A Fantasy about Love Pt. 12

Now I had the luck to take Maureen's gift and spend the night with Eileen, and I did not want to waste one moment. I placed all the documents on a sideboard and turned to her; she had watched me with a small smile on her face.

"Did you finish your analysis what you could do to please me tonight? Or what I could do to please you? James, I'm yours to do what you want, anyhow and anywhere, and I'll enjoy everything, and you know this. Let's stop with analyzing things and just enjoy ourselves."

She stepped forward, embraced me and kissed me, with her tongue invading my mouth and searching for mine. Then she released me. "Now take off my dress and let's have fun."

She turned around and I pulled the zipper down and opened her little bra. Turning again and looking at me, she slowly pulled her dress down and released her bra. Her proud breasts were already showing her arousal, with her areolae crinkled and her nipples stiff. She continued to pull down her dress, looking all the time at me and obviously was satisfied with my reaction.

When she came to her hips her little g-string appeared, and it was obvious that it was wet already. She stepped out of her dress and told me: "The next step is yours, my love. I need to be punished - the rule is no underwear at home." She stepped back and slowly turned around "Satisfied?" This was a vision of beauty: a smiling face, firm, full breasts, a narrow waist and a shaved pussy waiting for me to take possession. I nodded.

"Completely satisfied, my love."

She opened her legs a bit wider and waited for me to take the initiative. I knelt before her and smelt her arousal wafting over to me; pushing my hands beneath the little strings, I pulled them down and she smiled satisfied. I bent forward and touched her labia with my lips; there were some creamy drops visible and when I licked her crinkly lips, she moaned. "That is nice, James, but it could be much nicer..." and she drew me up and pulled my clothes off. Then she took my hand and lead me to her bed; lying down she smiled widely: "Now, James, do with me whatever you want - I'm yours."

I took my time, first looking at her in admiration and then adding touch to my fascinated eyes. My hands roamed up and down her body, and then my lips joined them in exploring her firm body. Her areolae were small due to her arousal, but her nipples were high and stiff, waiting to be licked and sucked. I circled with my tongue first her left, then her right breast and she moaned, content with my attention. I moved to stay between her legs, and she spread them wide, to let me come as close as possible.

I eased myself lower, drawing a murmur of a complaint as my thigh left its moist warm contact between hers. My kisses continued down her belly. I lingered at her navel, noticing minuscule fine hairs, golden in the light just below, and then continued my travel down south. I dropped on my belly, sliding my hands under her legs, lifting them gently apart until my fingers could caress the soft skin of her belly. looking up to her face, I could see her breasts, still glistening from my kisses, rising and falling.

Her hips had stilled when she felt me pulling away. Now they pushed up again, as my tongue slipped between her lower lips, open and ready.

I dug more deeply, lapping with my tongue from deep between her legs; her hips pressed up against me there, knowing what they needed, and her hands were pushing my face into her. As she moved around, I felt where she wanted more attention and concentrated my efforts there. More creamy white drops appeared, and I licked them off greedily; her taste was intoxicating, tangy, earthy, and exciting. I felt the tension in her belly increasing as the movement of her hips intensified; they pressed down more now, keeping me pressed against her tasty folds. Her belly tightened, the muscles suddenly straining under my hands as her fingers again wound through my hair. She pulled me hard against her as a cry escaped her lips. "Oh, James!"

Her voice was muffled by her thighs squeezing in on my ears. Her hips bucked against my mouth and a jet of hot liquid came out of her pussy, bathing my face. I enjoyed the feeling, but following her body's lead, I eased my ministrations as her hips slowed and her wail trailed off. I felt the powerful contractions in her belly ease and inched my way back up her body, even as her hands on my head were pulling my face up toward her, drawing my face down tight on hers.

"Oh, darling, this was wonderful, but we've got a long night before us and I want to be taken until my body cannot stand it anymore. Are you up to it? You're all wet in your face. Did I do it again?"

I nodded. "Eileen, there are not many other things that I would enjoy more than feeling you come." She started to kiss me all over my face until she was satisfied that I was clean; not that I had felt dirty before.

I was never to deny a challenge and moved over her, but she pushed me back. "First I have to give you some lubricants." and she went down and took my shaft in her mouth, gliding up and down, and with a little bit of help from her hand, got me ready again. Satisfied that she had done her part, she moved up again and spread her legs wide. "Now, darling, make love to me."

It was easy now to enter her, pushing my penis down her well-oiled walls. When I bottomed out, she grinned. "Now, my love, let's see how often I'll come before I get you."

I wondered for a moment where emotion and caring had gone, but I was deep inside a beautiful woman who wanted me to possess her: who was I at this moment to philosophize? I started to move in long, deep strokes and she seemed to enjoy this, but after a while, she increased her rhythms, asking me to get going. And I did. Slowly she started to voice her arousal, and suddenly she cried out. "Yes, James, now!" and for a moment was rigid beneath me. Then she shook herself and grinned. "Nice try, James. You know that a try is good for six points. You had one; now let's go for the others."

Now I was concerned: I thought we were making love, not scoring like an Australian Rules game, but I was still game and continued my efforts and she came again, and again, and every time more loudly. She must have felt sorry for me and turned me around, sitting on my hips.

"Now, darling, let me do the work." She pulled my hands up and placed them on her breasts. "Your puppies need attention, too!"

Whilst she was moving up and down, and occasionally massaging my shaft deep inside her with her strong walls, my hands assaulted her breasts. If this was what she wanted, she would get it. She started to wail and again became rigid for a moment before falling down on my chest. She trembled and aftershocks ran through her body.

She looked at me, sated and satisfied. "Darling, I'm finished. I'm sore and I don't want to move; I counted, darling, this was number five and there is one more to go. I know that you have not come yet, and I do not know how you managed this, and now I want to give myself to you. I want you to finish me in my ass."

She lay beside me, but turned on her stomach, pushing her hips up and supporting herself on her elbows. I was turned off 'finish me in my ass'? I remembered what she had said in the morning about how her late husband had used her when he wanted her after a successful negotiation 'he really used me, eating and taking me in my pussy, and finishing in my ass. He wore me out, and I loved it!' Something strange had entered our relationship and this is not what I wanted for me and for us. This was definitively something I had to discuss with Maureen, and soon.

This was a problem to be resolved soon, but not today and not this night. There she was, looking back at me, wriggling her ass, inviting me to dive in. If I withdrew now, she would be injured and insulted for the rest of her life, and I did not want to hurt her in any way. So, I took the tube she handed me, massaged the cream into her ass and when she said "Yes, James, now!" I pushed myself through her with her outer ring resisting at first, but then opening up wide, she allowed me to take my penis deep into her. She laughed "Yes, James, now let go - no more control. Take me with all you have!"

I decided that she was right; no more control under these circumstances. I forgot her feelings and concentrated just on my own, taking a beautiful body and satisfying my desire. I pounded her and when I felt her coming close to a finish, I slowed down. After all, she wanted six points, not seven! In the end, I could not stop myself anymore and just took her, regardless of what she wanted or felt. I exploded deep inside her and then I blacked out. It was not one of my finest moments!

When I opened my eyes, she was beside me, looking at me. "Darling, I've never seen you like this before: are you OK?"

I nodded. "What is more important: are you OK? I apologize for everything I did, and I should have been more careful."

She laughed. "Darling, you don't have to apologize, as I got exactly what I wanted. I don't believe that I'll move easily tomorrow; both my pussy and my ass are worn out. You should do this more often!"

I promised myself that it would not happen again very soon, but smiled at her.

"Eileen, you were wonderful, and I cannot remember having ever made love so energetically before. What can I do to compensate and alleviate your problem?"

She laughed. "You could get a washcloth and clean me; I'm not moving for the next hours and I want to sleep in a dry bed."

I looked at her and she was right: she was dripping with cum from her ass. I got up slowly, I admit, and groaning myself, did as I was ordered. She was visibly sore all over, but she was smiling, satisfied and content. "Now I can go back to Brisbane for the next two weeks!"

She snuggled close to me and lay her head on my chest. "Darling, I'm so happy and I'll do everything in my life never to disappoint you. And I'll always be at your disposal, anywhere and anyhow. But may I sleep now?"

I nodded and she lifted her upper body. "Local rules, I know!" Her nipples were still stiff and delectable, and I enjoyed them. She closed her eyes and fell asleep. I needed a long time to follow her; something had changed and not necessarily for the better between Eileen and me. In the early morning Maureen slipped into our bed; while she burrowed herself into my back, I heard her whisper: "Sleep well, my love. I love you." and I whispered back "I love you also, forever and forever." There was a satisfied sigh and I felt her go to sleep, and now I was happy.

In the morning Maureen was the first to wake up, and her changed breathing woke me up also. I had turned around during the night and now was looking at her. She was smiling and whispered: "We've to get up since it'll be a busy day. Mom seems to be worn out: what did you do to her? I'm grateful that we have no neighbors..."

I told her to wait until we were alone: there a long conversation coming up. Her smile disappeared, but I told her not to worry, it concerned her mother. She nodded and slowly got out of bed, and I followed her. Eileen was still deeply asleep and did not move even when we got out of the bathroom and left the bedroom.

Jenny was waiting for us; they were dressed in those ugly football shits - why had I ever bought them? and I had my shorts and t-shirt. She was also a bit worried. "James, what happened last night? Did you hurt Eileen? I find this impossible, but she cried out so often!"

Maureen shushed her; we would converse at night. Jenny remembered suddenly her obligations and came over to sit on my lap, pulling her shirts down over her shoulders. "Can I still do this?" I nodded. "I would be very disappointed if you were to forget this one day, my love!"

We prepared breakfast and Maureen went to wake up her mother. It took some time and she grinned when she came back. "Mom needed help to open her eyes, and her lips, and to go to the bathroom, and to sit down there, to get up again for her shower, and to open the hot water faucet. She's gone, James, and I wonder how she'll get to Brisbane today!"

It was not very funny for me and after one look at my face, Maureen calmed down. Hot coffee revived me and when Eileen finally appeared, she showed the focus and strength she had when business was involved. She had to meet a big customer in the morning and was dressed to kill. A white blouse with two buttons open showing a bit of cleavage and a remote impression of a lacy bra, a black narrow skirt almost reaching to her knees, and a tight jacked showing her firm body. Black sandals finished it off and the only adornment was the ruby brooch I had given her. She had one of these Gucci Croco handbags in a dark blue color, and she was stunning.

I got up, but she stopped me. "James, I'd appreciate it if you would stay away from me. One more night as the last one and I'll end up in the hospital and I don't want to risk this today."

She smiled, but she was serious. We looked at each other and I shrugged. "As you want, Eileen. You know that you deprive me of one of my morning pleasures, don't you?" but she smirked. "You can have all another time as soon as you come up to Brisbane."

It was a short breakfast and soon the three left, Eileen with Jenny to the customer and Maureen to her office. I told Eileen that I would pick her up whenever she was ready to take her to the airport, and she was satisfied with my offer. The driver was waiting for her; after all, she was an important executive. More work for me and when she called, I was ready. I took copies of all the charts I had prepared, with lots of explanatory comments, and picked her up. Jenny blew me a kiss and took a taxi to the office, and I handed Eileen into the Porsche.

She laughed. "I swear that you bought this car only to look under a girl's skirt and down her décolleté! But these days are over, my dear, and as compensation, you have today three beautiful women offering you not only a quick look at her breasts or panties, but whatever you want of them. You should be grateful, James!"

I agreed and when we arrived at the airport, I followed her to the counter. Her flight was already called, and she turned one last time to me. "James, last night was wonderful. I only hope that you'll repeat it when we meet again - and you better make certain that this is soon " She kissed me lightly and off she was.

I had a lonely lunch and waited for my ladies to appear in the late afternoon. The first thing that Maureen did was asking "What happened with Mom and you?"

I served them a drink, sat them in the living room and told them everything. It had been an exciting night, but at least for me, utterly dissatisfying. It was sex, and whilst it was thrilling, it was not a night I wanted to repeat soon.

"Maureen, your mother is back telling us what to do, believes that it's her right that I serve her, and the wonderful sentiments we had when we met seem to have gone, or at least have diminished. When I make love with you or with Jenny, it's wonderful, fulfilling, and heartwarming. With Eileen it's not that way anymore; she wants to have her physical needs and her excitement satisfied and she wants to know that she's in command. This is not the way I want to be with her, but what can I, or we, do?"

Jenny was quiet, but Maureen nodded.

"I was waiting for this to happen. Remember what happened to Mom? Father trained her to be efficient and decisive in business, but privately he wanted and achieved a woman who obeyed every wish he had, and he had a lot, especially when he wanted her body. Mom was trained to be sexually active and to follow and initiate physical love. Then Father died in that stupid accident and Mom was devastated; she had lost the pillar that supported her all her married life. She was lost and to survive she turned all her energy into becoming better and more successful than Father ever was. And she succeeded, James. NT is today much bigger than father ever dreamed. He was happy to be a big fish in a small pond; Mom wants to be a big fish in a big pond. All that focus cost her: she was distant, aggressive, her depression deepened slowly, and she turned people off (including myself), but she was successful and paid well."

She closed her eyes for a moment, probably remembering good and bad moments. Then she looked at me.

"Then you stepped into our life: first you took my heart and I changed; she didn't like this because I was slipping away from her control. You remember how she behaved, but somehow you turned her around also. She diminished her pills and was happy. Now slowly real life entered back again; she wanted one person for herself, to care and being cared for, but principally around her all the time. And this didn't happen with you. You had me, you lived in a different city and then Jenny entered our life."

Looking at Jenny she added. "Darling, this had nothing to do with you. You're part of us and always will be, but for Mom, you took her place."

She thought for a moment. "She's not unhappy - yet. I've to talk to her, however, and will make certain that she takes her pills. This problem will not explode in our face during the following weeks, but I have to think about the situation and find a solution, You, James, can help; actually, you do help a lot just being close to her, but I've to think about this."

I was satisfied; Maureen was our emotional anchor and if anybody would find that solution, she would.

Jenny was getting nervous. "Where do I fit in?"

I got up and hugged her. "My love, you fit in right into my arms and my heart." Maureen came and hugged us, too. "Jenny, I love you as James loves you, and that will never change."

Jenny looked at us and then nodded. She took a deep breath. "Let's talk about other things."

She reminded us that we had neither done our night runs nor gone to martial arts classes and that she was certain that she could run us into the ground without any strain at all. Did I mention already that I cannot deny a challenge? We had a light dinner and left for the park and I have to admit that she almost lapped us in the third round. I was annoyed and Maureen did not show her feeling, but I could feel that she was not happy, either. When we went to bed, Jenny was decisive. "James was very active last night, and he must be tired. On Wednesday we'll get away for four days and I don't want to have a snoring husband in my bed when I want to be loved. So, let's kiss and sleep."

Maureen glanced at me: what creature had taken control of our days? We obeyed and the next day was busy. Maureen, Jenny and I visited Mr. Simpson in NSW Trucks, preparing for a town hall meeting next week with his staff. We had to establish early the rules for the takeover and considering that people were one of the most influential factors in our business, we better did this early. Maureen went back to the office and at night she told us that she had a very good visit with a prospect (and not one of NSW's customers) that could lead us a big step forward.

Jenny forced us to another run in the park and I can say that at the end of the third lap we could not see her trying to pass us. She was a bit upset, but Maureen and I were happy; this was the beginning of a new project: run Jenny into the ground. Still only kisses at night and when the morning dawned, I decided that I was ready and eager to go and have Jenny for myself for a few days, and with her, there would not be any regrets at all.

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