“Oh, that won’t make a difference. I can always use some cock. Not that I’m a slut. I do fuck to get listings, but I’m not one of those that gives it away to everybody. I’d like your cock in me again and again. I’m comfortable with you.”
There was that “comfortable” word again. This time coming from Maggie. I kissed her and watched her walk to her car. As I waved to her I thought, “There goes another wife going back to her husband with a cunt full of cum.”
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I wasn’t sure when I’d hear from Anna. She could be tied up with a client or maybe fucking for another listing. I showered Maggie off me and changed the sheets. I was doing a lot of laundry. I got in an hour or so logged in to work. Anna’s called about three with a 5 minute warning that she was on her way. She was ready to fuck when she arrived.
The green light was given to go down on her. She said I had been her last fuck when we got together on Sunday.
“It’s because you just aren’t trying.” I teased.
Anna beat me undressed and straddled my thighs facing me. Her busy little cunt gaped open a bit as I went for a finger in her. Something had her so hot she was squirming before I was in to the second knuckle. She kissed me while I finger-fucked her. Then she broke the kiss.
“Want to eat my little pussy?”
She knew I did and squealed as she ran naked for my bedroom. By the time I caught up her legs were spread and she had my meal all ready for me.
“Do me good. I’ve been thinking about this and needing it badly all day long.”
My tongue was flooded with girl juices. Anna was fucking her cunt right at my face. She got what she needed pretty quickly and was polite enough to lay there and let me continued to give her little orgasms that made her tummy quiver.
“Go ahead and fuck me. I might get out of here and sell something today.”
She wasn’t really in a hurry and I managed to cum in her twice.
The contrast with Maggie was staggering comparing a woman with seven marriages to a nineteen year old waiting for her first. Don’t expect me to explain the difference between fucking someone with all that experience and someone about to become a first time bride. I didn’t bother to dress as Anna got ready to leave. I’d work naked at the computer for a while before cleaning up for a late evening appointment about the listing.
“Hey, you are on your own for a while. I’ve got wedding things to do the whole rest of the week. You’ll fuck me Saturday morning. Dumbass thinks he needs to golf again with his buddies before we get married. A couple of hours after you fuck me I’ll be Mrs. What’s-his-name.” She laughed.
“Whoa, I thought is was next week.”
“No, this Saturday. After that you’ll be cumming in a married woman. The way he likes golf we should figure on four hours every Saturday. You can eat that pussy you’re always after. And, maybe we’ll get a couple of chances like this every week.”
“Are you sure you want to get married?”
It all seemed kind of surreal. New husband and planning to fuck me on the side several times per week.