“Wow! I may have to rethink that marriage. How do you feel about a younger woman?”
“I’m not planning anything permanent in my own relationships, but feel free to stop by whenever you feel like it.”
I smiled. Anna giggled.
“I just might do that.”
It was hard to tell who was the most stunned by our encounter, but Anna left without even mentioning getting the listing again.
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Maybe it was careful planning or maybe it was pure genius. I had my last three blondes schedule for Saturday morning, afternoon, and early evening. Maybe I shouldn’t have the opinion that blondes are easier to fuck, but it seems to be the case. The morning appointment was Joanie.
Joanie didn’t seem as happy as she could be. Turns out she was missing her daughter’s peewee soccer game. By then my own lies didn’t seem to bother me. I told her I was interviewing a couple of agents. Not that each one of them wasn’t living their own lies with clueless husband’s thinking their wives used their brains and charm to get their listing rather that the more receptive spot between their legs.
Joanie seemed resolved to her fate of missing her daughter’s game. After showing her around the house she had used most of her feminine ways to try to impress me that she was still a sexy mother of five deserving children. The children now being watched by her husband at a soccer match. And, Joanie? Well, Joanie had me.
“You said you had interview another agent?”
“Yes.”
“Man or woman?”
“Woman did she make any offer I could match or exceed?”
“Well, she pretty much put it all on the table.”
I thought back to the night before with and Anna naked and nineteen in my kitchen with my cock buried in her.
“Okay … what am I up against?”
“I nodded towards the table.”
“Oh, God … Again??”
I just smiled at the pretty blonde.
“How about I just suck your cock now and let you fuck me later? I’d really like to get to my daughter’s soccer game.”
“I’d like to make my mind up. How do I know you’d be a good fuck if all I get is a blowjob?”
“Shit! How many more are you going to interview?”
“I’ve got one more this afternoon.”
Okay, I lied. I was three for three on the blondes, about to go four for four and had two more blondes coming. And, was going to call in some more agents the next week. It was my lie, but kind a payback. Much like asking your wife how many guys she fucked before you and she says three knowing there was nine. If she says nine it was probably thirty. If she says thirty she isn’t going to remember the names and you don’t want to know anyway because your party girl has fucked over a hundred.
Joanie started to undress. I undressed with her. I’ll give her credit for looking pretty good for a mother of five, but she did have the Mom thing going. Maybe a little rebellious to motherhood with her pussy waxed smooth.
“Oh, I know that look. You need to know that I fucked my husband last night and don’t shower before soccer games. I like to feel the cum inside me.”
“Let me get started and see what I think.”