Letter from the Author: This is a story about an older promiscuous woman who loves sex and is not ashamed of it. She knowingly commits adultery and likes to be dominated and even humiliated. If you have any moral issues with this, please go read another story.
These events take place ten years before chapter 7.
Addison hurriedly unlocked the door and rushed to the ringing phone and picked it up.
"Hello?"
"Hey mom, it's Cole." The caller replied.
Cole was Addie's 21 year old son.
"Hi sweetheart, how is everything at school?" She asked him.
"Fine thanks." He assured her. "You and Patty are still coming for the weekend right?"
"I'm not sure." She said with a big sigh as she set down her carry-on bag.
Addison had just returned from a business trip to Dallas. It had taken longer than she expected, and she was not sure she wanted to repack and jump back on another plane the next day to Florida for the weekend. She and Patty had become close since her first plastic surgeries, and they traveled regularly together to relax and look for young hard cocks to fuck. She told herself on the way home from Dallas that she was going to beg off the weekend and plan it for some other time.
"Come on mom." Cole pleaded. "You have to come."
"Honey I just got back from Dallas, and I'm really tired. Can't we come down in a few weeks?" She asked, hoping to convince him.
She was not lying. She had just spent the last four days on her back, her knees and bent over with the cocks of a very important client in every orifice of her body. It was what she needed to do to close a mega deal for her firm. She wanted to rest her body and just relax for the next few days.
"No, you guys need to come this weekend." He insisted.
"Why? What's so damn special about this weekend?" She said sarcastically.
"Because, Trent called and he invited Mitzy and me to meet him at Hooter's for some beers and to catch up."
Mitzy was Cole's long time girlfriend.
"He wants to go bike riding tomorrow too." He told her enthusiastically. "He asked about you and I told him you were coming down for the weekend. He said he would love to see you again and that he could put you and Patty up in his parent's hotel for nothing."
Addison knew she had no choice but to go now. Two years ago Trent had graduated from the same university that Cole attended. Since then, Cole had constantly complained that Trent never called. Addison knew how much this meant to Cole, so she assured him that they would be there Friday.
Cole had idolized Trent ever since he met him back in prep school. Trent was a border at the school that Cole attended as a day student. Trent's family was from Panama and had sent him to America for an education. He liked it in America, but he was all alone. Cole had befriended him and all through their school years Trent had been a fixture at the Cameron house, even spending some of the short vacations like Thanksgiving there. He was older than Cole and had finished school and headed off to college where Cole joined him a couple of years later. Trent was quite a looker. Addison's daughter and nieces had all been quite smitten with him. His good looks and muscular build had not escaped Addie's notice either. She had spent many days by their pool with Patty discussing how desirable he was.
Trent had spent the last couple years establishing himself in his parent's business, which left little time for him to spend with Cole. He had assured Cole last night that everything between them was fine, and that they would all have a great time this weekend.
Patty and Addison landed in Florida Friday morning and spent the day shopping. About five o'clock they entered the lobby of Trent's parent's hotel. The desk clerk took great care of them and they commented to each other how special he had made them feel. They got off the elevator and walked to Patty's room. It was a very nice room and on the table was a fruit basket with a note.
It read: Nice to have you here, see you all in the lobby at 6:00 for dinner, Trent.
Addison hustled to her room to get ready. When she arrived in her room, there was a basket for her too. However, hers was filled with champagne, wine and other fine liquors.
Her note read: It's been a long time. Look forward to seeing you. Hope we get a chance later to speak in private.
Addison smiled and prepared herself for dinner.
Addison, Patty, Cole and Mitzy were all waiting in the lobby when Trent arrived at six. He whisked them off in a limo to a private dinner club. The food was excellent. The wine and champagne flowed and everyone was toasting to the good ole days. Trent asked Cole if he would like tickets to sit in his firm's skybox at the university's football game the next day, and Cole enthusiastically accepted. Everyone finished their dinner and as they exited the club, Trent asked if anyone wanted to go to an underground club.
Patty, Cole and Mitzy said yes. Addie wanted to go too, but the look in Trent's eye as he looked at her, told Addie she should decline. The three others got into the limo and Trent sent them on their way. He hailed a cab for Addie and himself and they drove back to the hotel, reminisced the whole way about old times.
"Thanks for a fine evening." Addison said as they entered the lobby of the hotel, extending her hand to shake his. He grabbed her by the wrist and gently pulled her toward the elevators.
"It's only just begun." He told her with a mischievous grin.
The elevator door opened and they entered. He pulled out a special room key and inserted it into the slot at the top of the buttons.
"Next stop, my place." He told her.
Addison got that familiar tingle between her legs as the car rose to the penthouse suite. She was pretty sure why he was taking her to his suite. The doors opened and she entered. It was fabulous. He walked by and pointed at the couch.
"Have a seat. I'll get you a brandy."
The couch faced a full length window that overlooked the lights of the city. Trent returned with the brandy and sat next to Addie. The two drank and recalled more old times. Trent was a true gentleman.
"You look fabulous." He kept telling her. "Looks like your 30 years old again."
"Yes, I have a fantastic plastic surgeon." She quipped.
"Maybe," He replied. "but you have always been hot." Then he placed his hand on her stocking clad thigh, just below her skirt.
Addie blushed a bit at his compliment and the touch oh his hand made her temperature rise. He continued to compliment her about her looks and her body, and Addison ate it up.
Without warning his hand slid up under her skirt and found the silk of her thong panties.
"I have always wanted you." He told her as he leaned in close.
Addie spread her thighs a bit. Trent moved the material of her thong to the side and began rubbing her clit softly, all the time complimenting her.
Addie was in heaven. She closed her eyes and dropped her head back to rest on the couch. Her pussy drooled and soon Trent's finger was sliding between its lips. He laid her down on the couch. He ran his hands up the outside of her thighs, pushing her skirt up past her stocking tops and over her hips, until it was resting in a bunch above her hips. With one motion he grabbed the strings of her thong and pulled them down over her hips. She raised her ass off the couch to help. He lowered his face between her legs licked up her thigh until he reached her female folds. His tongue lathered her now flaming gash. Addison rocked her hips against his effort and moaned her approval. He licked her clit, and slid his tongue deep inside her. She moaned again, and he continued to please.
Addison writhed in pleasure as her first orgasm ripped through her. "Ahhhhhhh!" she groaned while holding his face to her crotch.
Trent slid three fingers inside her as he continued to lick and suck on her sensitive, swollen nub.
"Yes, yes." Was all she could say. His fingers were sliding in and out of her flooded pussy as he licked up her juices. He coaxed her second orgasm less than ten minutes later. Her body was thrashing around in ecstasy the whole time. She couldn't believe how expertly he was eating her pussy. She never wanted it to stop.