Deal With It Ch 04

Becky sensed Richard had something on his mind. He seemed distracted.

She was on her knees, taking his flaccid cock all the way into her mouth, then back out. She liked to feel it grow hard in her mouth. Her mouth responded to his member's presence by producing more and more saliva, in essence lubricating itself for the face fucking she would receive.

She paused, took his cock out of her mouth, but held onto it with one hand. She kissed the head and thought how much she adored her lover's manhood.

"What's up?" Becky asked, "You have something on your mind."

He hesitated as he didn't know how she would handle the favor he wanted.

"I've been asked to participate on a board next week. They are having a social on Saturday so I need to leave Friday."

He told her where he was going and what they would judge.

She was a bit bummed as she had been spending the last few weekends with him.

"I have a favor to ask."

"Do you need a ride to the airport? Me to water your plants or bring in your mail?"

"That would be great if you do."

"What else do you need me to do?"

"An old colleague and friend is coming to town this weekend. I told him he could stay here as I wouldn't be here. I was hoping you could entertain him. He's been in a funk lately. His wife passed a few years ago. He just seems like he needs cheering up."

"Are you asking me to cheer him up?"

"I think a lovely young woman is exactly what he needs at this point of his life. He's a very good conversationalist, excellent golfer, average tennis player. He enjoys fine dining."

"So you want me to date your friend while you're gone?"

"I know it's a big ask, but it would mean a lot to me and I know he and you would have a great time."

She looked at his cock which was now fully erect. She thought how nice it would be to have it in her.

"Get on the bed Richard. I want to ride you."

She straddled his body and guided his manhood into her.

"I love how you fill me."

He smiled, "Better than Kenny's."

She laughed, "Yes, better than Kenny's. There's no comparison."

She started to lift and lower her hips. She placed her hands on his chest to make it easier to ride him. He played with her breasts.

"I'll do it. I'll date your friend while he's in town. By date, do you mean have sex with him?"

"Only if you want to."

"And if I don't?"

"You're not obligated to."

"Okay, but if he and I click you're okay with us having sex."

"More than okay Becky. I want you to."

"Tell me more about him so I know what to expect."

While he told her more about his friend she rode his cock faster and faster.

She orgasmed. Her arms were tired from holding her upper body up. His cock was still hard.

He rolled the two of them over and fucked her missionary style. He took his time, kissing her and thanking her, that he owed her big time.

She told him, "You've given me so much. I feel like I owe you."

She had another orgasm before he finally deposited a load of semen in her. It was nice not having to worry about birth control or using condoms, something she insisted Kenny always wear, and feel his semen inside her.

She didn't tell her mom what she was doing so Rosemary assumed she and Richard were spending the weekend together like they had the past nine weeks.

She took Richard to the airport. He asked her to wear a dress as he would want to go to dinner. Richard had made reservations for them at a very nice restaurant.

The airport was interesting. They arrived early enough for Richard to introduce her to his friend, Karl.

"Karl, this is my girlfriend Becky. She's the one I've been telling you about."

Karl said, "I'm out of practice."

He extended his hand, then decided to give Becky a quick but warm hug. She hugged him back.

"Thank you for doing this," he said.

"My pleasure, Karl."

He told Richard, "You're right. She's stunning."

Hearing how Richard described her made Becky feel warm inside. Their physical attraction was very strong.

She looked at Karl. He wasn't as handsome as Richard. He also had a beard which was well maintained. They were the same height, but Karl was the more powerfully built with big arms, broad shoulders, a barrel chest, and a bit of a belly.

He had a deeper voice and a warm laugh.

They chatted for a few more minutes. She and Richard hugged and exchanged a quick kiss. He thanked her again and said he would see her the following Thursday.

She turned her focus on Karl. He looked older than Richard, but he carried himself as if he was younger. Richard described him as being very active.

She hooked her arm into his and said, "Let's get your suitcase."

She asked about his flight. While they stood waiting for his suitcase he said Richard had told him she was a former student of his. He asked what she was studying. He had been in academia but now worked as a political commentator.

She suddenly realized Karl was a celebrity of sorts. He appeared on several talk shows.

"I love your voice and your insights. I can't believe I didn't recognize you."

He laughed, "I look different on television. Makeup to look younger and they dye my hair and beard. And I'm wearing a suit."

"This is so cool," she said, holding his arm tighter against her. She wasn't aware her breast was pressing against him, but it was something he noticed.

"It's been so long," he thought to himself.

He grabbed his suitcase and they headed to the parking garage.

"Richard says you're a weightlifter. You look very fit. And that you play golf and tennis."

"I am and I do."

"I lift weights too."

"Great. Maybe we can go lift tomorrow. Richard and I normally lift on Fridays to start our weekend."

"I'd like that," he said, then commented, "It's warm enough to swim here."

"It is. The condo has a really nice pool."

"I brought my trunks."

"Richard said you liked to golf. The condo has tennis courts."

"I do. Richard said he reserved a tee time for us tomorrow."

She asked if he was hungry.

"We'll go to dinner first then play the rest of the evening by ear."

She drove as she knew the way. She liked driving Richard's car. At the restaurant, he exited the car, walked around and opened her door. He offered her his hand which she took.

She liked Karl.

She continued to hold his hand as they made their way to the restaurant.

She decided to behave as if they were dating, that they were a couple.

Karl talked to the maitre'd who looked up their reservation which was under Richard's name.

Within a few minutes they were seated. The lighting was low. Conversations were subdued. This was a place where couples went on romantic dates. Their waiter lit the candle at their table.

He didn't seem surprised at the age difference. Becky looked around and noticed there were quite a few women her age with older men. She thought it made sense as older men were more mature and financially better off than their younger counterparts.

Karl asked her if she liked wine, then asked what kind. He ordered them a bottle. 

"This is really good," she said, "How do you know which ones to order?"

He explained how he selected wines, but said, "Ultimately, it's a matter of personal taste. You can think you've picked the perfect wine but when you taste it find out you don't like it."

He added, "It's the same with people."

She agreed, "I've met people I thought I would have an instant connection with only to realize there's no chemistry. It's not anyone's fault. I'm sure men have felt the same about me."

"You and Richard have chemistry."

"We do."

She told Karl about how they met and later reconnected.

Richard had shared a lot with Karl who said, "I understand you also have a long term boyfriend. How is he handling you dating Richard?"

"I do. Kenny and I have been together almost three years. He goes to school in another city. We don't get to see each very often during the school year. He's handling it very well."

"That's good to hear."

"Tell me about yourself Karl. I'm interested to know more about you. Richard says you and he go back a long way."

"We do."

He described their friendship.

He had a nice voice and was a good conversationalist. He was she thought very charming.

The wine gave her a nice buzz. They stared at each other a lot. Dinner was good. They shared another bottle of wine. She was very relaxed when they left the restaurant.

Instead of holding his hand, he put his arm around her as they walked to the car. He suggested he drive and she give him directions.

Being a larger man who went through several bottles of wine a week, Karl only felt slightly buzzed while Becky felt very relaxed. She scooted next to Karl.

"What do you want to do next?" Becky asked giving him a very seductive look.

He looked at her and said, "I thought we could go to Richard's condo, but only if you want to."

She told him, "I want to."

Once he pulled into the parking spot and turned off the motor he directed his attention to her.

He said he was nervous.

"Don't be."

He kissed her, groaned, commented about how long it had been, then continued to kiss her. They made out for a few minutes before she suggested they go inside.

He took the suitcase out of the trunk and followed her.

Inside Richard's condo she took charge. She led him to Richard's bedroom.

"While you unpack, I'm going to the other bedroom and changing into something more appropriate. Why don't you make yourself comfortable."

He didn't unpack but stripped and got under the covers.

She appeared a few minutes later wearing a dark red satin nightgown. The hem ended mid thigh. Her panties were off.

The bedroom was dark. She got under the covers with him.

He was shaking.

"Jitters."

She initiated a kiss and said, "Like riding a bicycle. It will come back."

They began French kissing. She soon realized he was very well endowed, bigger even than her boyfriend's. She felt small in his arms. He rolled her onto her back and got on top of her.

She grabbed his love pole and guided it into her. Their intercourse started out tender and slow but morphed into animalistic coupling. She dug her nails into the back of his arms as she urged him to fuck her harder.

She mentioned God a dozen times between her moans and groans which grew longer and louder. The sheet underneath them was wet. She clasped his hips pressing her knees against them.

"So good, Karl, so good. That's it. Fuck me with that big cock of yours. Make me cum. Give me your seed."

He not only made her cum but filled her vagina with his baby makers.

They hadn't used protection and she hadn't asked if he had a vasectomy.

It was too late now she thought. Besides, Kenny would marry her if she did get pregnant.

She didn't think she was her fertile, but thought she was close.

"Stay in me," she said, "You haven't lost your touch."

"You're the first woman I've been with since my wife died. We had a good sex life."

She asked him to tell her what happened. A tear in her aorta. She went fast. It seemed surreal and still did.

"We had made plans to have dinner. The next thing I know is I'm getting called to come to the hospital. She was already gone when I got there."

She ran her hands up and down his back and encouraged him to keep talking which he did. While he talked she contracted and relaxed her vaginal muscles bringing his cock back to life.

Talked out, erect again, they slowly made love.

She orgasmed again. He deposited another load of semen in her.

She made a decision, something she had never done before.

"I'm going to call my mom and tell her I'm spending the night. I don't want you alone tonight."

"You don't have to Becky."

"I want to Karl."

She exited the bed went to the kitchen, dialed the number to her house.

Her mom answered. She told her she had drank too much and was spending the night. Her mom said that was a good decision. She also told her they were going to the gym then golfing in the morning.

"I'll stop by the house for a few hours in the afternoon."

"If you have everything you need you don't need to stop by. I'm sure he has a washer and dryer."

She had packed a suitcase not knowing if she would need it but wanting to be prepared.

She thanked her mom for being so supportive. She felt bad for not telling her the truth that she was spending the weekend with a man she just met, someone her boyfriend had set her up with.

She returned to the bedroom and got under the covers with him. They embraced.

"I talked to my mom. She thought it was a great idea I spend the night and not drive. She also told me I could all day tomorrow with you. I don't need to be home until late tomorrow."

"That's fantastic," he said as he hungrily kissed her. His self imposed drought had ended, her body the monsoonal rain needed to make him feel alive again.

He took off her nightgown and began exploring her body using his hands and mouth. It was strange to feel his beard against her skin. It served to remind her of the differences between Richard who had a heavy beard but shaved and Kenny who could go days between shaves and Karl.

As he sucked on her breasts he shoved his middle finger into her vagina. He simulated intercourse while using his thumb to stimulate her clitoris. She squirmed on the bed her pleasure building.

He maneuvered his body and began kissing down her torso. He took his finger out of her and lay between her legs. He placed his hands under her buttocks as he licked her sex.

He hungered for her pussy, but was in no rush. He took his time. She loved the feel of his beard against her sex. His tongue was long and thick, just like his cock.

Her orgasm left her feeling drained, but performing cunnilingus on her had energized him. He got on his knees, draped her legs around his waist, and guided himself into her.

She was passive. He treated her like a doll repositioning her every ten to fifteen strokes. He rolled her onto her stomach, lifted her at the hips and fucked her.

She came hard. He grunted and deposited semen in her for the third time.

She thought, "If I am fertile I'm going to be pregnant before the weekend is over."

She told him he was amazing. They cuddled, chatted, and fell asleep. A few hours later she woke up, went to the bathroom. When she returned she put her head under the covers and sucked his cock.

When he was nice and hard, she rolled onto her side, her buttocks pressing against his abdomen. She lifted her leg as she guided him into her.

He fucked her for a fourth time.

It was her first time to wake up in another man's bed.

They went to the gym. He hadn't lied about being a weight lifter. He was a lot stronger than her. His technique was perfect. He told her the bug had bitten him years earlier.

After the gym they went to breakfast. She hoped they would run into Richard's waitress, Linda, but she wasn't working. They didn't have time for more lovemaking so they changed and headed to the golf course.

They played eighteen. He was a very good golfer. They had drinks at the clubhouse afterwards.

"We should swim when we get back. Did you bring a swimsuit?"

"I did."

She went to the guest bedroom and changed into her swimsuit while he went to Richard's and put on his.

He was stronger than Richard, but not as tone. He was also hairier. He liked her one piece. They had the pool to themselves resulting in them spending less time swimming or sunbathing and more time making out in the pool.

They were both very worked up by the time they left the pool. Inside Richard's condo they stripped each other. He picked her up and hoisted her onto his cock.

They made out. She wrapped her legs around his waist. He held her up by her buttocks. It was different orgasming without being on a bed. She was glad he sat her on the edge of the bed, withdrew his cock, knelt between her legs and licked her.

He said he wanted to make her dinner, but suggested they shower first. They washed each other.

Dinner was great followed by more lovemaking. She called her mom and asked if it would be okay if she spent another night with Richard.

Her mom said yes.

She drove Karl to the airport Tuesday morning before going to school. Their weekend had been amazing.

"I want to keep seeing you."

"I would like that," she said knowing it would be okay with Richard.

She was glad she had said yes to Richard. She believed she was the medicine Karl needed to help him move on. It was nice to have three men enamored of her. She enjoyed sharing herself emotionally and physically with them.

Sex with Karl had been really good, in some ways better than it was with Richard. There was something comforting about being held by a physically stronger and more imposing male.

She also admitted the additional thickness and length of his cock took her pleasure to another level.

Friday arrived. She went to the airport and picked up Richard.

She told him she missed him which was true. He said Karl and he had talked.

"You made quite the impression on him."

"I think I was what he needed."

"So you're glad you said yes."

"I am," she said before winking and adding, "If you have any other friends you think I'd be a good fit with let me know."

"I will. I never knew you were such a slut."

She laughed, "Now you do, but a selective slut. I don't open my legs for just anyone. I have standards."

"You do."

They went to his condo and made love.

"Thank you for doing what you did. He worried me."

"He wants to see me when he's in town."

"Do you want to see him?"

"I do, but only if you're okay with it."

"I am."

"Tell me. Did you and he share his wife?"

"We did. Emma was a very special lady."

"The two of you could share me."

He asked, "In the bedroom?"

"Yes."

When they fucked a second time he said, "You know he's shooting live rounds."

"I do."

"Are you trying to get pregnant Becky?"

"I don't know if trying is the right word, but I'm not avoiding it. I wouldn't be upset if it happened."

Richard said, "Karl could make it happen. Just say the word. He would take good care of you."

"I don't want to marry him Richard, just have his baby. Did you forget I have a boyfriend?"

He laughed, "I haven't. I didn't know if you were still seeing him. You never talk about him."

"We're still seeing each other. I write him every day. He'll be here in two weeks."

He shifted the angle of his cock to maximize its contact with her clitoris.

Their conversation had brought out the dominant bull in him. Part of him wished at that moment he hadn't had a vasectomy, that he would impregnate her.

"What if I want to spend that weekend with you?"

She looked at him, the pleasure his cock giving her so good, his dominant even cruel side adding to her arousal.

"You know you come first."

"That's right. I do. You haven't been having intercourse with him have you?"

"Of course not."

"Good, because I don't want his penis in what's mine."

"I won't let him. No blowjobs either."

"How did he handle last time only seeing you Sunday night?"

"It was hard, but he dealt with it. He and I are good Richard."

"We'll see how good you are when he comes down here and I keep the two of you apart the entire time."

As horrible as the idea was she found herself wanting to do it. She pictured him being here for two and a half days and never seeing her. He would have a meltdown and have to deal with it on his own. It would be a real test of his commitment.

Her orgasm coursed through her body a minute later followed almost immediately by his.

After he pulled out he said, "As tempting as it is that would be a bridge too far to ask him to cross. Maybe if he was older and you two had been married for a few years."

"So you weren't serious?"

"Were you hoping I was?"