Carol
Reluctant? Definitely Not.
This story is like the rest of my stories in that I do not write them with much descriptive sex in them. I like to think that my style is more of describing the chase, than the actual catch. It is just a quirk I have. It's sort of like those old time radio shows where you have to use a lot of imagination to enjoy the story. This story should have enough facts for you to use your imagination to fill it in, and if you don't have any imagination it's just too bad for you.
Some of you have been e-mailing me asking for more stories that involve my wife Sue. Sue may not be the main character in this story, but she does play a significant role in what happens. Thanks for the e-mails I find they are usually a lot more informative about my work than the comments I get.
I have to thank Otakuboy007 for the fine editing skills without which this effort would not be readable. Although when I get my work back from my editor I always have to change something so any mistakes found within this work are mine.
It started one Saturday on my birthday as I was working on catching up on a few assignments from the trade school I was attending. I was going to be a pipe-fitter and the home assignments every day were a full time course in themselves. That plus the classroom time had me going at a pretty good pace trying to get everything done at school as well as the normal upkeep and chores around the house.
You might be asking why someone that's thirty years old is going to school. Ell the reason for that was I had been downsized out of my last job by my company being bought out by a competitor. Like all takeovers half the bought out company's employees were sent packing. I was thanking the deities that were looking out for me for one thing though. I was still young enough to change careers without to much hassle and that's what I was doing.
Sue, my wife of seven years, was out in the yard doing a few chores and getting some veggies out of the garden for supper and just generally staying out of my hair so I could finish. To celebrate my birthday she was making me a nice super that day and then had plans on giving me a great present afterwards. I knew her great presents involved a lot of gymnastics in bed, so I was at the table with my books diligently slaving away with a cock that was semi hard in anticipation. I tell you I sure was looking forward to the special present.
That day was a hot one, right smack dab in the middle of summer. The sun was out and if it wouldn't have been for that small window mounted air conditioner, the place would have been like an oven. I had stopped ten minutes before for a quick shower to help cool off and was sitting at the table with only my light housecoat on while trying to finish my school work.
My birthday was that day, but there was a whole bunch of relatives invited out tomorrow for a party, so by the end of the day tomorrow we both would be worn out. That was the reason for the rush to get things done today so we could play tonight and do the entertaining tomorrow.
I was real close to finishing my school stuff when I heard one of our neighbours, Carol, pull in the yard. I knew it was her truck because she had a small hole in her muffler and her truck sounded distinctive. She and her husband lived down the road a bit and we all were friends. To cut a long story short that was stretching things a bit, because I just tolerated Ross because Sue and Carol were the best of friends, and had been since we all moved on to these acreages.
I could never take Ross in large doses. He was the type of guy that thought his shit didn't stink, and he was god's gift to the world. I don't think I've ever met anyone so arrogant, and it was obvious he thought women were put on the earth for men to use as they saw fit. He was constantly going on and on about his exploits at work and his mastery in the bedroom. He never seemed to tire of telling everyone how good he was.
I could faintly hear Sue and Carol talking outside and a few minutes later Carol came in the house. Like always she just opened the porch door and walked into the kitchen. Sue and Carol never knocked at the others house. They were too good of friends for that formality. I was sitting at the table with my back to the door and when she came in she just leaned over me and gave me a peck on the cheek and told me, "Happy birthday." I was glad she remembered, but then again she should because my birthday was just two days ahead of hers.
That peck on the cheek sort of caught me by surprise because she was never that forward, and it took me a second to realize what she had done. She immediately turned to go and I got up and followed her out into the porch. Our porch is kind of small and to get to the door you had to walk between closets on one side and shelves on the other. The door opened inwards and as she reached to open the door I sort of crowded her so she couldn't open the door.
Carol turned to look at me and I told her, "If that is what you call a birthday kiss you have to be the cheapest girl around. Why don't you give me a proper one?"
I didn't give her time to respond and laid a firm kiss right on her lips and held it for a while. She didn't respond negatively to the kiss so I kept it up. When I finally broke the kiss she said, "We shouldn't do things like that. I'm married and your wife is my friend."
"Nobody is going to care because if you don't tell them I sure won't," I said
"It's not right, and you should learn to control yourself better," Carol replied.
I don't know what got into me just then but I slowly lowered my head down to give her another kiss. Carol had her hands on my chest like she was holding me back as she softly kept repeating the words, "No, no, no." She may have been saying no, but her arms were giving way without any resistance. I got closer to her lips with mine and she was still murmuring those same words. "No, no, no." I could hardly hear her because she kept saying it in a softer voice every time she said it. Just before our lips touched, her arms frantically moved around my neck and pulled me in so our lips locked.
I sure wasn't expecting that. That's twice in just a couple of minutes she had surprised me by her actions.
This kiss was quite prolonged and as it got hotter she willingly opened her mouth so that we could play duelling tongues with each other. Man could Carol kiss! She was reacting like she wanted to devour me and when I tried to pull away she held on tighter. It was still a bit weird, because she was still trying to moan "no, no, no" in my mouth and her head was shaking back and forth in time with those moans but she wasn't giving up on the kiss.
Needless to say my body reacted to that kiss and my cock was soon hard as a rock.
When Carol finally allowed the kiss to finish the two of us looked into each other's eyes and she told me, "You shouldn't be kissing me like that, what would Sue think if she saw us?"
I told her, "There's not much chance of that because when she comes up the steps to the deck and then comes over to the door we would hear her, and have plenty of time to break apart." I knew that because there were more than a few boards on that deck where the nails were pulling out and they all squeaked like crazy. I had been replacing the nails with deck screws but hadn't finished the job yet.
"No matter, enough is enough, let me go," Carol said. I pointed out that I wasn't the one that was holding on and that she still had her arms around my neck. She turned red in embarrassment and giggled as she released me. As I stepped back from her my housecoat opened and my hard cock sprang straight out at her and was in plain view.
Carol naturally looked down as I stepped back and when she saw that hard cock pointing at her she gasped, "Holy shit I don't believe it, is that thing real."
"Yep that's the original I got born with." I glibly said.
Carol exclaimed in an astonished voice, "Sue has told me you were hung and know how to satisfy her. I can see now just why she says that." She continued that thought by saying, "You must be twice as long as Ross and a lot thicker. I didn't think they came that big."
I had to admit my eight inches were my pride and joy, and getting a complement from her like that boosted my ego some. After the way Ross had always bragged about his "huge joy stick," and his "manly capabilities" with the ladies and hearing what Carol had just told me, I now knew for sure he was full of it.
Carol made no move to leave and just kept staring at my manhood with the biggest eyes I have ever seen. I kept it pointed directly at her and in a bold streak I took hold of one of her hands and guided it to the object of her fascination. Again she started with the, "No no, no" I can't, and, "no this is not right." She may have been saying that but she was offering no resistance to me guiding her hand down between us until she was touching me. As she touched me, her hand naturally went around my cock and she alternately squeezed and released it.
Once she had me firmly in hand all she said was, "Holy cow is that thing ever hard."
It was the strangest thing I have ever experienced. Carol started up with her chant again with the words "No, no, no," and her head was shaking back and forth slightly in time with those words but she was frozen in spot and never let go of my cock. I pushed my hips towards her a few times and she took the hint and stroked me in time with my strokes. She was soon jacking me at a fairly good pace and her breathing got raspy as she got into it. It wasn't long until I warned her I was going to cum. She didn't stop. She was staring intently at her hand jacking my cock.
Without to much warning I came. I pumped four or five shots all over the closet door. After my cock stopped jerking Carol came out of her trace. She took a real deep breath to collect herself and told me, "That was something that we shouldn't have done." She sounded like she was a kid that got caught with her hand in the cookie jar when she said, "I have to go now." We paused for a short time as we just stood there looking into each others eyes.
