A Surprise at Heather's
written by:
Norbert

Any resemblance to persons is strictly coincidental. This is a work of fiction.

Heather Kane was my mother-in-law's best friend. About the same age as Gerrie, that is to say about twenty-five years older than me, but had a hell of a lot more class and grace. Now, that's not to say Gerrie wasn't a looker - she was, and had a wicked body. In fact, I had - but since her husband had left her she had become bitter. I had met Heather a few times but when she showed up for my wedding day, I think every male eye was on her and her form hugging dress and not the bride. I had seen a few pictures of her when she was much younger and still in England and thought her late husband had been one hell of a lucky guy. She was fun to talk to and I loved every second when she was around. She also had a generous heart and did things to try to make everyone's life a little better and easier. It was one of these random acts of kindness that brought all my fantasies to fruition.

I had been out of work and my wife and I had been arguing about finances. The IT field was flat and I was trying to consider my options which, to my wife Ann, meant anything that kept her from having to find a job. That was a self-proclaimed ‘right' that I was coming to resent more and more. When the phone rang my wife answered and with a smirk on her face, held out the receiver for me.

"Hello?"

"Roger, it's Heather Kane." I would've known that cool British voice anywhere.

"Hi Heather, what can I do for you?" I tried to sound as upbeat as I could, considering.

"I was wondering if you could have a look at my computer. It started doing something wonky this morning and I can't, for the life of me, figure it out." She sounded very apologetic and added as more of a plea, "I'll gladly pay you for your time."

That cinched it. I was broke and could use a few bucks to get through until my unemployment check came through. I told her I'd be right over and with the promise of a few more dollars, I headed out the door.

Heather answered the door wearing a grey jogging suit with a zip up top. To anyone else she would've looked frumpy except I knew what a terrific body was contained within. After a quick friendly kiss on the cheek, Heather brought me in to her den and presented her computer. I asked her to show me what happened and she pulled out the piano bench she used. She sat on the end, the way she usually did, and I stood beside her making mental notes of the boot process.

The system booted fine but when she tried to go on line, her homepage was redirected to a porn site. And not just any porn site, this one was mature women and younger men.

"Oh-ho!" I taunted jokingly. "Now I know what you do with your spare time."

Not one to be flustered, regardless of the situation, Heather turned to give me one of her superior matter-of-fact looks.

"Well, a girl has to have some form of entertaining release." I guess she saw the shocked look on my face. "Now Roger, masturbation has been around since little boys and little girls figured out what felt good and what didn't. Don't be so shocked."

I looked at the images on the screen. A matronly looking woman sucking on a massive cock in one while, in the other, a very shapely woman had her foot up on a coffee table and a young man's cock was half buried in her pussy. I immediately imagined it was me shoving my cock into Heather and I felt the beginnings of an erection coming on. I straddled the bench and sat down behind her. Heather took it as the wrong message and abruptly got up.

"I'm sorry, I was in the way." She turned and smiled. "Tell you what, you work your magic on this and I'll go brew up some tea."

"That would be terrific." I lied.

Once she left, it was only a short time before I had the malware removed and her system running smooth as silk. I made a few tweaks here and a few hacks there and soon it was zipping from web page to web page in no time. Just as I was flipping through some of the history, Heather returned with tea and set it down.

"I'm all done Heather." I smiled confidently. "Here," I slid back on the bench. "Have a go and see what you think."

Heather sat down in front of me and began doing the standard things - checking her email account, the news and entertainment pages.

"Oh, marvelous," she was delighted. "It's running better than it ever has."

"Well, before we go that far, let's see if we can recreate what happened last time you used it." I cautioned. "If we can figure out what site the malware came from, I can put it on the list of sites not to allow."

"Oh, you just want to watch the old lady check out sex sites." She laughed. "Not that there's a lot I can do when I have company."

Being the good sport that she was, Heather began flipping from site to site, stopping every now and then to inspect an image or two.

"I must tell you Roger that I think this is so unfair making me do this." She complained. "At least you have someone to take to bed when you get home."

"Oh, come on Heather." I countered jokingly. "You must have a dozen men wanting to help you scratch that itch."

"I do not." She defended. "I haven't been with another man since Thomas passed away." She gave a gallows chuckle. "I wouldn't even know where to start after all these years."

Gerrie had told me that Heather's husband had passed away when she was still in her early forties which meant she hadn't had a man in her bed in over ten years.

"I was actually thrilled when I found you could find all these pictures on the internet. It gave me ammunition, so to speak."

"But have you ever checked out the movies?" I asked. The innocence of the question retreated to some far recess of my brain.

"Movies?" She looked over her shoulder.

"Yeah. Here, let me show you." I pressed closer to her back and, reaching around her, began typing in a web address. Suddenly the page popped up showing a wide array of pictures from the advertised movies.

"So, what do you want to see?" I asked and then deciding for her, I selected Mature Women/Younger Men and another page of images popped up.

"OK, what do you want to check out?" I could imagine Heather's eyes scanning the images and chuckled. "Come on Heather, we don't have all day." I mocked. "There's forty-two pages to go through."

"Oh, I don't know." It was like she was checking a menu and couldn't decide what to eat. "You pick one. Surely you and Ann..." I cut her off.

"Ann won't even peek at one of these sites." It was my turn to complain. "She thinks they're dirty." I randomly slid the mouse pointer to an image and clicked on it.

"She doesn't know what she's missing." Heather laughed. And her laughter faded as the short movie started to play.

A shapely woman in her middle years was on her knees rooting through a cupboard. The next door neighbor, a young strapping lad, supposed to be in his late teens, comes in and watches her ass swaying and starts rubbing his crotch. He says something about always thinking about her and begins to rub her ass. Eventually, he raises her dress to reveal she isn't wearing any panties and he begins to rub her pussy, eventually pushing a finger into her. I could hear Heather's breathing quicken as she watched.

"Better than pictures, don't you think?" I asked.

"Oh, much." Heather's voice dropped off again as the young man unzipped his pants and pulled out the biggest cock I have ever seen and began to rub it up and down her slit until it was glistening with her pussy juices.

"You should have that, Heather." I said quietly. My own cock was just about bursting through my pants.

"I'd love that." Her voice was choked.

I'm not sure if it was the mood, her wistfulness, my horniness, or what, but the next instant changed everything for me. I slid my arms around her waist and pulled her closer to me. Her head dropped back against my shoulder. We watched as the scene changed and the young man had the woman naked and was playing with her tits as he fingered her pussy and she stroked his cock.

"You should have a man want you like that Heather." I whispered in her ear as I slid my hands under her top. My fingers slid across smooth warm skin but there was no protest. I pressed on.

"You should have a young guy want you like that." I ran my hands higher. "Want your tits," my hands reached her soft globes and I cupped them, causing her to groan. "To play with your nipples," I rolled her nipples between my fingers as I leaned down to kiss the nape of her neck. "Do you have any idea how sexy you are? How many times I've wanted to do this to you?" I squeezed her tits and continued to tweak her nipples. I kissed her neck again and this time, when I raised my head, Heather turned to face me. I pressed my lips against hers and pushed my tongue into her mouth. She moaned loudly against my lips.

I released one of her tits and slid my hand down over her smooth belly and under the waist band of her sweat pants and didn't stop until I had cupped her panty clad pussy and started massaging it. This caused Heather to really groan aloud and was music to my ears. Feeling somewhat frantic about the whole thing, I drew my hand up and slid it inside her panties and back to her pussy. My fingers pressed hard as I slid over her clit. This caused her legs to twitch and spread even wider, opening her folds to me. I curled two of my digits and pushed them inside her. Heather stiffened and pressed backwards until she was in a semi-reclined position, howling as she pressed.

I slid off the bench and lay her back, pulling my fingers from her wetness. As I licked them, they tasted different from when I was with Ann. Perhaps it was age, but they still tasted delicious. I unzipped her top and, opening it wide, exposed her tits. I fastened my lips to the closest nipple and suckled as my hand reached down to push her pants and panties down her legs and eventually to the floor. Sliding my hand back up the inside of her thigh, I pulled her legs apart and attacked her pussy anew. Heather was so wet I could hear the syrupy sloshing as my fingers worked in and out of her.

Pulling myself away from her nipple, I shifted lower so I could properly administer to her molten center. I continued to piston two of my fingers in and out of her pussy as I brought the other to her clit and began to swipe across it at a breakneck speed. This caused Heather to throw her legs wider and even lay one across my shoulder.

"You like that, don't you?" I taunted. I watched as Heather reached for her own tits and mauled their nipples.

"I've missed this so muuuuuuuuuuccccccccchhhhhhh!" She howled as her orgasm came out of nowhere to consume her - to swallow her whole. I watched as she lay on the piano bench and convulsed in bliss until the tide subsided and she laid still, eyes closed.

I tore off my clothes and was standing beside her naked when she opened her eyes again. She immediately focused in on my hard cock jutting straight out from my body, a look of mild amazement on her face.

"I find it hard to believe I could do that to a young man like you." She said in wonder. I took her hand and brought it to my cock.

"Are you kidding?" I was in awe of her naivety. "You have no idea how many nights I was fucking Ann and wishing it was you." I stepped forward and pressed my cock towards her face. "Tell me Heather, when was the last time you ever sucked a guy off?" It was quaint to watch her blush.

"To be perfectly honest, I never have. Thomas preferred kissing and was so homophobic he wouldn't let me." She looked up at me and smiled. "But I've always wanted to." I took a small step toward her but she rolled off the bench and stood up. "Let's do this right." She smiled as she took my hand and let me to her bedroom.

As we walked, I took a good look at her body. It was even better than I ever imagined. Her ass was still tight and she didn't have that chicken skin that a lot of older women get. Her pussy was well trimmed and her tits were still very firm and jiggled nicely when she walked. Proof of no children.

She crawled up on the bed and stayed on her hands and knees. Looking over her shoulder she smiled. "I want you to be in me before I suck you." She wiggled her ass. "It's been too long since I've had a real man in me."

I took my place behind her and rubbed my cock all over her pussy, gathering her wetness to use as a lubricant. Once it was glistening with her wetness, I pointed the head at her opening and pushed it slowly into her. Even Ann, when we were first together, was never as tight or as wet as Heather. It was like sticking my cock into a molten cream vice of sorts. I could feel the walls of her channel spasm and clench my cock with each thrust. Heather emitted a low moan that built every time I withdrew and pressed my cock back into her. When I finally had my balls slapping against her ass, I gripped her hips and began to pummel her, stabbing at her repeatedly with my cock, all the while Heather was howling and extolling the pleasure of having a cock in her once again after so many years.

Abruptly she pulled off and spun on her knees to face me, pure unadulterated lust on her face.

"Let me suck your cock now!" She hissed.

She opened her mouth and I shoved it in. She began to suck it, swirling her tongue all over it, bathing it - cleaning it.

"I want to taste my pussy off of you." She managed to tell me between licks. Smiling up at me like the cat who ate the canary.

"I want you to taste my cum." I hissed as I grabbed her head and shoved my meat back into her mouth. Heather began to suck on me again as I sawed in and out of her mouth. It wasn't long before I felt that familiar tingling deep in my toes and working its way up my legs until my cock jerked and spewed jets of hot cum int Heather's mouth. It took her by surprise and she gagged a bit but pushed her face farther down my shaft and sucked me dry.

She looked up at my heaving body and smiled. Even with traces of cum dripping down her chin, she was still the sexiest women I had ever seen. I leaned down and kissed her hard, my tongue shooting into her mouth which she met and parried with her own. When we broke apart she gave me a somewhat shocked look.

"Don't you mind that you're tasting your stuff?"

"No." I laughed. "Do you mind that you're tasting my stuff?"

"It tastes delicious." She gave a shy smile. "I'm going to want more of that."

"Anytime," I laughed. "Anytime at all."

She looked at the clock on the nightstand and a panicked look crossed her face.

"Oh shit." She jumped off the bed. "You're going to have to go Roger. I've got someone coming over and you can't be seen naked in my bedroom." Suddenly it struck me. It was Wednesday and that was when Gerrie and Heather played cards. Heather laughed when I explained my understanding.

"Well, we don't really play cards." She whispered conspiratorially. I gave her a puzzled look and Heather just raised her eyebrows until the little ‘I don't fucking believe it' light popped on.

"You ever notice how, when you really need something from her, it's best to ask her on Wednesday evenings? How agreeable she is?" It was quite unnerving to realize that my mother-in-law and this sexy woman were lovers. We were snapped back to reality when the buzzer went off.

"Shit, shit , shit." You're stuck here until we're done, or at least until I can get her away from the door and you can sneak out. Get in the den and don't do anything until I come and get you." Heather looked absolutely panic stricken and went ten shades deeper into it when there was a soft knock on the door. Heather grabbed a tissue and wiped my cum from her face. She shooed me back to the den and, just before turning away, kissed me hard again.

"Promise me you'll come back. I want more of what you gave me." I responded by pushing a finger deep inside her pussy withdrawing it and licking it clean.

She closed the door, leaving it ajar, and went out to greet my dear mother-in-law stark naked. That in itself brought oohs from Gerrie, but when I heard Heather squeal in delight, I just had to take a peek. Opening the door, just a bit, I saw Gerrie standing there in a red fishnet bodysuit and she looked damn fine. Heather had her facing the full length mirrored doors in the hallway as she stood behind her and, pressing her body tight, roamed her hands over Gerrie's curves, cupping and kneading her tits down to and including fingering her pussy and playing with her clit. Gerrie responded by leaning back against Heather as she told her how long the week had been without her touch. It really was touching to hear my mother-in-law say those things, realizing it was the sexual touch she was missing and not necessarily Heather.

For the most part their voices were muffled and when there was silence and I dared take a quick peek, they were usually in an embrace or soulfully kissing. I have to admit, it was as mind-blowing as it was hot. After hearing a particularly long, drawn out groan I looked through the gap in the doorway to see Gerrie on the arm of the couch, her legs splayed and Heather fingering her pussy. Gerrie was clamped onto one of Heather's nipples. She broke away for a moment.

"I'd give anything for your fingers to be a nice hard cock," She lamented, "attached to a nice strong man."

"Don't you like the way we play?" Heather teased. It made sense now her comment about having a real cock inside her.

"Oh hun, I love what you do to me," Gerrie explained, "I'm just saying I'd give anything to have a man here to share with you." Heather looked over her shoulder at the direction of the den. I could almost see the wheels spinning in her head.

"Come with me dear." She sounded so matter of fact that I almost didn't move when I saw them come down the hall. They passed so close that I had a chance to really check out my mother-in-law. She had shaved her pussy so it was completely bare, her tits were pressed flat against the material but her hard nipples pointed through the fabric. My cock was hard again and in need of release. I figured once she closed the bedroom door I could make my escape, get home and fuck my wife silly. I began to gather up my clothes and dress when the door opened and Heather was standing there with her finger to her lips instructing me not to make a sound. Instead, she crossed over to me and, with a devilish smirk on her face, began to push my jeans down my legs. Heather was on her knees in front of me and I took that opportunity to grip the back of her head and press my cock into her mouth. She took a few moments to suck on its length before she released it and stood.

"Just come with me and don't make a sound." She whispered in a stern voice. "You'll follow my lead, OK?"

Heather took my hand and led me into the bedroom. Gerrie was on her back on the bed, her hands were tied to the headboard and she was wearing a blindfold. Heather left me staring and crawled onto the bed, trailing her hand up her leg to her pussy which was engorged and open.

"Oh my sweet," she breathed, "we're going to do special things to each other, aren't we?"

"I love it when you tease me like this." Gerrie sighed.

She grunted as Heather shoved two of her fingers into Gerrie's pussy. She pulled her digits out of her and held her hand out to me. I took her fingers into my mouth. Gerrie tasted delicious as well. While I was still cleaning Heather's fingers, she swung her leg over Gerrie's head and lowered her pussy down until Gerrie's tongue slipped out of her mouth and began to swipe along Heather's gash. Heather's eyes rolled with the pleasure of the contact and smiled at me. She gripped Gerrie's legs and spread them wide and bent to press her face against Gerrie's pussy.

Their moans filled the room and I stood there fisting my cock watching. Damn, this was so fucking hot and it didn't take long for Gerrie to start to convulse as her orgasm hit her. Heather pulled away from Gerrie's pussy and beckoned me. Her face glistened with Gerrie's wetness. I crawled onto the bed and Heather grabbed my cock and pulled me towards Gerrie's pussy.

"Be good to her," she whispered in my ear. "Give her what she needs."

Gerrie could still feel Heather's hand along her leg as she rubbed my cock along her open slit and assumed it was a toy of some sort. She twisted her head.

"Ohhhhh, is that a new one?" She was panting with anticipation. "It's not nice to tease Heather. Or didn't they teach you that in that boarding school?"

Heather remained silent, as did I, as she pulled at my cock insistently and my head slipped into Gerrie's pussy.

"I think you're going to love this one, hun." She taunted as she nodded for me to fill Gerrie's pussy.

I shoved forward and watched my cock disappear into my mother-in-law and was rewarded with a satisfied grunt.

"Oh that feels so hot and life-like." Gerrie purred. As I pulled it out she gave a whimper of regret only to be replaced with a shriek of joy as I pushed it back in with a little more force.

Heather reached around behind her and twisted Gerrie's head back in place and lowered her pussy back onto the hungry mouth Giving a soft cry as Gerrie's tongue began its work again. Heather leaned forward and kissed me hard again, her tongue invading my mouth. My hands went for her hanging tits and I began to paw at them, twisting her nipples and was rewarded with another moan from her lips.

Heather pulled away from me and gave me a knowing grin and slid her hands along Gerrie's legs until they were at her ankles. It was a dead giveaway that someone had joined them in their secret and I felt Gerrie stiffen. I'm sure Heather did too for she tossed all subterfuge out the window and pulled Gerrie's legs back towards her but pushing them further apart.

"As hard as you can now." There was no more whispering. "Give her a right pounding. She loves that."

Had it not been for Gerrie's pussy spasming around my shaft and the taboo of fucking my own wife's mother, I'm certain I would've lost my erection. Instead, it felt thicker and beefier than ever. I pulled it out till just the tip of the head was poised inside her pussy and slammed it back in as forcefully as I could, repeating the process as fast as I could possibly go.

Gerrie howled as my cock slammed into her time after time. Heather seemed mesmerized by the sight of my glistening shaft appearing and then disappearing again and again and the vibrations of Gerrie's moans was enough to set her off. She arched her back and closed her eyes as her orgasm ripped through her, slamming her spasming pussy hard against Gerrie's face.

"Ohhhhhh yessssssssssss Gerrieeeeeeee," she howled. "Right there, my loooooooooooove."

It was pretty amazing to watch her tits shake and her legs tremble as her face contorted with pleasure and she rolled off onto her side on the bed. I continued to plow into Gerrie's pussy and, with no one to hold onto her legs, they immediately scissored around me, flexing to pull me in tighter.

"Oh, fuck me," she wailed. "Whoever you are, just fuck me and never stop." She arched her pelvis off the bed so I could make full contact with her pussy lips. "Ohhhhhhhhhhh gaaaaaaaaawwwwdddddddd your cock feels so goooooooooooddddddddddd."

I couldn't resist any longer and I bent forward, gripping her shoulders, and sucked one of her nipples into my mouth. Heather had recuperated enough that she rolled over and sucked the other into her mouth as well. This caused a great hiss to erupt from Gerrie's mouth. Heather pulled her mouth off of the available nipple and hissed in my ear.

"If you kiss her, you can taste me all over her face."

I had never thought two women in their mid fifties could be so sexually base. It struck a chord within me and I was just so wrapped up in the moment I couldn't resist. As I reached up and pressed my lips against my mother-in-law's, her tongue shot out and scoured my tongue and inside my mouth. This was definitely not the staid mother-in-law I had come to know.

"Pinch my tits," she groaned when she broke away from my mouth. "Twist my nipples till I scream. Oooohhhhh fuuuccckkkk, I love what you're doing to me."

I brought my hands to her tits and, catching her nipples between my fingers and thumb, began to twist and pull. This brought Gerrie to a new height and she began to buck like a bronco at the rodeo. I felt her pussy contract around my cock as she began to cum and cum and cum. Heather had worked her hand down between us and had been toying with her clit. She leaned over and pressed herself against me.

"Shoot your cum in her sweet pussy so I have something to work for." She purred. "She'll love it."

I'm not sure if it was her sultry British voice, or the fact that she was just so blatant about her sexuality, but I was moving along quite nicely when she reached between my legs and gave my balls a loving, gentle squeeze. I groaned and immediately began to shoot jets of hot cum deep inside Gerrie's pussy, slamming against her as pulse after pulse wracked me.

Exhausted, I fell off - rolling onto my back on the bed beside Gerrie, fighting to catch my breath.

"Heather, hun, you have to let me loose so I can see whoever it is that fucked me so thoroughly." She cooed.

I'm not sure whatever crossed Heather's mind, and I was in too much of a stupor to do much of anything, but when Gerrie screeched, I was sure the world as I had known it had come to an end.

"Roger! What the hell are you doing here?" Gerrie was scrambling for something to cover her nakedness. Heather was chuckling.

"It's a little late for that darling after all, did he not just give you the fucking of a lifetime?" She laughed.

"That's not the point." Gerrie stammered. "This is my son-in-law."

"And you get to have him whenever you want." Heather reasoned. "I'm going to have to come up with more computer issues if I want him to come over here."

"But he's had my daughter!" Gerrie was really upset.

"Lucky Ann." Heather was trying to look at the situation reasonably - if it could be looked at that way. She reached up and untied Gerrie's hands, pausing to kiss her deeply as she slid her hand down her arm to her tit and toyed with her nipple.

"Just look at his package, my dear." Heather cooed into Gerrie's ear. Gerrie darted her eyes to my still glistening cock. "Now, tell me you didn't thoroughly enjoy the fucking he gave you." She paused to let the effect of her words sink in. "I know I thoroughly enjoyed the fucking he gave me." She cooed as she nuzzled her friend's neck. "I loved the way he felt sliding into my starving twat. How hot he was, how hard he was, didn't you?" Heather slid her hand over Gerrie's body and descended to her pussy where she began to toy with her clit.

"You know what sent me over the top?" She teased. "When I sucked him until he shot his load into my mouth," Gerrie stared at her friend incredulously. "And I swallowed every drop."

"You didn't." Gerrie stared, her mouth slack-jawed.

"I did," Heather beamed. "My first blow job and I swallowed the entire load. And you know what?" She didn't bother to wait for an answer she knew would never come, "I loved it, every little bit."

Gerrie's legs were trembling from the ministrations of Heather's busy fingers. Heather knew exactly what she was doing, what turned my mother-in-law on. She placed her lips on her breast and sucked her nipple in between her teeth.

"I think you should try it - you'll love it." She slowly pressed her fingers back into Gerrie's pussy. "Come on hun, you know you want to give it a go. In fact, I'll let him fuck me a bit and you can suck my juices off of him."

In an instant, Heather was on her hands and knees, her ass before me. I watched as Gerrie slid her hands up her friend's thigh to rub across her soaking mound.

"Come around to watch his beautiful cock slide into me ‘cause either way, I want him in me again." She looked over her shoulder. "Roger, you don't mind pleasuring an old woman again, do you?"

To answer her question, I rose to my knees behind her. My cock had come to life, yet again, and pointed the way.

"Wait a minute." Gerrie's voice was trembling with anticipation of the spectacle and she twisted around in the bed to get a better vantage point. She watched as I gripped my cock in my fist and caught her breath as I rubbed the head along Heather's slit.

"Ooohhh, that's right Roger, my love," She sighed. "Make Heather squirm for a good fucking."

Gerrie shifted so she could get a better, closer view and gave a desirous groan as she watched while I sunk my cock into Heather's sopping cunt. Heather gave a grunt as I bottomed out and my balls slapped against her ass and continued to do so with each stroke. Gerrie was mesmerized by the image that was before he, my iron hard cock pushing in and out of her best friend's greasy cunt.

I gripped Heather's hips once again and heard Gerrie give a yelp as Heather, once again, buried her face in Gerrie's lap and began to feast on her wet pussy. The sounds of animalistic sex filled the silence of the bedroom.

Having a flash of brilliance I pulled out of Heather and slid off of the bed, much to her annoyance.

"Shift down and get in a sixty-nine." I instructed.

Both women complied. Gerrie on her back between Heather's legs, Heather feasting on Gerrie's snatch and I took my place behind Heather and resumed fucking her. After five or six strokes, I pulled out my cock and rubbed it across Gerrie's lips and face. Seeing she wasn't about to play, I slipped it back into Heather's gash with a syrupy squish. The next time I pulled it out, Gerrie's mouth was open and she willingly took my cockhead in her mouth.

I repeated the process over and over and each time, Gerrie took more and sucked and licked my cock head and shaft, licking all of Heather's pussy juices off of it. Fuck, this was like a dream to me. The number of times I had fantasies about fucking my mother-in-law and then her gorgeous, sexy best friend, and here I was actually doing it - not to just one, but to both at the same time - fuck, I was the luckiest horn-dog around. And it just got better and better.

I wasn't going to last much longer and I gripped Heather's hips tighter and tighter, pumping faster and faster until I felt that familiar tingling in my loins and my cock shot forth great gobs of cum one again. When at last I was finished and I pulled my softening dick from Heather's cunt, she immediately squatted lower and planted her cum-dripping pussy over Gerrie's mouth.

I took a seat on a dressing bench Heather had before her mirror and watched as the two women feasted upon each other's offerings as orgasm after orgasm wracked their bodies. Finally satisfied, they fell apart in sweaty lumps fighting for breath. Gerrie was the first to break the silence.

"Damn, if I had known how tasty a man could be, I would never have refused Don for so long." She began to chuckle but then caught herself and looked at me sternly.

"Roger, I don't know what I'm going to do with you. However am I going to convince my daughter to let you come over to satisfy me?" She rolled onto her back and rubbed at the sweat that appeared between her breasts. "How am I ever going to do without?"

Heather's chuckling made us both look at her.

"How am I ever going to convince your daughter that I've become an incompetent boob on the computer?"

It was several hours later that I finally left Heather's apartment. Well satisfied yet still wanting more and leaving two delectable women smiling and fingering each other's pussies. The added bonus was that there was the tidy sum of five hundred dollars in my pocket. Ann would see two.

That night in bed Ann asked me about the issues with Heather's computer. I explained a virus and that seemed to satisfy her.

"Have you ever noticed how stunning Heather is?" She asked after a period of quiet.

"She is quite beautiful." I agreed. "I'll bet she was a smoker when she was younger."

"She still is. I wonder why she's never out with another man." I decided it was best to consider that a rhetorical statement and let it slide. "I wonder if she's gay or just frigid." Again, I thought it best to feign ignorance but Ann continued, rolling over and reaching down for my well used cock.

"I think I'd let her have her way with me if she ever made a pass." Ann began to stroke my length, I began to rise to the occasion and my mind jumped into over-drive.

That is, as they say, a story for another time.