Hot And Horny Gilf Ch 03

Note: if you haven't already, read Hot & Horny GILF Ch. 01 & 02, which are prequels to this story.

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After that first twenty-four hour period, Becki and I continued to spend a lot of time naked together, though most of it was at either her house or mine. There was the atypical occasion at work where one of us was feeling like being a little naughty or, if it was my day to drive, she might blow me on the way to or from work. Gradually, though, we started doing more than just making each other cum. We'd go out for drinks or to grab a bite or maybe catch a movie, realizing along the way that we were enjoying being together even when we weren't naked. It even reached the point where I was introduced to her children and grandchildren, who all accepted me with open arms because they saw how happy I made Becki. She made me happy, too, but we were still being pretty discreet at the office, though I don't know that it was for any specific reason other than it becoming habit.

"So what did you think about that holiday party email?" Becki asked as we were leaving work together one day.

"Honestly, it doesn't sound all that exciting," I replied, "hotel ballroom, drink tickets, semi-formal attire; it sounds like the same party we have every year."

"Discounted hotel rooms, though," she pointed out.

"So we don't have far to slip away if things get boring?" I asked.

"That's what I was thinking," she replied.

"I would love to see you all dressed up," I said, "then defile you in your pretty dress."

"There's no one I'd rather have defile me," she replied.

We talked about it more as the RSVP date approached and finally just decided that we'd not only reserve a hotel room but that we'd attend the party together and no longer try to be discreet about our relationship. On the day of the party, we checked into the hotel as soon as our room was ready and were quickly naked, trying out the king-size bed. When it was time to start getting done for the party, Becki wouldn't let me see anything that she was going to wear because she wanted to surprise me. During the time we'd been intimate, we had never really had the occasion to see each other all fancied up and, since I thought she was cute as can be even first thing in the morning, I knew she was going to be a knockout for that night. I slipped into a dark suit with a holiday-themed tie then didn't need to do much else before I was ready to go. When she was finally ready and revealed herself to me, I think my jaw just hung open because she looked absolutely stunning.

She was wearing a dark blue, sequined dress that was pretty modest aside from how form-fitting it was. Her big boobs were apparent but she wasn't showing any cleavage; likewise, her ass looked outstanding but the dress was down to her ankles. I don't know that it even crossed my mind to wonder what she had on under it because she looked so good wearing it. She was also wearing just a little makeup and only to enhance her natural beauty. When we entered the party together, a lot of heads turned and I'm sure it was because of how she looked not because we were arriving together. She got a lot of compliments and together we got a lot of inquiries regarding our status. Some people seemed surprised and wanted to know more, so we shared a squeaky clean version of how we'd ended up together, but some people claimed to have had their suspicions.

We stayed for most of the party, visited with our work friends and repeatedly shared the story of how romance had blossomed in the workplace. While we maintained a fairly innocent appearance, we both knew what was going to happen once we headed back upstairs and were regularly but discreetly updating each other on what we intended to do to each other. When we finally quietly slipped out, we were both pretty revved up and ready to get naked again. Back in the room, she asked me if I could unzip the back of her dress while she unhooked the strap behind her neck. She then turned to face me, stepping back as she released her dress and the whole thing slipped easily down her body and pooled at her ankles. While my jaw had hung open when I'd first seen her in the dress, my eyes may have bugged out when it dropped. Beneath it, she was wearing a garter belt holding up her thigh-high stockings, a sexy, lacy bra that held up her tits but also provided a lot of cleavage and, as it turned out, a pair of thong panties...and they all matched.

While I stood there gawking at her, she leaned forward to accentuate her ample cleavage then straightened up and spun so that I could see that her ass was split by a thin strip of material. She smiled at my reaction, I assume feeling that the investment in that lingerie had been worth it. My cock was rigid in my suit pants as I stared at her so, when I finally got moving, I picked her up and carried her to the bed. She wrapped her legs around me as I got on the bed on my knees and moved to the center, where I lay her down on her back. I unzipped my pants and extracted my cock from my underwear, then lowered myself over her as I pulled her panties aside. Slipping into her, I wasn't surprised the she was dripping wet and it felt outstanding as I fully embedded my cock within her. We brought our lips together and started making out as I slid my cock slowly in and out of her hot, wet pussy.

There had never been a problem with Becki getting me fired up sexually but seeing her in that lingerie may have raised my arousal to a new level. I don't know if just wearing it also had her pretty worked up or if it was just my reaction to it but she was moaning steadily from the moment I slipped into her, despite our tongues still exploring each other's mouths. She did ultimately end up pulling her mouth from mine and pressing her face into my neck as I fucked her longer and harder. She was raising her hips to meet my incoming thrusts and, though I was giving her the full length of my cock, I was by no means pounding her pussy. I was starting to wish I'd taken my jacket off as we continued fucking but I wasn't intending to stop to remedy that oversight. I wasn't exactly uncomfortable but it was a bit warm and a bit restrictive as I continued to fuck her which, while not necessarily distracting, definitely wasn't ideal. As it turned out, she was having no such issues and, though I could feel her pussy becoming even hotter and wetter the longer I was fucking her, I did not realize how close she was to cumming.

I was mostly thinking about how awesome her hot pussy was feeling as my cock slid in and out of it, very little about how I should have at least removed my jacked if not all of my clothes and not at all about whether Becki was close to cumming so, when she suddenly let out a cry and started shaking below me, I was pleasantly surprised. I continued to fuck her as she was cumming and it appeared to be her typical long and intense orgasm. Once she'd finished cumming, though, I straightened up on my knees with my stiff cock sticking out in front of me, shiny with her juices, and stripped off my jacket. I'd already loosened my tie but it was still around my collar so I pulled that off and unbuttoned my shirt while gazing down at her hotness laid out before me. Her panties had moved back to mostly cover her pussy so, once I had my shirt off, I slipped her panties off then lowered my head to briefly lick her pussy. She moaned as I slurped up her juices but I wanted to continue fucking her so I didn't linger as long as I typically would have.

When I straightened up again, I had her roll over onto her knees with her head down on the bedspread and her ass up in the air. I hadn't brought any lube along and, if she had, it wasn't anywhere nearby so fucking her ass would have to wait until the next morning, probably in the shower. Instead, I guided my still throbbing cock into her hot, wet pussy from behind, slipping in until my hips were touching her ass. I was holding her hips as I started to slowly slide my cock in and out of her once again but, once I had a good rhythm going, I moved my hands forward and unfastened her bra. Once it had gone slack, it still hung there on her shoulders so I slipped my hands up under the cups to fondle her dangling tits. It felt like, once I got my hands on that soft, smooth flesh, my cock grew even harder. I know for sure, though, that she started moaning louder and pushing back harder as I fondled her titties.

I knew well enough by this point that, after her first orgasm regardless of how quickly it happened, the subsequent ones were typically even quicker. I could feel my own orgasm gradually building, especially as she was pushing back harder and faster, but I was certain that she'd be cumming again before I did. Naturally, I had no problem with this and already knew what I planned to do once she'd finished cumming. I fondled her tits until I knew she was really close then straightened up so that I could thrust into her each time she pushed back while also gazing down at her sweet ass, which jiggled slightly each time it contacted my hips. She was pushing back rhythmically then stopped abruptly and started shaking but I went ahead and continued thrusting into her as she was cumming. I savored the increased flow of lubrication and, despite how incredible it felt, I did not continue fucking her once she'd finished cumming.

Slipping my cock out of her again, I had her roll back over onto her back, which she did while removing her bra. I finally slipped out of my pants and underwear while also removing my socks, then straddled her ribs and lay my cock between her tits. Taking one in each hand, I squeezed my cock between them then slowly started to fuck her cleavage. It felt so incredible, even after fucking her hot, wet pussy, that I knew I'd never get tired of fucking her luscious tits. I was running my thumbs over her thick, hard nipples not because I wanted to keep her fired up necessarily, but more because that's what I normally would do as I was holding her tits. She was watching my cockhead as it peeked repeatedly from her cleavage, awaiting the impeding spew of cum.

She knew me well enough by this point that she had a good idea when I was getting close to cumming, whether fucking her tits, fucking her pussy or fucking her mouth. As I felt myself reaching the verge of cumming, she didn't miss whatever my tell was and opened her mouth, sticking out her tongue in hopes of catching some of my cum. My cock swelled even more just before I reached that final moment then I started spurting with a moan. I think it was due in part to having fucked her to two orgasms already and in part to her incredibly sexy lingerie that I ended up shooting my first spurt not only onto her tongue but up on her lip and cheek as well. When it was clear that my subsequent spurts wouldn't reach that far, she swallowed what she'd caught on her tongue and licked what she could from her face. I continued to fuck her tits until I was fully spent then released them but continued to fondle them for a moment before moving off to the side and lying beside her.

"You were really worked up, I guess," she said as she was cleaning the cum off her cheek and licking it from her finger.

"You have that effect on me," I replied, "You should know that by now."

"I'm glad that my new lingerie was a hit," she said.

"I would like to see you in that every chance we get," I replied, "but if you wear it to work, I'll probably have to fuck you right on your desk."

"I'm absolutely certain that I'd enjoy that," she said, "but we'd probably both need to start looking for new jobs. I'd rather keep working with you so I will behave and we can save this for when we're alone."

"For now, though," I requested, "please leave on the garter belt and stockings until we're ready for bed."

"Okay then," she said. We lay there for just a few more minutes before getting up to get ready for bed as it was pretty late already. We shared the sink and mirror in the bathroom but my attention was more on her reflection and her ass framed by the garters than it was on getting myself done. She didn't fail to notice when we were nearly finished that my cock was already pretty stiff again. At my age, this wasn't always a common or an easy accomplishment.

"I guess there's still something we need to do before we go to sleep," she said, taking it in her hand and causing it to stiffen further, "Why don't you take a seat?"

I sat on the lid of the toilet and she turned away from me, maneuvering her ass toward my lap. She reached between her legs and gripped my cock, lowering herself onto it as I held her waist to steady her. Our moans echoed through the tiled room as her hot pussy once again engulfed my stiff cock. My hands slipped up to cup her big titties as she began to move up and down on my cock, one hand braced on my knee and the other caressing her clit. Her pussy was just as hot and wet as it had been earlier but, if she was also working on her pussy in addition to riding my cock, I suspected that she was pretty worked up again and eager to cum. I was just savoring the feel of her titties in my hands and her hot, wet pussy sliding up and down my tool. We'd fucked in bathrooms before but never in a hotel bathroom since we'd never stayed together in a hotel prior to this. It was another sexual experience to add to our growing repertoire and we'd yet to have a less than satisfactory experience together. I loved not only how free-spirited she was when it came to sex but also that she wasn't shy about how much she enjoyed it and how often she wanted it. There had been other times when we could easily have taken our activities to the closest bed but, instead, just went for it right where we were.

Even though it had been a little while since her last orgasm, I still knew that it wouldn't take long for her to cum again. She was riding me harder and faster the longer she was on my cock as her moaning was continuing to get louder and longer. I could feel her pussy becoming hotter and wetter and, though I could feel the stirrings of another orgasm myself, I was certain that she'd cum again before I did. My hands remained on her bouncing titties but I did glance over toward the mirror a few times to watch them bouncing in profile. When she finally dropped down onto my lap and just sat there, she was so quiet that I don't even think she was breathing at that moment. That changed when she suddenly cried out and her body started shaking. It was another of her typical long and intense orgasms. Once she stopped cumming, she remained seated on my cock until she'd recovered and had caught her breath then she stood, my cock slipping out of her.

"Let's trade places," she suggested as I was staring at her nearly naked body, my rigid cock still standing at attention. I stood and she sat where I had been, reaching for my cock and stroking it as I brought it closer to her. Holding the base, the aimed my cock at her mouth and engulfed it, causing me to moan. She immediately started working her oral magic on my throbbing tool and I was certain that I'd be blowing a load down her throat in no time at all. She was such an amazing cocksucker and she'd told me more than once how much she enjoyed having a stiff cock in her mouth then swallowing a hot load of cum. I was more than happy to provide her with ample opportunities to experience both. Again, I glanced over at the mirror and watched her sucking my cock from a different perspective, which was surprisingly arousing. Had my cock not already been fully rigid, watching her sucking it would have fixed that.

She didn't make an effort to draw out the pleasure, given that it was already so late and that we'd been going at it almost as long as we'd been back in our room. I was fine with that and enjoying the building pleasure provided both by her talented mouth and by the visual of her sucking me off. My cock was becoming thicker the closer I got to cumming but her efforts were not the least bit impacted; she just continued to slide her lips up and down my tool while gently pumping the base. Even as I exploded into her mouth with a moan, she swallowed my load while still sucking me off. Only once I was fully spent did she let my cock fall from her mouth and smile up at me.

"Outstanding, as usual," I told her as I helped her up.

"Why thank you," she replied and I couldn't help but plant a kiss on her because she was so damn cute. We finished up our ablutions then I helped her out of her garter belt and stockings so that we could get to bed. Under the covers with the lights out, she said just one more thing and it totally reminded me why I enjoyed her company so much.

"You're going to fuck my ass in the shower tomorrow morning, right?" she asked.

After confirming I absolutely would, I fell asleep with a smile on my face and I'm sure that she did, too.

To be continued?