Chapter 9
Nina examined each photograph taken of her with a critical eye. "Don't you think I seem out of character? I mean, a woman my age fondling herself in such a daring manner might not be pleasantly received."
Dave, standing behind her, shook his head. "I think they capture your true essence, and will attract public attention in a favorable light."
He spread his shots of her across his table. Nina sat, regarding each with a great deal of skepticism. Dave requested her permission to submit them to one of the men's magazines where he occasionally presented his work. Nina remained ambivalent. Generating that kind of publicity might be a professional blunder. She certainly didn't want to create a negative impression for a future employer, who might stumble upon them.
"Your beauty is of model quality," Dave insisted. "The fact that a woman your age can easily excite the masses will be to your credit."
"A woman my age," she mused. "You make forty-four sound ancient."
"I'm two years older than you. Women half my age normally got my blood churning. You bring it to a boil with little effort."
"I'm sure last night's action contributed to that comment."
He fondled her ass. "In part. However, let's face it, Nina: you're hot. Women like to know that sex continues beyond forty. Many honestly believe that their life is over, that their best years are behind them."
Nina giggled. "How untrue."
"Tell it with these pictures. Show people-young and old-that a woman ripens with age. Give them a delectable sample of your seasoned sexiness." He ground himself against her. She could feel the start of an erection growing against her spine. "Besides, look at the increasing number of renowned actresses unafraid of baring themselves in sizzling centerfolds. Women older than you have been known to flash their tits."
"That's different," Nina mentioned, enjoying the solid rise in his briefs. She anticipated Dave waking with a morning hard-on. He made a grab for her, which she cleverly eluded. Her chances of escaping it were narrow. "Those women have glamour and radiance."
"And you don't? I think not. You're refreshing proof of my claim."
He pressed himself into her upper back. His cock swelled in size. Ohhhhhhhhhhhh. She could feel its expansion. His throb was recognizable.
"I appreciate your enthusiasm, but regrettably decline your offer. Put those pictures in a safe place. We'll revisit the topic at a later date."
He plastered himself to her warm skin. "How about a quickie? I don't think I can otherwise get on with my day. Thinking about what we did last night has my pipes steaming. What do you say?"
Nina considered granting him some relief. Her pussy, however, felt tender. Slowly, she turned to confront the hefty shape bulging in his briefs. "Were you this horny when you were younger?"
He grinned. "I've gotten worse over time."
"I figured." She caressed his bulge. "Mmmmmmm. You're like a rock."
"Can you handle another round of Push and Pull?" he huskily probed.
Nina lowered his waistband. His stout cock sprang at her. The volatility of his need impressed her. Dave possessed the sex drive of an eighteen-year-old. "How about if I just give it a kiss?"
"I don't think that'll butter the corn."
She let out her tongue and gave that purplish orb a slurp. She could taste her pussy on him. The previous night's festivities left him thoroughly coated.
Nina concealed a stab of her disappointment. They made enough noise to raise the dead. A person would have had to be deaf not to get an earful of her climatic screams. Dave instigated a whole lot of trouble by putting his tongue where it didn't belong.
She thought it best to get him off quick, then return to her apartment. Curious as to how things went with Kirk, she couldn't wait to question Nancy.
Nina considered his balls first. She administered a layer of saliva-rich bubbles over that sensitive area. His velvety sac tasted good.
He jerked at her tingling application. "Christ." His Adam's apple quivered. "Oh, yeah, baby. Lick them. Get them wet."
Nina watched Dave's jaw hang. Witnessing his loss of control gave her an edge. She encompassed his balls with her hot drool. His cock stood high and tremulous at her subsequent flicks.
She opened her mouth and took him. Mmmmmm. She smothered his wildly beating dick in moist heat. Her lips massaged him. She matched the mouthfuls she seized to his gasps.
"Oh, yeah, baby," he grunted, tilting back his head. He thrust himself at her. "Suck my dick."
Nina steered her hands around his hips, then filled them with his flexing cheeks. She pulled him tightly to her face, deep-throating him. Mmmmmm. Her tongue exacted its torture.
Dave was hoarse with joy. He watched, through heavy lids, his cock disappearing in that luscious ring. Ahhhhhhh. Nina gave the best head. Moving his hips, he fucked her mouth. Those moist lips held him fast. The skin of his dick bunched around her oral clamp before he managed to gain access. Ahhhhhhhh. He stuck himself into that sweet vacuum. He groaned from her attack of his large vein. She throttled it until he was dazed. After regrouping his thoughts, he marshaled his forces to take command. With his feet set apart, he leaned himself into those grabbing lips and profited from their conflict.
"Blow me," he grunted, steering his bulbous head to the rear of her mouth. "Swallow it. Oh, yeah. Suck me to the root."
He could tell by the pressure of her dick-sucking lips that Nina very much wanted to taste his orgasm. He pumped her face faster, wanting to give her what she sought. Ahhhhhhhhhhh. Her tongue put him through sheer agony. At her constriction, Dave thought he was going to explode. Nina stayed on him, putting him through delicious hell. Watching his thing vanish into her wet, hot circle was visibly depleting.
Nina suddenly pulled away from it. Her spit trickled down his cock. "Want to fuck my tits?"
Almost woozy, he nodded.
She surrounded his dick with her billowy globes. He groaned when sliding into their silken groove. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Nina was wonderfully soft. Her eyes flashed at him. The lips that stroked him curved in satisfaction.
"Let's tuck you in there," she mewled. His cock was warm and slippery. He palpitated in her velvety confines. "Slow down, baby. You won't have as long to enjoy it if you get there too fast."
Firmly clasping her shoulders, he embarked upon the road to pleasure. His pulsing cock skidded through her ample cleavage. "Oh, yeah. Those tits feel good."
"Do it," Nina moaned, offering them for his fulfillment. "Fuck those tits. Rub your cock inside them. I want you to cum all over my nipples. Give them a jism bath. Ohhhhhhhhhh. That's it. Stroke them with your stiff cock."
Mesmerized, Dave obeyed. He observed his swollen helmet rising through those twin pillows. Nina exerted a crushing softness. His saliva-coated dick plowed through that silky. division. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh. Lick that head, baby. Put it in your mouth if you can."
Nina lowered her tongue and pressed into his cum slit. A drop of pre-cum oozed. "I can taste how horny you are. Mmmmmmmm." She wrapped him tighter in her trench. "I can feel your excitement with my tits."
Dave worked his dick through her cushiony tent. "Yeah. Fuck me with those tits. I'm going to cum all over those fucking tits."
"Ohhhhhhhh," Nina panted, massaging him. She gave his cockhead a sporadic slurp. "Jizz on them, baby. Splatter them with your man stuff. I want your hot goo running down them. Oh, yeah."
Dave's features reddened while he thrust himself into a swelter. Capping the disturbance in his balls was a worthless exercise. He neared orgasm with each tit-jamming stroke. "I'm going to shoot, baby. Ahhhhhhhhh. Getting close. Gonna squirt all over those tits."
"Yeah. Juice them. Spray me. Ohhhhhhhhh. Cover them with it."
He tore himself out of her velvety clutch and aimed. "Uggghhhhhhhh," he growled while firing his hot cum. Thick globs landed on Nina's quivering tits. "Ugggghhh. Uggghhhh."
Nina reveled in his blistering shower. Scooping up her tits, she held them for maximum coverage. He spewed over her proffered pair, giving them everything he had. She moaned as jism streamed over her erect nubs, then incorporated his spray of white into her circle of pink. Ohhhhhhhhh. Dave was a veritable inferno bubbling inside. His cum warmed her nipples.
Dave slumped against her. The strength had gone from him. "Oh, Christ. Ahhhhhhhh."
Nina returned to her apartment, expecting to find Nancy sleeping off her night of pleasure. That was not the case. Her daughter lazed on the stacked mattresses with her arms folded behind her head. A serene smile graced her lips. Nina couldn't remember her daughter looking more radiant. A night with Kirk surely had improved her disposition.
"Well, you appear as though you've got the world in your pocket," Nina declared, making her presence known.
Nancy, sighing, nodded. "Whew. I've never enjoyed sex so much."
Nina sat on the edge of the mattresses. "It certainly changes your whole perspective on life, doesn't it?"
"You've noticed that, too?" Nancy paused. "Incidentally, where were you last night? I kept expecting you to walk through the door while Kirk was over, yet you never showed up."
Nina was hesitant to reveal her casual affair with Dave Manchester. Although it was totally aboveboard, she saw no reason to furnish Nancy that information. "I spent the night with a friend."
"I'm relieved. I wasn't pressing Kirk to leave-if you catch my drift." The glimmer in her eyes served as sufficient connotation.
The phone jangled in the background. Nina, giggling, automatically picked it up.
"Your scheme backfired," Kirk said.
Nina cradled the receiver. "In what respect?"
"Hasn't she told you?"
She glanced at Nancy, who lapsed into her dreamy state. "Not as yet."
"Perhaps I ought to leave the explanation up to her. I wouldn't want to spoil the surprise."
"What are you talking about?"
"Ask her. I'll see you this evening at Tangerine's." The abrupt click informed her Kirk had gone.
Nina shrugged while replacing the receiver. Whatever had that meant? It was uncommon for Kirk to leave her in suspense.
"Are you free today?" Nancy asked out of the clear blue.
Nina had given thought to polishing her resume for the job opportunity Rich Battaglia mentioned. Her interview was set for the following week. "I suppose."
"I want to shop for an apartment."
"An apartment?" Light was shed on Kirk's mystery. "Are you inferring something?"
"More than inferring, Mom: I want to make Chicago my new home."
Nina perceived Kirk's gloom. With Nancy a permanent fixture, what would become of their relationship? "Are you certain of this? Perhaps you may want time to think it through?"
"I've made up my mind. My decision is final. Last night cinched it for me." She curled up. "It's only a matter of time. Kirk wants something permanent."
Nina edited the panic from her tone. "Has he told you that?"
"No, but I sense it." Nancy stretched, flaunting her pert breasts. "Mmmmmmmmm. Wow. I feel great. I can't recall rolling out of the bed with the same exhilaration when I was with Peter."
Listening to her daughter ramble on about her budding romance with Kirk left her with a sour stomach. How could she possibly diffuse the situation? Any attempt on her part would lead to devastating repercussions. Nancy's ill-fated love affair with that self-centered fool precluded her taking decisive action.
If Nancy learned that Kirk was involved in a hot and heavy relationship with her mother, she would be crushed. There was no possible way of minimizing the blow.
From the sound of Kirk's voice, he would continue the charade under no circumstances. He had played his part a little too well. Nancy was totally infatuated with him-and the prospect of marriage.
"Mom, aren't you happy for me?" Nancy solicited.
Nina forced cheer into her tone. "Of course, darling. Kirk is a wonderful person."
"I realize he's younger, but that doesn't make a difference, does it?"
Nina sighed. "Not as far as I'm concerned."