Taken or given? Part 2

Sam brings a coworker home to stay the night, but was this an act of charity, or something else?

About a month after the poker game with my friend Paul, my wife came home from work with a young black man in tow.

"Honey, this is Jimmy, he's one of the maintenance people in our building and his apartment building was temporarily closed because of a small fire in another unit. They say he will be able to return in the morning, but he didn't have any place to stay. I didn't want him sleeping in his car, so I told him he could stay overnight at our house. I hope you don't mind." She said.

This was a first for my wife, to invite someone to stay overnight without first consulting me, but it wasn't out of character for her. She is a very kind-hearted person who will even help people she doesn't know that well. For example, she once gave a different coworker a ride back and forth to work for a week when their car was in the shop, even though it meant going 5 miles out of her way on every trip.

"No, I don't mind." I said to her and offered my hand to our guest. "I'm Pete."

He had a firm handshake, which is a good sign. I judged him to be in his early 20's, so about 10 years younger than us. He was a little taller than me, fit, but not overly so, and not lacking in confidence.

"Thank you for letting me stay overnight. I told Sam I could sleep in my car, but she insisted I come with her."

"No problem." I said.

"Pete, why don't you show him where things are and I'll get dinner started." Sam said.

So I should him around, including where the guest bedroom was, and we each had a beer while we waited for dinner. Afterwards we watched a movie on Netflix and then went to bed. It was 9:30.

When I came out of the bathroom after brushing my teeth, Sam was, as usual, naked on the bed, reading a book. I loved the sight of her bare ass, and it always made my cock twitch. I plopped down beside her and began rubbing her back.

"So is this the same young man you told me about that was flirting with you at work? I asked.

"I never said he flirted with me."

"OK, 'sniffing around' you then?"

"Yes, he's the one." She said playfully.

"So, are you attracted to him?"

"Maybe." She answered and then paused. "He is a good kisser."

"What? When were you kissing him?"

"Oh it's no big deal. His birthday was about a month ago, and when I found out, I told him I would have made him some cupcakes had I known. He said he'd take a kiss instead, so I gave him a peck on the cheek. Then he surprised me and gave me a real kiss, tongue and all."

"So you just went along with it?"

"At first I was kind of shocked, but that turned into a strange thrill; having a young man interesting in an older woman like me."

"You aren't old!" I objected.

"Apparently Jimmy agrees." She giggled. "Anyway, after a few seconds I realized we were at work and I stopped it and told him that was inappropriate in the office and it couldn't happen again."

I wondered if Jimmy had notice the words "in the office" like I did.

"About a month ago, you say? Was this before or after the poker game?" I asked.

"A few days before. Why do you ask?"

"Just wondering if there was a connection."

"You have such a devious mind."

"Speaking of which, why did you really bring him home tonight?"

"Just to help him out." She answered, smiling. "What's on your dirty mind?"

I got up and pulled her bath robe off the hook.

"Come here." I said.

Sam got off the bed and stood in front of me without saying a word. The atmosphere in the room was suddenly erotic. I put the robe on her and tied the sash loosly.

"I want you to go to him now and tell him that I sent you to see if he needed anything from you. Repeat the word 'anything' while you play with the knot in the sash." I told her.

"You want me to offer myself to my black coworker?" She asked in a quiet voice.

"Yes. And I don't want you coming back until you're both completely satisfied. But that's just me. If that's not what you want, feel free to decline."

"I love you." She said, and kissed me lightly on the lips.

"I love you too."

"Don't wait up for me." She said as she winked and turned towards the door.

I didn't have to tell her that I wouldn't be able to sleep a wink until she returned to me. It was about 2AM when she finally returned; 4 hours after she had left to fuck Jimmy.

She said her pussy was too sore for me, so she offered me her ass. Call me crazy, but I prefer pussy over ass. That didn't mean I turned her down. It didn't take long for me to cum since I had been hard for most of the last 4 hours, and she was probably grateful for that.

This is Sam's story as she told it to me the next evening:

I walked into the guest bedroom. My heart was pounding and my sex was tingling. I didn't realize it at the time, but I was fiddling with the knot holding my robe closed. Jimmy was laying on the bed, the sheet pulled up just over his belly- button. He gave me a crooked smile, but said nothing.

"My husband sent me in here to ask if there was anything you needed from me." I said nervously.

He raised an eyebrow. "I'm not sure..."

"Anything." I repeated.

That's when the knot on the sash full apart and my robe loosened. I just dropped the end of the sash I was holding, leaving my robe hanging lose. I'm sure he was getting glimpses of my bush.

"I need that robe." He croaked, and held out his hand.

My hands were trembling as I took the robe off and handed it to him. He dropped it on the floor, pulled the sheet down and patted the mattress. I checked out his cock as I sat on the bed. It was a little longer than average, but definitely fatter than I'd had before. I'd have to go slowly at first with this one.

He pulled me down into a kiss. It was as nice as I'd remembered, but more urgent than before. After swapping spit for a while, he pushed me back up into a sitting position and started playing with my breasts.

"I knew you had some nice tits under those conservative tops." He said. "You shouldn't hide them so much."

"What do you suggest I wear to the office, a bikini?"

"That would be awesome!"

I laughed at him and grabbed his cock.

"Maybe I would if you wore a speedo."

"Then nobody would get any work done." He said.

I wanted to taste him, so I leaned over and licked the head of his cock. A little salty, but not bad. I had to really open my mouth wide to fit him, but I was able to take about half his length. I never was able to deep-throat, but between some tongue and hand action, I got him off.

"Fuck, that was great. Now it's my turn." He said.

I laid down and he kissed his way down my body, taking time to play with my nipples. You know how I like that. Then he moved between my legs and teased me with light kisses all over before diving in proper. His technique was pretty good for a young guy, but more finger banging would have been welcome. He did manage to get me there in the end, it just took a little longer.

Now he was hard again and was making like he wanted to mount me missionary, but I had other ideas. I pushed him over onto his back and climbed on top. I wanted to control the speed so I could get used to his girth. And I'm glad I did, because it took some time for me to adjust to it.

Once I did, though, oh my god! He filled me up so good. He was playing with my breasts using his hands, mouth and tongue while I rode him.

"Fuck, you're tight. It feels like my cock is being squeezed in a vice."

I stopped grinding on him. "I'm sorry, am I hurting you?"

"No, no, keep going. It's a good kind of squeeze."

I started up again and I had no intention of stopping again. I don't think I could have. I was a woman on a mission, and I wouldn't be denied another orgasm. His cock was rubbing my g-spot oh-so-good as I ground my clit onto his pubic bone. Every once in a while he would give me a quick stroke from below.

My cum was building steadily, and then suddenly it hit me in an unexpected rush that had my toes curling and my whole body shaking. It seemed to last for minutes, but I know it wasn't more than 5 or 10 seconds. When it was over, I collapsed onto his chest.

"That was hot, baby." He whispered into my ear as he planted kisses on my neck.

Then he started slowly stroking into me from the bottom. I was so sensitive and his cock was so thick, I could feel every inch of him. I wasn't aware of anything other than his cock in my pussy. I completely lost track of time, so I don't know how long he fucked me like that.

I had a couple of mini-orgasms, and then he rolled us over, his cock never coming out of me. Now he started pounding me faster. And harder. It was too much, and not enough at the same time.

"Fuck me harder!" I moaned even as I pushed on his chest.

It didn't seem to have any effect on him, he just continued doing what he wanted. I was pretty close when I felt him slam it in one last time as deep as he could go. When his cock swelled, I came again, clenching his rod as he sprayed his semen inside me.

In fantasy stories we would continue to fuck for hours as we each came many more times, but this was reality. We were both played out and I fell asleep with him spooning me.

I was dreaming that I was naked and tied to a table in a public park. People were calling me degrading names like slut, bitch, and fuck-pig. A boy stepped forward and started playing with my tits. A man with an obscenely large cock stood between my legs and tried to push it inside me.

Then I woke up. I was disoriented for a second until I remembered where I was and who I was with. Jimmy was still behind me, reaching around and pulling on my left nipple. I could feel his cock poking between my legs, trying to find my opening. I lifted my left leg a little, but the angle wasn't quite right.

I reached down and guided him. His thick head split my still slippery lips and pushed inside. Yessss - that felt so good. I didn't know what time it was, but I couldn't believe I was ready to go again after cumming 3 times already this night.

He put his hand between my legs and rubbed my clit as he slid that thick cock in and out of my pussy. Pretty soon I was cumming again. Waves of pure pleasure shot out from my pussy and washed over my entire body. It went on and on. I had to take his hand away from my clit as it was just too sensitive.

Then he flipped me onto my side, held my right leg up over his shoulder and entered me sideways. This is one of my favorite positions, but I can't do it for more than 5 minutes before my starts to cramp. Fortunately I came again before that happened. I was just about at my limit now, but he wasn't done yet.

Jimmy flipped me on my back and pulled to the edge of the bed so that he could stand between my legs and fuck me while still being able easily reach my breasts and pussy. He was taking his time now, stroking deep and slow while his hands roamed all over my body.

"God you're such a stud, Jimmy." I gasped.

"And just think, you could have had this anytime you wanted. Aren't you sorry you waited so long."

"I didn't know." I said, meaning I didn't know how you would react, Pete.

"Now that you do, you'll want me every day."

"No, this is just a one time thing."

"I don't think so. You'll be back within a week, begging for more."

There was no point in answering him, he wouldn't believe me anyway. Jimmy picked up his pace and started rubbing my clit faster. I didn't think it was possible, but I was building to another climax. I hadn't cum more than 5 times in a night since I was 18, and now this cocky young stud was pushing me closer to number 6.

"Fuck, you're so sexy. I could do this all night." He said.

My brain short-circuited on that thought. Thankfully it was just a boast made in the heat of passion. But it was a hell of an ego boost that this young man held this opinion of me. Maybe I wasn't too old to still be desired by someone other than my husband, although that was pretty great too.

He hooked his arms around my legs so he could pull me into him as he slammed his hips forward. A few minutes ago I had been wishing he would cum so that I could get some relief for my battered pussy, but I wasn't thinking like that now as my arousal spiraled upward.

"You going to cum for me again Sam?" He grunted.

When I didn't answer him, he asked me if I wanted to cum again.

I still didn't answer him.

"I bet you do. I bet I can make you cum again." He said.

He sped up again, really fucking me hard and fast now.

"Cum for me Sam, cum on my cock." He said.

"Yes! Make me cum you bastard!" I cried.

Now it was a race. Who would cum first, me or him. I think I came a little before him, but I was far away on my own pleasure island at the time, so I don't know for sure.

By the time I returned to the real world, he was on the bed next to me, breathing hard and completely spent. As soon as I thought my legs would carry me, I stumbled back to my own bedroom.