On Saturday morning I awoke with a raging hard-on. I wasn't surprised given the fantastic sex Sue Ellen and I had enjoyed the previous evening in the darkness of the neighborhood park.
As I contemplated my erection I wondered where Sue Ellen had learned to suck a cock so well. Her mouth was virtually indistinguishable from her pussy and they were both first-rate. I decided I'd have to ask her how she acquired such oral skills. In the meantime, my hard-on showed no signs of diminishing so, in the shower, I lathered up and enthusiastically washed my very hard cock while I relived last evening's events. In short order I spurted a substantial load of cum into the shower.
Feeling refreshed, I went about my Saturday's activities and spent a long, sweaty day mowing, trimming, and weeding my lawn and flower beds. While working I thought about three issues on my mind. The first was a thorny computer program at work and an algorithm that I could not get right. The second was whether to give away all of the kittens my cat had recently delivered or to keep the little gray/blue female who seemed to have her mother's sweet disposition. The third was how many more times Sue Ellen and I could enjoy each other before we were discovered with all the negative implications that would entail.
Around 2:00 p.m. I stopped for a coffee break and the algorithm simply unfolded as I stared at the flower bed I had been weeding. I leaped to my feet and ran inside to grab a pad of paper and a pen and I jotted down the solution to the troublesome algorithm.
I returned outside and sat down to sip my coffee while berating myself for not seeing the algorithm's solution a lot earlier than I did. In the midst of my mental self-flagellation, I winced as I felt tiny claws in my leg. Looking down I saw the blue/gray kitten struggling to climb my leg so I picked her up and sat her in my lap. She sprawled on my lap and purred loudly and I had to grin. Two issues had been resolved in the last few minutes.
Still sipping coffee, I considered Sue Ellen. She was dynamite, in the best sense of the word, sexually, but she was dynamite, in the worst sense of the word, personally and professionally.
As I finished my coffee a potential resolution to the Sue Ellen problem flashed through my mind. "Crazy John Morgan." Crazy John was a brilliant programmer who had deservedly earned the nickname "Crazy." He was a big guy with a wicked sense of humor and a penchant for self-destructive behaviors such as fooling with married women, of getting loopy on shots of whiskey, each followed by a glass of beer, of swearing at his boss, and of calling every male M.B.A he encountered in the company, "an M.B.A sonofabitch.". He had a Ph.D. in physics or math and only his towering intellect and productivity had saved him from unemployment innumerable times. I had partnered with him and even been his overseer a few times on projects. Based on those encounters, I had a hand in saving his hide a few times by arguing that we wanted him working for us and not for a competitor. I put the Sue Ellen issue to rest for the day with the thought, "I wonder if Sue Ellen would be interested in Crazy John." I took it, as a given, that Crazy John would be interested in Sue Ellen. He had a weakness for women and for an attractive one he would fall down and foam at the mouth.
Saturday passed uneventfully and Sunday was taken up with golf. In mid-afternoon I returned home to shower and to watch the final round of the week's golf tournament. While watching the tournament the phone rang and it was Sue Ellen. She greeted me and purred, "I have a few hours free. Can I stop in to see you?"
Startled, I asked, "Do you know where I live?" She affirmed that she did and described my house on Magnolia Court.
Again, I wondered just how much Sue Ellen knew about me, but I assented and urged her to come in the back door because it would be difficult, otherwise, to explain her calling on me. She demurred and pointed out that she was heavily involved in the Humane Society and she was coming to see me about both adopting the litter of kittens and having my adult female cat spayed.
My response was, "Now, wait a minute. How do you know about my cat and the kittens?"
She responded, "DUH! Your next door neighbor is the head of the county's Humane Society. He mentioned the other night at a meeting that you, his next door neighbor, should be called on about the litter of kittens."
All I could say to that was, "Oh."
Sue Ellen said, "I'll be there in ten minutes or however long it takes me to walk to your place."
Fifteen minutes later she arrived in a polo shirt and shorts looking very slim, sensuous, and desirable. I opened the door for her and closed it behind her and she smiled and stepped into my arms for a kiss.
As we kissed I pulled her polo shirt out of her waist band and slid my hands up her back. I stopped when I felt her bra and asked, "A bra?"
Sue Ellen looked stern and responded, "I am, after all, a respectable wife and volunteer for the Humane Society."
My counter to that was, "You don't need it here."
In response she unclipped the bra's front clasp and shrugged it off and I enveloped her back in a big hug while kissing her.
We broke the kiss and I used the remote to turn off the golf match and walked her to the couch and pulled off her polo and laid her down on the couch. I leaned over her and alternated licking each nipple with harder sucking of each tit. Sue Ellen urged me on with little cries of "Yes."
Within a few moments she was gasping and she asked me to remove my clothes. I did and returned to licking and sucking her nipples while she grasped my already firm cock in her right hand. I looked at her nipples which were hard and elongated and removed her hand from my cock. Then I guided the head of my cock to her right nipple and spanked the nipple with it. Then I used the head of my cock to push her nipple back into her tit and then moved to her left nipple and did the same thing. Sue Ellen grasped my cock again and sucked it while she pulled and twisted her own nipples.
She stopped sucking my cock after a few minutes and asked, "Can we do what we did Friday night?"
In response I removed my cock from her hand, pulled her upright and we lay down on the plush carpeting. I removed her shorts and panties and straddled her as I had Friday evening. With my cock in her face she grasped it and sucked it into her mouth. She commenced licking and sucking it while I stroked her luxurious bush. I was, in every sense of the word, teasing her with my fingers as I parted her bush and brushed it one way and the other.
Her sucking of my cock was so good it was unreal and I was enjoying both that and playing with her bush. Finally, she removed my cock from her mouth and said, quite distinctly, "You bastard, stop teasing and lick it!"
I responded, "Yes, Ma'am" and commenced licking her slit.
This time, in the light of day, I could clearly see her engorged clit and I greeted it with my tongue and I flicked my tongue across her clit slowly. She writhed and moaned and gasped, "More!"
Following her wants I placed my lips around her clit and alternately kissed it and gently sucked it. She humped against my face and I pretty quickly had a wet face from her secretions. Sue Ellen surprised me by lifting her legs and wrapping them around my head which effectively pinned my face and mouth in her pussy. She groaned, "Do it! O God, do it!"
I did it to the best of my ability by alternating kissing her clit and sucking it between my lips. I felt my cock sliding across her teeth as she yanked it from her mouth and she signaled her orgasm by groaning "Ugggggggggghhhhh!' as she shoved her pussy even harder into my face. By now I knew the impending signs and her orgasm hit her hard and she went rigid. The orgasm lasted a long time and I never stopped sucking her clit. Finally, the rigidity left her and she collapsed into limpness.
She lay still, moaning quietly as I, very gently, licked her overwrought clit. Her pussy lips were gaping open and showed a deep coral color. Not to be outdone by her passion, my cock was so hard I felt actual discomfort. I ceased my clit licking when she murmured, "No more. It's too intense."
I spun myself around and wrapped my arms around Sue Ellen and we kissed deeply. She was still breathing deeply from her intense orgasm. I grinned at her and said, "Girl, you can really, really suck cock. You are phenomenal."
She nodded and said, "Thank you."
I asked, "Where did you learn to do that?"
She nodded and waited a while for her breathing to return to near normal before she said, "I learned to suck cock in high school and college. It's how I kept the boys satisfied and out of my panties."