"If you liked your outfit, I have more in the top drawer." George said pointing to the dresser. "Sorry, I neglected to get anything to wear to bed."
Shannon untied and pulled off the black sheer snippet of cloth and went over and carried it to the dresser. She felt suddenly naked, which made her laugh realizing it hadn't really covered anything. She opened the drawer and pulled out the featherweight pile. First was a sheer white bra and miniskirt that couldn't have been smaller. She looked at him, "Apparently, this is not for warmth?" Seeing him shake his head, she plopped it back, "Ok, it's your party." Next, she pulled out a red fishnet bodysuit. She held it up to the light and signed, seeing no filtering. "Thank God we didn't make a skiing bet. I'd freeze to death with your choice of clothing." She headed to the bathroom to brush her teeth and get ready for bed, her pussy throbbing in anticipation.
She looked in the mirror to see if she could see any difference in how she looked. She felt completely different, but could see nothing in her eyes or anywhere else. She wondered how she was going to look Dan in the eyes tomorrow. Would Dan see something? She shook her head and rinsed her mouth out. She thought back on how big George's cock was, how it felt stretching her pussy out. It was exciting to think how totally she gave herself to this man. How he bent her over and took her, how he exposed her to other men. She realized there'd be no need of much foreplay, touching herself between her legs.
When she came back into the bedroom, George was lying fully naked on his back, stroking his hardening cock. She saw a tube of KY on the side table and sighed, "Thinking you'll get lucky, I see." Shannon laughed. She crawled up on the bed and took his hand off his cock, "I'm sorry, union rules. You hired me to take care of this and you touching it is a union violation. You really don't want the wrath of United Cocksuckers and Handjobbers coming after you." She licked the head, "Plus, you might hurt yourself with those huge hands of yours."
George grinned seeing his cock being tended to. It had been a long, long time since he came three times in a day, but he actually thought he could do a lot more than that with the beautiful blonde kneeling between his legs. He watched eagerly before plopping his head back, eyes closed, feeling her lips opening up and her warm mouth take in more and more of his aching cock.
Shannon felt George relax and get into her mouth pleasing his really fat hunk of flesh and looked up at him. Pulling off with a slurp, she indicated the KY with her eyes, "There something you'd like?"
George pulled her on top of him and kissed her, "Actually, yes." Reached between her legs and guided his cock against her wet slit. "This felt too good earlier and at my advanced age, I wasn't sure I'd get the chance to feel it again before our 24 hours is over."
Shannon sighed as she felt her pussy stretched again. She thought how she could get used to this, but shook that thought off and focused feeling this for now. "You might be older than I am, but you've got the libido of a post-pubescent boy. Don't give me that advanced age crap."
George chuckled and ran his hands all over the young girl's body. Amazed how flawless her skin was, how tight her stomach felt, how her butt muscles flexed as she raised and lowered herself, but especially, her nice tits. She had perfectly shaped tear-drop breasts. He guessed C or D-cup, just large enough his hands barely covered them, her hardened nipples scraping on his palms. His hands continued to explore every inch of her body, but were drawn back to those tits. He didn't need to know she was a natural blonde by checking out her golden patch, but because she had the perfect blonde's pale pink nipples. The areolas puffed out when she got aroused and her nipples hardened nicely under his ministrations. He looked at her face, eyes closed, apparently lost in pleasure and he had a swelling of pride that he was able to please this goddess. He lifted his head up and pulled a nipple into his mouth causing the girl's hips to move faster of his cock.
Shannon was loving how when she torqued her pelvis against the fattest shaft she'd ever had inside her, her clit grinding against it, driving her closer and closer to the edge. "Fuck, George, why didn't you get a hole in one in Pebble Beach? We could have done this all week." She gasped.
Hearing that made the older man almost cum, "I've thought about that over and over, ever since. Hang on. I'd like to switch positions. Do you mind if I get on top?" George asked.
Shannon groaned, "Ok, but damn, I'm close." The young blonde slowly pulled off the large shaft, savoring the friction. "You'd better be ready to pound the shit out of me. I need it." She panted, flopping onto her back, leg spread obscenely wide.
Grinning, George got between her legs and let her smaller hands guide him and as soon as he felt lined up, he drove into the sopping pussy.
"Aaaaaaahhhhh, yessss." She cried, "Fuck me. I'm all yours George...cum inside me...mark me as yours."
Hearing that, the man thrust harder and more rapidly into the grunting girl. He loved how her tits bounced all over her chest and her wide open crotch thrust up, welcoming his spearing. He tried not to cum too soon, but seeing the intense look of pleasure, her hands mauling her tits, her grunts, he prayed she'd cum soon. He remembered Dan's warning. "Oh God, Shannon, we have to slow down, I'm so close." He started to pull out when the girl grabbed his ass and pulled him hard into her and she came hard.
That was all it took and both of the sweating lovers ground against each other as they climaxed in unison. Panting, drenched in sweat, George collapsed on the bed, his chest next to Shannon's, his cock shill buried deep inside her pussy. "Fuck me, Shannon. I held off as long as I could."
"I love it when I get to cum at the same time as my lover. It means we are in sync." She felt his shriveling cock slip out, and juices begin to seep. She put her hand between her legs and rolled off the bed. "I think I'm going to go clean myself up."
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As she lay in bed feeling scrubbed but exhausted, Shannon stroked the man's back, "I'm glad you won. I dreaded it, then wondered how to get out of it, but there's an aspect of this, perhaps because it's illicit, but it's more than sex, it's everything leading up to it, knowing you're not my husband. The forbidden fruit, as it were." She giggled, "Sorry, I'm rambling."
George laughed, "I understand. Believe it or not, my first thought was to cancel the bet. I'm happy I won, but I feel guilty. I didn't win fair and square. I feel like I had to cheat to win, but I'm over it." He laughed as he pawed one of those beautiful breasts.
