This is part 25 of my continuing story and I recommend you read the prior stories in order before reading this one.

All characters are well over the age of consent.

This is a work of fiction.

Enjoy!

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Janet had been one of the ladies that had jumped on Leeann’s case when the “Roaring 40’s” ladies first heard about me.

The next day, Janet apologized to Leeann about how she had acted, and Leeann, in turn, invited her to the dinner later that week where the Cougars met my male friends. This is Pt. 23 — Trapping a Cougar.

What Leeann did not tell me was that Janet had asked about the three of us having some fun together, naked, in bed. I only found out about this later, although there were some serious hints dropped along the way, but I was too blind or deaf to take notice of any clues.

For example, when a woman asks if you’ve ever been in a threesome, shouldn’t that be a clue that she wants to participate in one?

Duh! Sometimes I cannot see past the end of my own hard dick.

Back to the story … Leeann’s handpicked choice of one of my friends to connect with Janet couldn’t make the dinner, so Leeann asked me to “date” both she and Janet that evening. Janet and I hit it off and Janet invited me to have lunch with her at one of the hotels where she was head of Human Resources.

I didn’t want to allow too much time to lapse between the dinner and the offered lunch date, so I emailed Janet, and we agreed to meet the following Thursday for lunch. Leeann had left that morning for the weekend and Laura, my morning and noontime friend with advantages, was also out of town after our early morning bonking session so I was looking forward to meeting Janet one on one and seeing how things proceeded.

I was hoping that something would materialize for the weekend. I was all caught up in my work and was looking to play. Meaning, get laid.

Company focused hotels are usually dead in the middle of the day unless there are business meetings being held. Plus, it was summer and so, the restaurant was deserted except for the two of us. Even though the dining room was large, it was laid out in such a way that it was very intimate.

I want to distribute an observation that women who wear dark clothing are usually hiding something. Or trying to make some things look smaller.

Usually, their Ass and sometimes their tits. Or both.

At the dinner at my house, Janet had on a dark blue dress that hid most of her figure, but I did notice that she had small feet, thin ankles, and nice legs. I also noticed that her shoulders were wider than her hips, all the time a good sign. I wasn’t into big Ass girls. Never was, never will be.

I was waiting for Janet in the restaurant when she walked in, and it was like I was hit by a thunderbolt. As in, WOW.

We’re talking stunning. Beautiful. Instant dick hardening. And that was before I smelled the fragrance she had dabbed behind her ears and on her neck. And, at some point I’d figure out if she dabbed a little between her breasts and her thighs.

Now, she wasn’t tall; she stood maybe 5’6″, with shoulder length blonde hair, maybe 115 pounds, wearing a white sleeveless summer dress highlighting a delightfully more than ample chest, a flat belly, and an Ass to die for. Her arms were slender, tanned and toned. She was wearing minimal jewelry including a small gold band on her left hand. Her smile was genuine as was her sense of humor. I found her to be smart, articulate, funny and beautiful.

Oh, and did I say, sexy as hell?

She was married, something neither Leeann nor she had mentioned at my house.

I took it all in and my cock rose quickly to the occasion. It was that quick of a response to her sexiness.

Janet greeted me with a full-on hug and a kiss on the cheek, giving me a teaser of her large, firm breasts.

I was 100 percent sure she felt my hard cock.

“Thanks for coming, Rick” she smiled at me.

I returned her smile with “Thanks for the invite. I’ve never been in here before.”

“When we finish lunch, I’ll give you a tour.”

We’d no sooner ordered iced teas when a young lady of about eighteen showed up with a little boy, who came running up to Janet, yelling, “Mama, mama!”

Janet pulled the little one onto her lap and hugging and kissing him, asked him about his morning and what he had for lunch.

It was a very pleasant thing to watch, a little boy and his mom; the boy was cute, and you could tell he was going to be tall, lean, and handsome.

After a few short minutes, the young lady from the daycare center took the little boy by the hand and off they went. Time for a nap.

Janet smiled at me and said “He’s mine, he’s two, and he never, ever stops. If you want out now, I find out. No hard feelings.”

*******

“Before we talk about your son, can I ask you about your wedding ring. You weren’t wearing it at our dinner.”

Janet laughed and said “Around here I am known as Mrs. Harper and I wear the ring, that way I don’t have to answer any questions about my personal life. But in the real world I don’t wear it. I’m separated from my husband, and I suspect it’ll end up in divorce court sometime soon.”

I let that be, knowing that if anything happened with her personal situation, she’d share it with me when she felt the time was right and if she was comfortable doing so with me.

If Janet was meeting me, she was interested. And I was similarly interested. My morals were slipping but I didn’t care if she was officially married or not.

*******

One thing about most commercial buildings is that the air conditioning is always running and that usually makes things chilly.

Which worked well for me because Janet’s beams were on high, and they only teased me at what lay beneath her clothes.

If she caught me gazing, it didn’t faze her. I did, in fact, try hard not to stare at her chest.

We had a nice lunch, talking about anything and everything, and then Janet took me for a tour of the hotel, including visits to the two pools on the property, some meeting rooms, and finally, her office.

She explained that she arrived at the hotel at 6am, dropped her son off at the onsite daycare center, and proceeded to either do laps in the pool, run on the treadmill, or do some weights. She and her son had a light breakfast at 7:15am and she was behind her desk by 7:30am, dealing with all the wonderful things that HR must deal with.

The tour finished, we ended up in her office, behind a closed door.

I liked her, and she liked me. I asked her if she wanted to spend a night or two at my ranch and she looked at me and replied, “Just remember, where I go, my son goes!” and with that, I kissed her, and she kissed me back. She was an exceptionally good kisser, and I liked my hands on her. She did grind a bit on my male hardness, and I enjoyed it.

That evening we spoke on the phone, and I filled her in on the details of the weekend after texting her some photos of the ranch.

Just hearing her voice made my cock tingle and grow.

Janet asked if it was okay if we made a stop at Target on the way because she needed a few things.

I was fine with that and said so.

Then, breaking out of her professional character, she asked me, bluntly, “Do you like hairy pussies or shaved ones?”

I laughed in response and answered her question with a question: “Does the carpet match the drapes?” which got her laughing.

“Kind of. It’s a bit darker down below but still quite appealing.”

I responded with “Are you asking me if you want me to leave it like it is, trim it, or shave it all off?”

“Yes.” I knew she was teasing me with that response.

“I like Pussy. I am certain I will Love your Pussy. But before I answer I’m gonna have to see it as it is right now and then distribute with you what I think. Okay?”

“That’s a reasonable answer from an attorney. Next question, Rick. Mouth and Pussy or mouth, Pussy, and Ass?”

One second, we’re discussing pubic hair; the next we’re talking about which female orifices I like sticking my cock into.

My erection got just a bit harder.

“I like all three” was my answer.

She didn’t respond, so I let my answer stand on its own.

“Ever had a threesome?” she challenged me.

“Yes.”

I paused, then continued with “Several.”

Janet chimed in, “So that means you can last a long time?”

I smiled and she could hear it through the phone: “The ladies all the time come first. I can go all night.”

“Good to know your philosophy and your stamina level. Do you wear condoms when you have Sex?”

“Never” was my reply.

“Even in the backdoor?”

“Even in the backdoor.”

“Like to eat Pussy, Rick?”

“Oh yeah.”

“That’s good to know. I like it when a man pays special attention to my Pussy. There is nothing better than a tongue on my Pussy, except, of course, of a big hard cock in my Hot wet Pussy! What’s your favorite position?”

I wanted to be a clever Ass and reply “CEO” but instead I answered her with “Doggy.”

“Mine too. I like to be controlled, teased, and fucked deep. We’re gonna have a great weekend together lover. Save up your sperm for me, no beating off tonight or tomorrow.”

Now it was my turn to inquire: “I have a question for you: spit or swallow?”

She started laughing and was still laughing when she ended the call.

Without answering.

I took that as a yes, but we’d have to see.

I was harder than I had been in a very long time.

Despite being regularly satisfied by Leeann and Laura.

It took all the willpower I had to keep from beating off.

I was going to give Janet every drop I had.

I’d find out about her backdoor and swallowing soon enough.

*******

We arrived at Twin Creeks Ranch just after six the next night for the weekend.

I’m not going to say anything more about her son, other than that Janet was strict about keeping him on his schedule. He was in bed early (it was still light out) and up early (which was fine, so was I) so I took him for a morning walk while we let Janet sleep in.

In between he took naps in the morning and afternoon and slept the night through.

And being just two, it didn’t take much to amuse him or keep him occupied.

Janet did tell me that “One of us needs to all the time be watching him, every second, so don’t let him out of your sight!”

Despite all this, it left plenty of time for Janet and me to spend one on one time together, most of it naked or near naked.

*******

We all splashed wearing swimsuits around the pool until it was time for the little guy to hit the sheets, then Janet rejoined me in the Hot tub.

She’d been wearing a two-piece suit that struggled to contain her tits, and when she came out of the mobile home, she’d shed everything and walked slowly to me, allowing me to savor her now naked body.

It was curvy, but tight.

Tanned with tan lines in the right places.

Her nipples, large, stood proud on her heavy but firm breasts.

As promised, her pubic hair was dark blonde, hiding her Pussy but still accessible with fingers, lips, and tongue.

Her smile said, “You’ve been waiting for this, enjoy the view!”

Her body screamed “I want you to fuck me, now!”

Her voice said in sultry, seductive way “This is all for you Rick. Every hole, lover. Oh, and I Love to swallow.”

*******

I had to have her, my need was urgent, and she was wanted dick, my dick, so we were a match made perfectly for each other.

My hands, my tongue, my lips, my fingers, my teeth, all explored every inch of her perfect MILF body.

I simply could not get enough of her body. And she loved my hands on her.

She, on the other hand, could not get enough of my hard cock, delighted and grateful for my length, girth and staying power.

“You have the biggest cock I’ve ever seen” she told me repeatedly, always reaching to put it into one of her holes.

“Let’s put this where it’ll make both of us feel good, lover.”

I doubt if either of us slept for more than a few minutes at a time that first night.

We fucked in the Hot tub, in the pool, on the massage table, under the outdoor Shower, on the carpet in front of the TV, in the kitchen and finally, on the sofa bed.

I took her like an animal from behind, forcing her head down as I entered her Hot snatch and pushed in deep, earning a long groan from her mouth before I pulled all the way out, leaving her begging for me to push in again, and again.

Her lower lips gripped me as tight or tighter than any woman I’d ever been with, and it took all I had to keep from coming in her before I brought her to a few big ones.

Janet was both Hot and wet and every time we’d fuck, we could hear that swishing sound as my cock moved in and out, demonstrating to me how much she liked my Love muscle inside of her.

Sometimes I would speed up my thrusting but stay shallow, which brought her to the brink but then I’d back off and she’d be cursing me for making her beg to come. Then I’d take her slow and deep, driving her wild with lust as she tried to hump me faster.

I knew what she wanted, deep and fast and I made Janet work for it. She’d never had it this good.

She loved the taste of my cum and swallowed every drop … even when I shot it on her belly and on her face, she scooped it up and licked it off her fingers. When I shot it all over her butt, I scooped it up and she licked it off my fingers.

Slowly, sensuously. Janet cleaned my fingers so erotically, her eyes on mine as she licked, sucked, and swallowed every drop that my cock stayed hard, and I was ready to go again.

I was not a selfish lover with Janet. Her dark blonde Pussy was nicely trimmed but still covered her lips. She was heavenly to eat, and I spent a lot of time there, teasing her, finger-fucking her, teasing, licking, and sucking on her clit.

Janet’s clit was bigger than any woman’s Love button that I had been with, and she was almost embarrassed how it rose like a tiny penis as I prepared her for our first fuck session on the massage table.

I worshiped that sensitive Love button until she couldn’t take it anymore and pushed my face away as she rolled over on her side, shaking, and crying from the intense waves of pleasure that shook her body.

“Hold me Rick, hold me” she cried out. I smothered her with my arms and body until she rolled over and kissed me, thanking me for the pleasure I was bringing her, tasting her own Pussy on my lips and tongue.

We finally fell asleep on the sofa bed, her head at my crotch and her lips wrapped around my now soft cock like a baby sucking on a nipple.

*******

The next day we spent a lot of time talking and it all came out.

Janet grew up and lived in an LA suburb, married her high school sweetheart, and popped out two girls in no time flat. She became friends with another mom, Catherine. Catherine was a closet bisexual woman who got a divorce from her husband when he caught her in bed with a woman for the third time. Divorced with two girls, and looking for man with a gold mine, Catherine set her sights on a young widower who was already wealthy and had nothing but money-making potential ahead of him.

Despite being legally married to another woman in Nevada, Catherine lured Jack Colton into a California marriage, got herself pregnant, and continued with her “loving the ladies” lifestyle, all the while introducing her husband Jack to smart, willing and incredibly attractive ladies to play with. Those women were indebted to Catherine for the opportunity, and Catherine’s needy Pussy loved every lick before she passed them to Jack.

One of the first ladies that Jack was introduced to was Janet. Janet and her husband were having money issues in their marriage, and Catherine and Jack’s new home was a respite from the fighting that was non-stop. It all came to a head over the Christmas holidays when Janet’s husband cleaned out the joint bank accounts and left his family and Janet for another woman.

Catherine and Jack stepped in and put Janet’s troubles behind her, providing financial, moral, and legal support. But it came at a price; Catherine insisted that Janet sleep with Jack. The two lovers hit it off, and Janet became pregnant with Jack’s child.

All was fine, for a while, and then, Catherine turned on Janet and every other lady who had been playing with Jack and banished them from her life. Janet took a job with the hotel chain in Sacramento but not before Catherine found a husband for Janet to cover for Jack’s infidelities. Meaning, keeping Jack’s name off the baby’s birth certificate.

In Sacramento, Janet’s second marriage didn’t last, the man simply didn’t want a ready-made family and he and Janet separated.

In the meantime, Jack, through the help of a very smart older Asian lady, Marie, got his act together and confronted Catherine, ended their so-called marriage, threatened to sue her for bigamy and turn over evidence to the various government agencies that Catherine was guilty of money-laundering, tax evasion and a whole host of federal and state crimes.

It was a hell of a story. I had tried not to interrupt but I did a few times to make sure I was following along correctly.

Finally, Janet shared with me “My son is Jack Colton’s son. He was conceived in early January in Scottsdale, about two and half years ago.”

She smiled at me and said “You and Jack have a lot in common, Rick. You’re both clever, well-educated, articulate, handsome and wealthy. You both have a special gift in how you treat people; you are both truly kind, considerate and friendly. Jack has about a dozen years on you, age wise, but you have the potential to catch-up and surpass his success.”

I smiled and thanked Janet for her candor and the kind words.

“Oh, and one more thing Rick.”

“What’s that?”

“Now don’t let this go to your head or anything, but you have a bigger cock than Jack Colton and you use it much better to pleasure your partner than Jack. I’ve never come this many times in my entire life!”

What does a guy say to something like that?

I didn’t have to say anything because Janet quickly added “I’m gonna a family reunion in two weeks, and I want you to come with me and meet Jack. He’s the host, all expenses paid. His entire family will be there. Okay?”

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Rick Valencia will be back soon.