Chapter
2
Sandra
Cruise was bored. Actually, she was
rich and bored which is an interesting combination. She and her husband, Paul, weren’t rich in the sense that they
could live a comfortable life of leisure, but in the eyes of most people they
were rich. Their house in Morristown
was large, had a secluded back yard, a pool, pool house with sauna and a hot
tub. They took an annual trip to Mexico
in winter and made sure to have some type of vacation during the summer.
Sandra had
arrived at the point in her life where she thought she would be happy. Ever since she was in high school, her goal
was to have a husband, children, and a nice home in a nice town. She had pursued these goals with a
single-minded passion that amazed her friends, and now that she had achieved
them she wondered what was next.
Six months
ago, Sandra’s husband, Paul, was promoted to Vice President of Operations at
his company. Sandra was pleased when
Paul came home and told her he was getting the promotion, but in hindsight she
wasn’t pleased at all. As Operations
VP, Paul was on the road at least two and sometimes four days per week. Family life had taken a back seat to his
professional life and as a result the family suffered.
Boredom. Frustration. Two things that can lead one to pursue options they might not
normally consider. Thus Sandra was
considering having an affair. Sex with
Paul was becoming infrequent. During
their marriage, Paul was always the sexual camel. Once a month was fine for him; he was able to channel all of his
sexual energy into his career. Sandra
on the other hand wasn’t that way at all.
For Sandra, sex was something to be enjoyed, cherished and pursued. It wasn’t dirty, obscene or something to be
hidden, and sex was not equivalent with love.
One of the things Sandra still couldn’t understand was how Americans
equated sex with love and felt that the latter was a precondition to the
former.
As Sandra
lay by the pool sunning herself on the chaise lounge, her top undone to
eliminate the tan line, she began thinking about Mike Sanderson. Sandra felt a tingle of lust as she
envisioned Mike from this morning’s preschool drop off. The thought of his tight ass pounding into
her started her juices flowing. Sandra
began wondering how big his cock got, how much stamina he had and of course,
whether or not he might be a willing accomplice. The summer could turn out to be very intriguing.
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Later that
afternoon, Mike drove into the Cruise’s driveway to pickup John. Both Mike and Sally enjoyed Sandra and Paul,
while they definitely had more disposable income, they didn’t flaunt it. Paul was pretty down to earth, but Mike
hadn’t seen much of him since winter when the families got together for an
occasional dinner.
Mike
definitely enjoyed Sandra. She was
intelligent, humorous and had a caustic wit when she was drinking. A pretty good combination Mike thought as he
walked up to the front door.
Mike was
about to reach for the doorbell, when he saw a note taped to the door that
said, “Mike, come on in, I’m in the backyard.”
Mike opened
the door and walked through the quiet house.
He didn’t hear any yelling five year old kids, instead he heard the
stereo playing a local adult contemporary station. As he entered the kitchen he was able to look out at the backyard
and he spotted Sandra lying face down on a lounge chair sunning herself. What a package he thought to himself. He was still excited from seeing Amy give
Bill a blow job, and he started feeling the rush of blood to his cock as he
gazed at Sandra.
Mike
couldn’t believe his luck as Sandra got up on her elbows to reach for a
drink. Her breasts were free for a
moment and he couldn’t help but imagine himself sucking on her nipples as he
rammed his cock into her. He loved the
feeling of blood rushing to his cock, but he thought he’d better stop those
thoughts since he had no idea where the boys were.
Mike made
sure to rattle the door handle a bit as he opened it in order to give Sandra
some warning that he was coming. She
looked up as she heard the back door open and gave Mike a warm smile, “I thought
I’d soak up some sun.”
“Wonderful,
how are the boys doing?” asked Mike.
“Oh
fine. I had Julie take them to the
park. They won’t be back for another
thirty minutes or so.”
“Who’s
Julie?” asked Mike as he sat down on the edge of a chaise lounge next to
Sandra.
Sandra
propped herself slightly on her elbows as she turned to look at Mike. “She’s the new girl I hired for summer. She just finished her first year at the “U”,
is an economics major and is going to be watching Joey three days a week.”
Mike
thought that was a little much considering Sandra didn’t work outside the home,
but he said, “That must be nice.”
“Absolutely,
it gives me some freedom and keeps me from going nuts.”
“Well,
that’s extremely important!”
“I couldn’t
agree more,” Sandra said as she gave Mike a wink. “Would you mind putting some more oil on my back?”
“Sure.”
Mike stood
up and moved over to Sandra’s lounge chair, sitting on the edge next to
her. He picked up a bottle of tanning
oil that was sitting next to Sandra and squirted some onto his hand, rubbing
them together to make sure the oil warm.
He placed his hands on Sandra’s shoulders. Rubbing the oil down her back to the top of her swimsuit.
“Oh that
feels good,” Sandra purred as Mike’s strong hands continued to work the oil
into her back. “You can keep that up
all afternoon.”
“That would work for me,” thought Mike as he squirted some more oil into his hands. Mike began to get a little bolder as his hands moved along Sandra’s sides.
“Would you
mind getting my legs?” asked Sandra as Mike worked his magic on her back.
“Absolutely
no problem.” His hands worked down to
her thighs, concentrating on her calves, then working down to her feet. This was turning into more of a massage than
a simple application of suntan oil, which was evident in the reaction of Mike’s
cock.
Mike gazed
in wonder as Sandra spread her legs, blood surging into his cock with
desire. Mike could see Sandra’s pussy
pushing against her bikini bottom, his hands wandering along her thighs working
in the oil.
The feeling
of Mike’s hands on Sandra’s thighs was more than she could take. It had been two weeks since she had sex and
that was way too long. Subconsciously,
she began to grind her hips as Mike’s hands worked their way up and down her
body. His hands felt so strong and the
heat of the sun on her body began to put her in her own private world.
Slowly she
moved one of her hands underneath her and began to work it between her swimsuit
and her pussy. Her body shuddered as
her fingers worked their way between her lips, feeling her wetness and using
that to rub her clit.
Mike
couldn’t believe what was happening.
His cock was straining painfully against his shorts. With one hand he poured more oil on Sandra
and then adjusted himself so his cock was riding down his leg.
“Mmmmmmm,
that feels wonderful,” said Sandra. Her
breathing began to quicken. Two weeks
without a man’s hands on her was too much for Sandra as she threw caution to
the wind.
Mike’s
hands continued to work their way up and down Sandra’s thighs. Sandra lifted her waist up slightly from the
chaise to give herself better access.
Her fingers continued to work their way in and out of her pussy. Faster and faster her fingers flew.
“Oooooo. Mmmmmmm,” she moaned and groaned.
Mike licked
his lips as he imagined his tongue adding to Sandra’s pleasure. His hands continued to grip her
oil-slickened thighs.
Sandra’s
hips began to buck as her orgasm approached.
Mike couldn’t believe what he was witnessing.
“MMMMMMM! MMMMMM!
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”
Sandra’s
orgasm washed over her. Mike didn’t
want it to end, his cock was painfully hard and insistently reminding him that
it wanted some action too.
Sandra
collapsed then rolled over exposing her chest for Mike to see. Her nipples pink and erect, just asking to
be nibbled. “Oh, Mike that was so
nice. Thank you.”
“Uh, it was
my pleasure,” Mike stammered as he attempted to hide his surging cock.
Sandra’s
gaze dropped down Mike’s crotch and saw the head of Mike’s cock poking out from
the leg of his shorts. “I think we need
to take care of that, don’t you?”
Sandra sat
up on the lounge and placed her hands on Mike’s shorts, rubbing his cock. “Mmmm, what a nice hard cock.” Mike jumped as she slipped one hand inside
the leg of his shorts and gripped it, giving it a squeeze. “I’ve had my fun, now it’s your turn.”
Sandra
grabbed the bottle of oil and squirted some onto her hands, rubbing them
together to spread the oil and warm it.
She began
to rub Mike’s cock with her hands as she said, “Mike, I’ve come to the
realization that I’m a sexual person.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not a slut, well, sometimes I am,” she
giggled. “But, life is short and I
don’t want to look back when I’m old and gray and wish I had enjoyed myself
more, that I had explored my sexuality more, that I hadn’t bought into all that
B.S. about saving oneself for one person.”
Her hands
continued to expertly rub Mike’s cock, moving up and down, swirling over the
head on the upstroke. Occasionally she moved
her fingers down to caress his balls.
“What do
you think about that?”
“Uh?” Mike
stammered as he felt lightheaded pleasure.
“Do you
think life is too short not to enjoy yourself?”
Sandra was
now kneeling in front of Mike, working his cock like a pro.
“Absolutely. I couldn’t agree more,” Mike groaned.
“Good. I think we’re going to have a wonderful
summer.”
Mike looked
down at Sandra, their eyes met and he saw the pure lust in her gaze. She licked her lips as she continued to
stroke his shaft. He could see her
breasts rising with each breath, nipples hard, her chest flushed.
With every
stroke, Mike could feel his orgasm beginning to build.
“Now I need
you to cum for me Mike. I want your cum
on me, I want to see it spurt from the tip of your cock. Now Mike, now.” Exclaimed Sandra in a sexy
voice.
Mike’s cock
exploded with cum. Jet after jet of
hot, white cum landed on Sandra’s chest.
Mike felt like each jet started in his toes and exploded up out of his
cock. Breathing deep he sat down nearly
exhausted.
Sandra
started rubbing Mikes cum into her skin as she said, “Oh that was nice, very
nice. Thank you.”
“No, no,
thank you!” exclaimed Mike.
Sandra
moved close to Mike, their faces were inches apart, “Well, I’m glad you enjoyed
it as much as I did. I’d love to get
together again, soon that is.” Their
eyes locked heads moving closer, lips almost touching. At that moment they heard a car door
slam. Both immediately flipped into
“Parent Mode” and stood up. Sandra
grabbed a terry cloth cover up and quickly pulled it over her head.
Fortunately
Mike’s cock had softened after his orgasm and he quickly tucked it back and
pulled his shorts into place.
A minute
later the boys came running out of the house chasing each other followed by
Julie. Mike’s gaze lingered on Julie
for a moment as he took her in, shoulder length brunette hair, about 5’ 5” with
a slender body. One word entered his
mind, “Nice.”
John ran
into Mike, “Dad! We went to the park
and Julie took us for ice cream! She’s
cool!”
Sandra
looked at Julie and said, “Julie, this is Mike, he’s John’s dad.”
Mike
extended his hand and shook Julie’s hand, “Hi, I’m Mike.”
“Hi, I’m
Julie, John’s such a nice boy.”
“Thank you,
but I’m sure you’ll get to see his boisterous side this summer,” chuckled
Mike. He put his hand on John’s head
and gave his hair a tousle. “Well, it’s time to get home. What do you say Sport?”
“Okay Dad.”
Mike turned
to Sandra and said, “Thanks for having John over this afternoon, and it was
wonderful seeing you.”
Sandra took
a step over to Mike, gave him a hug and said, “The pleasure was all mine.” Then quickly whispered in his ear, “I meant
what I said.”
Mike’s face
flushed as he looked down to John and said, “John, what do you say?”
“Thank
you!”
He turned
to Julie and said, “Nice to meet you.
I’m sure we’ll be seeing of you this summer.”
“Oh I’m
sure,” said Julie as Joey pulled her away.
Mike turned
to Sandra, “See you later.”
“Definitely
Mike, definitely,” came her reply.