Disclaimer: All characters in this story are of legal age.
Chapter 2: Ryan takes it to the next level
I woke up early Monday morning with a yawn and rolled onto my back. The events of the weekend began running through my mind and I thought to myself, "Did it really happen? Had my best friend's mother really sucked my cock?"
It almost seemed surreal, like a dream. I pulled back the blanket and hopped out of bed and got into the shower and began planning my next move. I would have to get Carmen alone with me again, but how I couldn't figure out.
After the shower I made my way up to the kitchen. Peter and Carmen were already up, Peter hiding behind his newspaper at the table.
"Good morning everyone," I said with a smile on my face and went to get a cup of coffee.
"Morning," Peter grunted behind his paper and Carmen standing by the sink also mumbled a greeting but didn't look at me.
Carmen was wearing a tight, silky nightgown that was low cut, held up by two thin straps and laced up at the bust. The gown came down about mid-thigh on her, but she had a matching short sleeved cover up on that she had tied loosely around her and it only partial concealed the gown and her alluring figure. I had been in this house on hundreds of occasions and had seen Carmen in many different nightclothes, but never the morning after she had sucked the juice out of my balls.
Carmen tossed her head, her long black damp curls flew about her gorgeous face in wild abandon, as she walked over to the kitchen isle. God, she was so beautiful!
The thin fabric clung to her body, outlining her breasts, cupping them as my hands had the other night. Her nipples poked against the silk. I clearly remembered their shape, their size, their color -- and their taste.
Sweet. Incredibly sweet. How I had loved to lick them. Suck them. Bite gently on them while she had buried her hands in my hair and was almost sobbing my name yesterday.
My erection was swift and almost painful. I strode across the room and was standing right behind her. I glanced down at her ass, and saw the gown also clung tightly to her buttocks. Her bottom was perfect, it looked like it could have belonged to one of the girls from school, but was perhaps slightly fuller and rounder. Her legs were slim and equally as toned.
Hidden from Peter's eyes by the kitchen isle and his paper, I moved my right hand down the small of Carmen's back and beyond, slightly up to the rise of her buttocks.
Carmen hissed, "Stop it!"
But I ignored it and let my right hand slid down over her buttock.
"You look gorgeous this morning," I whispered, closing in behind her letting my large frame tower over this petite housewife.
Carmen's eyes darted toward the kitchen table where Peter was enjoying his newspaper.
I put my hands on her hips and nuzzled the nape of her neck with my mouth and tongue.
"Ryan, don't!" Carmen whispered, quickly turning around.
"One little kiss to begin the day," I whispered back, pulling her toward me and seeking her lips.
"Peter is right here," she protested almost inaudible.
"I don't care," I insisted, my lips landing on her moist lips. I plied her lips with mine and then slipped my tongue into her mouth. Carmen tried to break away but I knotted a handful of hair behind her neck to prevent it. I could feel the tension in her body and after a few seconds I slid my left palm over the front of her right breast before I let her go.
Carmen looked shocked at my actions, but before she could say something Peter's phone rang.
Before long it became clear by Peter's conversation on the phone, that there were trouble at one of his banks in New York. After a minute Peter got up and said, "Sorry honey, there is a whole lot of trouble with one of the New York banks. I have to travel up to there to sort it all out. It'll probably take me a couple of days."
"It's all right, I'll help you pack," Carmen said as Peter got up and walked out of the kitchen. Before she could follow him I took hold of her arm and bend down and whispered into her ear, "Thanks for my date yesterday..."
Carmen looked shocked at me before she hurried out of the room, just as Tony walked into the kitchen.
I told him the news, but he didn't seem to care at all. Soon it became obvious why, as he told me he had another date in the evening. Hearing this I couldn't hide a grin because Carmen and I would be all alone tonight and I would have another chance at seducing her...
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