Dinner last night was a mostly social affair with no hidden agendas, even though I'd arranged to meet up with hot Italian momma Bru and a friend of hers (blondie, very tight and fit looking Aussie lady) whom she'd gotten to know from bringing her kids to soccer practice. Soccer moms-- one a regular fuck-buddy, the other potentially a lay-- what more could I possibly ask for? *grins*
So anyway, we met up at Arossa Grill and Wine Bar at Scott's Square, and along the way, the casual chatter had become an exchange of mommy tips between the brunette and the blond, and that's where I started to get a little bored.
But I didn't take my eyes off blondie Kym, and I thought she looked a little like a Nichole Kidman lookalike (no joke), albeit a little more tanned from the tropical sun, with freckles on her face that in a way made her look kinda cute, really. She caught sight of me looking at her as she spoke to Bru, who was probably aware but pretended to be oblivious that I may have taken an interest in her friend; once or twice, Kym had looked back at me, did the hair flip thing, and she was crossing and un-crossing her legs--one point she had liked her lips while looking right at me, followed by a wry smile: classic flirting signals.
The opportunity came when Bru had to get up to go pick up a call, and that was where Kym looked at me as I sipped a glass of wine and smiled at her. She asked about what I did, and I found out she was working freelance as a graphic designer, but mostly she was a housewife who took care of a six-year-old and a three-year-old toddler at home. Her husband Greg was an aviation engineer who often worked long hours-- touch point one: mostly absent husband of a pretty wife, worthwhile considering to invest a little more time on Kym.
As we spoke, I was looking right into her eyes, and I imagined what it would be like to have her naked right next to me: tanned skin, nice perky tits, shaven blond pussy...and in my mind, we were already rolling on the bed having hot passionate sex. If only I could telepathically communicate these thoughts with her!
We did manage to exchange numbers on the pretext that she was interested in taking up yoga instructor certification classes, and a friend of mine had a studio that did just that: told her I could hook them up, and maybe she might want me to drive her down to the studio if she wants to check it out.
She took up the offer, and punctuated that with another lip-lick: and I'm thinking I probably piqued her interest. We made a tentative date where she said she'd find time later this week to head down to the studio, and I conveniently threw in coffee, and she laughed and said "sure, why not?"
And that's where I thought I felt the brush of her leg against mine, and it lingered for a while moving gingerly up and down, and as I looked at pretty Kym, the glimpse of her cleavage through her spaghetti tank-top, I wanted so much to just grab her, pull her jeans off and reveal what I pictured to be her clad in a G-string and just do whatever I so love to do with her...
...and that's about when Bru came back, and we were back to talking about trivial stuff before we called it a night, given both ladies had to be home for their "curfew" on a Sunday night.
Kym was going to meet her husband at nearby ION, and I drove Bru home. I suppose she had been a little jealous I was giving a lot more attention to Kym, and she started stroking my thigh as I drove, moving her hand gingerly over my groin, and she just kept at it.
She didn't ask anything about Kym. When we reached her place, she turned and kissed me, her hand unzipping and moving into my jeans to massage my cock and my balls. I undid the buttons of her blouse, then moved my hand under her bra to squeeze and tease at her breasts and nipples. I unzipped her shorts and pulled them off, one hand stroking her ass and tracing the slit of her pussy along her already wet panties as she leaned over, bent down and started giving me a blow job. I moved my fingers inside her panties, stroking her pubic hair and pushed them inside her wet slippery pussy as her head bobbed up and down along my shaft, hearing her sigh as I continued to fuck her with my fingers.
She just kept at it, sucking on my cock, licking at my cockhead, massaging my balls and allowing herself to ride on my fingers. I could feel slight tremors between her thighs, her pussy juices flowing beautifully down; and she'd just kept on going until I came inside her mouth.
We tidied up, and I realized we'd just done a naughty deed while the car was parked along the open visitors' lot at her condo. It'd been challenging to justify anything had someone come up along the car and looked in, but I guess we were lucky this time.
My fingers were still wet with Bru's juices when she kissed me again and got out of the car.
"I wanna see you real soon", she said in mock frustration; nothing I wouldn't do for her, and I said I'd call her. I drove off without even bothering to zip up, my cock still hard from thinking about fucking both Kym and Bru at the same time: would Kym be as juicy and horny as Bru, who would I take first if I had both at the same time, and who would I love to do that Jap porn bukkake thing?
And I was wondering how to go about arranging for a threesome with Kym and Bru, really. Would be quite an event, don't you think?
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