Mrs. Mills' Predicament Ch. 02

I returned to my spot on the couch as Mrs. Mills returned with a glass of wine and another beer. She stood next to the couch and handed me the beer and set the glass of wine on the table.

I said, "You can sit down now."

Mrs. Mills, still naked except for her white panties, sat down on the couch, much closer to me than the first time. I said, " It's time I got comfortable. You can start undressing me now."

With no hesitation, Mrs. Mills leaned over and began to unbutton my shirt, starting with the top button and slowly working her way down. Once all of the buttons were unfastened, she lifted my left arm and pulled the shirt away from my body, then did the same with my right arm, dropping the shirt next to her on the couch.

As she reached for my white undershirt, I stopped her and said, "Shoes next."

She dropped to the floor on her knees in front of the couch and gently slid my dress shoes off, then my black socks. She looked back up at me, and I said, "Good. Now unbuckle my belt and get these pants off."

Still on her knees, she scooted over until she was kneeling directly in front of me. She looked up at me for a split second, then looked back down toward my crotch and began to unbuckle my belt. After loosening the belt, she pulled it apart so that each end was loose, and dangling unbuckled. Next, she unsnapped my pants and slowly pulled the zipper downwards until it would slide no further.

Then she grabbed my pants by the waistband near my hips and slowly pulled my pants toward her. As they slid down past my thighs, I lifted up my butt to make it easier, and my boner sprung through the opening in my boxer shorts. Seeing my raging hard on, she yanked my pants the rest of the way down, and off of of my feet. Still kneeling in front of me, she stared at my hard cock.

I said, "You may suck it now."

She quickly lifted herself higher, and while still on her knees, leaned into my lap and began to slowly work her soft lips and wet, warm mouth up and down over my shaft. She worked her head down, and then each time her head came up, she teased the tip of my cock with her tongue.

Now, she had all of the control and there was no way I was going to stop her. She continued with her mouth... up and down... up and down, her right hand playing with, and squeezing my balls... Any second... I grabbed Mrs. Mills by the back of her head and pulled her face forward into my crotch. A split second later, my body spasmed and I shot load after load of my cum into her mouth, my body shuddering with each jolt.

She tried to pull her head back, but I held it firm until I had finished ejaculating. When I let go, she pulled her head back, wide eyed and gagging, but trying to swallow it all, with just a small dribble of cum escaping her lips and dripping down her chin.

I laid back into the couch to recover for a moment while Mrs. Mills continued kneeling in front of me. Then, I said, "Wow. You are amazing. Do you do that for Mr. Mills?"

She looked down and shook her head no.

I said, "It figures. He doesn't know what he's missing. I think you earned a drink. Go ahead and sit back up here on the couch with me and finish your wine."

Mrs. Mills rose up off of her knees, picked up her glass of wine and sat down on the couch right next to me, her legs touching mine, while looking down at my now softening, and shrinking dick. Feeling a little self conscious, I tucked my dick back into my boxers. Mrs. Mills looked at me and smiled mischievously.

Once we had finished our drinks, I said, " Why don't you head upstairs and get a shower? I'll meet you in your bedroom afterwards."

Mrs. Mills rose from the couch and walked across the room toward the stairs as I watched her firm, bare tits gently bounce with each step.

Once I heard the shower turn on upstairs, I rose from the couch, walked up the stairs and went straight to the master bedroom, where I turned on all of the lights in the room. Still in my boxer shorts and t-shirt, I sat on the end of the bed and waited for her to emerge from the bathroom.

When the bathroom door opened up, Mrs. Mills emerged in a light blue, knee length robe, tied at the waist, showing her fit legs. Her brown hair was still wet and fell just below her shoulders. She walked toward the end of the bed, stopping several feet away, where she just looked at me... as if waiting for her next set of instructions.

Feeling my cock again start to rise with excitement, I said, "Please untie the robe."

Mrs. Mills reached down with both hands and untied the sash holding her robe together. Her robe fell open, showing the side cleavage of her firm tits and also showed that she had not put on panties after her shower. It also showed a narrow brown "landing strip" style bush, with her beautiful pussy lips below.

As I stared in excitement, I stuttered a bit before saying, "My note instructed you to shave your pussy for me. I still see hair."

She defensively replied, "I did shave today. It's a nice clean strip."

"When I said shave, I meant all of it. I even shaved for you," I said, as I stood up and slid my boxers down my legs, showing off my completely shaved lower region, cock and balls.

Mrs. Mills looked at my crotch and stared at my dick, surprised by it's clean shaven smoothness. She had obviously not noticed it earlier while blowing me over my boxers shorts.

I asked, "What's wrong? Mr. Mills doesn't shave for you?"

She silently shook her head.

I said, "Go to the bathroom and bring me a razor, shaving cream, a towel, and a cup of warm water," breaking her out of her stare.

Mrs. Mills went to the bathroom and returned with a new disposable lady's razor, a towel, a can of shaving cream and a bowl of water.

I said, "Give those to me and lose the robe."

She handed everything to me and pulled the robe from her shoulders, letting it drop to the floor, where it fell to her feet.

As she stood in front of me completely nude, I rose from the bed and instructed her, "Sit exactly where I was sitting. Scoot your butt to the edge of the bed and spread your legs."

Now she looked a bit nervous, but she had a twinkle of excitement in her eyes. She sat down with her butt cheeks just barely on the edge of the bed and then spread her legs widely.

I knelt down in front of her wearing just my white t-shirt, dick at full attention and dipped a couple of fingers into the cup of warm water. I rubbed the water over her strip of pubic hair, then picked up the shaving cream and squirted a bunch into the palm of my hand. After foaming it up with my other hand, I gently began to spread it over her landing strip. After applying a liberal amount of cream, I picked up the razor and began to shave her pubes from the top, downwards toward her pussy.

I continued to pass the razor over her pubic hair, occasionally rinsing it in the bowl of water, until she was completely smooth and bare, except for a small patch of hair above her clitoris, and a bit of light hair on the inside of her legs on either side of her pussy lips.

I gently pushed my finger down over her clitoris, covering it, and protecting it from the razor, when she let out an audible gasp of pleasure. I continued shaving the rest of the pubic hair above her pussy until it was gone.

Next, I said, "OK, Gloria. Lie back on the bed and spread your legs apart as far as you can."

Mrs. Mills laid straight back, lifted her knees up and spread her legs completely apart. I squirted more shaving cream into my hand and spread next to her crotch, in between her legs and pussy. Then I gently shaved the entire area while she squirmed with excitement.

Next, I said, "Lift your feet off of the bed and pull them up toward you."

Mrs. Mills raised her legs up and drew them back towards her stomach, as I squirted more shaving cream into my left hand. I began to spread the cream under her cunt. Then, spreading her butt cheeks with my free hand, I slathered more shaving cream into her crack, using the shaving cream as a lubricant, as I gently probing her now exposed anus with my finger, while she squirmed with pleasure.

Holding her butt cheeks apart with my fingers and hand, I picked up the razor and gently shaved below her pussy and down to her tight ass hole, until her entire crotch was smooth and completely hairless.

I picked up the towel and wiped the entire area clean of the shaving cream. Then I began to softly run my finger over her bare skin, softly teasing her clit as I ran my fingers throughout her pelvic area. Mrs. Mills began to moan, dropped her feet back onto the bed, and started to buck her hips upwards as I continued to tease her pussy, before abruptly stopping.

I said, "Turn over on your stomach and get up onto your hands and knees."

Mrs. Mills rolled over, and quickly rose into the doggy-style position, propping herself up with her hands and knees, then jutted her butt back towards me.

I pulled my t-shirt off while climbing onto the bed. I slowly began to slide my cock between her legs when I quickly pulled her ass cheeks apart and probed her tight anus with the tip of my dick.

She gasped, and quietly said, "Please, not there," as I slowly plunged my cock deeper into her extremely tight ass hole. I slowly, and gently pumped my dick into her ass as she gasped.

After several tight, and slightly uncomfortable strokes, I removed my cock from her ass and plunged it into her wet, hot pussy. Her ass grinding into my crotch until I began forcefully pumping my dick into her from behind, increasing the pace, as her ass loudly slapped against my shaved crotch, while she moaned and then screamed in ecstasy.

As I began to orgasm, I stayed inside of her, thrusting hard into her with each shot of cum, and shooting what felt like an endless release of jizz deep into her pussy.

We both collapsed into the bed, where she turned toward me, giving me a deep passionate kiss. Exhausted, we fell deep asleep wrapped around each other for several hours.

Early the next morning while it was still dark, I awoke to the sensation of Mrs. Mills slowly stroking my cock back to life.

Once I was rock hard, she climbed on on top of me. Straddling me, she grabbed my wrists and pushed them over my head, pinning them to the bed. She lowered her pussy down onto my cock and began to fuck me. Having more staying power after my earlier orgasms, we fucked for what seemed like an hour. Slow, and steady at first, then fast and hard as she rode me like a galloping horse, until I shot another load deep into her.

When we awoke, the morning sun was just beginning to peek into the room. Mrs. Mills jumped out of bed and said, "You need to leave now. I need to pick up my kids from their sitters house."

I rose from the bed while Mrs. Mills was in the bathroom. I put my underwear and t-shirt on, then went downstairs to put on the rest of my clothes, which were still lying on the family room floor.

I watched as Mrs. Mills came down the stairs dressed in jeans and a t-shirt. I met her at the bottom of the stairs, where we embarrassed in a deep passionate kiss.

We left the house together, after peaking out to make sure there was no one in the neighborhood out and about at this early hour. Mrs. Mills dropped me off at my car, kissing me again before I exited her vehicle.

I drove home and crawled into bed, sleeping deeply until the afternoon. I awoke with one thought in my head... My next meeting with Mrs. Mills.