T drove back to work, his mind in post sexual glow. He got hit on by women all the time, but something was different about this one. She had an energy he really liked. Her personality was kinda goofy which he found disarming. Lot of chicks played the slut with him; "fuck me daddy" or "give me that BBC". But the way she had playfully grabbed him, shaking her head when he said he had to get going was so charming. He felt like he could see the little girl in her. He was all smiles when he walked into the bank. The receptionist smiled and waved, secretly thinking lewd thoughts behind her smile. T got to his desk and logged in. A few minutes later, his supervisor passed by.
"So how was the private consultation?" all business.
"Good, we may have a new client soon," he reported.
"Good good good."
T thought about texting his friends, but dismissed it. He was still glowing, when he thought about something. He looked at his pad of paper, where he had all his notes. He flipped through and found what he was looking for. When she came in, he wrote down her account number, along with the date and time. He punched it in, and tapped enter. Her account popped up, and he started looking at the details. Her address he copied & pasted into a map search. He noted it was a nice part of town. He looked through some more and noted there was a linked account. He followed it, and saw it was her husband's account.
A husband.
Okay, he thought, what's the story? Aside from her cheating on her husband, was she one of those bored housewives? Was the relationship falling apart and this was the beginning of the end? Or, was it weirder? Was he one of those husbands who liked to watch his wife get fucked by another man? She had made no mention of her husband, so he thought that was unlikely. But for all he knew, they were swingers and she was on a fishing expedition. He didn't know what to make of it, but he thought he wanted to get a better idea of what he was getting into before they met up again.
***
Maggie heard Sam's car pull into her driveway. She was on pins and needles to find out how it went. Sure enough, Sam was walking up her steps. She opened the door, to say Samantha was glowing was an understatement. Sam started doing a little dance as Maggie closed the door behind her. Maggie started bouncing up and down in happy support of her friend.
"It was that good?' Maggie tittered.
"It was better than good, it was better than great...It. Was. AMAZING!!!" Sam squealed.
She began gushing all the gory details as they went to the kitchen for some tea. Maggie was rapt with attention, shooting in a question or two from time to time. Both were smiling wide smiles and making lewd comments back and forth.
"So, when are you seeing him again? Maggie asked after Sam finished.
"I don't know. But I did tell him I wanted to see him again" Sam was blushing. "He definitely liked the idea".
"Oh good for you. I'm so happy for you." Maggie said over sipping her tea.
Maggie started telling her about Roger and her 'escaping' Saturday morning for an extended visit. Sam's eyebrows arched up in a questioning manner.
"He's actually going to skip Golf? Sam blew a raspberry. "Well, it sounds like you two are hitting the right buttons." They both laughed.
"I guess this is what having an open relationship is like," Samantha bemused. "I wish I had thought of this sooner."
"Me too" chimed in Maggie.
They both started laughing uproariously.
Sam walked into her house after talking with Maggie. She thought about what to make for dinner, when her phone buzzed. Her heart skipped a beat as she saw it was from T.
"Thank you for your time today. I hope our next coffee chat is as deep and involved as today's." he politely texted.
Thoughts of her curvaceous body running through his mind. The way she had squirted was like manna from heaven for him. Other girls had squirted, but Samantha had gushed like a water fall. His phone buzzed.
"Do you have an opening this Saturday morning? I think we could go deeper into the details." She mimicked him.
"I will pencil you in," he tapped, smiling widely.
The following Saturday, Sam and Roger dropped off Maxine at a soccer tournament. Roger asked what plans she had. Sam held his hands, and gave him a knowing smile. "Same as yours."
Roger pulled into the garage, and was about to walk to Maggie's house, when Sam kissed him deeply and said. "Have a great time with Maggie!" Roger squeezed her ass and replied "You do the same...with whomever you found." They kissed again like children caught being naughty.
When Samantha arrived, she spied T talking to a friend in front of the Barbershop. She walked over and stood back a little as they finished their conversation. T smiled at her and she was reminded of that childlike sweetness in his smile.
"Alright, I'll catch up with you later Bobby."
He put out his arm like a gentleman, and she placed her hand in the nook of his elbow as he walked her upstairs. They walked directly to the back bedroom, and T started manhandling her clothes off her as soon as she crossed the threshold. Her hands frantically pulled at his belt, and was undoing his pants. Once they stood nude before each other, T picked her up and tossed her onto the bed. Samantha laughed loudly, with a shocked smile on her face.
"Oh! It's going to be like that! Come take me big daddy!" her face had the excitement you would expect to see on a teenage girl finding out her parents bought her a new car.
