by Holly Ardent
He led Gina back to the bathroom and when he turned to head towards his own room, she grabbed his hand and pulled him in.
“The tub's big enough, I checked, want to join me?” she asked.
Gina swung the door shut and locked it. Then she turned back to Bill who was just standing there, staring at her.
She shook her head, sighed, and started stripping out of her clothes. Earlier Bill had noticed that he'd been right, she was a treat to watch walking around in a t-shirt with no bra.
But, he admitted to himself, watching her without even the t-shirt is ten times better.
She continued to strip, quickly. Once she had her jeans and panties off, his gaze finally came off of her tits and moved down. Part of the twenty minutes she'd taken in the shower had been spent shaving her pussy. His jaw dropped as he saw it, and he was frozen there, staring.
“Earth to Bill?” Gina said. “Did you want to get in the tub with me?”
He shook his head and tore his eyes away from her bald pussy. When he looked back up at her face she had a crooked smile on it.
“Somehow I thought you'd like that,” she said.
“Yes, very much, yes I do like that.”
“Anyhow, tub?”
He shook his head.
“No, I think you should have the chance to soak and relax. If I'm in there with you it won't be a relaxing occasion, plus I'm pretty sure we'd need to rinse off again when we were getting out. At least if I understood you right earlier and your current state isn't just a total lack of modesty.”
She sighed heavily.
“You have got to be kidding me,” she said. “Another one who turns me down?”
“Whoa, hold on,” Bill interjected. “I'm not turning anything down. I'm trying to be nice. What I really want to do now is just jump you. Hell, I may need to have you mend my pants if I get any bigger and harder. But, I'd much prefer to have you in my bed, not here in the tub.”
He glanced away from her, not wanting to see the look on her face when he continued.
“I'd planned on that being the next thing we do,” he finished.
She started laughing and he worried, but when he looked at her face it was actually showing amusement and not disdain.
“The old 'Bathe her and bring her to me' deal?” she asked.
Bill's hand slapped his forehead.
“No, that's not...” he trailed off as her laughter got louder.
“No, I'm not trying to harp on you about that,” she said. “I was just trying to explain why I was laughing.”
Crap, she's going to be a handful, I can tell. But I'm going to make sure she knows who wears the pants in our relationship, whether it's just a business deal, or if it becomes something more. Wait, something more? I wasn't looking for that, I just wanted a bed warmer.
Bill realized, a bit too late now, that maybe things weren't going to go exactly as planned. But Gina was standing in front of him, unconcerned about being nude, and relaxed enough to burst out laughing. That had to make up for even a large chunk of his plan not going the way he'd anticipated.
“Okay, but no I don't want to join you in the tub. I will, however, sit in here and talk with you if you like.”
“And stare at my body?” she asked.
“Damn straight.”
“Good,” she said. “I'm tired of not being appreciated, more tired of not getting laid, but it seems you've got a plan to fix that, even if you are going to make me wait longer.”
Bill's jaw dropped. He knew he'd been a little forceful with his earlier comments, but she'd returned his volley, increasing the force level noticeably along the way.
“So,” she said. “I guess you aren't like my husband then. He didn't want to sleep with me any more. The last two months while the divorce was going through he barely even talked to me. Then we got that bastard judge that was his friend and I knew I was screwed, and not in a good way.”
She sank down deeper into the water, not that it concealed anything. Her breasts were floating on top and tiny beads of perspiration were starting to form on them.
“He kept bitching that I was too loose for him now, that I wanted sex too much, and this, that, and the other. What the hell did he think was going to happen after I gave birth to two kids? It's not like he wasn't part of that so where's he get off complaining?”
Bill gulped as she splashed water on her breasts to rinse off the sweat. His brain kind of tuned her out, although it stayed focused enough to give encouraging grunts at the correct times. He wasn't sure how long it had been when she finally stood up in the tub and reached for the towel. All he knew was that his cock was aching and throbbing for her.
* * *
As soon as he led her into his bedroom and closed the door, he reached for her shirt. She saw what he was doing and immediately started working on removing her jeans. In moments she was nude again and moments later Bill had pushed her onto the queen sized bed.
His own clothes took a little longer to remove, but not much. Once he was nude, his throbbing cock sprang to attention, jutting away from his body, up at an angle. Gina's face took on a hungry look and she stretched her arm out to run a finger along his shaft.
“It's big,” she said.
“Not that big,” Bill replied.
“A lot bigger than what I'm used to having inside of me.”
Her eyes lit up.
“This is gonna be great, come here.”
How am I supposed to take charge if she keeps beating me to it? he wondered.
Despite wanting to be in charge he wasn't about to argue with her. He wanted her as much as she apparently wanted him. He took a step forward and she wrapped her hand around his cock, squeezing gently then starting to move her hand up and down.
Bill groaned and bit his lip.
“It's been a while for me, so be careful there. I may cum really soon the first time, but you can count on there being more than one time tonight,” he said.
“Really? You'll be good to go again right after you cum?” she asked.
He nodded.
“Hell, the way I'm feeling I might be good to go right away again after I cum the second time even.”
She smiled, her eyes twinkling along with it, then her smile opened wide as she tugged on his cock, pulling him closer to the bed. The smile on her lips looked odd with her mouth parted wide, but when she kept pulling him closer and sank his cock into her wide open mouth, Bill didn't care in the least what her smile looked like.
Her lips closed down on his cock, putting pressure on it. Then she pushed her face forward, sliding his shaft deep into her mouth. She murmured something around his cock that he couldn't make out, but he didn't care enough to ask her to stop so she could repeat it.
His hand went to the back of her head and pulled, driving even more of his cock into her. She had all but the last two inches in when she tried to stop, resisting his pull. He noticed, but didn't care. Pulling even harder he felt the tip of his cock slide into her throat, the tightness on his cock head a dramatic comparison to what he'd just been feeling in her mouth.
He held her there for several seconds, until he heard her make a soft gagging noise. Then he released her head and pulled back until his cock slid out.
“You alright?” he asked.
“I guess you didn't hear me when I told you it was going to take a couple of minutes to adjust what I was doing since you were bigger than I was used to?”
“I heard you say something, but couldn't make out the words.”
“All good,” she said. “Saved us some time really, I was surprised I didn't gag harder, but I know how to fix what happened.”
She leaned forward again, vacuuming his cock into her mouth in one long, quick, suck. Then she grabbed his hand and put it back on her head. He pulled again and felt the head of his cock slide into her throat once more. This time, she didn't gag. She held him there for a few seconds then backed off and started bobbing her mouth up and down his cock. The end of each stroke finished with her havi
ng his cock head in her throat and leaving it there for a few seconds.
Within a couple of minute, Bill knew he was about to blow his load.
“I'm going to cum pretty soon,” he warned her.
She nodded, his cock bobbing up and down in her mouth with the movement, then went right back to what she'd been doing. It was mid-stroke for her when he felt his cock tense and swell. She felt it also and went still. Her lips locked even more tightly on his cock and she began to suck as though she were trying to give his cock a hickey.
It was too much for Bill. He'd been about to cum anyhow, but with the suction he practically exploded in her mouth. He felt each individual spurt of cum as though it were an electric shock and his legs buckled. He leaned forward to brace himself against the bed and his cock slid deeper into Gina's mouth, still spurting as it moved forward.
Gina, meanwhile, was swallowing for all she was worth. She'd missed a drop or two as the tiny trickle of cum leaking out of the corner of her mouth attested to, but she got the rest. When he was done cumming, she let his cock slide out of her mouth and ran her tongue all the way around her lips, catching those last few trickling drops.
“Oh my,” she said. “That was delicious. You said you'd get hard again right away?”
“Give me a minute to catch my breath and we'll take care of it,” he said.
He settled onto the edge of the bed and her hand made its way into his lap, stroking his partially limp cock. It immediately responded by twitching and she giggled.
“I guess you weren't kidding, looks like he's ready to get hard again already.”
Bill smirked at her, then reached over and pushed on her chest, careful to place his hands between her breasts instead of on them.
She looked up at him with surprise, but when he knelt between her legs, she closed her eyes and sighed in anticipation.
“It's been so long since I've had a cock in me,” she said. “I'm so ready.”
Little does she know that she'll be waiting a few more minutes still, Bill thought.
As she spoke he slid his legs back and lowered his head. When she finished speaking he flicked his tongue out, running it up along her slit.
“Oohhh,” Gina said, the sound long and drawn out. “What are you doing?”
“This.”
Bill pressed his face in next to her pussy and started licking. First he just went up and down the outside of her slit, but after a few strokes that way he slid the tip of his tongue between her pussy lips and started running it up and down inside of her, tasting her.
Mmm, not bad at all.
He pushed his tongue deeper inside of her, driving it inside the hole and then flicking the tip of it around a little. He knew he couldn't penetrate her well this way, but the thought of teasing her before giving her his cock had caught his imagination and he was running with it.
Gina was utterly still, barely moving enough to breathe as he played with her pussy. At least, she was until he pulled his tongue out of her then ran it up the outside of her slit, ending at her clit. He flicked the tip of his tongue over her clit, gently at first but then with increased pressure, and Gina couldn't stay still any longer. Her thighs tensed up to either side of his head, the muscles prominently displayed against her nearly gaunt legs. She thrust her pussy towards him somehow, pressing her clit against his tongue even more firmly than he'd been pressing against it.
She found her voice again and began to moan. Bill, surprised at her reaction, drew back from her slit. He replaced his tongue with his fingers, using some of them to push the hood off the top of her clit and hold it out of the way. Then he pressed his thumb against the nubbin of sensitive exposed flesh and began to rub it.
Her moan increased in volume as she trembled from his touch. Before long the trembling was growing stronger and stronger, until she shuddered violently all over before going still.
That's why I was after, he thought. Now I won't have to worry about making her cum before I do. She got an orgasm already, if she does again while I'm fucking her, all the better. But if she doesn't, she still got at least one in. Even if think of her as an employee, like I really ought to but am having a hard time doing, I still need to consider employee satisfaction if I want to keep her.
He got back up on his knees between her legs and looked up to see her face flushed, the color having spread down onto her breasts even. He also noticed the tears streaming down her face. Bill stopped, shocked, wondering what it was he'd done to make her cry.
“What's wrong?” he asked. “I didn't hurt you, did I?”
“No,” she sniffled. “Not at all, you just...”
Her voice trailed off as she sobbed.
“No-one's done that for me in... well, in forever,” she finished.
Bill shook his head, confused.
“Done what for you?”
“You just went down on me, and then gave me an orgasm, just for me. Not because of anything else, you knew you could've just fucked me, but instead you gave me pleasure.”
What kind of life has this woman had? Bill wondered. Didn't she ever hear that turnabout is fair play? Besides, I was just doing it so I didn't have to try to make her cum while I fucked her, but I think I better not tell her that. I'll let her keep her misconceptions.
“It's no big deal, really,” he said. “I just thought you'd enjoy the sex more with a little warm-up. Speaking of which...”
She opened her eyes and looked at him. Then her gaze traveled down, she smiled, and spread her legs to give him better access. Bill looked down himself to find that he was fully erect again, eating her out and making her cum had given him the extra time, and a lot of motivation, to regain his full hard-on.
Gina spreading her legs was all the invitation he needed. As she wiped the tears from her cheeks, he leaned forward and pressed the head of his cock against her pussy. He pushed slightly and felt her pussy lips part and his cock slide into her. She was warm, wet, and a little tight. As he pushed harder he slid in deeper, but when he had half his cock inside of her his penetration slowed.
Despite her claim that she was loose, or her ex-husband's claim more accurately, Bill found that with his cock halfway in the rest of her was tight enough to slow his advance. Or maybe it was just that his cock was thicker at the base than at the tip, but either way he had to work at it now. Her juices helped immensely, letting him slide in a fraction of an inch at a time as he kept thrusting, without them he wondered if he would've gotten any deeper into her at all.
For Gina's part, once he got to the point where he had to start using more effort to get inside of her she'd started moaning. The moan just grew louder the harder he had to work to get into her. Her hands went around to his ass and started clutching and pulling, but it was only minimal help to his penetration efforts.
Bill drew his cock back until only the tip was inside of her, then slammed it forward, bound and determined to get himself all the way inside of her. He blasted about an inch past the spot he'd been stuck at before, then pulled back and did it again. With each hard, slamming thrust Gina grunted and went back to moaning. After the first one she'd caught on to what he was doing and when he slammed forward, she tugged as hard as she could on his ass, trying to help him penetrate her fully.
It took several minutes, and more effort than he'd thought it would, before he was pretty much all the way inside of her pussy. He wasn't quite all the way in, but it felt like he was and that was good enough for him.
He could feel the pressure from her pussy on his shaft. It felt like someone had put an iron glove inside of a velvet one and then wrapped it around his cock and squeezed. He liked the feeling so much that he spent several minutes with his cock just buried in her to the hilt, savoring the pressure against the sensitive skin of his cock.
Gina trembled for a while as he just stayed still inside of her.
“Aren't you going to do more?” she asked, almost plaintively.
“Yeah, sure, but for the moment I'm enjoying being buried ins
ide of you. Aren't you enjoying it?” he asked in return.
She nodded.
“I was just worried there was something wrong,” she said.
“Nope, nothing wrong at all, just something really right that I want to enjoy.”
She stayed quiet after that, but her hands started running over his body. Bill knew he wasn't super muscular or anything, but he was in pretty good shape. His body was more wiry than bulky now. Once upon a time he'd had a bit of a beer gut, but working on the Retreat had helped him get in shape, if not super muscular.
She doesn't seem to mind though, he thought. And I love feeling her hands all over me. I'll have to figure out how to get her to do that whenever I want.
Evidently her body was still adjusting to his cock, because after a while it didn't feel quite as tight. He wasn't sure if she'd lubed up more or her pussy had adjusted to the size of his cock, the only thing he was sure of was that his erection hadn't shrunk. It was still throbbing, almost painfully, just with holding still inside of her.
He drew his cock back and she gasped. As he slammed it forward again, burying himself to the hilt in her pussy once more, she let out the breath she'd gasped in as a long sigh. Her body began to tremble again as he alternated pulling back and slamming into her over and over. Her pussy started to tighten down on him again, but this time he just kept going. He'd discovered that pounding away at her pussy was helping to relieve the throbbing in his cock and, in addition, felt totally awesome.
Bill wasn't sure how long he was going to last, not with her having sucked him off already, but he was sure he wouldn't cum soon. He was also sure that pounding her pussy was easing the throb in his groin. Once he added in the pleasure he was getting from fucking her to the equation, there was nothing on earth that could make him stop what he was doing.
Gina's trembling stopped for a moment, her entire body going tense, then all her muscles relaxed again for a second. She was saying something, but doing it very softly, almost as though she were afraid he might hear her. So Bill slowed just a touch and leaned closer to her mouth.
“Oh god, I can't believe how good this feels. Don't want to distract him, he might stop or start doing something different,” she was whispering, practically to herself.
