It had been about a month since I had settled into the guest house. The free room and board was a gift courtesy of Lexi, my former landlady and resident MILF.
I was getting comfortable with the space, even if it wasn't helping me be more productive with my writing.
Who can work when the perks of a billionaire's ocean-front mansion are at your disposal? There was the pool with its infinity edge that overlooked the coastline. The private beach accessible anytime of the day or night. Lexi's house was built for entertaining. Southern California living at its finest.
What made it even more fascinating was that Lexi didn't use the house the way her ex-husband did. Gone were the celebrity parties and the vast displays of excessive wealth. No one was compensating for anything anymore, if you know what I mean.
Maybe that's why Lexi and I hit it off so well. We didn't want to know the complications of each others lives. We knew what part we played in each other's fantasies. She loved the size of my cock and how I made her feel when we were together and I loved making her feel that way.
I loved that she was a MILF in her prime and uninhibited. Lexi was in her late thirties or early forties but, worked at keeping her body as fit as women half her age. Her age was only hinted at by a freak steak of silver running through otherwise blonde hair.
We enjoyed each others company but, we also mutually objectified each others bodies. Which is why I was surprised to get a phone call from her late Saturday night.
"Hey, Alex."
"Hey Lexi. How did the date with Mr. Serial Entrepreneur go?"
"Oh the date was a bust. He was handsome but, such a bore. All he could talk about was himself. Right now I have something more pressing I need to deal with."
"What is that Lexi?"
Lexi's voice dropped to a whisper and she said, "I'm feeling kind of nasty tonight and I'm just so horny. I'm craving some cock."
Just my luck, Lexi had flown up to San Francisco to take care of business and close on the sale of the old condo. Ever since the divorce, she had an aversion to "just let the lawyers take care of it."
"It's too bad you're so far away. If you were here, I would take you into the den in the main house. And slip between your legs as we spread out over all those Morrocan pillows."
"Oh, that sounds so nice. Tell me more." cooed Lexi.
"Not yet, tell me what you're wearing." I said."Actually, hold on. I'm at my desk. I need to get comfortable."
"Stay, at the desk Alex. I like the thought of you stuck in that Aeron chair."
"OK," I thought. "Now tell me what you're wearing."
"I was wearing the Valentino. But, I've changed into something different, something I bought for you, something cheap. Have you heard of a store called Agent Provocateur?"
I had heard of Agent Provocateur, and I was getting hard just thinking about it. Apparently Lexi's concept of cheap was $200 panties.
"Well, I didn't go there," laughed Lexi. "I went to this hole in the wall in the Haight and picked up a little something. Something pink. You'll see tomorrow when I get home. Maybe."
And then she hung up. "Oh that bitch!" I thought. Here I was thinking we were starting a prelude to some good phone sex. Lexi called just to torture me. I was inclined to rub one out right then but, the thought of what kind of delicious seduction Lexi had planned kept my hand off my cock. Besides I was out of lotion.
It would be late afternoon the next day before Lexi called back. The maid had left for the day and the landscapers were gone. The sprinklers were just turning on as the sun started to set. Golden hour.
"What are you doing?" asked Lexi.
"I was about to jump into the shower."
"When you're done. Don't bother getting dressed. Just join me in the den," said Lexi. "Oh one more thing."
"Yes?"
"Bring the lube," she said. Lexi hung up the phone.
I don't even know if what I did counted as a shower. It didn't matter since I had to cross through all the sprinklers on my way to the main house. Water was still dripping off my nude body and the towel I had around my waist was sopping wet.
Lexi was in the kitchen. Lifting spoonfuls of yogurt into her mouth. Lexi ate yogurt, or for that matter anything creamy, like she was sucking cock.
"Someone's in a rush," smiled Lexi. "That's a good thing, since mommy's hungry for some sausage."
I dropped the towel.
"Christ. Maybe I spoke too soon. Based on the saucisson between your legs maybe I should say pork sausage." exclaimed Lexi.
There she goes again with the french. Yes Lexi, I know what saucisson is.
"That's good," I answered, "I've been craving some pie."
Lexi giggled at my joke and stepped out from behind the breakfast counter.
"You like what you see?"
Oh fuck. She was pushing my buttons again. Except for sheer black thigh-high stockings and extreme fuck-me-pumps, Lexi was essentially nude.
Lexi was modeling the lack of clothing for me and I did want to pop right then but, she was right it had been too long. I wasn't going to let my desire to cum ruin our time together. I was going to make tonight last. Delaying my desire to cum meant she could have more orgasms within the same tryst.
"I thought we could forgo the formalities and just cut to the chase." smiled Lexi. "Do you like these heels?"
Lexi was wearing six, maybe six and a half inch pink glitter heels with criss-cross straps. The straps had metal eyelets spaced out every half inch and Lexi had made sure they were buckled snugly around her ankles. As I moved in for a closer look, she turned around to show me the silver stiletto heel of the fuck-me-pumps. Ungodly beautiful and terribly sexy.
Her diamond anklet stood out in contrast to the french heel of her stockings. The back seams drew one's eyes up to her toned cheeks of her tanned SoCal ass. The lace that trimmed the tops of the thigh high stockings were a shocking pink.
Aside from the heels and the hose, Lexi wore a small pink T-shirt stretch taut across her tits. Her body was dripping with jewelry. A diamond choker the thickness of a dog's collar was accented by a thick diamond cuff. Ruby teardrops surrounded by more diamonds hung from her ears.
The gray half shirt clung tight and showed a ridiculous amount of under-boob. Emblazoned across the front in pink rhinestones were the letters S-L-U-T.
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?," she asked.
I walked up to her, pressed my chest against her back and cupped my hands around her breasts. I kissed up her neck and nibbled on her ear. My rigid shaft, standing completely upright, fit perfectly in the crack of her ass.
"You are thinking what I'm thinking," cooed Lexi after she swallowed another spoonful of yogurt.
"I don't know how but, you look incredibly beautiful, elegant and so cheap at the same time."
Lexi removed the spoon from her mouth and teased,"I thought you'd like that"
She broke free. I just stood there admiring the rhythmic bouncing of her ass cheeks as her stockinged legs carried her away from me.
The stiletto heels clacked against the tile as she headed towards the Den.
"Come on, we're burning daylight." said Lexi.
I followed her like a wolf about to catch his prey. I seriously wanted to feed her a spoonful of something, and it wasn't yogurt.
The den was an anomaly in an otherwise post modern design house. It was designed and decorated as a modern take on Marrakesh. Lanterns hung from ceilings draped in striped tenting and all the furniture was low to the ground.
Against the left corner of the room was a field of over-sized Moroccan pillows piled high. It was as if we had left the world behind. Lexi looked so sexy in the middle of the plain of pillows.
She was on her back, her legs spread eagle. She had a mischievous smile on her face as she removed the spoon from her mouth and licked her lips. Arching her back she beckoned for me to join her.
"You look like fuck-me-barbie in her North African dream house," I whispered as I climbed on top of her.
"You mean I look like a bimbo fuck-toy?" asked Lexi.
"Fuck-toy, MILF," I interrupted.
"Oh stop with the compliments, you're making me blush," joked Lexi.
Slapping my shaft on her pussy lips I noted, "You're already wet."
I slipped my cock into her waiting pussy and the force of my thrust lifted her legs up and her heels were airborne. As I grabbed Lexi's ankles and placed them over my shoulders I could hear her cry out.
"Oh God that's good."
Lexi then complained that she hadn't even finished her yogurt yet as the spoon dropped from her hand. She then looked up, "I know of a better hole for that cock."
Lexi brought the cup of yogurt to her mouth and proceeded to dump the remaining contents in her mouth. She didn't swallow. As the yogurt threatened to spill over the corners of lips, I knew which hole she was talking about.
The yogurt was a cool contrast to Lexi's warm pussy. I made sure to keep eye contact as I fed her the first few inches of my shaft. Each inch displaced more yogurt and it flowed out of her mouth in successive surges. Dripping off her chin just as fast as she could swallow my cock the yogurt dripped and slathered Lexi's tits.
As I pulled out of her mouth, Lexi said, "You read my mind. Now some one is going to need to clean that up."
"You first," I replied.
Lexi proceeded to lick up and down my shaft, circling the head just to drive me crazy and then patiently licked my balls clean.
She gave my engorged head a quick kiss and said, "Your turn."
I moved back off of her body so I could bury my face in her breasts. I took my time licking off all the yogurt. I was using the yogurt as a map to show me how much skin I had licked and sucked. I also used it as lubricant for my tongue as I played with Lexi's areolas.
"Oh fuck they're so sensitive. Bite em, bite them." she moaned.
I licked and I sucked Lexi clean and I only stopped when her nipples were hard nubs.
"You do this so well, I'm going to have to make you do this the next time you cover my tits in cum."
The yogurt did look like I had unloaded half a pint of my cum all over her.
"Do you have anymore yogurt?" I asked.
"Only what's hiding in that cock." replied Lexi.
"I love it when you're nasty," I said and kissed her. Lexi bit my lip.
