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.