It was almost 2am when Gina got home. She tried to handle her keys quietly, so she wouldn't wake her roommate. Although Gina and Vivian had been friends for years, they only recently became roommates when both of them found themselves going through a divorce. After years of strained marriages, both Gina and Vivian sent their youngest kids away to college and filed divorce papers within weeks of each other. Since then they had become even closer friends, and eventually roommates in a two-bedroom cottage they jokingly dubbed "the cougar den."
Despite being in their forties, both Gina and Vivian were confident and beautiful women, and they often attracted the attention of younger men. They both had professional jobs, their own income, and now their own freedom. Gina and Vivian traveled wherever they wanted to go, dressed as sexy as they wanted, and dated anyone they wanted to try. Tonight Gina had been out with Rod, a handsome contractor she had met through her consulting job. He was a single Dad, twice divorced, and a few years younger than Gina. He was six feet tall, with spiky brown hair, wide shoulders and arms well muscled from his daily outdoor work. Although they had little in common, she had felt a sexual chemistry the minute she met him and was intent on pursuing it. Tonight she had done just that.
Gina quietly snuck into the cottage with her auburn hair pulled back into a ponytail, and a trench coat covering her slightly disheveled clothing. She was sporting what she and Vivian called, "that freshly fucked look."
It was soon obvious that Gina didn't have to worry about keeping quiet. Vivian was still awake. She was sitting in the living room, typing on her laptop and sipping wine. "Hey, you!" she said smiling as she looked up from her work, brushing her blonde bangs from her eyes. "So.... how was it? Tell it all!" Vivian said, finishing off the wine in her glass.
Gina slipped off her coat and walked into the living room where she plopped down beside Vivian on the sofa. "Oh my God... it was like fireworks and earthquakes at the same time!" she said. She poured more wine into Vivian's glass and took a long sip before handing it back to her friend.
Vivian sat the laptop on the floor and grabbed the wine glass, her eyes growing wide as she took in the sight of Gina. Gina's face still had the telltale flush of a recent orgasm, and Vivian could smell the faintest hint of sex rising from Gina's body. Vivian's mind had been so occupied with an annual report deadline that she'd thought of little else the past few days. She actually felt quite tense even after almost an entire bottle of wine. As she sat staring at her friend she forgot all about the damn report, only needing to hear about Gina's adventure with Rod.
Gina closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She had to tell Vivian every last nuance from the evening with Rod, no matter how personal. They always shared the details.
Gina started....
"You know he still has one kid living at home, and she was only away for this one night. We decided to make the most of our time, so we didn't go out for dinner. I picked up some takeout on the way there, and he had a couple of bottles of wine ready so we just did that."
"Ok, honey, that's sweet," Vivian said, "but you KNOW that is not the part of the story I want to hear. Just skip the part about dinner and a movie!"
Gina laughed and continued....
"Yeah, we pretty much skipped all that too! I walked into his kitchen, and as soon as I got there he had his hands all over me. We barely said hello to each other. Then his hands were reaching inside my coat, rubbing me everywhere at once...over my clothes. And his breath was in my ear. He kept calling me Baby, telling me he wanted to make me feel good, and nibbling on my neck. I felt like a sandwich to a starved man, but you know that shit makes me hot."
Vivian nodded, eyes wide. Yes, she did know that from Gina's previous stories.
"So I just had to get my hands on him. I went right for it, Vivian. I just unzipped his pants and reached for it. Fuck...he was huge. It was throbbing in my hand. He kept twitching if I moved my fingers anywhere on it. I've never been all that turned on by looking at guy's dicks, but Rod's was, well...just beautiful. I tightened my grip, and pulled my hand up and down, and he was just moaning louder and louder. I swear, Vivian he didn't ask me to do it, and I didn't make a conscious decision.... but all of the sudden my mouth was on that beautiful dick. I pushed him down into a kitchen chair, and I got on my knees and started to lick and suck. I let my tongue press against every ridge and vein. I was exploring and slurping like I never did before. I looked up in his eyes, and he already looked like he was going to blow right then."
"He was practically gasping for air, and I just devoured him like a wild woman. He was so hard, and so, so.... responsive. Rod tried to stop me before he came so fast, but I knew he wanted it. He tried to pull me to my feet-- but I didn't let up. I kept bobbing up and down on him, licking and twirling my tongue. I had this need to bring him pleasure. So I did. I still had my coat on and the food was still in a sack on the table, but I was not letting him leave my mouth until he came. And he came, Vivian, it was a lot and it was as sexy as I have ever felt. I had him just pulsing in my mouth like that."
Vivian gasped, imagining her friend on her knees in wanton pleasure, still fully dressed, taking Rod's hard dick into her mouth in his kitchen. "But wait," Vivian protested, " that can't be it! After that he OWED you something in return!"
"Well of course," Gina laughed and continued....
"So he pulled me to my feet and kept telling me thanks, but he still kept rubbing his hands all over me like before. Only now it was more like he was slower and more direct about it. He was stroking between my legs, rubbing my clit through my jeans. Then he unbuttoned my blouse, kind of slow, like he was enjoying a little more skin with every button. After my shirt was open, he reached around and unhooked my bra then pulled off the shirt and bra in one move. Well, he just stood there in the kitchen looking at me, topless me, for a long time. At first I thought he didn't like what he saw, but I know my tits still look pretty damn good.... then he moaned a little and took a nipple in each hand. He was rolling them around between his thumb and finger, pinching just a little but not too hard. I thought my knees were going to buckle."
Suddenly Vivian sat up on the sofa and slipped her tee shirt over her head. She was braless underneath. Gina looked at Vivian's ample bare breasts then her gaze traveled up to Vivian's face. Vivian's eyes were half-closed as she touched her own nipples, rolling them between her thumb and forefinger just as Gina had described. "Was it like this?" Vivian asked.
"Ummm... yes," Gina replied, a little startled by the sight. "But maybe just a little rougher. He was pretty excited."