“Oh yes! Fuck me harder, Mike!” She yells and I close my eyes and start slamming into her, yanking her ass back against me, as I thrust forward. I’m pounding into her like a jackhammer and her pussy is on fire! I can feel the heat emanating from her slick, velvety pussy walls, as my hard cock pummels her smoldering hole.
“Ohh! Ohh! Ohhhh!” She cries on each downward stroke of my cock. “Oh fuck!” She screams. “I’m cumming again!” She pants, as she rams one of her hands between her legs and starts frantically rubbing her clit.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Yeeeeeaaaah!” She cries, clenching her pussy muscles around my cock, as her orgasm shakes her body and jiggles her ass cheeks against me. My cock responds to her quivering grip and I ram it all the way home, erupting in a fountain of cum deep inside her pulsating pussy. My hands continue holding her hips, as I jerk against her firm round ass cheeks, spewing several smaller loads, before I’m completely spent.
I follow her, as she lowers her body to the bed, her pussy muscles keeping my cock trapped inside her saturated hole. I kiss her neck as I settle my body against her back. We lay there for quite some time, catching our breath.
I still can’t believe that Cyn finally called and said she wanted to get together. I immediately blew off my classes and it’s been well worth it! She’s insatiable and I’m sure we would keep going into the night, if she didn’t have to go home to her husband and kids.
“I’ll call you if I can, but we are definitely on for Thursday night, right?” Cyn says, as she digs through her purse for her car keys. “God! This was wonderful!” She says, kissing me hard on the lips.
“Yes it was.” I say, as she steps out the door. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I pound my fist against the wall. What a day! We actually hooked up! I’m almost jumping up and down. Now I just have to get Thursday night off.
I call Amber to see if she’ll take my Thursday shift. She says she can do it but she has to cancel a commitment she made to her parents. I hold on while she talks to them.
“Yeah, I can do it!” She says, when she gets back on the phone.
“Thanks Amber. I’ll owe you for this.” I tell her sincerely.
“And I’ll collect.” She says, teasingly.
“It’s a deal.” I tell her.
“Actually Mike.” She continues. “There is a big favor you can do for me, and I’ll owe you, big time!” She says.
“Sure, what is it?” I ask.
“Well…” She hesitates. “There’s this party Friday night for all the cheerleaders in my squad. I don’t have anyone to go with and it would be so cool if I showed up with a college guy. If you’d… you know… like… pretend to be my boyfriend. Just for the party!” She adds. “I would be forever in your debt.”
“Forever in my debt, sounds perfect.” I didn’t even know Amber was a cheerleader, but the idea of a high school cheerleader party sounds intriguing. “I’m not working and I don’t have any plans, of course I’ll do it.” I tell her. “Do I get all the normal boyfriend privileges?” I tease.
“You already get those, Mike!” She says. “What more privileges are there?” She laughs. “You’re the best! I’ll text you with the details. Thanks, Mike!”
“Thanks for covering my shift Thursday night.” Hanging up, I lie back on my bed trying to imagine what will happen Thursday night at Cyn’s house.
Cyn calls on Wednesday and we talk for about half an hour.
“I wasn’t sure if I’d talk to you before tomorrow night.” I tell her.
“I woke up this morning and felt empty.” She says quietly. “Like I was trapped between the incredible memories of yesterday and the exciting anticipation of tomorrow, but nothing for today. I had to call you.” She says. “Just to hear your voice.”
“I wasn’t sure how you’d feel about yesterday, once you got home.” I tell her. “I wondered if you’d want to see me again once you’d gotten your revenge out of your system.”
“It’s not about revenge, Mike.” Cyn says, trying to explain. “When I found out about my husband’s infidelities, I wanted to confront him and have it out. Shelly was the level headed one, who made me think through the consequences of that.” She says and I hear her take a deep breath.
“I realized that I didn’t want my marriage to end. There’s a lot I still love about my husband and he’s a great father to our kids.” Cyn says. “But once I decided not to confront him, I needed a way to live with his infidelity. Just ignoring it, and going on as if nothing happened, would make me feel like some pathetic, submissive housewife and I knew I would hate myself for it.” She takes another breath and I wait for her to continue.
“It took a while to work through it, but I finally realized that if we were both fucking around, I could look him in the eye and not feel humiliated.” Her voice has gradually gotten quieter. “Does that make any sense?” She asks, nearly whispering
“Yeah.” I answer. “I’d never thought about it like that.” I say honestly. “But it has a weird logic to it.” I answer. “Do Shelly and Barbara feel the same way?” I ask.
“I’m not sure.” She says. “You heard them on the phone, yesterday.” She laughs. “Shelly wants to jump your bones and Barbara… I don’t know.” She says. “We’ll see tomorrow night.”
“I can hardly wait.” I tell her. It’s only after I hang up that I realize that’s the third version I’ve heard of why she wanted to hook up with me. Oh well, all is fair in love and sex… I guess.
Thursday night, I arrive early, nervous as hell. After changing three times, I finally decided to just wear a pair of khakis and a button down dress shirt. The house is five minutes from the bookstore, in a nice neighborhood with manicured lawns and expensive landscaping.
I’m about to ring the bell, when the door swings opens and two little kids burst out, dragging a teenage girl behind them.
“Wait!” She laughs. “Not so fast.” She says, almost running into me.