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"Uuuum, yes and it feels great." She replied.

"But we have to get going. We're meeting Vicki and Bear at eleven." She added.

As I drew my hand up to sniff my fingers, she moved her face even closer to mine and willingly shared her scent with me then said: "Peter, as much as I would like to lay up in this bed with you all morning, we've got to get ready. Come on out when you're ready, I'll start the water and get it hot."

Ten fifty five, we were walking in the hotel lobby and Tammy's phone made a chirp. My immediate suspicion was Darrold, but Tammy looked and said: "Vicki just text the code for the second elevator to take us to their floor and she said for us to just come walk on in."

Tammy and I stepped in the car, she turned to me and asked: "How do I look?"

She was wearing a pair of white Capri's and a pair of high end flip flops. She had a silk see threw open Hawaiian print shirt over a white, what I would call a shell for her top. I gave her the final once over and said: "Great."

As the door opened, there stood Bear in the same old terry, open from the top down to the belt and open from the bottom back up to it robe and he was actually hanging out.

Vicki's voice rang out saying: "Thank you so much for coming, this is great. Tammy Honey, you look very nice and Peter, you too!"

We looked over and there stood Vicki in a new fluffy terry robe synched up tight around her tiny waist accentuating her big round ass and open enough at the top to show off her signature cleavage.

Bear rhetorically asked: "You two hungry?"

Actually we were, sex all night and no breakfast, I was starving.

Tammy said: "Yes, we're making arrangements to go back home and we skipped breakfast."

We looked over at a table with trays of fresh fruit, raw oysters, cracked crab, huge boiled shrimp and crescents. To me everything looked great but I couldn't help but think: "Man, these people sure love their seafood."

After lunch and the dominance of the small talk by Vicki and Tammy, Vicki said: "Listen, we really want to thank you two for coming back so soon, we didn't expect such graciousness."

Then Tammy nailed it! I knew at that moment why she had planted that seed with Bear after the presentation luncheon and when she spoke these words it became crystal clear to me: "Vicki, neither Peter or I want you guys to feel like we consider being with you is a duty requirement. The fact is, we enjoy your company and being with you like this and we feel we will become very close friends."

Overwhelmed, Vicki gave Tammy a hug that turned into a passionate long wet kiss. Tammy stood and Vicki undressed her. Vicki dropped her robe and Bear and I watched as they walked across the room to that big round bed.

Bear stood and reached behind the bar and handed me the anal beaded wand saying: "Don't worry this thing has been sanitized."

I said: "She sure likes her toys."

And he responded: "Yah, we started with them when it became impossible for me to gain an erection and I have a ton of Viagra that no longer works for me. If you want to take one, they will never know. You have my word. Though you don't really need it, it will make you a rockstar."

I popped two.

As I was approaching the bed, Vicki was asking Tammy if she would mind laying on her back with her feet toward the wall so that she could access her orally this time.

I was prepared to hear an eloquent denial but Tammy rolled onto the bed and positioned her head at the edge and Vicki parted her legs, bent her knees, leaned in and squatted on Tammy's face. After gently dipping her crotch several times over Tammy's mouth and nose, Vicki bent forward and buried her face between Tammy's open legs with that big round ass in the air.

I walked right up behind her as Bear dropped his robe and positioned his chair. I bent the anal wand in two and gently pushed it doubled into Vicki's moist pussy to lube it up with her white fragrant cream.

As I slowly twisted while working all of it in, her face left Tammy's crotch and she arched her back a little more and moaned.

As I slowly pulled it out, I teasingly asked her: "Where do you want this next?"

And she panted out her answer: "I want it in my ass."

I slowly twisted and pushed the first half up her ass and spreading her vaginal lips with my left four fingers and thumb, I pushed my raging head and three inches of my Viagra rock hard shaft in the pussy that was just above Tammy's face.

This older woman felt tighter than before and as I backed an inch of cock out and started back in, I heard Bear to my left tell me: "Harder Peter. she likes it hard."

Still taking my time to work on in to full depth, I ran my left thumb in her ass alongside and then under the beads, then just like before she pushed a bit back against me and started to slowly undulate her mammoth ass.

At that, I started to feed in more beads past my sunken thumb and in one firm forward thrust, my cock bottomed out in her pussy.

That was the first time that I realized the absence of a uterus and I remembered that tiny scare just above her chubby little mound and when I thought about how tight she actually is, I almost chuckled thinking that Bear must have paid to have that reworked too.

As her continuing movements of backing and grinding against me started to increase, I finally yielded to Bears desire and I started to hump her fast and hard.

At the completion of each forward thrust, I could feel my cockhead bottom out and just as she started to cum, I removed my thumb and the slow popping extraction of the beads commenced.

I continued to hammer her well past her conclusion then in one fluid motion I replaced the final bead with the head of my cock and I took her for a long slow ride.

The length of her bowel didn't prevent my full stroke and when I felt my sack come in contact with the plump cheeks of her ass, I sped up until everyone in the room could her them spank her cubby round cheeks.

Just like the other day her fragrance became prevalent and I knew in a moment she would start a full powerful anal orgasm at any moment.

When she raised her head from Tammy and arched her back to moan, I took that as my signal and grabbing a handful of each of her well engineered store bought titts and I pounded that big round ass until I was sure that it had commenced.

The last forward thrust went in to the limit and held it there and swelled my head as fast and as hard as I could, then she started to shudder and whimper and whine from the force of one hard orgasmic rush.

She went limp and laid forward on top of Tammy and I slowly pulled out and rolled her on her left side

Then I heard Bear ask: "Peter, would you come in her mouth for me?"

And I cautiously answered: "Let's let her catch her breath first."

"That's fine, but I want to see your cum go in her mouth." He replied.

Vicki sat up on the edge of the bed and directed Tammy to sit at her side and when I stepped between Vicki's knees, she cradled my balls in her left hand and started to jack me toward her mouth with her right.

I put my hands on the back sides of my waist down near my cheeks and I pushed my pelvis forward.

Vicki was good at this, I could tell she knew what she was doing by the way she kept manipulating my cock in unison with my balls and as I started to cum, I clinched my ass hard and she stuck out her tongue and curled it down and back to where it almost touched the bottom of her chin.

The first warm ribbon of sperm shot a little high and left and it went directly up her right nostril, but with cock still in hand she direct the rest in her mouth. When the last and weakest stream hit the roll at the top of her tongue, she started to milk every drop out of my shaft from the base forward and over my head.

When she popped the tip in her mouth and started to suck, I heard Bear's voice say: "She gives a great hand job, doesn't she?"

Before I could answer she turned to Tammy and shared my cum with a deep French kiss then to my surprise, she went down on her knees, parted Tammy's and started mouthing her clit. Tammy grabbed and fondled Vicki's breasts and in minutes she started to continually cum until the sheets became wet where she was sitting.

When they both stood all breathless and hot, out of the blue and totally unrelated to anything he had just witnessed or heard, Bear asked: "How do you like Vicki's breasts?"

Before I could answer, still fondling them Tammy breathlessly responded: "This is the most beautiful boob job I have ever seen."

Vicki laughed and said: "We had them done in Japan, one of the finest plastic surgeons on the planet."

Bear remarked: "One of the priciest too."

Vicki looked at me and almost screamed out: "My God Peter! You are still hard, that thing looks angry, all purple and you just came a ton! Do you need to go again?"

I replied: "Not now, perhaps a soak in the spa."

Bear, trying to cover for me said: "That will be relaxing, should do the trick. I'll grab us four pale ales."

This time the spa was more fun, I guess because we were more comfortable with them. At one point, Tammy even let Bear touch and feel her little firm perky tits as he stood while Vicki gave him head, but she shied away when he attempted to finger her.

The beer was cold and the water was hot and the bubbling jets did the trick, but I must say, I was a bit worried over that four hour long erection thing before my raging hard-on finally went down.

Bear was the first to ask me about Tammy about our relationship. That seemed a bit odd too, fore if I had to have guessed, I would have picked Vicki to be the nosey one. However, when Bear gets in the zone, he is all business and I realized this was one of those times, and a fair question under these circumstances.

While I was thinking how to answer, Tammy came out and told the truth and laid everything out on the table. I was very relieved when she said that she loves Darrold and he will always be her husband and she told Bear that though we never pair up close to home, we fill our mutual voids if and when we get away on business and then she ended this saying: "Bear, both you and Vicki should understand that."

Bear was looking at her and listening contently, then he looked over at me and said: "Our latest agreement will grow your company so fast you will need a support group to keep up. I know a good firm in south Florida that I recommend. It's not far from you and they will do you a fine job. I have some projects in both California and New York that timing wise, will conflict with my Florida concern. When Darrold gets his health back, You need to see to it that he handles those, while you concentrate your travels more here in north Florida.

Tammy looked at me and asked: "Peter, do you think that will work? He is so cynical and he questions everything."

Bear said: "Prior to your trip home, I will add to our agreement a standard clause that prevents spouses and other close family members from directly working on the same projects together. This is standard contract language and just good business and we'll make it look all professional and original."

I replied: "He will understand that and if he questions, I'll just tell him that agreeing with the total package is part of our deal. The timing of Tammy just now coming aboard will just seem like a natural flow to him, besides it's not healthy to any marriage to work too closely together."

When Tammy blurted out: "Your telling me!" Everyone laughed, including her.

Bear offered to make everyone one of his famous Manhattans to toast to our future endeavors. Not being a real fan of sweet cocktails, I hinted for a shot of something else, but he insisted and they were actually so damn good that we each had two

While we were enjoying our first drink, Tammy thought and asked: "What about us, we will be working together?"

Bear answered: "First of all, no one knows your situation, but I know it compliments your work and technically, you two are not married."

While mixing the second he added: "Tammy needs to hire a trainee to report directly to her. One that she assigns to Darrold's corresponding project oversights. I think it should be a woman."

As we thanked them and started to leave, Bear gave us each a business card with his private cell number and the recipe for his special Manhattans printed on the back telling us that only special clients receive those from him and asking us to keep his private cell number on the QT.

On the walk back I couldn't help but praise Tammy on the slick move that she had made on engineering the second meeting with Vicki and Bear and I told her that I was proud of her.

She stopped walking and I turned from a step ahead and looked back at her, and she asked: "you promised not to take a dim view of me over this, after this evening, do you still feel that way?"

I answered: "Nothing in heaven or on earth could ever cause that to happen ... Now I want you to remember that."

I stepped back, took her little hand in my big paw and minutes later we were walking in our villa. I started to pull off my cloths and put on my trusty silk boxers and white cotton-T and I asked her: "would you mind wearing that little satin half slip again tonight?"

She laughed and mockingly answered: "You mean my baby-doll teddy?"

That's how it is with her, she's cute, she's smart and she is beyond sexy and she should be a targeted role model to all girlfriends, fiancées, wives, significant others and partners in life everywhere. You know who you are, so please take note and learn from this reading.

I sat on the sofa and turned on the tube surfing for something we could watch and a few minutes later she was beside me. Without saying a word she took the remote from my hand, turned off the TV, put her arms up around my neck and put her tongue in my mouth and I gently sucked it in.

We made out on that sofa, just like a couple of teenagers and when my hand slid up the inside of thighs, she was warm and wet and ready to go again.

I stood, picked her up and carried her to the bedroom like a groom would carry his bride over the threshold and I placed her on the bed. A deep breath and I was undressed.

When I inched her cute little silk slip up and put my face in her crotch, she instinctively brought he legs up bending her knees and with both feet flat on the bed and I felt her two hands on the back of my head and I ate her for all that I was worth.

I sucked her clit in my mouth like an olive, I ignored her repeated pleas to save this act, I didn't care that she wanted it as a closer, I was on a mission to make her cum and let me tell you, after fifteen to twenty minutes of pure, Swiftt prompted multiple orgasmic pleasure ... Mission accomplished!

I listened to panting, I watched as she flushed from head to toe in that pink glow, I breathed in her aroma and then I boldly announced: "Now I want you for me."

I pulled her slip up over her breasts, I put her ankles on either side of my face and when she put both of her hands around her feet, her ten toes touched behind the base of my neck and I pushed all the way in.

She is amazing, she was hot beyond belief and she must have been bearing down because I was literally wearing her like a second skin and to my utter shock and disbelief, those rough firm rings formed in her vaginal wall around me and she actually started to cum again.

There was no faking it from this little one, there was nothing put on or phony about her, in fact she could never hide it because every time she cums, it's with a fluid release of epic proportion and this time was no different than the others.

I held myself at full stroke and looked into her eyes as it subsided, then I started again and relieved myself as deep in her as I could possibly make that deposit. I held myself there listening to her breath between my own breathlessness and the disappointment that this would be our last night together finally began to sink in.

I waited to go a little soft before I gently pulled out and laid on my back at the left of her. My head found my pillow and I put my right arm up over it. She cuddled up against me and nuzzled my neck and ear and she petted and spooned until I fell asleep.

I woke before dawn with her still at my side and my hand on the small of her back. As I slipped the side of it in the crack of her cute tiny ass she pressed back against it with a soft little grind while still sound in a peaceful sleep. Taking care not to wake her, I listened to her breath and reveled in her scent while drifting back to sleep.

I woke again at first light expecting some remorse over this being our last day together, but realizing that this is not final gave me the satisfaction in knowing we would be together like this at least every six weeks from now on.

I justified this by thinking to myself: "After all, I normally take a woman twice a week and none have compared to what I have had with this one every day since we left Sarasota. And then I remembered Colorado where all of this had started." So I considered myself blessed from this new arrangement with her.

She eventually woke with that soft little grind of her ass against my hand again and whispered: "Peter, are you asleep?" When I didn't answer, pretending to be, her lips touched my earlobe and with the cry of a distant gull she softly breathed out: "Peter, I Know I could love you."

And in a soft whisper, I answered her back: "In another time Tammy ... In another time."

Less than a minute later as if we never had that exchange, she took my wrist, drew my hand up to our noses and after we collectively sniffed, she said: "Peter, you are so ..."

And we both said in concert: "Nasty!"

While we were packing, I think that fact was confirmed when she asked: "Peter!.. Why am I missing two pairs of panties?"

We weren't two hundred yards down the road when Tammy asked: "Peter, where did you learn to be so good at making love?"

I hesitantly answered: "It's just something that comes natural I guess."

Knowing she wouldn't let it go, I waited and she added: "Peter, come on, you make it an art form, I know that you had to have learned how to make love the way you do, somewhere. With you it's more than just sex."

I said: "Look, when I still lived at home a young couple moved in next door, She was a tall thin blond and he was a schoolteacher. His diabetes caused him to be impotent. When he was away, she had me over and one thing lead to another and the rest is history."

Tammy's eyes flashed, she smiled and curiously asked: "How old were you then?"

I responded: "Tammy, this is a true story and I don't want to lie and say I was eighteen and LIT wont publish it if I divulge my real age at the time that that all started. I can tell you that she was twenty eight. But that was a lot of years ago"

Four and a half hours and close to three hundred miles later we were talking and laughing over a light lunch at an old crab shack and a little over three hours after that we were pulling in her driveway.

She looked over at me as the garage door opened to revile Darrold standing in their mud room door and asked: "Do you think we can book that same Villa for next time?"

And I answered: "Tammy, we won't have too, I called Bear from the manager's office when I went in to sign out and drop off the keys. I bought it this morning."

As I waved at my partner and watched my new V P roll her suitcases up to greet her husband, I dialed my cell phone. As I backed out of their drive, I Heard a familiar voice answered over the Bluetooth from the dash: "Barbershop."