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  “Just a second ‘honey,’ then I’m gonna sort you out,” she said and slipped off the bed. She sank to her knees in front of him and pulled his erection down so it was sticking straight out, pointing at her face. Carefully, she lined herself up as she had seen the porn stars do on the internet and pushed her face onto it, opening her throat to let the cockhead slide past. Further and further she slid down his pole, feeling like The Great Mimi Garneau, the famous sword swallower...Yeah, now I got you Mimi! her determination amazing her and overcoming the initial gag reflex she encountered, until her face was flat against his body. “Oh fuck, baby!” Ed exclaimed and started to shake and groan that way he did as he came. As delicately as possible Gloria unsucked him and taking hold of his cock at the helmet, rubbed it softly in her fingers as she plunged her other hand between his buttocks and pushed a finger past two knuckles up Ed’s ass.

  He must have been very surprised for he stared at her as if she’d shot him, emitted a high pitched squeal and shot a great wad of semen which Gloria caught in her open mouth and continued to catch, like a seagull taking scraps, as Ed continued to pump, wide-eyed, watched his wife’s laughing first facial. With the last spurts, she shut her lips about his knob and began to suck...very deeply, swallowing every drop of her wandering husbands cum, while the finger in his ass worked his prostate like the space bar on a typist’s keyboard, sending his squealing up a further octave.

  Like a great pine felled by a master lumberjack, Ed slowly crumpled to the floor and lay there, eyes open staring at the ceiling, as if smitten by holy rapture. “Shit hun, you never done that before,” he gasped. “You never done anything like that!”

  “How do you know?” Gloria replied, getting up and walking out, leaving him lying there.

  Chapter Two

  The diving board

  At the local superstore, Gloria bought herself a simple little camera phone and set it up so that it didn’t send her name then she sent her first text messages from it: “I saw the vase,” to Don and, “I saw the picture,” to Leonard.

  Don came back first, “Great! I saw the pictures. Wow! Is this a wind up? Who are you? So are you coming over? Don”

  “There are conditions,” Gloria texted back ignoring his questions.

  “How did I know that? So what are they, I agree anyway but. Don”

  “I want pictures. My face, your body. Also we only do what I say.”

  “Yes. When now? Don”

  “You have to guarantee 3 clear hours during a weekday. Send text with at least 2 days notice. No talking to the boys.”

  “I’m on it! Can’t wait! Don. Who are you? Discretion assured.”

  “This is amazing,” Leonard sent, “When are you visiting? I’ll have to get Lisa out though. Tomorrow? L”

  “Slow down Leonard. There are conditions. First, no telling anyone.” Gloria told him.

  “Of course not, tomorrow? L”

  “I want pictures, my face and your body. Also we only do what I say. Ok?”

  “Ok. Tomorrow? L”

  “Not tomorrow. Next week earliest. You have to guarantee 3 clear hours during a weekday. Send text with at least 2 days notice.”

  “No problem. Lisa at work all week. L”

  “Ok, Tuesday 9 am. Text if any problem also text if ok Tuesday 8.30.”

  “You are major beautiful. Is this one off or can there be more? L”

  The boys sounded keen enough anyway. Obviously her pictures had got them in the right frame of mind! One meeting set up another to come, better start keeping a diary!

  After her blow-job effort the other night, Ed had stayed in. He knew his limitations too. He said he was too late to catch the guys but Gloria said he should go anyway, he knew where they were, she’d drive him if he liked. No, he couldn’t hit a ball, not after that blow-job! Gloria wondered what excuse he had given Natalie, bet it wasn’t that one! The following night he was over an hour late home from work with another equally lame excuse so Gloria knew she had merely delayed Natalie’s blow-job by a day. Just to twist the knife, Gloria offered to give him another blow-job since he had enjoyed the last one so much but Ed said he was too tired after a long hard day and he had work still to do. Ed almost never worked at night but that night Gloria made him sit in the study all evening, and she kept popping in to see how he was getting on and to bring him cups of coffee to keep him awake!

  Maybe it was the coffee or maybe it was all those blow-jobs and whatever else he was getting or maybe Ed had got the idea that he was some kind of a stud with two women but when Gloria went to bed that night, he was all amorous and obviously looking for a performance. Suddenly it was Gloria’s turn to be too tired, after a long day, although she pointedly told Ed that there had been nothing hard about it!

  Ed had had his second chance. If he had quit with Natalie after Gloria’s blow-job and repaired his relationship with her then she knew she would have gone no further with Don and Leonard, but the texts and the pictures of Natalie’s fat ass, kept coming and that not only angered Gloria but set her course, hard and fast!

  Gloria was a busy lady for the rest of the week. There were a couple of sun bed sessions just to take that white edge off then the beauty treatments and of course the endless waxing and shaving, and trimming and edging of the ‘lawn.’

  The existence of Gloria’s second phone was unknown to Ed, and was only ever in ‘silent’ mode which was just as well because both Don and Leonard sent regular texts expressing their hopes that she wouldn’t change her mind and trying to get her to talk about what they could expect.

  “Hey gorgeous secret lady, any chance of a couple more pictures to keep me going? It’s a long way to Tues! Lxx”

  There were plenty more on Gloria’s computer and feeling rather royal about granting a request she sent a couple off to him with a text which read, “Don’t fire all your bullets off before Tuesday, I’ll want you to do a lot of shooting!” The gun thing again!

  Then at the weekend there was a text from Don saying that he was taking the day off on Thursday as Trisha would be away all day from about nine in the morning and what time could he expect her. Gloria replied in much the same way as she had to Leonard, “10am. Send a text immediately if any problems arise and send a text at 9.30 am Thursday to say if still ok.” With that message away, Gloria sat back and reviewed everything she’d done thinking it was all pretty unstoppable now and that she was fine with that because she didn’t want it to be!

  On Tuesday as always, Ed was up at six and out by seven. It gave Gloria plenty of time to prepare...and to come to terms with the collywobbles in her tummy. She had a long bath and did her yoga naked in front of the full mirror in the hall then she creamed her whole body and spent the rest of the time on her hair and make-up. At half past eight, on the dot, there was a text from Leonard telling her that everything was okay and how much he was looking forward to meeting her. Meeting me, yeah! Gloria thought but immediately reminded herself that it was she who had contacted him and she wasn’t to begin looking for ways out.

  Gloria hadn’t wanted her car parked in Leonard’s drive so she had always intended walking but when she looked out of the window she realised it was pouring with rain. A decision had to be made, should she take the car, change her clothes, or use the rain as an excuse and call the whole thing off? No, it had gone too far, she was committed. If she backed out now, she’d feel like a loser for the rest of her life...so she picked up her umbrella, put on her raincoat and started to walk, it was only ten minutes!

  Once she got going the fears fell away and she was glad of her choice of transport, the coat and the umbrella gave her a sense of security and wrapped her, and her intentions together in a cloak of secrecy, but the rain only got harder and soon Gloria began to feel water seep between the seams of her coat and trickle down her back and between her breasts.

  At least the ra
in dissolved any hesitation Gloria might have felt about walking up Leonard’s drive and in the event she ran for most of it with the soles of her shoes splashing and her heels ringing sharply on the rapidly submerging paving stones. He must have heard her approach or been watching for her for as she arrived at the door, it opened. Gloria didn’t know that, she had turned away to close her umbrella and shake the rain from it and as she did she bent forward and leaned back thinking the door would stop her. In its absence, her bum backed into Leonard, just as he wanted but preferably without her wet clothes in between.

  “Good morning!” he told it. “I’m Leonard...of course, and you must be...” Which was as far as he got for Gloria had turned around, dispensed with the umbrella, was opening her soaking coat and shaking the rain from her wet hair, blinking rainwater out of her eyes and staring smiling into his face. “My God, it’s Gloria Wilson! Oh, I’m afraid I have a very important meeting in just five minutes Gloria...” He stopped again. “It’s you - Gloria Wilson!”

  “Yes Leonard it is me! Are you going to take my coat? A coffee would be nice and somewhere to put these wet shoes,” she told him laughing, it was easy, just take charge.

  “Oh my God of course, look at you, you’re soaking wet. Why didn’t you drive round...Look I’m sorry, I’m a bit confused...” He led her still blustering on, into the lounge where he had a roaring log fire burning in a large open hearth.

  “Oh wonderful, so thoughtful Leonard! I’ll kick off my shoes and stand here, holding out my coat and dry out if that’s all right?” Gloria said, still laughing at Leonard’s comical expression of utter bewilderment and embarrassment. Eventually, like the rain, her words seeped through and Leonard took Gloria’s wet coat and stood there staring at her. “Now for the difficult bit Leonard, the coffee to warm the girl up!” she told him.

  “Oh right! Ah...don’t go away - I’ll be right back!” and he shot off still holding her wet coat against himself in the direction of the kitchen. Gloria couldn’t have been more pleased. If Leonard had been prepared for who she was and had an act ready it might well have put her off, but this bumbling inadequate rather appealed to her and put her in control!

  When he came back with a pot of coffee and two mugs, Gloria was still standing close by the fire, still smiling and looking sensational. Carefully, as though making a sudden move might frighten her away, Leonard approached and held out a mug which he then filled with steaming coffee. “I, I never suspected...you know Ed’s one of my closest friends? I have to ask why Gloria?” he stammered. “I don’t mean to be rude, I mean, I know it’s none of my business...”

  “Are you turning me down Leonard?” she asked him.

  He took a moment but he never intended to say yes, “No...Good heavens no! I’m just...shocked!”

  Gloria turned and sipped the coffee and put the cup down on the mantel piece, then while he watched she put her hand up to the zip in her dress and slowly pulled it down. She crossed her arms in front of herself and pulled the straps from her shoulders and let the dress fall to the carpet. Underneath she was completely naked.

  “My God!” she heard Leonard exclaim as his eyes took in her small shoulders, tiny waist and perfect round bottom, “My God, you’re beautiful!”

  Gloria turned round and watched satisfied as Leonard’s eyes widened even further when he saw her large soft breasts, her smooth delicate little navel and her exotically beautiful coiffured quim.

  “My God!” Leonard exclaimed again, sagging overwhelmed as Gloria advanced on him and hung her fragile arms around his neck. “My God!”

  She kissed him with her soft lips and one hand held the back of his head while the other gripped the front of his trousers. “My God!” Leonard mumbled but kissed her back and began to breathe deeply.

  “Don’t you dare Leonard!” Gloria scolded him and released his throbbing trouser bound cock. “Just get on your knees and starting with my breasts - kiss!”

  Instruction was all Leonard needed and he set about fulfilling her wishes with all his heart. Her nipples and aureole responded to his sucking by standing up in piquant bumps while her gorgeous breasts filled his head with their honey sweet aroma so that he crushed them together and buried his grateful face in them and sucked it in, rejoicing that he would not die unknowing. It didn’t last long enough, Gloria’s hands were already on his shoulders pushing him down, dragging his hungry tongue across her perfect golden skin leaving an obscene wet trail to her tummy button where he sucked and worshiped reverentially but which, for all its perfumed promise, offered a receptacle more for smearing an ending in, than delivering a bolt to...and Gloria had finally and irrevocably decided, that wasn’t enough...bolts were being delivered.

  Having been told to kiss, Leonard knew nothing but his mouth, his hunger increased as the distance to Gloria’s vagina decreased. At last he found the path, the crease, the stairway to make his faltering descent and with every step his excitement increased - and so did hers. Slowly, lovingly his tongue slid languorously through her labia and dug deeply in her clitoris until it turned the luscious corner and slid up inside her. There it broke the dam and Leonard’s mouth was filled with her juice and his face drenched in it. He licked and sucked at her soft flesh and pulled gently with his teeth, he pushed his tongue in and out and roundabout and made Gloria come again and again and still she had not had enough...and neither had he. She turned away from him and standing legs apart, bent over so that her hands were on the floor and she could push her open pussy onto Leonard’s desperate face. Never had a man’s tongue been so far up a woman and never had a woman been so up for it. She moaned, pushed, shook and rubbed her continuously climaxing cunt up and down Leonard’s face from his chin to his forehead, eventually knocking him backwards onto the floor where she mounted his head and ground her clitoris against his teeth for one final shattering screaming orgasm.

  They lay, her naked across him - clothed, both panting from exertion, her from excess, him from satisfying it, or trying to. Gloria rolled off and told Leonard to pull his trousers down and take her but he shook his head and confessed that in his excitement he had shot his load into his pants. She smiled sympathetically, “What a waste Leonard, never mind let me see you anyway.” His softening cock was wet with semen and white drops hung in his pubic hair. Still, the sight of another man’s genitals deeply aroused her and she got up from the floor and lay back on the couch bending her knees and pushing the soles of her feet against each other, forcing her thighs widely apart. She beckoned the spellbound Leonard closer who shuffled forward on his trouser bound knees and waited biddable while she reached out and collected the drops of semen on her fingers and transferred them to her gaping pussy and began to rotate her fingers in her slit. She kept her eyes on Leonard’s as they flickered between her gash and her face as her fingers circled her clitoris and pushed deeply up the inside of her pussy. “In my coat pocket there’s a black phone, take pictures of me Leonard!” she told him approving the accelerating effect her words had on his recovering cock.

  Leonard struggled to find the camera function on the phone and it was all Gloria could do to hold on to her orgasm while he did. Eventually he was ready and Gloria released the climax that was torturing her. It lasted for minutes and Gloria swore in the ecstasy of it while Leonard snapped and his penis grew hard. She grabbed it and pulled it into her mouth and Leonard continued taking pictures, now of her cock filled sucking face. I hope you’ll like them Ed! she thought, before the need for cock in her throbbing cunt drove every other thought from her mind. “Come on Leonard, fuck me now!” she panted. “Fuck me hard!”

  ***

  “I don’t know what this is all about Gloria and I doubt if you’re going to tell me, but I can’t believe you’ve just decided - suddenly, that I’m irresistible...although to be honest, I don’t care. After today all I care about is the next time. I’ve never had sex like that; I didn’t know it could be like that! Ple
ase say there will be a next time?”

  Gloria didn’t say anything for a while. She couldn’t say one way or the other, she didn’t know. “Look, Leonard, it wasn’t just you who had a great time today - More than great, really liberating and...different. Something is going on, you’re right and maybe I’ll tell you about it and maybe I won’t. I’ve only got half a plan Leonard and it could just go wrong or I could lose my nerve - One thing, I’ll never tell Ed about you.”

  It was still bucketing down outside and Leonard wanted to drive her home, even drop her at the end of the street but Gloria wouldn’t have it. She wanted the walk, needed it and didn’t care anymore about the rain.

  She was elated! It had been outrageous, shocking, she had gone far, far further than she had intended. She had lost her head and her composure - completely! But it had been wonderful! Just as she had said to Leonard: liberating and exciting...but it had been more than that, it had been easy! What had she been afraid of, orgasms? Hundreds of them! She never imagined it would be so good. She never thought for a second that she would do any of it and yet she had! Who would have thought that boring, predictable old sex could be so - sexy? Brilliant Leonard, brilliant, top marks! Now - Don!

  Chapter Three

  Sowing the seed

  Gloria hadn’t even been aware of Ed getting up and clattering about - and leaving. In her cosy pyjamas, she’d slept on - ‘till - Eleven! She leapt out of bed and charged at the shower. It had happened; she wasn’t even going to start that, ‘had it really?’ crap, every fibre of her brain and body was rejoicing, It had happened!

  The evening meal wasn’t going to happen though, not unless she got to the shops! Anyway, I’ve got a beauty treatment at two, should say...a pussy treatment!