This is the third and final part to this story and its probably better if you have read the first two parts so everything will make more sense. Hope you enjoy and like to hear your thoughts.
It had been about a month since I had my first sexual encounter with Sylvia on that amazing day that we spent together alone in her house and we carried on seeing each other every chance we got for the next few weeks. Over this period of time spent with Sylvia I had drifted apart from Cindy and my feeling for her were not as strong as before and I think Cindy knew this herself and we both decided that since she was going to be at college pretty soon that it was best if we just split up.
I wish all break ups could be as easy as this one and we both even stayed good friends afterwards, although I don't think this would have been the case if Cindy had known that her mother and I had been together.
So, at this point in my life I was feeling good about how things were turning out for me. My ex-girlfriend would be leaving for college tomorrow on good terms with me and this would leave me to continue my relationship with Sylvia with only her husband to worry about catching us. Not that he would cause he hasn't got a clue about most things.
I was laying in my bed thinking about how much fun Sylvia and I would now be able to have when I received a message on my phone. It was from my lover, just seeing her name appearing on my phone made me feel horny. "Hi lover. Meet me at my place at 12.00 tomorrow and don't forget to bring your tools cause I've got a job for u xxx." My cock stirred as I began to write my reply, a smile on my face as I did so.
Holding my phone in one hand and reaching down to my crotch with the other, my state of arousal was interrupted by a knock on the door. I tried to ignore it but who ever it was didn't want to leave, so I went to see who it was and made sure I had my pissed off face on so they would get the message. I opened the door and prepared to give the dirtiest look to who ever it was but my glare was met with familiar sexy eyes that quickly turned my glare into a daze.
"Cindy, I wasn't expecting you, but come on in."
I was a little surprised to see Cindy again cause I thought we had already said our goodbyes to each other the other night.
"What you doing here Cindy? I thought you would be busy packing up all your things for the big trip tomorrow."
"I'm all packed and just waiting for tomorrow, but I need to ask a favour from you," she replied.
With a puzzled look on my face I said, "sure sweetie, you know you can ask me for anything, what is it?
"Well its sort of embarrassing but here it goes, I want you to make love to me before I go to college," she said as her head dropped, obviously very embarrassed.
I couldn't understand why all of a sudden she wanted this to happen. we had been going out for quite some time and she was never ready for this and now that we had split up she throws this at me.
"What's brought this on all of a sudden?"
"I guess that I just don't want to be the only person in college that's still a virgin. If I could choose any guy to be my first then it would be my first true love, and that's you," she sweetly said as she lifted her head back up to give a little smile.
I smiled back and began remembering why I had been so hooked on her before and then thoughts about Sylvia were rushing through my head. I was thinking wicked thoughts about me having sex with her mother and now possible with the daughter. It sounded so wrong, so bad, so dirty, so arousing. then I looked back at sweet Cindy standing there looking as sexy as ever and actually wanting me to make love to her.
I didn't say another word to her, just grabbed her hand with mine and walked her to my bedroom. I don't think that there is a guy out there that could have resisted a young sexy woman like Cindy that was offering herself like this. I'm no different to any other guy, but I was still trying to justify it to myself as we entered my room.
I led her to my bed and sat her down next to me, watching her eyes watch me and feeling her fingers feel mine. She was going to say something but I didn't want us to speak at all so I covered her mouth with mine and kissed her as gently as we used to, familiarising the taste of her lips. Getting bolder, she brought her tongue into play as she opened her mouth more, tracing her tongue around my wet lips and then into my mouth.