by Jean Lambert

An alarm went off at 6:00 am. I had been sound asleep and felt bewildered as I woke. Penny shifted her naked body from atop my bare chest and grabbed her phone to shut it off. We had slept naked together after our Sex the night before.

“Sorry, I have to go,” she said. This was good news to me, though unexpected. I recalled the events of Saturday night, and knowing Penny, I was convinced that she would want to spend all of Sunday together. I didn’t work weekends, so I had no excuse to blow her off. However, it seemed as if I wouldn’t need one, “I have to work,” she continued.

“Oh?” I said trying not too sound too happy.

“Yes. I work the weekend shift now. But I would rather make Love with you all day.” She smiled at me through her mop of black hair that was tangled from sleep. “But maybe you can pick me up from work? My mom needs my car today.”

“I don’t know, Penny.”

“Come on. I will make it worth your while.” She gave me a provocative smile and shook her chest. She did look Hot with those big jugs wobbling a foot from my face, but I had to put a stop to this before she wondered we were getting back together.

“Not today. I have reports to work on for Monday.” That was a lie. She pouted and then got out of bed. When she bent over to gather her thong and dress, I got a nice view of that big round Ass. I felt my cock starting to grow again. I hated the urges that I felt. I wanted to just grab Penny and give her a quick fuck before she had to leave. This was the hell of Penny Blake. She wasn’t particularly adventurous in bed, but she loved Sex. Her voluptuous body and her sexual enthusiasm drove me wild. Unfortunately, she was crazy. She would be all sweet now that she wondered we were getting back together, but give it a week or two and the insane Penny would rear her head.

By the time Penny left it was around 6:30 am. I went back to bed, but despite the fact I slept for only about two hours, I couldn’t fall back asleep. By 6:45 am I decided to get up and go to the gym. I rarely worked out that early, but I was pretty certain I would not see Lisa and Lars there. They were night shift people.

During the week, the gym could get crowded even at 7:00 am, but since it was Sunday, only about twenty people were there when I arrived. I was glad to see that neither Lisa nor Lars were among them. It was back day for me, and I started with some lat pull downs. By my third set, I spotted one of my favorite women to gaze at while I was lifting. I called her “Miss Hottie.” She was short like Lisa, but that is where the comparison ended. Miss Hottie was thin, slightly toned, but not muscular at all. She was Asian, maybe in her late 20s, with black hair down to her shoulders. Miss Hottie was maybe 100 lbs., and her small breasts were probably a B cup. She usually split her time between the exercise bike and machine weights.

She sat down at the inner thigh machine next to me and started working her legs. She never looked at me, but when I changed the weight on my pull down machine, it gave me the excuse to look over and check her out. That morning she wore a pair light olive colored, skin tight leggings and a sports top. I was glad to see her midriff showing from her belly button to under her breasts. Her flat stomach at all times turned me on, and I wondered about licking her belly button and then down to her Pussy. I felt myself growing, but no one could see from my seated position.

Miss Hottie finished with the thigh machine after only three sets, and then headed for the other end of the gym. I turned and watched her. She had a great body from any angle, but it was her little Ass that had my attention as she walked away. She never noticed me during her workouts as she seemed to be all company in the gym.

By the time I finished with the lat machine, I was no longer aroused. Seated rows were next, but I never go the opportunity to use the machine. My phone started buzzing in my pocket. I pulled it out, and damn if it wasn’t Penny calling me. I let it ring, but as soon as it stopped she called back. I knew how this would go. She wouldn’t stop until I answered.

I moved to one side of the gym and picked up her third call. “Penny, I’m at the gym,” I said before she could begin talking.

“I left my purse at your apartment,” she responded. Damn. Did she do that on purpose? “I really need it,” she continued. “Can you drop it at my mother’s house? I will stop there on my morning break. Please, please please.” Her possessiveness had begun again already. Sometimes, having a cock and balls was very inconvenient.

“OK,” I said. At least I could drop off her purse and get out of her mother’s house before Penny showed up.

Once home from the gym, I found Penny’s purse on my living room floor. I grabbed it and drove to Mrs. Blake’s house. I pulled in the driveway next to Penny’s car, and remembered that she said she had to leave it for her mother. I was not sure how Penny was gonna get to the house on her break, but I really didn’t care. I was gonna just drop of the purse and get out of there.

I rang the doorbell, and Mrs. Blake answered. She had obviously just gotten up as she was still in her house robe. Mrs. Blake looked like Penny, just older and with gray hair. They had the same body shape and facial features, so it was clear what Penny would look like in twenty five years.

“Roy,” she said plainly. I don’t think Mrs. Blake ever really liked me, but I was sure Penny poisoned the well daily after we broke up three months ago.

“I brought Penny’s purse.”

“Yes, she told me you would be over. Come in.” She turned and walked into the house.

“I really can’t stay,” I said carrying the purse in with me. Mrs. Blake ignored me, strolled into the kitchen and went to the stove. Grabbing a spatula she flipped some eggs in a frying pan.

“You’re busy, so I will just leave the purse on the table.”

“Sit down, Roy,” she responded.

“I really can’t – “

“We need to have a chat.” Yeah. This was gonna be torture. Obviously, Penny told her mother about last night or at least some story that Penny and I were back together. I reluctantly took a seat at the kitchen table. “Do you want some eggs?”

“No. I really can’t stay long.”

“Have some eggs.” She brought over a plate with eggs and bacon and put down on the table in front of me. “Eat,” she said. There was already a mug containing silverware on the table, so I pulled out a knife and fork and started to wolf down the food as quickly as efficient. Mrs. Blake grabbed her own plate and sat to the side of the table on my left.

“I know that Penny slept at your place last night.”

“Look, Mrs Blake – “

“Roy, honey. Don’t talk. Just listen.” I shut up and gave her my attention.

“Penny and you just don’t work. We all know it. Now, don’t think I am taking her side on this. I know my daughter is a bit crazy.” A bit? That was an understatement. “And I know you don’t want the kind of relationship that will suit her. So, I don’t think you two should see each other anymore. Let us just chalk up last night to a one off, shall we? You go your way, and she can go her way.”

“Mrs. Blake. I agree with you,” I said relieved. “Last night was a bad idea.”

“Good. Then we are on the same page.”

“We are, but what about Penny?” I asked. Mrs. Blake smiled back at me.

“You let me worry about Penny. I know my daughter. She will text you and call you over the next week or two, but whatever she does, don’t respond to her. You leave the rest to me. Trust me. She will stop contacting you eventually.”

“Great, Mrs. Blake. Thanks for the breakfast, but I need to go.” I pushed my chair back and stood up.”

“Sit back down, Roy. I’m not done.” I did what she said. “Now that Penny is dealt with, we must deal with you.” What was she talking about? “I know you don’t want to get back into a relationship with Penny. I know you regret last night, but I also know you will make the same mistake again.”

“Never again, Mrs. Blake.” She grinned at me and shook her head.

“Roy, I am fifty two years old. I find out men, and I find out you probably better than you find out yourself. Penny has talked a lot about you since you two broke up. She has told me everything, Roy, including how Horny you are and what you are like in bed.” I must have had a look of shock on my face, because Mrs. Blake almost laughed. “It’s OK,” she reassured me. “The point is that I know you’re a guy who needs regular Sex. I know that last night you had a hard dick that needed a wet Pussy.” Crap. I couldn’t believe that Penny’s mom was saying this to me so candidly. “That is why you will want to reach out to my daughter again. You will have more moments of weakness. You will want Penny to satisfy your needs, and she will come running.”

Mrs. Blake just looked at me as I sat there in stunned silence. I wanted to protest against what she said, but I knew it was true.

“I can see that you agree with me,” she said. “But don’t despair, I have a solution to your issue. An alternative, if you will, to Penny satisfying your frequent urges.” That worried me. Hopefully this alternative did not include castration.

“What alternative?”

“I will satisfy you.” At first I thought I must have heard her wrong, but the grin on her face told me otherwise. “Think about it, Roy. You don’t have to see Penny ever again. You get your rocks off, and I get your Hot body and hard dick. Everyone wins.” To say I was in shock was an understatement. I couldn’t even speak.

“Perhaps you need a preview to know that I am serious?” Mrs. Blake stood up and removed the tie holding her robe, exposing herself. She was completely naked underneath. Her body was almost exactly like Penny’s, but the mother’s tits were even bigger and not quite as firm. Her areolas were also much larger. And unlike Penny, Mrs. Blake was completely shaved.

As I looked her over, Mrs. Blake move toward me, bent over and kissed me on the lips. I felt her tongue enter my mouth and mingle with my own. At the same time, she grabbed my cock with one hand and started to rub me over my pants. I tried to push her away, but my hands grabbed both of her tits. “Yes, honey,” she said before again planting her lips back on my mouth.

I knew this was wrong, but I felt my cock growing under her hand. She felt it too. She removed her lips from mine and dropped to her knees in front of me, still rubbing my cock. “Relax, honey,” she said as she unbuttoned and unzipped my pants. She pulled my pants and briefs down simultaneously, and I found my self scooching forward to allow her to pull them to my ankles. “That’s what I want,” she said as see grabbed my exposed cock. She stroked me without removing her eyes from my penis. Her hands felt so soft and were a little slick, probably from the cooking oil.

She started licking the head, teasing my dick to full hardness. First she flicked her tongue just where the shaft met the head. Then she started to swirl her tongue around the tip and lick my pee hole. Her technique was so gentle and tantalizing. I had never felt anything like it. Finally, she took me in her mouth. She sucked lightly on the head, and stroked me with one hand. Just when I thought she wouldn’t take me any deeper into her mouth, she sucked in another inch. Then she did something I had never experienced before. She pushed another inch into her mouth and then sucked back hard on my shaft. She repeated this motion, gradually sucking more and more of my cock into her mouth. I wondered where she would stop, but she didn’t until she had swallowed all of me right up to the balls. This woman was deep throating me!

I heard my own moaning as I tilted back my head and closed my eyes. Mrs. Blake held my cock in her throat for longer than I believed possible. She never once gagged or chocked. All the while, I felt her tongue massaging the underside of my shaft and even teasing the front of my balls. After what must have been minutes, she finally pulled me out of her throat and mouth and started stroking me furiously. “Penny was right. You have a gorgeous penis.”

I would have been angry that Penny discussed such intimate details with her mother, but at that moment I didn’t care. All I wanted was Mrs. Blake to continue. And she did. She took me into her mouth again, but this time she stroked me fast and hard while she sucked. I could hear her slurping on my shaft even over my heavy breathing and moans of pleasure.

When she started squeezing my balls with her Free hand, I knew I was reaching the point of no return. My balls tightened in her hands. I felt the build up of sperm aching to be released. And then I came. I gasped as the first load of sperm sprayed into her mouth. My spasms continued in rapid succession, and it felt like they would never end. It seemed like I shot a gallon of jizz into her mouth before the spasms of my Orgasm finally slowed. She didn’t stop her sucking, stroking and squeezing until I was completely drained.

I looked down at her as she finally removed my cock from her mouth. She still held my hard shaft in her hands while she gently kissed my dick. She smiled still gazing at my cock and then licked her lips. Oh my god. She had done more then just suck me off. She had just made Love to my cock.

As I continued to look at her face, I didn’t care that she was fifty-two. I didn’t care about her gray hair or the wrinkles around her eyes. I didn’t care that she was Penny’s mom. This woman was beautiful, and she had just given me the best blow job of my life.

“Mrs. Blake. That was incredible.”

“Oh honey. I think you can call me Gloria now.” She gave my cock a final kiss and then rose to her feet and grabbed her cell phone off the kitchen table. “I got your number off of Penny’s phone. I am texting you mine, so you can let me know when you need more relief. I’m home most evenings and sometime during the day.” I watched her type in a message, and then she turned and looked me over. “I think you had better put that Hot dick away and get going before Penny arrives, which will probably be in about five minutes.”

story continues in Part 3