8 comments/ 103139 views/ 24 favorites Anita Welcomes Michael By: Rogue25 "Congratulations!" My husband Ted and I had just learnt of my stepdaughter's engagement to her boyfriend, Michael. She was ecstatic and so was I. I had lusted after Michael since the first time she bought him home to us almost twelve months ago. He was working for Ted as one of our new executives and we had been seeing more and more of him over the last few months. I always thought that he knew less than he let on when it came to business, but his arrogance covered up for that as did all the secretaries who swooned over him. Now he had chosen Danielle has his future wife, and therefore me as his future mother, and I planned on making me another of his many conquests. "Congratulations Michael! I am so thrilled for you both!" I quickly threw my arms around his broad, muscular shoulders – I now had an excuse to do so. Michael was six-foot and about 200lbs of pure, unadulterated stud. We knew he had always been a keen athlete at college and a regular at the gym, and all his hard work had paid off – and I was so appreciative. His body was like something out of a men's fitness magazine: no matter what he wore his chiseled chest couldn't be disguised or hidden. His strong, muscular arms rippled through any shirt and were already stretching the short sleeves of the one he had on today. "Thanks Mrs. Walker" Michael smiled back at me while I drank in his handsome features – that square jaw and dark smoldering eyes made him simply irresistible. "So any plans yet? Where's it all gonna happen? Who are you going to invite? Can I invite your Aunt Wanda?" Ted started to gush. "Easy Dad, it's only just happened!" My stepdaughter Danielle replied with a giggle that irritated me intensely, as usual. "Don't worry Danielle, please take a seat," I gestured to the couch, "We can all chip in and help things along a little, I am getting excited already and don't worry Michael, you won't get left out by us girls!" "Oh I'm just happy to let you ladies fuss over me". Michael replied casually with a wink that let me know he probably wouldn't mind us doing that at all. ----------------------------------- Ted returned with champagne for us all to celebrate and he soon started to waffle about something else. While he did I let my gaze wander down to Michael's crotch. With his legs spread wide as he relaxed comfortably, the fabric of his black trousers struggled to contain whatever he was hiding. I couldn't tell how many inches his pants were concealing but his considerable bulge was obvious and it made me tingle at just the thought of what it could do to me. "What do you think Anita?" Ted turned to me but I was so busy fantasizing I hadn't been listening. "Sorry honey, what? I was just thinking about what I will need to do to get this wedding ready!" I let out a laugh to try and cover up the fact I was staring at Michael's cock. "I was saying we should perhaps book the local golf and spa club for the reception?" Ted replied. "Yes absolutely, what a good idea but you better be quick if you want a good date. It gets booked up so fast around here, it is really popular. You know who could help out with that? Frank Johnson, from number 46, he owns half the club" "Yeah he does, good thinking sweetie" And with that praise from Ted I suddenly had a plan! "Well because we have a lot to do, why don't you and Danielle nip across there now and ask him what dates are free and break the good news? I know it is very soon but you can't get things organized enough with weddings and you don't want to miss out on your special day now, do you?" "Oh my no, great plan Anita!" Danielle squealed irritatingly again, "Dad – let's go!" As Ted got up to get their coats, I planned to stay here with Michael and as he stood to help me clear the glasses I couldn't wait to be nearer to that delicious six foot frame. ---------------------------------------------- Danielle and Ted disappeared down the drive and I shut the front door so Michael and I were now all alone. I turned around to see him stood in the kitchen washing the glasses. I let my eyes feast on one of the tightest butts I had ever seen. His trousers seemed to just hand off that ass and I could feel my nipples hardening against my satin blouse. I untied my blonde hair and let it fall to my shoulders before walking back into the kitchen. "I really am thrilled for you both Michael" I announced as I walked into the kitchen. "Ted and I are so pleased you'll be part of the family. Danielle is so fond of you and with you working alongside Ted, we'll hopefully see more of you" A lot more, I thought. "Thanks Mrs. Walker, I'm looking forward to getting to know you better especially with so much planning to do" Michael continued to wash as I put away the champagne in the fridge. "Yes of course, all this planning. As you know Ted is away sometimes, so you could always stay here and help me out with the plans while Danielle sorts her boutique out back home" "That would be great Mrs. Walker! And as I said, it would give us a chance to get to know one another" "Absolutely! And I always say there is no time like the present..." I replied. I walked over to Michael and ran my hands across his athletic back and then down his muscular frame until I placed both my hands on his well-formed ass. Michael looked over his shoulder quickly before drying his hands and turning to face me. "Mrs. Walker, I..." He started with a broad grin and tried to dismiss me. "Listen, I..." I put a finger on his lips and then continued to run my fingers down the front of his black shirt; I could feel his ripped body bulging through the fabric. "I am very flattered Mrs. Walker and you shouldn't be embarrassed..." "Embarrassed about what?" I asked breathily as I continued to tease him with my fingers some more, rubbing the shirt across his washboard abs. I pulled it out of his pants so I could sneak my hands onto his bare skin. "Mrs. Walker..." Michael swallowed hard and shut his eyes momentarily – it looked like I had found his hot spot! "You like that huh?" I whispered as my fingers caressed his stomach, "I can tell you do. If you want me Michael you can have me whenever you want. I could do this whenever you wanted now you will be part of the family" "Oh really?" Michael spread his legs either side of mine, pushing his hips towards my body. "And what about Ted? Won't you feel guilty if I fuck you?" Michael asked confidently. "No!" I almost laughed at his suggestion, "Think of me as one of your marital perks – a welcome present to the family" I lowered my hands and started to unzip his fly a bit at a time so we could both hear it slowly unfastening in the silence of the kitchen. "Think about how much fun you could have Michael– fucking both Danielle and me. You're a businessman aren't you? You can spot a good deal when you see one, right?" Suddenly a huge grin broke across Michael's face – his resistance gone - and he stared straight into my eyes. "I knew you wanted it. I saw you staring at my cock when we were drinking in the other room and I got hard just thinking about what I could do to you" He reached out and cupped my left breast tenderly, rubbing his thumb over my erect nipple. "I was trying to resist fucking yet another would-be mother but it appears you can't take your eyes, or hands, off me. But the question is Mrs. Walker..." He grinned even harder, "...can you handle me?" He looked down at his crotch and I knew what he wanted. I slipped my hand inside his pants and felt nothing but pure unadulterated manmeat. Inch after inch of it - thick and growing harder by the second. "That's what you've been after isn't it?" He let out a deep groan while I began to massage his meaty cock. "You've been wanting this all along, haven't you?" He asked, "Come on Mrs. Walker, admit it!" He was so self-assured, so cocky "Hoping you'd get me alone and seduce me into making love to you?" "Don't be so sure of yourself Michael" "Really Mrs. Walker? Well let's see" His cock was throbbing already but before I could tease it from his pants, Michael pulled my hands away and took a few steps back from me and then started to slowly undo every button on his shirt. He looked at me the whole time with those smoldering eyes, before he peeled his shirt off his athletic shoulders, one at a time. I watched as first his thick tanned neck became more and more exposed and then slowly the rest of his Adonis-like body emerged. His body was better than I had imagined: his firm round pecs were silky smooth and they flexed as he pulled his shirt off; every of his stomach muscles were perfectly formed and rippled through his skin. His natural dark looks gave his smooth body an all over tan and with his shirt gone, his biceps were unavoidable – they were so good it was like they were carved from stone. He screwed his shirt up and threw it onto the kitchen floor forcefully. My pussy ached for him instantly; it was hungry for his cock. "So do you like what you see Mrs. Walker?" Michael asked, 'Does Ted have a body like this?" He lent into my face so he was only inches from me. "C'mon Mrs. Walker, how badly do you want me?" I bit my lip to try and deny him the satisfaction of turning the tables on me but he was just too good looking to resist any longer! "I want you so bad Michael my body aches for your dick inside me. I need you, a need a real man to give me what I want..." I uttered breathlessly as I ran my hands up and down his hard body. He grabbed me firmly around the waist before caressing my ass. He lowered his head towards mine and our lips met with immediate passion. He was everything I dreamt he would be! The more passionate the kiss became, the harder he squeezed my ass and the tighter he pressed me into his manly body. His huge biceps wrapped around me, squeezing me tight while his cock grew even harder. My hands continued to caress his muscular chest – his pecs felt were good through his shirt but a whole lot better without it. "Do you want to be my new whore?" Michael taunted me, as he ran his lips across my hungry mouth, "My new slut?" "Would you like that Michael?" "Mmm..." Michael thought for a second and then forcibly yanked me closer to him. "I can't say I wouldn't but you are going to have to persuade me Mrs. Walker" he replied with a smile. Michael took the lapels of my pink satin blouse in his hands and with his strong arms ripped them wide open, exposing my large bare breasts and erect nipples. He lunged at my breasts hungrily and ran his hot tongue over them. He practically ate my breasts with a passion I didn't know possible. I looked down to watch him taking my hard nipples deep into his mouth, sucking them and licking them shamelessly. I put my hand into the nape of his neck and forced him to take more of me and he did. He caressed my breasts and teased them and kissed them like no man had. "Don't stop Michael, I want you to fuck me like you do Danielle. Nice and hard. I want it hard" "God you taste good Mrs. Walker" Michael pulled the blouse off my shoulders and I rubbed his hard cock through his pants. "It feels like you want it to" I said. "Well that's because Danielle hasn't been taking 'care' of things back home, if you know what I mean!" He stroked my breast with the back of his hand. "You know a guy like me can't go without it for long, so how about Danielle's step-mom takes care of business?" "I can give you what that little bitch can't" I reassured Michael he would get what he wanted. "Oh man!" Michael let out a laugh, "I get to fuck the mother and the daughter" Without any further warning, Michael pressed his lips to mine, scooped me up into his arms and carried me into the lounge. ------------------------------------- Michael tossed me onto the leather sofa like I was some eighteen-year-old cheerleader he was ready to ravage before walking over to the fireplace. "Let me show you what you've been missing Mrs. Walker" Michael grinned at me. With his head leaning arrogantly to one side, he undid the buckle on his belt and whipped it out of his waistband. With just one hand he flipped open the clasp on his pants and then let them just fall to the floor, finally releasing his massive cock from its prison. The full eight inches of his thick manhood stood in front of me, throbbing with desire, it was perfectly straight, cut and of course, rock-hard! He stroked it a few times for my benefit - always grinning and always staring right into my eyes. I lent forward and licked the tip of his massive manmeat. This time Michael put his hand into the back of my neck and guided his cock into my mouth. I was nervous at first but I soon needed little encouragement to give him what he wanted. I started to suck him as hard as I could – I was hungry for him. I bobbed up and down as I took more and more of him into my mouth – tasting, sucking and loving every inch – and there was plenty of him to enjoy. I pulled Michael from my lips and ran my tongue over his thick shaft, giving him as much as I could. A little pre-cum eased through its swollen head and I used it as lube to keep my lips satisfying Michael. "Suck my dick Mrs. Walker. Suck it like your step-daughter should" He pushed my head back towards his cock and I rested my hands on the top of his thighs before taking his cock back into my mouth. "Oh yeah..." Michael almost growled with excitement as I continued to suck his massive cock while my one of my hands was freed to cup his balls. "Suck my dick Mrs. Walker. Suck it you whore!" I did as he demanded – I had to make sure he'd come back again. I eased more of Michael into my mouth, I didn't know if I could take anymore but I did it for him and for my sexual future. I groaned quietly as I wrapped my warm mouth around his massive cock but as I continued to suck and lick him I could feel Michael's balls tightening while I tickled them but he wasn't ready to cum just yet. He eased himself from my mouth and I ran my hands up his steel abs as I looked up at him, flushed and excited. "God you've got me hard" "Michael just fuck me, fuck me now please!" I was desperate for him! His naked body was enough foreplay: I just needed him inside me. "Well I best I obey my future mom. I wouldn't want you to think I was a bad boy now, would I?" Michael listened to his mother like a good man should. He grabbed my thighs and swung me round so I was lying flat on my back. He walked to the bottom of the couch, my eyes staring at that tight ass all the way and turned to face me: his dick as hard as it had ever been and visibly throbbing with excitement. He grabbed my ankles and spread my legs wide. He reached forward and teased his fingers under the edge of my skirt and panties and stripped both of them from my body before crawling down the couch towards me, his eyes staring straight into mine. He lowered his body against mine and his massive, swollen manhood finally brushed against my starved pussy and I let out a low cry. "Oh fuck me hard Michael, fuck me like a slut, you are so hot" "Don't you know it Mrs. Walker!" Michael paused at my breasts and licked my nipple tenderly before sinking his hot mouth back onto my skin. "You like that huh baby? You like your mother's tits? You dirty fuck, I want you to cum inside me. I want you to cum in my cunt" Michael caressed my body with his manly hands, my lust building inside me. Michael kissed me wildly again as he started to writhe on top of me. I had no idea why I was so excited already and so quickly but without Ted paying me attention I was now on overload but just as I was catching my breath, I felt Michael writhe on top of me a little harder and then in one long lunge, he drove every inch of his cock into my soaking wet pussy. I felt him dive into me – more and more of his thick manmeat filling me up like I'd dreamt. He stretched the sides of my pussy until it thumped with delight and welcomed his meaty cock gladly. "Oh Michael, you're so big" My eyes widened with sheer pleasure and I gasped for breath as Michael plowed into me like I had hoped, deep and hard. With each thrust of his hips he used that thick eight-inch cock like I never knew possible, my toes already curling, and my mouth opened with pleasure. He didn't hold back as he lunged his cock right in to me as if I was the first to satisfy him in a long time and the sensation of his hard abs rubbing against my stomach was mind-blowing. "Your pussy feels amazing" Michael cried out. "Better than Danielle's?" "Oh fuck yes!" Michael groaned breathlessly as he rammed his dick right into me. "That bitch won't let me fuck her like you do. I'm gonna make you scream!" I ran my hands through his thick brown hair and pulled it a little, making him cry out. Michael's smooth, tanned body rocked on top me, never letting the pleasure stop; my moist pussy consuming his young, meaty cock as it seemed to grow even harder inside me. "Harder Michael, harder, make me cum, make me cum hard!" Michael did as I asked and this time ground his cock right into me, his face almost angry with passion - he did me like I'd never been done before! Michael grabbed both my arms and held me down. He lifted his hard body off me before withdrawing his cock completely and then, with all his might, slamming it back into me again. "Yesss!" I couldn't help but scream "Oh fuck me, fuck me you bastard". "Are you sure you can take it Mrs. Walker?" Michael asked breathlessly. "I need it Michael. Give it to me" Michael continued to obey me! He eased his massive cock out of me a little and then, with his muscular hips, drove it back into my hungry pussy even deeper than before. And then again –and it took me somewhere I didn't know possible. The third time, despite being in me already, he lifted his hips as far forward as they would go, so I had no choice other than to take his hard cock deeper into my already saturated cunt. His cock wasn't letting me escape! "Oh yes!" Michael cried out - even that one seem to satisfy this arrogant stud! "Take my dick Mrs. Walker, take it!" Michael continued to pound me like some animal on heat, his hips drove his cock in and out of my wet pussy, my juices smothering his cock as I felt wave after wave of satisfaction rush through me. I could feel my heart pounding in every part of my body. I glanced to the side to escape the intense pleasure for a moment, only to see us both in the mirror opposite. I gasped as I watched Michael's incredible body rubbing against mine, his face consumed with lust as his tight ass moved up and down, up and down, to keep his thick cock inside me. "Take it you like what you see?" Michael had turned to watch us both too and also like what he saw. "Fuck I'm good..." Michael said. "I've fucked some ass in my time but no one's got me this hard Mrs. Walker, oh fuck yes!" The black leather couch began to squeak under the weight of our hot, sweaty bodies. Michael just didn't let up – he rocked his hips close into mine, almost rolling his dick around inside of me to the point where I couldn't take it anymore. "I'm close...oh God I'm gonna cum" I started to yell. "Take my cock...take every inch of it Mrs. Walker...every last fucking inch!" Michael ground his cock into me - the more I begged the more he gave. "Give it to me Michael, give me that body" I felt Michael's rhythm quicken and his dick begin to thump inside of me like never before. "I want you to grab my ass when I cum Mrs. Walker" Michael ordered quietly. Michael released his grip and I slid my hands across his thick shoulders, down the muscles on his back until my hands were strategically placed on each of his tight, muscular buttocks, I started to rub them and squeeze them. Anita Welcomes Michael Ch. 02 "What did you and Michael get up to yesterday?" Ted asked me as we lay in bed sipping our morning coffee. "We just got to know each other a bit better that was all" I replied with a smile as my mind was filled with all the images from the afternoon before – Michael's strong arms, tight ass and, of course, his satisfying cock. "Danielle wants me to take her out today to start pricing things up. Marie was delighted to be bridesmaid and she said she would ask her friend..." Ted continued but I wasn't even listening. My mind flashed back to all the things Michael had done to me the day. "Then we could go and see Belinda, and break the good news. I think it's fair for her to know as soon as possible" I zoned back in to hear Ted break this piece of news about his ex-wife and I spotted an opportunity quickly. "Well, what about Michael, are you just gonna turn up with him?" "I thought we may go over and announce something but arrange some sort of dinner so we could meet as a family" "Sure, so Michael will be here for a while then? I mean you are not going to do that today, are you?" "Me and Danielle will be gone for the morning and for lunch probably but we will leave the Belinda thing till later. Is that ok with you? I know you're the only one entertaining him at the moment but you seem to be getting on" Oh Ted, if only you knew! I had a quick shower, brushed my teeth, slipped into my robe and I crept out of my room to see Danielle shutting the guestroom door very quietly. "Oh Anita" she whispered and beckoned for me to come closer "I have left Michael sleeping, he is really tired for some reason. Perhaps the drive down took it out of him yesterday. My dad and I are..." "Yes I know, you are both going to town to start getting some ideas. How exciting?!" "Yeah that's right I can't wait! Is my dad downstairs?" Danielle asked. "Yeah he is waiting in the kitchen I think. I will come down with you and say goodbye" I was keen to make sure they were both out of the way and that I had the house, a bedroom and Michael all to myself. I watched them get into Ted's car and then raced up the stairs to my bathroom. I brushed my long blonde hair and massaged my breasts a little in anticipation. I took off my toweling robe and slipped into a short black satin teddy that just skimmed my buttocks. I grabbed a pair of feathered slippers and hurried across the landing. I eased the door open and walked into the room casually, standing with my legs shoulder width apart with my hands on my hips and waited for some comment but Michael didn't respond – he was flat on his back and still fast asleep! I took a long hard look at that body once more. One arm was resting above his head, exposing the underside of his massive bicep. His sinewy body was laid out on the white sheets: that muscular chest I had stroked so keenly yesterday was completely exposed but then it eventually dawned on me: Michael was naked underneath the bedclothes! I crept towards the bed and knelt on the edge of it, I lifted up the edge of the sheet and let my eyes feast on his enormous manhood. Danielle didn't know what she was missing. I peeled the rest of the sheet off his body quietly and leant down towards my prize to wake Michael with a good morning 'kiss' but then...ding-dong! The doorbell went! I quickly slid off the bed and raced down the stairs impatiently and opened the door with only my head peering round it. "Congratulations Anita!" My neighbour Marcy greeted me warmly, with open arms. My usually pleasant but now annoying neighbor that is. "We are so pleased for you and Ted. Congratulations!" She continued. "Oh Marcy, hi. Thanks for stopping by – it's really sweet of you, I take it word travels fast - but now is not a good time, I was just about to take a shower. I am so sorry" I had to think of something to get rid of her and explain why she could only see my head. "Oh ok no worries Anita. We just wanted to say we are so pleased for you and of course, Danielle" "Thanks Marcy, that's really great, we must meet up soon and discuss things. Can I catch up with you tomorrow?" "Yeah, ok...sure" Marcy seemed a bit stunned by my eagerness to get rid of her "I'll pop round tomorrow, about eleven?" "That would be great, really great, sorry to dash, bye!" I waved her off and pushed the door closed as politely as I could. I slumped against the door with the relief of getting rid of Marcy. Finally Michael and I were alone again but before I could even move... "Good morning to you too" Michael announced from the top of the stairs. I opened my eyes quickly to see him wearing that broad, brazen grin but thankfully not much else. He had grabbed a white pillow to cover his modesty but left the rest of his body on show. "Sometimes Marcy has the worst timing. I was hoping she wouldn't wake you" "Really, why was that? Planning on having your wicked way with me again Mrs. Walker?" Michael kept on grinning smugly – such an arrogant bastard. "Danielle wasn't impressed that you were still sleeping when she left" "Well..." Michael started to jog down the stairs towards me and I watched as his powerful chest bounced up and down as he quickly approached me. "Like I said, it's been a while since Danielle took care of things back home so there was plenty of frustration to get rid". His six-foot frame looked even more impressive as it stood over me on the bottom step of the stairs. "So I take it you were looking forward to your wake up call then MIchael?" Michael smiled at me but changed the subject quickly. "Where is everyone?" "Danielle and Ted have gone to the mall to pick out wedding stuff and tell Danielle's mother the good news" "Why didn't you go with them?" "I couldn't leave you all alone now could I? And besides if they aren't here, I can have you all to myself" "Oh I see! Seduction part two was already planned was it Mrs. Walker? You are certainly determined to get your hands on me no matter what. Well there's plenty of me to go around but I am an impatient man Anita and if Marcy robbed me of my wake up call, I need to get my fix myself" Michael dropped the pillow and I watched with delight as his fat cock slowly began to get erect. "Looks like you still need some satisfying Michael" "Too right Mrs. Walker and you are the one to do it" Michael held my head and we kissed like honeymooners besotted with each other, we must have stood there for ten minutes just devouring each other unashamedly. Michael lowered his fingers and brushed them across my neck before running the back of his hand down in-between my pert breasts until they reached my stomach. He knelt down and kissed my stomach through my lingerie before he took his hand and slid it gently up my thigh and then inbetween my legs. For a second my breath was completely taken away. "It looks like Ted hasn't been taking care of things either" Michael didn't stop there. He lifted up the edge of my lingerie to reveal my pussy and then eased back the hood of my clitoris and let his hot lips fall so tenderly onto it that my knees went weak. His lips started to do all the talking we needed! He slowly kissed and licked my clit, tasting me like I had him yesterday. He rolled his tongue over my moist mound like no man had and like I certainly wasn't the first to receive this treatment. He left my clit for a second and eased his tongue past my moist lips before licking my pussy shamelessly. "Oh Michael yes! That's it, taste me, love me, eat me like you should. Your mother needs it!" Michael thrived on the encouragement and I felt his lips and tongue deepen into me, his tongue finding every possible spot that would arouse my pussy deep, deep inside and it was working. He worked his lips on my clit again, kissing it so softly and seductively. His hands reached up my body towards my breasts and he took them in his hands whilst still going down on me. "God yes Michael...oh Michael...eat me baby. I'm your slut, eat me!" I didn't know what I was saying but words couldn't describe it. My pelvis started to rise, forcing Michael onto my pussy even more. "That's it Michael!" I felt a hot wave build inside of me and it grew as Michael slowly stirred me to the boil - his tender touch knew all the right spots. His lips continued to service me until the pleasure intensified more and more until I thought I was ready to explode but Michael suddenly stood up and I instinctively pulled off my lingerie. With my pussy almost on overload, he lifted me up around his waist before easing the spongy head of his cock into me. That moment I could savour forever but now inside me, Michael quickly worked up a satisfying rhythm and our lips met as he let out all those frustrations. He fucked me like some whore that maybe I was! My body was banging against the front door as he pistoned my pussy like I was half my age and I only wanted more. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me Michael, fuck me hard " The words flew from my lips uncontrollably and unexpectedly. My breasts were pressed into his pumped chest and I could feel the heat from his body as he rammed his cock into me. I didn't realize how strong he was – to hold me up and fuck me like he was doing – he was an animal in heat. "Oh fuck Anita....oh my god" Michael groaned deeply and I knew it was affecting him too, knew this fuck was what he wanted, knew my pussy could satisfy him. "I love your pussy, love your tits, fuck I need them" Michael pressed me against the door and owned my pussy unapologetically! His cock was getting harder, deeper, stronger, his whole rhythm was racing through my body as I clung onto his strong shoulders with my nails, digging into his gym-honed physique – I was just clinging on but I could take no more. "Oh Michael I am coming, am coming" "Come for you new son Anita, let me fill you up" Those words tipped Michael over the edge too and his cock exploded into my pussy. Our bodies shivered as the release finally came, his cock pumping stream after stream of cum into me, his body flexing with the passion. Michael whimpered under the strain of his orgasm and I rested my head on his shoulders to cope with mine, my heart thumping in my chest even faster than yesterday. After a few final thrusts Michael let me legs go and I rested against the door to catch my breath. He stood pressed against me for a moment before we kissed and he pulled his cum-covered cock out of me. "You've done it again Anita.." he said breathlessly, "made me cum like a mother should" I stroked Michael's chest before kissing his cheek. "Isn't it time for your morning shower..." I teased his chest with my finger, "or how about a nice hot bath with me?" Michael grinned. Anita Welcomes Michael Ch. 03 Michael arrived back at our house after the first meeting with the wedding planner. Michael loved Danielle slightly more than all the other girls he had been out with which seemed to qualify her for marriage but he was sure sick of bridesmaids dresses already. Michael loosened his collar and dumped the portfolio on the hall table. It was still hot out and Michael needed a shower after the drive back through rush hour traffic. He went into the laundry to grab a fresh towel and dumped it on the dryer while he unbuttoned his light blue shirt, pulled it out of his jeans and took it off. Michael walked back into the hall and saw a figure through the mottled glass of the front door. Before the person had a chance to ring the bell, Michael opened the door and Marcy (Anita's neighbour) greeted him with a big smile. She was wearing a form fitting blue patterned vest and denim mini skirt with her blonde hair piled messily on top of her head – she was like a poor version of Anita. Almost 100% trash but not quite. "Hi, you must be Michael? I am Marcy, the Walkers' neighbour, how do you do?" "Oh hi Marcy it's nice to meet you" Michael shook her extended hand, pretending he didn't know her already. "I hear congratulations are in order?" Marcy continued. "Yes, thank you, Danielle and I are officially engaged! Word sure travels fast round this neighborhood. Danielle and I are really pleased although sorting out all the wedding plans is some task, but please come on in." Michael stepped to one side and Marcy smiled confidently while trying not to stare at Michael's traffic-stopping chest as she walked into the house. "I came to see Anita yesterday and somehow managed to forget to drop off the card. So here you go." Marcy presented Michael with a purple envelope. "Thank you Marcy, that's really kind of you and I am sorry about my attire," Michael glanced down casually with his hands in the air like he was surrendering. "But I just needed a quick shower to freshen up. I wasn't expecting any visitors – actually I am home alone for much of the afternoon but you are more than welcome to stay if you want? But if not, please stop by to see Danielle later, she would love to see you again I am sure" "Yes I must do that, you're right. Although from yesterday I am unsure who I should congratulate. It looks like you are already practicing with Anita for the honeymoon" Michael's eyes widened for a moment with the realization that he and Anita had been spotted. "Wh...wha...what do you mean Marcy?" Michael tried to back track with a little laugh. "What do I mean Michael? I mean the fact that you were having sex with Anita on that sofa yesterday and I saw it all. It was quite a show! You aren't even in the family yet Michael but you seem to be very well acquainted with your soon to-be mother!" Marcy replied with venom. "So yes, I must come over and 'celebrate' later with either Danielle or Anita. Which would you prefer me to congratulate Michael?" Michael remained quiet for a moment. "Listen Marcy..." Michael started very slowly, thinking on his feet. "Me and Anita, I mean we are...well..." "Spit it out Michael..." "Look Marcy" Michael tried to buy some more time "There's no need for you to tell Danielle." "Why shouldn't I?" Marcy asked with a smile "You aren't much of a faithful husband and you aren't even married yet!" "Marcy, please don't ruin Danielle's big day – she is so excited about getting married and we do love each other. Please don't, I'll do anything as long as you don't tell her. Please don't spoil it for her. I'll do anything." "Well Michael, it's funny you should say that ..." Marcy wagged her finger at him as she walked into the lounge. Michael frowned for a second and then shut the front door so they were alone. He was still looking confused when he turned around and walked into the lounge to meet Marcy face to face. "Just how willing would you be to keep me quiet Michael? You seem so keen to be a member of the Walker family and I appear to be the one who could change all that." Michael rubbed his massive, defined chest gently as he listened to what Marcy was saying. His head was hanging back a little – his usual cocky stance already assumed as Marcy continued. "Anita seemed to be very impressed with what you were offering and it appears to be so good it is stopping her from telling anyone so she can keep you all to herself. So if that body is as good as it looks and I need some incentive to keep your secret then you'll need..." Michael held up his hand - he'd heard enough! "Alright Marcy I get where this is going. In fact..." Michael paused for a second, "I think I knew where this was going: you want me to give you some of what Anita has had, right?" "Got it in one Michael" Marcy clicked her fingers in the air. "So you are actually encouraging me to be a bad boy now? What about Danielle?" 'Well what Danielle doesn't know can't really hurt her now, can it? Besides you have something I want and I have something you want. So you will need to drop those jeans Michael and give me all that you have given Anita and in return I will keep my mouth shut about your little infidelity and ours of course." "Marcy..." Michael tried to reason with Marcy. "No, no, no Michael" Marcy wagged her finger at him. "Anita and I always share and you are no different. Now lose those jeans Michael or lose both Anita and Danielle and then your job when Ted kicks your sorry ass out of the company for fucking his daughter and his wife." Michael had no choice in the matter, there was too much at stake – he could lose everything - but if all he had to suffer was another fuck then why say no. "Well if it is what will keep you quiet, I am only too happy to oblige" Michael grinned as smug as ever at the thought of him having to have sex with yet another woman in this neighbourhood. He undid the button on his jeans, ripped open the rest of the fly and let his jeans fall to the floor before stepping out of them. His prize cock sprang free and Marcy smiled contently. She approached Michael and slid her hands down his smooth, buff body. "I must give Anita credit, she has good taste. Mmmm...you are fine!" Marcy dug her nails into Michael's strong chest. "So will this keep you quiet Marcy?" "Too right it will Michael. Now get me out of these clothes." Marcy demanded. Michael reached forward and lifted Marcy's vest off her curvaceous body before reaching round her waist to unzip her skirt but Marcy grabbed him and pulled him closer. "Make me believe it Michael." Marcy whispered softly to Michael. With their bodies pressed close, Michael wrapped his strong arms around yet another conquest before removing her skirt. They both stood there completely naked, pressed against each other. "So now what Marcy? What is it I have to do for you?" Michael asked but knew full well. Marcy lowered her hands and with much anticipation she eased her fingers around Michael's thick shaft. "Make me scream like Anita" Marcy started to rub Michael's cock and he began to rise to the occasion like a pro. Now he was hard, the fun could begin. Marcy thought she was so smart, that she had managed to get her way by old-fashioned blackmail but Michael had other ideas. He walked over to the leather couch that had been the substitute bed for him and Anita, sat down and spread his legs wide – his cock standing proud. "C'mon on then?" Michael grinned confidently before he rested both his arms along the back of the leather couch. "If you want me, if you want what Anita had then come and get it" "Oh Michael. You are too arrogant for your own good!" "Yeah yeah. Both you and Anita say that but I appear to be the one everyone is fighting over. And the only one who will fuck you so if you want me, I'm all yours. So what if you tell Ted? Anita has him wrapped round her finger and if I don't marry Danielle, some other girl will have me." He was the one who was right now – he had her where he wanted - but Marcy was desperate for a thoroughly good fuck and she knew it was now or never for her aging ass. She hurried over to the leather couch and straddled Michael before taking his cock in her hands and rubbing it along the lips of her pussy, arousing Michael even more. "That's not a bad start Marcy. Ok, so you can get me hard – I'll give you that." "And that is one hard cock, one very hard cock. Michael, you are really big. What if I can't take you?" Marcy's looked almost serious for a second. Michael frowned again, his handsome face expressing his confusion. "What the fuck? You blackmail me into having sex with you and then back out? I don't think so Marcy. We are gonna have sex whether you want it or not. You got me hard and I will fuck you" "Right now?" Marcy asked nervously. "Right now!" Michael replied instantly and he wasn't joking – he grabbed Anita's neighbour around the waist, lifted her body up and then dropped her pussy right onto his strong cock. "OH MY GOD!" Marcy almost screamed the house down as Michael's cock did its stuff and forced her unused pussy into top-gear! Driving her wild as her pussy locked around his cock and made him slide inside her – her body tried to resist at first but Michael wasn't the type of man to be denied. Marcy could barely keep herself conscious as her dormant passions started to rise inside her and reach heights she used to experiences years ago. Michael kept his hands on Marcy's waist to try and keep her on top, her body becoming wild as she struggled to control herself. "Oh my God Michael. You are so fucking big. Oh don't stop. You're so fucking big!" Michael moved his hands down to her voluptuous ass as he quickly built up a smooth and satisfying rhythm for Marcy to enjoy. Michael rocked his hips back and forth and Marcy simply came along for the ride! He ground his hips into her, never really letting his cock release from inside her tight, mature pussy. He rolled his pelvis round and up and round and up again to ensure she was getting plenty of satisfaction and Michael watched as Marcy began to bounce up and down on top of him. Michael released his grip on her ass and headed straight for her breasts which lacked Anita's pertness but Michael put up with it considering the situation he faced. Marcy soon found the rhythm too and relaxed into it. While Michael used his skilled hands to pleasure her, she put her hands on Michael's shoulders and tried to ride Michael like she had hoped he would agree to. Her hips rocked back and forth as every inch of Michael seemed to grow even harder inside of her, stretching her moist pussy until it felt like it might burst. Michael continued to squeeze her tender cleavage as she fucked him as hard as she could. He ran his hands over her erect nipples and leant forward quickly to lick and kiss her breasts. "Oh Michael..." That was all Marcy seemed capable of saying! "You like that Marcy, huh?" "Oh God yes!" Michael hadn't planned on this – Anita was plenty – but he wasn't going to complain. His body was what most women wanted, so why not share it. Michael looked up at Marcy's naked womanly body writhing around on top of him and he had to admit that he liked her curves. Michael started to pound Marcy a little harder now and took his hands away to watch her awesome cleavage just jiggle for his satisfaction – he really fucked her cunt so she felt him thundering through her body. "Oh Michael you are so hot!" "I take it you like this body as much as Anita does?" Michael spread his hands wide open so Marcy could take a good look at his physique before flexing his left bicep in a purely egotistical way for her to enjoy. Marcy's head started to roll back as her orgasm began to build. Every time she slid up and down on Michael's cock she swore she could feel it grow even harder. "I think I'm cuming!" Michael reached forward again and put his hands on Marcy's slim yet voluptuous waist as she got quicker and quicker. Marcy fell forward, placing each hand on one of Michael's smooth pecs while Michael kept on pistoning her. Marcy dug her nails into Michael's gym-honed body as she fought to cling on but finally her pussy overloaded. "Oh God I'm cuming! Oh yessssss oh Jesus, oh God Michael" Marcy let her orgasm rip through her like a volcano. Her head flew back as her neck and head flushed crimson with the sheer pleasure coursing through her. Her clit went into hyperdrive as it sent nothing through her tired body other than pure pleasure. Burst and burst of high voltage licked through – she was only just finding enough strength to keep herself on top! Slowly her body began to calm down but Michael wasn't finished yet – he hadn't cum. "Oh Michael you're the best!" Marcy collapsed onto Michael's face, her breasts resting on his lips. Michael kissed them for a few moments before looking at Marcy. "So it appears but you need to finish me off Marcy, I'm not done yet" "What do you mean?" "I haven't cum" "Well what do you need me to do?" Marcy asked, barely able to breath, and completely red in the face. Michael lifted Marcy off his wet and still incredibly hard dick and stood up off the sofa. She looked up at him as Michael grabbed her by the hair and started to jerk his cock with his other hand. Michael let out some low groans, quietly at first, and then louder and louder. He held Marcy in place forcibly and her face showed her apprehension but she had no choice and after a few more frantic strokes his cock blew his heavy load all over Marcy's tired, red face. His hot load creamed all over her, running down her nose and cheeks as he let his orgasm finish. "There you go Marcy. I am done with you now and you certainly got more than Anita did – I didn't cream her face like I did yours." Michael picked up his shirt and threw it at Marcy's face. "But Michael you made me..." "Er no 'buts' Marcy, clean yourself up and then you can leave. I am gonna go for that shower now, thanks for the fuck babe." Michael left Marcy covered in his cum and she just watched as his muscular body walked away and headed up the stairs. Anita Welcomes Michael Ch. 04 Michael spread his legs as he reclined on the sun lounger, the suntan lotion oiling up his skin: drawing attention to his physique even more so than usual. It was so hot that there was no other choice than to sunbathe. "What time are Ted and Anita due back baby?" Michael asked Danielle as she lay next to him reading her latest copy of Hello magazine. "About another hour, they have gone to meet some friends for lunch" She replied. "Well if they are gonna be a while..." Michael reached over and brushed his hand down his future wife's thigh. "May be we should take advantage of the peace and quiet" Michael raised an eyebrow suggestively and then reached over and brushed his fiancée's breast with the back of his hand. "No Michael!" Danielle screwed up her face and pushed his hand away like he was infected with something. "I want to top up my tan ready for the engagement party, I wanna look my best if all the family are coming." Michael sighed and retrieved his hand. Deflated, he dived into the pool and just as he did, Danielle gasped and shouted: "Mom!" Danielle got up quickly and ran across to her mother Belinda, who was waiting at the bottom of the patio steps. Belinda – Ted's first wife - greeted Danielle warmly and flung her arms around her daughter, squeezing her tight. Belinda had always been more of a career woman than a mother but she had tried to make amends now Danielle was in her twenties. Whilst the women exchanged hugs and kisses, Michael swam to the end of the pool and hauled his body out of the water, and as he did, Belinda glanced at him and felt like a deer caught in the headlights. With his hands placed shoulder-width apart on the patio, every muscle in Michael's arms and shoulders flexed hard as he heaved his athletic frame out of the pool. Belinda watched the water pour off his muscles before his bronzed thighs steadied his body and he stood up. Michael grabbed a towel and wrapped it round his waist before striding towards the two women by which time, Belinda's eyes were simply ablaze. "Hello again Belinda, it's good to see you - thanks for flying down here" Michael placed a soft kiss on Belinda's cheek. "Oh I'm sorry I hope I didn't get you wet?" Michael added. "No, no, not at all and it's great to see you again Michael" Belinda replied. "I was just saying to Danielle how sorry I am that I wasn't able to see you both sooner. It seems likes ages since we last met and I have struggled with flights and my work in Europe but I am finally here to celebrate the great news!" Belinda hugged her daughter again, more excitedly than the first time. "I invited mom over so we could look at wedding magazines and have some lunch, I just can't wait to try some dresses on" Danielle squealed like a little girl. "That's great, you girls haven't had a proper chance to catch up for months and months" Michael replied. "What do you want to drink mom?" "Anything you have will be fine thanks sweetie" Belinda patted her daughter's hand before Danielle headed towards the kitchen. While Danielle prepared some drinks, Belinda and Michael sat down on the patio furniture nearby. Belinda had met Michael only twice before because her work kept her so busy and she only vaguely remembered him, considering the number of boyfriends Danielle had gotten through. She wondered if seeing Michael shirtless would have made him more memorable! "How exciting is this for both of you? You're engaged! How fantastic? I couldn't believe the news when Danielle told me" Belinda laughed again as she glanced over at Michael's awesome physique. "I know, I just knew it was the right time to take that next step and Danielle is so great and we have so much to do but Ted and Anita are both being really supportive, especially Anita." "I am glad to hear it, it will be a busy time as there's so much to plan but you mustn't let it stress you out. I hope us girls are not pestering you and Danielle is not yet a bridezilla - please feel free to spank us if we get out of hand!" Belinda giggled at her own childish joke but Michael's libido perked up at the thought of laying his firm hand on Belinda's buttocks. Even though the joke was just that Belinda felt a warmth rising from her pussy as she sat opposite this fine specimen of a man. Her tightly crossed legs were hiding a lace thong that seem to suddenly be glued to her body and providing a gentle sensation of friction. "I can't imagine Danielle misbehaving and I am sure she doesn't get it from her mother?" Michael asked with a dirty grin, a dirty grin that came from his strong masculine face. "Well you never know Michael, I had some wild times in my day but either way I hope Danielle knows what a catch you are" "Really?" Michael tried to ask innocently, "Me? Gosh, thank you Belinda." "Of course, you have a great job and have other great....assets" Belinda replied calmly as she watched a bead of water leave the back of Michael's neck and descend over his full, gym-constructed chest and she felt her body rush with excitement. "Here we go" Danielle returned with a glass of wine. "Thank you darling. What are we having for lunch?" Belinda asked. "That's a bit of a problem; we appear to be out of anything worth eating. There is only some milk, leftovers and ketchup in the fridge" "Well that's no good darling" Belinda had a slightly posh tone to her voice and clearly disapproved of this menu. "Ok I will just go and grab us something from the local deli, I won't be long. You two keep each other entertained while I am gone, okay?" "Don't be too long baby" Michael stood up and planted a kiss on Danielle's cheek. "Aahhh" Belinda sighed, "Young love! Don't you worry darling, Michael and I will get along just fine" Belinda reassured her daughter. **** With Danielle gone, Belinda turned all of her attention back to Michael. She knew she shouldn't indulge herself as it was her daughter's boyfriend but since she divorced Ted, the nearest she had gotten to a body this good was staring at the cover of Men's Health magazine, so she let her eyes do as much wandering as she liked. 'So how are things now you are working for Ted as well as marrying into the family?" Belinda enquired. "They are not too bad although Ted makes no exception when it comes to work just because it is me, he still wants me to put in the same hours and he even has me hand-delivering invitations to one of Danielle's aunts on the way to a business conference and then I will be overseeing some more investments down south" Michael wiped some of the water off his chest and Belinda's knees quivered even though she was sat down. "That sounds like a tough job, especially in this economy but I guess he knows that you can handle it, you look like you could handle anyone" Belinda smiled again and gestured to Michael's ever-firm biceps. Michael laughed as Belinda reached over and gently brushed her finger against his arm. "Don't play coy with me Michael." As Belinda pulled her finger away she recrossed her legs, drawing attention to their toned condition. Michael grinned again and noticeably glanced down at Belinda's legs and then smiled, looking straight into her eyes. "I have always tried to keep myself in shape Belinda, I always want to look the best I can a little bit like you I'm guessing." Michael rubbed his chest again to dry it off some more and Belinda's eyes didn't stray from his pecs. "Were you only wearing that towel when you first met Danielle? Because I should imagine that would have swayed her somewhat!" Belinda asked. "No, no I wasn't. I was in a suit thankfully and not a bathing one!" "What a pity" Belinda replied with a smirk. They both smiled at each other keenly and Belinda could feel herself warming ever more to her future son. In his mind, Michael was picturing Belinda spread-eagled over the sun lounger as he destroyed her body underneath his muscles. His cock so hard it would tear into her whilst she held onto his shoulder for strength, his tight ass just driving his cock into her deeper than her daughter had ever taken it. "Can I ask what exactly you think you are doing here?" Anita's brisk voice shattered the growing seduction of Belinda's and Michael's conversation. "Oh hello Anita" Belinda sighed, rolled her eyes and then stood up. Both Ted and Michael could feel the temperature drop considerably despite the fantastic sunshine. "I came to congratulate MY daughter on her engagement to Michael – MY future son - I trust I am still allowed to do that? And I thought you would be out for longer than this to avoid me having to so much as smell you" "Michelle and Andrew couldn't do lunch, only cocktails, so we rescheduled for another date, not that I need justify myself to you Belinda and I don't mind you in my house as long as you don't out stay your welcome darling. I barely recognized you from the back; you seem to have gotten even fatter than the last time we met" "Oh thank you Anita, how sweet of you and you appear to have gotten older from every angle, perhaps it is best for you to lay off the tanning for a while" "Ladies, ladies please" Ted stepped forward and tried to intervene and calm the rivalry between the two women: no one likes trying to live up to the 'new model' (Anita) or trying to compete with being a man's first love (Belinda). Michael stepped in-between the two women and presented Belinda with his ass and Anita with his arms and chest. Ted guided Belinda to one side and sat her down. "Michael why don't you take Anita inside the house whilst I sit and chat with Belinda?" "Sure thing Ted". Michael tightened the knot of his towel and then guided Anita by her arm up the patio steps and back into the house. **** Anita threw her sunglasses on the kitchen counter incensed by Belinda's presence. "Who the hell does that tramp think she is?" Anita fumed as she paced the floor. "Er...Ted's first wife" Michael replied dryly. "Don't be smart Michael! She struts in here like she owns this house well this is MY house - not hers! Who the fuck does she think she is sitting there staring at your body? Sitting on my furniture and drinking my fucking wine!" "So this isn't about you... but really about wine?" "Stop it Michael! I am being serious! That whore struts around Europe but I rule this house and not her. Who the fucking hell does she think she is flaunting herself at you" "She was hardly flaunting herself..." Michael was interrupted by Anita again. "And you should know better than to me showing off that body of yours" "Listen Anita, this body is for many women to enjoy, you should know that? You especially should know that" Michael raised his eyebrow. "You can continue to be upset if you want Anita but I am gonna go put some clothes on. I wouldn't want to flaunt this body in front of you now, would I?" **** Michael dropped his towel and soon disposed of his swimwear. He strode around Danielle's bedroom and admired his body for a moment in the mirror: his abs were still looking rock solid. He was looking for some shorts when he stared out of the window and caught another glance of Belinda's legs. Michael stared at Belinda for a while and his ever-hardening cock revealed what his private thoughts were about! He was still stood there when he heard the bedroom door creek open and Michael smiled to himself. "I thought you didn't like me flaunting my body Anita?" Michael turned around and knew who he would find in the doorway. "I don't but as you so rightfully point out, it is too good to not be shown off. Why are you hard?" "I was looking at Belinda" "You were what! At Belinda? Who the fuck do you think you are Michael?" "Me? I am the best fuck you ever had and I have got a body that makes you go weak at the knees. Now I have heard just about enough from you and that mouth of yours today, so come over here and make good use of it" Michael held his hard cock in his hand and gently shook it for Anita to get the hint. "You expect me to suck your cock after you're staring at that whore?" "Yeah and I am staring at another whore right now but she isn't giving me what I want which I don't understand because I thought she was my new slut" Anita tried to be outraged but then her eyes took note of the sight that stood before her – a strong young man – the epitome of sexy – standing in front of her naked, his prize cock in his hands, his hard body completely for her and she instantly forgot why she was complaining. Anita strode over to Michael and pushed him down onto the bed before she dropped to her knees and as Michael let go of his cock, she lowered her head onto it instinctively. Michael let out a deep sigh as her mother's mouth bought him much needed relief and satisfaction. Michael had no time for manners today, he took fistfuls of Anita's hair and rode his cock into her mouth, deeper and deeper, her breath warming his shaft. Anita shut her eyes and listened to his moans as she bobbed up and down, determined to please her future son-in-law, her knees a little uncomfortable but she didn't care. Michael used Anita's mouth like she was the local hooker; punishing her ruby red lips with every inch of his cock – punishment for moaning so much about Belinda. Anita pulled away from Michael's cock for a moment and he sighed disapprovingly but she moved her lip-service to his loaded balls and kissed and sucked them, taking each one in her mouth in turn and Michael wasn't disapproving anymore. Anita's smooth fingers wrapped around Michael's meaty cock and she worked it hard as her mouth continued to suck his balls. Michael let Anita work his cock with her hand and he really let her work him hard – telling her to go faster and harder, just what he wanted and how he wanted it. Michael grabbed Anita's hair like he owned her and force fed her his cock again, he controlled the rhythm with his hands, pumping into Anita's mouth aggressively. Anita felt violated in the best possible way or mouth a little nervous of Michael's girth but she knew she was giving Michael what he wanted to keep him happy and as her fingers travelled up his strong body, she got her reward too as she could feel a real man's body after all these years of being to Ted. Michael shut his eyes and again pictured him and Belinda naked, writhing in the sunshine, their hot bodies mashed together as she gripped his shoulder for strength. He imagined Belinda to be tighter than Danielle was, a real screamer who affirmed the man he hoped to be – someone that can conquer any woman and make them enjoy it: Michael just couldn't help his arrogance! As Anita sucked furiously, Michael's own imagination came close to orgasm and with a light tickling of his balls, his full load shot out of his cock like a bullet and into Anita's warm mouth. "Oh fuck" Michael groaned deep as his cum rocketed out of his balls, drilling an orgasm right through him. He kept handfuls of Anita's hair as she used her mouth to clean the residual cum off the swollen head of his beautiful cock. Anita eventually lifted her head, her cheeks blood red and her lips moistened from Michael's load. "I will always be your whore Michael, I hope you know that" Anita really meant it too. "With my body Anita, I know you are not going any where!" Anita Welcomes Michael "Yeah Mrs. Walker, you know what I want!" Michael's body began to shiver, his face showing the passion that was inside him and then the first explosion of his hot cum splashed into my throbbing pussy. "Oh fuccckkkk" Michael cried out long and hard; his hips still rocking into me; his dick never letting up and as his orgasm came so did mine. My body began trembling and then my pussy went wild and – as ordered - I sunk my nails into his ass nice and hard, making my new twenty-six year old son scream even harder. I pulled his butt closer into me so he couldn't escape, my pussy surrounding and devouring his cock. "You bastard!" I squealed as my orgasm ravaged my whole body. "Oh yes!" Michael cried out again as he continued to pump me like only a young guy can. "Oh Michael! Fill me up, fill me up!" It was all I could say as I almost lost my senses, his orgasm seemed never ending – Danielle was clearly useless. "Oh God yes, fuck me!" Michael did as he should and continued for as long as his orgasm would allow, before the last drop satisfied my pussy and he eased his cock out of me. Michael's lips fell to mine and I ate his face shamelessly, not caring how I got my fix. Michael lay down next to me – still grinning! "So was I worth the wait Mrs. Walker?" Michael's cocky grin was still spread across his face, wider than ever. "You sure were Michael" I stroked his chest pleasingly. "I knew you wouldn't be able to resist me Mrs. Walker but I couldn't hold back either" He laughed running his hand threw his thick dark hair "I like being your son already" "Don't you mean my stud?" I replied. "I am just glad we could get to know each other better like you had hoped. You'll get to learn I'm the baddest 'good' boy your step daughter's ever gonna marry and as long as you can keep Ted and Danielle out of the way, I can guarantee to keep a smile on your face" "Michael, you are one arrogant fuck" "Yeah I know but a good one judging by your reaction. Now," he got up off the sofa and slipped his pants back on, covering up that great butt. "Why don't you show me to my room?" Michael raised one eyebrow and then that grin broke out across his face again.