it is now mid September, wife still in U. K. Been there since late July. Still unsure of return date, usually only gone 2-3 weeks.
The past 2 weeks have been odd
Been with Deb or Wanda a few time for quickies. It is hard to get private in a public place, much less working there.
There are a million eyes even when you think it's "ok".
One Tuesday evening Mike walked up to the house, he never does that, so what is up?
He started right in about a problem with Wanda, I am thinking this is the end right here. Then he laughs, and said got you!.
However there is a problem, her residence is infested with carpenter ants, Mike was hoping to wait until she went out west with her husband, but the situation is getting worse and one corner of the structure has been compromised. She will have to move so work can begin to stabilize the place so it can be exterminated and then repaired (over the winter).
Mike wanted me to let her move in the 2nd floor where I live (currently less wife). Seems Cindy and her daughters never really did utilize the rooms like they thought they would. Now that school is about to start, they moved most of their personal items out. Mike had talked with them and they were ok with commuting for the rest of this season.
I agreed with some hesitance, I do not own the place so my agreeing was somewhat a formality.
Mike said some staff that would move her in on Friday while I was working, Mike said the staff he had in mind knew Wanda but not me ---as far as he knew--so the gossip should be under control.
As I had fire wood to begin stacking for fall tourists the next day, that put me in sight of Deb. She saunters over looks right at me and simply states "I hope you enjoy your house guest". I looked at her speechless (jealous? in these situations not good). My reply was sort of a fumble, "we are all still sharing , right? She replied "IF THERE IS ANYTHING LEFT TO SHARE". She turned around wiggled her ass then looking back she (like Mike) grinning said "I got you". Damn I am getting jumpy.
So on Friday I returned after the extended work day, I had dinner at the lodge, I really was delaying going home.
There was a different vehicle parked out front, so I wandered in and did a Fred Flintstone, "Wilma I'm Home"!
I forgot Wanda is from another country and did not get it at all. She called down trying to correct her name, I apologized and did not try to explain.
She was flustered trying to figure out where to put things, knowing she would be packing out in about 6 weeks.
I helped her with some things, explained about the communal kitchen and that sounds do travel so privacy is less than ideal. She said In her accent, "you mean fucking sounds can be heard?" I am like well yes and other normal sounds, like snoring and flushing the toilet.
She giggled, and replied "I like the fucking sounds, just there is no one here to make them". The innocently added "I mean for me to hear them".
The temperature was finally starting to drop so it was a cool night. I showered and eventually went to bed, could not sleep, Had a hard on just thinking about her upstairs.
I tossed and turned, finally went to sleep, then I was startled by the steps creaking. Wanda came to my room doorway and in her polite foreign way stated she could not sleep. I had an idea why, but asked her any way.
She simply stated "I am in need of sex"! "Not just like man and woman, I need you to --lick me like you did when Deb was with us".
My raging hard on was already back. Standing up I tried to be cool, "if that is what you need I will do as you ask".
I always sleep naked and the night light showed her in a lace night gown, belly pushing it open in the front, she was wearing lace panties. I did not want to rush her. I took her in my arms and we did a lot of kissing standing together.
Damn she had a necklace on, like she had not planned this. I licked her neck and ears, she was melting.
I got on my knees and began to suck her swollen tits, only to have some milk flow into my mouth. Holding her ass so she had to stay still i worked both tits licking and sucking in turn, then she shuddered in orgasm.
Suddenly she blurted out. PLEASE NOW!
She almost ripped off her gown and her lace panties, tossing them somewhere, she fell back on the bed side raising her legs, offering her very hot, wet pussy. I could hear her halting breathing as I got on my knees between her pulled up legs. I teased her as much as she could tolerate, licking her inner thighs and up to but stopping at her crotch.I love to make women anticipate, then finally I blew on her pussy lips, then I touched them with my tongue, she jerked as I began licking.
Slowly, very slowly and gently, she wanted more, but I made her wait, gradually I slid my tongue between her swollen lips, I was greeted with a flood of slick wetness. I worked slowly, then gradually faster, entering her love tunnel with my tongue. I could feel her wetness running down my chin, all the while she was making moans of pleasure.
Then I went for her extended clit, first with my tongue, then sucking on it like a small nipple.
AAARRRRUUUGGHHHH!!!!! She arched up and I had a hard time staying with her as she came multiple times.
She finally grabbed my head and said stop, enough, baby is kicking me too much.
She lay there panting, I had pussy juice all over my face and pre-cum running down to my balls a dripping on the floor
After a bit she looked up and said "your turn". There was a wooden chair in the room, primarily use for getting dressed, shoes tied etc.
Pointing to it she said sit down there. I did.
She waddled over and straddled my legs and grabbing my shoulders slide her absolutely soaked pussy down my slick with pre-sum cock. This was not new to her, she hit it with no hands needed.
Looking into my face she lustfully stated, In my country this is how we show appreciation for good men.
She was down on me as far as she could go, I was fully into her, baby sandwiched between. Then she started moving her pussy insides on my cock, she was hold still and me impaled into her, just her insides moving. OMG!
She knew this well, she could move up and down with actually some internal swirl motion also. I was simply in bliss, then she stopped, "not so fast" You have to enjoy this!
She went painfully slow, I was throbbing and probably pouring pre-cum into the mix, making every thing so wet and smooth. My cock-head felt like it was the only part on me with any feeling. She kept changing the motion every time i was getting into a rhythm. Them she hissed "ready"?
I am like panting yes please!
She moved up and down a few short strokes --BAM ! in my head, I nearly blacked out, I felt my cum shooting into her pussy as she slammed back down on my cock bottoming me out, making me feel my cum forcibly leaving the confined space, running back down my shaft, onto my balls, ass crack and the chair seat.
After I was completely done shooting cum she got off of me and cozily said "well hope you can sleep now". I sat there dazed for awhile and then with out cleaning up anything I got in bed, sleeping until morning
When I got up I saw a mess on the chair and a trail of cum on the floor leading out of the room.
My cock started to pump up through my cum encrusted hair. It was Saturday
Wanda was up and getting ready for work, going out the door she looked at me, she said, "you are a mess, who did that to you?"