"This is a load of crap." I threw the book on the floor and sat back in the chair with a huff. "Explain to me again why I want to get a degree?"
I could see Tom trying not to laugh, knowing the next thing thrown would be at his head. "Do you need some help?" he offered.
"No, I don't, thank you very much. I hate accounting and no amount of help is going to change that." I stood up and retrieved the book, setting it on the table beside me, leaving it for later. Walking towards the kitchen, I threw over my shoulder, "Do you want something to drink while I'm in here?"
"Nope, I'm good. But if you're done studying, I can think of something to take your mind off of it," he looked at me with a distinct leer in his eyes. Well, it wasn't like I could blame the poor man. I'd been strutting around the house naked all day, but that was his fault, really. He was the one who didn't want me wearing clothes when I was at his house, was it my fault I had other things to do than engage in sex all day?
I decided a little teasing was in order. "Sorry, I've got to run home and get ready for tonight. My cat needs to be fed and I've got to pick up my mail, I've been expecting some things." Walking over to the front door, sashaying my behind for his benefit, I leaned over, giving him an eyeful, and picked up my pile of clothes where I had left them when I came in.
"Woman, you're going to be the death of me." He walked over and stopped me before I could finish getting my shorts on. "I've been waiting patiently for hours, and now you're going to leave?"
"After last night, I'm surprised you have anything left in you," I smirked. We had had some mind-blowing, marathon sex the night before, I was still tired from the lack of sleep. Leaning into him now, I curled my arms around his neck and kissed him primly on the lips. "I'll be back soon and we can take care of business then. Having the guys over was your idea, not mine, remember."
I finished dressing and left him looking forlorn by the door as I hopped in my little car and sped towards home, a little apartment a short distance away. Not wanting to completely give up my independence when our relationship had taken a serious turn, I had refused to move in with Tom, although we spent almost every night together anyway. I still worked three nights a week at the sports bar where he bartended. Whether to keep my eye on him, or not, I wasn't sure. He was so good looking, and women seemed to flock to him. I wanted to make sure they knew he was unavailable. I was taking a full load of courses at the university, hoping to finish up in the next year, now that Tom was helping me pay my way and I didn't have to work as much.
As soon as I got home, I took care of the cat, looked through two days' worth of mail, noticing the clothes I had ordered online hadn't come, and tossed most of it in the recycling bin. There really wasn't that much to do to get ready for tonight, I just wanted to shower and shave, and spend a little time getting myself into the right frame of mind.
The last time all the "guys" had been at Tom's had been the night I had sucked each one off, and each one had fucked me either in the pussy or the ass. By the end of the night, Tom had decided enough was enough and didn't want to share anymore, even though he had orchestrated the entire thing.
The fact that he had invited them all over tonight told me that he was comfortable enough in our relationship that he didn't mind seeing me with another man. I was pretty sure it turned him on immensely, but I wasn't sure how far I intended to let things go tonight. But worrying about it wouldn't change things, so I decided to just let things play out as they would.
It was funny how the other five guys from that night had taken me under their wing. Brian, the sheriff's deputy, made sure to do drive-by patrols at all hours since my neighborhood wasn't the best. Keith, the banker, had set me up with an IRA account, advising me on how to save my meager salary. The local high school football coach, Jason, stopped by occasionally and did handyman stuff around the house when I needed it. Jeff was a bodybuilder and kept my car in tip-top shape, since he had admitted to loving cars and I had begged for help one day. I had received numerous free tickets to baseball games featuring my favorite team, the Rays, from Tyler, the retired pro baseball player.
They were all sweet guys, and had never breathed a word about that night last summer, just as they had all promised.
With nothing left to do at home, I made the return trip to Tom's, walking in and stripping before I even got to the living room. My breasts swung free, my nipples hardened as the cool air brushed over them, my pussy was smooth and clean. It amazed me how I had changed in the last few months. I had lost most of my inhibitions, and with Tom's gentle coaxing, had learned to enjoy just about any of the games he wanted to play, or toys he wanted to try out on me. It occurred to me that boys never grew up, they liked their games and toys no matter what age they were.
I found Tom sitting out by the pool, sunbathing in the nude. His eyes were closed and I don't think he had heard me come out, so I walked silently up to his side, knelt down and licked his cock from the base to the head as he jumped in surprise. "Ann! God, you scared the shit out of me."
"Who'd you think it was? Your old neighbor?" I grinned, licking him again, letting my lips close around the smooth head and flicking my tongue on his sensitive underside. He groaned, laid back, and said, "Have at me, darling, I'm all yours."
I needed no more encouragement as I turned to straddle him, placing my pussy directly above his face while I took the very tip of his cock in my mouth, bringing it to life. He grabbed my hips and pulled me down on top of him, where his tongue began licking my slit, finding my nub and circling round it, teasing me. I, in turn, teased him, just barely pulling the head between my lips, nibbling on the sides, flicking my tongue back and forth.
When I pushed myself farther down onto his face, he relented and pressed his tongue hard against my clit and began stroking it, sending shivers rushing through me, despite the warmth of the sun beating down on my body. I reveled in the sensations, his cock in my mouth, his face buried in my pussy, the sun on my upturned ass, the knowledge that anyone walking by on the beach could see us if they looked hard enough. I had discovered that I was quite an exhibitionist.
