I was sat in my office when, MJ appeared at my door. "Got a minute?" she asked.
"Yeah, sure."
She came in and closed the door. "I called the solicitors and spoke to a very nice woman; she wants to see me in person. There are details that they can only discuss face to face, and there are quite a few personal items to hand over that they wouldn't want to ship. So, I made an appointment for a few weeks time."
"That's a pain; it's a long way to go alone. I can go with you if you want. Share the driving and all that. It's a long day, probably 10 hours of driving."
She smiled, "Would you? That would be awesome. I'll owe you another one."
"No problem, babe. It will be nice to have a day off for a change."
"The meeting is at 11, so we'd have to set off early, Monday morning traffic and all that."
"We could go the night before and stay overnight; I'll drop you off at the meeting. Can't see it lasting that long, then we can drive home afterwards."
She smiled, "What about our no overnight sleepover rule?"
"Exceptional circumstances. Did you not read the contract?" I joked.
She sat there in thought for a moment, "I enjoyed last night, just being with you, lying on you on the sofa, then going to sleep with you. I've missed that."
I reached over the desk and held her hand, "I've missed it too, babe; I was thinking about that this morning."
She smiled, "I'm meeting the coach tonight, so I'll let you know how we get on."
"Are you going to fuck him?" I joked, "he seems to have a reputation."
"No, my pussy and ass are just yours."
"You know we're just fuck buddies; you can be with other men if you want. I'm not exactly a one-woman guy at the moment."
"I know, but I'm happy with just being with you. I don't want the hassle of being with someone else now. I'm just the madame that arranges which woman you fuck next," she laughed as she left my office.
MJ called me that night. "I met the coach; what a hunky guy he is; no wonder women want to have sex with him."
"Were you tempted?"
"Almost," she chuckled, "anyway, he had managed to talk to a few of the other women, and they are interested but want to know more, so I've got their details and will contact them."
"Wow, ok, how many?"
"Three, plus Sharon. I only have their names: Cathy, Rosanne and Olivia. All married. Olivia is a recent one, very hot, nice big tits and young; she's 26 and has only been teaching for 4 years. I'll speak to Sharon and get some info on them, maybe some photos so you can see them first."
"Ok, that sounds interesting. Send them over when you have them."
"He's also interested in being part of the club. Does that bother you?"
"No, not at all. If there are four more potentially joining, I might need a hand," I laughed.
"Maybe. Louise is keen to see you again. You made an impression on her. Don't forget Anna on Friday."
"Yes, I'm looking forward to that."
"Tina wants you again; she said today that she wished she could get away from home more often."
"I like being with her too. I like all of you," I laughed.
"Do you have a favourite," she chuckled.
"Yes, but for all different reasons. Each of you is different, and I like being with you all for those reasons. You're still my number one, though, you know that."
"Good answer," she laughed.
On Friday night, I went to Anna's again. She was dressed in a lovely dress and strappy wedged shoes. I could smell the food cooking as I entered. We hugged in the lounge and kissed, "Thanks for coming over," she said, moving away from me, "I need to get to the kitchen," she said, running off back into the kitchen. I could see through her thin summer dress; her long, shapely legs silhouette was unmistakable. I walked in and saw that lots was going on.
"Wow, who else is coming?" I laughed, "looking at the various pans on the stove and things in the oven.
"Just us. A nice meal has many courses and stages. I trained as a chef, remember? But the money was poor, and the hours were long, so I changed my career. I enjoy cooking, but it's just a hobby now."
We ate the meal, and it was delicious. It was one of the best home-cooked meals I'd had in a long time, if not ever.
"Well, Anna, you can cook me a meal anytime. That was fantastic," I said.
"Thank you. I'm glad you liked it. I'm stuffed and shattered now. Let's go and relax."
"Should we not clear up first?" I asked.
"No, I'll do it later."
"I'll help. It'll take less time."
"No, you're my guest. Let's go and relax on the sofa."
I sat on the sofa, and she brought us some drinks and sat next to me. I reached for her hand and held it, her fingers quickly entwining with mine as we watched the TV and chatted about our week.
"Would you mind giving me another foot massage?" she smiled.
"Of course," I said, keen to be touching her sexy body again. She reached down to her shoes and started to undo them, "Can I?" I asked. She looked at me and smiled, moving the end of the sofa and placing her feet on my lap, giving me a swift glance of her legs up her dress. I unfastened her shoes and dropped them onto the floor, seeing the marks the straps had made on her feet.
I rubbed her feet and ankles for an hour or so, wondering how far she would go tonight. After a while, she got some more drinks and sat beside me, "Want to kiss?" she asked.
I didn't answer but took her cheek in my hand and drew her close, we kissed softly for a while, and she moved my hand to her boobs; she moaned softly as I closed around her tit, feeling her softness and firmness.
I felt her hand move to my thigh, then slowly up to my crotch, my erection now filling my trousers quite painfully.
"So big," she mumbled between kisses.
"I love your tits, they feel so nice," I said, returning her compliment.
She stopped and sat back, looking at me and my crotch. I wondered if she wanted me to make a move on her, but I wasn't going to create one. It was down to her to control what we did.
"I.. I..." she stuttered.
"Anna, honey, we can do as much or as little as you like. I'm not pressuring you to do anything. We can stay here, watch TV, and chat while I rub your feet for you, or we can do something else if you want. It's entirely up to you."
"I want to see your cock," she said, leaning in and kissing me again, "let's go upstairs."
"Are you sure, honey?" I asked, hoping she wouldn't change her mind.
She got off the sofa and held out her hand. "let's go."
I followed her up the stairs to her bedroom, where we stood beside the bed. She turned and put her arms around me, hugging and kissing me. Then she slowly dropped to her knees in front of me. She looked up at me, and I secretly hoped she wouldn't stop as she reached for my trousers and started to undo them.
My cock was soon freed, and she smiled up at me, taking hold of me and studying my cock, "Wow, MJ said you were big, and I could feel you felt big, but wow."
She lifted my cock and looked around, looking at my heavy balls that hadn't been emptied since MJ blew me on Monday morning. She leaned forward, kissed the head, and took it into her mouth.
"Oh fuck, Anna, that feels nice," I moaned. She blew me for a while, sucking on the head then licking the length of my cock.
"Such a nice cock," she moaned, taking me deeper into her mouth. She then pulled off me, and I wondered if she was going to stop. She stood up in front of me. "Do you want to take my dress off?" she asked.
"I'd love to; I'd love to see your body, but only if you are happy to do this."
"I am," she smiled, shrugging off the straps on her shoulders and wriggling it down her body until it landed on her feet.
"Wow, Anna, you are gorgeous," I said, looking at her, now standing before me in her white underwear. I stepped out of my trousers and picked them up, putting them on a chair. She reached for my shirt and lifted it up and over my head, leaving me naked in front of her.
"I like what I see; you're just how I thought you would look," she said, running her finger over my chest and down to my cock again.
She moved closer and kissed me, trapping my cock between us.
My hands went to her ass, feeling her firm cheeks under her thin panties. I moved down and kissed her neck and shoulder, and then she brought her hands to my cheeks, "I know you've been doing things at my pace, and thank you for that, but now you're in control; I want to have sex, with you, here in my bed, right now. Do things to me, anything you want; I need some release; I need to cum."
"Are you sure, babe?"
She kissed me again and unfastened her bra, throwing it across the room, and then she wriggled out of her panties, tossing them at me. I looked at her body, "Wow, Anna, you look fantastic." I said.
"Enough talk; I want this; I want you right now. I want this inside me, making me cum. I've wanted this for a while, but I've been too scared to ask. I didn't know if you wanted me or not."