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.
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Addison sat at her desk in her office day dreaming. It had been over a week since she had been in Florida with Trent and his clients. She had not had sex since then. Brock had canceled there weekly "Bible Group" meeting the night before, and her body was in a state of arousal. She needed a cock and she needed it badly. She rubbed her thighs together and could feel the slight moisture in her pussy.
"Damn him!" she thought to herself, referring to Brock's cancellation.
Oh how she missed his cock last night. She had gone home and tried to satisfy her inner fire by masturbating with her big fat rubber dildo, but it was never as good as the real thing. Brock was a wild and demanding one and she loved that, in fact, she needed that. The fact that he had been her daughter's fiancé only made it better. She sat back in her chair and closed her eyes. Her mind wandered back to the first time she had been with him..........
It was 10 years ago. She and Brock were working the golf tournament at the Country Club where Addison, her husband and Brock's parents were members. Addie's husband and Brock's dad were the chairs of the tournament, and had enlisted Addie and Brock to help. The two of them were scooting around the course in a golf cart taking care of a few details, and there was an uneasiness between them. They had really not spoken much since Addison's daughter Virginia had broken off her engagement with Brock several years back.
"Look, I know this a bit uncomfortable." Brock said breaking the silence. "But I just want to tell you I am still very fond of Virginia, and I wish her all the best. How are she and Keith doing these days?"
Keith was the guy Virginia had dumped Brock for.
"Keith, Bill, Nigel, Joseph, I can't keep up with which one is the love of her life these days." Addie quipped.
They both laughed out loud.
"She always was a flirt." Brock replied. "Keith was my best friend you know, emphasis on the 'was'."
Addie stopped the cart. "I am sorry about that." She said, leaning over to give him a consolatory hug and a peck on the cheek.
Brock looked around and noticed there was no one around, pulled Addie in closely and kissed her full on the lips. She felt his tough snake inside her mouth and she pulled back.
"What the hell was that?" Addie snapped.
"Aren't you one of the hot Triple C's?" Brock inquired smugly.
"What is a Triple C?"
"You know 'Country Club Cunts'" He told her.
"What is that?"
"Those are the hot older women like you who fuck the young studs and good lookin' middle age guys in the club. My mom was even one when she was younger." Brock informed her.
"NO!" Addie corrected him. "I am no such thing."
"Bullshit, look at those tits, and your face looks better than it did 15 years ago. Why else would you have all that work done?"
"Look, I only kissed you because I felt bad about my daughter dumping you like that. Your parents said you took it hard." Addie told him.
"Are you kidding?" he scoffed, "Fuck her! I am better off without her. Your daughter is the biggest slut in Chattanooga, and she has been since the seventh grade. I found out she was doin' half the football team in college when she was dating me."
"Well you were going to marry her." Addie reminded him.
"You know that little whore even put the moves on my dad when she was 18. She asked him to buy her a drink at the bar. He refused since she was not of drinking age. She whispered in his ear that she was not wearing panties and if he did, she would show him her smooth, young, shaved cunt and give him an incredible blow job. He told me about that after we broke up."
Addison was not too surprised. Her daughter knew how to use the assets God gave her to get what she wanted.
"I know that Patty friend of yours is a hooker. She showed up at a bachelor party I was at not too long ago, and did half the guys there. My mom is convinced you are fucking around on your husband because of all the work you have had done on your body."
Addison was a bit pissed off. She didn't want people saying that she was a slut, even if it was true. Then Brock informed her that his parents couldn't stand her husband either. Her mind was a bit boggled and she sat in the cart dumbfounded.
"Let blow this joint and go to my place." Brock suggested.
"I can't, my husband is in charge of this thing", referring to the golf tournament.
"You know he and my dad are in the bar right now, well on their way to getting plastered, he will never miss you."
Addison knew he was right. "Why the hell not," she thought. "He won't leave this place until they close the bar. Might as well have some fun with a young hard cock." She told herself. The sexual content of their conversation had her a bit aroused already.
Without warning, Brock pulled her in tight and kissed her passionately. His hand found its way up Addie's blouse and began mauling one of her massive tits. She reached down and grabbed hold of his cock through his slacks. "Nice" she thought to herself.
This continued for a few minutes until they thought they heard someone approach. They returned to their proper seats in the cart and Addison drove toward the parking lot, him with a woody, and her with a wet pussy and hard nipples. She parked the cart and they each went to their cars. Addie followed Brock to his apartment.
They entered and Brock swept her into his arms and kissed her deeply.
"Let's have a drink." Addie said pushing him off her a bit.
