Sue and Tom

Author note: Any ideas on where the story should go next?

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Tom:

I heard the garage door slowly creak open like an eighty-year-old with arthritis. I needed to oil it one day. It meant Sue was home. She always parked her car in the garage.

Sometimes, it takes her a while to make it from the garage to my office, but today, she flew up the steps and was beaming when she entered the room.

"Guess what?" She exclaimed excitedly.

I smiled like I always did when I had no idea what she was talking about. "Care to be more specific?"

"Ellen finally left her turd-ass, shithead husband!"

That was good news! 'Marvin' was a black stripper from Jamaica. Ellen was a wild child Hispanic hottie who liked black guys. They clicked physically and fucked like animals and moved in together. It was always a turbulent relationship though, because Marvin couldn't keep his dick in his pants and Ellen didn't like it when his dick got into other women's pants.

Marvin initially made more money than Ellen because he was a popular stripper, whereas Ellen worked in the same low-wage insurance company mail room job as Sue.

But Marvin always spent his money as fast as it came in, and eventually, his looks faded. He became a bouncer, which didn't pay well.

Unlike Marvin, Ellen was ambitious. She became a bank teller and then worked her way up to branch manager.

So, for many years, Ellen made way more money than Marvin, which caused problems. First of all, being the secondary breadwinner hurt his ego. Secondly, as the man of the house he continued to assume Ellen's money was his to spend. Needless to say, Ellen disagreed.

Marvin hurt himself four years ago and was no longer able to do his bouncer job. He sat at home and showed no interest in getting another job. Ellen was not happy.

Then there was Marvin's looks. He was quite stunning looking during his stripper days and Ellen told Sue he was a great fuck. Marvin didn't look so good anymore, though. He had a huge beer belly and his dick didn't work. He was impotent.

Then, there was the matter of Marvin's temperament when he drank. He was surly, and because he drank a lot, he was surly most of the time.

So, to make a long story short, Ellen had not been happy with Marvin for a long time. She stuck with him, though, because she was a traditional woman when it came to marriage. I was curious about what finally pushed her over the edge.

"What happened?" I asked Sue.

"Marvin hit her. That was the last straw."

"Is she okay?"

"Yes, but she's moving out and is going to divorce him. He'll get half the value of the house, but she'll finally be rid of him. He hasn't been contributing financially for years. And even though he's home all day, he never helps with anything. She busts her ass at the bank and then has to come home and cook and clean and do everything."

"Does Marvin know she's leaving?"

"No. He's going to visit his brother for a few days, and she's leaving while he's away."

"Where's she going?"

"I told her she could stay here until she gets a new place. Plus, she'll feel safe with you and Cole being around. Marvin wouldn't dare come here. Are you okay with her coming here? You always liked Ellen, so I assumed it would be okay."

"I'm fine. We have empty rooms, and I like her."

"Okay. I'll tell her it's okay. She'll be relieved."

Sue grinned mischievously. "I think you'll be pleased to see her."

"Why?"

"When was the last time you saw her?"

"A year ago, because you guys usually go out to meet."

Sue grinned again. "Well, she's lost twenty pounds since then and looks great!"

Sue grinned again. "And she had the same breast tuck that I did. Her boobs look fantastic. That's what caused the fight with Marvin. He didn't like the money she spent. She told him she made lots of money and didn't need his permission. That got him all riled up, and they started fighting, and he smacked her."

Sue grinned again. "Do you want to see a picture of her?"

I had to admit, I was curious. Ellen was one smoking hot Latina babe when she was younger. She was curvier than Sue with a nice round ass and big boobs. But she'd put on weight over the years. Her face was still pretty, but she looked a bit chunky when I saw her last.

"Sure."

Sue showed me a picture of Ellen in a brief bikini. Holy fuck! She looked gorgeous. I couldn't help but grin.

Sue grinned back. "Doesn't she look good!"

"She sure does!"

A concern popped into my head. "What about our new lifestyle?"

Sue smiled. "What about it?"

"Are we going to stop doing things with Cole until Ellen finds a new place?"

Sue smirked again. "Nope!"

"Don't you care if she sees you and Cole together?"

"Nope! In fact, I'm going to send Cole the bikini picture of Ellen and tell him that she'll be living with us for a while. His training course will be done in a few weeks. He can jerk off over the picture until he's back. And when Ellen settles in I'm going to show her pictures of Cole fucking me. I'm sure she'll jump at the chance to screw him. It should be lots of fun."

"What if Cole doesn't want to fuck her?"

Sue rolled her eyes. "Oh, please! When he sees her bikini picture, he'll be drooling! Plus, she's not his boss anymore, and they're not at the same location, so there won't be any conflict of interest. And I'll let him know it won't bother me if he sleeps with Ellen.

"What about me?"

"What about you? You can do whatever you want. You can join in or not. If you don't want Ellen seeing you doing cuck things, then don't do them. Everyone needs to be comfortable with each other. Cole and I aren't going to do anything to embarrass you in front of Ellen. Okay?"

"I guess. I'm just curious how it's all going to play out."

Sue smiled. "I think there's going to be lots of fucking! And you might get to fuck Ellen!"

"What!" I exclaimed incredulously.

Sue sat on my lap and purred into my ear. "Baby, you always thought Ellen was hot. This could be your chance to fuck her. And I'm okay with you being with her. After all, I can't complain given how you let me fuck Cole. Ellen is my best friend, so I'm not worried about it causing problems. Your cock is not as big as Cole's but it's a nice cock. It's got a nice bulge in the middle, is fairly thick, and is a nice rosy color. And you have great control and are a great kisser. Don't forget that Marvin has been impotent for years, so Ellen hasn't had sex in a long time. I'm sure your cock will feel great inside her. And of course, you'll want to give her your special treatment with your mouth on her clit, two fingers up her pussy, and one in her ass. She'll go nuts. Ellen always thought you were cute, and you still have all your hair, and it's not grey, and your stomach is perfectly flat. You've aged well."

Sue grinned. "I see good things in the bedroom for you!"

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Tom:

Neither Marvin nor Ellen ever cared about living in a fancy house with fancy furniture, so Ellen didn't have much to move besides her clothes and some kitchen stuff. We rented a small U-Haul truck and loaded her things quickly.

Bye-bye Marvin! He probably wouldn't even notice she was gone when he returned until Ellen wasn't there to feed him. But he would notice when the money ran out.

I wondered if he'd trash the place in a drunken rage, but Ellen didn't think so. Once he realized his cash cow was gone, he'd need money. Selling the house would be his only source of funds. He'd only hurt himself if he damaged the house or refused to sell. He'd quickly run out of money.

It was a hot day and Ellen was dressed in a Daisy Dukes outfit with short jean shorts and a crop top. She looked fucking hot. She'd always looked hot. Unlike Sue, who didn't think she looked good until recently, Ellen always knew she looked hot and showed it. I don't think she was flaunting herself today. It was just a hot day, and she dressed accordingly. But she still looked sexy, and it was hard not to stare. Occasionally, she caught me looking and smiled.

Ellen decided to move into our basement. It was fully finished with a washroom and shower. There was a fridge and microwave to make meals and a big TV if she wanted to watch something.

Ellen was very grateful and gave us all hugs. Her body was soft and warm and voluptuous. I enjoyed the hug.

Ellen wanted to make supper but Sue told her not to be silly. Sue said, "In this house, Tom does the cooking, grocery shopping, and dishes." She smiled at Ellen. "All you need to do is sit down and eat."

Ellen looked surprised. Sue had told her that I cooked, but I don't think Ellen believed her because Marvin did nothing.

"Are you shitting me? You never cook? Tom makes all the meals? And he does the dishes and grocery shopping?"

Sue grinned. "Yup!"

Ellen furrowed her eyebrows in disbelief. "What do you do?" She asked Sue.

"I do the laundry and cleaning."

Ellen shook her head. "Holy, shit! I've been living in the wrong house! Marvin doesn't do anything."

Sue smiled. "Tom won't refuse if you want to help with the cooking or dishes. Cole makes some meals, but Tom does most of the cooking."

Ellen shook her head. "Unbelievable!"

Ellen looked at Tom and grinned. "So, what are we having for supper tonight, Mr. Chef?"

Tom smiled back. 'What do you want?"

Ellen smiled. "You do requests?"

"Ya, if I have the ingredients on hand. If it's something fancy, let me know the day before so I can get the ingredients. I planned to make lasagna tonight with a salad and some garlic bread. Sound okay?"

"It sounds great, especially if you're making it! I'll help you do the dishes."

Tom smiled. "Sounds like a deal!"

"Would you like a glass of wine while Tom makes supper?" Sue asked.

"Sure. That'd be great!"

Sue and Ellen sat down and polished off a bottle of white wine while I made supper.

They were chatting away and then Ellen suddenly exclaimed, "No way! Really?"

Sue nodded. "Tell her, Tom. You and Cole give foot rubs if my feet are sore from wearing high heels at work."

I nodded yes.

"My feet are often sore from wearing heels at work. Would you and Cole rub my feet?" Ellen asked.

I smiled. "I can't speak for Cole, but I would."

Ellen shook her head. "Unbelievable! I was definitely living in the wrong house!"

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Tom:

The shit hit the fan when Marvin got home. First, he called Ellen and asked her where she was and when she'd be home to feed him. Ellen put the call on speakerphone and told him she'd left him. He lost it. It sounded like he was drunk. He started yelling and screaming. He called her every dirty name under the sun. We heard things smashing in the background. Ellen hung up. Marvin kept calling and leaving threatening messages. Eventually, Ellen turned her phone off.

Ellen seemed rattled, but the first night was the worst. She talked with Marvin the next day and told him if he dragged out the divorce, it would only hurt him because he'd quickly run out of money. He left the house two weeks later to move in with his brother and the house sold two weeks later. It wasn't a great house, but the market was hot, and it sold for $450,000 which was good considering Ellen only paid $100,000 for it fifteen years ago.

Ellen seemed more confident every day. The divorce was finally going to happen. She was a free woman.

Ellen still couldn't believe I fed her and she always helped me with the dishes. She made a few of her favorite dishes, which were quite tasty. I got her to show me how to make them.

It was hard not to get aroused when we did the dishes together. She was right next to me and sometimes, my leg brushed against hers. It felt electric. I'd always found her dark Latin skin attractive, and she had a pretty face and a killer body, especially since she'd lost weight. And she always wore fire-truck red lipstick, which screamed sex with her jet-black hair. I always looked forward to doing the dishes with her.

One day, she came home from work looking frazzled. I could tell right away.

"Rough day?"

"Ya. I'm wiped. There's always some drama at work with an all-female workforce and a customer was being an ass so I had to intervene. And my feet hurt!"

"Do you want a foot rub?"

Ellen looked surprised. "Really?"

I smiled. "If you want."

Ellen looked at me with a wary expression. I don't think she believed me. Or maybe she couldn't believe it because Marvin had never done it for her.

"Really?"

"Yes. I usually sit on the couch, and Sue lies down with her feet in my lap and I rub them. Is that okay?"

She still looked wary but finally smiled. "Hey, if you're willing to do it, I won't say no."

"Do you want a glass of wine?"

Ellen smiled. "I won't say no to that either!"

I filled a big glass with wine, and Ellen was already lying on the couch with her coat and shoes off. She didn't need to wear hosiery because her Latin legs had a permanent tan. Her toes were painted the same sexy red as her lips, and she had a sexy anklet on her right foot. She dressed conservatively at work, like Sue, with a white silk blouse and a knee-length black skirt. The blouse was somewhat sheer, and I could see the outline of a black bra underneath.

She lifted her feet so I could sit down and then rested them on my lap. My lap. Where my cock resides. Her feet were resting right on my dick. Whew!

I started to rub her feet.

"Hmm! That feels nice. A bit harder. Oh, ya. That feels good. Keep doing that. Oh, ya."

I focused on her feet and hoped she didn't notice my cock stiffening. Whenever I looked up her eyes were closed with a look of bliss.

"That feels great!"

Sue arrived about fifteen minutes later. When she saw me doing Ellen's feet, she grinned.

"Oh my god, Sue. This is to die for! Your hubby has magic fingers! My feet feel so much better! And I didn't even ask him. He volunteered!"

Sue grinned. "Yes, he does have magic fingers when he wants to use them. He must like you."

Ellen sighed blissfully. 'Well, he can do my feet anytime he wants!"

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Tom:

I did like Ellen. In fact, I had a crush on her when we first met.

She worked in the mail room with Sue, and she visited our apartment. She loved babies and liked to see Anita. Sue was shy and conservative whereas Ellen was brash, outgoing, and touchy-feely. She always smiled and hugged me with her big breasts against my chest.

Ellen had an awesome body with D-cup breasts, a curvy butt, and a beautiful face. She had long, jet-black, shiny hair and always wore fire-engine-red lipstick. She knew she was hot and radiated sex and was a wild child. She spent her money going to bars and liked to watch male strippers. She liked to show Sue pictures of hot black studs and talk about her sex life.

She was always trying to get Sue to go out with her, but Sue was too shy, and we didn't have any money.

Ellen met Marvin at a male strip club and was smitten. She told Sue it was the best sex she'd ever had. Sue and I didn't like him, though. We met him a few times and he was a cocky, arrogant bastard. Sue had filled out by then, gotten a nice hairstyle, and looked good. Marvin made passes at her, even though he was living with Ellen. He was a total jerk, but Ellen loved him, and we never criticized him around her.

Ellen left the mailroom after a few years to become a bank teller, so Sue didn't see her every day, but they kept in touch, and she visited us about once a month. Things gradually went downhill with her marriage. Marvin screwed anything with a skirt and they fought all the time. Marvin's looks faded, and he lost his stripper job but got a bouncer job and was still bringing in some money. He was a bouncer for many years but hurt himself several years ago and hasn't worked since.

Meanwhile, Ellen worked her way up to branch manager and supported Marvin even though he did nothing around the house to help out.

Ellen told Sue that Marvin couldn't even get it up anymore. He was impotent, and they hadn't had sex in years.

We couldn't understand why she stayed with Marvin, but Ellen was traditional that way.

She gradually put on weight. She was still pretty and curvy but was getting chunky looking.

Then Marvin hit her, and she finally left.

I was happy to help when I heard the news and didn't mind if she stayed with us. Then Sue showed me a recent picture of Ellen in a bikini. She'd lost weight and had the same breast tuck that Sue did and looked fantastic. It reminded me of the first time I saw her, and my crush roared back.

I couldn't stop thinking about her moving in, and then Sue floored me and said it was okay if I slept with Ellen. She said it was only fair, given that she was with Cole. I was stunned. I'd never fooled around on Sue. I'd never even thought about it.

It was a hot day when we moved Ellen's stuff and she looked amazing in brief jean-shorts and a t-shirt that highlighted her big boobs. It was hard not to stare.

She gave me a hug for helping her out. I hadn't felt her breasts against my chest in a long time. Whew!

I saw her every day at our place, and she looked as sexy as ever. She oozed sex without even trying. I had a permanent hardon and Cole was gone so Sue and I were horny and fucked like bunnies. Sue noticed my increased sexual appetite.

She smiled. "What's up with you? You've been a beast in bed lately."

I couldn't tell her why and must have looked embarrassed because she grinned. "It's Ellen, isn't it? You've still got the hots for her, don't you!"

My non-response was a yes, and Sue grinned. "I told you it was okay if you wanted to be with her. Go for it, stud man! I'm sure she be happy to have you fuck her. She hasn't had sex in years."

That opened a door in my mind that had never been open. I'd never considered being with another woman, but Sue was okay with it, and I couldn't stop thinking about Ellen. Whenever I heard her come home I came down to see her. I wanted to see her. I wanted to talk to her. I wanted to be around her but didn't know if she felt the same way.

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Tom:

"You look nice!" I said to Ellen. She looked great in a knee-length black skirt, a white silk blouse, and a black business jacket. Very classy."

"Thanks, Tom! I have a meeting with my boss today. But I'm nervous because he's new and I've never met him."

I smiled. "Good luck!"

Ellen smiled. "Thanks."

She left and came back a few minutes later, looking stressed. "My car won't start! It just goes 'CLICK, CLICK' when I turn the key. My meeting is in thirty minutes!"

"Don't worry. I'll give you a ride."

She breathed a sigh of relief. "Thanks, Tom. You're a lifesaver."

I drove Ellen to work and asked her to give me her car keys. Then I could look at her car when I got home. It was a three-year-old Toyota Corolla. Usually, the "CLICK, CLICK" sound meant the battery was dead or there was a problem with the starter motor. But it was unlikely the starter motor was gone, with the car being only three years old. I cleaned the battery connections, but the "CLICK, CLICK" still occurred, which meant the battery was likely dead. I pulled my car beside hers, connected my jumper cables, and tried again. It started fine. I took it for a thirty-minute spin on the highway to charge the battery, turned the car off, and tried again. It started fine. Problem solved. If it happened again, she might need a new battery but for now, it seemed fine.

I picked Ellen up from work at five. "How did your meeting with your new boss go?"

Ellen smiled. "Good! He was very nice and was happy with my branch. I was so relieved!"

"Great! Well, your car is fixed as well. The battery was dead. I charged it, and it's fine now. If it happens again, you might need a new battery, but you're good for now."

Ellen hugged me. Her body felt soft and warm, and she smelled nice.