I had just finished cutting the grass as Gina jogged by. I saw her slow down to a walk and wave. I smiled and gestured for her to come over. She slowly sauntered up the driveway, taking in the sight of my sweating body, with a sly grin on her pretty face.
It was already very hot at eleven, and the temperature was still climbing, so I had dressed in a pair of khaki shorts and sandals to cut the grass. I was covered in perspiration and could see my chest hair glistening in the sun as I looked down to where Gina's eyes were focused.
She was dressed in black spandex jogging pants, a tight black sports bra, and runners. Her long dark hair was in a pony-tail. A little bead of sweat ran off her brow and there was light perspiration above her slender upper lip. She looked so sexy my cock twitched at the sight of her.
"Hi Handsome," she teased as she glanced down at my shorts, "happy to see me?"
"Hi Gina, I am always happy to see you," I replied with a grin.
We locked eyes and smiled at each other for a moment.
"You do interior design, don't you?" I asked.
"Yes... among other things," she replied with a smile.
"Come in for a cold drink and give me your opinion on something for the house," I said, as I gestured to the door.
"Doing some renovations?" she asked.
"Just the bedroom," I answered with a grin, "maybe you can give me some ideas."
She hesitated, looking around, before heading for the door. I opened it and let her go first, to be polite and to look at her tight little ass. She looked over at me, catching me looking and gave her ass a little wiggle.
She took a chair in the kitchen as I got us each a large glass of iced tea. I moved my chair next to hers and slid in beside her as I handed her the glass. I put my arm around the back of her chair and pressed my leg against hers as she looked around.
"Someone has good taste," she commented.
"My wife has a great taste," I teased.
She giggled at the play on words, "really.... tastes great, less filling?"
"Yes, except she asks for more... filling... these days," I replied, as I slid my hand onto the back of her neck. I gently rubbed upwards and touched her ear lobes with my thumb and little finger, caressing them lightly, and squeezed gently.
"Oooh.... that's nice... I have some tightness there," she moaned lightly.
I slowly rubbed her neck as my right hand went to her thigh. She leaned her head forward as I massaged her neck with my left hand. My right hand slowly slid up her thigh and I felt her legs part slightly as it reached the top.
I began to rub across her shoulders, allowing her to move her head back, and she turned to look at me. I leaned over and kissed her. We kissed gently; little kisses, and I felt her tongue caress my lips. I opened my mouth slightly and let her tongue find mine. I slid my hand between her thighs, feeling her legs spread wider as our tongues twirled in my mouth.
I pulled my mouth away, making my way down to her neck as she leaned her head back, and went for the little soft spot below her throat. I kissed and flicked my tongue over it, making her moan quietly as I moved my fingers over her spandex-covered pussy.
I heard her gasp as I ran my thumb and forefinger along the outside of her puffy little pussy lips, pressing them together gently and again as my thumb slid back down between them. I stopped as I reached the lower part and gave my thumb a little push against her opening. She shifted slightly in the chair, pushing her pussy into my hand as I moved my mouth back onto hers.
I held the back of her head and kissed her as I moved my middle finger between her pussy lips, pressing the material into her and rubbed my thumb over her clit. The pressure of the finger and the buzzing of my thumb made her orgasm quickly. She moaned into my mouth as she quivered, making my finger wet, and trembled until the orgasm subsided.
"Wow... your fingers are fabulous," she moaned quietly.
"She calls them my magic fingers," I said as I flickered them over her sensitive pussy.
She giggled and grabbed my wrist, pulling my hand away and sat up a bit. She lifted the hand to her mouth and took my middle finger in, sucking it as she turned herself towards me. Her left hand went to my thigh, then slowly up my stomach to my chest, and her fingers ran over the sweaty chest hairs.
She let go of my wrist but kept my finger in her mouth as her fingers ran over my nipples. I glanced at the clock on the wall behind her - she would be home any time now - and pulled my finger from her mouth. I reached down and grabbed the bottom of her sports bra and began to lift it up. She lifted her arms up, allowing me to pull it over her head and uncovered her lovely little breasts.
I leaned down and took a nipple into my mouth, sucking it hard, and squeezed her other breast with my hand. They were firm little handfuls. I felt her hands on my head as I suckled her, her fingers running through my grey hair and heard her moan again. I pulled away and put my hand out to her. She took it and rose from the chair, pushing herself into me and we kissed.
I put her bra on the back of the chair, clearly visible, and hooked my hands into the waist of her tights. I peeled them off of her, pulling her feet out and tossed them to the floor by the back door. Her black g-string came off with one hard tug, and I left that on the floor where she stood.
I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, kissing the whole time and placed her on the bed. I stepped back and hooked my thumbs on my boxers.
"Sit on the edge," I instructed.
She moved forward and sat on the edge of the bed watching my shorts as I slowly lowered them down and stood back up. My cock sprang forward, almost hitting her in the chin and bobbed in front of her pretty face.
"Oooh, that's bigger than I thought," she purred, "so thick."
She wrapped both hands around my swollen shaft and ran them up and down its length. I watched as her tongue came out and swirled over the big, swollen head before traveling along the underside. She flickered and licked her way back up to just below the tip and swirled her tongue. My cock throbbed as she put her lips over it and slowly sucked it into her mouth.
As she sucked and pumped, I listened for the back door. Just as she dropped her hands and tried to take me all the way into her mouth I heard the door close. I strained to hear her footsteps on the floor - they stopped by the kitchen chairs - as my cock slowly worked it way to Gina's throat. She pulled back, took a gulp of air, and tried again just as my wife's face appeared in the doorway.
I put my hand on Gina's head and pulled her onto my cock as my wife stared, mezmerized, at the sight before her. I put my finger to my lips, gesturing for her to be quiet, while Gina pushed her nose into my pubic bone. I moaned as my whole cock was swallowed.
I gestured to the other side of the doorway, out of Gina's view, and then at the big mirror on the dresser behind me. She moved across the doorway and out of sight as Gina pulled herself off of my cock, drool running off of her chin, and gasped for air.
"Fuck... I never took one that big before... it's so thick," she said between gasps.
"Take it again," I said as I pulled her mouth onto it.
She slowly worked it, going down and back up, until she was ready to swallow it all again. I could see my wife watching from the side of the doorway, her eyes wide, as Gina kept sucking me deeper. Once all the way in I pulled back a bit and put both of my hands on her head. I slowly fucked her mouth. My wife watched, her eyes fixated on the sight of my swollen cock as it disappeared and reappeared, as I moaned.
"Oh yeah Gina.... suck my cock... that's it... fuck, you suck so good."
Gina moaned slightly with each thrust as I very slowly pumped her mouth.
"You like sucking my cock," I whispered.
She nodded slightly and mumbled "Mmhhmm."
"You want me to fuck you now?" I asked.
She nodded again, "Mmmhhmm."
I took my hands away and let her pull away from my cock. She looked up me with a sexy grin.
"Oh yes, I like sucking your cock," she said, "and I want to feel that big cock inside me."
I climbed onto the bed and laid on my back, knowing my wife would have a clear view in the mirror and told Gina to climb on top. She jumped at the chance and put her dripping little slit over my cock and pushed down, groaning, as she felt the swollen head push into her. She rode up and down slowly, working herself over my thick shaft, moaning the entire time.
"Oh fuck...so big... so big... oh god."
I thrust my hips up and buried my cock in her, hearing her grunt as I did, and pulled her shoulders forward. She put her hands on my chest and rocked her hips as she fucked me. I knew my wife could see her pussy gliding over my cock in the mirror.
"You like my cock, Gina?" I asked.
"Oh fuck yeah," she grunted.