Late in August I got a phone call from Janet, who lives a block away from me and is one of my regular lady friends. "George, can you come over here tomorrow morning?" she asked. I have a big favor I want to ask of you." Based on our previous times together, I assumed she wanted to get together to make love because Janet really adores having me eat her pussy. We usually do other things too, and I enjoy everything we do together.
"Sure, Janet. How about nine o'clock?"
"Nine o'clock is good. You're really sweet, George. Not everybody would be willing to do this, and I wouldn't trust anyone else to do it anyhow."
That puzzled me because Janet is divorced, in her early forties, blonde, reasonably attractive, and she loves sex. Almost any heterosexual man would be very happy to do what I did for her and with her, although I had to say, false modesty aside, most men wouldn't do it as well as I do.
The next day, I received more surprises. Instead of being in her housecoat when she answered the door, which is the usual thing, Janet was dressed in a skirt and blouse. We hugged but when I tried to kiss her, she turned her face and I kissed her cheek, not her mouth. Instead of heading toward her bedroom, she led me to the family room, where there was an attractive young woman waiting for us, and this woman was wearing a housecoat.
"George, this is my daughter, Ashley. She turned 18 two weeks ago and she will be going to the University next month. Ashley is the reason I wanted you to come over here. She is one reason and my peace of mind is another." Ashley offered me her hand in a friendly way and I shook it. I had known of Janet's daughter for a while but I had never seen her because Janet always timed our get-togethers for when Ashley was not at home or likely to appear.
"Ashley is a virgin and we both want her to remain one until she is married," Janet continued. "When she is away from home I will no longer be able to talk to her and some of her friends might be able to talk her into experimenting with sex and losing her virginity. I told her you are the best sex therapist I know of and we want you to help her keep it. I have told her how you can do something for her better than any boyfriend could ever do for her, and you will do it to help her keep her virginity."
Ashley added, "That's right, Mr. Boxlicker. Some of my friends have had sex and some are telling me that it's wonderful and some say that it's painful and yucky so I don't know what to expect. I get really strange feelings, especially when I watch some movies on cable, and I rub my clitoris, and that helps for a while but it is not really very satisfying. Mom says you are a really good sex therapist and you can do something better. She says you can eat my pussy, and I will really enjoy it and have some great organisms and I can still keep my virginity and I really want to do it. I hope you can help us. I hope you can eat my pussy for me until I have a really good organism."
"Yes, I can. Even though I am not any kind of registered sex therapist, I can do what your mother describes. I have done the same thing for other women and I am glad to help. For one thing, I really enjoy doing what your mother is talking about, and for another, I like to help people. However, since we will be getting very intimate, call me George. Also, it's 'orgasms'. Organisms are living things."
"See! I told you he is really good and really smart," Janet said to Ashley.
"Okay, George," Ashley replied. "Do I look okay to you? Is this a pussy you would like to eat? I hope you don't think I'm too fat." She opened her housecoat and she was naked under it, with a sexily-plump figure and I could see she was a natural blonde, like her mother. "Am I too fat? No other man has ever seen me naked except my doctors and Mom says you are just like a doctor."
My cock was rapidly stiffening at the sight of Ashley's sexy body and I replied, "You have a really beautiful figure. I know I will enjoy eating your pussy and I hope you like it too." I decided to keep my pants on because, although I am good at resisting temptation, Ashley's pussy is a greater temptation than most.
"We can use my queen-sized bed," Janet offered. "I have just changed the sheets and turned the bed down because I know that's what you like, George. Come along, Dear. Come along, George. I hope you don't mind if I watch." Janet led the way to her bedroom. I have been in enough orgies and threesomes and other group encounters that a spectator didn't bother me and she would certainly help me keep my cock out of Ashley's pussy, as I had apparently promised to do.
Ashley shucked off her housecoat and lay on her back, naked, in her mother's bed. I removed my shirt and shoes and socks and lay beside her, one arm around her neck and the other hand cupping one of her succulent breasts, with its small pink nipple. With short thrusts with the tip of my tongue, I started licking her cute nubbin. "Mmm, that feels good already," Ashley murmured.