Author's notes:
1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this story are not necessarily either condoned or recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk.
2. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental. The story is purely imaginary and, to the author's knowledge, bears no relationship to any factual occurrence.
3. This story follows on from 'Ch. 1: The Defloration of Sharleen'. While this is a stand-alone story, prompted by comments by readers of the earlier story, if you haven't already read that story I would advise you to do so first.
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They say that if you repeat an action twelve times it becomes a habit. Sharleen did over the next few months, and very soon the habit was established. She would arrive at Jude and Trevor's home on Friday evening and stay the entire weekend, then return to her home during the week.
Trevor usually answered the door and would be almost bowled over by Shar throwing herself at him, smothering him with kisses, before they walked into the kitchen hand in hand to greet Jude, who at that time of evening would be busy making dinner. Once there, they would exchange pleasantries, then Shar would decide she needed to change into something less formal and would make her way to Jude and Trevor's bedroom, where she had stashed some of her clothes, and would soon emerge wearing very little at all; maybe a tiny bikini, perhaps a loose fitting pair of shorts and a not-really- there top that showed the lower halves of her superb breasts, or something else equally or more revealing.
Once she reappeared, she would take Trevor into the lounge and sit on his knee facing him, her legs straddled over his thighs, cuddling and kissing him as though she was his wife returning after a long time away from home. Almost invariably, before Jude managed to dish dinner, Shar would have Trevor's cock in her hand at least, but more usually it would be inside her vagina as she faced him, kissing his lips and grinding her hips against his.
"Come on, you two, dinner's ready and there'll be time for that later," said Jude good-naturedly the first few times, but less so as the habit developed.
After dinner, Shar would literally drag Trevor to his bedroom and would quickly impale herself on his rigid cock and ride him to an orgasm for them both. Trevor's cock never failed to respond to the attentions this nubile young woman lavished upon him and both came hard in a very short time, then returned to the lounge, flushed with that just fucked look, to sit together and chat with an initially tolerant, but lately more annoyed, Jude.
During the weekend Shar would systematically drain Trevor at every opportunity. Trevor was a relatively young, virile and sexy male but even he couldn't produce more than ten or twelve cum shots over two days without running dry. Usually his farewell love-making session with Shar on Monday morning was a dry affair, which didn't seem to concern Shar at all. However, it did concern Jude.
"She comes in here on Friday evening, takes over my husband, fucks herself and you silly, completely drains you, then leaves Monday morning. It takes me until Wednesday before you're even interested in love-making , then we have Wednesday and Thursday nights and she's back again. It's just not fair," complained Jude to Trevor increasingly frequently. "Why can't she find her own man instead of hijacking mine?"
Trevor, of course, had no reply to her rhetorical question, especially because secretly he quite enjoyed the feel of Shar's firm, sexy, uninhibited, nubile body against his and was slightly amused by the competition between these two women, both hungry for his sexual favors. So he did little to change the situation, even had he been able.
Jude also complained to Dale, Shar's mother, but as a solo mom she had problems of her own and Shar's visits gave her an opportunity to go out late on the weekends in the hope of attracting the attention and love of a suitable partner, hopefully long term, but overnight at least. After a few such forays into the city night life scene she soon learnt where she was most likely to find suitable unattached males and, after the first few exploratory attempts, would spend glorious weekends with eligible men, most of whom left on good terms with promises of repeating the weekend in the future, none of which had come to fruition as yet.
Tensions developed between Jude and Dale at work until their relationship was stretched to breaking point.
"Jude, I know you're mad at me for not preventing Shar from visiting you for weekends, but she's a grown young woman with a mind of her own. Really, with the best will in the world, I cannot confine her to barracks during the weekends. However, equally or even more importantly, I do not want this to come between us. The Shar problem is between you and her, not between you and me," explained Dale one afternoon after work.
Jude thought for a few minutes and realized the truth in this. "Yes, I see your point but it doesn't solve anything," she replied. "The main problem is simply a shortage of men. The only guy that is around on a regular basis is Trevor, and technically he's mine. Shar needs to find a guy or her own, as do you, although I know you're trying and I also know that older men are very hard to attract because most of them have been hurt by women in previous relationships. So the question is how do we encourage Shar to find her own guy?"
The two friends thought about this silently for a few minutes.
"Why don't we take Shar out on the town one Friday night? That way at least she won't be draining Trevor and we could have a girls' night out. I'm sure that three attractive females would be a drawcard for attracting the attention of a few males."
"Good idea, but what about Trevor? He'd be home alone."
"True, but at least he wouldn't be fucking my daughter so he might be of some use after she leaves."
"But what happens if a guy wants to have sex with me? It's OK for you and Shar, but I'm married."
Dale looked at her quizzically. "So you're saying it's OK for Trevor to fuck around with my daughter, but not for you to hop in the sack with another guy, if it even gets that far? Grow up, Jude, you're a big girl now. Good for the gander and all that."
"Hmmm, I guess so. In fact that feels really exciting," replied Jude enthusiastically, "Maybe Trevor will get jealous and will be less willing to play around with Shar. It could work several ways."
"Yes, it could. And then of course we could all bring our guys back home and have an orgy and include Trevor," giggled Dale with a huge smile.
"Yeah, as if!" retorted Jude dismissively. "Anyway, I guess what happens, happens, and we won't know that until it happens. Let's do it this Friday. So you'll need to tell Shar about it and persuade her not to come to our place on Friday night. You can do that?"
"Yeah, sure will. However, as I said, she has a mind of her own and is a grown adult. However, I do think that the lure of other men might just do the trick. We'll see."
