A New Roommate Pt 02

*Although Samantha is only in her late 30s, I've chosen to keep this in the mature category because of the age difference. As always, I'd love to hear your feedback in the comments or directly to me. This one took me much longer to write, and I hope you guys enjoy it! *

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When Keith woke up the next morning alone in Samantha's bed. He slipped on his boxers from the previous night and walked into the kitchen, where he was greeted by an incredible sight. Samantha was standing in front of the coffee maker in a bathrobe, short enough that it couldn't quite cover her large ass. Even in a loosely tied bathrobe, her body was curvaceous. How she could maintain her hourglass shape, while having an ass like that was something he could only attribute to good genetics and luck. She had a body that women 15 years her junior would die for. She turned around, showing him her gorgeous smile as their eyes met.

"Excuse me, I didn't see you there. Coffee?" She held up a coffee mug, her bathrobe being pulled up even further as she raised her arm, exposing the tight lips between her legs.

Keith stood for a moment, silent and dumbfounded. It had been much darker last night, and this was the first time he had really gotten to appreciate her body.

After a few seconds of stunned silence, he responded "Yeah, I'll take one if you're having one."

"Good."

They made idle conversation for a while, Keith couldn't keep her eyes off of her and she could feel his gaze constantly drinking her in. She started to feel a wetness between her legs, so she got up and walked around the table standing next to him.

"Mind if I take a seat?" Samantha said, gesturing towards his lap, his already hard cock showing through his boxers.

"Please do," He said with a smile.

She sat on his lap and they continued to chat about nothing in particular, not addressing the night before. He could tell she wasn't wearing panties and could feel the outline of her wet lips starting to wrap around his cock, which was twitching at the thought that a thin layer of cloth was the only thing between them. As they were talking he could feel her start to rub back and forth across his dick, soaking the crotch of his boxers, and making him quietly moan.

Samantha turned around, "I think I could use a little cream with my coffee if you don't mind.", she looked at him slyly.

Keith didn't even answer, he quickly slipped his cock through the slit in his boxers and bent her slightly forward as he stared at her ass. She moaned as he entered her, sliding in easily as he had the night before, her pussy well lubricated already.

She started to ride him in the kitchen, the sunlight shining through the window, giving him a great view as her ass bounced up and down on him. He loved the way her ass jiggled, just enough to let you know it had some weight to it. Her pace started out slowly, her moans matching her pace, long and deep. Soon though, Keith started to feel the pressure building between his legs.

"I'm about to cum," He managed to get out between labored breaths.

Samantha didn't respond, just picking up her pace, her ass now loudly slapping against his thighs. He reached around her, untying her bathrobe and grabbing her F-cup tits, squeezing and massaging them. She moaned as he started to play with her nipples, pinching them lightly. Her legs started to shake and she rode him through her climax, her insides squeezing his cock rhythmically as it coaxed the cum out of him. He came shortly after she did. She could feel his warmth filling her up, driving her to a second orgasm at the thought that she had just made this man shoot his seed inside of her. She trembled as she got off of him, his cum dripping out of her as soon as his cock slid out.

She reached down, running her finger through the cum that was dripping out of her. She slipped her finger between her lips, tasting their combined juices. Keith admired her body for the umpteenth time this morning, taking her all in.

"Yummy, what an eventful morning," she said with a wink.

The rest of the day continued as was fairly normal. Keith went into work, and Samantha watched soap operas and sipped on coffee. As she was getting up to make herself lunch, the doorbell rang.

"Who could that be?"

She walked over to the door, tying her bathrobe, and pulling it down, trying to keep herself decent. She opened the door to a sight she had not expected. Standing there was a woman in her late 20s, much smaller than Samantha, especially in the areas that seemed to matter to Keith. Besides that though, she was very pretty. She had a pixie cut that was dyed blue at the ends, and a nose stud that matched her face very well. She might not have had the same assets as Samantha, but she could tell that the woman was in good shape and probably had a very well toned body under her tight clothes.

"Hi, is there something I can help you with?" Samantha asked, puzzled who this woman was and why she was at their door.

"Hi, yeah, I'm looking for Keith, is he around?" the woman said, looking suspiciously up and down at Samantha. She had not expected a scantily clad, albeit gorgeous, woman to answer the door when she came by to see Keith's new place. Had Keith lied to her?

"No, I think he went to work earlier this morning. I can take a message for him though if you want," Samantha said, staying calm, cool, and collected on the outside.

The woman smiled, "Just let him know Catherine came by. Oh, and I'll leave my number for you in case he wants to get in touch."

"Okay I can do that. Anything else?"

"No, just let him know that I dropped by to see him."

Samantha took down her number, awkwardly said goodbye, and closed the door, puzzled at who this woman could possibly be, and how Keith hadn't mentioned her during the time she had known him.

Samantha tried to keep busy throughout the day, but her nerves were getting to her. Who was this woman? Why hadn't Keith ever mentioned her? Was she his girlfriend? It didn't seem like it, he didn't seem like the type of guy that would just up and leave his girlfriend and then jump into bed with another woman. Besides that, he had mentioned that he hadn't been with another woman in awhile. It wasn't adding up, and she was nervous about confronting him about it tonight.

The time finally came for Keith to get home, Samantha sat on the couch watching TV, not really paying attention, but trying to seem busy. Keith walked through the door.

"Hey how was your day?," he asked.

Samantha looked at him and opened her mouth as if to say something, but couldn't find the words.

"What's wrong?"

"A woman came by today. She said her name was Catherine, and she wanted me to let you know that she dropped by."

The shock on his face worried her even more than she had been before he got home. He rubbed his forehead, and sighed.

"Why is she here?"

She nodded as he sat down next to her.

"Catherine was someone I worked with at my last job. We had been friends at work for awhile, but it had always remained friendly. We both knew that dating a coworker could get complicated very quickly, so we didn't really talk outside of work. Regardless of that, I eventually caught feelings for her and wanted to take the next step, so I finally asked her if she wanted to grab a drink after work, that was a few days before I got the job offer out here. But when I took this job, we decided that because I was moving away, there was no point. So we went our separate ways, I moved out here, and I tried to forget about her and start my life here. I left my new address, just in case she was ever in town, but that's about it."

Samantha could feel her eyes start to get wet, but she blinked it away. She felt relieved that Keith was the person she thought he was. She also knew that the most likely thing to happen now would be that he would start seeing Catherine, and he would have to move out.

"You should go talk to her," She told him, forcing a smile, "I won't hold it against you, and thank you for telling me and being honest with me."

"I think I'm going to have to, it wouldn't be right to just ignore her. But I just want you to know, I am happy here with you."

"Do what is best for you, I will understand regardless," Samantha's smile was genuine now.

She handed him the note with Catherine's number, and gave him a hug, squeezing him tight.

He went upstairs to call her.

Keith sat in the coffee shop, he was nervous. His foot kept tapping and he sipped his coffee aggressively. He was staring at his phone when she walked in.

"Hey, long time no see," Catherine said as she sat down across the table from him. She didn't look nervous at all, and that confused him. He figured she would feel as uncomfortable as he did after her encounter with Samantha yesterday.

"Yeah, long time no see. How did you end up all the way out here?" He was nervous and he wanted to get right to the point.

"Well I got a job out here. It turns out this place has a lot of jobs in the field, and I got an interview out here about a month after you left."

"That's wild," he said, not really knowing how else to express his disbelief.

"It is," she chuckled, "So who was that fox that answered the door at your place yesterday? I thought you moved out here for work, not pleasure."

He could tell she was trying to sound jovial, but there was an undertone to the question that suggested she was suspicious.

"I did move out here for work," he smiled, "that's just the woman who owns the house. I'm renting a room from her."

"Are you fucking her?"

Keith almost did a spit take when she asked that. He coughed, choking on his coffee. "Sorry, your question just caught me off guard."

"So?" She said, raising an eyebrow, "are you?

He sighed, "Well yes, but it's complicated, we're not together or anything. Although it seems like it is going that way."

"Does she play both sides?"

He really didn't understand what she was asking now. She could see his quizzical look, and elaborated.

"Does she like women too?"

Keith thought about it, he had really never thought to even ask her. It didn't seem like a particularly relevant question to him. Being a man and all.

"I have no idea," he responded honestly.

Catherine sighed, "Look, I like you, we've known each other for awhile, and that woman is an absolute bombshell. It wouldn't be the first time I've shared, and if I'm going to share you with anyone, I definitely wouldn't mind if it was her."

Keith was dumbfounded. The thought of having both of them had never crossed his mind, his mind started to wander at the fantasy of Samantha's big ass bouncing on his dick while Catherine's tight body sat on his face. He quickly brought himself back.

"There's no way Samantha likes women," he thought to himself. He had learned a little bit about her upbringing, and it sounded like it was very conservative. He didn't think an independently wealthy southern woman with a conservative upbringing was very likely to be bisexual. Catherine was starting to get uncomfortable at how long the silence was.

"Look, just think about it, talk to her about it. If she's not interested that's fine, and I can leave you two alone to do your thing. We can stay friends if you want to. Otherwise let me know, and maybe we can figure something out."

She smiled, kissed him on the cheek, and walked out of the coffee shop.

Keith's thoughts were all over the place as he drove home. "How awesome would it be to be dating both of them? Would Catherine move in? Maybe Samantha had secretly liked women too this whole time. How soon could he get into bed with the two of them? Even sleeping in the bed with both of them would be a pleasure."

He reeled his thoughts in. He wasn't thinking straight. He needed Samantha to know that her agreeing to this wasn't essential to their relationship working out. He had strong feelings for her, and as much as he would be disappointed if she wasn't interested, he had to go in expecting that. It wasn't fair for him to expect that from her. As far as making the decision between them was concerned, Catherine had made it pretty clear that he should choose Samantha. Whether that was ultimately the right move was something he could debate with himself endlessly, but he was thankful to her for making the decision easier for him.

He pulled up to the house, and got out of his car. As he walked through the door, he noticed Samantha was there on the couch with a glass of wine. She looked tense. He sat down on the couch next to her.

"How did it go?" She asked, taking a big sip of red wine.

"It went... well? It was not what I expected."

"How so?"

"Well. What she told me is to ask you if you play both sides," Samantha mirrored his initial confusion at the question.

"She told me to ask if you also like women," He elaborated.

"Why would that matter?" She asked, obviously confused.

Keith blushed, "She said she wouldn't mind sharing me with you, and she didn't say this but I'm kind of assuming, sharing you with me too."

It was Samantha's turn to blush, "Well I can't say I have a lot of experience with women, but I've enjoyed my previous times, and she is a cute little thing. I wouldn't mind giving it a try."

Keith smiled, "Look if you don't want to, or if you ever want to stop, just tell me and we can cut things off. But I do really appreciate your openness."

"Absolutely, it had been awhile since I'd been with anyone before I met you. The idea of having two people is exciting."

She started to get off the couch, kneeling down in front of him. "I have a feeling there's a lot more you still have to learn about me. You'll learn in time. Until then, I'm going to enjoy you while I don't have to share."

She unzipped his pants, unleashing his already hard cock, and taking it into her mouth. She smiled and looked up to him with her bright blue eyes as she sucked him. He loved the way he looked between her plump lips, her large tits bouncing as she moved her head back and forth. He grabbed the back of her head, wrapping her blonde hair around his hand and pushing her head down on his lap. Normally she didn't like when men were forceful with her like this, but she trusted Keith. Spit started to drip out of her mouth as she choked on him. He forced his manhood down her throat over and over again, holding her head against his pelvis. The noises she made were a mix of moans and gags. She reached one hand down and started to touch herself as he let her go. She gasped for air, both of them moaning as her mouth left his cock, her eyes watering, spit dribbling out of her mouth, and her makeup now smeared around her eyes.

She smiled at him, that stunning smile that he had seen the first time they met. He pushed her down onto her back on the floor, not even bothering to get her up on the couch. He needed her now. He slid inside of her without another word, both of them moaning as his hips touched hers. He put her legs up onto his shoulders and leaned down. He kissed her while the tip of his cock rubbed the end of her tunnel, both of them elated at how deep he was inside of her. He fucked her like this in front of the tv for what seemed like hours, but was probably more like half of one. He started to feel the familiar pressure between his legs.

"Where do you want my cum"

"Not yet, eat my pussy," she gasped.

He didn't have to be told twice. He slowly slid his cock out as they kissed passionately on the floor, his wet member still resting against her. He kissed her neck, lightly licking and sucking around her jawline, down to her tits. Her nipples were small for the size of her tits, and already hard. He took one into his mouth and started to slowly lick around it, receiving an approving moan from Samantha. He bit her lightly, enjoying himself and worshiping one of his favorite parts of her beautifully curvy body. She wrapped her hands through his hair and continued to moan encouragingly as he took the other nipple into his mouth. Keith kissed down her body, paying special attention to her slightly chubby tummy, and kissing down to her pussy.He kissed and sucked on the insides of her thighs. She was going crazy waiting for his tongue on her clit, but he wasn't in a rush.

Finally he moved his mouth up to her now dripping sex and started to lap at her slit. It wasn't even where she wanted to be licked, but she was so horny at this point that almost anything could drive her over the edge. He stuck his tongue inside of her, feeling around for the most sensitive spot he could find. She gasped and he knew he had found the spot that she liked. He pulled his tongue out of her and started to lick her clit, pressing his tongue into it and swiping the tip of his tongue up and down. Samantha's hips started buck and her legs started to shake, as she orgasmed, her juices now leaking down her legs and making a wet spot on the carpet. He continued to play with her clit with his tongue until she pulled his face away from between her legs.

Without a word, she rolled over, arching her back and putting her magnificent ass on display for him. He spread her ass cheeks and slid the tip of his cock into her tightest hole. She groaned and pushed her ass into him, begging for more. He obliged, slowly working more of himself into her ass, her large behind acting like a cushion for him as he took his time enjoying her. He quickly picked up the pace, slapping her ass as she yelped, leaving red handprints on her backside. They had talked about their sexual interests and he knew that she liked having his marks on her. He announced that he was close, and she pushed back into him, taking all of him to the hilt. Keith let out a guttural moan as he filled her ass with several ropes of cum. After he was done, he sat back on the couch. She quickly turned around, still on her knees, and cleaned off his cock with her mouth, sucking every drop of cum out of him.

Samantha flopped down on the couch and laid her head in his lap. This time looking up at him, instead of down at his manhood.

"That was incredible," she said, looking up at him.

"It was, I'm so happy I met you."

"I'm happy you did too," she laughed.

"I'm so sweaty now, you wanna hop in the shower?"

Without another word, they walked up to her master bathroom. They climbed into a warm shower and started to wash each other. There was an intimacy, and a new level of trust tonight that hadn't been there before. They both felt relieved at the way his conversation with Catherine had gone, and all they could do now was wait to see how things unfolded.