Monday morning, Roger woke earlier than usual and woke Samantha by diving into her pussy, licking and sucking on her labia. They took a shower together (for the first time in years), and she repaid him with a blowjob. He had set up a 'date' with Maggie during lunch, which would be a long lunch for him. He didn't tell Sam, but he figured the two women were not keeping secrets from each other. After seeing her husband off, and walking Maxine to the bus; Samantha fired up her laptop. After a quick internet search, she discovered a trove of sites that would help her look for a "Mystery Mister" or lover. She was quickly disappointed at how many men were pigs online. She just couldn't bear it. This was going to be much harder than she thought. Feeling dejected, she decided to take her mind off it by taking care of some household duties. On whim, she dressed in the same outfit her affair had begun in. Tight jeans, with red boots, capped off with her white woolen sweater that made her hourglass figure really pop. She grabbed her keys and headed off to Costco, the bank, and for a mani-pedi.
She decided the bank visit should go first, she would check on Maxine's college fund and talk to Carlos, her financial planner. He was of Cuban/Mexican descent and had attended UCLA for his Economics degree. He had advised she should regularly check her accounts but also talk about where the markets were and where they were headed. When she arrived, she checked in at the counter, asking to see Carlos. It came to her as a surprise to find out had been transferred to their corporate office.
"I'm sorry ma'am, but was there a problem? I was informed you weren't too happy that Carlos was transferred out?" said a black gentleman.
"I'm sorry, it's just that Carlos was a friend, not just my advisor. He really knew about me and my family. I didn't mean to be short with the lady at the help desk" she apologized.
"I'm Terrence Walker, let's see about your account." as he shook her hand then guided her to his desk. She gave him the head to toe inspection. He was tall, a medium darkness and had well moisturized skin. Like Carlos, educated and from what she saw, most likely a former athlete. His broad shoulders were thick, and she could only imagine a six pack under that dress shirt and tie. He filled out his slacks very nicely with a firm rear end that had a shelf. He sat behind his desk and typed in her account number.
"Okay. looks like you are ahead of your saving goals for her college fund. That's good news. Your other accounts are doing well. I'm going to suggest your annuity either be rolled over to an IRA or at very least you should stop your contributions if you haven't already. Any other questions?" he asked professionally.
"Do you mind if I come to your side, so I can see what you're seeing?" she smiled.
"Oh, please," he said, standing to the side.
She walked around his desk, which was in a little cramped cubicle. He stood back so she could pass, but her round backside still grazed his pelvic area. She sat in his chair for a minute, then rose to pass him again. This time her fanny grazed him even more, and she felt a stiffness under his slacks. "Okay, perfect!" she exclaimed.
"Anything else?" he remarked politely.
"Can I have your business card, please?"
"Here it is," smoothly handing it over. Then he pulled it back and quickly wrote on the back.
"Thanks!" she beamed at him with a suggestive smile.
In her car, she flipped the card over, it had a cell phone number and "T" written above the number. She smiled. She texted Maggie and told her she was coming over. Maggie texted back that Roger was coming over for a 'long lunch'. Samantha smiled. She called the salon and pushed back her mani-pedi to later in the afternoon. Costco was forgotten about at this point. She drove back, playing some sultry jazz as thoughts about that hunky man at the bank. T? Short for Terrence of course, but it was hip and played right into his image. She was having wet thoughts about him when she arrived. She walked over to Maggie's, she let herself in. Roger arrived shortly after. He was surprised to see Sam there.
"I thought you had things to do," he asked.
"I did, but then I felt an urge and came back. Don't let me interrupt. Take Maggie and have your fun. I'll watch." She smiled.
Maggie took Roger to the living room, she was wearing a bathrobe, loosely tied. Her breasts were very visible. Roger felt awkward with Sam there, but as soon as Maggie started pulling his belt off and unbuttoning his trousers, he went with the flow. They were kissing, and he was fondling her breasts. He stood there while she toyed with his package, teasing it as much as groping it. They both lowered their bodies to the couch, trying to keep physical contact as they did. Sam watched with a smile. Roger shifted Maggie and opened her legs, he dropped his face between her legs and started licking her inner thighs. She raised her legs so her knees were floating above her hips, and parted them wide open. Roger's lips fell on her labia and clit like a hungry wolf, devouring her moist womanhood. Maggie ran her fingers through his hair, using her nails from time to time as he hit the sweet spot. As Maggie threw back her head to enjoy the cunnilingus, Samantha was playing with herself on the loveseat. She was enjoying watching them in the throws of passion, but she was thinking of T doing the same to her. Her fingers rubbed her lips, she pushed her fingers in. Roger was starting to take his clothes off. Soon he would be fucking Maggie. Samantha smiled, enjoying where life had brought her.
Later, Sam and Maggie were sipping wine. Roger had fucked Maggie with relish, enjoying her thin and fit body. When he had to return to work, he kissed her passionately telling her he wanted more. Maggie agreed. As he left, he stooped down to kiss Samantha who was still rubbing her pussy. He kissed her lips, telling her how much he loved her. Samantha wiped her pussy juice on her lips and said "Prove it". He licked her lips with a smile.
That left Maggie and Sam smiling, then laughing. Maggie grabbed a bottle of wine and glasses. Both were drinking the wine in the same nudity as Roger had left them in.
"So?" Maggie looked at Sam quizzically.
Samantha shrugged.
"Oh come on! What brought you back? Why did you interrupt Roger playing with me?"
"Oh, nothing!" with a poor attempt to sound innocent. "Okay! I met someone! His name is Terrance but prefers to be called "T". He's the new financial planner at my bank. And he is a
B U L L if ever you've met one!"
"So, how do you plan to seduce him?" Maggie asked.
