Chapter 4
Joel's mother decided she had better things to do during the day than keep the house neat and tidy, so she hired a full-time maid.
Nora was no longer home much during the day. She had invested in a small business that took up her daytime hours. Her son's job kept him away from home during the day too, which was why she decided to buy the business. Why hang around the house if her son wasn't there, screwing her?
What Nora didn't know, though, was that after she hired the maid, her son began spending more time at home.
Her name was Marie and she was a rather attractive woman in her forties. She was a little on the buxom side, round fleshy tits and a plump ass. From the time Joel met her, he had the hots for her. He wanted to fuck her so bad that whenever his mother wasn't around, he couldn't keep his hands off her. He always found a way to get close to her and sneakily brush against her tits. When he found he could get away with that, he grew bolder. He playfully patted her ass.
One morning, Marie came into his bedroom to make up his bed. Joel came out of the shower and all he had on was his bathrobe. He was so hot for Marie he threw caution to the winds and made his move. He shrugged off his bathrobe, took her in his arms and laid a hot passionate kiss on her. When they came up for air, he had his hand on one of her boobs, fondling it.
She looked into his eyes with a stern expression on her face and said, "I have a son almost your age and if I knew he behaved with a woman the way you're behaving with me, I'd smack his ears for him."
Joel grinned at her and took a firm hold on both cheeks of her ass. "I've got news for you, Marie. Unless your son is odd, this is exactly the way he behaves with a woman."
"What a terrible young man you are," she gasped, trying to sound exasperated. "This is wrong."
"What do you mean?" Joel asked.
"I'm an employee and you're taking advantage of me," she said. "You exposed yourself to me, held me and kissed me, fondled my breast, and your hands are all over my rear end."
"So?"
"So I'm helpless to do anything about it," she informed him. "If I go downstairs and tell your mother, she'll scold you, but she'll let me go. She won't let me stay when I'm a temptation to you. You get to feel my goodies and I lose my job. Is that fair?"
"It doesn't have to be that way," Joel told her. "Mom doesn't need to know anything about it."
"Or my husband either, I suppose?"
When Joel's mother hired Marie as a maid, she also hired her husband as the new gardener, to replace the one who had just retired.
"He's down there tending to the flower beds and trimming the hedges while his wife is up here being fondled," Marie went on.
"No one needs to know," Joel said.
"And I'm supposed to let you go right on grabbing and feeling?" she replied.
"It isn't if you're enjoying it as much as I am," Joel argued. "And you are, aren't you?"
"What makes you think so?" Marie said, gazing down at his upright boner like she couldn't take her eyes off it.
He pulled her into his arms and kissed her again. "I can tell when a woman is feeling horny," he told her. "Right now you're as hotly aroused as I am."
A slight smile spread across her face. "Oh. Really? I suppose you're right then."
When he tried to pull up her dress, she let out a yell.
"What do you think you're doing?"
"I'm going to undress you."
"Have you lost your mind?" she gasped. "With your mother downstairs?"
"But I want to fuck you."
"Well, use your head, for heaven's sake," she replied. "If your mother comes up here, I could never get my clothes back on in time."
"But I want to fuck you," Joel repeated.
"I'll take my panties off and that's all," she said as she hiked up her dress, hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and dragged them down from around her hips and ass to her ankles. Then she stepped out of them. "Now if your mother comes up here, I can kick my panties under the bed and you can grab up your bathrobe and put it on. You have to use your head, young man."
"Yeah, you're right," he agreed.
"I'm surprised some husband, father or mother hasn't caught you in the act long ago," Marie grumbled. "You must be just plain lucky."
Joel watched as she held her dress up around her waist and bent over, then supported herself by placing her hands on the mattress. That was all the invitation he needed. He came up behind her and ran his hands all over the satiny smooth flesh of her plump bare ass. He put his prick in the crease between her buns and let the head slide down until it came to the puffy moist lips of her pussy.
While he held her by her hips, he thrust forward, sinking the head and half the length of the shaft in her hot cunthole. He pulled back, moved forward again and went in deeper. Marie stood there with her legs apart, pushing her fat ass back at him. On the fourth thrust, he was in all the way to his balls.
"Damn, your pussy feels good," he moaned.
Marie had a tight, slick tunnel that massaged every inch of his thick shaft as it moved back and forth inside her. He pulled her back against him until his groin was pressed against her ass cheeks.
He fucked her hard and fast, listening to the squishy sounds of his cock thrusting into her wetness while they both moaned and sighed and mumbled about how good it was.
"Oh, Marie, what a nice tight pussy.
"I've been working here for nearly three weeks," she gaped. "It took you long enough to get around to it."
"You'd have had this cock long before this if I'd known you wanted it. Why didn't you say something?"
"How was I to know you'd be interested in an older, fat lady like me?" she said breathlessly.
"You're not old," he told her as he humped her. "You're not fat either. Just pleasantly plump. I'm wild about your nice round ass."
"In that case, I'll show you the rest of me sometime."
"Yeah. I want to see you naked."
The slap of his thighs against her fleshy butt made an erotic sound that added to his carnal lust for her. Marie pushed back against him to meet each forward thrust and the lips of her pussy clung tightly to his slippery shaft.
Joel could feel himself getting close to shooting off his load, and he could sense that Marie was about to be swept into her orgasm. He reached around to tickle and torment her clit while his cock continued to piston into her pussy. She bucked and writhed, and he felt her cuntal secretions on his fingers. He let out a guttural cry as he blasted off. Marie's ass was a blur of motion.
After a while, he sat on the side of the bed and watched as she put her panties back on.
She smiled at him and said, "Now that you've whetted your appetite, you'll find my pussy easier to get next time."
His dick had risen again. "Next time? I still want it."
"Well, that's all you're going to get for now," she said. "Your mother may come up here at any moment."
"Next time I fuck you, I want you naked," he told her.
She turned at the door and laughed. "That will have to wait until your mother is out and we have the place all to ourselves."
John and Nancy Carver were a pleasant, attractive couple in their mid twenties. John was employed by the same company where Joel Denner was a successful young executive. Joel was John's boss.
John, an ambitious young man who was eager to get ahead, did everything he knew how to please his boss. It occurred to him that it might help his career quite a bit if he invited Joel to his home for dinner and to meet his wife. Joel spent a delightful evening with them and he reciprocated the next weekend by taking John and Nancy boating. They got along well and other get-togethers followed. The three of them attended parties and many other social functions. The Carvers continued to have Joel over for dinner. John was pleased that his wife went to great lengths to make his boss feel they had become close friends. Had he observed his wife a little more closely, however, he might have realized just how fond she had become of Joel.
Then Joel began dropping by to see Nancy while her husband was at the office. Just an innocent mid-morning chat over coffee. At least, that was all it was at first. Nancy made him feel welcome, because she looked forward to Joel's daytime visits, which she didn't bother to tell her husband about. The way he looked at her, like it was all he could do to keep his hands off her, made her realize Joel had designs on her and she found that exciting. Her face flushed and her pussy got hot each time he came to see her. By then, she had a case of the hots for him that she had trouble concealing.
The next thing she noticed was that Joel managed to sneakily fondle her boobs each time he passed by her. Or he'd give her ass a playful feel. If she'd resented what he was doing, she'd have told her husband about it. But she didn't, because his sly, erotic actions turned her on. She found herself looking forward to the next time he came over, so he could fondle her boobs and feel her ass some more.
At first, she attributed his naughty behavior to the fact he didn't have a woman of his own and wasn't able to satisfy his need to fondle titties and feel ass. But the women she talked to who knew him soon set her straight on that. They told her several neighborhood women saw to it that he got all the pussy he could possibly handle while their husbands were away somewhere. So it wasn't that Joel wasn't getting any pussy, she decided. What he wanted was her pussy.
She was further convinced that his actions were far from innocent by the fact that he didn't act that way with her when he came over in the evening when her husband was home. With her husband there, her tits and butt didn't get touched. Had John known Joel was grabbing her boobs and ass during the day while he was at the office, his rage would have been something to behold.
Then Joel added something more to his tittie fondling and ass touching. Because he was such a close and dear friend, when he'd get up to leave, he'd have to give Nancy a good-bye kiss. The first time it was just a peck on the cheek. The second time it was on the mouth. The third time he put something more into it. His tongue was in her mouth and his hands had a firm hold on both cheeks of her ass.
When he came over the day after that, he might have figured he had Nancy hot and horny enough that he was going to get a lot more than just coffee and conversation. If that was what he thought, he was right. When he knocked on the door and Nancy answered it, all she had on was her negligee with nothing under it.
She led him straight to the couch in the living room and snuggled up beside him. Then her arms went about his neck and she laid a kiss on him that turned his prick into a solid bone.
When she finally let him come up for air, she said, "Damn you, you've been teasing me long enough. You light my fire and leave it burning. This time you're going to finish what you started."
With that, she pulled open the upper part of her filmy negligee, exposing her round jiggling boobs to Joel's lustful gaze. She grabbed a handful of his hair, pulled his face onto them, and said, "Feast on these-for starters."
Nancy was thrilled at the way he went at them, like he hadn't had any tittie in ages. She had no way of knowing, of course, that Joel sucked his mother's boobs when he was 18, and had been nursing on them ever since.
The way he devoured her knockers, it would have been so easy for Nancy to believe her tits were the only ones in the whole world Joel was interested in. But from what she'd been told, she knew that couldn't be true. Probably half the women in his neighborhood had cradled his head in their cleavage.
He sucked ravenously on one stiffened nipple and then the other. And that wasn't all he was doing. His hand was under her negligee, feeling her cunt. When his exploring fingers found her clit and began teasing and tormenting it, she let out a plaintive wail and just let it all go. She was swept into an orgasm that left her breathless.
It took her a while to recover and, when her head cleared, Joel was still sucking on her boobs and fingering her twat, building her up for a second climax. He took his time. There was no need to hurry. Before he left the office, he'd given John enough work assignments to keep him busy all day. He'd probably phone his wife to tell her he'd have to stay late at the office. So Joel had plenty of time to enjoy Nancy's goodies.
But after Nancy had been swept through her second orgasm, she wanted more than having her titties sucked on and her pussy tickled and teased, and she had no qualms about asking for it.
"Here I am, letting you put me through one orgasm after another, without knowing beforehand what it is that I'm getting all worked up about," she told him. "How about unzipping your pants and showing me what you've got?"
"You mean you want to check out the merchandise before things go too far?" Joel said, grinning at her.
"Something like that," she admitted. "Your pecker might be smaller than John's, which means it wouldn't be worth bothering with. Why get all hot and excited over something I've already got?"
"You're right," Joel teased. "A smart woman would have checked it out first."
"Come on," Nancy said. "Haul it out."
Grinning at her with confidence, Joel did better than that. He yanked off his shoes and socks, then got to his feet and stripped. He stood there before her, letting her look him over. He had good reason to be confident.
"Forgive me for having doubted you," Nancy gasped.
"You like it?"
"It's the most awesome thing I've ever seen," she said. "It's long, thick and solid as oak. It sticks out from your groin like a handle on a pump."
"Now it's your turn to show me what you've got," Joel suggested. "All you have to do is open up that negligee."
But Nancy wasn't to be put off. "You could pick and choose from all the single girls in town by waving that thing around," she said. "How come you aren't married yet?"
Joel chuckled. "I was almost engaged once. But she walked into the house one day without knocking and she caught me fucking the woman from next door. That pissed her off. Some women are like that. They don't like to share."
"They can be so selfish," Nancy agreed as she got to her feet and shrugged off her negligee. She moved in close, took hold of his cock and rubbed the head of it along her moist pussy lips. "Husbands can be too. John thinks my pussy belongs to him and no one else. If he knew this big, beautiful dick was rubbing against my twat, he'd freak right out."
"That's no problem," Joel said as he held her in his arms, with his hands on both cheeks of her bare ass. "Wives are very clever. When a woman wants a particular cock, she gets it, whenever she wants it, and her husband doesn't have to know a thing about it."
"Am I going to get this one whenever I want it?"
"If you want it as much as I want you to have it, it will be in your pussy more than it will be out of it." Joel assured her.
Nancy was too impatient to indulge in any more conversation. She led him up to her bedroom and they got onto the bed together. Joel crawled over her. His pecker looked immense. Slowly he entered her.
"I'm glad you're taking it easy," Nancy panted. "You have a lot more to push in there than John has."
He moved forward, feeding her more cock, then retreated in smooth gliding motions. Each time he moved forward, he went in deeper, until finally it was all the way in, right to his balls. Then he fucked her. He fucked her gloriously, and Nancy gave back as good as she was getting.
"Oh, Nancy, this is great," he panted. "We'll be doing this a lot from now on."
"It sure beats coffee and conversation at the kitchen table, doesn't it?" Nancy gasped.