Mrs G Pt 02

Tags Oral Sex. Older Man. MILF. Sex. Blackmail. Reluctance. Cheating.

Mrs G Pt 2

Carol and her car get serviced.

"Don't forget your car is booked in for a service today." Nigel said.

He cuddled up against his wife's back as she stood facing the kitchen bench. One arm snaked around her midriff while the other slipped down between their bodies so he could fondle her ass.

"I haven't forgotten from when you reminded me ten minutes ago." Carol replied in a sing song voice before she cautioned him. "You do realise your daughter is in the next room."

"She's talking to her friend on her phone so we've got ten minutes." Nigel stopped playing with his wife's ass and tried to push his hand inside her pants.

"That's enough of that." Carol grabbed his wrist then twisted out of his embrace. "I think you had more than enough play time earlier this morning."

"But that was ages ago..." Nigel whined like a little child then broke into a broad grin as he tried to grab her again.

"No," Carol said firmly as she held her husband away at arms length. "Shelby's going to her girlfriends house tonight so we will be alone." She relaxed her arms and pulled him closer. "So save your devious thoughts until then. You can spend all day thinking about what you are going to do to me."

Carol lent in and let her lips brush Nigel's as a tease before she pulled away.

"Now off you go and earn me some money."

Nigel collected his laptop case from the kitchen table and headed out the door. He couldn't help but break into a big smile and then he started whistling. He wasn't sure what had happened with his wife in the last month but he hoped it continued.

Carol watched him go and allowed herself a moment of satisfaction. It was fleeting as the guilt of what had happened four weeks ago came rushing back. She'd woken up mid afternoon still face down on her bed. When she rolled over and sat up she had seen a wet spot on the bottom sheet. Panic had set in as the enormity of what had happened struck her. The sheets were stripped from the bed and put in the wash. Next Carol turned her attention to cleaning herself. Standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom it had been a relief to see there were no marks on her body. However her pubic hair was a matted mess of dried cum and little dribbles of fluid still came from her inflamed pussy.

A shower had washed away the external stuff but the internal grime lingered. At times she'd felt the only way to remove it was to confess her sins. In the end the cataclysmic damage that would bring to her life always outweighed Carol's need for absolution. Instead she opted to compensate her loved ones in other ways. She had loosened the reins considerably on the oversight of her daughters life. While at the same time ensuring any need of her husband was met. Even some he didn't realise he had.

Ramon had held up his end of the bargain. There was not even a hint of an impropriety between them. If anything he was more respectful and perhaps more distant. No knowing looks or sly attempts to touch her. Though Carol was loath to admit to herself, there was a slight amount of disappointment that he hadn't acknowledged or shown some sign of appreciation of what had happened. The sexual release she had achieved had surpassed anything she had experienced before. Despite intensive efforts nothing had come close since. Nigel just didn't have the equipment or the stamina to give her the rolling peaks she had ridden to unconsciousness.

"I'm heading off mum." Shelby's announcement brought Carol back to reality.

"Okay dear, when will you be home?"

"Sometime Sunday."

"That's two nights."

"Yeah."

"Okay honey have fun."

Carol waited for the front door to close before she went upstairs. She followed her daughters progress down the street from the bedroom window until she disappeared from view. After lowering the blind Carol removed her clothes and got on the bed. She put a pillow between her legs then rolled onto her front. As her hips began undulating and her fingers manipulated her sex she whispered.

"Fuck me Ramon, fuck me..."

At ten o'clock Carol pulled in the yard of Felix's Auto Service and Repair. After handing over her keys Felix's apprentice took her down to Main Street. Marshall was the young black kids name and he had gone to school with Shelby.. The young man opened the passenger door for Carol so she could get in. She watched him as he walked around the front of the vehicle. He'd always been a tall skinny kid whose limbs seemed out of proportion to the rest of his body. He had started to fill out and Carol found herself picturing him naked. Perhaps his limbs weren't the only thing out of proportion.

My god stop it, Carol silently admonished herself by squeezing her hands tightly so the nails dug into her palms. They made small talk along the way to Carol's destination. Like pretty much everyone else in town Marshall called her Mrs G. The name had stuck with her since the six year stretch she spent as a teachers aid at the local school. It hadn't ever bothered her before. After Carol's encounter with Ramon and his frequent use of her abbreviated name it took on a new context, especially coming from the strapping young man sitting beside her.

Carol knew the service was going to take most of the day so she'd planned her day accordingly. First it was a booking at the day spa. A haircut, facial, and a massage. Next was a lunch date with two of her girlfriends. They had a great meal and lots of laughs. Carol had ordered a glass of wine but when she got a text from Felix explaining the car wouldn't be ready until after five she said to her friends.

"We'd better get a bottle."

Filling in the afternoon was tougher. She had a buzz up from the wine which helped her window shopping but by four her stamina was flagging. That's when she walked past the lingerie shop. It had been ages since she'd had a proper bra fitting and she knew the old lady who owned the shop always took her time to get it right. It would be a perfect way to pass the remaining time.

When Carol walked inside she realised the old lady didn't own the place any more. There was new decor and the advertising posters were way to racy for Mrs Harboard. The young girl behind the sales counter had very short purple hair and a nose ring. She wore a white t-shirt with black jeans. On the shirt was a prominent rainbow pin.

"Can I help you?" She asked brightly.

"Um, I um, I came in for a fitting. I haven't had one for a while and Mrs Harboard used to, um do all the measurements and..." Carol stumbled over her words.

"Yeah I can do that." The girl said turning and pointing to a couple of framed documents on the wall behind her. "I've done all the company courses."

"Okay," Carol couldn't hide the uncertainty in her voice.

"Great. If you go down to the fitting room." The girl pointed to a door at the rear of the shop. "Take you blouse and you'll find a robe hanging on the back of the door. I've just got to wait for my assistant to get back to mind the counter then I'll be there. It should only be five minutes."

It was more like ten minutes before the girl came into the change room. She had a clipboard and a tape measure hanging around her neck.

"Okay, just a few questions first. When was your last fitting?"

"Um, so long ago I can't remember."

"More than five years?"

"Yes."

Do you have any problem areas, rubbing or back pain?"

"No."

"Have you had any surgery to enhance or reduce your breast size?"

"No."

"Do you have any issues with me touching your breasts? Would you like anyone else present during this fitting."

"No, and definitely not."

"Great, sorry about the last one but it's just with this," she pointed to the rainbow pin, "it's best to be clear on that point. Now if you'll just sign at the bottom we'll get started."

Carol put her signature at the bottom of the form then passed the clipboard back to the girl.

"You don't recognise me do you Mrs G?" The girl asked as she flipped over to a new page.

"No, I can't say I do."

"Karen, Karen Spencer. You helped me with my remedial reading in junior high."

"Oh right yes I can see it now, but didn't you have..." Carol pointed to her own eyes.

"Glasses? Yes I did but I use contacts now. Okay time to take off the robe."

Carol shrugged it off her shoulder and placed it on a chair close by. Karen got her to turn around slowly then stopped her. She pointed out several ways that the bra she was wearing was not fitting properly. Then she asked Carol to remove it. Once she had Karen confirmed she was alright to touch her before gently manipulating her breasts.

"This is a purely professional opinion Mrs G. I just want to say you have a really impressive pair of breasts."

"They are not what they used to be."

"They are nearly in perfect symmetry. I think most of the ladies that come into this shop would give anything to have them." Karen picked up the discarded bra and studied the label. "But I can tell you that today was your last day as a D cup."

Carole walked out of the shop with four new everyday bras. Plus one sexy one with matching panties and thigh high stockings. It would be a surprise for Nigel when they went to the golf club dinner next Saturday night.

Marshall was double parked in Felix's truck out the front. Once she'd put her shopping bag on the back seat Carol climbed in the passenger side.

"Looking good Mrs G."

"Thank you Marshall but there's no need to tell fibs." Carol replied enjoying the compliment and fishing for another.

"No lie Mrs G. You are smoking hot. The new haircut really suits you."

"Well, thank you Marshall."

"Yeah, Mr G is a lucky man."

"Maybe you should remind him of that next time he comes in. I'm not sure Mr G appreciates what he's got."

"I tell you what Mrs G if I was a bit older and got the chance I'd appreciate you all night long."

The words were out of Marshall's mouth before he had a chance to consider the consequences if Carol didn't take it as a joke.

"Who said you have to be older, I might like them young." As she replied Carol lent over and poked her finger into Marshall's ribs.

They both laughed uncomfortably as they had second thoughts about what they'd said. Luckily they were almost at their destination so there was no chance for any further conversation. Marshall parked Felix's truck, said goodbye to Carol then started his walk to the bus stop. As he did he mulled over Carol's last statement. Was it an invitation? Could he have pushed it further? He'd meant what he said. He'd fuck Mrs G in a New York minute if he got the chance. As would have any red blooded male under seventy in the town. She was a MILF in her prime. If the girl he was meeting tonight didn't put out he'd be jerking off to the image in his head of Mrs G.

Behind him Carol was relieved Marshall had laughed. She couldn't fathom what had possessed her to say such a thing to the young man. You shouldn't do any more day drinking Carol thought as she walked into the service centre. Her car still had the bonnet up and Felix was bent over with his head under it. He shoes echoed on the concrete floor so as she got closer Felix stood up and looked towards her.

"Perfect timing." He said as he pulled a rag from the back pocket of his coveralls and wiped his hands. "Just got it finished. You go to the office. I might just close the main door. There's been some kids hanging around the last few nights and I don't want them sneaking in and pinching tools while we print out the invoice."

Carol went to the area where the receptionist worked from during office hours while Felix closed the door. She surreptitiously watched him walk back via a mirror on the wall. He was built very differently to his son. Ramon was thin, prior to him fucking her unconscious Carol would have called him weedy. Felix had a squat swarthy appearance. There was a certain power and presence driven by his thick arms and legs. It was slightly diminished when he turned side on and a protruding round belly dominated his profile. Then there was the thinning hair and his comical little beard that clung to the end of his chin.

"Keep going into my office." Felix said motioning towards a door behind the reception area. Carol went through first and Felix followed closing the door behind them. The room immediately made Carol feel uneasy. There was a desk with a chair either side. The walls were mostly covered with either pictures of cars or naked women. To one side was a leather lounge that looked to have seen better days partly covered with a blanket.

"Take a seat," Felix pointed to the chair closest to the door while he went around the other side. "You know it's just as well it's late and the others have gone home because I have a personal matter to discuss with you."

The hairs on the back of Carol's neck stood up. Felix's stubby fingers moved over the keyboard of a desktop computer in front of him while he peered at the screen through some grubby reading glasses perched on the end of his nose.

"The other afternoon I had to duck home to pick something up and Ramon was home. He was air casting some video to the main television while jerking off." Felix paused to peer at Carol as he pushed the flat screen around so she could see it as well. "I guess what I want to know Mrs G is what is going on between you and my son?"

Carol mouth opened as she looked at the screen but no words came out. There in glorious colour was Ramon's long cock squirting it's load of cum all over her face before she sucked on the head. The clip finish and was replaced with a back view of her ass as Ramon fucked her from behind. The soundtrack with Carol saying how she loved his cock was quite clear. The vision panned up over her back and focused on a family portrait sitting on Carol's dressing table.

"Shut it off please." Carol implored.

"The best one's up next."

It was Carol naked facedown on the bed. She looked to be asleep. The camera panned along her body then the cameraman moved to the end of the bed. The final shot tightened up on her red pussy lips and the dribbles of cum running out of it.

"I didn't know... I ... it was a mistake and, and then he forced me."

"It didn't look like he was forcing you. You said you loved his cock."

"Yes but that was..." Carol was trying hard to think of an excuse when Felix changed the subject.

"Have you told your husband, your daughter?"

"No, no I can't, Ramon said he wouldn't say anything. I didn't know about this." Carol pointed to the screen. "You can't tell anyone Felix, you can't." She pleaded.

"I have no intention of telling anyone about this Mrs G. In fact I made sure Ramon deleted all the files and had no copies."

Carol's relief at Felix's pledge was short lived as he got out of his chair and moved around the desk to stand beside her. She dropped her head when his hand gently touched her shoulder. Tears rolled off her cheeks and splashed down onto her hands clasped tightly in her lap. Even as the touch became a reassuring squeeze she felt in her bones the hammer was about to fall.

"I'll delete them as well. No one will ever see them." Felix said softly and he crouched beside the weeping woman. "With a few key strokes they will cease to exist." His hand moved so his fingers were under her chin and he lifted it so they were looking directly at each others face. "You just have to do some things for me. Things I think you are going to like... maybe even love, eventually."

"No I can't, not again." Carol said, her voice barely a whisper.

"Come on, do you really want to blow up your family over this?" As he spoke Felix's other hand touched Carol's leg just below her knee. As he continued it travelled higher under her skirt. "Ramon told me you came a lot for him. I bet you've been thinking about that since huh?"

Carol didn't trust her voice. Ramon's fingers were lightly stroking her inner thigh. Deep down she already knew what was going to happen.

"You ever cum like that before? Huh? I saw Mr G a couple of days ago," Felix continued speaking softly like a hypnotist. "He had a big ass smile on his face Mrs G. I know that smile. That was the smile of a man getting a lot more pussy than he's used to. You're like a junkie chasing that feeling aren't you?"

The mechanics hand had moved higher. His finger now sliding along the band at the edge of Carol's panties. She could feel the wetness in her pussy as it started to get ready for what was to come. Carol surrendered to the feeling. Relaxing her tense muscles, opening her legs wider inviting Felix to take her.

"Yeah, that's right. I got you Mrs G." Felix took the invitation, shuffling closer so he could cup her whole sex with his hand. Feeling the moisture seeping into the material of her panties. "I got you. We are gonna have some fun."

Felix continued rubbing Carol's pussy through her panties until the front of them was soaking wet. Carol had her eyes closed but she could feel Felix's intense gaze on her face as he manipulated her sex. Her peak wasn't far away when suddenly he withdrew his hand and stood up. She found herself grasping at thin air, trying to capture the hand that had been pleasuring her. She looked up at Felix staring down at her. A little smile of triumph on his lips.

The pleading look in the housewife's eyes told Felix that he had won. There would be no more fight in her tonight. It was time to show her the prize she had won. He pulled open the front of his coveralls and shrugged them off his shoulders. Underneath he wore a white t shirt that was stretched tight over his pod belly. Felix wasn't proud of his physique. He knew he'd let himself go. Luckily for him it was what hung underneath that kept the ladies coming back for more. He pushed the coveralls, his shorts and underwear down to his knees. Then grasping his cock he waved it in front of Carol's face.

"He you go Mrs G. This is what you've been craving." Felix lent in closer so he could swipe the thick purple head across her lips. "Why don't you have a little taste? Get it ready to stretch you out again."

Carol's hand came up and her fingers replaced Felix's on his cock. She began to opened her mouth then she hesitated.

"You promise to delete Ramon's pictures?"

"Oh yeah, just like it never happened." Felix assured her as he put his hand on top of her head and pulled it forward onto his dick.

Carol's senses were overwhelmed as Felix's cock filled her mouth. She could smell his body odour and taste his sweat. Her initial response was to try and pull back but Felix's firm grip prevented that. He held Carol's head still while he pumped his cock back and forth. The saving grace for Carol was it wasn't going too deep because the top of her head would hit Felix's fat belly.

"That's it Mrs G," Felix encouraged her as he eased the pressure on her head so it began to move on its own. "Yeah, good girl... you like sucking dick don't cha baby... big Mexican dick."

Carol didn't realise she'd become the aggressor until Felix pulled back and she found herself leaning forward in the chair trying to maintain contact.

"Easy Mrs G. We're just getting organised."

The Mexican mechanic kicked off his boots and stepped out of his coveralls. He helped Carol to her feet and removed her skirt, panties and top. She was waiting to be bent over the desk but Felix sat down in the seat she had just vacated. He sat back so his thick cock jutted up clear of his gut.

"Get back to what you were doing." Felix ordered pointing to the floor between his legs.

Carol moved her discarded skirt to the patch of floor in front of Felix with her foot then knelt on it. She couldn't help but compare the cock in front of her face to Ramon's. It was every bit as big as his sons, perhaps even a bit thicker at the base. There were two differences. Felix was circumcised and he wasn't shaved. Carol returned to sucking the monster in front of her using her hands to jack off what she couldn't fit in her mouth. Felix dictated her speed and when he started thrusting up as well Carol thought he was close to cumming. Part of her hoped he would so this ordeal could be over. The wetness between her legs betrayed her other desire to feel this older man's big cock stretching her pussy. Just when it seemed he had reached the point of no return Felix pushed Carol away.