lower back and my nose buried in her hair. I love the smell of post-sex Cindy, her shampoo, body spray, arousal, all of it.
“I love you so much, too.” I was having an epiphany of sorts, post orgasm. No matter what happened between us, I would probably love her until the day I died. I could somewhat understand now how she felt about Laura. The kind of bond we shared, it would be really hard to break.
She gave me another deep, loving kiss as she rolled off of me, over to her side of the bed. Laying on her side, she slid back until we were spooning, and in the time it took to say “Goodnight, baby” to each other, I think we were both asleep.
The alarm went off way too fucking early. Cindy mumbled something that sounded like “Fuck off” as her alarm went off and she slapped the shit out of it, turning it off. She threw on a robe to get the girls up while I got in the shower. As soon as I was done and dressed, I took over supervising breakfast while she got ready. We had this routine down. Laura wandered out as the girls were finishing up, giving me a long hug. I handed her a cup of coffee, which she gratefully accepted.
“A little too much wine last night, I’m not used to it.” She dug her pill bottles out of her shirt pocket and took two anti-inflammatories. T-shirt and panties again. No bra, as her nipples were obviously hard.
Bobbi started excitedly explaining the ins and outs of their daycare to Laura while she sipped coffee and coaxed Ronnie to finish her cereal. I have to admit, it was nice having somebody else for the girls to talk to first thing in the morning and Laura seemed to be having a good time doing it. She was really good with the girls.
I searched for an auto transport company on line, found a local company and made a note to call them after eight thirty, when they opened. We needed to get rid of that car, the sooner, the better.
When the girls were finished with breakfast, it was about quarter after seven. The two girls were sent to pick up their room before leaving, putting their pajamas in the dirty clothes, and getting their backpacks to take to daycare.
Laura disappeared into the bathroom to shower and dress. We corralled the kids, got them into Cindy’s SUV and she left to take them to daycare. We didn’t say anything about Cindy taking time off, because they would have wanted to stay home too, and we had things we needed to do.
I had just gotten off the phone with the auto transporter, having made arrangements to have the car picked up tomorrow morning. He had a truck headed that way and it would be delivered either late tomorrow afternoon or Tuesday morning.
Cindy’s clothes were just a little loose on Laura, but not overly so. She had apparently given her some of her things that were a little too tight for Cindy to wear comfortably, although I damn sure wouldn’t have minded. They looked good on Laura, though. She came out and sat at the kitchen table with another cup of coffee. I explained to her about our father’s car.
“Okay, Stevie. I’ll let Micah know about when the car will get there. Is there anything else I need to ask or tell him?” She had her notes app on her phone open and she typed in the note about the car.
“Just about whether or not you need to be in court, I think that’s it for right now.” I really couldn’t think of anything else.
She typed a note. As soon as Cindy came back, she excused herself to call her attorney from her room. Cindy gave me a rundown of what she wanted to do today.
“She needs clothes, mine don’t really fit her right and she definitely needs underwear. I want to take her to get her hair and nails done, too, if that’s all right.”
“Sure.” A little self love never hurt anybody. She could certainly use a little pick me up.
Laura came out of her room, smiling. “Micah says I can appear by live video. Lewis didn’t like it but at least I don’t have to go back right now. I might have to later, though.” As Laura passed Cindy, they briefly touched and exchanged a look between them.
They sat down at the kitchen table to sort out their plans for the day and I collected the dirty laundry and sheets from the girls room to throw in the washer. Checking the bathroom, Laura had done a wonderful job of cleaning up after the girls, who were messy even with supervision.
They found me loading a load of colors into the washer. “We’re heading out. I guess we’ll see you tonight when you get home.” Cindy gave me a heartfelt kiss that I gladly returned.
I waved to Laura, “You girls enjoy yourselves, just leave some clothes for everybody else.” Cindy slapped my arm as they laughed. They walked back down the hallway giggling like our daughters when they were up to something.
I ran the vacuum, once I had the house to myself and could do so uninterrupted. I wiped down the kitchen, knowing that Cindy would come along and do it again before starting dinner. She didn’t mind the way I cleaned the rest of the house, but I could never clean the kitchen to her liking. Go figure.
The last stop was our room. I wiped down the sink and shower glass, gave the toilet a once over and ran the Swiffer over the floor. I pulled our sheets, since I had apparently delivered one hell of a load last night, and put clean ones on. I then made the girls beds. By that time, it was about eleven, so I made some lunch and finished getting dressed for work.
Work was uneventful for a Monday. By the time I got home at a little after nine, the girls had been fed and put to bed. Cindy and Laura were sitting on the couch, watching TV. They seemed to be much more relaxed around each other now. Laura had apparently decided to change her hair style, it was much more Cindy’s length now, where it had been much longer before. She looked nice. They had both gotten the manicure and pedicure works, by the looks of it.
“You get everything you needed today?” I asked Laura as I sat down in the recliner. Their movie was just ending and Cindy was starting to look for something else to watch.
“We did. I didn’t mean for her to take off work, though.” If she thought I was going to get mad about Cindy taking a “me” day, nope. “I’ve been enough trouble.”
Cindy piped up before I could speak, “I told you it was no big deal. I got to show you around so you know where the important things are.” The area we lived in had almost everything we needed within a fifteen to twenty minute drive, at most.
They went on to describe their little safari. It sounded like they had fun. Cindy seemed much more relaxed today, for which I was relieved. We called it a night about ten thirty. Laura and Cindy kissed each other on the lips as they hugged each other good night. I got a hug from Laura and she went into her room and closed the door. I stopped by to check on the girls, sound asleep in their beds, and followed Cindy into our room.
Closing the door behind us, she spoke quietly, “Laurie wants to talk to you tomorrow, so I’ll take the kids to daycare and then stop at the store to give you two some space.”
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