Author's note- I want to encourage my readers to visit the first part of this story, written nearly ten years ago if for no other reason than to set the tone for this story. Although this one can stand alone, both go hand in hand and might make for an extra long tease, whether you're a boy or girl! This story chronicles a dalliance between a long married couple and a college age girl, met quite by accident, but with very erotic results.
Some people have written in, asking if there was a sequel to "Keep me Awake" as well as some of my other adventuresome stories. There is always a sequel to everything and after my long absence from Literotica, I decided to play catch up. So please sit back and let me describe to you another night not so terribly long ago in which my wife and I once again shared a young beauty that captivated us both.
I reached the door as I heard her clogs thump up the wood steps. Karla smiled through the screen albeit nervously. "Hi Ted" she chirped, "You gave good directions. Gee, it's really nice up here!"
Grinning, I opened the screen, admitting my obviously nervous playmate from last month. As she crossed the threshold, I noticed we were the same height, due to those clunky clogs. I gave her a hug and she enfolded herself into my welcoming arms. The musk was the same. I inhaled deeply into her hair, my hands around her waist. "Thanks so much for coming up, Karla. We were just talking about you." I spoke softly into her ear, already wanting to reach down further to cup that soft round bottom, so recently host to my base desires.
Reluctantly we parted. I tossed her sweater on the Lazy Boy as I led her into the kitchen. She chose a chardonnay from the fridge about the time my suddenly wakeful cat appeared by the breakfast nook. Karla stooped over to pet my little office helper, her Capris tightening around that oh so delightful ass, soft round breasts rising in her striped crew neck top. "Is Marie here?" she asked as she scratched the cat's chin, which began purring loudly.
I explained that my wife and I had been chatting on the phone and that she'd be in very shortly as I watched her straighten and replenish her wineglass. I let her get acquainted with the cat and surroundings as I retrieved my glass from the study. I stood beside my desk struggling to regain some measure of composure. Unbidden memories flooded my mind. Karla's ass trembling as Marie tongued her, teasing her, forcing Karla to want it, those almost juvenile nipples so hard yet suckable, that wet flowing slit surrounding my staff so full of need, wanting release yet wanting to prolong every second of the experience all at the same time, blood pounding in my temples, Marie's smoky look from the end of the couch with Karla's wetness reflecting on her chin and neck. And then poised over that young girl, her hand urgently reaching down to guide me to her...
I felt hands on sliding up my chest from behind and soft girl boobs rubbing my back. She'd removed her clogs and sidled up silently during my reverie. "Forget something? You seem lost." She giggled softly. I turned, now leaning back against the desk. She stood on tiptoe and I kissed her, just a lip's worth of kiss, my mouth suddenly dry. She smiled and hand and hand we left the study.
Marie came clattering in from the garage, makeup bag and purse in one hand, the other still on the doorknob when she spotted me standing at the sink. "Hey Boy I'm home!" she boomed, "I don't know what I need first, you or a long hot bath, I suppose we could do both if you".........her words trailed off as Karla stepped in from the screened porch. Marie stared thunderstruck. "My God, we were just talking about you. Is it really you?" Karla and I laughed, Marie joining a second later in obvious delight. Karla rushed over and hugged her, Marie's bags falling to the floor, forgotten. I joined the group hug as the girls began chattering, then going down the hall to the bathroom. Marie called out to me for wine and to fetch the Uno box. Presently, I heard the sound of the tub filling. I spread the contents of the Uno box on the counter by the stove and rolled a small one, the hempen mixture sticky on my fingers. I heard the girl's voices echoing in the bath chamber over the roar of the water as I made up a tray and balanced the contents down the hall.
Entering, I beheld my girl's lithe nudity stepping into the tub, one hand holding Karla's as she tested the water, then settling in. I handed the girls their wineglasses and fired up the concoction, inhaling deeply. Karla half turned, accepting the proffered number, as I looked hungrily at Marie's body framed in the water and steam. She daintily tipped back her glass all the while looking at me with merriment in her eyes. "What a most unexpected surprise this is, Mr. I've got a secret" she intoned huskily. "How long have you been planning this?"
I just laughed and then again as Marie pushed her pelvis to the surface, giving it a wiggle. Then, "I hear you two have had time to visit, how 'bout letting me catch up?" I took the hint and retreated, closing the door and retracing my steps. Outside, an evening breeze began, shivering the Bradford pears and rippling the monkey grass at the back landing. I could hear a truck off in the distance on the highway, pulling the long grade as I gazed up at the stars beyond the screened porch, feeling the spreading warmth in my belly and in my mind. Seeing Marie always excited me, my adventurous lover, and remembering the recent event in Atlanta inflamed me. The soft sensuous curve of Karla's belly, that little bit of baby fat still in her thighs and the downy softness of her silken blonde hairs on the small of her back, the smell of their combined excitement in that corner room- an elixir that could never be bottled, only sensed. Unbidden, a fantasy of caressing both from behind, running my hands up their bellies, then plunging down to the forbidden furrows, hearing the sharp intakes of breathe as I part their furs and tapping their intimates, briefly dallying with hardening clits, only to flee up to breasts swollen in sudden arousal, cupping their firmness while licking soft necks and gently tonguing girl napes where the softest of hairs spring eternal.
In my smoke addled reflections, I suddenly became aware of my surging member, slickness in my boxers and wetness on my belly. Anticipation can be a powerful aphrodisiac. The night was young and full of promise. I wanted to think no further than the next thought, to savor each event, to give and accept every loving embrace and caress, recognizing how lucky I was. Had not Marie been insistently inquisitive after we ended up at the modeling studio, what transpired and that yet to come might only be a fantasy, and, as said in song, fading faces in a waking dream. It seemed time for music. Going into the den, I put some light jazz on the whole house system. Karla appeared, going to her car for her overnight bag. "I brought some jammies you might like to see" she called over her shoulder, punctuated with that endearing little giggle of hers. "Marie's in the bedroom, getting hers on now."
Marie was standing at the chiffarobe, the old leaded mirror reflecting a chiffon teddy she held up to her front, her brow furrowed. Without her makeup, her pageboy couldn't quite conceal the crows feet at the corners of her eyes, but the long coltish thighs and high firm butt were still that of a schoolgirl's and naked to my admiring perusal. I suddenly remembered a night we stopped at Murphy Candler Park on a dirt road by the water. We were in my old push button Valiant with a front bench seat. We had kissed, done a little petting as if we were teenagers, as recently we'd been. As the windows fogged up on that autumn eve, Marie slid her cotton panties off, raised her skirt and climbed on to me as I faced her, my legs straddling the transmission hump. A kiss, full of longing, exploring tongues searching as we gasped for breath. Her blouse unbuttoned, bra pushed up, pale firm orbs begging to be squeezed, the firm rubbery tips pointed in their arousal. My jeans bunched at the knees, maleness at full flame with the naugahyde seat cold on my ass but her hot sopping furrow rubbing up and down my shaft, coating me, her smell enveloping the interior, her clit catching my rim only to spring proud as she swooshed down anew. The mutual assent to merge came in unison, a nod of our heads, only to find her entrance so constricted from want I could barely enter. Marie climaxed right then, unable to hold out, her juices uncontrollable, my cock lancing upward in a desperate plunge. She commenced a frantic rocking, hips pistoning and straining to and fro, strumming her G, impaled on my shaft and forcing my explosion. We didn't stop even as pleasure turned to pain. Our cums pooled on the seat cover below as we rode a new wave to the top, yelling like the kids we were. Shaking, collapsing, and then a flashlight beam penetrating the fogged over gloom as the policeman tapped on the window....
