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“You need to make some connections. Business connections, school connections. You’re graduating college in a few years and you’ll need those. David can help you with that.” Mom was lecturing, and she was on a roll.
“He’s got money, he’s built and sold a few businesses here in town. He knows people.” she continued.
David was an old friend of my real Dad. I hadn’t seen him for a few years and I remembered him as a slim, good-looking older man, always tan, always smiling. He had a shock of dark hair and a mustache like Magnum PI, with steely blue eyes. And always with a gorgeous woman on his arm.
He did some modeling and acted now and then, and was always trying to introduce me to his agent. He claimed I was one of the most beautiful women he knew and I should have “professional representation.”
My friends and I spent time at his big house for lawn parties or group dips in his huge pool. We liked hanging there as he often let us have a drink, stay late or have boys over.
He was great at badminton and pickle ball and I remember watching him play one afternoon, admiring his althlectiism as he moved effortlessly around the court.
I was also watching his ass and the outline of his cock in his tight white shorts.
One afternoon, he walked in the pool house while I was in there taking a break from the party and blowing Johnny Davidson.
When David saw what was happening he looked bemused, slowly closing the door as he backed out.
Johnny didn’t get his blowjob that day, but I got a knowing smile from David as we returned to the pool.
I was flattered by David’s occasional attention, and I did my share of flirting with him. But nothing ever happened, besides catching him looking at my tits now and then.
“I don’t even know if he remembers me.” I said.
“Well, I gave him a call for his birthday. He turned sixty-something this year. And he asked about you. How you are doing in college, summer work. He remembers you very well.”
“He sold that huge house,” my Mom continued. “And he has a really nice cottage near the lake. He emailed his address, and wanted me to tell you to come by anytime you like. He’s writing a book and needs some help, just a few hours a day, a couple of days a week. Like a paid internship.”
“I don’t know Mom, I’m pretty busy this summer…” I trailed off.
“You’ll make some good money and some connections. Here’s his address. Why not stop over today?” my Mom said, crossing her arms.
Although my plate was a bit full she was right, I could use the money and the experience. In an hour I found myself driving to David’s cottage.
David may have been sixty-something, but he was still a handsome, fit man.
He met me at the door with his trademark grin, his hair now white, short on the sides, full and long on top.
His blue eyes still crackled with humor and when he hugged me I felt his taunt, muscular frame.
What was new was the white beard to go with the mustache, and his forearms were now heavily tattooed.
He looked like a slim, gentleman biker.
“Paige, you look absolutely beautiful. What a gorgeous young woman you have grown to be.” he said.
“I remember you wanted me to go into modeling. You haven’t changed much, David. You look great.” I replied, blushing under the gaze of the handsome older man.
“This is new.” I said, running my hand through his short white beard.
“Just my inner pirate coming out.” he said laughing. “Beards are still in and my agent loves them. Plus, when your hair goes white, why not complete the look? Come in and make yourself at home.”
We settled in the reading room, I couldn’t help but notice his slim figure athletically moving around the room as he cleared out a spot on the couch for me.
His ass in his khaki pants was still small and tight, and after a moment I realized that he wasn’t wearing underwear.
“I suppose you want to know what’s going on. Well, I’ve sold about everything, the big house, the car. I’m going to do some traveling. And I’m writing a book. I need help with notes, organization, spelling – everything. That’s where you come in.”
“Yes, a few hours a day, a couple of days a week. I’m in no hurry, but I do have a publisher that’s interested, so I need to produce results. How about one hundred an hour, how’s that sound?”
“That sounds amazing. I don’t know what to say.”
“Say yes! You can start whenever you’re ready.”
The deal was struck and we had a glass of wine to celebrate.
The next day I started working for David, three days a week, about four hours a day. Sometimes it was three hours, some days we didn’t work at all.
It depended on how David felt on any particular day and how much writing he had done while I was away.
He was charming, honest, funny and a very good writer, but totally unorganized. That’s where I came in, organizing, spell checking, fact checking, even doing a little editing.
“Honestly, I don’t know what I would be doing without you here Paige.” he said, hugging ankara eryaman escort me after a particularly trying day. “I would have this whole book all screwed up.”
Unlike the hug on my first day, this one went on a few beats longer, and in addition to his slim muscular torso, I could feel David’s cock pressing against my leg. I made sure my firm B-cup breasts pressed into him as well, and I rubbed his back just a bit as we broke off the hug.
After the first week I started to dress a little more casually. I still wore a bra, but a thinner one. I still arrived in a skirt, but a shorter one.
I couldn’t help but be attracted to this charming, attractive older man.
David always had been a bit touchy-feely with me, but after the first week his touches lingered longer, became more frequent and were often on my bare skin.
His hand would lightly fall on my shoulder, my back or my neck and lightly trace out a pattern there, subtle fingertips warmly visiting my skin and idling there.
Sometimes his touch was firm and strong, his fingers rubbing out a knot in my shoulder or a firm hand helping me up out of a chair.
Occasionally while seated together his hand would fall on my knee, or my thigh, sending a warm rush of blood to my cheeks and a pleasant tingle between my legs.
Soon I began to arrive at David’s cozy house without a bra, knowing that my nipples would be visible straining against the fabric of my blouse.
Now and then I would see him unapologetically gazing at my tits, smiling that same knowing smile as the day he saw me with Johnny Davidson cock in my mouth.
Occasionally I would catch the outline of his penis under the fabric of his shorts or khakis.
Once, after a nice long hug, I could see he was hard.
David’s small house featured a small pool in an enclosed garden out back, and when it was really hot we would take a pool break. It was an opportunity for me to wear a bikini top and show off my firm, round tits.
“On hot nights I just walk out here for a dip.” David said one hot day. “No suit, just nude.”
“Mmm, that sounds very cool and wicked.”
“You should join me some night.”
“Maybe I will.” I said with a smile.
“Speaking of the pool, I’m going to change into my suit for a dip,” he said as he walked into the adjoining room.
The door was ajar, and I couldn’t help but take a look as he took his clothes off. My curiosity was satisfied as I caught a glimpse of his cock in the mirror.
Just a quick look, swinging between his legs, limp but long and thick, circumcised with a head that was full and round.
I moved out of sight before he could catch me sneaking a peek at him.
As interested in David as I had been, now I couldn’t get the sight of that good-looking cock out of my head.
Late in the second week, the flirting had ramped up quite a bit, and David was leaving me little doubt as to what he wanted. I wanted it too, but both of us were hesitant.
At least part of me believed that this dashing older model didn’t really want to be with me. In some way I feared I was mis-interpreting all the signs and it was wishful thinking on my part that he wanted me sexually.
So I waited for him to make the first move.
Trouble was, he was a complete and total gentleman.
I received flowers, complements, wine and loving embraces.
But no overt overtures, no hands up my skirt or down my shirt.
I was losing patience.
One day late in the third week, we had let the time get away from us and it was getting late.
As I packed up for the night, the wind began to pick up and a heavy rain began to fall, pounding against the roof.
“Looks like there are some flash flood warnings.” David said, checking his Iphone. “And there’s some power out here and there. I would feel a lot better if you stayed a while and waited this storm out. It’s nasty and it’s not letting up.”
“It’s super late though.” I countered, secretly hoping for an invitation to stay.
“Well if it doesn’t let up soon, you should stay here tonight. The spare room is all set.”
“Thanks but it’s just a little rain.” I said, feigning some hesitancy.
“If it doesn’t clear up you’ll stay here, and that’s the end of it.”
David brought me a T-shirt and some sweat pants from his room to lounge in as he settled in for a little movie watching.
The wind was still howling outside and palm branches were scraping the shutters. The rain was still heavy, and thrumming on the roof.
I slipped the T-shirt on and noticed with satisfaction that it tightly fit over my grapefruit sized boobs, and my nipples were visible through the white fabric. The shirt was long enough to just cover my ass, so I decided to pass on the pants.
We sat on his big couch as the rain came down and Mutiny on the Bounty filled the screen. David opened a bottle of Chardonnay and we both sat sipping.
After my second glass I moved in closer to him and put my head on his shoulder.
I snuggled in close and he put his escort elvankent arm around me as we watched Marlon Brando strut around the deck.
Leaning against him I felt safe and cozy, and I could feel his lithe muscles under his shirt when he put his arm around me. I let one of my tits, braless under the white t-shirt, press into his side as I lay my head on his shoulder. I could feel a familiar tingling in my crotch and I knew my pussy was getting wet.
About one hour into the film David suddenly said, “Hmm, it is getting late.” I should be getting some sleep. You too.”
In a few moments I found myself alone in the spare bedroom, under the covers, my pussy wet and tingling. I moved my fingers to my clit and began to slowly stroke the little bud, thinking about the handsome older man sleeping in the next room.
Maybe it was the wine, or the frustration of the past week.
Whatever it was, I found myself getting up and walking out into the hallway. The rain had stopped but the wind was still blowing hard as I made my way down the short hallway to David’s room.
The door was slightly ajar and I pushed it open.
I moved to the side of the bed by the soft glow of a small LED light across the room.
My heart pounding, I pulled off the T-shirt that David had given me and stepped out of my panties.
Raising the single sheet that covered David as he lay on his back, I slid in next to his nude body.
Nestling into his warmth I pressed my boobs into him as I put an arm across his chest.
He stirred and rolled over to face me..
“Hi”. I said softly
“Hi there,” he said. “What kept you?”
I could feel his hard cock pressing against my stomach as his tongue entered my mouth.
One arm curled under my neck, one hand traced my curves down the small of my back, pausing at my butt and pulled me in closer.
“I’ve waited so long for this, honey.” He said, his hand running up and down my back.
We kissed as he held me, his soft beard tickling my chin, his hard cock rubbing against my stomach, wetting my skin with slick pre-come.
One of his hands firmly cupped a tit, gently squeezing it, pinching the nipple.
The gently, sensual fondling of the experienced older man was almost too much, I felt faint, and a deep desire within me began to stir.
I wanted to surrender myself to him, be possessed by him and let him take me however he liked..
I wrapped my fingers around his hard dick and gently stroked it. I finally had the cock I had glimpsed in the mirror in my hands, and it was stiff, seven inches long at least and thick, the head round, smooth and very wet.
“You’re so hard, baby.” I whispered.
“It’s all for you, love. All for you.”
I moved down between his legs as he sat up slightly with a pillow behind his head to watch.
I took his cock in my hands and while I looked into his steely blue eyes I began licking and sucking the thick shaft, running my lips along the fat, smooth mushroom head.
David moaned as I ran my tongue over his silky smooth cock, one hand stroking the length, my mouth keeping the head wet and slick.
My other hand rubbing his flat abs, moving up to softly squeeze a nipple on one of his firm pecs. His curly grey chest hair was soft, and his nipples were very sensitive, his hips bucking when I tweaked them.
I moved to my knees so I could get the entire length in my mouth, one hand holding his balls gently. Soon my head was bobbing on his dick, the shaft wet and glistening.
I was thrilled that David had such a nice cock, and I could not wait to let him fuck me with it.
First, I had to convince myself to stop licking and sucking it, and fight the impulse to have him cum in my mouth.
I wanted his cum in my pussy.
“God, you’re so beautiful, Paige. I want you so bad.” The older man whispered, one hand in my brunette hair.
I paused my sucking to stroke his long cock with my hand as he leaned forward to kiss me.
We switched positions, David climbing between my legs and I lay back on a pillow so I could watch.
I spread my legs and he lay between them, putting one hand on each side of my cunt and spreading the lips, exposing my clit. He then began to softly tongue the little nub.
As my head went back and my eyes closed in ecstasy, David continued to push my pussy lips apart, tonguing my cunt and flicking my clit, sending pulses of pleasure through me.
He kept me on the edge for what seemed like forever, teasing me unmercifully, slowing licking my wet cunt, then speeding up, varying the pressure on my clit.
“Oh, baby, that’s it, right there.” I exclaimed as David buried his tongue in me.
Suddenly the floodgates burst open and my slim body began bucking and shuddering with an intense orgasm.
I saw stars as the intense jolt of pleasure surged through me in waves.
“Oh fuck! I’m cumming, baby. Please.” I managed to gasp as I continued to spasm with pleasure.
David’s strong hands held me down and my legs open etimesgut escort bayan as he continued to lick my clit.
As the spasms slowly subsided David kept gently kissing my pussy, sending mini-shock waves through me and tickling my inner thighs with his soft beard.
“Come here and fuck me.” I demanded, pulling David up.
David rose up on his knees and I could see his cock hard and thick in the light of the LED lamp in the corner.
He reached into a drawer near the bed and pulled out a fat silicone ring and pulled it down snug around the base of his cock.
His penis seemed to swell with the ring in place, and I reached down and placed my hand under his erection, gently stroking the underside of the shaft as he opened my legs.
David positioned himself between my thighs, and took his cock in his hand, slowly guiding the fat head of his rod up and down my pussy slit. As the tip of his cock teased the lips of my cunt his other hand gently gripped one of my tits, massaging it and pulling at the hard nipple.
As the older man kneeled between my thighs, I saw his slim, tan body, his white hair, felt his thick cock teasing me, and my body began shaking with anticipation.
“I want you inside me so bad.” I said, touching the side of his face with my hand. David continued to look into my eyes and rub his cock along my sopping wet pussy.
He pushed the head of his cock down on my clit and rubbed it in a small circle, sending another jolt through me, then expertly slipped his rod inside me with a sudden thrust.
When his cock slid into me, my back arched and I filled my hands with the sheets and squeezed, intense pleasure coursing through me in a wave.
I could feel the older man’s cock stretching my pussy open with its girth, sliding deep in me.
The sensation of this handsome man’s cock filling me, his hands on me, his mouth on my tits was overwhelming. I began to lose control to my much older lover as he expertly stroked me with his hard-on.
“Fuck me baby, please fuck me, fuck me hard.” I babbled, as David continued to stroke me.
His cock was hard and thick, swollen by the tight band about the base. The fat silicone ring rubbed my clit each time he thrust into me, heightening the pleasure.
My breath was coming in raspy gasps as David continued to pin me to the bed with his cock, his slim, muscular body between my legs, my arms wrapped around his shoulders.
He leaned back to watch his thick cock slide in and out of my shaved pussy, the lips puffy and pink, slightly swollen with all the attention, his hands wrapped around my ankles.
I watched too, and the sight of his thick shaft sinking into my pussy was incredibly hot, the sensation searing my nerve endings with ecstasy.
My hand dropped to my pussy and I began rubbing my clit as my older lover fucked me.
In a few strokes I was quaking with an orgasm as David slowed his thrusting.
“I love to see you come, honey.” David said as he watched my convulsions. “And feel it too.”
I was impaled on his long cock, pleasure radiating from the point where it speared me.
He slowed to stop to gaze at me trembling with the orgasm. I was gasping as I came in strong waves, my pussy fluttering on his dick.
He leaned forward and pressed his lean body into mine, his white beard tickling my neck as he whispered into my ear.
“I’ve waited so long to make love to you, baby. I’m going to take such good care of you. I’m going to fuck you over and over, make you cum again and again. I’m going to cum inside you Paige. Is that what you want, honey? My cum?” The older man whispered in my ear.
“Yes, yes, that’s what I want.” I whispered hoarsely, still trembling slightly from the fading orgasm.
He raised up and began to slowly pick up the pace, until he was pounding my pussy, my legs wrapped around the small of his back. I reached up and took one of his nipples in my mouth and he groaned.
“Oh God, honey, you’re going to make me cum.”
“Yes baby, cum in me. Cum in my pussy.” I pleaded.
My older lover thrust his cock into me and held it in deep. I could feel it jerking inside me as it squirted his cum.
“Unnnnnggg, yes, yes baby yes.” David moaned as he spurted inside me.
He convulsed a half-dozen times before his orgasm began to fade. He wrapped his arms around me, the cock ring keeping his cock still full and thick. I could feel it twitching inside me, and I gave it a loving squeeze with the walls of my pussy.
“Don’t pull out. Stay in me.” I pleaded quietly to my older lover.
David stayed inside me until his cock became soft and slid out of my wetness. I could feel his cum oozing out of me as we kissed, his hands tracing patterns over my firm tits.
“You came a lot.” I said as I watched him remove the cockring.
“I haven’t had a woman in over a year.” He replied. “I’ve been fantasizing about you for a while. I was hoping this might turn into something. I always thought you were beautiful, then when I saw you sucking that boy in the pool house that day, you suddenly became a sexual being to me. But the time had to be right.”
“It felt right.” I replied, curling up to him.
“It felt amazing.” David said,
The next day dawned clear and bright, and we started work on the book after coffee.
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