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A Day of Errands

By: Art



"Hurry up Harry!" Gloria called to her ten year old. He was dawdling again, as he usually did. It was time he was off to school, and she wanted the rest of the day to herself. Gloria worked four ten-hour days in at the beginning of the week and had Friday off. Her husband was off to work, and if she could just get Harry out the door, the rest of the day was hers.

"Okay, Mom, I'm so outa here," Harry said as he picked up his lunch money and stuffed it into his pocket. He gave his mother a quick kiss - much like it was going to kill him if he made it much of a kiss at all. The door slammed behind him, as it usually did.

There isn't much point in chastising him, she lamented to herself, he hates school and getting on his case about everything just seems to make it worse. As much as her husband and she had tried to get to the bottom of it, they weren't sure why he hated it so much. Well, at least he was off. He was a good kid, he just didn’t like school. The house seemed suddenly very quiet. "Time to get going," she mumbled to herself.

There were a few errands to run. Friday's were usually interesting days for Gloria. It was her day away from work, and for much of the day, the family. It was her day and her time. She grabbed her purse, the pile of clothes, and headed off for the day. First, there was a trip to the cleaners to drop off a few work clothes. Then her car needed gas. Those were the un-fun ones. After that, things were going to be a little more interesting - a lot more interesting.

The first stop was the cleaners, just a few blocks away. It only took a few minutes to drop the clothes off and get the ticket from the little gun-chewing air head. Alfred wasn’t there, and rarely was that early. He was the owner and gave her a special rate; he would be there later when she returned. After that, she stopped at a gas station and filled her car's tank; a smelly unpleasant job she'd rather not have to do. She missed the days when full service was the norm. It was a lot nicer when some young guy filled the tank. It was also fun to hike her skirt up and have an extra button undone on her blouse. The service attendant would just about clean the windshield and driver’s side widow right off of the car. Oh well, those days were gone.

Next, it was off to her hair appointment with Louis, never Lou or Louie, the completely gay hairdresser - who wasn't. It turned out that was just the impression he gave everyone - especially husbands. Anyway, she knew Louis wasn't gay - well, not completely. She had to wonder if he wasn't a bit of a switch hitter. Anyone who could keep up that much of a gay act had to be doing a few of the boys on the side too. But, he sure knew how to take care of women.

Louis had a few talents beyond hair for a few special customers. There were times when Gloria wondered just how many "special" customers Louis was keeping happy and just how many women he ran through that cozy little back room of his. She wasn't in love with him, so it really didn't matter. She was scheduled in for the "full treatment" today. She knew he was going to make her very happy, and that’s all that mattered.

The sign on the door of the elegant little beauty shop said, "By Appointment Only." She had one; she pressed the little doorbell button and waited. 

Gloria heard about this little shop from a friend of hers – one that, well, got around a little – more than a little. “Man shopping” Elaine called it. Elaine told Gloria about Louis – all about him. When Gloria decided to try him, Elaine told her to get her hair done by him a time or two, and then ask for a “full treatment.” It seems that he never did the specials, or the “full treatment,” for just anyone or a first time customer: he had to get to know you a little. And, he had been known to turn a few women down for reasons unknown. The first hair appointment had gone so well that she was hooked on him as a hair dresser if nothing else ever happened. She was getting along famously with him, and it was after the third hair appointment that she worked up the nerve to ask for a “full treatment” the next time. She hated the thought of being rejected, and at the same time, was wet with anticipation. She wasn’t turned down, and it even sounded like Louis had been dying to have her ask. That went so well, it was full treatments every time thereafter. Elaine knew hairdressers – real full service hair dressers!

In just a few seconds, Louis opened the door. Louis never left his customers waiting at the door. There was never anyone there when one of his "special" customers arrived either - at least not that she had ever seen. Louis was the utmost in discrete.

"Hi Gloria," he said when he opened the door. He was dressed in one of his usual gaudy Hawaiian shirts, dark baggy nylon pants with an elastic waistband, and sandals. "So nice to see you again. Let's see, I have you down for the full treatment today," he said consulting his appointment book on an elegant little wood book stand by the door. "This way," he said with a smile. He locked the front door again, and led the way through the small shop and into that unmarked, innocent looking little back room, the room where special customers got the "full treatment."

Once in the room, he closed the very solid six-panel wood door behind them, secluding them from the outside world. His shop was always quiet, so Gloria figured the walls must be well insulated. Inside this room, there was no noise at all. The room was softly lit by two desk lamps, not those glaring overhead florescent lights. It was a small room with dark wood paneling on the walls and heavy rich carpet on the floor. A counter ran along the back wall for Louis’s towels and things, a sink, and the lamps. Above the counter was a long wooden shelf with a small compact stereo on it. In the middle of the room was the massage and treatment table. 

Louis turned on the stereo system, pressed CD, and out came some soft, nearly sexy, instrumental music. He was setting the mood as he always did. "There," he said turning back to her, "just slip out of those clothes and I'll take care of you," he said with a sexy grin. They were in a private little place of their own – he had made the world disappear for the time being. No one could see them, no one would hear them, and no one would disturb them.

"I'm counting on it," she said as she removed her blouse. The sexy little black demi bra came off next. She smiled as she noticed her hard nipples. Yes, they knew what was coming.

Louis made a few flattering comments as he kept an eye on her while he got things ready, a warm basin of water, shaving soap, and lots of fluffy white terrycloth towels.

Gloria finished slowly undressing. It was her turn to tease him just a little. At last, she turned away from him and bent over at the waist as she slid her skimpy little panty down her sexy legs, giving him a great view of her ass as she did it. Finally completely nude, she got up on the cloth covered table. It was a wide massage table, sturdy, nicely padded, and covered with an ironed white sheet – a soft cotton sheet, not one of those hard starched ones. She lay on her back; legs parted a little, and put her hands behind her head. She relaxed and stared at the ceiling as Louis finished getting things ready.

"Here we go;" he finally said, "underarms first." He got his shaving brush out and worked up a lather in the shaving cup before applying the warm foamy soap to her underarms – none of that shaving cream in a can stuff for Louis; he did it the old fashioned way. He set the cup and brush aside, got a disposable razor, and quickly shaved her. She was grateful that he wasn’t so old fashioned about this as to use a straight razor. Every woman got a new disposable used on her. When he was done, he took a warm washcloth and wiped away every trace of soap; a warm towel dried her. Her other underarm was soon done in the same way. A sprits with an odorless deodorant followed - Louis was thorough!

Her legs were next. The treatment was essentially the same as the underarms. First he soaped her leg, then shaved it, wiped all traces of soap off, then dried her leg. Only then did he get to the other. Since she was on her back, he only did the front half of each leg. When the second leg was done, he had her roll over, and did the back of each.

With her legs done, Gloria rolled back onto her back. Now things would get a little more interesting. It was time for Louis to trim her bush, and he did seem to enjoy this. She thought he would have done it when he did her legs, but he made it a whole separate thing.

"Shall we shave the bush all off or just a trim today?" Louis asked.

"Just a trim," she said with a smile. He always asked, and she always just got it trimmed. She thought he was dying to give her a complete shave, but never pushed it; he just asked. Some time ago he had suggested that he take it all off and how very sexy she would look that way, but she had declined then as today. One of these days though, she just might take him up on that. Her husband would die of shock the next time they made love. He had asked her to shave it all off now and then over the years, and she had always refused.

Gloria moved her legs apart even more, and much like her legs and underarms, Louis soaped around her bush and down between her legs a little and then shaved that which needed to be shaved. Then he used a warm wet washcloth to clean all the soap away. A fresh warm towel made sure she was dry, well, as dry as she could be, for there was more moisture down there than just the soapy water had put there: Gloria was getting pretty excited.

The shaving was followed by a light full-body massage, front and back. He used a massage oil that had no smell. Again, she thought, old Louis was just being discrete - nothing he did left a trace; no smell, nothing.

He never touched her breasts or the area between her legs until the end of the massage. Only then did he get to them; he knew how to tease her, getting her really hot. He massaged each breast, but never touched the nipple until the end. Then he teased, pinched, and pulled on them, making them stand at full attention. Now a hand slowly slid down her sexy hot body. It stopped and toyed with her belly button and her belly ring, and finally slid between her sexy legs, slowly moving over her outer lips and gently caressed them. She spread her legs wider. The hand continued to slowly move up and down over those sexy, puffy, hot lips without parting them. His other hand wasn’t idle, it continued to tease and torment her erect nipples. By now Gloria’s clit was fully erect and dying to be touched. Finally, when she was about to scream, he let one finger slip between her pussy lips, felt her wetness, and slide up the length of her slit and brush slowly across her waiting clit. 

“Oh yea; make me come on your finger Louis,” she begged. “Please? Please make me come.”

He didn’t say a word, just slowly moved his finger over her clit; up and down her slippery slit, and then back and forth over her very hard clit. After a few minutes of bringing her closer and closer to a climax, he started moving a little faster. 

“Yea, that’s it, just a little faster – a little harder.” Gloria had her eyes closed and was enjoying his touch on her nipples and clit; she was about to come for him. “Suck my nipple,” she begged. She reached over and ran the palm of her hand over the front of his pants – he was nice and hard. Her body had him very excited; he wanted her.

Louis obliged. He bent over and took the nipple he wasn’t playing with into his mouth and sucked firmly on it. He let it go and flicked his tongue over it and around if before sucking it back into his hot mouth. He knew she was on the edge of coming. She was soaking wet between her legs and moaning softly as he worked on her. Now he slipped two fingers deep inside her tight pussy, and her hand squeezed his cock.

“Oh God that’s it,” she screamed, “Yes … I’m coming!” it was a long, loud, and a beautiful one.

As her come subsided, he slipped the fingers out of her and moved them gently over her swollen inner lips, avoiding her now over-sensitive clit. She still wanted to be touched down there, but he knew her well enough to avoid her hyper-sensitive clit.

“That was nice,” she finally said, “Now get up here and give me a proper fucking and make me come again all over your nice hard cock.”

Louis undid the top button on his shirt, slipped if off over his head, kicked off his sandals, and slid the pants down his legs. He reached into a drawer and pulled out a small package. Again, the ever discrete Louis slipped a condom on before climbing over Gloria. It wasn't a matter of getting her pregnant or anything having to do with a sexually transmitted disease, again, it had to do with not leaving a trace for an observant hubby to find. After their little tryst, there would be very little evidence that Louis had been where a husband would have thought he oughtn't to have been.

Gloria raised her knees and spread her legs wide as he moved over her, ready to accept him deep inside her; waiting for the ultimate massage. She reached between their bodies, found his nice hard thick cock and guided him to where he needed to be. He was a little thicker than her husband, and just the right length; he could pound away at her or she could be on top and fuck with complete abandon and be fully satisfied without him ever hitting her tender cervix. 

Louis slid deeply into her on the first firm thrust; she was so very wet and ready for him. His massages and her first come had a way of doing that to her. At first he moved in and out slowly, then as he sensed her rising passion, moved faster and faster, finally going at her like a madman. 

Not that Gloria was just laying there; she was pumping away at Louis, and getting more vocal with passion as her climax neared. She had her legs wrapped around his back, tilting her pelvis up to make sure he went as deep into her as he could. She would have loved to have scratched his back to shreds, but his next special customer might not have found that amusing. He never left any traces on her and she didn’t leave anything on him. She had tried to hold off a little, but Louis was pumping way too fast, going so nice and deep, and that nice thick cock of his was just hitting all the right places. It wasn’t long before she screamed and went over the edge, absolutely soaking him with her juices as her orgasm washed over her. She always got very wet when she got off, but Louis seemed to make her produce even more sex juice. Maybe it was just the tight fit of that nice cock of his, but her juices were running out of her pussy and over her asshole when they were done. 

Just as she slowed her movement as her cum subsided, she felt him start his. “Give me your come,” she said softly in his ear. “Give me a lot of your nice hot come!” His cock swelled that extra little bit, and he thrust deep into her as the first blast of his thick sperm erupted inside her. She felt throb after heavy throb of that wonderful cock as he got off. “That’s it baby!” she said a little louder. “Give me all of that hot fuck juice!” He wasn’t moving much now as he groaned and filled her with his cum; thick spurt after spurt of it filling her. She loved the feeling of his throbbing cock inside her and knowing that it was her hot body that was getting him off. He always got off after she did, and he always pumped a huge amount of his sperm into her. They were always such exceptionally strong spurts that she could feel every one of them going into her. Was she a better lay than anyone else he serviced? She had never asked and he had never said. She knew she was certainly making him feel good right now.

When Louis was done, he kissed her neck and then each of her still hard nipples before slowly, ever so slowly sliding his still hard cock out of her. He slowly got up without a word and got a warm wet washcloth to clean up her pussy. She spread her legs wide for him and he went to work while she just lay there. When he was done, there was hardly a trace that he had been there – aside from a slightly stretched and well satisfied pussy. Only then did he remove the condom.

“Let me see how much is in there,” Gloria said as the condom came off.

Louis held the limp condom up for her to see. There were several tablespoons and maybe more of Louis’s sex juice in the tip – he had really gotten off! It looked like quite a bit of the stuff. “About average I guess,” he said as he dropped it into the trash.

About average maybe, but it looked like a little more than most men put out that she had seen. If there was any doubt that she turned him on, there was the proof. But, I’m glad it’s not going to be leaking out of me all day, she thought. 

“Time to get dressed and we’ll get your hair done love,” he said. 

An hour later and Gloria had her hair beautifully done – and exactly the way she liked it – for Louis was very good at hair too. He charged his full treatment customers a ridiculously low rate and she tipped and absurdly huge amount. 

Now she was on the way to the next item on her list; lunch. It was a little early, but she avoided the noon crowds by eating a little early. 

Gloria used to eat at fast food places, and then one day, just on a lark, she had tried “Dave’s on the Platt.” It was a nice little restaurant, a bit upscale, but not that pricey, the service was great, and the waiter was really cute – a real hunk! The service had gotten even better after she had become a regular customer. She always got the same waiter, who remembered what she liked, and he just loved flirting with her. 

The waiter’s name was Sam, and he was a huge guy. Well over six feet tall and what a build; he looked like he could have played for the NFL. Sam had a pleasant smile and always made her laugh; something she really liked in a guy. Today she flirted with him as she usually did. Today however, she made sure one more button on her blouse came “accidentally” came undone, affording him a view down her front. It wasn’t much of a view as she had her bra on, and with this blouse really couldn’t take it off without being overly risqué, but it was the best she could do for him today. Unfortunately, while she made sure he could see down her front, either he never did, or was so discrete about it that she never knew if he got a rather personal view of her. Today, it was the flash that might have been.

More than once she had fantasized about what it would be like to have a hot sexy romp with him – to be impaled on his hard cock while he held her with those huge sexy hands. This fantasy was doing the nasty with him somewhere in the back of this restaurant standing up – her back against the wall, just a real quickie. She would just slip her panties off, he would drop his pants and pull her skirt up, and they would get it on. She would put her arms around that huge neck as she kissed him and pushed her boobs and hard nipples into his muscular chest as he pinned her against the wall. His huge hands would hold her bottom – one hand covering each ass cheek, as he fucked her, using those huge muscular arms to lift and lower her so easily on his hard cock – no love making here, just a nasty hot fuck. When they were done, Gloria thought she would wipe up the mess with her panties and giving them to him as a present, a little memento of the occasion. She was sure he would like that! It would also be sexy to walk out of there with a bare ass under her skirt, knowing where she had left her panties, and knowing what she had just done. She wasn’t sure where they could do it in a restaurant without being seen by the whole kitchen staff. Nor had she figured out how to ask him if he would like a little hot sex with her – not that that was usually a problem with guys! Nonetheless, that’s what she dreamed about. 


A Day of Errands



That cock of Sam’s was a bit of a concern and it did temper her flirting with him – she wasn’t sure how large his cock was, and there was such a thing as too big. A guy that huge just had to be well endowed. Much bigger than Louis had the potential of being painful, not fun. For the moment she didn’t worry about that and flirted with Sam as she ate lunch. She thought about undoing another button, but that would be way too obvious. It was fun having a guy built like that think she was worth a second look. Just maybe some day she would find out just how big he was. Maybe he would be too big, but maybe just once with him would be worth it. After all, she would be so hot and wet that a real quickie with a huge one would be alright anyway. And, what would it feel like to have one that big, assuming he really was that big, coming inside her? She really wondered what that would feel like. By the time she left, her pussy was getting pretty wet.

This fantasy also casually overlooked the fact that she always wore jeans while she was out running her errands. If she were to actually do something with this hunk, she was going to have to dress for the day that day: maybe a short skirt and a blouse or top with no bra. Well, the skirt would have to be long enough to cover stocking tops as panty hose were really out for this, not that she was fond of them anyway. Yes, this little tryst would take a little planning – if she ever decided to actually do him.

With lunch out of the way, it was off to the cleaners and Alfred. She knew her clothes would be clean and ready for her; and so would Alfred; Alfred the ass man. He loved her ass and she loved what he did to her ass. She had discovered Alfred on her own. And, as far as she knew, she was his only little extra-marital “customer.” She had been using his cleaning shop for months, and had come in one day to pick up her dry cleaning. She was in a rather horny and playful mood. It was a hot summer day, and she had a very loose fitting dress on with no bra or panties. It was long enough and the material with opaque enough that in other circumstances, other than someone guessing at the missing bra, no one would have known what she had or didn’t have on under it. She was bending over writing a check for the cleaning bill, and it wasn’t until she was about done entering the check into the checkbook’s register that she realized that he was looking down her dress and was getting an eyeful and then some. He had made a rather tasteful pass at her. She had quipped back, “Sure, if you cancel this bill.” He had merely said, “Okay.” He had turned out to be rather talented and gave her just what she needed; that was the start of her thing with Alfred.

As she was about to pull out of the restaurant parking lot, she had to wait for a break in the traffic. While she was waiting, she noticed a red car coming up from the south going rather fast. The red car suddenly swerved over to the curb right in front of a white plumber’s van parked almost directly across the street from her. At first she thought they were high school kids on a lunch break the way they were driving. However, three men quickly exited the red car with canvas bags, much like bank money bags, and quickly covered the few yards back to the plumber’s truck.

Gloria forgot about pulling out into the traffic and watched the three men. Somehow, this whole scene struck her as rather odd. It got even more interesting when she noticed that one of the men getting into the driver’s side seemed to have a handgun with him. This whole thing now looked like the three were ditching the getaway car from a robbery, and maybe a bank robbery at that! In seconds, the driver had the truck started and since there was now little traffic on that side of the street, pulled quickly away from the curb, moving into the fast lane. Yes, there was something very odd about this.

Gloria glanced around, noticed that she could pull out safely now. She pulled out and got into the fast lane to follow the truck. She closed the distance until she was able to read the license plate – PLUMB 1. After reading the plate, she let the truck get well ahead of her. To be even more discrete, she moved into the slow lane. Her little silver Toyota Corolla was one of the more ubiquitous cars on the road, so there was a good chance that the robbers, if they were robbers, wouldn’t even notice her following them. Since there were no cars ahead of her, she could easily watch the truck and have even less of an appearance that she was following it. Her curiosity got the better of her; she just had to know. She kept her distance from the truck, reached into her purse on the passenger’s seat, found her cell phone, and dialed 911. When the operator came on the line, she asked if there had been a bank robbery in the area, and told the 911 operator where she was. 

“Yes, there was,” the operator informed her. “Do you know anything about it?”

“I just might,” she said, keeping an eye on the truck. “Are you looking for a small red car that the robbers were driving?”

“That was the description. Two robbed the bank and another man was believed to have driven the getaway car. Have you seen it?”

“Yes, but they aren’t driving it now. Now they are in a white Ford van, a plumbing truck, with the license plate PLUMB 1. They abandoned that red car across the street from a restaurant called Dave’s on the Platt and jumped into this plumbing truck.” She also told the operator that she was following it – at a distance. Just then, the plumbing truck signaled and moved into the slow lane ahead of her, apparently oblivious to any notion that it was being followed.

“Don’t get too close,” the 911 operator warned her. “I have police cars converging on the area.”

“I have no intention of getting too close. I know they have guns!”

Just about then, the truck signaled again and made a right turn up a side street and headed east. That’s cute, she thought, a few minutes ago they were sticking up a bank and now they are going to be law-abiding drivers. She slowed some to widen the distance a little more and made the same turn. At first she couldn’t see the truck after she made the turn and thought she had just lost it. But, half way up the block, she found the truck in the driveway of a house with the robbers piling out still holding the money bags and their guns. These guys weren’t terribly bright. Gloria slowly drove by and noticed the house number. Since the 911 operator was still on the line with her, she gave her the address where the truck was now and told her that the robbers had gone into the house at that address. 

Gloria drove on up the street and near the next intersection, simply pulled over to the curb and watched the van and house in the rear view mirror. The three men had apparently gone into the house, still completely unaware that anyone had seen them. As far as Gloria could tell, they had never made any attempt to see if they were being followed. It looked to Gloria that the three figured that if you change getaway cars and drive off without the cops following in hot pursuit, you’re home free. That was going to be a bad assumption today.

It wasn’t long before the first of a few police cars and a SWAT van showed up. Gloria told the 911 operator that the police had arrived and hung up. She smiled and drove off, heading for the cleaners. If there was going to be a shoot-out, she wasn’t going to be in the neighborhood. Well, this would probably make the six o’clock news, she thought. Some errand days were just more interesting than others.

When she walked into the cleaners, Alfred was there and happy to see her. She briefly told him about her little cops and robbers adventure. They didn’t dwell on that as they had other things to take care of and a limited amount of time. But, Alfred was rather impressed with her little adventure and that she had the nerve to get involved. He said he was going to watch the six o’clock news on the little TV in his office.

The little air-head that had taken her clothes in the morning was off to lunch, so it was just the two of them. Alfred closed the front door, locked it and flipped the open sign around so it read “Out to lunch, be back at one.” The little air-head could always use the unlocked back door if she came back early – something she had never done. Gloria suspected that Alfred gave the air head a long lunch on Fridays just to make sure no one disturbed them.

There were two things Gloria found interesting about Alfred. First, he was not circumcised, and had a long foreskin. When he was really hard, the foreskin still more than covered the whole of his cockhead. She had never been with a guy that wasn’t circumcised, and found the whole idea of playing with a cock that wasn’t clipped fascinating. It was fun to play with that extra skin when she played with his cock with her hand, but once he was inside her, there wasn’t a noticeable difference. The second thing was that he shaved. He had no pubic hair at all! From about his navel to his knees was hairless – completely shaved. He had said that he and his wife made a deal once, if he shaved she would. They had liked it and had kept themselves that way for years. It certainly was a different look, and a very sexy one at that. Since she didn’t shave her pussy, he found it rather sexy to be with a woman with a little well trimmed hair on her mound. Other than being a little uncomfortable with the idea of going completely hairless, Alfred was one reason that she never let Louis completely remove her pubic hair. She had to wonder; wasn’t Alfred getting a little sex from the air head? Did she shave like his wife? She had never asked him who else got cleaning discounts – or employment perks.

Not saying much, they walked straight back to Alfred’s office, and went inside. He closed and locked the door. Unlike Louis’s little special room, this was a business office, and well lit – mostly by those glaring overhead florescent lights. But, it was a different setting entirely: nothing romantic about this in the classical sense, but more like hot sex in the office. 

Alfred had his own little kinky streak, if you wanted to call it that: he just loved to undress her, and did that every time they were together. Once the office door was securely closed and locked, he pulled her gently but firmly to him and kissed her. A small one at first and then they really got to it, exploring each others mouths with their tongues. She was getting hotter by the minute, and she could tell he was excited: she felt his hard cock in his pants pressing against her leg, begging to be released and played with. Gloria put her arms around his neck as they kissed, and she moved her leg and crotch against his hardening cock through their pants. 

She raised her arms over her head as she felt him raising the bottom of her t-shirt. They broke their kiss and he slipped her t-shirt off and tossed it on a chair by the desk. She put her arms around his neck again and resumed their deep kiss. She felt his hands on her back, exploring her bra strap, looking for the hooks. It took him a few seconds to realize that she wore front closing ones. Finally the hands came between them, brushed across her breasts and hard nipples, and found the clasp. Now he got the bra open. She had to drop her arms to let him slide that out of the way. She found it amusing that he always got where her bra closed wrong. Was he that forgetful or did he just go through that many women?

He got the jeans right, but then they were just like his. His hands undid the button at the top and got the zipper down. A little bit of a shove and he had them sliding down her sexy legs. All the while they were very busy with their tongues exploring each other mouths. His hands roamed over her soft warm body as Gloria got her shoes off and stepped out of her jeans. 

With her standing there in just her panties, they broke the kiss and Alfred started kissing his way down her. He kissed the side of her neck, kissed on down to her nipples, taking each in his mouth and flicking his tongue over them. He spent a little time on each one, nipping gently at it with his teeth, sucking on it, and flicking his tongue over it. When he was done, they were as erect as they could be. Then he moved on down her body to her navel. His hands were now on her shapely ass, and his tongue probed into her navel sending electric shock waves clear down to her waiting clit. His lips took hold of her belly ring and gave it a playful tug or two. She loved it when he did that!

He moved on down until his face was right in front of her mound. His hands moved to her waist and pulled the panties slowly down, revealing her freshly trimmed bush. As the panties slid slowly down her legs, his face moved in closer and he smelled her womanly hot scent of sex. Alfred moved his nose back and forth in her soft downy pubic hair. His tongue, surprisingly long, probed at her sex slit and was long enough to touch her waiting clit. She tilted her hips forward and gasped as she felt his tongue slide back and forth over her swollen clit.

“Okay, time for you to get undressed,” she said softly.

Alfred finally stopped what he was doing and very quickly got his clothes off. He never wore underwear so that made the undressing even faster. When he stood there naked, his sexy hard on was standing straight out with that interesting foreskin covering the head. And, not a pubic hair to be seen.

“Sit in your chair,” she commanded. “You have a little something I want to play with.”

Alfred sat in his desk chair with his ass near the edge. He leaned back and spread his legs wide. He just loved it when Gloria wanted to blow him a little. Few women did it as well as she did. He wasn’t sure what the difference was, but she was just very good at it – much better than any other woman he had ever been with.

Gloria knelt in front of his chair and put her hand around the shaft of his hard cock – a cock that she had made that hard. Her hand moved up and down the shaft, making the head of his cock move in and out of that soft velvety foreskin. It was fascinating. It wasn’t long before a drop of clear pre-cum appeared in the little slit in the tip of the cockhead. She leaned forward and licked the little sweet drop. Then she took the whole head into her mouth and moved her tongue around the swollen edge. Alfred groaned.

Using her other hand, she began to very carefully massage his hairless cum-swollen balls as she started to move his cockhead in and out of he mouth, gradually taking more of the shaft into her sucking hot mouth each time. There really was something about a man who shaved down here, she thought. The hand holding the cock shaft began to move up and down it too. She was giving him another blowjob to remember. She started out slowly and gradually picked up the speed. It wasn’t long before his legs started to shake and he was moaning loudly. 

“Time to stop!” he finally said. “I don’t want to cum in your mouth; I have another place in mind.”

Gloria stopped, stood up and turned her back to him. She bent over the desk with her legs wide apart and her ass exposed to him. “Where did you have in mind putting your hot cum?” she asked him. Sometimes they did it with her back on the desk and legs in the air and sometimes she was tummy down – like today.

“Right there,” came a whispered answer. 

“Right where?”

“Right in your ass.”

“You want to put your hard cock in my little asshole and cum in there?” she asked softly.

“Yea.”

“Just in it, or way up inside my little asshole?”

“As far up inside your little ass as I can put it baby,” he said as he knelt behind her and reached into the right top desk drawer. He fished around and pulled out a condom package. While he was fumbling around with it, he leaned in even closer and began licking her bottom. 

“Do I taste good?”

“Oh yea! And you’re nice and wet for me too.” He started with her swollen clit and licked his way up her pussy to her tight little asshole and probed it with his tongue. “I wanna cum right in here,” he said giving her asshole another firm lick.

“I hope so,” she said quietly, “I need it real bad back there. No one does me back there like you do.”

With the lubricated condom finally on, Alfred stood up behind her and put his cock to Gloria’s now very wet pussy. With one slow firm shove, he sank it to the hilt. He had to be a little careful as he could hit her cervix and he knew she wasn’t crazy about that. He took hold of her hips and began to move in and out of her tight bottom. “This is great,” he groaned, “just really great. You’re so tight!”

Gloria took that as quite a compliment as her little pussy had been stretched and fucked to a beautiful come not more than an hour and a half earlier by what she considered to be a large cock. “Glad you like it baby,” she said softly. She lay there over the desk getting closer and closer to coming as Alfred slid his nice hard cock in and out of her.

“Ready baby?” he asked.

“Uh huh,” she whimpered. She knew what he wanted to do next. 

Alfred slowly with drew his cock from her pussy and placed the head up to her waiting asshole. He pushed gently and let her do the rest. It was better that way. She had made his cock wet enough that no other lubrication was necessary. While he used lubricated condoms, he doubted if there was really any of that left on it.

Gloria relaxed her ass and pushed back against Alfred’s hard cock, taking it slowly up her tight little asshole. When the head was inside her, she paused for a minute, getting used to it, and then started to move back and forth, taking a little more if it on each stroke. When she was finally sure it wasn’t going to hurt, she said, “Okay, go and ahead and fuck me. Fuck my little ass Alfred.” Fortunately Alfred wasn’t as thick as Louis. She wasn’t sure she would really want Louis’s cock up her ass – that one might hurt. For this, Alfred was just the right size.

Now Alfred started to move his cock in and out of her ass. He slowly picked up and the speed and got it all the way into her, giving as much of it to her as he could, but being very careful.

Gloria reached into the upper left drawer of the desk and rummaged round until she found the slim vibrator they kept there. She now slipped it into her empty pussy and began to move it in and out.

“I can feel it,” he said softly.

By now Gloria was ready to cum. Alfred being in her ass was hot, but with the vibrator in her pussy as well, she just about went over the edge. She really wished the vibrator was another guy – having two guys at once just had to be fabulous – but she had to do with what she had. She moved the vibrator in and out slowly, not turning it on yet – not letting herself cum yet. She moved her other hand down to her pussy and began moving a couple of fingers back and forth over her hard clit. When she knew she was really close and wanted to cum, she finally rotated the base of the little machine and it began to hum. 

“Oh God yes!” Alfred screamed, “I’m coming. I’m coming in your ass!”

“Oh yes,” she screamed, “fill my ass with your hot come! It’s gonna feel so good in there.” Gloria couldn’t really feel Alfred’s cock pumping its thick hot cum into her asshole as she started to come herself, with her cum practically starting in her toes and washing over her. The vibrator whirring away in her pussy and Alfred’s throbbing cock moving in and out of her ass was too much. Her knees were weak and it was only Alfred’s hands on her hips that kept her in place as they both climaxed. 

At the height of his cum, Alfred pulled her body to him and pushed his cock as far into her as he could. He could hardly move. He felt like he was spewing gallons of cum into her – one thick huge spurt after another. 

Now she could feel his cock throbbing in her ass as her come began to subside a little. Her hot body was giving him a good come, just as good as the one he was giving her – she loved it.




A Day of Errands



No one got him off like she did, and especially her hot little asshole. That vibrator whirring away inside her with just those thin membranes separating it form his cock was just the last straw. Once she had turned that on, he was instantly over the edge. It was the most fantastic cum ever. It was always this way when he took Gloria up the ass.

When they were both finally finished, and it seem to last a long time, she turned the vibrator off and withdrew it. 

Alfred kept his still mostly hard cock buried deep in her asshole for another minute, not moving, just enjoying the exotic feeling of being there – carefully pushing himself as deeply into her as he could. Finally, he slowly withdrew from her asshole.

“Oh baby,” was all he managed to say as he slumped back into his chair. He was breathing hard and his heart was racing.

“It was fabulous,” she whispered, still bent over the desk. “I love it when I cum really hard that way.”

It was a few more seconds before either moved. She finally reached over to the box of tissues he kept on the desk and grabbed a few to wipe off her asshole. It wasn’t as bad as when he shot his sperm into her without a condom on, but all her vaginal juices still made things pretty slick down there. Alfred had decided condoms were a good idea after he got a prostate infection from being up her ass once. That had cured him of “bare backing” up her ass. He also found that the condom didn’t change the feeling one bit. As for Gloria, she found she liked a condom on him as there wasn’t all that messy cum up inside her ass to deal with later. Cum in the pussy was one thing, cum up her ass was another matter.

Alfred slipped the condom off and admired the amount of cum he had unloaded into it. “Your ass really pulls that stuff out of me!” he said with some glee. 

“Yea, you really put out a lot.” Not as much as old Louis shot into me earlier today, she thought, but pretty respectable nonetheless. She wondered how much sperm Sam the waiter would give her, if she ever did him. Did larger cocks mean more cum? Would he put a huge amount of come in her? Even more than Louis? Probably not, but with Sam she wanted to find out, at least once.

They quietly got dressed and left the office. Alfred unlocked the front door and turned the closed sign around. “Time to find your clothes,” he said returning to the front desk. It only took him a few seconds to find the clothes she had brought in that morning. “Ah, here you go,” he said handing the plastic bag covered hangers to her. “Thanks for coming in.”

“Thanks for the great service,” she said with a smile, not exactly referring to the clean clothes. 

Just about then the little gum-chewing air head wandered in the front door. She gave Gloria a nice smile and held the door open for her. At least she was polite.

“Thanks again Alfred,” she called over her shoulder.

Gloria got home about ten minutes before Harry trudged in the door, letting it slam shut behind him. It was an early-out day, something to do with teacher planning or something. Normally he didn’t get home until about three. "How was school?" she asked.

"Okay," he said unconvincingly.

"Just okay?"

"Yea, it was okay."

Oh well, at least he didn't say it sucked as he often enough did. Still, it didn't sound like he had a great time today either. 

She had a couple of hours before Bob, her husband, was due in the door. It was pizza and rented movie night, so she had little to do until Bob arrived. Since she didn't have dinner to get ready, she decided that a shower was in order to remove any traces of Alfred. Besides, that little encounter with Alfred had left her a little sweaty and less than really fresh. She just felt better if she made love to her husband with all traces of her other men washed off of her. She waited until Harry had changed clothes and wanted to go out and play with Ronny, and that didn't take long. 

Soon after Harry went out to play, she slipped into the shower, her newly coifed hair very carefully tucked under a shower cap - couldn't ruin Louis's creation after all. 

After she got out and dried off, she put on a few well placed dabs of Bob's favorite perfume; a little under her boobs, a little on her well-trimmed bush, and a little between her thighs. He would know she was thinking of him when she smelled her there. She had been laid twice that day so far, but she still really wanted her husband. Each lover had something different to offer.

A couple of hours later, Bob arrived with a DVD movie for the evening. Gloria told him about her little adventure with the bank robbers. Bob was even more excited about it than Alfred had been. He wanted to know every little detail and wasn’t going to miss the six o’clock new for anything!

Harry came in a little later and they tried to explain to him what his mommy had done, but said while it might be on the news that evening that there wouldn’t be a picture of her. He wasn’t quite as excited once he figured out that she wouldn’t be on TV, but was still interested.

Just before six, Bob ordered a pizza for delivery and then turned on the TV. It wasn’t the lead story, but it was on within the first five minutes. The cops attributed the quick capture of the criminals to a concerned citizen who had seen them switching cars and noted their license plate number. A quick cell phone call to 911 had been their undoing. 

It wasn’t as thrilling as it could have been, but then maybe that was for the better. With the excitement over, Gloria finally asked what movie Bob had rented. 

“Paint Your Wagon,” he said.

“That’s an old one. Not bad, but an old one. What inspired that?”

“Well, the two new releases were sold out and I happen to run across this one.”

“Well, the parts that aren’t G-rated Harry won’t get anyway. I guess it’s okay.”

“What won’t I get?” Harry asked.

“Never mind.”

The pizza showed up soon enough. They ate the pizza and then watched the movie. And, Harry understood a lot more than his parent thought he would. When it was over, Bob read Harry a bed-time chapter out of the book they read him each night before he went to sleep.

With that out of the way and Harry tucked in bed, Bob decided to take a quick shower before he came to bed. 

Gloria, still a little horny and wanting her husband to satisfy her one last time for the day, simply slipped out of her clothes and into bed with nothing on at all. Bob always knew what that meant!

Unbeknownst to Gloria, Bob was thinking of the same thing. He came out of the bathroom naked and had the start of a nice hard on when he came to bed. He could see by her shoulders being bare that she was nude. “You were thinking the same thing I was thinking,” he said as he flipped back the covers, completely exposing her.

“Yup, pretty much.”

Bob turned off the lamp on his side of the bed, just leaving the one on Gloria’s side on, and got on the bed and lay next to her. He put his arm around her and drew her close. She turned toward and him and let him know that she was thinking the same thing he was thinking. He held her soft warm body tightly to his.

“Want to be eaten?” he asked after kissing and hugging her for a few minutes.

“Of course!”

Bob slowly kissed his way down her sexy body, stopping at her breasts to pay some attention to her aching and erect nipples, then at her navel to play with her belly-button ring before continuing on to that lightly furred area between her legs.

Fortunately Harry was sound asleep and slept like the dead, for there was nothing that got Gloria off like her husband’s tongue on her clit. While she loved a nice hard cock pumping away inside her, it still couldn’t do to her what his talented tongue did.

“Hmm, nice and wet,” he said after his tongue slid up her sex slit and over her erect clit.

Her hands went to his head and pulled him to her waiting sex. “Don’t talk,” she pleaded, “just do me. I want to get off on your tongue so bad!”

He went to work on her – build her up to a nice hard cum with his licking, teasing, and sucking. Her clit had been nice and firm the first time his tongue had passed over it. Now it was really sticking out of its little hood, just begging to be licked and gently sucked on, bringing her so close to an orgasm. He loved to get her to the point of almost coming and then hold her there by not touching her clit and spending time on her sexy swollen inner lips, sucking on them tugging on them, and pushing his tongue as far as he could into her hot wet pussy. He usually tried to hold her there until she was begging him to get her off, finish her, let her come on his tongue. Those were the times when she had the best comes – the longest and most intense ones.

“Oh baby,” she moaned, “make me come huh? I wanna come so bad tonight. Don’t tease me any more, just make me come okay? I really wanna come.” She had no idea why she was this horny tonight, but she was. Having been laid by two men already today, she really thought this would have been a nice slow fuck tonight and she would let him tease and play with her much longer. But, she was just too hot.

Bob was really horny tonight too. He really wanted to have his hard cock inside her. So, while he usually liked to make this event last even longer, even though she was begging to get off, he decided he was just too horny to keep this up. His tongue went to work on her clit now and didn’t let up. He slipped a couple of fingers into her tight little pussy.

“Oh God…YES!” she screamed as her orgasm started. She bucked and thrashed and held his head to her crotch, having a wonderful orgasm all over his face and tongue. Once again this was a wonderful come, and like most she had when Bob ate her, this one lasted and lasted. Just when it felt like it was about over, she felt another wave of ecstasy wash over her – a multiple orgasm! God his tongue was talented!

Finally she as satisfied. “Top or bottom,” he asked her as he got up from between her legs.

“Top.”

He was surprised how soon she was ready to go again, and she wanted to be on top. Usually she preferred being under him, unless she was pretty horny. “Feeling a little frisky tonight?”

“Yea, a little. I like to ride you now and then.”

Bob got on his side of the bed and slightly toward the center and lay on his back. Gloria moved over him and rubbed her wet pussy up and down his hard cock a few times before using one hand to hold Bob’s cock straight up. Now she slowly and seductively lowered herself down on it.

“Oh yea baby,” he groaned. “You are so wet and tight.” He reached up for her boobs.

She was pretty pleased with herself. This was the third cock that had been in her that day and he thought he was the first and thought she was pretty tight. She sat down on him and shoved him into her body as far as he would go.

“Oh baby that’s nice,” Bob groaned. He gently pinched her nipples and tugged on them. 

“Harder,” she moaned. He pinched them harder.

She started moving up and down on him, slowly at first and then with increasing speed and abandon.

“You’re hot and horny tonight!” her husband said.

“Yea, I guess.” That was a bit of an understatement. She had been horny all day.

“Keep this up and I won’t last long.”

“That’s okay,” she panted, “I won’t last long either. Shoot your hot come into me baby, I love the feeling!” She knew she wasn’t far from coming, and if he got off inside her, that would be about all it would take to push her over the edge.

His hands abandoned her nipples and boobs and went to her hips. Now he was matching her thrust for thrust. With the speed and intensity of their mating, they were making a very sexy, wet, squishy sound as they raced to the desired end. 

She was really close now and lay down on him. “Give me your hot come baby,” she whispered in his ear. “Fill my little pussy up, okay?”

“Oh….yea….here it comes,” he groaned. “I’m coming!”

She could feel him swell that last little bit, the way he did just before he got off. She knew she had him only a few seconds away from coming; her hot little body was getting him off! A deep thrust or two later and the first heavy thick squirt of his hot come shot deep into her pussy, splashing against her cervix. 

That was all it took. Gloria’s orgasm washed over her and was more intense than any of the ones she had had today. And it lasted. It was one of those wonderful ones that lasts, and just as she thought it was about to end, another started. Thankfully, Bob stayed hard and kept on thrusting away at her as she came all over him. He kept pumping away at her until she was completely and finally satisfied.

They just lay there breathing hard and trying to catch their breath: her on top of him. Their crotches were soaking wet and as his cock slowly returned to its normal size, even more of the come started to leak out of her. He really had filled her up. Unlike her other sexual encounters today, this one left quite a mess inside her. Bob hadn’t worn a condom to contain his contribution, and she didn’t care. She liked feeling his come inside her and now leaking out. And, like Louis earlier today, when he got off, the really got off! 

Gloria finally rolled off of Bob and lay there exhausted and well satisfied. There was something of a river of hot come running out of her now. She quickly reached over to her night stand and grabbed a few tissues to sop up the mess.

Later, as she was drifting off to sleep, Gloria wondered how much fun women must have had while the family was off to school and work before women started working as a norm. She had always thought of her grandmother as so prim and proper, but just maybe she had a lot more fun than anyone in the family had ever imagined. Maybe that old thing about the milkman and mailman wasn’t as far fetched as most thought it was. Just what sort of cream was that milkman delivering and where was he putting it? And that mailman; what sort of special delivery was he making? Just what was he delivering and where was he putting it?

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