Gabrielle was a stunning 5'10 with cinnamon colored skin. She had dark hair and brown eyes. She reminded me of a Hawaiian swimsuit model. Our career paths had crossed years ago briefly and we remained friends. She had recently gone through an ugly divorce and needed a place to call home. I graciously offered her one of my guest rooms. I had a large home for a single girl and could use a hand with the mortgage payments. My lovers were jealous of her but I always reassured them she was straight. No one knew of our experimentation but that ended what seems like decades ago. I safely guarded her secret.
"Good afternoon," Gabby said gleefully. A young blue-eyed man slipped out the door sheepishly behind her and left the house. I chuckled at how bashful he seemed. She had a habit of bringing home men. It wouldn't be unusual for me to be up working late and walk into my kitchen to find some strange man in boxer briefs rummaging through cabinets to get himself a snack or a glass of water. I stayed out of her affairs and she stayed out of mine.
"He seemed to be a bit young," I said laughing.
"He's 21! The young ones have more stamina...and are willing to learn new things," she said almost evilly. Some of the men she brought home were half her age and others not far off from her middle age. She did have a point; it is very hard to teach old dogs new tricks.
"No sexy women crawling from your bed this morning, Mel?"
"It's afternoon actually and no, I needed some long overdue sleep," I said sincerely. I did not have many lovers frequent my bed. I often rotated between a select few, friends with benefits you could say. I had every intention of settling down one day but haven't found the right woman yet.
"You making dinner or am I tonight?"
"Actually, I'm going out with Liz tonight," I replied.
"Ah, so you were saving your energy up for tonight," she teased, "At least bring me some yummy left overs will ya," she said with pleading eyes.
"Sure thing," I said as I headed off to do some laundry.
Liz and I returned to my place around 10 pm. Gabby had clearly already found herself in the arms of some man. She did not cum quietly. I found her sounds very erotic and when I didn't have a lover I often got off listening to her. By the time I had returned from the bathroom, Liz had stripped naked and lay on my bed exposing her petite little body. She was not more than 5'4 with dirty blond hair and hazel eyes. She was so tiny I could pick her up. I loved that about her. I quickly found my harness and slid it on. I picked Liz up and carried her over to the wall. Her arms were wrapped around my neck and my hands gripped her ass tightly as I fucked her. The position is physically demanding on the body but it also allows for great G-spot and clitoral stimulation so orgasms come quick, reducing much of the fatigue.
I slipped on my pajama pants and t-shirt to go get some glasses of water. Gabby stood there with her head in the fridge wearing nothing but a loose tank top and panties. I admired the view for a moment, "If you're looking for your left overs they are on the bottom shelf."
She turned towards me, eyes even with the rock hard dildo showing underneath my thin pants, "Lucky girl."
"Where's today's mystery man," I said sarcastically.
