THE KISS -- TWO
Maybelline Blevins, May for short, slipped into the rear driver's side seat of her friend Bella's Ford SUV. Her suitcase was in the rear cargo area. She waved goodbye to her husband of twenty-four years, Jerry. Jerry looked real nice as he stood there waving. He was a six-footer, slim, brown hair and eyes, and a delightful smile. He was forty-nine. May thought his appearance somewhat deceptive. He was slowing down.
He wasn't slowing down in his work for an accounting firm, nor in his workout routine. He was slacking off in the bedroom. May was now the one pushing sex. She was speeding up. Since they'd had the empty nest, May was always ready. She was forty-six, and was a nice looking woman, blond, curvy, eight inches over five and feet. May worked as a high school science and math teacher at the local school where their three children had gone. Those kids were out of the house, two out of college -- Mary and Joseph, twins. Joan was twenty and a junior at the state university.
So, the nest had been empty for about two plus years. The first eighteen months was great for both of them. But gradually Jerry slowed down, and May ramped up. Lately, it had been a problem, but an undiscussed one. Undiscussed between them, at least. Bella knew about it.
Normally May would be in the front with her BFF, Bella. But two other teachers from the school were going on the trip. They were Jane Harris, and Cindy Watson. Cindy was not May's favorite person, but circumstances dictated that she'd be along for this trip.
They were all attending a seminar and convention in Chicago. It was a four hour drive, and gas was way up. So, one car, not two. Bella and May were in one room, while Jane was with Cindy in an adjoining one. It was Thursday at noon when they pulled off. The conference was on teaching methods. Each of them would get some credit for taking the classes there, and so would get a small extra amount on their salary from the school district.
That wasn't May's reason for going, nor Bella's. May wanted a change of scenery and four days away from home. Bella didn't need that, but went along for May's sake. Bella was May's age, pretty, slim and happy in her marriage to Tom Jones. Tom had no bedroom problems. Bella knew about May's recent dissatisfaction. One reason that she agreed to go was to watch May -- carefully. May hadn't said anything to her, but Bella thought that three nights at a convention might be risky for May. Bella really liked Jerry. The couples had been friends for ages, and their kids came up at the same time. Jerry and Tom were good friends, who played in men's sports leagues together- baseball and basketball. Both were good at those sports, and fit. Bella wanted nothing to go wrong between May and Jerry.
Because May was riding in the back seat, with Cindy, she had time to consider the trip, and what might happen. She had had passing thoughts about it before. Now, she considered that the entire trip might be an excellent opportunity to -- cheat. May had never before considered such a thing. But in the last few months, she was much more in need of sex than ever before. She craved it, in a way that at first shocked her. She hadn't been shy before about initiating sex with Jerry. But mostly it had been him who did that.
Now, though, she'd become the aggressor. Almost always. The first time she really noticed the change was when Jerry was too tired one night when they retired. He liked it better in the morning now. But she wanted what she wanted that night. She wouldn't take no for an answer. She pulled his dick out from his boxers and went to work on it. She stared at him while she licked his cock, kissed it, sucked it. Jerry got hard. When he did, she quickly moved up on him and impaled herself. She was still looking him in the eye as she took him. She saw his surprise, and his lust. Also, a little bit of fear. She was in control, and she liked it. She started having orgasms every couple of minutes -- good ones. Jerry was more and more into what was happening, and when she came for maybe the fourth time, he erupted and filled her up. She was screaming as he did that. Then moaning. Then she fell onto him, breathing hard.
"Thanks." She whispered in his ear.
"My pleasure. What got into you?"
"You. Your hard cock. I needed it, Jer. Bad."
"I...I'm sorry if we haven't been doing this as often, May. My fault."
"Not really, Jerry. I seem to be in some hyper-sexual phase. I read up on it. It happens to some women my age. I guess you'll just have to work out more in bed and less at the gym." She smiled at him. His return smile was tentative. She didn't notice, though. She was only half joking.
When they woke up the next morning, they brushed their teeth, but then Jerry picked May up and deposited her on the bed. He gave her a good solid missionary effort, for which she was grateful.
Over the next few months, May continued to treat Jerry to some pretty aggressive action. She was normally on top now, unlike before. She also liked oral -- both ways. Jerry was good with his tongue.
But, while they had sex about three times a week for a while, there were times when Jerry just didn't get very excited. He seemed never to take the initiative. She had to tell him what she wanted, and sometimes he couldn't provide that. She was wearing him out.
About three months before the conference, May and Bella went to see a men's basketball game that their husbands were playing. They sat away from the small crowd. Bella asked how it was going with Jerry, and May said it was only okay.
"I'm hot all the time, Bella. All the time. I don't blame Jerry. He tries hard."
Just then a guy on the other team swooped in for a dunk on Jerry. May paid that some attention. Bella saw her looking at the guy. He was well over six feet, and built, long and lean like a basketball player. He was black, very light. His arms and legs had very well-defined muscles.
Bella said, "Easy, girl."
May said. "I wonder where he goes after the games." She was ostensibly joking, but Bella heard a note of lust, maybe desperation.
They both watched the game with much more interest after that. One player had their focus. Bella was not immune, but May was almost drooling. That is, until the game ended -- when Jerry swished a three pointer as the buzzer sounded, winning the game. May's eyes followed the other guy. He went to the stands, and gave a hug to a nice looking black woman who had two youngsters with her. She thought, 'Maybe that's his sister.'
May went down to the floor to congratulate Jerry and Tom. She gave them both sweaty hugs. Jerry got a kiss. Bella didn't hug either one. She wasn't into sweat.
That night Jerry was bushed. But May managed to get what she wanted form him -- twice. When they finished, she said, "I'm sorry, Jer. I need it so much. That game was so exciting. My hero!" But it wasn't her hero that got her so worked up.
After that, though, Jerry slowed things down in bed. May couldn't fault him. She bought a vibrator.
She'd been using that for six weeks, when Jerry wasn't around. Jerry thought she'd settled down. He was wrong. But their sex went back to two or three times a week, with May initiating. She was rationing cock for herself. Some live, some electric.
On the evening before they left for the conference, May and Bella were at Bella's house, out on the patio. Bella asked May, "Are you going to fuck up your marriage, May? On this trip?"
May was surprised for a second, then not. Bella knew her well.
"I don't believe I will. No promises, though. Anyway, I'll be in Chicago. What happens in Chicago stays in Chicago, right Bella?"
"Not right. If something did happen, May, your man would eventually find out."
"How? You?"
"I might go pretty far to stop something, May. Be warned."
"No, you wouldn't. Him finding out would screw us up."
