I had been doing very well in my new sales job, selling DVD's and other items from our ever-growing catalogue.
But I still found the time to visit Roger and occasionally Trevor for afternoons of fun.
Roger contacted me weekly to see if I ever had time to drop in to see him in between my busy schedule. I always had butterflies and a feeling of excitement when I had arranged to drop in to him, even if it was for a quick 10 minutes.
On this afternoon, I had got stuck in traffic and it looked as though I was not going to have time, so I called roger to let him know I probably wouldn't be over.
He begged me to make it, so I told him I would try but by the time I got there it would be a quick blowjob at best. Roger was more than happy with that.
When I arrived at his home, he would arrange a chair in the middle of his kitchen where no neighbours could spy through his living area. He would put cushions on the floor and a bed sheet. I think the sheet was to make the floor as soft as possible and to catch anything that might find it's way out of my hands or mouth. He did like to spray a little!
On the kitchen side were always a roll or two of tissues. Again for any spillages, although I liked to tease him when I saw them that he would not need them today.
He always wanted to check that I was in the right mood for fun, that I was feeling horny enough to do naughty things to this dirty old man. He need of never been concerned. If I arrived at his home, it was for one thing and one thing only. Sex.
Despite the traffic, I pulled up outside Roger's home with only 15 minutes or so to spare. I was going out that evening with my mother so I could not be late in picking her up.
Roger opened the door smiling and rubbing his already hard cock. We went into the kitchen and he stood behind me and groped me as a quickly undressed after a brief greeting.
"Feeling horny today Beth?" he asked.
"I'm ready to suck you dry if that's what you're asking." I responded.
"Ooh look at those titties!" he said as I removed my bra and started to take my skirt off
As soon as my skirt was off Roger's attention turned to my ass. He loved groping, squeezing and licking my ass. He had also fucked me anally on a couple of occasions when time was more abundant to us.
I started to moan in pleasure as he rubbed my butt and moved under and into my pussy area. I was already wet so Roger took the opportunity and started to rub my lips, inserting his middle finger into my pussy. I moaned and sank to my knees to take his cock into my mouth.
It was at this moment that I turned into a complete slut. I would lick Roger's cock up and down, staring him in the eyes and asking him how good he felt. Constantly reminding him that I wanted to taste his cum as I licked his balls and sucked him deep.
I would go down deep and fast, then keep his cock deep in my mouth so that it touched the back of my throat. I would then withdraw slowly, tickling his balls with my tongue, which I also constantly and slowly stroked. I came up slowly and tickled all around his cock with the tip of my tongue, before plunging down on him and taking him deep again. This sent Roger wild and as he panted and moaned it wasn't long before he announced he was about to cum.
Time permitting, we might at this stage stop and Roger would put his cock inside me, or go down on me while I would cum over his tongue and mouth. But on this occasion I would tell Roger to explode when he was ready and I would greedily swallow it down before hurriedly dressing and leaving with a quick "Bye, see you soon."
