4 comments/ 23706 views/ 8 favorites Aroused and Looking By: Egmont Grigor CHAPTER 1 Little by little Adair Ashford became aware his mom appeared interested in having sex with him. Adair had always imagined if that were to happen his mom would pull out one of his adult magazines from his bottom drawer and sit beside him, arm around him with her hand resting around the front of his shoulder. She'd talk about the super dicks and shape and size of the females tits and ask which of the women he preferred and why. He'd feel a tit pressing into his back and she'd then say it was getting hot in his bedroom and would he mind if she removed her shirt. But no. She was a little less obvious than that... at first. Looking back Adair thought the first sign she was seriously interested was when she asked him to bring the washing off the clothesline. He'd done that chore a few times previously, loading the basket with towels, sheets, tea towels, his dad's shirts, his shirts and their underwear, her nightdresses and shirts, a couple of bras and a some sensible looking panties that mature women favor. But this time there'd been virtually nothing on the line -- just three sexy looking bras and matching panties and two pairs of patterned stockings. Adair recalled being surprised, thinking his mom must be entering a more liberal period in life. He said the underwear sets looked sexy and she replied did he think so and it was good he'd noticed. Those final words confused him and so he left the kitchen aware she was looking at him intently and smiling. The next occasion that tinkled his bell occurred when he found as pair of her panties outside his bedroom door. Adair recalled picking them up and he sniffed the crotch. She came along, snatched them from under his nose and laughed saying she didn't think they were his briefs. Goaded he'd called wasn't she wearing panties and just as she was turning into the master bedroom she pulled up the back of her skirt and said, "You're the expert, tell me." He didn't reply but noticed she was wearing a pair of her sexy French panties. Another time they were at the backdoor. She was entering and he was leaving. "After you mom." "Oh my, what a gentleman." And as she passed she dragged her hand over his crotch. At first Adair thought his crotch just happened to be where her hand would be when she passed but then on reflection he recalled there'd been a gap of about eight to ten inches between them; she must have reached for him deliberately. As if keeping up the pressure, Alison began asking him about his dates. She knew some of the young women who'd been to school with him. Then one evening she asked quietly, "Have you done it with Susan?" "Mom!" "What?" "Aw I don't know. Next thing you'll be asked me what was it like." "Indeed Adair. What was it like?" Adair recalled gaping at her. She came forward and kissed him good night, catching his limp hand and drawing it up on to her breast and then pulled away and went off to watch TV waiting for his father to come home from his bowling night. Perhaps an hour later Adair had awoken to hear the bed head in his parent's room banging against the TV room wall and Robert his father saying, "Steady on Alison, what's up with you tonight? You're on fire." Adair didn't catch the reply. A few nights later his mom dropped her subtleties. His father was away on business. Alison came into Adair's bedroom and asked, "Are you awake?" Adair switched on the bedside light and said no, grinning. His mom removed her nightdress and stroking both breasts asked, "Would you like to have sex with me?" "Yes," croaked Adair, letting go of his erection he'd been playing with. Alison threw the blankets back. She gasped, "Oooh, that's impressive" and clambered up beside him panting. Adair remembers that evening vividly, and why not? "Do you want it up the front or the ass?" he said, and his mom trembled and said in disgust, "Ass?" Adair misinterpreted that as a yes and race off to the bathroom to return with lube. "What's that for?" "To make it easier for me to slide up your ass mom." "Oh god, how foul. Get away from me." "No, you go. You're in my bed." Alison began crying and shaking. "What?" "Why can't you be nice to your mother?" "I am. I understand up the ass feels nice for most women, apart from perpetual moaners and women basically unsuitable to be fucked or those in the hands of careless males." "Who told you that?" "Guys and women." "Oh. Are you aware women desire foreplay?" "Yes mom, but you came in here looking hot so I guessed you wanted immediate red-hot action." "Well you're wrong." Adair sighed and told her to roll on to him and help herself. "God, you have a lot to learn," she said, although doing as instructed. They kissed and gradually the kissing became passionate and they soon were tongue fucking. Adair touched her asshole with his little finger and was almost bucked through the ceiling. "Take it easy mom." "Well don't touch me there." When his mom moved down his chest licking his skin and nipples and then tongue-dipping into the belly button Adair reached across, removed the cap from the lube spray bottle and placed it under his pillow. Alison began sucking him and heated up and became very interested. "It's time Adair." But Adair was tactically prepared. "I'm not going into your vagina mom -- that hole is dad's." "Oh come on Adair," she wined and went back to licking and jerking him. "Turn and straddle me and I'll lick and finger your vagina." "Oh Adair, you are so good to me," she said, obeying the man in charge. Adair began fingering her and used his free hand to spray some lube on to her butt hole. This time she didn't buck when he ran a finger across that hole. He increased his agitation of her pussy, getting three fingers in with ease, so added the other two digits and she spread her knees wider and he thought there was room to push his whole hand in but decided against it. He worked his fingers and used his forefinger of his other hand to begin working into her ass. "What are you doing Adair," she grunted, taking her mouth off his dick. Well it was time to push her. "You know I have to do this if you wish to be fucked." She sunk her mouth back over his cock without replying. Adair took that to be a reluctant acceptance and pushed a second finger into her ass and worked at it gently to widen the orifice. She came over the fingers of his other hand and grunting rolled off him and puffing asked, "What position do you want me in?" "On your hands and knees, head down, ass up high." It was a big ass and soon he was half-way in, ignoring her squeals and requests for him to stop. He called, "We can fuck now." As Adair began thrusting she pushed back and within thirty seconds he rested, with his dick buried to the max. "Come on, get going," she gritted. "Your father will be home soon and if he catches us like this he'll beat the crap out of us." "My nice and gentle father?" She barked at her six foot-two son, "Fuck me you big idiot." Adair grinned and obliged. He emptied into her and she fingered herself off to an explosive climax and said, "That was a beauty" and sank down, really spent. Adair withdrew with an almighty pop, that sounding not unlike a wet fart, and Alison laughed and surprised by declaring that had been one of her better fucks in recent years. "Not the best." "Get lost asshole." Laughing Adair went off and ran a bath for her. When it was ready he called her and in the kitchen poured her a vodka on the rocks. Awash in the bath Alison took her drink and pulled his head down to deliver a motherly kiss on the lips. She asked whimsically, "Will I go to hell for allowing my son to fuck me?" "No mom. That's just propaganda spread by jealous grandmothers with dried up pussies." Alison laughed unrestrained, slopping some of her drink into the bath and the floor. A couple of days later one of Adair's neighbors Mrs Reynolds called him over to fix a leaking faucet and said, "Your mom whispered to me she's having sex with you." Mrs Reynolds was one of those housewives viewed loosely from afar that Adair called 'succulent'. It was an hour later before Adair staggered away from Mrs Reynolds whom he left, red-faced and panting, licking one of her breasts. At the weekend by chance Adair met his aunt in the mall. His mom's youngest sister said Alison had told her a very big secret. Adair groaned as Jill leant forward and squeezed his cock. "Aunt Jill, stop it. We're in public view." "Well hurry up, take me somewhere where we can do it." Six weeks later, already losing weight because of excessive sexual activity, a relieved Adair went to college. Because those older women had taught him so much, Adair the freshman found himself in demand and his reputation spread and even a couple of female assistant professors took him aside for so-called 'private tuition'. He advanced into group sex and learned to wear a butt plug to avoid taking it up there by eager guys or women wearing strap-ons when he was otherwise seriously occupied. Adair came home for term breaks and gradually his mom and four other neighbors he had been servicing lost interest but not Aunt Jill who for some years dragged him off for a night or up to a week at a hotel or motel to have Adair fuck all orifices. She told him Uncle Dan was pretty good but didn't do asshole and didn't like his dick being sucked and so that left a great gap in her life for Adair and his dick. Adair really liked Aunt Jill and her love of sex and her foul language during their robust bouts and so accepted her dependency on him. Adair graduated and worked for a local law firm for five years. After missing out on a junior law partnership competing against three other contenders, he felt aggrieved and left his hometown as soon as he secured a post elsewhere. Merlon City with more than 750,000 people suited Adair fine. The atmosphere in the central business district was dynamic, rather new and clean for a big city and his work in family law was very satisfying. Being gym fit and well aware of what women want, Adair couldn't complain about his zip being down so often, even drawn down by some of his more lively companions with their teeth. In time Adair's private nickname for Merlon was Fuck City. However as he turned twenty-nine Adair knew something was missing in his life -- real romance and by implication real sex and anything rising above that, for example, receiving the total concern and trust from someone other than himself and his family. He felt ready and decided to go for it. Easier said than done. Adair was a guy who chose women -- or was chosen by them -- for the joy of sex. Such relationships appeared doomed to a short life because of other commitments, beliefs and desires, not the least being was the universal conviction of those who bedded with him that Adair was simply a guy who fucked for short-term gratification and then would move on to plunder another target. In gaining that reputation, Adair's chances of finding a woman to woo for a more serious and long lasting relationship bordered on the impossible. For a start he probably wouldn't recognize such a woman because he wasn't aware of the differences between categories of women apart from his experience that there were those who readily associated with him and those who appeared repulsed by someone like him. Adair began to think deeply about this. It wasn't that he didn't respect women. His code was he wouldn't fuck any woman he didn't respect. It was so puzzling: what were these women who weren't of loose morals apart from mothers, wives and daughters of friends and female business associates he hadn't sexually confronted and female clients and clients of his colleagues? It wasn't something he couldn't discuss with others because to do so would be to admit he was a pathetic womanizer without soul, and Adair didn't think he fitted that description. He attempted to better categorize himself and had to settle for this: a confused womanizer attempting to rise about himself. Yes, that was it. He liked the thought he was now attempting to 'rise about himself' and to find a woman to really love. His concern evaporated. He adopted his new mission. It never occurred to Adair that two such women would find him. CHAPTER 2 Adair was in the gym one morning when an attractive blonde said, "Hello. Would you excuse me for being so forward but you have an amazing body." "You can say that without seeing all of it?" "I beg you pardon," she said, flushing. "Well I was only speaking anatomically," Adair said hastily, thinking perhaps this was no gym bunny. "I accept that but at the same time don't you think you ought not be speaking to me in that manner?" Adair was up to it. "Oh, a thousand pardons. My mom is always saying I speak uncouthly to women." "She may well be correct." "And am I correct you are ready to have coffee or a juice with me in the gym café?" "Well I..." "You do now... I'm Adair Ashford." "How did you know I was going to say that? Well that doesn't alter the fact we haven't been formerly introduced." "But you do make exceptions?" "Heavens, you are aggressive. Yes I do make exceptions." "Well there we go Jill." The young woman acted on the brink of hostility. "My name is Gina Moore." "Sorry, I meant Gina. Lovely to meet you Gina; come to the café. You also have a lovely body." Gina glared at him. "Exactly what do you mean by that?" "Nature has endowed you. I am simply paying tribute." The glare was back. "That's a preposterous statement." "Yes indeed. I'm inclined to make them almost at will. Listen Gina, just don't be too hasty to judge me. I'm not all bad." "Careful, you might scare me away," she almost smiled. "Well said. I'll attempt to be careful but may need your tolerance." As they entered the café the blonde with azure eyes and a fairly wide beam said, "You are exceedingly quick and incisive with repartee." "Thank you. Diverting from that, why are you so sensitive?" She stared at him. "Adair, you are making it difficult for me to decide I could like you." "Is that important to you?" "No." "Then answer the previous question." "I am in a mess. I married unwisely and the a-hole I married eleven months ago has found a buddy who is love with him and is seeking an uncontested divorce. Daddy has paraded three attorneys for me to choose from and I liked none of them. I was talking to Marion the day manager here and we were looking at you lifting weights. She said you were a honey, sighing that it was a pity she was married, and then said a curious thing. She said you were an attorney." "Curious?" "It intrigued me her saying that just when I'm in need of an attorney. Marion though you practiced family law." "Correct. But why must you like the attorney?" The reply was delayed as they ordered white coffee and sat down. "I need to trust the attorney because I'm well endowed." Adair looked at her breasts, Gina flushed, and he said so he'd noted but he found it difficult to see the significance between breasts and trusting one's attorney. "You misunderstand," she said wide-eyed and holding back a laugh. "I was endowed from the estates of my maternal grandparents. Jake is claiming a share of those assets as matrimonial property." "Are there grounds for his claim?" "A pre-nuptial was signed and properly processed but both my grandparents died after the wedding, within a couple of months of one another." "Were their bequests in your name or your and Jake's name?" "Just mine." "Excellent. Tell Jake to get fucked." "Pardon me?" "Er I meant to say get lost." Gina frowned and said she certainly hoped he did. Adair said smoothly, "Here's my card. Drop in and sign on as a client and that will allow me to take your case." "I'm not certain I find you acceptable. You are aggressive and I've heard you use the F-word." "Well look elsewhere for legal representation Gina. I'm not changing into a pin-up boy just to please you." Adair smiled and saying goodbye left. Adair had just dressed after fucking the night manager of his apartment building just after 9:00 that evening when his phone went. "Good evening, Adair Ashford." "Hi it's Gina. I have been talking to daddy. He says from what I've said you appear interested in me and that should be good enough. He called the senior partner of your firm and Mr Crofton said you are a top line attorney and represented Bette Holm in her amazing divorce settlement. Mr Crofton was one of Miss Holm's boyfriends early in her career." "And so?" "Will you please represent me?" Adair yawned and looked at the manager pulling on her panties. "Come into the office tomorrow, any time between 9:30 and 6:45. I suggest you call my PA listed on my card for a time." "Okay. What are you doing... watching TV?" "No, I've just had sex and am about to return to my apartment." The call, as expected, was cut abruptly. Adair grinned. If she wanted him she'd have to take him as he was. What an upstart she was attempting to remodel him to suit her tastes. * * * Jan buzzed and advised Miss Moore was waiting and had signed in as a client. As routine to demonstrate politeness to a client paying big fees, Adair went out to greet the warpish-tongued Gina Moore. He stared. She was in an elegant white suit and wore a black hat. Because of the black high heels she appeared taller than Adair remembered during their brief encounter the previous day and because she no longer was wearing gym shoes with a sweater tied around her waist she appeared less bulky down there. The only bulk was farther up, he noticed with a flick of eye shift in a two-stage lift to look into her attractive face, enhanced by full make-up. He swallowed and continued walking. Gina didn't hold out her hand in preparation to a greeting so he moved right in and kissed her on the cheek, very lightly and briefly. She smelled very edible. "Do you normally kiss new clients?" Jan and some other PAs at their desks outside offices would have heard that comment so Adair simply said no and waved Gina in. That allowed him to study her ass and lower legs, He closed the door, not looking at anyone else, knowing the other women would now be descending on Jan to find out about the lady in white because that's what women did. "You kissed me." "Yes." "Without invitation." "See Jan on the way out. We have a complaints process in place." "God you are cold." Adair smiled, knowing this was so easy to defuse. "Was my kiss cold?" It was touch and go; for a moment he thought she wouldn't answer. "Well no, and your after-shave fragrance was, er, very lovely." She sat and as Adair sat opposite her instead of behind his desk. She crossed her long legs and because her skirt was short Adair caught a milliseconds sight of something that fluttered his breathing: she wore stay-ups. God, he loved women who wore stockings. The routine discussion was over in fifteen minutes, Adair making notes. "Right, that's all for now. I'll set up a meeting with the other side. I don't want you there if you'll be over-emotional. It's a business meeting and if I'm good enough your husband will walk away relatively happy but fuming." "Fuming?" "Yes because he'll not get anywhere near what he'd imagined." Gina looked aghast. "You mean you want me to pay out more than his entitlement?" Adair sighed patiently. "I apologize. I'm guilty of taking it for granted that you being an intelligence and obviously well-educated person with a business degree would have been aware of the elements of negotiation. You admit your husband is aggressive. Surely you can see no way would he leave empty handed unless you put a bullet between his eyes?" Aroused and Looking "Ah, don't tempt me," Gina smiled. "I'm sorry. In defending the notional castle I overlooked the principles of negotiating a settlement. That greedy bastard makes me so mad." "I'm glad some guy can hit on your emotions." "Pardon me?" "It was just an aside, just me exercising a personal observation. You can leave now unless you have other business to discuss. I'll be in touch." "You mean your PA will," she said a little heatedly. "In your case, with you being so charming and beautiful, I'd feel compelled to personally advise you of details of the preliminary meeting." "Preliminary? You said if you were good enough that meeting would be the end of it," "Yes, if indeed I do perform at my best, you don't screw up proceedings and your ex behaves as he should it will be the final meeting. But we don't want the other side to know our thoughts on that, do we? If they knew that they'd dig their toes in just to make you bleed." "Oh god, you men are so ruthless." "The information you gave me is Peter's attorney is female." "Ohmigod so he is, I mean so she is." "Keep calm, I need you to keep calm Gina if this is to be a walk in the park." Adair stood, having not offered coffee although it was mid-morning. He wasn't being impolite. He was backing his belief that Gina would react predictably." "I noticed a café across the road. Are you able to join me for coffee>" "Yes, I hoped you'd suggest that. I've left the next forty-five minutes free." She made no reply but looked confused. Adair held out his hand and pulled her up from the chair and said, "Shall we go. You look gorgeous today. That's substance for another complaint to make on the way out." Gina smiled and said, "Careful, you are in danger of making yourself irresistible." "I could be married." "My information is you are not attached." Who'd told her that? She wouldn't have said that had it been Jan. Women were too clever to do that, knowing how men think. God, she must know someone who he'd seduced! A fortnight later they emerged from negotiations. Peter had claimed $1.5 million and after a two-hour intense verbal exchange with Adair twice saying they'd see him in court and reminding Peter he had no legal redress to his client's inheritances, Peter and his attorney left the room and returned ten minutes later. Peter agreed to the proposed payment of $30,000 for full and final settlement. Gina was a little angry with Adair. "I'd said $20,000 was my limit." "We did well enough; we can't expect everything to go our way." "You chickened out." "Oh yeah, and how much would you have paid in costs had this gone to court?" "It's a matter of principle. I didn't want to pay out anything... you bullied me into thinking thirty thousand in the final round." "In effect you are a huge winner Gina, you've got the bastard out of your life." "Just a minute. Don't go; I haven't finished with you." She called her mother who was waiting with her elder daughter Charlotte for news of the outcome. "Well, well. Perhaps I'm over-reacting. Mom and Charlotte think you have acted marvelously in my best interest, as mom termed it. I'm sorry." "It's okay. I rather like a woman who can get off her ass and charge herself emotionally. Bye." "Wait. Mom wants you to come for Sunday lunch. The forecast is good and it will be served beside the pool." "So why does your mom who doesn't even know me want to date me and yet you give no sign that you do?" Gina's color flamed. Adair pushed her. "Come on, say it." "Mom doesn't know you so it's easy for her. I haven't told her but I believe you are too immoral for me to associate with you socially. "Well you didn't do too well with Peter. You told me he fucked your chief bridesmaid during the wedding reception." Cheeks flaming Gina spat, "I said no such thing. I said Peter was with Susan, acting improperly." "Same thing." "No it's not. I don't use the F-word like you do." "So you admit to using it?" "How dare you speak to me like this." Adair, attaché case in hand, walked away shaking his head and called, "Bye my Virgin Princess." He didn't look back. * * * That night in bed Adair tossed and turned, moaning and grunting. Her sister Charlotte was sharing their old room; her small children Anna and Angus were asleep in two of the guest rooms. "Do you have a guy in bed with you?" Charlotte called. "No of course not and please don't make suggestive comment." "What's the matter, are you fretting over Peter?" "God no; are you insane?" "Well it's someone. Oh Christ, it's your attorney isn't it?" There was silence from the other bed and no movement. "You are wanting him to fuck you?" "Charlotte, please." Charlotte darted across and climbed in beside Gina and cuddled her. "Come on darling, this is just like the old days when you had a problem. Share and allow me to advise you." Gina began. "He's handsome with a great body and has a huge manner that makes him so persuasive and sexy. But he's arrogant and I think he treats women with no more respect that he does men. And talks so openly about sexuality and I've learned from one of his old flames, Mary Scott -- you'll remember her -- that his list of female conquest would be a mile long and then she said this disgusting thing, that he's the type of guy his own mother would have sex with." "Oooh, sounds like my kind of guy." "Charlotte, you're married!" "Oh yeah. Well what's the problem darling?" They talked on for almost an hour before falling asleep. * * * On Sunday morning, reading a newspaper beside the pool and ignoring the three women looking his way, Adair took a call. "I'm so terribly sorry." "You've really made my day Gina. Does that mean we'll date and have sex?" "Well." ... there was a pause. "Um, let's take one step at the time. I'll call at 11:30 to bring you home here for lunch." "Ah, you don't wish to disappoint your mom." "It's partly that. I also told my older sister Charlotte about you last night, explaining how I seem to react adversely to you when it's not my intention. She claims it's because I know inside me I believe you are the right man for me and because I know you're not the marrying kind I therefore react adversely to you." "Sounds a good theory to me. So are you asking me to marry you?" "No, of course not. But having listened carefully to Charlotte I feel better about you." "So now I'm free to date you." "Yes." "But going one step at the time?" "Oh yes. Will you? Charlotte said you'd react more sympathetically when better understanding me." "Charlotte sounds to be an interesting babe." Gina cut the call. Gina called that she was waiting in a white BMW outside his apartment when Adair walked out the doors answering her on his phone. He sat beside her and leaned over to kiss her. She leaned towards him. He cupped a breast=. She lowered his hand. He pushed that hand through the V of her sundress and cupped a breast under the built in bra. Gina relaxed and they completed the kiss. "May I keep my hand where it is?" "No." "It's a warm breast, very firm and the nipple is rising under my palm." "Adair," Gina said weakly and then added, "You drive." She opened her door and spotting him moving towards the rear of the vehicle she went around the front. Gloria kissed Adair and he suspected she was thinking does this guy fuck his girlfriends' mothers? But before he could take that thought further her husband Carlo was shaking his hand and thanking Adair for assisting to bring closure for Gina. He glanced at Gina who wore a proud expression. The lush older sister came up and kissed him on the mouth, briefly, and said, "I'm Gina's sister Charlotte and in the pool are my Anna, she's almost five and Angus is three. Their father's away on business in the Netherlands." "Electronics?" "Yes, that was very clever." "I have no trouble acting like a Bozo if that's your preference." Charlotte laughed and staring at Adair removed her robe. He saw tits practically spilling from the top of her bikini before she walked over to talk to the children in the shallow end of the pool. Adair looked at Gina expecting her to be scowling but she smiled at him beautifully and called, "Coke or lemonade?" "Stop teasing Gina. Fetch a couple of beers," snorted her dad. At the sit-down lunch in the summer house by the pool Adair was unnerved when Angus insisted on eating from his granddad's knee so Anna climbed on to Adair. He knew nothing about kids and when the sweet little blonde decided to hug him around the neck and kiss him repeatedly he thought the females would rush in and pull her away. But no, they sat smiling, looking as if they approved and he heard Anna's mother say to Gloria, "Anna is developing good taste early." The lunch was sumptuous with top quality wine and interesting conversations. Anna wandered away. She returned later and taking Adair's hand said, "Come look at my dolls." "Er no, I need to stay out here." "Aw come on." "Go with her Adair," Charlotte called. "Feel honored you've been invited." "But shouldn't..." "No." Gloria and Charlotte said. Gloria added, "Can't you see she is father substituting?" "I-I know nothing about kids." "And it shows," Carlo grinned and the women screamed in laughter. Anna and her captive re-emerged ten minutes later. To Adair's astonishment the three women appeared even more relaxed than when he'd left them. He was aware of women's fears about men being left alone with young children. "Come, throw me in the deep end and jump in and rescue me." Adair looked at Charlotte nervously. "Daddy does this?" "Yes." At the pool Adair stripped off to his Speedo swimsuit. The women, who'd turned their chairs around, watched and made no comment that Adair could hear. He was thankful about that. "Throw me high, high," Anna instructed. Adair did that and watched her disappear facing him, eyes shut, face screwed up. He panicked and dove in but couldn't see her. He broached the surface ready to scream help and there she was, bobbing in front of him, spluttering. Adair drew her to his chest and kissed and kissed her thankfully. She giggled and licked his nose. Driving back to his apartment Adair said, "I had a wonderful time. Has Anna adopted me?" "For the moment. She's daddy's girl and is missing him." "You have a lovely family." "We work at it." Adair thought that really was a profound comment. "My mother and sister liked you enough to want to sleep with you. Mom often expresses herself like that when seeing a younger guy who appears to have it all but I'm not aware she has translated her dream into adultery." "And Charlotte?" "I really don't know but Scott has been away three weeks on this course, by far the longest separation they've had since their engagement six years ago." "Well couples have to get use to changes they can't control." "She asked me would I mind if she asked you to sleep with her. I said yes I would mind." "Good for you." "What?" "I approve you saying that." "But she's an ex-college beauty queen and now has the look men call lush." "Who told you that?" "My father." Adair grinned. "I actually thought the same thing as soon as I saw her. But you'd never forgive me if I slept with her and I must be changing because I think I wouldn't forgive myself. What would Anna think?" "Anna?" "Yes, she trusts me. You saw that when she enticed me to throw her into the water." "God Adair, be careful. You're beginning to surprise me." Adair reached in under Gina's shelf bra and cupped her breast, kissing her. "Bye, thank you for a lovely time." "Aren't you asking me up?" "What to fuck?" "Please be couth Adair. Aren't you committed to one step at the time?" "Ah yes. I'm..." "Answering yes is sufficient. I don't need you apologizing to me perpetually. I'd like to inspect your apartment." "What for?" "To see what state it was left in. It will tell me a lot about you." "It may be littered with the sex toys of girlfriends." Gina opened her mouth and then caught the boyish grin. "God, you are a tease." She liked the apartment and smiled when seeing the occupant kick a pair of underpants under the bed. In the bathroom Gina put her hand on the shaving cabinet round handle and gave Adair a 'May I? Look. He nodded. "Where are the condoms?" she joked and giggled when told his girlfriends had the responsibility of bringing their own. Looking only slightly pink she laughed and said she'd asked for that riposte. Gina looked down at the pool and said, "All those women -- you must feel you are in paradise." "Their partners are in various groups drinking beer and watching sport on TV. If you must know I prefer someone like you. Those women down there are basically unhappy so tend to moan." "Oh you poor thing." "Do you want to swim and stay and eat out with me?" "Yes please." "Good we'll go out and buy you a bikini." "I brought one and also threw in make-up and a dinner dress." "What, hoping this would happen?" "Well not hoping. If you hadn't made the invitation I intended to suggest a swim, stay late and that would have meant you inviting me to dinner once you felt tummy rumbles." Adair grinned and said, "I like the way your mind works," and Gina looked very pleased. They progressed another two steps. Gina allowed him to see her in a bikini and over dinner she was able to observe his table manners and how he treated serving staff. It was beginning to make Adair feel uncomfortable. It felt, he imagined, of being drawn into a dungeon. A what? Yes, he confirmed. A dungeon, where he'd be denied outside life and could no longer be himself. At the end of the evening he kissed Gina goodnight without attempting to fondle a breast. He thought that ought to tell her something. Adair's prevailing thought was he didn't want his wings clipped. In bed that night Adair grabbed his dick and began jerking it. It astonished him to find he was hazily visualizing himself rutting not Gina but her married sister. Next morning Adair awoke feeling a weight in the back of his head. His PA Jan told him to stop being grumpy and having to smile in acquiescence at her lightened him a little. He didn't call Gina and she didn't call him. A fortnight passed and in the supermarket he came across Gloria. "Oh hi," she said. "You've made Gina unhappy but she's getting over it and now we have a real crisis on our hands." Adair braced himself to hear her husband Ivan had suffered a heart attack or had been diagnosed as having terminal cancer. But no, it was just another family complication. "Scott, Charlotte's husband has called saying he's fallen in love with this female executive on his advanced engineering course and wants Charlotte's agreement to have their marriage dissolved." "The asshole." "My thoughts exactly." "How's Charlotte holding up?" "Very well actually and is now happily calling Scott an asshole. Her plight has helped Gina emerge from her minor depression." "Depression? What brought that on?" Gloria shook her head and said, "You men are so cerebral. You giving her the gentle push upset her emotionally. She didn't think you were right for her but had decided to give you time to prove yourself worthy of her." "I'm sorry." "And so you should be. Did the breakup occur by default?" Adair looked Gloria in the eye. "It's strange you should say that; it's more or less what happened. I'd not thought it was over until it was, if you know what I mean." "I believe I do. You decided to let her call you and she decided not to call you." "Yes." Gloria was in her element. "You were turned off when you found she was timid about having sex with you." "We didn't have sex." "Ohmigod, that must have been a first for you. I meant, her being so tentative about it?" "Yes, that's exactly right and her being something of a control person." "Gloria smacked her lips. "I knew it. I tried to tell her you two were a mismatch. Well I best move along. I guess this won't be the last I'll see of you?" "Huh?" "I watched your expression when I said Scott was not coming home. It told me a great deal. I have advised Charlotte to engage you for her divorce. I want that rotten jerk to be totally financially responsible for Charlotte and their children until the youngest Angus is sixteen or, alternatively, she takes up with someone and then Scott's responsibilities will reduce to the children." "If that's Charlotte's instruction, if she engages me that's what will be done. It is of course more difficult with the father choosing to remain on foreign soil." "Yes, and I understand. Charlotte is a microbiologist and her formal employer says they'll have her back and promised her promotion within the year. Charlotte will be ideally suited to you Adair. She's the exact opposite to Gina; she adores sex. But please don't tell he I've told you this." Looking embarrassed, Adair thanked Gloria but said to take nothing for granted. "If anything were to happen it couldn't happen until I decide I like Charlotte." "Anna is very much like her mother and I say you two will revel in each other's company." Adair grinned and kissed Gloria on the lips. "You're not too bad yourself Gloria. Bye." CHAPTER 3 "Mrs Love is ready to see you Adair. She has signed on as a client." "Thank you Jan. I'll be right out," Adair said, checking his zip and spraying after-shave around his neck. Adair went through the door, having prepared to be impressed, but not to this extent. Charlotte appeared to have lost weight. The black pencil skirt fitted like a glove, with no overhangs apparent. The buttoned bright red jacket was under strain around the breasts. Her dark hair was in a French roll and her make-up looked perfect. She was the finest looking woman client Adair had ever had and probably the most beautiful woman to have been in their offices, though he had no way of checking out such a claim. But clearly she looked stunning. The other PAs were staring, making no effort to pretend they were working. "Kiss me. This coating doesn't shed easily." Adair kissed her. "Please come this way Mrs Love." "Thank you honey." That was stated loudly and decisively but Adair didn't mind, relieved she hadn't called him darling. As Charlotte sat, crossed her legs and tugged her skirt to her knees Adair had caught the flash of white flesh above the heavily laced black stocking tops, his absolute favorite. Forty minutes later they were finished. Charlotte had taken Adair's advice to go for everything -- the house, her car and the cabin their owned in the hills and then to split their joint investments in half. Scott would be aware his children and the wife he was divorcing would require a home and a car. "He won't give me the house. It's expensive." "How much is covered by mortgage?" "Eighty-five percent." "Well advise him you won't require him to finance mortgage repayments because you'll be returning to work." "How do you know that?" "You will won't you? You'll need cash flow." "Well yes." "Believe me Charlotte, that demand has a good chance of success. He'll be feeling guilty and not having to pay off the mortgage means he has more cash to pay for a home for himself and his new lover. We'll invite him to nominate the monthly payments in alimony. I'll attend to the technicalities to tighten security for continuing remittance of that money." "Thank you. You are a darling." "Be careful how you use any endearment within the hearing of others Charlotte until their negotiations have been completed." "Well what happens then. Do you want to see me?" "Do you mean to fuck you?" Aroused and Looking Charlotte didn't flinch. "Yes, that's what I'm hoping for. I've discussed it with Gina and she said go for it, she'd get used to seeing you and me together." "How are the children?" "Fine." "They wouldn't need to see me with you." "But I'd want that to happen. If Anna can't have Scott I know she'll accept you." Adair smiled. "We ought to be in each other's arms within a month, that's if you're still interested." "Oh I'm interested." "God you are sexy." "And the same goes for your buster." "Scott's parents live near you. I don't want them knowing you have anyone waiting in the wings and I don't want the children talking about me because that could harden Scott's thinking. This is all about strategic play." "I understand. Well goodbye and thank you for this support even though I'll have to pay for it of course. Business is business. What I mean is you have helped make this bearable and it will help me to feel whole again knowing you are in the wings." They kissed. "Please touch my pussy." Adair hesitated by aware Charlotte had pulled up the front of her skirt, which was a struggle, and spread her legs; he slipped his fingers under her panties and ran them over the bald beaver. He pulled his hand away. "That was lovely. Do it once more. I have a month to think about your touch." Adair plunged two fingers into her. He gave her one to suck and then he sucked one and then pushed both fingers into her mouth. Her dark eyes didn't leave his face. "Ohmigod, that was so incredibly sexy. I'll suck a finger every night in memory of you." "In temporary memory of me I'd hope." She laughed and that moved her breasts, fascinating Adair who said, "Call me every night at 10:00. You now have my cell phone number." "I'll do that. We can have phone sex I guess." "Goodbye Mrs Sexy. I'm thinking I could easily grow to love you Charlotte." "Now who's been sexy," she laughed, as Adair moved forward to open the door. * * * Three weeks later Adair called on Charlotte. The live-in nanny/housekeeper Mrs McDonald answered the door and greeted him warmly, saying Charlotte was almost ready. Charlotte had returned to work a fortnight earlier. With her divorce settlement negotiations complete with agreement on every required aspect including child custody and support and visitation rights, Charlotte was told the legal process through the court should be completed in about six months provided there were no hiccups. Charlotte came down the stairs looking very fit and cheerful. The children were asleep and Mrs McDonald had her phone number and knew Charlotte would be staring the night at Adair's home. "Bye, and remember what I'd told you." "As they drove off in Adair's SUV he asked, "And what did Mrs McDonald tell you?" "Oh nothing really." "It must have been something in her mind to have felt urged to remind you?" Adair could 'feel' Charlotte fighting embarrassment. He waited patiently until she asked him not to be angry or feel Mrs McDonald was interfering. "No it's fine; I'm a big boy. Go on." "Mrs McDonald's grandmother use to say if you want a man you feed him well and if you want him to stay around you take him to bed and allow him open slather. Her grandmother use to say men not being active with a woman are keen to go off and fight; after being with a women men are reluctant to go forth." "And?" "God I don't know. She just cackled away. I suppose she is saying we are to dine well and I'm to fuck you legless and you'll stay around wanting more. How does that sound as an interpretation?" "A very good interpretation and very sound advice is my belief." "We are going to fuck aren't we" Charlotte said. "I have been building up for it all week." "Dip your fingers in and let me lick them." "Adair!" "Come on." There was silence and Charlotte appeared to be fidgeting. And then he sniffed a familiar odor. "Oh God, this is barbaric." "Yummy, I don't think so. I haven't licked too vigorously. You lick the rest off." Charlotte groaned and obeyed. He turned and looked at her. "Feel sexy." "Yes, watch the highway." He grinned. "With me driving you have nothing to do. Unzip me and suck." "Adair! We're not college kids." "I know but we can pretend can't we?" "Okay but I'm not popping my tits out unless you park." "Just suck. We can attend to your tits later." "God Adair, how big are you?" "Apparently big enough; I've never had a complaint over pussy sex." "What other sex is there?" With Charlotte bent over him giggling, Adair felt there was no need to answer. He was surprised a mother of two would bend over her new fellow in a car and suck. It did appear Charlotte was his kind of girl. "I asked Gina but she had no idea about your cock." "Well that's Gina with her well-developed sense of morality." "Who's the slut of the family?" Charlotte jumped as if she'd been shot. "God, you ask questions right to the quick. Once I would have said me but since my marriage I calmed right down. Mom has great difficulty keeping her hands off dad and they go at it like ferrets. Are you aiming to turn on my old sluttish ways?" "Yes." "Bravo," Charlotte said and ran her tongue along his dick for the very first time. "I'm tasting pre-cum," she called. "Proceed with care. When I begin to stiffen please stop. I want to save it for real fucking." They arrived into the apartment panting. Charlotte looked around quickly and pronounced it rather tidy for a man. "Did you bring your bikini as requested?" "Yes, but couldn't we have sex first?" "Are you looking for it that badly?" and the look that drew hasted Adair into spinning her round and unzipping the back of her top and unhooking her bra. She reached behind to clutch his erection possessively. Adair pulled off her top and bra and looking at the breasts said in awe, "Magnificent." "Big breasts droop." "If you hear me complain over that you'll know I'm certifiable." She giggled. "You're funny. Do you have a complaint about the large size of my nipples or the heavy color of my areola?" "No." "Are you sure?" "Absolutely." "Well, you are easy to please. Kiss them my kind man." Adair decided to go straight for it because after sucking him she was on fire. He kissed, pulled, licked and squeezed the breasts until Charlotte was rocking her head round aimlessly and moaning and sighing heavily. He waited until she groaned, "Put it in, put it in" and pulling her onto the polished floor did just that. He removed her panties and took her from behind, lifting her uppermost leg into the air. Charlotte delicately aimed him over her oozing cunt and pushed him in. "God I'm wet." Adair grunted as he pushed more of his cock in. If you wish you can make me wetter by pissing over me." "Adair!" Charlotte shrieked and came, convulsing several times. He grinned and picked up the pace. "Is there more where that came from?" Panting, eyes huge, she nodded and began rocking against him, catching his rhythm while Adair took a big handful of tit and groaned in pleasure. This woman was well quipped for sex and engaged him conversationally in such a way he knew she'd be a lively partner. He began thinking of them as a couple. Later they went down to the pool. Charlotte leaned on him saying she was whacked. "Well what do you expect? We were at it for almost two hours." They were too tired to go out to dinner so Adair called and had take-outs delivered. In the morning there was only just time for a quickie and showers before they raced to Charlotte's home. She was nervous about starting the relationship and wanted to be home before the kids woke up. She intended to gradually introduce Adair to their life. But the noise of their arrival awoke Anna and she came into the kitchen rubbing her eyes. She said "Hi mommy and went to Adair and held up her arms to be lifted. "Where have you been?" she asked. "I have been very busy doing work. Do you remember me?" "Don't be silly. Of course I do. You threw me into the pool at grandma's and saved me. Did you know daddy's not coming home?" "Yes. How do you feel about that?" "It's okay. Please put me down. I'll play in Angus' room till he wakes. He used to wake up first but not now. It's because he's becoming a bigger boy." Adair looked up. Charlotte now joined by Mrs McDonald were gaping at him. "What?" "Until now Anna's refused to talk about her daddy. I had no idea what she thought." Charlotte began weeping and turned into Mrs McDonald's arms. "I imagine give kids the questions and they'll tell you when they're ready," Adair philosophized. "That's how I manage old clients in nursing homes who are away with the birds. I keep returning and eventually they tell me. A bit like kids, eh?" Charlotte and Mrs McDonald looked at each other and smiled. "Neither my mom nor grandma told me that," said Mrs McDonald and the three of them laughed. Anna returned with Angus in tow. "He told me he likes you being back but he'll not tell you. He has to get used to you before he'll tell you things." "Well I have to go. Who's riding in my black SUV to the gate?" "Me, me," Angus said, reaching out his hand for Adair to hold. "I suppose I'll have to go. Angus will want that. I'll get a doll." Charlotte kissed him and whispered she'd been beautifully treated and she was so happy the children were taking to him so well. "Ride to the gate with us." "Yes mommy," the children cried and Mrs McDonald demanded, "Where's my kiss young man. It would appear you are family." Two evenings later Adair and Charlotte went to the movies and behaved like two mature adults, instead of groping like two horny teenagers. It was by arrangement. Charlotte had suggested they act their age and exercise decorum. They behaved irreproachably at the restaurant and Adair had to hang on to Charlotte's every word and stifle yawns. God, he thought, behaving virtuously was so boring. Little wonder some females turned into rampant nymphomaniacs when released from the chains of home life. The liberated females turned into sluts purely because of disciplined authoritarian parental control, perhaps because mommy was penis shy or daddy became repressive at home because he didn't want his daughter becoming a whore like his mistress. Fortunately acting punctiliously lasted until they entered the apartment when Charlotte would begin gurgling and panting, tearing off his and her clothes, often ruining garments. God, did he love her for that. Charlotte could harden his dick better than anyone he could remember. On one occasion he turned serious and courted a truth he would find he struggled to accept. He asked her, "Charlotte, do you really enjoy wallowing in sex like this?" She rolled one of his balls into her mouth, spat it out, and said throatily, "Bring it on." It wasn't only about sex of course. Their relationship expanded to taking the children to the park, taking them out to lunch serving the gunk children like, going to art shows, visiting their respective friends and socializing at home, other people's homes and dining or lunching out and accompanying each other to respective work functions. They acted as if they were married but of course they weren't. When the dissolution of Charlotte's marriage was imminent, Adair repeated an earlier question, "Charlotte, do you really enjoy our excessiveness in sex?" She replied, "Oh darling, you're not getting tired of me already are you? No, of course not. I love sex and you draw out the woman in me." "Charlotte, will you marry me?" "What? You are asking me that with your dick up my ass. Aren't you suppose to ply me with drink in a fancy restaurant and then ask?" "Well okay, I'll reschedule." "No, no. You might forget. The answer is yes. Ohmigod, I'm having my first spontaneous ejaculation from your anal stimulation. I haven't yet fingered my cunt or touched my clit. Wheeeeeee!" * * * Charlotte was so uptight. "You ought to have worn a tie. I wanted you to wear a tie." "I don't do ties at weekends unless the occasion is strictly formal." "This is a strictly formal occasion." Adair urged Charlotte to calm, saying they were only meeting her immediate family and he knew them. "The big meltdown faces you next weekend when you prepare to meet my parents." "Oh god, stop. I need to pee." "We can't stop on this highway unless in dire emergency. I suppose you could open you door and pee outwards, hoping your seatbelt will hold fast." "Oh you are so foul and unsympathetic. My mom would kill you if she knew you treated me in this manner." "You say repeatedly I treat you beautifully." "Well not today." "Okay, I'll stop and go to jail." "No, it's okay. False alarm." "It's probably a baby." "What!" Adair realized his error. "I said probably you should keep calm baby." "Oh." Close to their destination Adair said, "I can't understand your panic. You're been through this procedure before with you Ex." "But this is different." "How's that?" "My parents expected you to fuck me and leave me to marry a decent guy." "What." "I'm sorry Adair but that's what they told me. It's simply their perception." "I'm turning around. I'm not going in to meet that lot." "Darling Adair. Please calm down. Just because daddy was told by several guys you were fucking your way through the city's entire population of females there is no need to feel aggrieved." "But the population of Merlon is more than 760,000." "I know darling and it would have been a big ask; but as I said these things are simply perceptions. Are you aware dad had asked mom had you been at her?" "Your mom? God Charlotte, that's insane. I deny it absolutely." "Okay, that's cool. Here we are, next turn left. All this talk has made me sexy. I feel like a fuck rather than a pee." "Perhaps we can perform both in front of your parents. They won't be shocked after listening to those lies about me." "As you wish darling." "What?" "Here we are, turn right." Adair narrowly missed taking out the right hand gatepost. "God, that was close. Do you want me to drive darling?" "What, straight up twenty feet of driveway?" "Well, as you wish darling. Drive carefully." The three Moore's stood on the terrace waving. Adair was please to see Ivan pulling off his tie when noting Adair wasn't wearing one. "Hi," Charlotte called. The family replied hi but no-one greeted Adair so Charlotte said brightly, "Everyone, this is Adair whom you know and are now aware he'd my fiancé." "Hi Adair," said the family and then remained muted. Charlotte swept past them dragging Adair and sat with him on a sofa in the lounge. The family sat opposite staring at Adair. "Drinks daddy," said Charlotte. Ivan returned with three wines and two bottles of beer. "Cheers," Charlotte said brightly. "Good health," toasted the family in unison. Charlotte asked her mom to say something. "Why do you want to marry my daughter Adair?" "Because in bed she's the best woman I've ever had." Ivan choked on his beer laughing. Shrieking with laughter Gloria threw herself at Ivan, spilling all her wine over him. Gina shouted, "Stop it, stop it! This is disgusting." "You are quite right darling," said her mother. "Please serve lunch." Three hours later Charlotte and Adair were almost home. "Well again I say, that went really well," she said. "Mom wants us to have the wedding at their place and as I don't want a church wedding that suits me fine." "As I said when she suggested that, it suits me." "God I have no idea why I panicked." "You're a woman." "Oh yeah. My po-faced sister asked me what you were like to fuck. I said passable, that I liked it best up the ass. She ran off and vomited." "Good lord. She'll be worried now about what she has to do with her dildo. Did you warn her to use lube?" "No I had no idea she'd try it. I'll call her as soon as I get inside while you bath the children. Mrs McDonald would welcome a break." * * * The following weekend as they entered the airport terminal Charlotte said, "God, I'm so nervous. Please don't tell your parents you fuck me." "Okay, anything else?" "No." "Well there they are." "Ohmigod, your mom is as tall as I am and what a gorgeous smile." "Well let her down quietly. She doesn't know you are as old as me, have two children and are a divorcee." "Oh god, Adair, now you tell me. What on earth do you two talk about when on the phone?" "The weather, the state of the national economy, politics, world trouble spots and her desire to have grandchildren." "What?" "Grandchildren. She'll want you to have six by me." "Ohmigod." "Hi mom, dad. Mom this is Doctor Charlotte Moore. She is a divorcee, has two children and is the same age as me." Alison went into a spin. "Ohmigod, a doctor in the family. There never has been one -- oh wait till I tell my friends. Come here darling and give me a kiss. What sort of doctor are you?" "My doctorate is in science, I work in microbiology Mrs Ashford." "Dear please call me Alison. Now tell me about your children and then about that swine you divorced. You look too perfect to have committed anything worthy of divorce. Oh this is my husband and Adair's father Robert. Carry Dr Moore's bag please dear. You talk to your son. No, you two go and get the car while Charlotte and I have a quick coffee." "You are so tall Alison. I stand in awe." "Oh darling, you are too kind. Are you working in the area of attempting to control the cold virus?" "Why yes, how did you know?" "It was only a guess, being an area critical to the well being of mankind." "You are astonishing intelligent Alison. I can see where your son gets it from." As they walked to the car Robert said to his son, "They'll be talking like this for hours. Let's go off for a beer." "No dad, on this visit I prefer Charlotte doesn't see mom in full fighting mode, exhibiting her Scottish heritage." "Ah, with you away from the house she rarely ties her kilt in a twist. I must lecture you on the remarkable force in marriage two little words called, "Yes dear." "Yes dad." They went off arm in arm to the bar, forgetting their best intentions. Alison found them there an hour later. "Thank you for leaving me in peace with my perfect daughter-to-be you two. Come on, we are ready to go home. I'm throwing lunch for all my friends who can come at such short notice tomorrow. They deserve to meet Dr Moore." Charlotte and Adair arrived home late on Sunday night. They had agreed Adair would sell his apartment and move in with Charlotte and he'd use some of the sale proceeds to give to her as half the appraised value of her property. "Stay the night," she urged. "But the children?" "They will have to get used to seeing you in my bed sometime. As for Mrs McDonald she'd been asking why aren't you here sleeping with me." "Okay." "You're as agreeable as your mother." "Charlotte, about my mother..." "I can guess. She was making her best effort and sometimes fire burns in her belly. I have an aunt very much like her I believe." "Well, I'm glad to have that out of the way. We did have a lovely weekend." Because Mrs McDonald was in the house Charlotte had sex without squealing. Adair assisted her greatly, covering her body with tiny kisses that eventually had her gasping. He then lifted her off the bed and sat on the bedroom chair, sitting her on his knees. "Pussy or ass?" "I think pussy as I'm less likely to squeal." "Right take your time and move your butt in any direction to get the feelings you desire. I'll hold back and shoot when you tell me." Charlotte loved it. She played around for almost an hour. Adair kissed her neck and massaged her belly and tits. She caught him falling asleep a couple of times. Finally she called she was ready to come and heaved and gasped into a mighty one, Adair coming in with his contribution. Aroused and Looking "That was lovely," she said, twisting around and kissing him. "When would you like me to stop the pill? I'd like to have at least one child by you." "That's lovely, perhaps the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me," Adair smiled, stroking her face. "You stop the pill when you are ready. I have no need to be told." "I'd really love to present you with a baby. What sex would you prefer?" "Oh I don't know. Perhaps one of each, twins, would be fine." Anna awoke them at dawn, crawling in between them. She kissed her mother and then kissed Adair and then snuggled into the crook of his arm. "I'm liked finding you here. Are you ready to become my daddy now?" "Yes, but not your real daddy." "Well you will be my real daddy except when my real daddy comes to see me." "I'll like that, very much." Adair heard Charlotte's muffled sobs. He reached for her hand and she held on to it, very firmly and drawing it up kissed it repeatedly. THE END