Saturday morning I headed to the local supermarket to do our shopping, leaving Kiki to do the house work. This had become our weekly ritual. Kiki would supply the shopping list and off I'd go. Plus, this week I was due for a haircut, so I'd be gone for longer than usual.
As on most Saturdays, there was a large group ahead of me at the barber shop and I passed the time leafing thru one of the long out of date magazines till it was finally my turn in one of the chairs. Luckily I got my favorite barber, Pete, and he greeted me with a smile and a "How the hell are you, Jon."
Like me, Pete had a live-in girl friend and, as usual, we discussed the advantages (and his disadvantages) of our arrangements. Right off the bat, Pete began to moan about his lady love.
"Damn it, she's got my credit card just about maxed out. I always thought we were supposed to save money at the discount store, but she's been buying clothes right and left. Damn closet is bulging with her stuff. Got enough to open her own shop. Whenever I say anything she just says that she's got to look nice for me. Krisakes, she looks nice for me when she's naked."
I knew from past experience that he was exaggerating somewhat, but we had a good laugh at his predicament. Pete was a few years older than me and his girl friend was younger than him by some fifteen years. "Problem is Pete," I said, "she's too young for you. You can't keep her satisfied in bed so she makes up for it in shopping. What you got to do is get a young roomer in to help you out."
"Yeah, but then she'd have a headache whenever I want a little lovin'."
We bantered back and forth like that for the duration of the haircut. We never discussed politics or religion, those subjects were out of bounds for us, Pete was a Southern Baptist, which didn't seem to effect his sex life, and I, on the other hand, had no religious affiliation to speak of.
Leaving the barber shop, I drove to the store. Like the barber shop, the market was crowded with shoppers. I grabbed a cart and began cruising the aisles, checking off each item as I picked them up. While our needs were relatively small, everyone else had carts stacked high with groceries and I had to wait in a long line at the check-out.
Finally, chore completed, I packed everything in the car and headed home. Once there, I grabbed two bags from the car and opened the door into the house. I was greeted with moans and heavy breathing. My god, I thought, is Kiki entertaining someone, or is she being raped? I quietly placed the bags on the kitchen counter and tiptoed into the living room.
There was Kiki, slouched down on the couch, her shorts and panties around her ankles, one hand furiously attacking her clit, the other at her right tit, jilling like crazy. Since her eyes were closed, she didn't see me in the doorway and I watched in fascination as she pleasured herself. Milky white juices were flowing from her pussy and I thought about going to her and licking up her joy juice but held back. I knew that on several occasions we had mutually pleasured ourselves but this was different. My cock came to attention and I massaged it through my shorts.
Suddenly, her legs shot out straight in front of her, she stopped rubbing her clit and just cupped her cunt with her hand and let out a long, "AAAHHH." as she came. I ceased rubbing my cock and began to applaud. Her eyes snapped open with a look of surprise on her face.
When she realized it was me, she smiled. "Jon, I just got so horny that I had to do that. I was going crazy and you were gone so long and, finally, I just couldn't wait."
"Good! I know what it's like. After all, I've jacked off sometimes too. To tell the truth, I feel like doing just that right now, you got me so hot." I unbuttoned my shorts, pulled the zipper down and pushed my shorts and boxers down, releasing my turgid prick. As I started to stroke it, Kiki reached down and stripped her shots and panties from her ankles.
"No, Jon, don't do that. Put it in me. Fuck me. I'm still horny." .
I stepped out of the clothes around my ankles and hurried across the room to her, my cock leading the way. I dropped to my knees in front of her and, with some difficulty, got the right angle for my prick to slip into her. Kiki wrapped her legs around me to pull me closer and half rose to circle me with her arms. In that most awkward position we fucked. "Quick, Jon, quick, cum in me cause I'm gonna cum again. Oh god, I love the feel of your cock in me. Hurry." There was no holding me back. After only five or six pumps, my ball sack grew tight and I could feel the first spasm begin.
"I'm gonna cum, baby I'...mm gon...na cum, RIGHT... NOW!" I pushed my prick into her cunt as deeply as I could as the first spurt erupted from my cock. I kept myself glued to her and my prick jerked as two more spurts pumped into her depths. With that final spurt, I felt Kiki tense up, gripping me even tighter to her as she too, silently, came.