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The pain was excruciating, it was as if I had been beaten with a whip. Last night’s dream had caught up with me. I crawled into bed and went to sleep, hoping things would be better in the morning.
Thankfully, things were better in the morning. I was still in a bit of pain, but I could at least function. I got myself ready and went to work.
At work Debby was quite cheerful, I think she was looking forward to seeing Marcus at the gym that evening. We worked through our tasks and I was given the afternoon off. I decided to go shopping.
I was wandering around the shops in the trendy Cotminster area of Barstow when I saw Alison and Tibah, looking in a letting agent’s window.
‘Hello,’ I said to Tibah, ‘looking for somewhere to live?’
‘Oh hi Phil,’ she said when she turned and saw it was me, ‘not for me, for Alison.’
‘I know of a nice house in Cloughton with a room to let,’ I told them.
‘I couldn’t afford to live there,’ said Alison, ‘much too posh for me.’
‘Seventy-five a week including bills?’ I said to her.
‘Probably a tip at that price.’
‘Come and see, I think you will approve.’
I took them to my house and showed them the room, Alison said she would move in the next day.
After they had left I caught up with my household chores and checked for messages, there were none. Later on I put on my ring, changed my clothes and went to the gym.
I saw Debby as soon as I walked in, she was on her usual running machine. She noticed me and gave me a nice smile, I waved and then went to change into my t-shirt and sweat pants. Once I had changed I got on a rowing machine and did some exercise. After a while Debby got off her machine and came over to me.
‘Hi Marcus,’ she said, ‘shall I wait for you in the bar?’
‘I’m finishing now,’ I replied, ‘I’ll go and shower and see you there.’
‘There is a shower at my work, we could use that one if you like, there’s no one there at this time of the evening,’ she said, as a wicked grin appeared on her face.
‘Sounds like fun,’ I said, a similar grin appearing on mine.
I got off the rowing machine and went to get my clothes, Debby went to get hers and we met at the front door of the gym. We got into her FIAT 500 and she drove me to the office.
Leonard Bingham, one of the partners in LKJ accountants had decided that to encourage more cycling and running to work we should have a shower installed in our building. It was not used a great deal, as most people liked their cars, but it was kept spotlessly clean and well stocked with toiletries. It was next to the staff room on the ground floor, at the back of the building.
Debby parked in front of our building, leaned over to me and kissed me on the lips.
‘Come on,’ she said softly, ‘let’s go and get clean.’
‘Don’t you mean go and get dirty?’
‘Mmmm, yes, that too.’
We got out of her car and she led me into the building, I let her show me the way to the staff room, after all, Marcus had not been there before, he had only been to Debby’s office.
‘This is where all the gossip gets spread,’ she told me as she led me across the room, ‘and here is the shower room.’
‘Oh,’ I said as I walked into the shower room, ‘this is very nice.’
Which it was. The cubicle was large, there was space to change your clothes and there was a sink and toilet. I dropped my bag on the floor and began to remove my sweaty t-shirt.
‘No don’t,’ Debby said to me, ‘I want to do that.’
She stood in front of me, staring into my eyes, took hold of my t-shirt and began to peel it up my body. I put my arms up as she pulled it over my head and off. She dropped it on the floor, leaned forward and began to lick the sweat from my chest. I reached over her shoulders and started to pull her vest up and over her head.
She stopped licking me and stood back. I pulled her vest off and dropped it on the floor.
Debby turned her back to me and I unfastened her sports bra. I pulled the straps away from her shoulders and let it fall from her body. I reached around, cupped her nice firm breasts in my hands and pulled her backwards towards me. I began to kiss her neck as she put her hands on my sweatpants and began to wriggle them down.
‘Mmmm, Marcus,’ she whispered as I kissed her.
I was tweaking her nipples between my index fingers and thumbs, they were very stiff, like little bullets. She let out little moans of pleasure as she became more and more aroused at my touch.
‘Let’s get in the shower,’ I told her.
I let her go and she took a pace away from me. I pulled off my trainers and pulled down my sweatpants and underpants leaving me naked, my stiff cock sticking out in front of me. I watched as she bent over, unlaced her trainers, slipped them off and then lowered her sweatpants and panties. I let out a sigh as I saw her lovely tight little ass in front of me.
Debby straightened up and walked to the shower cubicle. She reached in and turned it on, waiting for it to warm up before she got in. I stood close behind her, my erection pressed against the small of her back.
‘Oh Marcus!’ she exclaimed in mock surprise,’what is that?’
‘A present for you, my darling,’ I replied.
She stepped into the shower and I got in behind her. She turned to face me and looked up into my eyes. I leaned down and our lips met, we opened our mouths and began french-kissing, our tongues going mad for each other.
I reached behind her and picked up a tube of shower gel from the tiny shelf in the corner of the shower. I flicked open the top and squirted a load of it onto her shoulders, she gave a little shudder as the cold liquid touched her beautiful flawless skin. I began to soap her body.
I washed over her back and down her front, paying special attention to her boobs. I swilled them off with the water and put my mouth on them one at a time and suckled each for a minute or so. I knelt in front of her and washed her legs, paying special attention to her inner thighs. She stood, legs apart, allowing my fingers to brush against her labia.
I felt the shower gel being squirted over my back and she leaned down and washed me. I put my face to her beautiful soft bush and kissed it as she washed me.
She washed my hair and swilled off the lather with the shower head.
I stood up and put some shampoo on her hair. She closed her eyes and let me wash her hair, the suds flowing down over her body, covering her in white bubbly foam.
I swilled off the foam and turned off the shower. She looked at me and smiled.
‘Get out,’ she told me.
I opened the shower door and stepped out, she followed me. She padded over and sat on the toilet seat. She opened her legs.
‘Come here,’ she told me.
I knelt in front of her and got my head down. I pushed my face against her pussy and poked out my tongue, she gasped as I pushed her labia apart with it and began to lick the soft flesh of her vagina.
‘Oh I’ve been waiting for this,’ she whispered as her juice flowed over my tongue.
My neck was beginning to ache as the level at which she was sitting was a bit low, but I persevered to please her. I put my tongue to her clitoris and began to flick it, then massage it.
‘Oh yes Marcus,’ she moaned, ‘yes baby, yes.’
She grabbed hold of my hair and pulled my head against her as she reached her climax, I was being smothered but I kept going.
‘Oh yes-yes-yes-YESSSSS!’ she squealed as she came.
My face was swimming in female ejaculate, it was running down my chin but still she held me fast. I could feel her body convulse as she experienced her orgasm. I stopped licking, I could tell she did not need me to continue.
Eventually she relaxed her grip on my hair and I pulled away from her. I sat on the tiled floor massaging my stiff neck and wiping her juice from my face.
‘Oh f
uck, that was good,’ she told me, ‘I really needed that.’
‘I could tell, ‘ I replied.
‘Now for you,’ she said as she pushed me backwards.
I fell back onto the floor, my cock flopping over, the stiffness had gone from it when the stiffness had started in my neck. Debby reached down, took it in her right hand and began to massage it back to life.
A few seconds of her touch made me stiff again. She squatted over me and lowered herself onto me. She started to bounce up and down, her ass landing on my thighs and then lifting off, the feeling of her cunt around my cock was superb. I started to thrust upwards as she came down, it felt amazing.
Debby rolled off me after a minute and lay on her back next to me.
‘Get on top of me,’ she said to me.
I rolled on top of her and pushed my cock inside her, she wrapped her legs around my back and I started to thrust in and out.
‘Oh God, this is so nice,’ she told me as I fucked her.
‘Oh, you are so fucking lovely,’ I told her as I fucked her.
It only took a minute or so more before she let out another squeal of passion and came. I groaned aloud as I felt my spunk leave my body in a salvo of hot jets and fill her tight, wet cunt.
I pulled out of her and knelt in front of her, she sat up and smiled at me.
‘Do you want to come to mine for dinner?’ she asked me, ‘my mum would like to meet you, I am sure.’
‘O.k.,’ I replied, ‘but first we should clean up in here.’
Debby went back into the shower and cleaned my mess out of her body.
We dressed and tidied up the shower room, paying special attention to the mess of spunk and cunt juice that was running across the floor, then we left the building.
Debby drove me back to where my car was parked and I followed her to her house which was in Bradstock, the large warren of housing estates to the north of Barstow. She pulled her car onto the driveway of a small modern detached house, I parked on the road outside.
‘Come on, come and meet my mum,’ she said to me as she took my hand and led me to the front door.
She opened the door with her key and let me inside.
‘Hi!’ she called out, ‘It’s me, I’ve brought someone for you to meet.’
A woman walked towards us, wiping her hands on a towel as she did so.
‘Sorry,’ she said looking at me, ‘I’m baking, my hands are covered in flour, hello, I’m Roz, short for Rosalind.’
She put her hand out for me to shake.
‘Oh wow,’ was all I could manage to say.
Rosalind Jones looked more like Debby’s sister than her mother, same eyes, same hair, same beautiful face. She was slightly larger both in her bust and her hips, but she still had a fit, muscular look to her, I guessed she used the gym as well.
Roz looked at me and smiled, she still had her hand out and I recovered enough to take hold of it and shake it gently.
‘Come and sit in the kitchen,’ she told us, ‘dinner will be ready in a minute.’
‘Are you sure there is enough?’ I asked, ‘I don’t want to intrude.’
‘Nonsense, there’s always enough to go round, isn’t there Debby?’
‘Yes Roz,’ answered Debby, although the tone of her voice had a hint of disapproval in it.
We sat and Roz served us with a nice meal of chicken and vegetables.We sat and ate and Debby told her mother about her day at work, Roz did the same. I was not interrogated much at all, thankfully. Debby and I were sent into the living room to await dessert.
I looked around the living room and noticed a photo of a young soldier on the window cill. I picked it up.
‘Is this your brother?’ I asked.
‘No,’ said Debby, ‘he was my dad. He died before I was born.’
‘Oh God Debby,’ I said softly, ‘I am so sorry.’
‘Mum was eighteen and he was twenty, she saw him off one day and he never came back alive, he knew about me, but he never got to meet me.’
‘What’s that?’ said Roz as she walked into the room carrying a tray with the coffee and a cake on it.
‘I was telling Marcus about daddy,’ Debby told her.
‘Yes, well it was a long time ago, people move on,’ she responded, but I could tell by her eyes that it still hurt.
We sat and drank our coffee and ate probably the best Victoria sponge cake I had ever tasted. That woman could bake!
‘I’m going to wash up,’ said Roz, ‘will you bring the tray out for me Marcus?’
‘Of course,’ I said as I stood and began to pick up the cups and plates.
‘Put the T.V. on Debs, we’ll be back in a moment,’ Roz told her daughter.
I followed Roz along the passage to the kitchen, I could not take my eyes off her beautiful ass as it wiggled in front of me.
Once in the kitchen I put the tray down and turned to go, but she stood in my way. She smiled and put her hand to my cheek..
‘Do you think there might be enough of you to go round Marcus?’ she asked me in a husky voice.
‘Won’t Debby find it a bit weird, sharing her boyfriend with her mum?’
‘So you’re her boyfriend are you?’
‘Well, not as such, but you know what I mean.’
‘She doesn’t need to know, does she. Give me your number, we can meet up sometime.’
Roz put her other hand on my other cheek and pulled me towards her, our lips met and we kissed, open-mouthed, our tongues meeting, wriggling around together. My balls were on fire!
Roz let go of me, took me by the arm, span me around and pushed me out of the kitchen. She patted me on my ass as we walked back into her living room where Her daughter sat innocently watching T.V.
I sat on the sofa next to Debby and watched, Roz sat in a big soft armchair and watched, every now and then looking at me and licking her lips. I thought my balls were going to burst!
At ten o’clock I stood up.
‘I had better go,’ I told them, ‘I have work tomorrow.’
Debby stood to see me out. Roz got up too.
‘Let me give you a piece of that cake to take home Marcus,’ she said.
‘That would be nice,’ I responded.
She brought me the cake in a plastic container.
‘You can give the container to Debs to bring home when you have finished with it,’ she told me.
‘Thanks Roz,’ I said.
She left me alone with Debby to say good night and went back to the living room.
‘I hope she is not too full on for you,’ Debby said to me after Roz had gone.
‘No, she is great,’ I said.
We kissed for a few minutes, slobbering over each other like a couple of kids and then I walked down the path, got into my car, waved to Debby and drove away.
I liked Debby a lot, an awful lot, but I could not stop thinking about her mother!
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