0 comments/ 66238 views/ 4 favorites No Longer in a Mini-van Pt. 01 By: zrob INTRO Randi Boehmon was perched on the front of her large mahogany executive desk. One slender leg was draped over the edge, her black peep-toe platform pump with the 4 1/2 inch heel dangling above the floor. As she braced herself upright with her left arm, she realized that her weekly yoga classes were certainly paying off. Her other leg was pointed almost straight into the air, resting on the broad shoulder of a young summer intern while he held onto her upraised thigh for support. She had her other hand resting lightly on his thick neck as they both peered down between themselves to watch as his impossibly long shaft, wetly shining with her juices, slid in and out of her completely shaved pussy. When the young man lifted his head, he found Randi's beautiful blue eyes burning into his, a sexy sneer on his face. She slid her free hand up to the side of his face, pulling his luscious lips to hers. As they kissed, she moaned softly in his mouth, their tongues dancing, her pussy quivering with delight. ONE Recently back from a two week vacation, Randi had been able to resist temptation for nearly a month before giving in to her overwhleming lust for younger men. Her husband, Bill, had taken her to Jamaica to celebrate her 50th birthday and the petite blonde had garnered plenty of attention as she lounged by the pool, or walked along the sand in her tiny, thong bikini, loving the fact she could show off her new boobs by going topless. Perfect D-cups, they looked completely natural, and were even more delectable with the bronze tan she was able to acquire. Randi had the body of a woman half her age, with a trim waist, slender legs and a tight ass. Her platinum blonde bob had grown out just a bit, falling gently gently across her toned shoulders, the long side bangs framing her face in a terribly sexy way. Her incredible blue eyes seemed to be lit from within. While her husband golfed, Randi quickly picked up a taste for the local fare, sampling beautifully muscled island men, none of whom were out of their twenties. As she lounged in the big four poster bed, wonderfully covered in sweat, one of her young lovers told her it was not uncommon for older, mostly wealthy, women from the States and Europe to come to the island in search of young dusky men. Although this wasn't Randi's motivation for the trip, since her husband had suprised her with the gift, she recognized the allure shortly after arriving at the exclusive resort. As a result, she encouraged her husband to play golf as much as he wanted while she would slip away for a massage most every afternoon after another young Jamaican caught her eye. An incredibly dark and sculpted masseur, he was able to slowly pull wonderfully long orgasms from her using just his hands. But, being a bit old-fashioned, Randi always insisted that he use his thickly veined hose on her before their session concluded. Even with the extra special attention her pussy received on her trip, Randi soon found herself hungry for more after she returned to Middleton. TWO After twenty years of hard work, Randi had been named VP of Sales for the large electronics company she worked for. While taking a handsome young intern out for dinner before he was scheduled to return to college, the sexy MILF had subtly flirting with him all evening, and she was pleased at his suprised and flustered response. Randi had been a total professional during his entire stay but she knew that he was atracted to her. She had caught him staring at her tight ass, or her big tits on numerous occasions, but her manner had made it clear that their relationship was strictly business. Jason had wavy blonde hair, the hard body of an athlete and the young girls at work were all desperate for his attention. During dinner, Randi had allowed her hand to lightly brush over his a few times, and when her foot briefly slid up his ankle, she had done it in such a way that he wasn't entirely sure if it had been intentional or not. What he did know, however, was that the sexy cougar was making him crazy. After dinner, the two of them were walking together in the parking lot while Randi ran a thin applicator brush over her pouty lips, leaving them glistening in a soft, pink shade of shiny, wet gloss. As they stood next to Jason's car, she dropped the tube of gloss into her purse and removed a pack of Virginia Slims Menthol 120s along with a tiny gold lighter. With a sexy smile on her face, she handed the lighter to Jason and pulled one of the long, white cigarettes out of the hard pack, sliding it between her french-manicured fingers. As she raised her hand, she used just the tip of her fingernail to comb a loose strand of her platinum blonde sidebang away from her face, before bringing her cigarette to her wetly shining lips, leaning forward slightly to bring its tip to the falme Jason had struck for her. Randi took a long, deep drag, tilting her chin upward and releasing a thin stream up into the night sky. When her hand fell to her side, Jason's eyes were drawn to the lipstick stain she had left on the filter. When he raised his eyes to hers, she had such a sexy, inviting smile on her face that he had to stop himself from trying to take her into his arms. Randi studied the young man, her breathtaking blue eyes cooly glinting behind her dark, smoky eyeshadow as she took another drag, tapping an ash as she exhaled. Smiling like she knew what he was thinking, she told him in a soft voice, "You can if you want to." Still on edge, his lust near bursting as he stared at the beautiful MILF, Jason wasn't sure what she meant. "I'm sorry . . . What?!!!" he manged to stammer. "You can kiss me." Randi told him. "That is, . . . if you want to." Jason took a deep breath, his heart pounding in his chest. Randi's arms were to her sides so he took her shoulders in his strong hands and tilted his head slightly, lowering his lips towards hers. He kissed her softly, almost sweetly, before pulling away to gauge her response. Randi arched her eyebrows playfully, a smile tugging at the side of her mouth, and reached up behind his head to pull him back to her, her mouth opening, her tongue extending. Jason kissed her more passionately this time, thrilled by the sensation of her tongue sliding over his, tasting the tang of her breath. They kissed deeply for several moments, their mouths opening and closing in a lust-filled dance, their lips smacking as their tongues dueled, before Randi put her tiny hand on his deep chest and pulled her head back slighlty. "Okay . . . We have to stop now . . . I'm sorry . . . I'm a married woman . . . I sholudn't have let you do that." Jason's cock was on fire, panting with lust, he looked at Randi with a pained expression on his face. "You've got to be fucking kidding me!!" he thought to himself, not believing this was happening, shocked by the change that had suddenly come over the executive. Randi took a last drag off her cigarette and dropped it on the pavement, crushing it with the toe of her high-heeled pump as she exhaled. "We need to get back." She told him matter-of-factly, acting as if she hadn't just had her tongue in his mouth. THREE Neither said a word as Jason drove Randi back to their office. It was after 9:30 and the parking lot was nearly empty. Jason pulled up next to Randi's car and turned towards her as he shut off the engine. "I hope you enjoyed dinner." she told him. "I know its getting late . . . but there's something in my office I'd like you to look at, that is . . . If you have a few minutes." Jason shrugged his shoulders, still deflated by her earlier actions, but recognizing that he would likely need a good word from Randi on his evaluation, he responded "Sure . . . I've got nowhere to go." Randi smiled pleasantly. "Great!" Jason followed her into the building and down the long hallway to her office, her high heels clicking softly on the tiled surface. Randi hit the lights and shut the door behind them as Jason walked to the center of her spacious office. Randi stood with her back against the door, as Jason turned around. "Well . . ." he asked when she remained by the door, a thin smile forming on her beautiful face. "What did you want to show me?" Randi let his words hang in the air for several moments, loving the fact that Jason was clearly confused as to why he was there. She reached up to turn the lock on the door, and began to walk slowly and seductively towards him, her hands raised to her throat to begin to unbutton her white silk blouse, her eyes smoldering with passion. Jason's eyes were drawn like magnets to her chest as she slowly undid the buttons, giving him a glimpse of her swelling breasts straining over the top of her lace bra. Lifting the blouse from her charcoal skirt, she pulled it open, exposing her tight, tanned and toned midriff and her wonderfully augmented boobs. "I thought you might like to see these!!!" she purred lewdly, her voice barely more than a whisper. FOUR Jason's shaft was incredibly long and Randi was able to grasp it in one hand as he fucked her, using it like a dildo, dictating the tempo and depth of his thrusts. The head of his cock was quite large and she loved the way it felt as she worked it just past her pussy lips in fast, shallow thrusts, before plunging it deeper, but more slowly further between her legs. Her breathing was becoming heavy, and she could feel her pussy begin to twitch as the swollen ridges of his young, fat pole dragged deliciously over the nerve endings lining her soaking wet tunnel. After several glorious minutes, Randi threw both arms over his broad shoulders and crushed her lips to his, allowing the young man to fuck with with abandon. As she sucked on the tongue that was thrust between her lips, she found herself thinking that if the young intern had worked his summer projects as well as he fucked, Randi would have considered hiring him full time after graduation. She quickly reminded herself how dangerous it would be for her to engage in a second office romance, especially since her promotion. Randi had been a loving and faithful wife and mother for nearly twenty yearts before having her first extramarital encounter with a much young co-worker. Her affair with Marcus had started several years ago, and had essentially ended after almost ten months of mind-blowing sex, although the two of them did continue to hook-up from time-to-time before he had left the company a few years back. By the end of their affair, he had dramatically altered Randi's life and the effect of his seduction still resonated within her to the present day. The two of them use to joke that he had released her "inner slut" and all these years later she couldn't even begin to count the men, and boys, she had slept with since that first time in her mini-van. Because of Marcus, Randi's sexual horizons had expanded beyond anything they could have imagined, taking her on an erotic journey few would ever believe possible. Jason pulled his lips from Randi and threw his head back, his eyes squeezed shut, his teeth clenched together. His grip tightened on Randi's upraised leg and his other hand slid down to her tiny waist as he thrust his fat cock faster and deeper into her married pussy. "Aaaahhh . . . Fuck . . . Randi . . . . I'm gonna . . . .I'm gonna cum in your pussy . . . Ah . . . Shit!!!!!" Jason spat. "You feel so good inside me, Baby!! . . . I want to feel you cum!!! . . . Fuck me, Baby!!! Give me all of your big cock!!!!!!! FUCK ME!!!" With a short shout, Jason dumped a huge load in Randi's pussy, her orgasm exploding shortly thereafter, her lithe body shuddering with ectasy, her pussy twitching as he young stud's cock jerked deep inside her. As they caught their breath, Randi pulled the young man down to her, kissing him quickly on the lips, her tongue darting into his mouth. She held onto his long shaft when he finally pulled it from her sloppy pussy. Milking him with firm strokes, she was able to bring more of his sweet, sticky seed to the surface where it pooled on the fat crown of his cock. Using the tip of her index finger, she wiped it away, bringing it to her lips and daintily sucking it into her mouth, like she was sneaking a taste of icing from a cupcake. "I certainly enjoyed working with you, Baby." she purred softly, smacking her lips lustily. "I'm sure that you will be a 'huge' success wherever you go!!!!" she smiled, his long cock still in her tiny hands as Jason leaned lower to kiss her softly, loving the feel of her lips on his. FIVE Randi was a little suprised when Marcus had called her, asking if she could meet him for drinks. After leaving the company and starting his own consulting business, she and Marcus had spoken on the phone a few times, but their conversations had been strictly business. He suggested a bar nearby, and Randi reluctantly accepted his invitation, not entirely comfortable with his choice, afraid that they might run into someone she knew. Randi was trying to be much more discreet these days, but figured drinks with an old co-worker could be explained away if need be. She was suprised by her reaction when she spied Marcus enter the lounge. A former collegiate athlete, he had broad shoulders tapering to slim hips, and a flat hard stomach. He was wearing a white short-sleeved mock turtle-neck, that was snug around his deep chest and thick arms, contrasting erotically with his cinnamon skin. Randi was sitting outside at a small table, and she could smell his enticing cologne as he slid into the chair next to her. He gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and Randi could feel her face flush. "Lovely as ever!!!" he told her, his eyes drinking in her sexy form, focusing his attention briefly on her big breasts which were swelling out above a plunging V-neck top. "I could say that you hadn't changed a bit . . . but I'd be lying!" a mischievous glint in his soft, brown eyes. Randi laughed, loving his reaction to her new boobs, and turned to get the waiter's attention to order drinks. The two made small talk as they shared an expensive Chardonnay, catching up, Marcus asking about some of his former co-workers. Randi told him that her son was in grad school and that her daughter, Katie, was studying in New York, modeling part time. She thought she saw his eyes flicker when she mentioned her daughter, but didn't give it a second thought. He seemed to have something in particular on his mind, but she didn't push, figuring he would get to it when he felt it was time. While Marcus was telling her about how his business was doing, Randi was slowly spinning a tiny, gold lighter that was on top of the distinctive green and white pack containing her cigarettes, clearly enjoying Marcus' company, proud of what he had accomplished since leaving. When she reached for a cigarette, Marcus picked up the lighter. She smiled wistfully, remembering all the times he had done this for her during their affair. Randi took a long, slow drag and exhaled a thin stream, propping her elbow on the side of the table. "God . . . You are so gorgeous!!!!" Marcus remarked, his voice suddenly low and intimate. "I've really missed seeing you." Randi smiled back at him. "I can't believe you've been that lonely . . . I know you to well!" Marcus chuckled in response. "Who said anything about being lonely? . . . You're just sexy as hell!!!" Leaning towards her, Marcus lifted his hand to her chin and tried to turn her face towards his, but Randi resisted. He lowered his lips to her neck and began to softly kiss and suck her smooth skin, causing her pussy to tingle. Randi's eyes were shut, clearly enjoying his touch, her heart beginning to pound in her chest. A soft sigh slipped from her lips when his kisses began a trail along her cheek towards her wetly, shining lips. It seemed to take an eternity until his lips touched hers, her body shaking with excitement. With a moan, her jaw dropped slightly to allow his warm tongue to push into her mouth. They kissed softly, but only briefly before Marcus returned to the side of her face, gently brushing her hair back so he could take her ear lobe softly between his lips, Randi could feel her pulse jump. "Marcus . . . " Randi whispered. "You really have to stop . . . I'm not that far from home and someone might recognize . . ." Marcus kissed her again, this time Randi's mouth opened wide, as his tongue slid over hers, she could feel his hand moving gently up between her legs, disappearing under her tight skirt. When he tried to move the the tiny strip of her thong to one side, she somehow found the strength to stop him. "Marcus . . . You have to stop . . . Not here!" Randi looked around nervously and saw a few people quickly avert their eyes. It was obvious that the sexy cougar and the much younger black man were drawing way too much attention. "Then where?!" He pressed her. "Come back to my place with me!!" "I can't tonight." Randi replied, clearly disappointed. "My husband doesn't like it when I'm out late." "What about tomorrow?" she suggested hopefully. "I could leave work early . . . We'd have all afternoon?!" "Alright." Marcus groaned. "I guess I can wait until then." His finger tapped her engorged clit through the silky lace of her panties, already soaked with her juices. Randi fixed him with a cool and confident caste to her eyes. "You know I'l make it worth the wait . . . Don't you Baby?!" No Longer in a Mini-van Pt. 02 ONE Randi Boehmon drove her silver Mercedes SL convertible up the curved driveway that led to Marcus' home. She was impressed with its architecture, a modern two story structure with cut stone and glass prominently featured. Getting out of the car, she had to adjust her tight, pencil skirt with a side slit, pulling it down over her slender legs and tight ass. She stopped to undo a few more buttons on her ruffled blouse, her heavy breasts near bursting above her black demi-bra with lace inserts. She walked slowly up the sidewalk to his front door, the 5 inch heels on her strappy platform sandals clicking on the ornate tiles that led to his large covered front porch. She ran the doorbell and didn't have to wait long for Marcus to pull open one side of the french doors, a broad smile already forming on his handsome face. He looked incredible in a light blue long-sleeved shirt, and a pair of pleated linen khakis. He closed the door behind her, and slowly lowered his head towards hers. Randi started to raise her lips, but then pulled back, clearly teasing him, lowering her eyes modestly. The petite MILF shook her platinum blonde hair back from her face, biting her lower lips, and then, smiling seductively, hooked her index finger on the top of his shirt, pulling him down. She slowly tilted her head to one side, her mouth open, tongue extending to softly kiss him. Their lips smacked, and the lovers continued to trade, soft, short kisses before Marcus looped his arm behind Randi's waist, bending her backward at a sharp angle as his kisses became much more urgent, his hand sliding up the front of her blouse to palm one of her full breasts. Randi's tongue slid deliciously over his, her nipples already hard with lust, her pussy wet with desire. She turned her back to him and Marcus grabbed both of her full tits in his hands, sliding his lips along the length of her neck. Randi raised one arm over her head, and craned her face around, her lips hugrily searching for his. As they kissed, Marcus squeezed her bbobs roughly through the thin material of her blouse. When he slid one of his hands down between her legs and started to rub her pussy, a low moan escaped from her lips. She turned around to face him, her hands now cradling his the sides of his face as she drank passionate kisses from his full lips. TWO Marcus took her by the hand and led her down the long hallway towards his bedroom. Unable to control their desire, the two stopped in a large, expensively decorated dining room and Randi sat down on one of the beautifully crafted chairs positioned at the end of the long wooden table. Marcus bent over to continue to kiss her as Randi quickly worked to unbutton his shirt, pulling it out of his pants. Randi ran her hands softly over the smooth cinnamon skin of his thickly muscled chest, leaning forward to suck a nipple into her mouth, before kissing and licking her way down his waist. She made quick work of his belt, unbuttoning his pants, allowing them to fall to the floor. He pulled off his shirt as Randi peeled his boxers down, reaching eagerly for the long,hard, thick shaft that had started her down the incredibly erotic journey she had been on for all these years. "God . . . I love this cock!" she whispered, her voice thick with passion. Her tiny hands were unable to completely encircle his girth, as Randi raised his cock to her wetly shining lips. She lovingly kissed the plum-sized dark head,before dropping her jaw and taking him into her mouth, the wonderful taste of his manhood still familiar to her. Randi bobbed her head slowly working more and more of his sweet meat into her mouth, moaning as she blew him, her hands stroking him in unision with her hungry mouth. "MMmmmmmmmmmhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" the vibrations from her moans and the sensation of her wedding rings sliding along his shaft causing Marcus to inhale sharply, his hands now holding the back of Randi's head. Randi pulled her lips from his straining member and pointed it up, leaning lower, her tongue flicking out to lick one of his egg-sized balls, before sucking it into her mouth. She remembered that Marcus loved to have his balls sucked, even more than her other lovers, and Randi soon felt his knees buckle slightly in response to her efforts. She ran her lips slowly up and down the side of his cock, her tongue tickling the sensitive underside, before sucking him back into her hungry mouth, moaning loudly as her head started bobbing back and forth in a slow, steady, rhythm. After several incredible minutes, Marcus pulled his wetly shining cock from Randi's lips and reached down to tilt her chin upward as he bent to kiss her, their lips smacking as their tongues danced erotically. Marcus reached down to take the substantial weight of one of her magnificent breasts in his hand, squeezing it firmly as their mouths remained locked together. When Marcus raised back up, he directed his fat shaft back into Randi's mouth, her hands now clasped together and lying in her lap, as she sat submissively on the dining room chair, allowing Marcus to start vigorously fuck her face, her jaw open wide as he pistoned his thick pole faster and faster past her glossy lips. Randi was hoping that she could taste his first load, and was suprised when he stopped his urgent thrusts and helped her to her feet. THREE Marcus deftly unbuttoned her blouse, allowing her big breasts to spill free. Taking them in his hands, he kneaded the pillowy mounds, marveling that they felt so natural, his thumbs sliding across the tips of her hard nipples that were pushing through her lace bra. Leaing over the table and bracing herself on her outstretched arms, Randi felt her passion near bursting as Marcus slowly lowered the zipper on her tight skirt, allowing it to slide invitingly down her slender legs to pool at her stiletto-heeled feet. Marcus grabbed the twin globes of her luscious tight ass in his hands and spread them gently apart, moving the tiny strip of her thong aside so he could slide a thick finger up her already soaked pussy. He licked, kissed and nibbled the firm flesh of her ass, as he fucked her with his finger, the smooth slick walls of her pussy quivering at his touch. Randi inhaled sharply and threw her head back, pulling her bra down and pushing her big boobs together as her pussy sparked, sending delicious waves of plesure coursing through her lithe body. Marcus moved behind Randi and pulled her panties down, allowing her to spread her legs, her ass proudly presented, her spiked heels causing the muscles in her calves to flex, one foot now raised to the chair she had been sitting in, the other still on the floor. She had to stifle a scream that rose to her lips, the anticipation of his fucking driving her to a frenzy. She felt him rub the fat crown of his cock up and down her swollen pussy lips before he finally pushed it through, his long, thick shaft easily swallowed by her warm, wet tunnel. "OOOoooooohhhh . . . my . . . God!!!" Randi managed to sputter as Marcus began a slow steady pounding, his muscular thighs smacking against her taut ass, causing the smooth flesh to ripple. Randi's head arched back, her eyes lidded with lust, her mouth hanging open as she surrended to the overwhelming lust that washed over her. Marcus held her trim waist firmly in his big hands as he slammed into her, his own desire for the petite MILF eliminating any thought of giving Randi anything other than a good, hard fucking . . . but Randi wasn't complaining. "That's it,Baby!!!! . . . THAT'S IT!!! Yes, Baby . . . YES . . . GOD YESSSSSSS!!! Give it to me . . . FUCK!!!!!!!!" Randi screamed. Marcus felt the familiar stirring in his balls and knew that he was close. Randi's expert oral skills and sweet pussy had quickly pushed him to the brink. He gritted his teeth, his muscular body drawn up tightly, his eyes screwed shut. "Fuck me ..... FUCK MEEEE!!!!!! BABEEEEE!!!" Randi felt his fat cock jerk vigorously in her steaming pussy, flooding her womb with his thick, sticky seed. FOUR Marcus handed Randi a glass of Chardonnay as she sat up naked against the headboard. She took a grateful sip before placing the glass on the bedside table as she dug through her purse. She pulled a pack of Virginia Slims Menthol 120s out and cracked the top of the box, removing one of the long, skinny cigarettes, flipping it between her fingers. Using a tiny gold lighter, she cupped her hands and struck a flame, taking a deep, slow drag. Marcus reached over to take the lighter from her as she released a long, thin stream up towards the ceiling, one arm under her lovely full breasts, supporting the elbow of her other arm which was held upright, her cigarette burning between two outstretched fingers. "I can't believe you still have this." he commented, recognizing the lighter as a gift he had given her shortly after they started their affair. "I don't really smoke that much." Randi responded. "Sometimes after a workout . . . almost always after sex!" she added with a sly grin spreading across her beautiful face, her striking blue eyes highlighted by her dark, smoky eyeshadow, and framed by her sexy platinum sidebangs. "Well . . . In that case . . . I'm stunned it still works!" Marcus teased. Randi smacked his deep, smooth chest playfully, laughing as she did, before taking another slow drag, tapping an ash in a ceramic tray as she exhaled. As they talked, Randi mentioned that she and her husband had been in couples therapy and that it had really helped them both. "I can tell." Marcus responded sarcastically, his eyes running up the sexy naked form of the woman lying next to him. "No . . . It's not like that." Randi insisted, grinning in recognition of how silly her statement must have wounded under the present circmustances. "I really like being married . . . I still love Bill, he's bright and funny . . . We have a wonderful time when we go out. I'm just not anywhere near ready to give this side of my life up . . . You know what I mean?" she asked him seriously. Marcus let out a deep sigh, staring thoughtfully into the distance for a few moments before he replied. "I don't know . . . Maybe I do . . . In a strange kind of way. It's funny . . . When I called you, there was actually something I wanted to talk to you about . . . But then when I saw you . . . with your crazy sexy hair . . ." his eyes dropping to her bare chest, " . . . and those fantastic fucking tits!" Marcus laughed. "I just . . ." Although he didn't complete his thought, Randi knew what he meant. As soon as she saw Marcus at the bar, she knew they were going to end up back in bed. "What was it . . . What did you want to tell me?" Randi asked, turning to give him her full attention. Marcus hesitated again, before blurting out."I'm thinking about getting married." Randi's eyes opened wide in suprise, studying his face to determine if he was joking. After a few moments, a warm smile tugged at her lips. "You're serious . . . Aren't you?" Marcus ducked his head. "Yeah . . . I am." To emphasize his point, he reached into the drawer of the table on his side of the bed, pulling out a felt box, handing it to Randi. Opening the box, Randi discovered a beautiful diamond engagement ring. It looked to be about 4 carats in a lovely platinum band. "Oh . . . Marcus! It's stunning!!" Randi told him, its beauty truly remarkable. Randi pulled her own wedding bands off and put them absently on the bedside table, not paying attention to where they landed, her eyes locked onto the ring Marcus had given her. She slid the ring over her finger and raised her hand into the air to allow the light to catch the gemstone, causing it to sparkle brilliantly. "It's absolutely beautiful!!" she continued, before looking directly at Marcus. Pulling the ring from her finger, she repaced it in the box and returned it to Marcus. "You've go someone in mind . . . Don't you? You don't buy a ring like that without knowing the woman you want to give it to . . . how it would look on her . . . What she likes." Marcus smiled. "Yeah . . . I do . I've been seeing her for a few years now, but it's been getting more serious lately. Jesus . . . I'm 30!" saying it like it had just been revealed to him. "So I guess I'm as ready as I'll ever be." Randi took the sides of Marcus' face gently in her hands and looked deeply into his eyes. Then in a slow steady tone, she told him: "I think that you would be a wonderful husband . . . and father! You're smart, . . . warm . . .gorgeous!" she added with a quick laugh. "And your'e pretty good in bed!!" A deep laugh rumbled from his chest. When Randi leaned forward to kiss him tenderly on the lips, she pulled away before he could slide his tongue into her mouth. Smiling wistfully, she shook her head. Looking at him lovingly, her voice barely more than a whisper "This woman . . . whoever she is . . . is an extremely lucky lady . . . and I am sure that you will make her very . . . very . . . happy." FIVE After Randi left, Marcus straightened up the house, making the bed they had wrecked, and opening up the screen doors to his large back yard, airing out the distinct scent of sweaty sex that filled his bedroom. He had been in the shower for about 10 minutes, feeling his body slowly recharge the considerable energy he had expended fucking Randi. As insatiable as he remembered, the beautiful blonde cougar had always prided herself on giving as good as she got, and Marcus had given it to her good. With his hands on either side of the shower head, Marcus was letting the water flow over his shoulders, the large stall filled with steam. He was briefly startled when he felt two soft hands slide up from his six-pack abs to gently squeeze the thick muscles of his chest. Opening his eyes, the contrast of the ivory limbs wrapped around his brown skin was incredible erotic. A naked body pressed against him from behind and he felt light kisses on his upper back and shoulders as he turned off the shower. "MMMMMmmmmmmm . . . Hi, Baby! When I heard you in the shower, I just couldn't resist!" his suprise guest purred in a sexy voice, her hands sliding down to begin to slowly stroke the long, fat hose hanging between his legs. Marcus turned and held his visitor by her trim waist, her long blonde hair falling well past her shoulders, her beautiful blue eyes flashing behind a dark, smoky eyeshadow, her pouty lips parted and glistening wetly. Marcus slid his hand up her tight, flat tummy to take one of her pert, perky breasts in has hands, his thumb gliding across a fat nipple. As he lowered his lips to hers, the petite beauty raised up on her toes to kiss him, her tiny hands working his cock in a familiar fashion. As their lips met, Marcus was again struck by the uncanny resemblance between Katie Boehmon and her mother. Katie looked almost exactly like Randi did when he fucked her in her mini-van all those years ago; from the slender sexy legs, to her smallish but firm breasts, Marcus almost felt like he was going back in time when he slept with Katie. Blown away the first time he had met the young woman, he had painstakingly planned her seduction, taking her virginity shortly after her 18th birthday. He had molded her into a mirror image of her mother, the perfect little slut, having her assume certain fashion traits, styles and habits of her mother that Marcus had found so intriguing. Now, at 20, Katie was an incredibly beautiful, undeniably sexy young lady who couldn't seem to get enough of Marcus. "MMMMMmmmm . . . Baby!" Katie purred between kisses. "I thought about you and your big cock the whole flight home . . . I couldn't wait to see you!!" her tongue darting into his mouth. Her mouth slid down his bull neck, as she licked and kissed her way down his rippling torso, getting to her knees in front of him. Cupping his fat, smooth ball sack in one hand, she stroked him deftly with the other, sliding the bulbous head of his cock eagerly into her mouth. Her head bobbed slowly back and forth, her tongue working the sensitive underside of his shaft. She pulled her lips away with an audible pop, studying his hard, thick member. "God . . . I love this cock!!!" she moaned before taking him back into the incredible warm wetness of her mouth. Marcus arched his back, loving her oral skills, thinking to himself "Like mother . . . " SIX Randi was almost home when she realized that she had left her wedding bands back in Marcus' bedroom. She tried to reach him on his cell, but when he didn't answer, she turned her car around and headed back towards his house. SEVEN Katie lit a Marlboro Ligt 100 and raised her chin, releasing a thin stream up into the air. Marcus lifted his arm and she eagerly snuggled up against his hard body, a contented smile on her lips. As they laid quietly together, Marcus slowly reached over to the bedside table and opened the drawer, reaching for the ring he had shown Randi earlier. Katie took a long, slow drag from her cigarette and sat up aginst the headboard as she exhaled, reaching for an ashtray, noticing for the first time the tiny box Marcus was holding in his hand. Her bright blue eyes widened in suprise and she felt a lump in her throat. Marcus, smiling warmly at his sexy young lover, handed her the box and then heard the faint, but distinct sound of high heels clicking across his hallway tiles, approaching the bedroom. "Marcus . . .?" he heard a familiar voice call his name. EIGHT Randi found that Marcus had left the front door open and let herself in, thinking she would quickly recover her rings and head home. Walking down the hall, she called to him "Marcus . . . Baby . . .?" As she started to turn the corner to his bedroom, she laughed saying: "You're not going to belive this . . . But I think I left my wedding rings when I was here earlier . . .!"