Wednesday January 15th, two full weeks had now passed since I took Jeanne, the girls and Paul to the San Antonio airport. While the previous few days had been filled with excitement and I now had Maureen Styles as a friend, I missed my wife, my daughters and Paul. I also missed my friends Ruth and David and Amy and Mel. I wanted to go home, but it wasn't yet time. I owed a debt to Amy and Mel. Before I could end my journey I had to satisfy that debt.
In early November fate had brought me to Danny's Lounge, the strip club in Tucson, Arizona where I met Amy and Mel. Now in January, fate had once again intervened in my life by bringing me to Jimmy's Steakhouse in Fort Meyers, Florida where I met Maureen Styles. While Maureen had become a close friend, she also needed me now just like I needed Amy and Mel last November. Befriending and helping Maureen was a way for me to express my gratitude for the friendship and help Amy and Mel had given me when I so desperately needed it.
Maureen arrived at my motel room just after 6:00. She was in a state of frenetic excitement. "Michael, I can't believe I'm actually going to do this."
Taking Maureen in my arms, I kissed her hard on the lips and then I stepped back and smiled. "Relax, we're going to go over to Jimmy's to have a nice dinner. After dinner we're coming back here to read the email I just got from Ruth..."
"You have an email from Ruth about last night?"
"I haven't read it yet, but I assume that's what it's about."
"You shit, why didn't you say something?"
I grinned at Maureen. "This was the first chance I've had to tell you."
Shaking her head, Maureen said, "Yes, I'm sorry. I guess I'm a little excited about tonight."
"It's okay, let's go have dinner."
As usual, dinner at Jimmy's was excellent. Maureen had fried Grouper. I had a small sirloin. After dinner we returned to my motel room where I turned on my computer. We were both eager to read the email from Ruth.
I sat down on the bed, holding my computer on my lap. Maureen sat down next to me and read silently while I read aloud.
"Dear Michael
David and I are so excited. We think Matt Haynes may be the perfect man for us. It feels strange to think of Matt as a perfect man for both David and me, but it's true. David is even more excited by this than I am and believe me, I'm very excited.
Last night, when I met Matt I was immediately struck by his looks. He is exceptionally handsome. Jeanne said he reminds her of Cary Grant. I was thinking George Clooney, but they're really very similar movie stars. They're both sophisticated and genteel, with an air of subtle strength. That also describes Matt.
Matt and I had a cocktail with Jeanne, Abby, Mark and Bobby. After we finished our cocktails we adjourned to Tricia's old bedroom. Jeanne had been kind enough to make it available to us for the evening. Once we were alone in the bedroom I started to get nervous. I was seriously considering beginning a long term affair with this man I was just meeting and I would be doing it with my husbands full approval. I was starting to doubt my sanity."
Maureen laughed. "I understand exactly what she's saying. I was wondering the same thing about myself today."
"Are you really worried about tonight?"
"No, not really, it's just that it's a little out of character for me."
"We don't have to do it."
"Oh yes we do. Mister you're not backing out now and neither am I. I've been a good girl all my life and all it's gotten me is a no good husband who left me for a younger woman. It's time for me to take the bull by the horns and have a little fun, just like Ruth is doing. Now let's read the rest of her email."
"Okay." I started reading again.
"Matt sensed my anxiety and suggested we spend a few minutes talking. Michael that was exactly what I needed. We talked about David and my kids and about my job. I told him about Nick Granger and what I used to be like before I got married. He told me about his three marriages and why they failed. He took full responsibility. Matt is a notorious womanizer, but he admits to it and accepts the consequences of his behavior. He's honest, I find that comforting. That's also why he's interested in a relationship with David and me. None of us are looking for any kind of commitment."
Slowly rubbing my back Maureen said, "Michael that's one of the reasons I like you so much, you're honest and straightforward. You're not making promises you don't intend to keep."
Not certain about how to respond, I just shrugged.
Chuckling Maureen said, "Once in a while you remind me that you really are an accountant at heart."
Again I shrugged. "I am what I am"
Grinning while she shook her head, Maureen said, "Come on lover boy, let's read the rest of Ruth's email."
I winked at Maureen and continued reading.
"We talked for over an hour. It was exactly what I needed. I quickly grew to like Matt and started to feel comfortable with him. After a while he slipped his arm around me. I responded by snuggling up to him. We talked some more, he held me tighter and then he reached over and gently turned my face to his. We gazed into each others eyes. Suddenly I felt like a school girl. I wanted Matt to kiss me. I yearned for him to kiss me. I closed my eyes and held my breath. He kissed me. It was wonderful. Michael I'm a married woman. I love my husband. I will always love my husband, but that kiss was enchanting and as Matt kissed me I knew I wanted more. I wanted him. I wanted all of him.
I kissed him back hard. I'm ashamed to say that for a moment I forgot all about David. I was suddenly burning with lust. I wanted to feel this beautiful man inside me. Sensing my sudden outburst of desire, Matt attacked. His hands were all over me. I responded. We groped each other and then we tore each others clothes off.
As soon as we were both naked I wrapped my hands around Matt's beautiful cock. Michael it is beautiful. It's not as large as Nick Granger's but it was still big, seven or eight inches..."
Maureen started laughing. Pausing, I looked at her. She said, "Damn Michael, this woman works for you."
"I like to think that she works with me."
"You own the firm, correct?"
"Yes, it's my firm."
"So she works for you."
"Okay, but she's also an old friend."
"My boss and I are friends, but I can't imagine sending him an email like this one."
Chuckling, I said, "The past few months have been a bit rousing for us."
"Rousing? That's an interesting word choice."
"I think it's accurate."
Smiling, Maureen said, "I think it is too. Frankly, just meeting you has been rousing for me."
"Shall I put my computer away? I can read the rest of this email later."
"Don't you dare do that!"
"So you are enjoying it."
"Yes, I'm finding it very rousing."
"Even though Ruth is employed by my firm."
"I was just...Damn it Michael, just read the fucking email." Maureen put her hand over her mouth and giggled. "Oh my! I do believe that's the first time I've ever used that word as an expletive."
"Do you use it a lot as a verb?"
Grinning at me, Maureen said, "Michael Nolan if you ever again want to experience it as a verb with me you'll shut up and read."
"Yes ma'am."
"Ooo I like that, a little respect."
"I thought you weren't dominant."
"Read."
"Okay, let me see, where was I?"
"...I wrapped my hands around Matt's beautiful cock. Michael it is beautiful. It's not as large as Nick Granger's but it was still big, seven or eight inches..."
"That's where you left off, right there."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm damn sure."
Smiling, I started reading again.
"...and it was a new cock, a cock I'd never seen or touched before. Michael, this might help you understand Jeanne. There's something special about touching, feeling and tasting a new cock."
"Damn!"
I looked at Maureen.
She said, "I understand exactly what she's saying. Taking out your cock for the very first time was incredibly exciting."
"And you want to experience that feeling again?"
"I want to experience that feeling over and over again."
"That would make you a slut."
"Yes it would."
Smiling at the resolute tone in Maureen's voice, I said, "Then we'd better finish this email so we can go to Cape Coral."
Maureen stared at me. After a moment she said, "Yes, even though I'm still a little nervous about it, I'm now certain that I want to go to Cape Coral."
I nodded to her and started reading again.
"...there's something special about touching, feeling and tasting a new cock. I was so excited. Michael I actually had a little orgasm while I was sucking Matt."
"She had an orgasm while she was giving a guy a blow job! That's not fair."
I turned to Maureen, "Not fair?"
"That's right, not fair. I don't cum easily. I almost never had an orgasm with Eric. I have them with you, but you go down on me, that helps a lot. Sex with you is easier too, more relaxed. That also helps."
"Before her awakening, Jeanne almost never had orgasms. Now she has them all the time."
"So you're suggesting the problem is with me."
"I'm not suggesting anything. I'm just telling you that Jeanne used to have trouble cumming too."
Maureen stared at me. After a moment she said, "I want to be like Jeanne, Abby and Ruth."
"Okay."
"No not just okay!"
"What do you want me to say?"
"Damn it Michael, you told me you'd put me through slut boot camp."
"I did and tonight we're going to the Polynesian Lounge."
"But I'm still just a middle aged housewife."
"For the past week you've been meeting a middle aged man you just met for sex in his motel room."
Smiling, Maureen said, "Every night."
"And you sucked his cock."
"I did and I loved it." Maureen giggled. "I really have learned to enjoy giving head."
"See, you are making progress."
"But I still haven't come close to having an orgasm while I'm doing it."
"I don't actually think it happens very often for Jeanne, Ruth or Abby either."
"But I'd like it to happen to me."
"Give it time."
"You're right. I need to be patient. Let's read the rest of Ruth's email."