It was finally done.
The aquisition and merging of the two firms was complete, and I said my goodbyes to the staff I had trained and nutured for the past six months. All in all, I thought as I buckled myself into my seat for the return flight home, it was a good six months, professionally and personally.
Leaving Sue was hard but it was made easier with the knowledge that Sue, after she had requested it, was being transferred to Phoenix as her new territory. It'd be a few months before she could move due to training of her replacement, but there'd be trips to look for someplace to live, so we'd still see each other off and on until then.
The thought of last night's romp with Sue did bring a smile to my face, truth be told.
"Good to have you back, sweetie," Hubby said as he rolled off of me on that first night back at home, "It'll be a little strange sleeping with you after all these months," laughing a bit as he said it.
Well, hell, that was as true as could be.
"Yeah, me too," I joked back, "but, it won't take me long to get back into the swing of things," saying this as I leaned to take his cock into my mouth. I love sucking a cock that's just fucked a pussy and that's the truth.
"Literally? Or figuratively?," he asked as he stroked my head with one of his heads as I bobbed up and down on his tasty dick.
Taking his cock from my mouth, I looked up to his face as my hand stroked him and replied, "Both," taking him deep into my mouth, afterwards.
We fucked like teenagers for the next two days, almost as if we were trying to catch up on all of those nights we'd been away from each other during my work project in Denver. Not that either of us went without sex when we weren't with each other. I mean, after all, we were swingers, so there was lots of sex for both us as you readers know. But, the sex between us is special and is on a different level, so in many ways, we were trying to make up for lost time.
His job went on, however, and on Monday morning I kissed him goodbye as he left for the airport and his business trip. It felt good to be home and, in a 'nesting' manner, I spent the next two days cleaning, arranging; busy-work, re-setting myself within my own environment, so to speak.
And by Wednesday, I was bored stiff.
I was swimming laps in my pool when the sound of the phone ringing reached my ears. Jumping out of the pool, I quickly dried my hands and picked up the cordless extension on the table, next to one of the loungers on the pool deck.
"Yes, hello?" I answered with a bit of gasping from my rushing to do so.
"Hi. It's me, Beth," I heard the soft voice say in response.
"Oh, hey there, Beth, how are you?" I smilingly replied. Realizing who it was made me smile even more.
Beth was a teenager (nineteen), a college student who lived 'up the mountain', above my home. The Voyeur that Sue and I confronted, and fucked, when Sue had visited a few weeks back.
"I'm good," Beth replied, "Just getting ready for the new semester and all that."
"Oh, right, that's starting pretty soon, isn't it?" making conversation while I wondered why she had called. I mean, I did give her my number and told her to call sometime, but this was the first time I had heard from her since that night.
"So, what's up?" I prodded in hopes that she'd get to the reason for the call.
"Oh, nothing...I mean, I noticed your car in your driveway when I came home a little while ago from shopping and, I don't know, I just thought I'd call to see how you were," Beth stammered in reply.
Aaah, she wants to see me, I quickly said to myself, the memories of Sue and I fucking her, flooding my mind in a flash.
"Well, Beth, I'm fine, thank you for asking," I replied, hoping my voice conveyed the sudden horniness that I felt stirring between my legs, "Why? Are you bored? Or, maybe, a little bit horny?" laughing a bit when I said it.
"No, no...well, maybe," Beth answered, her nervousness showing in her voice.
"Would you like to come over, Beth? Join me for a little bit of lunch and maybe...." I prompted, letting my question to her go unfinshed.
She was silent for a bit but, eventually, she said, "I am free this afternoon, you know, if you don't have any plans."
"Come on down, sweetie, I'd love your company," I urged, "Bring a bathing suit, or not, and maybe we'll get in a little bit of swimming."
"Okay, see you in a few," clicking off after she'd said it.
So, is the Cougar prowling? I asked myself after hanging up with Beth. I mean, if I was being truthful, I liked the fact that this nineteen-year old was coming over, liked the fact that she wanted to fuck me, a forty-something who was old enough to be her mother.
Of course she wanted to fuck me, why else would she have called, I told myself as I whipped up a quick salad for lunch. And, being truthful with myself, I was more than a little thrilled at the thought of burying my mouth and tongue, again, in her nineteen-year old pussy.
"I'm really glad you called," I said to Beth as I embraced her in my foyer after answering the door, "I could use some company," loving the feel of her breasts against my body as we hugged.
Stepping back, I quickly took in the fact that she had dressed in hardly anything. A pair of shorts that hugged her ass in a favorable way, a tank-top that hugged her tits, provocatively.
"You're looking good, kiddo," I said in praise, knowing that her self-consciousness about her birthmark would be allayed with a compliment. It wasn't a false compliment, however, she really did look sexy and desireable.
"Thanks," Beth replied with a bit of modesty, but also with a bit of a smile at my compliment of her. Taking her hand in mine, I walked us to my kitchen, asking, "Want a bit of salad, sweetie, I just made it fresh."
