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3.
Monday morning dawned to find Jack already on the road, his sneakers beating a steady staccato onto the wet pavement. He had pushed on this run, still keeping the distance at a respectable three miles but working to drive his mile time down. He idly wondered why no one else around here was out jogging. There were plenty of lights appearing in windows but not a lot of movement at 6 am.
He saw the women as he rounded the next bend. Both relatively tall, ponytails swinging as they jogged along. As the pair passed under a streetlamp he recognized Debbie from the previous night's adventure. She and her husband had snuck back to their house like teenagers under the cover of darkness after she had given him a deep kiss in parting. Bill had been grinning from ear to ear as he stuck out his hand to take his leave.
It had taken him a moment or two upon awakening to remember and reconstruct yesterday. His morning erection demanded attention, but Jack figured he could find a better use for the load and so opted instead to go for a run.
As the women drew closer he saw Debbie flash a brilliant smile and a quick wave. The blonde woman accompanying her merely nodded with a polite smile and then the two were past him, having received a nod and a smile from him in return.
He was just stepping out of the shower when he heard a knock on the door. Quickly throwing some athletic shorts on but forgoing a shirt he answered the door to find the women on his door step, flushed from their exertion. "Mondays are running days. Might as well get the worst of it out of the way" Debbie said with a grin. "Mind if we come in and cool off? Our husbands are both glued to their respective TV's, eating Eggo's or some other worthless shit."
Blondie giggled at this. She was almost as tall as Debbie but was pale skinned and her curves were even more pronounced than her friend's. Jack judged her to be a solid D, maybe even DD, cup compared to Debbie's C. Errant strands of hair were plastered to both women's necks, having escaped their ponytails.
"Can I offer you some water? Coffee? Tea?" asked Jack. "I also have some fresh fruit, bagels, cream cheese and lox if you'd like to have a bite."
"Water would be great" said the blonde. "I'm Cindy by the way. Debbie told me that she's helping you with decorating and that she and Bill came over yesterday for a swim and some delicious margaritas."
"Did she now?" Jack asked. "Did she say that they had the time of their lives? That's what I was hoping for."
Debbie blushed but it went unnoticed by Cindy who laughed; a pretty, shiny sound. "No, she didn't say that. But she said that I should get try to get the same invitation from you for my husband and me if possible."
"The same one?" Jack looked pointedly at Debbie whose flush was now complete and was looking demurely at the floor. "I'd be happy to meet more of the locals. I'm assuming that you live around here?"
"We do, just one street over. My husband is a contractor for the military and will be shipping out along with a deployment for the next three months to maintain his company's systems. Be careful with your invitation: you may not be able to get rid of me. We don't have a pool and the weather is turning hot too early this year."
Jack's eyes held Cindy's deep blue ones as she spoke, and he tried to make his smolder. Hell, he thought, I just may wind up with a harem. I wonder how many unsatisfied married women a neighborhood can hold.
"I'd be happy to have you and/or your husband over. I'd like to meet him before he ships out. Do you have plans for dinner tonight?" Jack queried and she replied that they had no plans. "Great" he said. "Why don't you guys come over late this afternoon and we can play in the pool and grill some burgers."
Cindy said that sounded great but wanted to double check with her husband before he left for work. She gave Debbie a quick hug and the air kisses that so many women do and flounced out the door.
"Call Bill and tell him that you're having breakfast here. He's welcome to come over as well. Then go rinse off." His voice was calm but had that same new-found authority from yesterday. He found himself slipping into this role easily.
As she grabbed her cell phone he crossed the few feet separating them. He shoved a hand down her pants to find her vagina soaking wet. "Couldn't even go twelve hours? You're practically dripping" his fingers teased her and she moaned into the receiver, one hand steadying herself on the island as she spread her legs to give him better access.
"He's not answering" she gasped as his other hand found her sports bra and pulled it up, releasing her breasts. God they were sexy Jack thought. He loved the way the areolas almost blended into the skin around them and marveled at their size. Sand dollars, he decided.
"Text him then" and she hastened to comply as he manhandled her body. He pulled her tit with one hand, twisting the nipple he did so. He removed the other hand from her pants and shoved his moistened fingers into her mouth. "Clean them" he said and relished in the sensation of her tongue darting between his fingers.
Finished texting, she set the phone down. "Shower, now. Then come back here" he directed her.
He watched her move away, enjoying the roll of her hips and ample ass and considered what he wanted to do next. Breakfast would be the most practical thing: his body needed nourishment after last night's activities and this morning's run. But his stiffening rod had other ideas.
Minutes later she stepped back into the room, nude. She hadn't washed her hair, but he hadn't wanted to wait that long. "On your knees" he said and she slowly sank down before him. She reached up, just as her husband had done the previous day and slowly slid the pants down to the floor. Her warm hand caressed his balls and she opened her mouth to accept his member. She moaned, her eyes closed as she sucked him deeper into her throat as her other hand flicked between her legs. Jack enjoyed the view, watching his fat cock stretch her pretty mouth. He let her work him to full size and then pulled her to her feet.
"Hands on the island, bend over" he said coldly. She giggled, wiggling her supple ass back at him. He enjoyed watching the ripples in the meat of her ass and he could see moist lips peeking from between her legs.
He spanked her unexpectedly, hard. It burned his hand and left a distinct outline on her ass. She yelped, pulling away and closing her feet together. "No" he commanded. "I told you to maintain eye contact with me when my cock is down your throat. You didn't, so you'll be punished you cock hungry slut. You touched yourself without asking too." His hand fell again and again. Her ass was bright red and hot to the touch now.
He paused, caressing her burning flesh before dipping a finger into her canal. She was wetter than before, just as he had hoped. She moaned with the intrusion. "What did you tell Cindy about us?" he demanded.
