Since she moved in about a month ago, my new next-door neighbor Cindy and I have gotten together a handful of times for some mind-blowing sex. She had recently ended a bad marriage while living on Long Island and moved upstate to start a new life. Because of this, she was not looking for a relationship, and ours was merely one of convenience and attraction. For a guy not looking for commitment, it was the ideal scenario: no-strings-attached sex with an amazingly beautiful older woman. It has been a dream come true.
Last Saturday morning I was still in bed when I heard my phone vibrate on my nightstand. It was about 8:00 and I was sleeping in. I checked my phone and saw a text from Cindy:
'Give me a call when you get up. I have a surprise for you.'
Since meeting her, I have learned that Cindy is a morning person who is usually up by 6:30 even on the weekends. I, on the other hand, am the complete opposite. I stay up late and typically don't get up until 9:30-10:00 unless there is somewhere I have to be. Under normal circumstances, I would go back to sleep for an hour or two and then call the person back. This was Cindy, however, and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't intrigued by her message.
I went downstairs and made myself a coffee so I could be at least somewhat coherent for our conversation. About fifteen minutes later I gave her a call.
"So, what's this surprise you have for me?" I asked.
"A friend of mine from Long Island drove up last night and is staying with me for a few days. I'd really like you to meet her."
I silently groaned at the thought of being caught in a room with two women catching up with one another and started to formulate an excuse to decline. Just before I was about to tell her some story about getting together with the guys, Cindy chimed in, "She is very sexy, I think we are going to have a great time together."
Well, that got my attention.
"What time should I come over?" I asked with a smile on my face.
"Any time you want, we'll be here all day," she replied teasingly.
"Okay, let me grab a bite to eat and get cleaned up. I'll be over in an hour or so."
"Great, we can't wait!" she said before hanging up.
With that, I ran upstairs to take a shower. The conversation with Cindy kicked my imagination into gear, and I couldn't help but wonder what her friend looked like. While picturing Cindy and some fantasy girl taking turns giving me a blowjob, I began to stroke my cock until it was fully erect. I squirted some extra soap onto my hand and rubbed up and down the length of my shaft until it was nice and slippery. As the scene intensified in my head, my stroking became more and more vigorous. Before long, I was blowing my load down the drain. I knew Cindy would be disappointed I wasted it since she loves swallowing my cum, but at least I would be able to last longer!
After finishing up in the shower, I quickly shaved my face, brushed my teeth, and applied deodorant. Back in the bedroom, I threw on one of my nicer pairs of jeans and a button-up shirt that complements my slim frame. Keeping my head shaved saves me from having to worry about my hair, so I was back downstairs in just a few minutes. After eating a small breakfast, I was out the door and walking across the lawn. I noticed a blue hybrid sedan in the driveway as I stepped up to the porch.
Cindy answered the door wearing a long white robe and her hair up in a ponytail; she looked sexy as hell. I imagined that she wasn't wearing anything beneath the robe, and my dick began to harden.
"Hey there, handsome," she greeted me with a smile. "What took so long?"
"Well, you did wake me up," I replied. "I wanted to make sure I was at least somewhat presentable for your friend."
"I'm sure she'll appreciate that," she smirked. "Come on in, she's been waiting to meet you."
"So, what's your friend's name?" I asked as I stepped into the house. "I don't believe you've mentioned it."
"Sorry, her name is Rose. She was just getting out of the shower a few minutes ago, so I'm sure she'll be right down."
Sure enough, just a minute or two later I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. Rose was also wearing just a robe, and her shoulder-length brown hair was still slightly damp. Cindy was right; Rose was pretty attractive. From her looks, I would guess she was in her late-twenties, and about four to five inches shorter than Cindy. She had a small stud in her nose along with four hoops in each ear. The robe somewhat hid her figure, but I could tell she was pleasantly curvy, and I was just able to see some cleavage peeking out the top. Overall, I'd say she was very cute, but not the stunning woman that Cindy was.
And then she smiled. Rose had the most beautiful smile I have ever seen; it just lit up her face. It was the kind of smile that could make you weak in the knees.
"Hi, I'm Rose. You must be Daniel," she said while leaning in for a hug. "Cindy has told me a lot about you."
As her tits pressed against my chest in our brief embrace, I could feel myself starting to get hard again. The whole time, I was thinking that I must be the luckiest guy in the world.
"It is a pleasure to meet you, Rose," I said while trying to disguise my growing erection.
"I met Rose at my photography studio a few years ago," Cindy chimed in. "I don't know if I've really told you about my work, but I specialize in boudoir photography. Rose was a client of mine."
"Oh, really?" I asked with a smile. "That sounds interesting!"
"Many of my clients pose in various states of undress, often as a gift for their partner. Other couples have me photograph them while being intimate. Rose and her girlfriend at the time were among the latter."
"Wow, that sounds hot!" I exclaimed.
"It was! Watching the two of them have sex made me so horny, I had trouble focusing on my job. My pussy was soaking wet!"
"We could tell Cindy was getting hot and bothered, so we eventually asked her to join us," Rose added with a grin.
"That's one of the sexiest things I've ever heard!"
"We have stayed in touch ever since, occasionally getting together for some fun," Cindy said with a wink. "Once I was settled in the new house, I decided to invite her up for the weekend."
"Very nice, but where do I fit in? Aren't you into girls?" I asked Rose.
"Well yes, I am primarily into women; but sometimes I just get the urge for a nice hard cock!" Rose replied with enthusiasm.