Late-Night Window

Her fully revealed nude body left me jaw-dropped. My eyes drifted from hers, slowly down her body. Her small breasts were full and firm. Her nipples were the width of my thumb, and hard as diamonds. He stomach was flat with a barely visible trail of blond hair running from her naval down between her legs. Her pussy was beautiful. She kept a small tuff of hair above, but shaved everywhere else. As my eyes slowly returned to hers I began to envision all the things I wanted to do with this woman. Having her legs wrapped around my face, and then my body. The sounds of her moaning my name.

I was speechless. Possibly unsure of how I would respond Janet starting saying, "My husband and I have not had sex in a long time. We did not even have sex on our anniversary. You heard our phone call. Maybe I am traveling around the country doing all these things out of frustration? Even Rachel has been upset lately, and I think it is all because I am constantly on the go, and not spending enough time with her. The last thing I want is to be a bad mother. Maybe this is what I need? Maybe it was inevitable? The last thing I want is for my family to fall apart. I know you would never want that to happen. So what do you say?" With a wicked smile and wink she asked, "Are you willing to fuck this old lady?"

Seriously, no joke. What is going on? What did I smoke? Am I dreaming or extremely stoned? True to my nature, I spoke words of brilliance, "You are not old." Epic response. It did not phase Janet. There was no change in her facial expression as began a deliberately slow walk towards me. Janet knew what she was doing. With each small step she spoke, "You did not fully answer the question?" Step. "You know I could tell you were excited in the car." Step. "I felt you against me in the elevator, and your saw your face in the mirrors struggling to hide it." Step. "I could see you in the window just now, undressing me with your eyes." With one last step she came within a foot of my face. "You invited me into your room as a proper gentleman, and now that we are behind closed doors, I will let you know that you do not necessarily need to act like one with me now."

There was nothing more I could say. She was absolutely right. Any resemblance of a conscience drifted to the back of my mind. I placed my hands on her side, and slowly caressed my hands upwards. Janet closed her eyes and bit down on her lower lip. I stopped as I reached her breasts. Janet whispered "yes", encouraging me on. I moved my finger tips over her nipples, just barely brushing them. They were already large and hard. I could hold myself back no longer. I wanted nothing more than to fully satisfy this sexually deprived woman.

I took a step forward to embrace her, only for Janet to stop and take a step back. "Before we start I need something to drink. I have some bad cotton mouth. Do you have anything in your fridge?" At this point I was just dumbstruck by the situation, enjoying this ride to hell on a train named Janet. She went to the fridge and grabbed a Gatorade, and tossed one to me. Then, she spoke with a surprise, "Oooo look what I found". I was not sure what she was talking about, until she showed me what was in her hand.

Janet showed me the package of honey that came with the bagels I bought at the airport. I knew right then what this woman was thinking. I was indeed right on the money when I assumed Janet's husband had her "caged". Janet was ready to break free. Opening that package was like opening her cell door, and my cock was the key. Janet dipped her finger in, smiled, and began to rub the honey on her nipples saying, "I know you have been eyeing to taste these."

How could I resist? I went over and placed an arm behind her back, picked her up and carried her to the bed saying, "You're right I have been thinking about you all night". I laid down aside her and begin to delicately flick her nipples with my tongue teasingly, as she continued to drip on more honey. Her breathing changed, and her skin became flushed. She became more aroused with every passing moment. Eventually, I began to kiss and suck on her nipples, switching from one to the next. She was obviously very sensitive, and loving my attention. Hey body began instinctively offering itself to me, noticeable by her moving hips. She desired more.

Sensing her urgency I grabbed one of her ankles, lowered myself down, then grabbed the other. Janet's hips kept moving, anticipating what I was going to do next, and it was driving her to the edge. When she grabbed the honey packet, I knew she intended on putting some on her pussy as she lowered her finger. Instead, I grabbed her finger and sucked off the honey saying, "Your pussy is sweet enough as is". Indeed, her pussy was beautiful, and looked as tight as my 19 year old ex-girlfriend's. Not in a millions years would I have been able to tell she is a mother. I slowly traced my tongue along her calves, legs, and everywhere other than her pussy. After setting the stage, I slowly blew air, tracing my previous path back around, sending chills down her spine. I said, "That is the feeling you gave me when I came out of the bathroom seeing your at the window. Hearing me brought her close to the brink. Janet then grabbed my hair with both hands, and pulled my face straight down on her pussy, just as she thrust up to meet me. I started caressing her body with my finger tips, and lightly pinching her nipples. Her moans became more frantic, and her pussy was leaking. She was begging for release, and her moment had come.

I traced my tongue around her slit, while slowly working two finger inside her. Janet somehow managed to compose herself enough to make eye contact with me. I smiled up at her, and began my assault. I curled my fingers inside her, making contact with her magic spot. Soon as that happened her eyes opened wide towards the ceiling, moans turned to squeals, breathing become erratic, and her legs stiffened. I took my cue and gently bit down on her clit while thrusting my fingers into her G spot as fast as I could. Janet coarsely moaned, "Fuuuuuck". Her pussy squeezed my fingers out as she began squirting. I watched her legs convulse, and her head swinging side to side. I even got her to speak incoherently. I believe I had just given this woman the most powerful orgasm of her life! I laid down beside her, gently caressing her skin as she came down from the roller coaster ride.

When she recovered she sat up, grabbed some Gatorade to drink, and looked up at me, only to see me with a grin from ear to ear. Janet gave me an "Oh yeah?" look, and said, "Your balls are mine". She leaned over and grabbed the packet of honey, pouring the remaining contents on my cock, saying "This is the biggest cock I have had the pleasuring meeting", as she politely kissed the head. "I never came so hard in my life. Now its your turn" as she winked her eye. Janet was like a mad woman inhaling my cock. She was not kidding about her college days. I began thinking of all the times I saw her kissing Rachel and her husband, and now those lips are locked on my cock. The proper socialite dressed up in high heels, now on her knees with her hair and makeup a mess. I could not imagine a more erotic sight, and it is happening before my eyes.

Janet clenched my balls in her hand, preventing my climax. When I could barely take anymore Janet stopped, and smiled. She wanted to prolong my agony and suspense, much like I did to her. "Enough of the foreplay, I remember asking you for more". Janet slowly moved up my body, rubbing her nipples on me the entire way. I looked down to see my cock throbbing underneath her. She leaned in for a kiss, and our tongues connected at the same time as I felt her slowly lower down on my cock. Janet was so tight and wet. Her husband was a fool for neglecting this woman for so long. We continued kiss, our tongue exploring each other, as my cock further explored her depth. I knew it was going somewhere no man had gone before when she moaned, "God you are so big. I've never felt a cock so deep inside me. Fuck this is amazing." I bottomed out just as felt her cervix with the tip of my cock.Janet felt the same an inhaled sharply, pulling the air right out of my lungs. We were a perfect fit. Her breathing then became erratic as she started to convulse into another power orgasm, collapsing on top of me.

She came to a minute later saying, "Not enough, I want more." Janet was transforming before my eyes. The look of lust in her eyes was something I had never seen before. Janet started riding my cock in every way possible, and her breasts moved in sequence. We went at it for what seemed like an eternity, with her moaning "Oh fuck!" the entire time. I tried telling Janet that I was close to coming, but she was non-responsive. Instead it seemed like her pussy clamped down around me harder, as she started grinding our pelvises together. "Oh fuck, yes, I want it baby, give it to me baby, I'm so close to coming". I could not take anymore, this was it. She could feel my cock stiffen and my balls tighten, which sent her over the edge again. Janet thrust down on me one last time to the hilt as I unloaded weeks worth of pent up frustration. Janet is one of my parents' oldest friends, is as old as my mother, and I just came deep inside her.

Still euphoric from her orgasms Janet started rubbing her pussy. Giggling she said, "Oh my God this is the best sex of my entire life. Fuck, I feel your hot cum inside me." I looked down between her legs to her pussy close right back up. Her pussy refused to release my cum, and knowing much I had released, it was a site to see. Only afterwards did I think about protection. Sitting up I laughed, "In hindsight maybe we should have considered using protection." Janet immediately got concerned saying, "You don't have any diseases do you?". That was not the response I expected, "Hell No" I replied. I joked saying, "I was just thinking that it has been a while since I masturbated, so you might want to be careful when you start moving around with that bucket of cum inside you." Janet giggled her retort, "There is plenty of more room for your honey in this pot of mine. Don't worry Blue-eyes, there won't be a mess anytime soon.

Something about hearing her words stopped me from going soft. Janet desired more, and I intended on delivering. Janet beckoned me back with her finger saying, "This old lady hasn't worn you out yet has she". Not waiting for a response, Janet crawled over on the floor beneath me, and began to suck my balls. While switching between them she would stop to encourage me, "You love my old body don't you. All you can think about is my firm hard tits. You want to cum inside my tight pussy again? I think big boy here is about ready for round two? How much more cum do you two babies have for me tonight?

Before long I was fully erect. I pulled Janet up off my cock, and she acted like a baby when their pacifier is taken away. I distracted her by pulling her in for a long sensual kiss. The passion was so intense, it was like she wanted to feel as much of our bodies touching each other as possible. Janet lifted a leg and wrapped it around me, inviting me back inside her. Just as I started entering her, her phone began to ring again. It was her husband.

Janet looked at me with the same expression as in the elevator, "Shhh". At this point alarm bells are going off in my head as I am thinking, "Shhh my ass. You think I dare say a word. I am barely breathing here. Oh fuck, we are fucked". Janet walked over to the big window and reached out her arm to pull me in just like last time. Except this time she used her left hand, and instead of my waist her right hand grabbed my cock. She had no intention of letting me get away, or letting me go soft.

So here I am standing in font of this huge window, bare to the world, with a married woman who has my wet hard cock in her hand, my cum leaking from her pussy, while she is talking on the phone with her husband. To top it off, every once in a while she would tease me by poking me with the diamond from her wedding ring. Janet loved the thrill of the situation, and so did I.

"Hey honey hows everything going? Oh, that's good... Yeah, I heard the hotel phone ring while in the bathroom, but those things don't have caller ID so I had no clue who it was... Its about 8:30 right now, so the buses should be coming by shortly... You're going out with some of the boys instead?"

At this point Janet looks at me, then turns her back to me stepping away. I assumed their conversation was about to turn sour like in the elevator. Instead, she lined my cock up to her pussy and slid herself back into place, letting out a moan noticeable to her husband.

"Ohhhh... Yeah honey, I am ok... I still am having stomach cramps, but nothing horrible... No, no, really I am fine, go out with the boys. You know they would end up blaming me if you didn't go out."

Slowly, we began to rock in unison. I was too afraid to touch her anywhere else knowing she was so sensitive, and it would probably make her moan aloud again. We maintained eye contact through the window reflection the entire time. Whenever I bottomed out, I could see her mouth the words "Fuck me". Knowing she was talking to her husband at the same time, and any slip at this point would give us away, I was constantly on edge.

"Well I am not really feeling well enough to think along those lines anymore honey... One of the boys gave you one of his condoms? I wouldn't let you fuck me with that. It has probably been in his wallet for a decade... Ok honey... Yes honey... Ok... Yeah... I love you too... Night"

Janet ended the call and threw the phone on the floor. She raised her arms putting both her palms on the window and began to yell, "Do you see him? My husband is just right fucking down over there. Fuck me. Oh I love your fucking cock. Fuck me. Give me it. Give me what my husband won't. This is your pussy now. Oh God you have an amazing cock".

Janet's knees began to give way, and I knew she couldn't keep going in this position any longer. I pinched her nipples bringing her back up to me, sending chills down her spine. While still inside her we share a passionate kiss as I slowly walk her to the bed. She laid down on her back, extending her legs over her head. Grabbing her ankles I mounted her. In this position, we both knew I was going even deeper into her than before. I could not longer hold back my animal instincts. I got up on my feet. Grabbing her shoulders, I pulled her to the edge of the bed and began relentlessly thrusting into her. She started yelling, "Fuck me, oh God fuck me, this is fucking incredible. Fill me with your cum. Give me your babies. Fill my fucking womb with your hot cum! Do it now!!!" Suddenly, I felt my feet slip out from under me. I did not relent as my full weight fell down on her. I continued pulling her shoulders back towards me. My cock buried to the hilt was embedded against her womb. She yelped at the incredible sensation. We both loudly climaxed, not giving a fuck who heard us. The feeling on my cock was not describable as her pussy clamped down and rippled around me. I was so hard that it felt like 10 minutes had passed before I slipped out of her, soon followed by a stream of our cum.

Our bodies were spent. We both laid there covered in sweat, breathing heavily. Janet was curled up, her body appeared to be in a state of shock from the intensity of her orgasms. I didn't know how to react other than curling up behind her, spooning her close to my body. Janet turned her head to kiss me. We both smiled, and I joked with her saying, "Mission Accomplished". Janet laughed and said, "More than you'd ever know". Shortly after she began to get her stuff together.

"I need to get back to the room, shower, and get in bed before my husband gets home. You should give him a call. They are all out going out to a bar or something, but we both know bar means strip club." I responded by saying, "I am not an idiot like your husband. I know a good thing when I see it". Janet walked over to me wearing that amazing dress, lent down, and gave me a kiss on the forehead. Then, she walked towards the door and said, "See you tomorrow Blue-eyes".

I took a shower and went to bed. What an amazing night.

The next morning was definitely interesting. I ran into Rachel and she immediately asked what happened last night? I just said, "Not much, we did the deed, went back to the hotel, and went to bed." Rachel appeared to accept that statement, which let me know I was still in the clear. However, Rachel questioned, "I wonder why my mother is still in bed not feeling well? When I left she was all curled up. I figured she was faking it last night, but I guess not?" I went along with her train of thought adding, "Yeah, I was not feeling to well this morning either. I did not eat too much while I was there, but it could have been the food. She probably didn't notice until this morning with the weed side effects and all." We both started laughing just as Rachel's step-father walked up. He wanted to thank me for escorting his wife home last night, and said I should come out with them next time. He said the night would be on his dime. I smiled and accepted the invitation. Janet did not show her face until later that evening.

From what Rachel said, I thought to myself, "I must have done a number on that woman. Hopefully she is recovering". However, when I saw Janet next she was all smiles, acting like nothing was wrong. She walked up to me saying, "Hey there Blue-eyes, get enough sleep last night." Her friendly tone reassured me that everything was back to normal. The convention went on as usual, and finished with nothing more exciting happen.

Several months go by and my father calls me up to say that Rachel and her family are in town visiting. I should stop by and say hello. I wouldn't dare miss the opportunity to see Janet again, so I headed over. When I drove up the driveway, I could see the family was all there. Janet and her husband were standing arm in arm talking with my parents. I thought to myself, "The two of them appear happier. I'm glad things have gotten better between them". Rachel came running out to meet me. She excitedly shared, "You'll never guess what happened. I am going to be a sister!"

I was shocked. I truly did not know how to react. I looked over Rachel's shoulder, and felt deja-vu seeing Janet staring right at me, with a big smile on her face, as she gave me a wink. As I walked up the driveway to greet them Janet called out, "Hey there Blue-eyes!". I responded like always saying, "Its the Irish in me." Only this time, Janet's husband chimed in, "It's genetic you know. Our little baby will have blue eyes just like his parents". Janet definitely looked embarrassed. I can not believe how I was able to contain my laughter.

The rest of the evening was uneventful. Eventually, I had the chance to talk to Rachel and ask how things at home were doing. She replied, "Since my mother is pregnant she seems more happy. I don't think she is going to be planning trips anytime soon, but she is still going on a winery tour next weekend just north of here. Having her around more and being in a better mood is definitely making things easier at home dealing with my step-father".

After the evening, I had time to sit back and relax. I checked my email, and saw a message from an unfamiliar email address. It was from Janet! "Hey there Blue-eyes. I am supposed to be going on a winery tour next weekend, but my friend bailed on me at the last minute. Don't supposed you know anyone that would like to join an old pregnant woman?" I replied, "I'm no wine expert quite yet, but I hear that just like women, wine becomes finer with age."

As I lay in bed staring at the ceiling, I contemplated all the events that took place until now. I wrote this story so you could go back, reread it, and relive it just as I did. Recalling the minute details from all my interactions with Janet that night, everything began to make sense. Janet's husband did not want to get pregnant, but she did, and I was the perfect man for the job