“How was the meeting, babe?” Joe asked Alicia when she appeared in the family room.

“Oh, you know. Just routine stuff. We handled the school grade bonus the same way as last year, but Nathan convinced Mrs. Anders to give some to the music-based remedial math program,” she replied, seeing his interest already back on his laptop and the Monday night game.

“That’s nice,” he said, not even looking at her.

Ordinarily, this whole exchange would have fed her frustration with him, but with the sticky remains of her sex with Nathan still felt in her panties, she didn’t care. He didn’t even acknowledge her when she said she was going to take a shower.

Heading down the hall to their bathroom, the thought of Nathan’s tongue in her slit had her hand slipping under her skirt to touch her still-damp panties. She was about to pull the gusset aside to touch herself but stopped just in time as her daughter, Julie, exited her room.

“Hi, Mommy!” she said, hugging her mother’s legs joyfully and making Alicia feel guilty for the first time tonight.

“Hello, Julie! Almost bedtime. Is your homework done?”

“Yes. It was easy tonight. I’m just gonna get a drink of water and go to bed. G’nite, Mommy!”

“Goodnight, sweetheart,” she replied, turning guiltily into Jacob’s room to check on him.

He’d been looking at one of his dinosaur picture books and fell asleep on his bed. She removed his clothes, put his pajamas on, and got him under the covers, with him barely waking to say ‘Hi’ to his mom. She kissed his forehead, turned the light out, and left the room.

Nathan returned home to find Maria staring at the TV screen like a zombie, watching some inane reality show. He bent down to kiss her on the forehead.

“Hi, honey,” he said as she looked up at him.

“Another SAC meeting?” she asked, confirming his earlier suspicion that she’d barely realized he’d left.

“Yeah. We got the important stuff done pretty quickly, but you know what happens when we have visiting parents.”

“I’ve talked to some of those women on the car line. I can’t believe how worked up they’ll get over the silliest things! I could understand if it was about academics or teacher performance, but they’ll go off on a tear about some ridiculous cafeteria thing or what the office staff said to them. I wonder how much they really care about their kids’ education!”

“I’m gonna have some decaf tea and turn in. Want some?” he offered, dismissing her rant.

“No, I’ll just have to get up to pee in the middle of the night!”

He sat in the kitchen with his comforting cup of tea, thinking of how boring and cynical Maria had become. She cared deeply about their son, Sean, but not much else. She was always critical of others’ behavior, and it seemed like all she did was complain about something. He smiled when he thought of the exciting and vibrant Alicia, already wondering when they’d be able to meet again.

Back to her goal of taking a shower, the arousal Alicia felt before was gone, unable to survive the demonstrations of a mother’s love. It was disappointing, but she still needed a shower and started stripping off clothes as she entered the bedroom.

She smiled with the spark of lustful feelings again as she removed her underwear, chuckling at the memory of Nathan’s face when she’d reached up under her skirt to remove her panties. In Starbucks! Her fingers pawed at her slit as she reached into the shower to turn it on.

“Come on! Warm up!” she said impatiently.

She stepped into the flow, grateful for the increased water pressure that nighttime showers permitted. The hot water cascaded over her body, and she ran her hands through her hair to get it thoroughly wet. A dash of shampoo and she quickly washed and rinsed her hair, wanting her hands somewhere else.

Squirting a generous amount of body wash into the sponge, she went for her tits first, the slightly scratchy plastic mesh hardening her nipples. While her free hand continued to ‘wash’ her breasts, the sponge made its way down between her legs, with the lather providing the lubrication the water was washing away. She squatted to spread her legs and thought about Nathan’s face pressed into her crotch as she rocked her hips as though grinding her pussy against his nose and mouth.

She could feel a climax coming and got down on the floor of the shower on all fours, her head and shoulders resting on the built-in bench. She was going to stuff her fingers into her pussy to reenact Nathan’s amazing cock fucking her, but seeing the plastic hairbrush on the bench with its long, fat handle, she decided to use it instead.

With a dollop of body wash on the brush and another smeared into her slit, she stuffed it into her and fucked herself mercilessly. Imagining his huge cock pounding her from behind, she hammered the brush in at an ever-increasing pace, the stiff plastic bristles of the brush poking her slit. Groaning and moaning as the climax approached, her vocalizations became louder, and she screamed once when it hit her, realizing too late how loud she was.

“Are you okay, babe?” Joe asked from just outside the door a few moments later.

“Yeah, I just slipped on some soap and almost fell. I’m okay,” she replied, wondering if her still shaky voice gave her away.

She waited for a reply that didn’t come and assumed he’d returned to his game. She finished her shower, dressed for bed, and climbed in, still thinking about Nate.

Nathan had slept fitfully, thinking alternately about his disinterested wife and exciting new lover. He went through his morning routine robotically, feeling the lack of sleep. Glancing at his calendar, he was relieved to see very little on his agenda. That meant he could get through the day with little interaction and work on the board report due at the end of the week.

That seemed easy when he planned it, but between the fatigue from lack of sleep, the frustration of an all-but-absent wife, and the thrill of Alicia’s tight, young body, he barely got a single draft of the report written as he found himself staring out the window or into space more times than he cared to count.

A stay-at-home mom, Alicia had told him he could call her anytime between the hours of nine and two, and several times, he picked up his phone and was about to dial when he stopped himself.

‘It was only last night!’ he scolded himself, thinking he ought to have more self-control than that, but he couldn’t get her amazing body off his mind. He recalled younger days when nothing would have stopped him from having sex every day with a willing participant, and he guessed Alicia would be more than willing.

But he wasn’t younger. He was a responsible adult with a career, a wife who still gave some outward indications of loving him, and a wonderful child, the presence of which had ironically and indirectly created this frustrating position he was in. All it would take would be Maria coming on to him like half the sexual predator she used to be, and he’d have some hope, but it had been too many years since that happened. And that last time, though she’d made an effort, it was evident that it took effort. Though he’d her assured he’d enjoyed it, his performance had fallen flat as well, and she noticed.

He told himself time would make it easier so he could concentrate on the work that needed doing, and it worked to a degree, but he went home feeling even more frustrated and incredibly horny. An attempt to engage with Maria only put punctuation on the last sentence of that story.

Alicia was having similar thoughts, but although she could probably get Joe interested, she didn’t really want to. She wondered whether the physical differences between the two men had her wanting her outside man more. Still, while Nathan was struggling with his restraint, she had her hand in her panties and all the usual toys filling in for him.

While her mind games and fake phalluses helped to quell her desires, they only postponed the inevitable need for the real thing. She decided that she’d buy a longer dildo to get some approximation of his special cock, but trying to simulate sitting on his face was far less satisfying. Grinding her crotch on a couple of stiff pillows provided only a meager likeness to having his whole face; mouth, tongue, and nose actively participating, while his hands on her ass pulled her down.

Her phone rang two days later, and she grabbed it expectantly, excited to see ‘The Chairman’ come up on caller ID.

“Nathan?”

“Yes! Ali?”

“Oh my God, I’m so glad you called!” she cried as the sound of his voice made the rubber cock in her cunt unnecessary, and she pulled it out to give her full attention to him.

“I hope this doesn’t sound too desperate, but I have to see you! Are you free for lunch?”

“Yes! Yes, what would you like to eat?”

“You!”

“Oh fuck! The minivan?”

“Better than nothing. Where?”

“The City Center parking lot? I’ll park in the corner of the lot behind the gym! When?”

“I’ll leave here at twelve, so ten or fifteen minutes later?”

They ended the call with ‘See you there’ and felt better that relief for their mutual needs was less than two hours away.

Dressing in a workout suit, she would be covered if anyone else should see her, but it would be easily removed to leave her completely naked. As wet as she was, she reluctantly put some panties on lest her desire be visible in the crotch of her rust-colored pants. She wouldn’t forget to take them off this time.

She left very early, wanting to be sure she had time to find the right spot. Arriving fifteen minutes early, she parked halfway between a restaurant and the road, as far from the gym as possible. She chose a spot with no cars within earshot and climbed in the back to wait. It seemed to take forever, but finally, seeing his car pull up and park a few rows away, she breathed heavily with anticipation.

Nathan parked near what he thought was her minivan, but they all looked so much alike he wasn’t sure until he saw the side doors motor open. He looked around to ensure he wasn’t seen and went quickly to the open door, kneeling on the van floor while the doors closed.

“Holy shit, Ali!” he said when he could see the tight little body he’d lusted for almost three days now, sitting naked on the back seat, legs crossed and one arm casually draped on the seatback.

“Aren’t you going to call the ‘emergency meeting’ to order, Mr. Chairman?” she laughed, uncrossing her legs and reaching for him.

Coming off the seat and kneeling with him, they kissed with Nathan’s hands stroking her back and her pert, little butt.

“The meeting is called to order. Will the secretary read the minutes of the last meeting?” he said with a big smile while she hurriedly opened enough buttons to pull his shirt up and off.

“The Chairman called the meeting to order at eight-thirty, speaking with his vast vocabulary making sure the secretary was prepared for the meeting,” she started jokingly as she began to open his pants. “The secretary was most impressed with his arousing opening, responding with her own oral talents.” Yanking his pants by the legs, she pulled them off and went for the waist of his briefs, licking her lips at the sight of his cock peeking above the edge of the elastic. “The secretary, having some trouble concentrating, appreciated his efforts to have her seated in such a way as to fully appreciate his final oral delivery.” As naked as he was, she couldn’t resist the temptation to take him in her mouth, licking the bulbous tip with groans of delight. “A rousing oration that excited the members present, after which the Chairman worked closely with the secretary to ensure his long ‘agenda’ was properly received.”

They laughed together at her amusing double entendres, after which Nathan lifted her back onto the seat, pulled her legs apart and first with fingers, and then his tongue gave her another demonstration of his oral talents.

“Holy fuck, Nate! You’re so good at that!” she cried as she felt his tongue slithering through her slit while a finger or two probed inside. She could tell that all his attention was on giving to her, and she could already feel a climax building slowly but accelerated when a finger teased her puckered star.

Feeling him twist his finger in her pussy, coating it with her abundant juice, she hoped she knew what he was up to, and lifting her feet to the edge of the seat, her hips rocked back to provide a clearer path. His lips were still attached to her pussy, when she saw him smile and knew she’d guessed right.

“Do it! Finger my ass! I’d love to have your huge cock in there too, but we’re gonna need some serious lube for that!” she said before grunting, ‘Oh! Oh! Oh!’ as his middle finger pushed inside, sparking her first orgasm.

Wriggling his finger in her tight hole, he could see her legs trembling, proud of what he’d wrought. He always put a woman’s pleasure before his own as he loved to see their reactions and knew the dividends it paid later on. His continued ministrations prompted her non-stop moaning, which reached a new level when the fingers of his free hand were stuffed in her pussy again.

“Holy, holy, holy shit!” she stammered and, grabbing a shock of his hair, mashed his face into her seething gash. Fingers in both holes alternately plunged into her quivering body as she came again, and she pulled his face out, unable to stand anymore.

“I love doing that!” he said as she slowly calmed.

“I can tell!” she gasped, offering her arms to him with an “Ooo!” when his fingers came out of both holes. Her eyes caught a quick look at the digital clock on the dashboard and realized they’d been at it for more than twenty minutes already.

“Fuck me,” she whispered with her head on his shoulder after a passionate kiss. “We have barely twenty minutes left, so fuck me good!” she added, sounding more like a demand than a request.

She reached to the side of the bench seat and pulled a lever up, causing the seat back to fall back, creating a flat surface. Nate smiled at the surprising utility of her minivan as he lifted her legs from behind her knees and pressed them back against her chest.

“You want me to fuck you?” he said as he squashed her tits with her knees.

“Yes!”

“You want this big cock in your tight pussy!?” he said, surprised at how exciting dirty talk was; a flicker of a thought about his wife’s near silence during sex entered his mind.

Yes! Fuck me, Nate! Fuck me! Fuck my cunt!” she cried, using her hands to hold her legs in place while he aimed his weapon at her target.

Teasing her slit with the swollen head, he could see the pleading in her eyes and gave in, pushing slowly into her dripping tunnel. Her breathing deepened with the first couple of inches, but she was gasping “Oh, oh, oh my God” with the last few.

“Oh fuck, Nate! My pussy has never been so full!” she said as he squirmed inside, getting properly seated, but her mouth opened in an alarmed ‘O’ when he pulled almost out and pushed back in with one quick thrust. “Jesus!”

Taking her legs back from her hold, he scooted her back a couple of inches and pinned his knees against the edge of the seat to give him solid footing. He knew he wouldn’t last long from all they’d already done, added to the desire of just a few days wanting her again.

Long, smooth thrusts became shorter stabs of just a few inches as they both cried each other’s names, with loud declarations of how good their joining felt. His gaze went from her flaming eyes, to the tits she was squeezing harder than he ever would and back to watching her pussy swallowing his cock in one direction and her lips clutching at it in the other.

“I’m gonna cum, Ali!”

“Me too! Cum with me!” she pled as they sprinted for the finish line reaching it in a near tie.

With short kisses between panting breaths, they realized they didn’t need to say a word to express their rapturous satisfaction. Holding his face in her hands, she stared into his eyes with an excited question.

“One more time?” she asked with a gentle smile.

He looked at her in disbelief, having counted three times she’d cum already, but he’d never done so much in so short a time, so he figured, ‘Why not!’

“I’ll do all the work,” she offered as another incentive. He slid down her body, about to give her another taste of his tongue, when she stopped him. “No. Let me!” she said as she directed him to lie on the flattened seat, crosswise this time.

Kneeling beside him and then between his legs, she bent to take his cock, still shiny and wet with her syrup, in her mouth. “Ooo!” she said when she realized how big he was, even in a flaccid state. She had one hand wrapped around it and still had a couple of inches to suck and lick.

“Mmm! That’s it, Ali! Make me big again so I can fuck that tight, little pussy of yours!”

She needed no encouragement, but her pussy twitched at the suggestion as though casting its vote in favor of another go. She always enjoyed feeling a man grow in her hands, but with Nathan, it had her pussy clenching, wanting more. Sliding her hand down, she took more of him in her mouth while her hand stroked him.

Satisfied he was hard enough, she looked up with a bitten lip. She pushed him back down when he tried to get up.

“You stay right there!” she said as he lay back down, adding, “I told you I was gonna do all the work!” She lifted each leg in turn to straddle his torso, giggling when she felt his still-growing cock tickle her pussy on the way.

Bent as she was due to limited roof clearance, her tits were within easy reach, and each was claimed by a hand as she lifted her hips and guided him into her dripping wet pussy.

“Oh God!” she cried as she sat slowly, enjoying the penetration that never seemed to end. “Whoa!” she gasped as she reached the end, wondering if he was somehow even bigger this time.

With her hands on the seat above his shoulders, her hips started rocking a little further each time, being careful not to let him out of her grasp when the strokes were so long.

“Fuck me, Ali!” he pled as he let go of her tits, enjoying watching them swing above his face.

They fell into a delicious rhythm where he’d lift his hips just as she’d hit ‘bottom,’ as though pushing her away and then pulling back himself just before she came down again. Again, they cried out in disbelief at how good it felt.

“Oh! Oh! Ohh! OH! Fuck!” she yelled as she came, her movements abbreviated by quaking limbs.

Taking up the slack, Nathan hammered her from below while fingers on nipples and clit drove her crazy. His pace took on new urgency as he felt his climax coming as well, and her convulsing body set him off as well, his cock pumping his seed deep inside her.

There wasn’t much room on the folded-out seat, so Nathan moved to his side to allow Ali to lie next to him, a delicious moan escaping her lips as he came out of her well-used pussy.

“Wow, Nathan!” was all she could manage as normal breathing came hard to her lying flat on her back.

“Yeah. It was pretty amazing, wasn’t it?” he replied as he rolled up on his side and stroked her face, brushing sweaty locks of hair away before kissing her gently.

“If we keep this up, we’re liable to kill each other!” she said with a chuckle.

“Do you think we can?” he asked a little alarmed at the ‘If’ in her statement. “Keep this up, I mean,” he clarified.

“I want to! Don’t you?” she said, getting concerned herself.

“I’m glad you said that! Yes, I do as well, even if it always has to be in your minifuckvan!” he said, prompting a laugh from her.

Getting their clothes together, they helped each other dress. She handed him a towel she’d brought, hoping it would get sweaty and knowing he couldn’t go home to shower afterwards like she could. He dried off as best he could, realizing he’d need to make a hasty visit to the men’s room to splash some water on his face before returning to his office.

They kissed again before promising to talk again within a few days, and he climbed out of the car after making sure there was no one to see him. Alicia watched him as he walked to his car and drove off. Lifting the seat back into its usual position, she just sat there smiling and feeling Nathan dripping out of her.

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Do you think they can make it more than a couple of days this time, or has this even more exciting tryst made that impossible? More to come! Remember to 'Like' and/or 'Favorite' my story if you liked it and ... Thanks For Reading!!