Kaye and I have a quickie at her house Part 2 [Str8] [mF] [kissing] [fingering] [oral] [sex]

This is my continued recollection of my very brief affair with an engaged woman during my junior year in college. I am recalling this from almost 50 years ago so the quotes are the best I can do. I have changed names and some places to protect the identities of those involved.

To recap: I am in the early stage of an affair with ‘karate mom’ Kaye, the petite mother of one of the beginners. She was about 5′ 2″, weighing 115 lbs. She had light brown curly hair, worn down to her shoulders. Very blue eyes. She wore bright red lipstick. Her breasts were average but her nipples were pretty noticeable. She was in her mid-30s. She wore an engagement ring. We had our first sex session in my car the previous week. It was a heart pounding event.

If you want to skip the background, skip down to the —— line.

After our first sex session with Kaye, I fully expected the two of us to have a regular fuckfest after each karate class. That was not to be. At the next karate class Kaye brought her fiance Jason. Bummer for me.

After the class Kaye and Jason sought me out. Kaye introduced us, holding loosely onto Jason’s arm to his left and slightly behind him. As Jason asked about attending class himself, Kaye was winking at me, rolling her eyes and pursing her lips toward me as if kissing.

I explained how to enroll and told him I had schedule, sign up and release papers in my gym bag in the office. Kaye told Jason to have a seat and wait for Danny. She told Jason she would go with me to the office to get the papers as she wanted to talk to me about Danny. We talked and walked casually until we got to the office, out of the view of others, including Jason. You know. The guy she was going to marry.

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Then I grabbed her and spun her to me and pushed her against a wall. She put her arms around my neck. We kissed using tongues while I ran my hands under her dress. She said “Finger me you bastard, finger my cunt”! I got my hands on her panty hose and yanked it down to her knees. I kissed her as I moved my right hand to her pussy. She was wet.

I easily slid two fingers into her. We kissed hard as I pumped her pussy, within a few seconds I heard the squishy sounds of a wet pussy being used. She pulled back and said in a low voice “You like doing that, fingering my dirty cunt. Were you thinking of this out there”? I said “Yes. Do you like cheating on your fiance? Having me finger you like this? While Jason is out there”? She moaned but did not reply.

I pumped her faster and harder. I was actually lifting her up slightly each time I rammed my fingers up into her. She said “You dirty bastard I’m coming” and kissed me hard while she shook. She slid down the wall a bit but held onto me. She was breathing hard and making a low “Hmm, hmm, hmm” sound.

She broke the kiss and said “Get me the papers, I have to get back to him”. I stepped back and watched her pull up the panty hose and straightened her dress. I walked into the office, got the papers and stapled them at the desk. Kaye came in, cool as a cucumber. She pick up a pen and wrote something on a note pad. She tore off the sheet and gave it to me. She took the papers and scampered out the door and back down the hall.

I was hard and wanted to fuck her. All I had was a piece of paper. I looked at the paper. It had a street address and ‘back door 11:00 tonight’.

I changed out of my karate gi and into my street clothes. I had almost 90 minutes to kill before my ‘appointment’ so I went to a dinner, ate and had a cup of coffee. I drove to the street and parked around the corner of the house with that address.

It was in an older neighborhood, nice two story Victorian homes. I noted the house and walked around the block. I was excited. I wanted to fuck Kaye. Doing it in her home, maybe in her bed, would be exciting. I thought Kaye in bed would be a wild experience.

I walked through the back yard to the back porch. There was no porch light on but there was a light on in the kitchen. I opened the door as quietly as possible, entered and closed the door. The house smelled of flowers. I stood still until I heard a soft “In here” from the front of the house. I walked slowly and as quietly as I could to the voice. And then I saw her.

Kaye was standing in the door way of a parlor. She had on white silky pajamas and white high heels. Her nipples were noticeable on her pajama top. Her hair was teased up a bit. She had on that red, red lipstick. Damn she looked sexy.

She had had a finger to her lips. The other hand was extended to me. I walked up to her and moved to kiss her. She shook her head and pulled me into the parlor. She turned and closed and locked the pocket doors. There was a single small lamp on a table providing light in the room. All of the curtains were closed. A small ticking clock on the wall showed the time as just after 11PM.

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She turned to me and softly said “We need to be quiet. Danny is upstairs sleeping”. She reached down and felt my erection and smiled. She took a hand and walked me to the small sofa against the wall and gave me a gentle shove. I sat down and began unbuckling my belt. I wanted her to ride me. Kaye had another idea.

Kaye grabbed my jeans and pulled them down to my sneakers. She grabbed two pillows from the sofa and knelt down on them. She took my cock in her left hand and cupped my balls in her right hand. She asked if I remembered her promise. I said no. She said “I promised I would would make it up to you”. And she began licking my cock while gently playing with my balls.

Kaye knew what she was doing. She took her time. Licking, sucking, running her tongue over the head, deep throating. She slowly ran her tongue up and down the shaft. Lifting my cock up to kiss and lick my balls. She usually had her eyes locked on mine but sometimes rubbed my cock on her face with her eyes closed. There was none of her usual dirty talk.

I had a hand on her head, I loved the feel of her curly hair in my hand. I liked the smell of her floral perfume, very feminine. I told her how good it felt. She paused and I leaned down to kiss her. This kiss was not passionate and hungry as we had kissed before. It was sweet and tender. She smiled when I pulled back.

She got up and unbuttoned her pajama top but left it on. She loosened the bottom string and let the pajama bottom fall to the floor. She bent down to hold my knees as she stepped out of her bottoms. As she bent over I saw her erect nipples. She said “Put it on”. I reached down and got a rubber packet out of a pocket. I tore it open and rolled it on my now wet cock.

She came to me, legs spread and straddled me. I reached out put my hands on her hips. She leaned down and kissed me softly again. She asked me if I wanted her. I said “Kaye I have been thinking of you all week”. She leaned back, looked my in the eye and said “Fuck me” as she dropped down on my dick.

My cock slid all the way into her tight wet cunt. She paused, put her hands on my shoulders and then began moving up and down with my hands on her hips. She slowly picked up the pace. I moved my hands to her breasts and began to squeeze and massage them. I pulled on both nipples. She moaned and said “Yes”.

And then she started.

She asked “Did you think about fucking my dirty cunt? Is that what you were thinking about this week”?

“Yes, I’ve been thinking of fucking your dirty cunt. You’re such a slut. You’re a slut aren’t you? Fucking me tonight after seeing you fiance”? She groaned and said “Yes, I am a dirty slut! Fuck me you dirty bastard”!

She bounced up and down getting a full dick into her ever time she came down. I was just mauling her breasts and torturing her nipples. Her dirty talk never let up. I was a dirty fucker, a fucking bastard. She was a dirty cheating slut. She wanted my dirty cock.

Every so often she would drop down on my dick and keep it inside of her while she leaned forward and kissed me. Then she would lean back and resume fucking herself with my dick. And continue to do her dirty talk.

I checked the clock. It was 11:25. I knew I was not going to last much longer.

She leaned to me and whispered “You need to cum! You need to cum now you dirty fucker! Cum now”. I started to slam her down on my cock with both hands on her hips. “You fucking bastard. You’re fucking my cunt again. Fuck it harder”! That did it. I slammed her down on my cock and felt it pulse as I pumped my cum into the rubber. She put her hands across her mouth and screamed something into them as she shook and threw her head back.

She didn’t move for a while and then she slumped down and toward me. She kissed me giving me her tongue. She moaned a little and then straightened up. She said “I needed that. A good hard fucking”. She sighed and climbed off, reaching down to keep the condom on my dick. She got back on her knees and pulled off the condom, keeping it up so as not to let the cum pour out.

She sucked and licked my cock, cooing and oohing for several minutes. She stopped and asked what time it was. I told her 11:40.

Kaye said “You need to get out of here” and she popped up. She took the condom and its wrapper to a table, grabbed a Kleenex or two and put them inside and dropped them into a wire waste basket. She grabbed several more Kleenex and began wiping around her pussy. She looked at me and said “Get dressed. You have to go”. I was totally confused.

I stood, pulled up my jeans and buckled and zipped up while she buttoned up her top and put on the pajama bottom. She said to hustle, she didn’t have much time. She grabbed a few more Kleenex and wiped some lipstick off my face and threw the tissues into them into wire waste basket. She unlocked the doors and spread them wide. She put out a hand, I took it, and she lead me to the back door. She put her arms around my neck and gave me a soul touching kiss.

Kaye said “I’ll see you next week. Go, he will be here any minute and I need to clean myself up”. She pushed me out the door and turned on the porch light. She waited until I got to the street behind her house before turning out the light.

I walked around the block and got in my car and slowly drove by Kaye’s house. I saw Jason walking toward her front door. Kaye was standing in the front doorway waiting for him in those white pajamas and high heels. Damn she looked sexy.

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