The summer wore on. Linda and Mark went on a date almost every week, while I entertained some of my own lady friends in her absence. Now that it was late August, Mark was wrapping up his masters thesis, and would be heading back home to the west coast. I thought it unusual that someone would be completing a program at that time of year, but apparently his plan involved some kind of independent study and was not on the regular schedule. He'd complete it now, and if he passed all his exams, his degree would be conferred the next commencement, in January. The result was, this was very likely the last time he and Linda would see each other. They had planned a dinner date and farewell visit for the evening, which would keep her out til the next day. She had left around 5:30, since she would meet him at his place, rather than have him show up in our driveway to pick her up.
Most of the time, when Linda had a date like this, I would have our friend Beverly over for a sleepover, since Linda would also be gone all night as well. Beverly is a tall, big boned blonde, now 62, her hair cascading over her shoulders and down her back, bright blue eyes, and a solid figure. Her frame, though big, is not fat. She has a nice set of D cup tits, and an ample ass, with long, toned legs. To say she's built to ride is an understatement. I'd tell Linda about my date with Beverly after she got home from her date, usually as we screwed on our living room sofa.
Beverly and my wife had known each other for about as long as we had been married, though I had known her for over 20 years at this point, having met her when she worked in the bank where I had an account. Our on and off affair had started when I was in one Friday cashing my check, and one of her coworkers had come in to show the staff her newborn. Bev was playing with the baby when I came in. She looked at me with her big blue eyes as I stood at her window. She handed the baby back to her mom, and said to me, "I bet you'd love to give me one of those."
"You have no idea," I said. I'd had a thing for Beverly for some time, and was only too glad to meet her after she got off work around 5:30 that evening. We pulled around to a far corner of the strip mall the bank was in and screwed like crazy in the back of her van. She made sure I filled her with my seed, wrapping her strong legs around me when I told her I was going to come. She was about to divorce her husband at the time, so I think coming home with a big load in her pussy was meant to rub his face in it, though not literally. I didn't find out til much later that her soon to be ex had been taunting her about who'd want a chunky old broad?? And you don't know how good you have it with me. When she told him there were lots of guys who'd be happy to fuck her, and in fact, one of them had that night, he took a swing at her. Bev, 5'8" and at least 160, decked him. He moved out shortly after that. The next week, when I came into the bank, her intentions were clear. "Wanna meet me again tonight??"
I sure did. We met at her strip mall every week for several months. We rode each other hard, and I blasted her with a big load each time. One Friday about two months later, I came in, going to her window as I usually did. She looked around carefully, and took my hand in hers. "Remember what I said to you the day Patti was here with her baby?? About how you'd love to give me one of those??"
"Yeessss..." I said, having an idea where this was going.
"You did it. I'm pregnant," she said softly, looking at me intently, love and doubt flashing through her pretty blue eyes.
I looked back at her. I thought for a moment about how she'd look seven months later, belly large with my baby, as she moved around the bank. "Told you I'd give you a baby. What do we do now??" I said softly.
Beverly sighed, looking at me. "I don't know. Give me some time to think about it." She was 43 and going through a divorce; I was single at the time. Even though I was not going to have a problem at home, this could get complicated. About a month later, she miscarried, which uncomplicated things, but we were a lot more careful after that.
Through it all, we stayed friends and some time lovers. We eventually came to a friends with benefits arrangement, since she didn't want any entanglements, understandable given her situation, and I was happy to have a good looking fuck buddy who was a lot of fun to hang around with. We had the understanding that we would see others if someone came along. I eventually met Linda, and Beverly backed off as we got more serious, though we remained friends. I introduced the two ladies once Linda and I got married and came in to open a joint account at the bank. Fortunately, jealousy was not an issue either of them had, and they have become friends as well. And, yes, Linda is aware of my history with Beverly; in fact, she's been trying to get Bev to have a three way with us.
As it turned out, Beverly was not going to be available that weekend, nor was Joanne, a skinny 62 year old blonde, my other regular companion. I was resigning myself to a night alone when I heard a car pull up. I looked out the window to see Angela, Linda's niece, getting out and heading for the front door.
Linda is the fourth of five in her family. Her oldest brother is in his late 60's. Angela is his daughter. She's a 44 year old skinny redhead with long legs, a nice ass, barely B cup tits, and a lot of fun. She and I have some history, though we never were able to get any traction on a serious relationship.
I had actually met Angela before I met Linda, about 16 years ago, and found out by accident they were related. I was driving a bus for the local transit agency, and had gotten to know Angela when she was taking classes at the local community college. She lived out at the far end of one of our more lightly travelled routes, so we had some time to talk. One of the things I learned about her was that she's a huge Hall & Oates fan. A few months after that conversation, I saw that they would be playing at one of the Indian casinos about 90 minutes from us, and I picked up a couple of tickets. She almost jumped on me when I showed them to her, asking if she'd like to go.
The appointed date came, and I picked her up at her place. She was wearing a Hall & Oates t-shirt and a short denim mini. From the way she bounced, it was obvious she was braless under her shirt. I hoped I'd be seeing her charms a little later that night. We had a good ride to the casino, and we found we really liked each other once we had the time to converse at length, and the trip up passed quickly.
We had a nice dinner at the casino before the show, then went in and took our seats early. We were in the fourth row from the stage, which Angela was really excited about. Once the show started, she was in her own world. It was fun to watch as she bopped and head banged to the band. What surprised me was when they played "You Make My Dreams Come True" she stood up, and next thing I know, she pulled her panties out from under her short skirt and tossed them up on stage. Daryl Hall picked them up, held them to his face, then tossed them back into the band. Angela was ecstatic. She spent the rest of the show flashing her bare, fiery red pussy at the band. At the end of the concert, she turned to me, kissing me hard. "This was fantastic. Thanks for doing this. I never thought I'd ever see these guys in concert." She kissed me again. I told her she was most welcome, and I had fun too.
After the show, we walked out to the parking lot, which was mobbed with traffic. I asked if she had ever done that before. "What??" said Angela, turning to me, her face changing to a bright red.
"Toss your panties on stage at a concert."
Angela smiled. "No. Not til now. I was so into the show I just got carried away." She looked at me and smiled broadly. I kissed her.
"It was hot. I spent the rest of the show thinking how I was sitting next to this good looking redhead who's in a very short skirt with no panties. It's a big turn on for me."
We looked at the crush of cars leaving the parking lot. It was going slowly. Angela looked at me as we approached the car. "Get in the back," she said to me, opening the door.
She got in, I followed. As soon as I was in and closed the door, she was all over me, kissing me and unbuttoning my shirt. I reached up under her t-shirt, squeezing her tits and playing with her nipples, making her squirm. I pushed her shirt over her head and took her left nipple in my mouth, pulling on it as she pushed my shirt off, then reached for the button on my jeans, opening it and pulling the zipper down. I kicked my sneakers off and lifted my ass to allow Angela to pull my pants down, releasing my already very hard cock.
Once my jeans were off, Angela stroked me a couple of times, and I reached under her skirt to find her very wet pussy, labia already well parted. We kissed hard, and she climbed on me, sinking right down onto my cock. I felt the head push through her lips, which offered brief resistance, then plunge deep into her, til I felt her thick red haired bush meet the hair above my cock. We held for a moment as she adjusted to my dick inside her, then started riding.
Angela was like a woman possessed, and she rode me steadily, her hands on my shoulders as we kissed. I grabbed her skinny ass, and pulled her to me, making sure I ground her clit into my pubic bone on each downward thrust. Three minutes later, she was coming all over my cock, which was now swelling in anticipation of its own release.
