BABYSIT FOR AN HOUR

My new neighbors moved in last summer. An older couple 
with no children, they are the typical suburbanites... 
both driving new cars, and they were always well 
dressed. They had the appearances of being very well 
off financially. Classy you would say. 

Steve was 64, tall, decent build, very outgoing and 
friendly. He said he was retired from Ford motor 
Company. His wife, Vicki, was a goddess. Pure and 
simple. There is no other way to describe her. 60 
years old, about 5'7", maybe 120 pounds. I know the 
words "goddess" and "60 years old" virtually never 
belong in the same sentence, but in this case...this 
woman was a Vicki LaMotta look alike. Remember her? 
Playboy Bunny centerfold at 61? No lie, other than her 
I've never seen a more beautiful woman of this age in 
my life. Her body is the most perfect creation 
imaginable. Tousled blond hair nearly down to her 
shoulders, brilliant brown eyes, creamy soft skin - 
the face of an angel. Not a wrinkle or even one age 
line. She had the same ageless grace and beauty of a 
mature, yet still gorgeous movie star. And her smile 
and friendly manner tops off the list. But where was 
I?
 
Oh yeah. The first day they moved in, I stopped over 
there to welcome them to the neighborhood. I met the 
husband outside, as he directed the movers where to 
take each box. Steve took me inside to meet his wife, 
and what I saw would change my taste in women forever. 
She was in the kitchen, her back to us, bent over 
opening a box that was on the floor. She wore cut-off 
bluejean shorts, I mean VERY cut-off. She had on a 
well-worn, nearly thread bare white T-shirt that was 
rocking hot and sexy on her. Her long slim legs 
leading to perfect crescents of her buttcheeks showing 
out from the bottom of those cut-offs were all I saw 
in that moment - everything else in the room faded 
away. I was thinking this guy robbed some cradle from 
the looks of his wife's ass and legs.

Steve spoke to her, "Honey, our new neighbor came over 
to welcome us, his name's John." With that Vicki rose 
up and turned around to face us. I stood next to 
Steve, and did my best to maintain my composure when I 
first saw her face. Standing before me, smiling, was 
the most incredibly desirable creature I had ever seen 
in my entire 42 years of life. Vicki's face was that 
of an angel. You know how some women (very few 
actually) seem to remind you of a lioness or a kitten 
or something like that? She's one of them. A very 
rare, classic beauty. "Breathtaking" and "heart 
stopping" were among the words going through my mind 
at that moment (along with a few others much more 
graphic in nature). And I think perhaps my heart did 
stop for just a moment. I have NEVER been attracted to 
older women. In fact most of my life I had always gone 
for the younger ones, but my god was Vicki different. 
The girl who was bent over in front of me was actually 
a woman, and lord what a woman. She simply stunned me.

She held out her hand as she said," Hi! I'm Vicki, 
nice to meet you!"

I know there must have been a second or two delay in 
my response, as I had to snap myself out of my 
reverie. I took her hand in mine and savored her 
tender warm hand as I spoke, "Nice to meet you, Vicki. 
And welcome, it's good to see some nice people moving 
in here. I live right next door, and if you need 
anything at all, just let me know." It was all I could 
do not to drool all over her or faint on the spot.

I thought I did rather well at maintaining control 
given the situation. You see, at the time I'd been 
alone for nearly a year. My wife of 20 years had been 
killed in an auto accident that nearly claimed us both 
two years earlier. I had spent over a month in the 
hospital, and gone to physical therapy for another 
three months. After that, I started going to the gym 
and worked at building up my body beyond the pre-
accident level. At my age, I knew it was important to 
stay in shape, and now I was in better shape than ever 
before. I worked out every other day at the gym, and 
ran a few miles every morning. With our investments 
along with a sizable insurance settlement, I no longer 
had to work.

Our children were both grown and going to college out 
of state, so I was pretty much a 'bachelor' now, and 
this vision before me reminded me all too well that 
something was missing in my life. I felt a desire that 
I had not felt in a very long time.

The three of us talked for a few minutes, before I 
excused myself to let them get back to the job at 
hand. We talked again a few days later, and over the 
course of the summer, became good friends. We helped 
each other. They filled my need for human 
companionship, and I filled their need to make contact 
in their new location.

My house has a large in-ground pool and hot tub in 
back, and I gave them a standing invitation to come 
over anytime and use it. Of course, I was hoping to 
see more of Vicki's gorgeous body. That Saturday, I 
called and asked if they had time to come over for a 
swim, and Steve said they would as soon as they got 
some things unpacked. A few hours later, they were at 
the back door, both wearing long white terry robes. I 
came out, already in my swimming suit, and offered 
them something to drink. We all had a soda, and 
settled into the lounge chairs. I wore dark sunglasses 
and waited for them to lie down before I did. Steve 
threw off his robe and flopped down first. My eyes 
nearly popped out when Vicki untied her robe and let 
it slip off her shoulders. She had on a tiny pink 
bikini top which barely concealing the nipples on her 
HUGE breasts, and the bottoms were matching booty 
shorts. I could clearly see the material of the shorts 
pulling up into the slit of her pussy, her lips on 
either side bulging. Guy's call that a 'camel toe' and 
OMG was Vicki's showing. I quickly laid face down on 
my chaise lounge. I really doubt I have to explain why 
it was face down.
 
We talked about neighborhood things, and about how 
their move was going. I learned that Vicki was taking 
off two weekends next month for dog shows. I again 
offered the use of the pool anytime either of them 
wanted to come over, and Vicki said she might take me 
up on it next week, after she got all hot and sweaty 
from running and working her dogs. No reaction from 
Steve. I tried to just keep quiet and peek at Vicki's 
body every chance I got thru the dark sunglasses. 
After about 30 minutes in the sun, I noticed a fine 
sheen of sweat covering her thighs and belly, along 
with a single glorious drop of moisture sliding down 
between her breasts. They stayed for a couple hours, 
then had to get back home to get ready to go out with 
some friends. When they left I had to jump in the cool 
water for a while to quench my desire.

Vicki was good for her word. Monday afternoon she 
knocked at the back door, asking if she could use the 
pool to cool down. I offered her a glass of tea, and 
told her sure, no problem, just come over anytime, you 
don't need to ask. I knew if I stayed out there with 
her I'd probably make a fool of myself, so I excused 
myself, saying I had some investments to track online, 
and left her to herself.

I went straight upstairs to my bedroom window and 
watched from behind the curtain. God, she was 
beautiful! Her long slim legs drove me crazy with 
desire, and her large breasts seemed about the pop the 
strings of that bikini. She dove into the water, and 
as I watched her swim and float around, I took out my 
cock and began stroking it. I fantasized while 
watching her - that I was touching her, sliding those 
booty shorts down her long glorious thighs, licking 
her beautiful pussy, sucking those hard nipples. And 
then I came... a lot. I grabbed a tissue just in time 
to keep it from spurting all over the carpet.

When Steve got home a half hour later, he must have 
found a note she left him, and came right over to the 
pool. They swam for a while before going home to eat. 
I came out long enough for them to say "thanks" and a 
quick goodbye. I wanted to make sure they felt 
comfortable enough to come back on their own whenever 
they wanted. I jokingly told them, "The only time it 
might be a problem is when I'm entertaining a female 
conquest in the hot tub. Interruptions then would have 
dire consequences!" They both laughed, knowing that I 
never entertained females, much less a 'conquest'.

In the next few days and weeks, Vicki and Steve were 
over several times, sometimes together and sometimes 
separately. Even when both were there Vicki usually 
came over a little before Steve, and I usually watched 
her glorious body from the bedroom and masturbated. 
When Steve arrived, I would come out and socialize 
with them both.

A month after they moved in, they threw a big house 
warming party and invited many of their friends over, 
along with a few select neighbors. I was invited, of 
course, and as soon as I arrived, it became obvious 
they were trying to set me up with a female friend of 
Vicki's.

Vicki met me at the door with Tara in tow. She 
introduced us, and asked Tara to take me around to 
meet all their other friends who had arrived. I'm not 
much of a party butterfly and frankly I was a little 
put off by having to meet and greet people I didn't 
know, but, well, Tara was a gorgeous woman, so I 
didn't protest. She was wearing a form fitted 
sleeveless satin dress, short enough to draw the eyes 
of every man in the room when she sat. We made small 
talk, and I learned that she was an older sister of 
one of Vicki's high school friends. Tara was 62, very 
tall and slim, but not too thin, with a good body and 
straight auburn hair nearly down to her waist. We did 
get along pretty well. I found conversation with her 
fascinating. She works as an auditor, going all over 
the country to check up on books at the branch offices 
of her company, striking fear wherever she shows up. 
Often, after Tara leaves, heads roll, or at lease 
procedures get tightened up. I found her to be very 
confident and intelligent - both traits I admire in a 
person, so she was a pleasure to be around. We ended 
up together for the entire party, having several 
drinks and dancing to the slow songs.

Tara was bold enough to invite herself over to my 
house when the party guests began leaving, on the 
pretext that I would show her my investment program on 
my computer. 

We walked across the lawn, arm in arm, both a bit 
tipsy. I showed her through the downstairs, stopping 
in the study so she could see the program I used to 
track stocks. She seemed impressed, and teasingly 
said, "I just might have to come over and audit you 
one of these nights..." as she squeezed my hand. I 
grinned, and whispered, "You're welcome anytime, you 
can audit me to your heart's content!" She smiled. 

I took her hand and led her outside to see the pool 
and hot tub, and she sat down at the edge of the pool 
with her feet dangling in the water. I squatted beside 
her, as she splashed her feet and laughed. Suddenly, 
she said, "I want to swim!" and stood up, peeling her 
dress over her head. In one fluid motion, the dress 
came off and flew to the ground behind her, and her 
naked body smoothly dove into the water, barely making 
a wave. I was in shock at what I just saw. I had no 
idea she had been completely, totally naked beneath 
her dress all evening. DAMN!!

She swam out to the middle of the pool and turned to 
me, her breasts barely below the surface, saying, "You 
coming in, or are you chicken? The water feels 
wonderful!" her voice laughing with delight.

I stood and peeled off my shirt and pants, leaving my 
boxers on. As I started to jump in, she waggled her 
finger at me, and yelled out, "Huh-uh!! NO clothing 
allowed! Strip 'em off, buster!" She laughed.

Might as well make this as quickly as possible, I 
thought, not wanting my now-hard cock to show any 
longer than necessary. As I jumped in, my pole waving 
ahead of me, I remember thinking, this girl is moving 
fast... I'm not used to this kind of openness about 
sexuality. Though I had always wanted a woman like 
this in my mind as a partner, life don't always give 
you want you think you want. I fell in love with who I 
fell in love with, and I was very happy... but I had 
married a prude. Sex was great, but my wife was never 
daring and I sooo wanted her to be. Then I shook my 
head, and said to myself smiling, hey, I've been alone 
for so long, what am I thinking? I'm not used to 
anything! Go with it.

I swam out to her and we intertwined the fingers of 
both hands, then I spread my arms apart, pulling her 
close to me. Our eyes were locked as I felt her 
nipples against my chest, the bottom side of my cock 
head brushing the soft skin of her belly. We kissed, 
floating together, and I began to feel something I 
hadn't felt in a long time. Passion. Oh sure I jacked 
off fairly regularly for relief, but honest to 
goodness passion... not in a long time. As we kissed, 
I could feel sparks of electricity flowing between us. 
I wondered if I was no becoming more attracted to 
older women. This was the second one that was easily 
making my cock hard.

I released her hands and wrapped my arms around her, 
and she began to caress my back. My hands moved over 
her back and down over the cheeks of her ass. My cock 
felt like an iron rod pressing between us as I pulled 
her ass towards me. I felt the hair of her pussy brush 
against my balls.

We floated over to where we could both touch bottom 
and she reached between us, her hand guiding my cock 
as she raised her legs to wrap her thighs around my 
hips. I could feel the tip at her entrance, barely 
between her lips. Then she wrapped both arms around my 
neck and squeezed me hard as her legs wrapped around 
me. That impaled her fully on my cock. NOTHING had 
ever felt better than her pussy wrapping itself around 
me as I slipped inside her hot wetness. She clung to 
me tightly, ankles locked behind my ass, her face 
buried against my chest as she said sexily, "OH 
YESSSSSS!! OH, GOD, that feels SO good!!!"

Knowing from past experience that the pool water would 
soon wash away any lubrication, I whispered in her 
ear, "Let's take this party inside..." as I began 
walking toward shallow water, then up the steps out of 
the pool. She clung tightly to me. My arms wrapped 
firmly around her lower back; her legs wrapped tightly 
around me. I carried her fully impaled on my rigid 
cock out of the pool. We approached the patio door and 
I opened it and entered the kitchen, both of us 
dripping all over the tile floor. Every step I took 
only served to impale my rigid cock deeper inside her. 
I felt her pubic bone grinding against mine as I 
walked. I carried her like that, still buried inside 
her, into the master bedroom. Carefully I slid her up 
onto my bed, staying inside her the whole time. One 
arm wrapped around her ass holding her pussy tightly 
against me and the other supporting our weight as I 
crawled us toward the center of the bed.

She relaxed back onto the soft comforter, unlocking 
her ankles, opening her knees wide and placing her 
feet flat on the bed. She spread her arms wide, 
looking into my eyes as she said, "Fuck me, John, fuck 
me like you've wanted to all evening!! I want you to 
fill me with your hot cum!" She thrust her pussy 
upwards against me, burying me deeper inside her. I 
supported myself on my arms and pushed hard into her, 
fucking her with my eyes as my cock slid in and out of 
her. 

I began a slow, steading pumping movement. Sliding 
forward I let my fully buried cock put pressure 
against her G-spot, then I'd slide him back away from 
it. Her eyes widened as she felt the sensations. "OH, 
GOD! Oh, Oh, Oh!" she panted. Then I began stroking 
slowly out, then back inside her. I alternated, a few 
forward and back movements, then side movements and 
then more in and out strokes. Then I'd grind my ass is 
slow circles. Every now and then I'd slip all of him 
out of her except for the head... and then with a 
sudden powerful thrust, I'd bury all 8" in her until I 
could feel his head hit her cervix. That would make 
Tara gasp. Her legs wrapped around my back and she 
locked her ankles behind my ass, using her thighs to 
pull me into her deeper. I bent down to kiss her as I 
thrust into her, and we stayed like that for what 
seemed like a very long time, kissing and fucking.

She broke the kiss, panting, "OH GOD, I'm 
cummmiiinnnggg!" I felt her pussy tighten up around my 
cock and pulsate as her orgasm swept over her. At the 
same time, I felt my cum churning in my balls and 
begin its trip through my cock. I began to almost 
shout as I shot my hot cum deep inside her, thrusting 
hard and holding my cock deep inside her. My cock 
could feel the hot wet smoothness of her pussy juice 
and my cum making her even slicker as I began quick 
short in and out movements. It had been so long since 
I had last had sex and Tara's pussy felt so good.

Seeing me cum, it set her off again, renewing her 
moaning and writhing beneath me as he came one more 
time with me inside her. I collapsed, rolling her over 
on top of me. We both were breathing hard, trying to 
recover, when she got a huge grin on her face, saying, 
"My God, John, where did you learn to FUCK like that? 
You are the best lover I've ever had!" Of course that 
made me feel pretty good, and I told her, "and you are 
the hottest woman I've had for a whole YEAR! The only 
one, as a matter of fact..." with a grin. She sighed 
and nuzzled into my chest, as I pulled the covers up 
over us.

The next morning, I woke up to the smell of bacon. I 
found her in the kitchen, fixing us breakfast. She 
smiled when she saw me, jokingly saying, "YOU should 
have a pretty healthy appetite this morning!" I 
agreed, saying, "Yeah, you did wear me out last 
night... but it was worth it!"

We sat down and ate, then she helped me clean up. We 
talked as we cleared the dishes. She explained that 
she didn't want me to think that what happened last 
night was something she made a habit of, and she 
wanted me to know that even though we had sex it 
didn't mean commitment. We agreed that though our time 
lovemaking was special, and that we should just call 
ourselves friends for the time being and if it ever 
went further, then it did.

We showered together, laughing and joking, teasing 
each other, touching and soaping and rinsing, but no 
sex. We were just two friends in the shower together, 
having a good time. I looked forward to seeing Tara 
again.

After we dressed, I walked her over to Steve and 
Vicki's driveway to get her car. She got in and we 
said our goodbyes, then Tara backed out and drove 
away. As I was walking back toward my house, Vicki 
came out the front door, grinning wide. "I see you had 
an overnight guest, John!" she giggled. I replied, 
"Oh, yeah, well, she didn't think she should be 
driving in her condition, so I let her sack out on my 
couch."

To which Vicki said, "Oh? On the couch, huh...?" As 
she shook her head up and down, smiling she said, "I'm 
sure when I talk to Tara later she'll tell me the 
whole thing...and all about you. Every single detail. 
We share absolutely EVERYTHING. I'm glad you two had a 
good time!" she continued.

"Uh, yes, we did enjoy each other's company," I agreed 
with a smile, and walked on to my door.

The Monday after the party, Tara had been sent out of 
town again to audit the Dallas office for the next 
month, so it was just the three of us once again. 

After the party, our get-togethers became more 
frequent, with Steve and Vicki spending nearly every 
evening in my back yard. We would take turns doing a 
cookout, then spend some time in both the pool and hot 
tub. On several occasions, we would all three be 
sitting in the hot tub with the pump running, the 
surface of the water covered in bubbles, and I would 
feel Vicki's foot 'accidentally' touch my leg. That 
happened several times over a period of a few days, 
the last one time her foot didn't move away, but 
rather she began sliding it up and back along the 
inside of my thigh until her toes bumped against my 
cock. Once she had her foot on it Vicki ran her toes 
the full length of my hard-on... then slowly back to 
my balls. Steve was laying back relaxing, and didn't 
see a thing, but Vicki's lips formed the word "nice", 
her eyebrows raised and her eyes got big when she 
traced my length, and then she pulled her foot back. I 
smiled, and she smiled back.

I was in shock, to think that this goddess would 
actually touch me in that way, even if she were only 
teasing. I didn't mind at all. Steve and Vicki got out 
of the hot tub about 9 pm, the two of them were 
smiling ear to ear and then they said they had to 
hurry up and get home to 'take care of business'. I 
smiled knowingly, waving them off. Later in bed I 
wondered if Vicki's foot on my cock was planned and 
now they were going home to share the event. No, I 
thought. That's just in my mind. They wouldn't plan 
her doing that together. But something sure had Steve 
wanting to get out of the hot tub and into a bedroom 
fast---when he had been so nonchalant--even laying 
back almost asleep just minutes earlier. Hmmmm.

An hour later, the phone rang. It was Steve, asking me 
to please come over quick. He said, "Come in the back 
door and please be very quiet". He opened the door to 
let me in. Finger to his lips, he whispered, "I need 
you to do me a favor, buddy. Vicki and I are right in 
the middle of our 'fantasy game', but I just got 
called to come to a friend's house for a broken 
pipe...or something. I just need you to babysit her 
for maybe an hour. Come here, I'll show you."

Steve led me down the darkened hallway to their 
bedroom. I was completely puzzled, wondering what the 
hell he was talking about, but I followed him. Broken 
pipe... or something? In the middle of a sex game... 
and he just had to go... now? 
 
Just outside their bedroom door, he stopped, and 
whispered, "Don't be too shocked at what you're about 
to see, we do this at least once a week. Vicki likes 
to be blindfolded and tied up, then teased for hours 
at a time. She's got headphones on, listening to some 
soft sexy music, and she'll never know it's you here - 
or that I'm gone. The last time I got called like 
this, she got majorly pissed off and I didn't get any 
pussy for a month. And it wasn't even the middle of 
anything. That's why I don't want her to know I left, 
especially right now. Just fill in for me for a while, 
maybe give her a drink when she needs one, maybe 
caress her legs, anything like that. She'll never know 
it's you and not me. Oh and while she's blindfolded, 
she likes to pretend that it's someone besides me with 
her, so she won't expect you to say anything. She may 
ask you to do things to her - just touch her arms and 
legs, that'll keep her warmed up for me, ok?" I 
nodded, and he quietly opened their bedroom door.
 
Now this seemed really bogus. Something was up here. I 
was supposed to just "watch" Vicki and take Steve's 
place in the bedroom while he had to go to a friend's 
house? I wanted to say something but the sheet laying 
on Vicki's chest clearly showed her nipples sticking 
up. She was nude under the sheets... and I was going 
to be alone with her... and she was blindfolded and 
tied up. If I was to say something to stop this now. I 
told myself I'd be a lunatic.
 
The room was illuminated by a few dozen candles. Vicki 
was, as Steve had said, tied spread eagle in the 
middle of their bed with a sheet loosely thrown over 
her covering her from shoulders to knees. The 
headphones had a long cable to the stereo across the 
room. She was rocking herself from side to side, as if 
dancing to the beat of the music. I was mesmerized. In 
a state of shock, I could only stand and stare. The 
candlelight on what little skin that was exposed 
seemed to make her glow. 

Steve whispered in my ear, "Whatever she asks you to 
do, do it. Just caress her arms and legs. Just sort of 
tease her 'til I get back. I should be back in less 
than an hour, before she gets really wild. Just kinda 
fill in for me, and she'll never know I left. Take 
good care of her for me, will ya please?"

I managed to smile, nodding, and whispered, "sure, 
Steve, no problem" and he turned and left, carefully 
closing the door behind him.

Finally alone with a goddess, I thought.  I was here, 
but I was in shock. It was still too totally 
unbelievable. I moved to stand near the foot of the 
bed. I couldn't resist grabbing the sheet and sliding 
it slowly, inch by incredible inch, down her body. 
First exposing the rise of her magnificent breasts, 
then her hard nipples popped into view. The edge of 
the sheet slid off the lower slope of her breasts, 
then slowly uncovered her flat belly. 

Where I expected to find a shaved pussy because that 
is how I envisioned her being nude in my fantasies, 
there was a completely untrimmed bush of natural pubic 
hair. Laying there tied spread eagle, the pink lips on 
each side of her slit came into view, and finally, I 
slid the sheet inch by inch down those long glorious 
thighs until it was completely off of her. 

I bunched the sheet up and dropped it to the floor. I 
stared, taking in her long slim thighs, her more than 
ample breasts, topped by hard nipples. I wanted to get 
a better look, so I bent over, looking at her 
beautiful hairy pussy. Her mound rounded over, her 
dark pink inner lips slightly protruding between her 
puffy outer lips, glistening with moisture. The little 
pink hood over her clit was prominent and shiny in the 
candlelight. I made a note to commit this vision to 
memory.

She began softly singing as her hips began to rock, 
thrusting up and back just slightly. "Let's make a 
night... to remember... let's do something amazing... 
let's do something that's ALL THE WAY!"

I nodded - I couldn't agree more. I was now wondering 
just how much I could get away with? Since this was 
obviously a setup maybe Steve was trying to find out 
how far I'd go. Then I freaked out. At least I hadn't 
touched her - yet. I looked at the window. Was he just 
outside peeking in to see what I'd do? Then through 
the bedroom curtains I saw his car headlights back out 
and head down the street. He actually left, I 
thought!! He left me alone with his nude wife in the 
bedroom of his house!!! He drove off and left!!!! Set 
up or not, I thought, If I'm gonna make all my dreams 
come true, and maybe theirs too if this is what this 
is all about, but there's not much time - less than an 
hour. I stripped naked.

I leaned over her to brush my fingers tips in circles 
lightly around both nipples. She sighed, "OH!" and 
tried to pull away. I ran them down the valley between 
her breasts, barely making contact with her velvety 
skin, down her belly, and stopped just short of her 
slit. That elicited a loud, "WHEW!" from her. Then I 
lightly touched her ankles with my fingertips. I began 
to caress her calves, then more firm massaging 
movements up over her knees and along the insides of 
her thighs. Every now and then Vicki would say, "That 
feels nice" or something like that. I was in heaven, 
actually touching the velvety smooth skin that I'd 
dreamt about so often. I began to place light kisses 
up the insides of her thighs as I climbed onto the 
foot of the bed between her outstretched legs.

I wondered what the 'routine' normally was Steve 
wanted me to imitate. I was sure she'd know I was not 
Steve if I did anything out of the ordinary. But I was 
so caught up in the heat of the moment that I didn't 
care. I decided to make this the most sensual 
experience of Vicki's life, if I could, and probably 
of my life, too. And damn the consequences, if there 
were any. She moaned as my kisses and licks moved 
within inches of her pussy. All the time my eyes were 
taking in the smooth skin of her thighs and the curves 
of her ass cheeks where they meet her legs. My nose 
was mere inches from heaven now, and I began to catch 
the scent of her aroused pussy. As I kissed all around 
the area, around to the front of her belly and across, 
she pushed her hips up to meet me, pushing her pussy 
closer.

"Lick me, now!!" Vicki quietly urged me. Ok I thought, 
she's not aware it's me, and she's getting frustrated. 
I decided to tease her more instead, and so I moved 
upward to her luscious tits. I straddled her belly and 
moved my hands over her smooth firm mounds. I squeezed 
them with both hands, massaging, then sliding my 
fingers one at a time over her nipples. "I like that" 
Vicki cooed. Savoring the moment, I thought, "these 
are the tits I've ogled from afar, I've fantasized 
about, I've wanted for all this time, and here they 
are IN MY HANDS!!" They truly felt heavenly. I leaned 
over to suck first one, then the other nipple between 
my lips and slide my tongue around them. I savored the 
warmth of them, the soft gentle firmness of them, the 
shape of them, the perfect smooth silky skin of them. 
I worshipped her tits. I raised up a bit and slid 
forward to let my rigid cock slide between her tits, 
then pressed them together with both hands. I rocked 
forward and back, my cock trapped between her breasts, 
sliding slowly between them. 

She moaned, "Oh, that feels sooo good!" and as my cock 
head slid toward her chin, she raised her head up and 
I watched her tongue snake out trying to find it. 
After the fourth try, her tongue did make contact with 
the head of my dick. For just an instant she held the 
head of it just inside her lips, sucking gently, and I 
released her tits and braced my hands on the headboard 
above her as I leaned forward to give my cock a better 
angle into her mouth. As I did, she was able to lay 
her head back and keep my cock head inside her mouth. 

"Mmmmm," was the only sound she made as she shook her 
head side to side with my cock firmly inside her 
mouth. Then she swirled her tongue around the rim of 
its head and I began to slowly slide it deeper into 
her mouth as she sucked me. I thought I was going to 
pass out from the intense pleasure her mouth was 
causing on my cock. I looked down at this blond 
goddess, hair in a halo around her, my cock filling 
her mouth. I watched her lips puff out as my cock slid 
out, slick from her saliva.

Then I pulled out, thinking it would only be fair to 
do the same for her... and I didn't want to cum before 
I got to fuck her. I flipped myself around, knees 
straddling her head, and supported myself over her 
spread thighs. I lowered my cock to her lips and she 
took over, sucking it, raising her head from her 
pillow to slide it in and out between her wet lips, 
bobbing her head up and down.

I supported my upper body on my elbows next to her 
hips, and reached both arms and hands under her to cup 
each of her ass cheeks. I nuzzled the soft silky skin 
of her inner thighs, down close to her pussy. I kissed 
and licked ever closer to heaven. We 69'ed then for 
several minutes. She released my cock long from her 
mouth long enough to say, "please!? Make me cum with 
your tongue," she pleaded. Then she went back to 
sucking my cock. 
 
Not one to let a lady down, I slid my face lower 
between her thighs and used the fingers from both 
hands to spread her hairy pussy lips. I inhaled her 
scent, committing it to memory, along with the sight 
of her wet pink flesh within inches of my eyes. I 
thrust my tongue out and licked from top to bottom, 
dragging my tongue between her wet lips. I wrapped my 
arms around her firm ass and pulled her to me, pushing 
my face hard into her now. I shoved my tongue deep 
inside her wet furrow. I backed off, licking each of 
her lips, sucking each of them gently between my lips 
and pulling on them gently, then letting go of each 
one and going back to do it again with the other side. 
Then deeper licking from bottom to top again, then her 
clit. I trapped it between my lips and wiggled my 
tongue across it, back and forth, causing her to buck 
her hips up off the bed, moaning around my cock, 
"MMMmmmmm..." Then I nursed like it like a nipple and 
she went wild.

Suddenly, without warning, she yelled out, trying to 
talk with a mouthful of cock, "OH! I'm CUMMINGGGG!" 
And she forgot about sucking me for a few minutes 
while her body bucked and thrashed against my mouth. 
She writhed against her restraints as her body shook 
with the ecstasy of release. I eased my tongue's 
movements in her pussy as she settled back against the 
bed, slowly coming down from wherever that had just 
taken her.

As she settled back to reality, I thought "well, I 
must not be departing too far from the routine..." and 
I thought about how much I wanted to actually fuck 
this goddess that I had just taken to heaven.

I moved back around, knees between her thighs, and 
slid in closer, raising her thighs up over mine. She 
was now straddling my lap, my cock pointing straight 
up and brushing against her pussy lips. I pushed it 
down to slide the head up and down her wet slit, then 
pushed forward slowly into her pussy. I watched her 
wet lips part to accept the intruder between them, 
guiding my cock slowly but surely into the heaven of 
her hot pussy.

Vicki thrust her head back against the bed as she 
arched up against me in an effort to hurry the 
entrance. When the head was fully inside her, I held 
her hips with both hands and pulled her pussy hard 
against me, imbedding my cock deep inside her. It was 
all I could do to keep silent, but she didn't try.

"Oh you cock IS thick and big, it feels so good." And 
she began panting from the effort of arching and 
pushing upward.

It "IS thick and big"? That was an odd thing to say. 
Surely she knew how her husband's cock felt inside of 
her by now. And definitely she knew his size in her 
mouth. Why would she say that to her husband? Surely 
his cock size was no surprise. 
 
Ah-oh... Tara? 
 
Now I'm thinking she knows for sure I'm not Steve. But 
she didn't say a peep. Vicki was simply caught up in 
the act of fucking. Even though she knew it wasn't 
Steve fucking her she really didn't care. She was 
pulling against the restraints, her head thrashing 
from side to side, her entire body writhing, back 
arched up, thighs pushing her pussy upward to surround 
the invading cock that filled her.

"OH GODDD," she screamed out, "YOUR COCK FEELS SOOOO 
GOOD. I'M CUMMMMINNNGGGGG!" and at that moment I felt 
her pussy pulsating around my cock, milking it, 
squeezing and pumping. I pushed deep inside her and 
held it there as she milked me and writhed in ecstasy.

Then when I felt myself very close to the edge. Not 
wanting Steve to find my cum in his wife... just in 
case I was wrong about all of this. I pulled out of 
her pussy just as my first shot spurted out and landed 
on her tummy. As my cock pulsed out the rest of my 
load I leaned over to kiss her on the lips. She kissed 
me back, our tongues dancing a sensual dance as our 
wet lips sealed together. We kissed for what seemed 
like several minutes, then finally I realized I didn't 
know how much time had gone by. I was sure Steve would 
be back soon, so I pulled away. 

I stood and quickly got dressed. I used one sock to 
clean my cum from Vicki's tummy and jammed it into my 
pocket. Then I threw the sheet back over her as nearly 
as possible to the way it was before. Just then, I saw 
headlights on the wall, and knew that Steve was back. 
I leaned over and pulled the headphone away for a 
moment, and nibbled Vicki's ear, whispering, "shhhh" 
hoping she understood what I meant without using any 
words so she'd hear my voice. She was still catching 
her breath, just about recovered from our activities. 
I stood next to the bed and held her hand, caressing 
her arm just as Steve snuck back into the room.

He saw me standing there holding Vicki's arm, and 
smiled, motioning me over to the door. "Thanks, 
buddy," he whispered, "thanks a million. I owe you big 
time." And he opened the door for me. "Talk to ya 
later," he whispered as I slipped out the door.

I let myself out of their house, and made my way back 
home and went to bed. I was a bit worried that Steve 
would be over later with a gun to shoot me, but he 
never came.
 
The next afternoon, Vicki came over to swim as usual, 
not letting on that anything had happened. Steve came 
over about an hour later. We cooked out and had a good 
time - laughed and hot-tubbed as usual. If Vicki knew 
I had fucked her, she wasn't letting on. She continued 
to tease and flirt as before. If Steve knew I had 
fucked his wife, surely I thought he would have killed 
me. I was paranoid all evening thinking that he was 
just getting ready to sucker punch me, but it never 
happened. 
 
That night, though, as they were leaving, Vicki waited 
'til Steve was halfway across the lawn on the way 
home, and as she walked out the gate, she leaned up to 
my ear and whispered, "shhhh" before turning to follow 
her husband. Then she winked at me. When I looked over 
at Steve, he had turned towards us and was smiling. He 
gave me a thumbs up and then he and Vicki disappeared 
into their house.