Not too long ago, the television network I work for as a camera man, sponsored a week long, all expenses paid cruise for all it's New York employees and their spouses. For seven days and nights, this single guy not only got to socialize with all the network big-wigs, I also got to have a drink or two with some of the biggest stars on television, and I'm not just talking Pat Sajak, Alex Trebek and Tom Bergeron. I'm talking some real hot females, hot older babes like Meredith Veiera and Katie Couric. Two hot babes who were more than happy to spend some very happy times with a thirty-year old camera man aiming to please. And when I say happy times, I'm not just talking about drinks served during happy hour. I'm talking about making our own happy hour once the bars closed. The first time it happened, it was just past one in the morning with the first day of our celebrity cruise coming to a close. I was holding out for as long as I could. One more drink, I told myself as I sat by myself at the bar. Luckily, I wasn't the only one not wanting this happy day to end. A lovely woman known to many television viewers, felt exactly the same as me.
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"Hi Vic! Want some company?" I heard a female voice and my head turned quickly, That's when I saw the smiling face of Meredith Veiera, the older, but still quite beautiful television game show hostess. "I couldn't sleep either," she said while sitting down, telling me her husband was fast asleep inside their cabin.
So, with her spouse in a deep state of slumber, and an eager camera guy still looking to party, it was a perfect chance for a horny single guy to test the celebrity waters, so to speak. Would she or wouldn't she was the question I mulled in my head as I ordered the older lady a drink, then watched as Ms. Veiera sat down on the stool right next to me.
As she did, her short skirt slid back to her ass, in the process, showing off her smooth bare thighs that belied her sixty years of age.
"So, tell me, Vic? Is it true that someone as nice as you is still single?" she asked with a very sly grin while I grinned with lust at the sweet thigh flesh she was showing off so willingly. It amazed me how nice her legs were for a woman her age, which like I said, was somewhere around sixty or sixty-one.
When I told her she was right, her sly smile became even broader before she took a few long sips from her brandy snifter. Right after, she polished it off in one big gulp.
"How nice!" she said while sliding off the bar stool. "C'mon, Vic honey! Let's go for a walk!" she said and I happily agreed, still not suspecting the celebrated Meredith Veiera wanted much more than a moonlight stroll with a younger guy still wondering about the celebrity waters. I'd find out soon enough that the married lady wanted much more than I ever hoped for.
The fact is, Ms. Veiera wanted to fuck, but her man for fucking was in their cabin fast asleep. The tired husband would be fucking no one that night. I would.
I'd be fucking his celebrated wife.
"Want to sit on one of those lounges?" she asked just five minutes into our walk.
"We can," I answered, still not realizing what she wanted. It never occurred to me that a supposedly happily married woman, and a celebrity of her stature, would be brazen enough to want a sexual tryst in a public place with her husband of many years so very close.
As soon as we sat down, I got my first real clue when her bare leg touched my hairy leg and she left it there. Right after, her arm came around my waist and her head came to rest on my shoulder. When I asked what she was doing, Meredith told me, but not by speaking.
Moist parted lips and a meaty tongue can speak volumes to a guy especially slow in picking up things. It says that a woman's very eager to pursue a heated tryst. In Meredith's case, the sixty-year old married babe was considerably eager for such an affair with the single thirty-year old guy.
Right after her very heated kiss, the married lady moved quickly. In one swift move, Meredith fell onto her back, tugged her short skirt back and spread open her long shapely legs. That's when I saw she wore no panties. That's when I wanted to say: Hey, Meredith! You're another man's wife! You shouldn't be doing this with me! But, the sad truth is, I didn't say any of that I just looked down at the woman's furry bush and thought of nothing but the delicious cunt right before my eyes.
If the wife of another man, and a celebrity of renown, wanted to show me her beautiful horny cunt, who was I to stop her? Besides, I was just as drunk and just as horny as she.
No, I didn't think of her spouse or stature in a time of lust. I thought of me, a man without scruples who wouldn't think twice about fucking Meredith Veiera, the highly acclaimed star of network television, and a lovely lady known to mullions of viewers.
So, in a swift move of my own, my face moved to the coziness of Meredith's smooth meaty thighs and my mouth pressed to an area normally reserved for one man alone.
Almost instantly, my tongue darted out and it started licking the wet juicy folds of the married star's pussy. Her reaction was one I never expected. She became wild. Her long beautiful legs wrapped tightly around me and her sweet soft ass lifted up off the lounge with her cunt rubbing my mouth.
"Eat me! Oh, God! Eat me!" she yelled with her head thrashing from side to side and her body moving up and down. What else could I do but give the cheating married cunt exactly what she wanted. I licked and sucked on Meredith Veiera's cunt until I felt her soft delicious ass tremble inside my hands, tasted her delicious pussy juice on my tongue. She had cum.
It was over. No, it wasn't.
Meredith loved me eating her. But like all women, a pussy lick is never enough for one so hot. Meredith wanted it all with me. Her legs loosened and I knelt up between them. Looking down, I could see her gasping for breath. I could also see her arm lifting off the lounge with her hand reaching for what bulged between my legs. The next thing I knew, the cheating wife was rubbing my dick as she hastily tugged at my fly. For some reason, this bothered me and I had second thoughts.
"You'd better go back to your cabin," I told her, but Meredith had no intention of returning to her husband's bed. She opened my zipper and reached inside. Suddenly, my cock was out and she was up off her back. What happened next was beyond any man's comprehension. The woman gripped my ass with one hand while her other hand grasped my hard dick.
"Go?" she asked while staring at me. "Oh no, Vic! I don't think I'm going anywhere! I want a cock, and I want yours!"
Before I could stop the insistent woman, her mouth came around my dick and she started sucking on it just like many married women have sucked on my cock. And on this night, my reaction was exactly the same as it was with those other cheating babes.
If a woman wants to blow me, another guy's wife or not, celebrity or not, I let the hot horny bitch blow me no matter who she is or where we are.
Under the moonlight, and out of view from anyone, Meredith Veiera's lips and tongue performed incredible magic on my cock. She licked its hard head while her head bobbed up and down and her wet lips glided nicely along the long stiff shaft. The woman's blowjob was so good; I could have easily cum inside her sucking mouth.
The truth is, Meredith wouldn't have stopped me from depositing my juicy hot load into her mouth. I knew that because she told me so.
