Chapter 7: WHAT'S SAUCE FOR THE GOOSE...
Mel Blake and his wife Carla still live on Pleasant Street. What Mel doesn't know is that his wife and his best friend, Bert Hicks, have been having an affair for the past five years. Remember, I told you how the affair started in my last collection of Pleasant Street stories?
The affair happened because Mel was away and Bert stopped by, and it's been going on ever since. Every time Mel's gone, and sometimes when he isn't, it seems Bert and Carla figure out some way to get together. I just saw Mel put his suitcase in the car and drive away from his house, so I guess it's safe to assume he'd gone for the weekend again.
I wonder how long it will be before Bert shows up. I heard his wife is going away this weekend, too. I'll be darned, it looks like he just pulled into Mel's driveway.
WHEN THE CAT'S AWAY...
I.
Bert walked around to the back door of his friend Mel's house, found it unlocked, and went inside. The kitchen was dark, and the only light he could see came from the living room. He went in and received an extremely pleasant surprise. Mel's wife, Carla, totally nude, was lying on the sofa, grinning at him.
Although Carla didn't regard herself as beautiful, her body, at 5'8", 135 pounds, was very good. Except for a few faint stretch marks on her slightly rounded, there was no evidence she'd borne two children. Her short black, curly hair showed traces of gray, but the luxuriant black furze at her groin showed no trace of that color. Her face was young-looking and pretty, and her breasts were still firm and capped with rosy circles out of which tiny, but very sensitive nipples swelled when she was turned on.
Bert's chest tightened as he gazed on Carla's nude form. "Wow!" he exclaimed.
A delightful flush spread over Carla's body. "I...ah...I wasn't sure how you'd react to my doing this," she said.
Bert didn't say anything. He walked to the sofa, knelt, slid his arms around her, and kissed her. Carla's arms wrapped around him, pulled him onto her, and her tongue lashed his in the confines of their joined mouths.
"That's the kiss I've been waiting for all day," Carla exclaimed after they came up for air. "Do you have any idea how hard it is, waiting for you after Mel leaves?"
"It isn't exactly easy for me, either," Bert replied. He bent his head down toward her chest and sucked one of her already-rigid nipples into his mouth.
Carla clutched his head and moaned with delight. "God, that feels nice," she murmured.
"It feels wonderful to me, too" Bert said, caressing her face.
Carla pressed against him and continued to gaze at him, her eyes hot.
Bert stood up, took Carla's hand, and pulled her to her feet and into his arms. Carla pressed against him and again their lips met in a kiss just as passionate as their first one had been. Gently, once the kiss was over, Bert began leading her out of the kitchen, down the hallway toward the bedroom.
His heart thudding like a pile-driver, his legs shaky, Bert clung to Carla's hand as they walked down the hall and into the bedroom.
Inside the room, they faced each other. Carla's chest was heaving and she kept gazing at Bert, who began to run his fingers lightly over her skin. He watched goose-bumps rise where he touched her.
"Oh, Bert! You...your touch is wonderful," Carla whispered. "So soft..." She continued to murmur softly as Bert continued stroking and caressing her trembling body.
Bert slid his hands down her sides and began caressing her buttocks. Carla opened her mouth as if she were going say something, but only a soft moan came out. Bert pulled her against him and again she pressed against him. The soft, passionate murmurs continued to pour from her. He could feel her trembling as he held her body against his.
Gently, Bert urged her onto the bed, then knelt next to her, bent over, and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth. She grasped his head and moaned. Bert moved his lips from one breast to the other, sucking those wonderful tips, massaging her other breast with his hand as he did. Her body began to twist and turn and the volume of her moans increased.
Suddenly Carla's back arched and she began to wail. Her hands, tangled in Bert's hair, pulled at him so hard he was afraid she'd pull his hair out. She shuddered and moaned for what seemed like an eternity, then collapsed on the bed.
Carla looked up at Bert, bewildered. "I don't believe it!" she gasped. "I...I came, just from you sucking my nipples! God! I had no idea I was that turned on!"
"That never happened to you before?" Bert asked, incredulous.
Carla shook her head. "Never," she replied.
"Want to see if it will happen again?" Bert asked. He began kissing her breasts again, while his hands began to explore the rest of her body.
Groaning, Carla pressed her body against his caresses, then began to moan as his lips began moving down across her lush form, onto her belly.
Bert slid his hand between her thighs, onto her vagina. Her clit was hard and erect and, as
his hand slid over it, Carla jolted as if she'd been given an electric shock.
"Ah!" she cried. "Oh, God, Bert! That feels wonderful!"
Bert began tracing the outline of her wet opening, feeling the silken softness of her labia, working his finger between them. Carla's hips rolled upward as his finger moved into her, and her body responded avidly, seeking more of the penetration that was giving her so much pleasure.
"Yes! Bert! Oh, yes!" Words of pleasure hissed from Carla as her body once again began to fill with passion and need.
Bert's lips traveled across her belly to the mat of black pubic hair blanketing her middle. He continued kissing and licking her, wanting to taste her, to have his tongue plunging into her, to see her reaction when he did that, to give her as much pleasure as he possibly could. He got his head between Carla's thighs and captured her erect clit between his lips.
"Ahh! My God!" Carla cried. Her hips arched off the bed, and her hands pulled at the bed covers. Then her body went rigid and she again began to quiver. Bert heard the high, keening wail that he knew signaled her orgasm and felt her vagina clasping his finger as she peaked.
After Carla's orgasm ended, Bert got off the bed, stripped off his clothes, then he laid down next to her on the bed and pulled her into his arms.
Carla looked at him, her eyes large and fluid. "You are so incredible!" she murmured. "You know exactly what to do to give me so much pleasure! But...but what about you?"
Bert kissed her softly, then rolled onto her. "Now," he said, "now it's my turn."
"Oh, yes!" Carla groaned. She opened her legs to receive him, grasped his rigid cock in his hand, and guided it to her still-wet opening.
Slowly Bert lowered himself, forcing his blood-engorged penis into her tight channel. Her hips rose, drawing him into her. The excitement Bert felt as he sank into her was almost overwhelming.
Carla's arms went around him, she pulled his face down, and covered his lips with hers. "God, Bert, does this ever feel good!" she exclaimed, beginning to move her hips.
Bert, super-excited, thrust deep, knowing wouldn't be able to stand the delectable grip of her tight vagina for long. He felt her body begin to quiver again and rippling sensations along his embedded shaft as her vaginal walls began milking his cock. He let himself go and waves of pleasure swept over him as his loins pumped his hot fluids into Carla. As he moaned with ecstasy, he heard Carla's cries of delight, too and knew she was coming again!
"Bert! Oh, God, Bert!" she screamed, her hands raking his back, her loins rocking. "Yes! Oh, God, yes! Yes! Yes!"
Afterward, they rested in each other's arms, feeling warm and wonderful. Carla snuggled against him, put her arm around him, and began stroking his back with her soft hand. She smiled at him.
"I can't get over how wonderful making love with you is," Carla gushed, flushing attractively. "God, making love never gets old with us, does it?"
"I don't think so," Bert told her. He rolled onto his back to give her better access to his body. What she was doing to him with her hands sure felt nice.
Her hand slid across his belly, into his pubic hair, which was still matted and damp with the juices of their recently-completed joining. She grasped his limp penis and Bert experienced a twinge of delight deep inside him.
"It gets so small when you finish," she whispered, kissing his ear. "It...it feels so big when you're turned on and it's in me."
"You keep doing what you're doing and you'll find out how big it can get real soon," Bert replied.
Carla did keep doing what she was doing and, before long, Bert's cock was standing at attention again and he was twisting, turning, and groaning with pleasure.
Carla got to her knees and bent over him, then she laid her head on his belly. The caress of her soft, dark hair tickling Bert and inflamed his passion even more. She brought the tip of his cock to her lips and kissed it, then kissed it again. Then her tongue began moving up and down the swollen, veined surface.
Jolts of excitement shot through Bert when warmth and wetness engulfed him as Carla took his ribbed, throbbing shaft into her mouth. For a minute, the sensations he was experiencing were so exquisite he thought the top of his head would come off as she suckled him.
While Carla suckled him Bert began pulling on her again-turgid nipples, bringing gasps of delight from her.
Just when Bert didn't think he'd be able to stand any more of her delightful caresses, she sat up, leaving his straining cock waving in the air.
"I want you again," she announced breathlessly. She swung her leg over him and settled atop him, her thighs caressing his body, her damp slit trapping his rigid shaft between them. Then she slid upward, rubbing herself against the underside of his steel-hard prong. Finally, she reached between them, grasped his rod, raised her hips, then slowly lowered herself onto him, sighing as his shaft slid up inside her.
"Oh, yes!" she moaned, beginning to rock her hips, making his cock whip around inside her, stimulating both of them. Bert grasped her bobbing breasts, his thumbs stroking her rigid nipples, and her head rolled back. Once more the room was filled with the sounds of their shared passion, and soon he could feel her body begin to tremble, and heard the beginning of the now-familiar sound that signaled the arrival of Carla's orgasm.
"Yes! Oh, God, Bert! Yes! Yes!" she cried and her body went wild as orgasm overpowered her. "Take me! Now! Now, Bert! Oh, God, yes!"
Bert held on to her breasts, his thumbs teasing the delightfully firm tips as her body shook, her cries got louder, and she exploded in a fit of extreme ecstasy.
As Carla rocked her way through her orgasm erupted, Bert felt his fluids bubble up from deep inside his body and fill her to overflowing. He could feel their mixed juices trickling down between them, tickling him.
