At around 5:15 Eddie pulled into his drive way. The Miata was sitting there but in a different spot from where it was this morning. He knocked and opened the door at the same time.
"You decent", he yelled in.
"Depends on what we're talking about", she replied.
He was going to like her a lot. She "got" it. And gave it back pretty good too. He could tell right off. He was pretty good getting a fix on people, after all, it's what he did for a living. He managed a fairly large sales force as well as support staff. So he generally got a vibe on people, and he liked the vibe he got from her. It's why, he guessed, he stopped and helped her this morning instead of just walking past her.
He walked into the kitchen and looked at the table, set for dinner, right down to the candles and Easter themed paper napkins.
"I found this stuff all over the house. I hope you don't mind."
"Naa" he answered.
Dee had just entered through the back door from the patio with two steaks still sizzling on a cutting board.
" I noticed you only had one in the fridge, so I went out and got another one with all the fixings."
Eddie looked at the feast before him and said "You got all this stuff with the $50 I gave you?"
"Shithead!" she said smiling, "I'm not indigent! I work, and I work very hard thank you. I just didn't have any money on me this morning, but I do have this new fangled thing called an ATM card."
Eddie looked at his feet. He could feel the heat of embarrassment well up alongside his ears. Of course she had one. He apologized for his stupidity and they both laughed.
During dinner her cell phone rang twice. "Mississippi Queen" was the ring tone. She never looked up from the steak.
"You gonna answer that?"
"Fuck him!" Dee snapped. "Fuck him and that douche bag."
Over the rest of dinner, Dee filled him in on what she found at her house earlier this morning.
Eddie tried hard not to show any emotion. He hated to hear stories of infidelity. Pissed him off and ate at him. Having found his wife of twenty years splayed over her boss' desk when he went to surprise her for lunch that day three years ago. As was his personality, he made humor out of it but he never let things go. He still can't understand how he didn't kill her and the fucking asshole who was plowing her.
"Just wasn't worth it." He thought to himself while he listened to Dee's tale of woe.
When she was done, she asked him his story. He related his tale of misdeeds and betrayal, as usual he peppered with humor, but, Dee saw right through the jokes and right down to the hurt.
She looked at the clock, 7PM, she was supposed to start work at midnight. She contemplated taking a sick day, but decided she was going in.
"So...you need a roommate for awhile?" she asked as straightforwardly as she could.
Eddie looked as if he shit himself. It almost made her giggle again, for the third time today.
"Shit...ummm...well...I'm kind of a slob. I've been used to living by myself for a while"
"Look," Dee interjected, "I need a place to stay, my marriage is done! I'll need a place for a little while and then I'll find my own joint and move out. I have to report to work at midnight, I'll swing by the house in the morning and get my stuff and some linen and I'll take the back room. I'll pay my own freight, I'm not asking for a handout, just someplace to recover and then move on. Besides it could be beneficial for both of us."
She moved around the table. She'd been looking at this guy real hard through dinner and subsequent conversation. He wasn't handsome by a long shot, but he wasn't a complete dog either. Besides, he was his own man, she could tell right off. This excited her a little. Her husband had been a jerkoff almost from the beginning. She pushed him to get whatever she wanted, and because of that she had no real respect for him. Not that she liked being bossed around either, but just wanted to know someone was in charge. It became her job, being in charge.
She put her hands on his shoulders and began to massage them. He blushed and blushed hard. His fair skin reddened deeply. She could feel his tight muscles releasing. His breathing increased quickly.
"You know, it's been a long time since a woman had her hands on me."
He rose from his chair and they walked into the living room and sat on the sofa. She leaned into him until their eyes were millimeters apart. He could smell her skin. So feminine. He missed this, it dawned on him. His member began to push into his dress pants. Their lips met. He kissed her tenderly, tasting her soft lips. "So long, it's been so long", he thought. Her hand dropped to the bulge forming in his lap and began to knead the knot. A few specks of dampness began to form on the front of his pants. He felt like a teenager again. His pulse quickened as he anticipated what was coming. She undid his belt and opened the button of his pants. She slid his zipper down, carefully, over his erection. She pulled his dick out of it's hiding place. Her fingertips felt wonderful as they only slightly touched his penis.
"Oh shit!" he thought to himself. "I'm not gonna last two minutes!"
It had indeed been a long time since he felt his prick getting played with. Over the last three years he buried himself in his work. With the exception of a few whack off sessions he had been celibate. Even the guys at work told him where he could get a hooker to blow him and relieve the stress. He didn't fancy hookers. And he didn't fancy paying for sex. Bu the truth dawned on him, men always pay for sex, one way or another, it costs them.
She grasped his prick and wrapped her fingers gently around the swollen shaft. He looked on helplessly as she stroked his rod. She realized he was well on his way to dumping his load. She lightened up her grasp but this had the opposite affect. She looked at Eddie and watched his eyes rolled into the top of his head. She lowered her mouth over his stiff dick. She could feel the muscles in his thighs tightening. A low growl started to grow in the Eddie's chest. She knew he was already finished. Eddie, ever the gentleman, tapped Dee on the back of her head to let her know he no longer was in control. Dee's mouth went lower! She squeezed the base of his dick, between her thumb and ring finger, to try and ward off the inevitable. It had some affect but not much. Her head bobbed lower and lower. Eddie fingers dug into the cushions and he felt the burning pleasure start to rise from his balls. Dee could feel it coming too and started to taste the first few drops on the back of her tongue. Her hand lowered from his shaft and began to caress his testicles. That was all he could take. His orgasm spurted into her mouth and she gobbled it up greedily. Some of it drooped out of her mouth and landed in his pubic hair. She could smell the bleachy, chlorine scented goodness as her nose buried itself into his pubes.
When she was done she looked up at Eddie. Eddie, sheepishly, almost apologetically, looked at her.
"What am I, fifteen?" Eddie said. Dee laughed.
"It's ok sweety, I know it's been awhile for you." Dee cooed. "Just relax and let me help you a little."
Without moving her hand from his prick, she move up and began kissing her way up his stomach and chest. She licked and kissed his body, his body hair tingling from her breath, lips, and tongue. She worked her way up to his neck nibbling it and his ears. Under his chin and around to the other side of his face.
"Been a long time for me too, being with a man. I was married to a little boy. But you sweety, you're a real man aren't you."
Eddie was totally immersed in the moment. Feeling fingers, soft, gentle fingers exploring his body. In moment of complete wonder, he felt his penis began to pulse back to life. Dee kept working his neck and mind with nibbling and whispering.
"Goddamn she's good", Eddie thought to himself.
A few more minutes of her steady assault had his Johnson up and at 'em again.
"What the fuck! Imagine this. I haven't had two hardons in the same month never mind ten minutes apart!"
Eddie gained his feet shakily, and finished undressing himself. He grabbed Dee by her shoulders, stood her up, spun her around and returned the favor of kissing her neck and shoulders, running his fingers over her breasts to the bottom of her shirt and in one, seemingly well practiced move and quickly pulled it over her head. His hands quickly returned to her now naked, erect nipples. She moaned. A sound he hadn't heard a woman make in a long time. His hands moved down her shapely hips and stomach and he hooked his fingers into the top of her Nike pants. He lowered them slowly. Dee began to push her ass back into his bulge. When he got her pants down to her calves, she stepped out of them and kicked them towards the TV. Eddie pushed her forward until she found herself being forced to kneel on the couch cushion. He continued pushing until her naked nipples started to bury themselves into the sofa's back cushions. He spread her arms out on the top of the sofa back and raised her hips a tad higher. Her chin was now resting on the top of the sofa back as Eddie, now fully engorged again, began to move the head of his penis into her vaginal lips. They slowly parted and the head probed her heated vagina. She let out a feminine sounding moan. And then a high squeak.
"Just like riding a bike!" He said with a chuckle. Causing her to giggle too.
Eddie's dick was not huge. At least not as huge as the guys in the porn flicks he'd seen. But it was enough. He told himself that a lot. It was enough, and enough was enough.
Still pushing slowly he inched deeper and deeper into Dee. She moved her ass just a little higher, to help accommodate the intrusion. Finally, he was buried into her up to the hilt. He then began to pull out, just as slowly as he went in, achingly so.
"Oh Jesus!", Dee uttered. "Look at you! You're a fucking love machine aren't you!"
In fact in all of her years of marriage to Doug, it was usually him on top, pumping like a oil rig, coming on her or in her, rolling off falling asleep, and then she rubbed one out.
Eddie was actually "making love" to her not just fucking her.
He looked down at Dee's body. He always loved looking at a woman's body. He like the two dimples at the bottom of her spine just above her ass. She was a nice looking woman who could probably clean up real good. And, she was reacting to what he was doing to her and not laying there like a fucking corpse. She was hot!
Dee moved her left hand off the back of the sofa and began to crawl it down to her clit. Eddie saw this and it excited him. He suddenly felt her finger nails on his balls as he slammed forward. He picked up the pace of his pounding. Dee, also picked up the pace of the beating she was giving her clit. Her ears began to deafen as she was closing in on her orgasm. The sensation of Eddie's dick striking the walls of her pussy and hitting that special spot, plus the ruthless rubbing she was putting on the little man in the boat was bringing her to the limit of her ecstasy. Eddie found this most exciting and could feel his second load paying the toll in his balls and moving up to pass through his dick.
The intensity was too much for the both of them to hold out much longer. Dee came first, her pussy closing in tight on Eddie's prick. She began to shudder and screamed to Eddie she was near. This had the same affect on him. He was close, he was at the point of no return. He held back as long as could. Dee shuddered again with another spasm of delight. Eddie pounded her one more time, hard. He pulled his dick out of her soaking pussy and laid it right at the top of her ass. He grabbed his dick with his right hand and stroked it tightly. He began to squirt his load into the shallow of her back. He watched Dee's final throes and she looked over her shoulder at him. She locked eyes with him, another move that he found so unbelievably sexy. Something was connecting them here. He wrangled out a few more squirts and pulled her back up to him. He wrapped his arms around her. His forearms making her feel warm and safe. She liked this. He held her for a few minutes, as they cooled down from the sex.
She dropped her feet to the floor and led him to the bathroom. As they entered, she flipped on the light and opened the shower door. She turned on the water and began to adjust for temperature. Eddie looked down at his shrinking dick and notice that his stomach was coated with his own sperm juice.
"Yeah, a nice hot shower would be nice."
She reached out and pulled him into the water. They held each other as the hot water rinsed away their sins.
"This could be fun!" Eddie thought.
"Yeah it could." She replied.
"Fuck! I have to stop thinking out loud!"
...to be continued.
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