After that first night, Kay and I stayed in most of the following day, only leaving my house for a walk around the neighborhood. After a couple of days, we got out more. I took her to many of my favorite places in the city; the art galleries I love, a few jazz haunts, some of my favorite restaurants and, though she was definitely country, she immediately warmed to what New York had to offer.
Kay was both clingy and needy. This was her first real intimate experience in many years and she was not only still wary at what was happening with her, but also eager to experience more. Our lovemaking was fierce most times. Any inhibitions she had in my presence were almost immediately gone. She was vocal, telling me what she wanted sexually, sometimes demanding, yet always, eventually, submitting willfully whenever I took control. Admitting it was what she really wanted from me. But her stamina was equal to mine as I knew it would be; it was what drew us to each other.
One night, after an exhausting day touring Brooklyn and strolling over the Brooklyn Bridge, for the first time, we both fell asleep without making love. And then the next morning I slipped out while she was asleep; before she could wake me as she often did, kneeling between my legs, coaxing my cock to life. I had another plan for her; one I wasn't absolutely sure she would receive positively, but if my instincts were right, she would...with vigor.
I had told her the night before that I had a weekly sparring session at my gym, so she would know where I was when she woke up. I have various sparring partners for my mixed martial arts training, but on this day I was going to spar with a kid in his late twenties named Derek. He was a light-skinned African American who graduated from Penn in Philadelphia and played football there as well. Multi-talented, Derek was also an amazing drummer and regularly worked with some of the top jazz musicians in the area. About the same height as I, Derek was leaner, but quicker in the ring than me. Keeping up with him was a challenge, but we managed to work on each other's strengths and weaknesses as we sparred. Our workouts could get brutal and that morning's was no exception.
When it was over, I pulled Derek aside and asked him if wanted to come over for breakfast. I told him about Kay. "Hey, I don't want to intrude, Frank."
I knew Derek was open minded. We had hung out together a few times at jazz clubs where he was working and there were often many female friends hanging around him. And he wasn't shy in talking about some of the things he did with them
"No intrusion. Kay would really like to meet you," I said, looking at him intently.
He understood what I was saying and I didn't have to explain further.
"Shouldn't I shower first," he said.
I smiled. "No, I'm not."
"Uh huh." He grinned. "Okay then."
I found out later from Kay that when she woke up and I wasn't there that she was already aching. While she made coffee in her nightgown waiting for me, she started to think of what she wanted me to do to her when I returned. How I was going to fuck her. And when she heard the key in the front door, she was already aroused, anxious to take me to bed.
When we walked in together, I immediately saw not only Kay's surprise, but her embarrassment as she crossed her arms over her breasts which were visible under the thin gown.
"Hi, honey, glad you're up," I said with a smile. "Meet my sparring partner, Derek."
"Very nice to meet you, Kay," Derek said with a big smile. I could see his eyes taking her in as he held out his hand. And I could see he liked what he saw.
Taking his hand, still flustered, Kay muttered, "Hello, Derek," and then looked back at me quizzically.
"I invited Derek for breakfast, I hope you don't mind." I held up a bag of bagels." And I see you made coffee."
"No...I don't mind...but," she stammered
"I know, I should've told you. It was kind of a last minute decision." I looked at her, put the bagels down, pulled her to me and kissed her. "It's okay. You're always safe with me," I said, still looking at her. She was puzzled but I could feel her skin flush as I held her.
"But I'm not even dressed, honey," she whispered.
I smiles. "We're sweaty messes here, Kay," I said. "We hit it hard today."
"We did," Derek agreed. "This old man, there's no let up in him. He's a beast in the ring."
Kay smiled at Derek's remark. "Not just in the ring, Derek," she said with a grin.
"Whoaaa, why am I not surprised?" Derek said.
Turning to Kay, I said. "See, dear, now you are revealing our secrets."
"You," I said to Derek while tossing him a towel. "Go get cleaned up. The shower's right over there."
Derek caught the towel and in the same motion, pulled off his tee shirt revealing his hard, hairless chest and defined six pack abs making an obvious show of it.
"Man, did you have to do that," I said. "You couldn't wait until you got into the bathroom. You just wanted to show off that hard body of yours, huh?"
I glanced at Kay and noticed that she was staring at Derek's body. When she saw me looking at her she averted her eyes and flushed again.
"I'm sure this lovely lady ain't complaining about yours, old man," Derek replied with a sarcastic grin and then turned to Kay for her response, but there was none. She seemed confused by the interplay between Derek and I
"Okay if you want to go there. Let's have at it." I pulled off my own shirt, showing Kay what she was by now very familiar with "And I got over 15 years on you," I said to Derek.
"So now you're playing the old age card again?"
"Hell yeah," I said. "Whenever I can."
This made Kay laugh. "Boys, you are both incredibly fit," she said, as her eyes wandered from me back to Derek.
"Maybe so, Kay, but there are some muscles that never sag with age," I said. "How are you in that department, buddy?"
"Hush, Frank," Kay said.
"I don't want to make you look bad in front of your lady," Derek said with a smirk.
"That could never happen, could it, baby?" I said to Kay.
Not knowing what to say, Kay just shook her head.
"She knows what I got." I said. "Maybe she should see what you've got."
"Frank!" Kay blurted. "Stop now." But I noticed her eyes back on Derek.
"Show us, Derek," I said, ignoring her protests, while holding her to me. "We'll let Kay be the judge. Okay with you Kay"
"This is silly, Frank..." she said, but I cut her off by pulling down my shorts, my thick cock exposed.
I gripped it in my hand and jerked it playfully. "Let's see you top this, kiddo."
"Jeezusss, Frank." Kay muttered, covering her mouth with her hand, her skin turning beet red.
"Okay, you asked for it, Frank," Derek said with a grin. And then he pulled down his own shorts revealing his brown, long, uncut cock, the hair around it shaved bare.
My eyes turned to Kay, who, still clinging to me, was transfixed on Derek's cock. I noticed her nipples now protruding through her nightgown. Our little game had aroused her as I sensed it would. "Well, well," I said to Derek, "Impressive."
"You too, old man. No wonder she calls you a beast."
"What do you think, Kay? Any preference in our 'muscles'"
Kay couldn't talk. She was flabbergasted by the sight of the two cocks in front of her.