Benefits of Friends 2.0

Benefits of Friends, Part 2 (an unplanned Formula 1 sequel)

Several weeks had passed since Chan and Cleo had their sex-fueled night that was 7 weeks in the making. After that night they continued to text each other, but not nearly with as much frequency. Chan was neck-deep with his new job and Cleo was consumed by her children's year-end school activities.

Their sporadic communication made Chan eager to see her again, even if in a purely platonic non-sexual way. Besides their respective high-energy libidos, Chan knew one other thing they had in common and that was a passion for Formula 1 Racing. They had spent the better part of the Spring texting during the early Sunday morning races, often times leading to sexual innuendo. Hoping he could nail down Cleo for another meeting, he scouted out the race schedule and devised a plan to see her again.

Hey, I'm playing in a charity golf tournament in your hometown in a few weeks

, Chan texted.

I noticed that the Hungarian Grand Prix is the previous weekend. Instead of our normal text exchanges during the F1 race I was hoping we could actually watch it together if I came into town a few days early? I'd love to see how riled up you get during the race. What do you think?

That should work perfect. We are heading to the beach the following week so I'm sure I'll be a homebody that week in preparation for our trip. Look forward to it

, responded Cleo.

The races were still in Europe so in the U.S. it would still be televised at 8am. With the early morning start time and the fact that they would be watching at her house, with a few teenagers still under her roof, Chan had no expectations of anything other than just hanging out. Still, the anticipation of seeing her again was grueling. She was a fun hang, regardless of whether sex was in play.

Knowing she was an avid F1 fan, Chan decided to search for an appropriate house-warming gift for their planned meeting. Cleo liked wearing tight-fitting clothing and has an abnormal obsession with the color black. After doing a little research he decided on a black t-shirt with the words BOX BOX BOX.

BOX BOX BOX is what the pit crew says to the driver when they want him to make a pit stop. And it obviously had double meaning relative to a woman's pussy. He knew Cleo would absolutely love it. But then came the question of what shirt size she wears. He wanted it to be a complete surprise, but he certainly didn't want to get the size incorrect.

Chan ended up texting her,

Don't ask me why I am asking you this...but what is your shirt size?

Why are you asking me that?

she responded.

I told you not to ask me that!!

I don't do directions well

, she responded with a LMAO emoji.

Chan, feeling the need to get the size correct, texted her the shirt size options. He knew from past experiences that getting a woman's size incorrect, whether too large or too small, was an easy way to tick them off.

Well I'm a DD but I like a shirt that feels tight in the waist area. So, based on those size options I will go with a small. That size should really make my tits pop

, Cleo responded with a wink emoji.

The imagery of seeing your tits pop is giving me a minor boner

, Chan responded with an eggplant emoji.

Hold on a few seconds and I'll send you something that will most certainly make you hard

, she responded. Chan waited with great anticipation.

Suddenly his phone buzzed with pictures of her totally nude in her pool.

The kids are not home so I thought I would do some skinny-dipping. My tits are floating hard, babe

.

Fuck, you are beautiful. And your tits look amazing. You know if I were there I'm come up behind you, reach around, and massage those DDs

, Chan texted.

And, yes, I am absolutely very hard now

.

While you are massaging them, I would probably spread my legs a little

, she responded with another wink emoji.

Probably spread them? I'd make sure of that. I'd lift them up and scissor them across my waist, having you hold onto the side of the pool while I enter you from behind. Then I'd fuck you until a tsunami formed in the pool

, texted Chan.

Oh fuck, I just got so fucking wet. I love when you take control of me

, responded Cleo.

I'd then turn you around and have you straddle me face-to-face, allowing me to kiss your supple lips. I'd walk you to the shallow end, step up the stairs, and lay you on the edge of the pool. I'd reenter you and have you watch my cock ease in and out of your sopping wet pussy

, Chan continued.

You are making it rain over here Chan. And my nipples could cut glass right now. But...I'm gonna have to cut this short as I have to go jump in the shower

, texted Cleo.

Shower pics will follow then?

Chan inquired with a wink emoji.

I will try. But I am running late

, she responded.

Late for what?

Chan questioned.

I have a date tonight. Meeting a guy from one of my dating apps for a drink

, she responded.

Ahhh, well good luck with that. I know your luck has been hit-or-miss with the apps lately

, Chan texted back.

Yeah...but mostly miss

, Cleo responded with a sad face emoji.

It was text chains like this that reminded Chan that, while they had playful and sexually-charged interactions, she was still very focused on finding a suitor. She had lots of life yet to live and was eager to find the right man to share it with.

A few more days passed when Chan got a text from Cleo. It was a screenshot of her calendar showing that she had blocked off the Sunday morning of the F1 race, followed by a text saying,

We are still on for the race, right?

Of course!! I wouldn't miss it for the world

, Chan responded.

But, TBH, I prefer the other attachments you used to send me

, with a wink emoji.

HAHA. I am due for another photo sesh soon. Any requests

, inquired Cleo.

Making any special requests kinda makes me feel like a dirty old man

, responded Chan.

Cleo responded,

Well if it acts like a duck....,

with a laughing out loud emoji.

Yeah, who am I kidding. I know I have perversions. I just don't like the 'old' part of that statement

, responded Chan.

None of us like the 'old' part. I feel more like a dirty 13-year old boy in my head most of the time though

, Cleo responded.

Dirty 13-year old boy? So, does that mean you have fantasies about having sex with a 35-year old woman? I didn't know you were a switch-hitter Cleo

, Chan texted.

Not gonna lie. I do have regrets about not having my girl-on-girl with a Danish girl I met when I was in my 20's. She was an absolute smoke-show and we had some immediate chemistry

, Cleo responded with a sad face.

God damn, that is hot. I guess you now know at least one of the porn genres I watch

, Chan responded with a wink emoji.

Is it just two girls or is a man involved too

, Cleo inquired.

Usually just girl-on-girl for me. I find it more sensual that way...without some dude trying to prod his dick in here and there

, Chan laughingly responded.

It is still on my bucket list, but I suspect it will not happen at this point in my life. I'm still hopeful for other things on my bucket list though

, Cleo responded with a smirk.

Do tell

, Chan insisted.

Well, number one on my list is a threesome. I got close once, but it didn't work out

, Cleo confessed.

Just thinking about it gets me so riled up and wet

.

Thinking this might be another opportunity for a charged-up text exchange Chan responds,

Just think of me with my cock in your mouth while your Danish girl is eating your pussy

.

OMG, my pussy is throbbing now

, Cleo responds.

Or me plowing into you doggy-style while you eat the Danish girl's pussy

, Chan continues.

I'm going to have to warm up to eating pussy

, Cleo responded.

At this point I really much prefer a nice hard dick.

Chan responded,

I can teach you. You know I love eating pussy. And I especially love eating your pussy. I love how naturally wet it is and I love getting it even wetter.

I do love when you finger me and lick me. But while I do love my pussy being licked, I definitely need penetration to really get off,

Cleo texted.

So, my threesome preference involves two men. Would you like to watch me with other men? You probably think I'm a whore now, don't you?

What makes you say that? I'm certain I've already shared with you that I love watching others have sex. And that most definitely includes you

, Chan responded.

Ahh, that's right. You do have a voyeur kink

, admitted Cleo.

What are your thoughts on participating though? In my fantasies you are always one of the men in my threesome

.

Chan is hard as a rock due to this text exchange so in lieu of a simple response he pulls down his pants and takes an underside pic of his raging hard-on.

This is what I think about being a participant

, and sends Cleo a dick pic.

Oh fuck, you are making it rain over here. I love your dick. I want it in my mouth right now

, Cleo text with some added raindrop emojis.

So, we've agreed that you are horny AF for an MFM threesome and I should be involved in this. How do we make this happen?

questions Chan.

Well we are quite a ways from that. First, I need to find the right guy for me. That is still my top priority. Then hopefully that guy is adventurous enough to consider it

, Cleo responds.

Right now it is still just a fantasy. But knowing you are interested makes me so fucking wet.

Understood. But don't delay too long because I'm not getting any younger

, Chan texts with a laughing emoji.

Ha ha. Speaking of finding the right guy I need to jump in the shower. I have another planned date tonight

, Cleo texts.

Ohh, same guy from a few nights ago,

Chan questions.

No. That date was fine. We basically just spent a few hours getting to know each other. It was more like an interview

, Cleo responded with a smiling emoji.

Tonight is with a guy I've seen a few times already. He is much younger than me and you know I prefer older men. But there is no denying we have some chemistry.

OK, well good luck with the date. But don't let him in the backseat of your Range Rover

, referring to the time when Cleo and Chan fucked in her vehicle.

Cleo responded with a laughing emoji and finished the exchange with,

Thanks for the break from reality. It honestly has gotten me very turned up. If the date doesn't work out tonight, I'll come home and get off thinking of you.

In reading her final text of the night it made Chan ponder something. It seems like the last few sexually-charged texts exchanges were always during the afternoon of a date she had later that evening. It wasn't that unusual for their exchanges to have some sexual innuendo, but was she consciously doing this? Was it her way of getting in the right mood for the date? Or was it just pure coincidence?

The next nine days leading up to race day plodded along. Chan and Cleo had a few text exchanges, but all in a platonic way with very little sexual banter.

Chan flew into town on a Saturday morning to play golf with his brother. The 17

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fairway on this course is adjacent to the pub where Chan and Cleo fucked for the first time in the back of her Range Rover a couple of months previous. Chan took a picture of the pub, sent it to Cleo, and wrote,

Memories...like the corners of my mind

, with a heart emoji.

OMG, that was hot AF...even if it was a big risk in getting caught. Wait, did they build a deck on the back of it

, she inquired.

Chan responded,

I can't remember what it looked like before. I was facing the other way and focused on getting my cock as deep into you as I could

.

LOL. Yeah, I guess I wasn't paying attention either as my pussy was leaking my juices down your cock, onto your balls, and onto the backseat

, she responded.

I guess I was facing that way at one point, but your wet pussy was blocking my view

, Chan added.

It can do that

, Cleo responded with a wink emoji.

As Chan was driving to the 17

th

green he glanced at his ESPN App and saw that his favorite race team, McLaren, has qualified for the front row position.

He texted Cleo,

Damn, McLaren on the front row! Let's go!!

She responded,

I know! You could have a good morning tomorrow!!

Chan couldn't hope but think that her statement about having a good morning might include not only the race results, but also sex. But then he remembered that she still had teenagers in her house and the likelihood of that happening were not realistic.

The next morning Cleo texted,

The race starts at 9am but why don't you plan on getting here around 8:30. Park on the side of the house, let me know when you arrive, and I will bring you in through the garage entrance.

On my way

, Chan texted.

Chan let her know when he parked outside and started walking into the garage. She opened the side door with a big smile on her face. She was dressed in cut-off jean shorts, which show her slightly tanned legs. She has on a short-sleeve button up shirt with the top few buttons undone, exposing her bountiful cleavage. She has her trademark sultry look, which always drives Chan crazy.

She reaches to grab Chan's hand and starts to escort him inside. Suddenly she stops and turns to face Chan.

"I have a few surprises for you," she says.

"OK," responds Chan unknowing what she might have in mind.

"First, the kids had sleepovers at their respective friend's houses last night and they won't be home until later today," she states.

With that statement she leans into Chan and deeply kisses him, intertwining their tongues like a tango dance gone wild.

When they break the kiss Chan responds, "Oh really." He can't help but notice that his cock has responded to this admission as well.

Cleo hugs Chan, leans into his ear, and says, "My second surprise is that I'm not wearing any panties."

Chan eases his hands down her back and burrows down underneath her shorts. All he feels is her soft fleshy skin with no sign of any panties. His cock stiffens even more as he suddenly realizes that sex is most definitely on the morning's menu.

"Is this what you meant when you texted yesterday that I could have a good morning today," Chan questioned.

She smiles coyly, winks at him, and grabs his hand to lead him to the TV room in her basement. As they reach the bottom of the stairs and are about to turn the corner, she abruptly turns to him.

"I have one last surprise for you," she says. But she says so with a worrisome look on her face, as if she is questioning whether Chan will like this final surprise. She keeps staring at him for what feels like an hour.

"Well, what is it? The suspense is killing me" Chan states.

"You remember I told you I had a few dates with a younger guy, right," Cleo ask him.

"Yeah. I recall you saying younger guys were not normally your thing, but you had some good chemistry together. Why are you bringing this up now," Chan inquired?

"Well, because he is here," responded Cleo.

"Like here as in here right now. Like in the basement right now. Like he also came over this morning," Chan asked.

"Well, yes and no," Cleo answered. "He is here in the basement right now. But he came over last night when I found out the kids were not going to be around. We had quite a fun night," she said with a wink.

Chan's eyes suddenly widened, and he started to piece the puzzle together. He had recently conveyed to her about his voyeur kink, but she said it would likely only happen if she found the right guy and if he was adventurous.

Chan questioned with some hesitation, "So...you want me to watch you have sex with another man? Is that what you are implying?"

"Well, if that is all you want, then yes you can watch us fuck. That is why I asked you to come a little early. But, if you are so inclined, you can also join in to help fulfill my bucket list item of an MFM threesome," she stated with a smirk.

"WOW! Umm, you've kinda taken me by surprise. I mean, I was hopeful we would mess around this morning. But this is taking it to a level I did not anticipate" he confessed. "No doubt, I have to admit to being very turned on...so let's see how the morning unfolds."

They both rounded the corner and made their way to the TV room, where the pre-race festivities were under way. Sitting on the couch was a striking young man, probably mid-30's at the oldest. He has darker skin, with jet black hair, and dark blue eyes. Not at all what Cleo is normally drawn to, but Chan could understand the attraction as his physical features were model-like.

"Chan, this is the guy I told you about. His name is Rami" introduced Cleo.

Rami stood up to shake Chan's hand. He was just over 6 feet tall and obviously didn't miss many days at the gym. His handshake was a bit overwhelming, with an oversized hand for his body and a very firm grip.

"Nice to meet you, Rami. Is that an Asian name," inquired Chan.

"My family is from Lebanon. They moved here in the early 90's when my mom was pregnant with me. I am a citizen but my I have Lebanese heritage," Rami stated.

Chan thought to himself and did some quick math in his head to determine Rami was even younger than he thought - probably more like early 30's.

Chan looked at Cleo and jokingly said, "Robbing the cradle a little bit, aren't you Cleo?"

Cleo punched Chan in the arm and said, "Hey, he is very mature for his age and is super nice to me. And he has lots of energy," she added with a coy smile.

Cleo approached Chan and whispered, "Let's have a little fun before the race starts."

She then locked lips with Chan. She probed his mouth with her tongue with a deep and passionate kiss, biting his lower lip as she pulled away. Chan went back in for another kiss, but Cleo stopped him and pushed him down on the couch.

"Uh uh, Chan. I want to help you fulfill your voyeur kink," she demanded.

She went over to Rami, unbuttoned his shirt, and discarded it on the floor. She then unbuttoned his pants and slid them off as well. Standing in just his boxer briefs, Chan could tell that Rami was packing some decent hardware. Cleo then pushed Rami back onto the couch and told him to relax.

Cleo then slowly removed her shirt and bra, revealing her perk tits and erect nipples. She then unbuttoned her shorts and kicked them aside, exposing her freshly shaven pussy. Even from the other end of the couch Chan could see that her pussy was glistening already. She was clearly turned on.

She then got down on her knees in front of Rami and said, "I'm ready to get that big cock of yours back in my mouth," as her head slowly approached his crotch.

Rami was starting to swell as she slowly pulled his boxers down, exposing his bulbous head. She immediately started kissing and licking his knob as she continued inching his boxers down.

"Mmmmm," Cleo moaned as she took a few inches of Rami into her mouth while still maneuvering his boxers further down his legs.

With one final tug she had his boxers completely off and Rami's cock flopped onto his stomach, nearly reaching his belly button. Even though Chan had no interest in men sexually, he had to admit that Rami's manhood was majestic. Its dark tan hue matched his skin. It was the length of a tennis ball can and was almost as thick.

"This is the other attractive thing about Rami," Cleo stated as she grabbed his cock with both hands, placed it next to her face like a prized trophy, and looked at Chan.