Instead of Frank's son, Mike and Amanda's daughter, Lynda playing computer games at Frank's home, he wanted them to play at Mike's best friends place. This would leave Amanda and Frank alone with no kids in the house. When he asked Amanda if she would agree she said, "I'll have to think about it," She already knew she would say yes, she just didn't want to appear too easy. She let him stew until Thursday, the day before their bowling game before she called him and said she would allow Lynda to play computer games at Chuck's place.
As she hung up the phone she noticed Billie, her husband, listening to everything she said and he was angry. "What are you doing allowing Lynda to go to some strange place to play computer games?"
"It's not some strangers place. It's at Mikes best friends place and he and his girlfriend have challenged Mike and Lynda to some game, and he lives only 3 houses down the street."
"I still think Lynda shouldn't go."
"You got more than that to worry about dad," Lynda said walking into the room. "Last week when we were changing games, it was silent in our room but it was also quiet downstairs. I wondered what they were doing, if they were being naughty." This week I won't even be in the same house, or do you want me to stay behind to make sure there is no hanky panky going on?"
She set him up for this one. If he didn't let her go it would make him looking wimpy asking his daughter to stay behind and spy on her mother, but if he said yes that left his wife and that Frank alone in his house. Having no real choice he said she could go.
Amanda thought she should feel guilty, but she didn't. This was no pizza and soda after bowling; this was more like a date, just the two of them alone in his house once the kids left. She was excited, wondering what she should wear, something sexy to turn him on or more sedate to say I'm a married woman, and they could talk about the challengers of raising teenagers. She wanted to appear attractive to him and she also knew she could keep him under control.
That Friday they lost all 3 games because the 4 of them were thinking about after game activities. At Frank's house, Amanda said to Lynda, "I want you back here by eleven."
"But mom, that's only an hour and a half."
After they left, Frank poured both of them a glass of wine and said, "I'm not a great cook but I can make a delicious snack and I want to make it for you. I put melted cheese on a cracker topped off with a small piece of crisp bacon and top off that with half an olive."
She realized she would have to say it was good, even if it was terrible, but she liked the idea that he was cooking something for her, trying his best to please her. Over snacks and more wine he talked. "I just like being with you, I'm so comfortable around you. I feel I could pour out my heart to you and you would understand. I like to daydream about you, and pretend that you are my wife and we are together all the time, and at night we would sleep together. I get a hard on just looking at you, but that's not my fault, it's just my body reacting to you. I have no control over that."
Amanda had been propositioned many times by guys that wanted to have sex with her, but this guy was good; he was getting to her. "I'm sure you'll meet someone soon."
"I have and it's you." He leaned over and kissed her cheek, and she could feel his hot breath on her ear. He used his hands to pull her close rubbing them up and down her back. This was so different from the guys she used to go out with before being married that only wanted to feel her up by massaging her ass or boobs, and trying to get their hand between her legs. That may have been why she ended up marrying Billie. Whenever he got too amorous all she had to say was stop it, and he did. With Billie she was in total control.
Now Frank was starting to enforce his dominance by forcing her back on the sofa, and not caressing her pussy through her clothes but rubbing her hard with his hand. He was starting to be rough with her so why was it turning her on. She watched as he stripped off his pants and underwear and stared at his hard throbbing cock. Leaning over her he said, "Lift up your hips so I can get your panties off and give you the fucking you deserve." She should have been mad at him but she was sexually excited by this dominate male that knew what he wanted and was going to take it.
She lifted her hips and he pulled off her panties. There was no foreplay; he just thrust into her hard. Because she was so aroused, so wet, his cock just stimulated her more, pushing her toward orgasm. However Frank was stimulated even more and burying his cock deep in her pussy he shot his hot cum into her welcoming pussy. He held her tight staying deep inside her. Amanda was so close, she needed a few more thrusts to get her off, but feeling his softening cock shrinking she knew it was too late.
Feeling frustrated and annoyed, her feelings turned to fright when she heard the front door open and the voices of Mike and Lynda. Since neither one was nude, Frank was able to dress quickly and Amanda was able to find her panties, stuff it in her purse, get her shoes on and be sitting in the easy chair when the kids came in. Amanda was still horny and annoyed. Had they not spent so much time drinking wine and eating snacks, this evening could have turned out a lot better. Now Billie would have to take care of her with his tongue.
During the week Frank called her, but Billie picked up the phone. "Can I speak to Amanda?"
"Who's calling?"
"It's Frank; how you doing Billie; now can I speak to Amanda?"
"It's your new friend Frank." He said passing the phone to Amanda, but he did not walk away but stayed close enough he could hear.
Amanda was mad at Frank. Why would he call her when he knew Billie would be at home? "What do you want Frank?"
"You, but that's not why I called. Chuck just told Mike, you know, where they played computer games last week; that his parents are going to visit his dads sick brother in Cleveland on Friday and will be gone until Saturday afternoon. He has invited the 4 of us to his place for pizza and drinks on Friday instead of bowling. After dinner they would stay and play their games and we would go back to my place and entertain ourselves some other way. Just think, no curfews, no deadlines, no need for us to squeeze in a little alone time. We could tell Mike and Lynda that they can stay at Chuck's and have a sleep over, no problem, but he has to know now. If we are not interested, he's going to invite some of his other friends over. He's not going to lose this opportunity to have friends over with his parents out of the house. So, please say yes. You know Lynda will be all in favor of it and I think all of us will have a good time."
Amanda thought so too, but she had to be careful because Billie was still listening. "That's OK Frank we'll do that."
As soon as she hung up the phone Billie said, "What's OK?
"There's going to be a little celebration after bowling on Friday."
"I don't mind you bowling with Frank but I draw the line on any celebrations; and how dare you say yes without asking me first? You spend too much time with him and I want it stopped before things get out of hand."
