Rob and Macy

Rob and Macy - A Christmas to Remember

Disclaimer: This a work of fiction. Everyone is over 18.

"Oh, that's it, baby. You feel so good. So deep. Fuck me with your big cock, Rob." were the sounds emanating from the gorgeous brunette.

"You feel do good wrapped around my cock. How do you like that? Nice and deep. You want it slow, baby, or do you want it hard and fast?" said the 58 year old man giving her 10 inches of cock.

"Hard and fast, baby. You know how I like it. Fuck me hard baby." was her reply. And so he did with one brief stop to kiss her lips and suck her beautiful tits, he grabbed her ass and lifted it higher so he could pile drive her. She wrapped her gloriously long legs around his trim waist and pulled him deeper. "Just like that, baby. Give me that hard cock. Deeper. Harder." she exhorted him on.

He took the time to look down at the beautiful creature below him. Her gorgeous chestnut hair, emerald green eyes, long neck, beautiful C cups tits with large areolae, her dark skin, and her waxed pussy. She was long, lean, muscular, and sexy. You could tell she worked hard to keep herself in top physical shape. When she walked into a room, everyone turned to look, male and female alike. She had a presence about her that exuded elegance and grace.

The 58 year old stud was not your typical "old man" either. He was a few inches over 6 feet tall, about 210 pounds, and built like a construction worker, although he hadn't done construction since his college years. He was Robert Ellsworth. He had become used to the finest things in life, including the escort that was taking his cock. He had gotten his girlfriend, Macy, pregnant on their first date at senior prom about a month before the two 18 year olds were to graduate. He has no idea why Macy ever said yes to going with him to the prom. � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � Everyone thought she was untouchable. She was the high school prom queen, homecoming queen, class President. you get the picture. She was girl that everyone hated but wanted to be around and all the guys drooled over. Long, lean, killer body. Dark features, tanned skin, green eyes, and a body that was made for Playboy. So when Rob asked her to the prom, he was surprised she said yes. He was even more surprised to find out that she was a virgin. Later in the evening he took her virginity in the back seat of his Mom's car. He never thought he would get this far, so protection wasn't even considered. They became a pair at school and a month later, Macy missed her period.

A "shotgun" wedding happened rapidly. Both of them had plans for after graduation which now seemed to be lost. In the mid 1980's, construction was booming in the Tampa Bay area, so Rob took a job in construction and went to school full time at night. They had their good times, and their rough times. Sometimes paychecks were short, sometimes tempers were short, but they stuck together. Once Rob, Jr., or Robbie as he was known, was a few months old, Macy went to work as well, but didn't have time for an education. Rob did well in school and graduated well ahead of schedule at the top of his class in economics.

Post graduation, he took a job with a large investment company. It paid well, and allowed for Macy to stop working and since Robbie was now old enough for babysitters, she pursued her degree in interior design. Rob was making good money, but really wasn't happy. With Macy's blessing, he started his own firm. He managed to hijack some of his better clients and brought them with him to his new company. Things were hard to start with. Macy helped act as his secretary until he got his footing. The extra time together did them some good. They had hot steamy sex regularly, sometimes on his desk or couch in his office. Sometimes he would crawl under her desk and eat her out while she tried to talk to clients on the phone, other times she would repay the favor by blowing him as he was on the phone with a client. Things started going along so well, that eventually Rob started hiring staff members and Macy went back to free lance designing.

It was several months later when Macy had a suspicion that something wasn't right with her husband. Their lovemaking hadn't slowed down in the frequency but it was significantly less passionate and ferocious. Macy had the day off and wanted to go to lunch with her hubby, actually she wanted a quick noon time fuck. When she walked in, she noticed the secretary's desk was unattended. Not unusual as it was lunch time. What was unusual was finding her husband balls deep in the little girls pussy on his desk. The same desk she used to lay on at lunch for him. Rob looked like the proverbial deer in the headlights. The little nymph under him didn't see Macy at first but when she did, she pushed back and tried to hide. "No use in hiding it now honey. We've already seen all there is to see. As for you, mister, don't give me any "But, honey's". You and I will talk when you get home." With that she turned and left.

Rob couldn't think the rest of the day. He ran the scene back in his head over and over and couldn't figure out why his wife didn't come unglued. He feared for the worst as he went to his liquor cabinet and poured himself a tall bourbon. He looked at Wendy, his secretary, and offered her one too. "What are you going to do now, Rob? Am I going to get fired for this?" she asked.

"I have no idea what's going to happen." he responded as he kissed her on the forehead. He had fucked the little nymph several times, always in the office. There was no love, it was just animalistic sex. No feelings other than carnal pleasure they gave each other. "What have I done? That goddess stood by me through thick and thin and I'm throwing it all away for a 20 something hottie." he thought silently. "Wendy, why don't you get dressed and take the rest of the day off. I'll have to sort this all out tonight, but I'll do my best to keep your job here or all least find you something else." he said as he chugged the last of the burning whiskey. Wendy got dressed and headed out the door. No kissing, no hugging, none of that. Not even an "I'll see you tomorrow Mr. Ellsworth." as the future was too uncertain.

When Rob got home, Macy was waiting in the living room for him with Robbie pushing a train around on the floor. Realty set in again as he looked at what he stood to lose with that stupid tryst. He sat down and his son crawled up in his lap and gave him a big hug. "Why don't you go play in your room, son?" he asked Robbie jumped down.

"Okay dad. I love you." he said as he headed down the hallway.

"Don't say a word Robert Ellsworth until I am finished." his wife said intently. "Not one fucking word." He only nodded. "I'm not going to ask you, how could you, because I don't care. The only thing I am going to tell you is that the affair has ended. How dumb are you? Have you never heard the saying, 'You don't shit where you eat?'. That means you shouldn't be fucking around that close to where the money is made. I'm not going to divorce you or threaten you in any way. We have worked too hard over the past few years to have the life we have now and I'm not giving it up. I'm not an idiot so don't tell me it won't happen again, just make sure it doesn't happen with her or anyone from work again. Understand?" Rob nodded and started to say something but was cut off. "I'm not through yet! I know Wendy does a hell of a job for you so you can keep her on payroll, just working for someone else. If I get the suspicion that anything is going on with you and one of you clients or one of your coworkers, then I will make it my business to take everything you have. Do us both a really big favor, if you are not getting enough pussy from home and you need to find some outside the marriage, at least seek a professional. Any questions?"

Rob sat there for a minute and digested what he had just heard. "Are you saying it's okay if I fool around but just to make sure it's with a hooker? You telling me to start fucking hookers?" he asked.

"Not exactly. Hookers are kind of gross and who knows what disease you will get. Use an escort service. These girls are more elegant and glamorous than street walkers. But you must use a condom with them. Don't bring anything home to me." With that she handed him a business card. Elegant Services was the name in gold lettering on the black card made of high end card stock. "The next time you have to go out of town, call them. They have offices all over the southeast. You need a PIN which I've already set up for you. It is 12479. You will need to call them and discuss your preferences. They are expensive so make sure to use your time wisely."

He couldn't believe what has just transpired. He was all set to pack his bags, kiss his kid, and head for the hotel. But here was his wife telling him it was okay if he fucked around, but he had to use pros. "Wait, what about you?" he asked. "Does this mean you will be making love to someone else?" he asked.

Macy answered, "I have no plans, at this time, to seek the companionship nor a quick fuck from anyone else. But, there may come a time when I do decide to take a lover and I will be discreet. Will that be a problem?"

Rob didn't know what to say. No, he didn't want anyone else sleeping with his goddess, but what right did he have to refuse her. He realized how much it would hurt him if she did take a lover, but he had no option. He shook his head and said weakly, "I'm sorry, honey. I fucked up." He looked up at his wife and added, "How did I get so lucky?"

Time went by. Rob never fucked anyone associated with his company. His son turned 18 and was dating a super sexy 18 year old. Short, blonde hair, blue eyed cheerleader body with thick muscular thighs and ass with small tits. Robbie was a good looking kid with a good head on his shoulders, but Rob thought his son was a little out of his league with this hottie. As it turns out, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. Robbie and Linda sat Rob and Macy down and announced that she was pregnant and they were getting married. Needless to say the parents were shocked but since they had been through the exact thing at their age, they didn't try to talk them out of anything. Instead they offered to support them however they could. After they were married, they lived with Rob and Macy for a few months until they graduated and Robbie got a few paychecks under his belt.

That was 22 years ago. Robbie and Linda named their daughter Mary. Mary looked a lot like her grandmother growing up. As a teen she was long and lanky but when puberty hit, things started to change and by the time she was 18, she was sexy enough to pose in a few fitness model magazines. Robbie and Linda made sure that Mary broke the family habit of early pregnancies and started her on birth control the day she turned 18.

Mary earned a full academic scholarship to a university about two hours from the family home in Tampa. Her first year, she came home often but as the years went along she didn't come home that often. She said she was too busy with school, but her parents had their concerns. Rob stopped by to visit her unannounced one afternoon when he was in town for a convention. As he arrived at her apartment, Mary was leaving. Rob was a little shocked at the way she was dressed. She didn't look like a hooker, but the sex appeal was oozing out of her wardrobe. He didn't say anything to anyone in the family about what he had seen. After all, he really only saw her all dressed up. She was a college girl that was dressed up for a date but she had a small suitcase with her. Maybe a weekend at a girlfriend or boyfriends house.

All this time, Rob had become a frequent enough customer to the escort service that he had built up quite a reputation with the girls from the service. He had a reputation for being generous with the girls, and sometimes he didn't even have sex with them. He just needed some arm candy for an event or just someone to spend some time talking. He didn't care for the girls in New York and LA offices. Some thought that he should feel privileged to be in their presence, others acted like he was going to be their meal ticket. No, he preferred the girls from the southern offices, Charlotte, Atlanta, Jacksonville, Tampa, Orlando, and Miami.

This weekend, before his trip to Orlando he made the call to the escort service.

"Member number, please." said the voice on the other end of the line.

Rob said, "12479."

"Ah, yes. Mr. Ellsworth. How can we be of service to you?" asked the sultry voice on the phone.

"Well, this weekend I have a special request."

"African-American like last month, sir? Or maybe a spicy little Latina number? You know both ladies would love to spend some time with you."

"No, this weekend I would like to have an elegant lady. A tall girl with an athletic build. Tanned and lean. Make sure she looks good in an evening gown. I will be supplying the evening gown, as usual."

"Very well, sir. Is there anything else sir?"

"Yes, since it is a long weekend, can we arrange for her to be available the whole weekend. Make sure she brings some casual clothes as well. I will arrive Friday at about 7:30 and would like her to stay through Monday after lunch."

"Yes, sir. Give me a moment to check availability. I have a couple of ladies in mind. Ah, yes, Marty! Marty would be perfect. She's available for the long weekend and she's gorgeous. I'm sure you will be happy with her sir."

"I'm sure I will, as well. You never fail my requests."

"Very well, sir. Where should we have Marty meet you?"

"I'll be at the Ambassador downtown. Suite 305 I'm registered as Larry Boone. If you could have her arrive at 8:00 we could get to spend sometime getting to know each other before heading out to dinner."

"Yes sir. I've just sent her the message and she has responded that she will meet you at the agreed time and place. Is there anything else, sir?"

"No. Thank you."

Rob arrived around 7:00 and checked in. In his room, he unpacked and showered and shaved. He sat in the oversized chair wrapped in his towel sipping a good bourbon. He threw on his silk boxers and did a few pushups. That was his habit. He didn't want his 58 year old body to look like all of his buddies. No, he worked hard in the gym and it showed. He was well developed and still had a bit of a 4 pack, even at his age. When he was done, he sat back and had a few more sips of his drink.

There was a soft knock on the door. He grabbed the robe and looked through the peep hole. All he could see was the top of the young ladies head and her small luggage behind her. "Mr. Boone, I'm Marty. The agency sent me."

He opened the door and stepped back to let his date in. When she was fully inside he told her she should use the dressing room to hang up anything she needed. As she passed him, he thought she looked a little familiar but really wasn't sure because he hadn't seen her face yet.

"Would you car for a drink?" he asked while she was in the dressing room.

"Bourbon, straight." was her reply. Damn, he thought, I've hit the jackpot with this one. He turned to pour her drink and to freshen his. "You know you are the first weekend client I've had. I was a little nervous, but the other girls at the agency speak so highly of you, I thought, What the hell."

"Oh, and what do the girls say about me?"

"Oh, you know, you're nice, generous, fun to be around. You know, that kind of stuff"

"Is that all they say about me?"

"Well, no. They say that you have a really nice cock and know how to use it over and over."

The girl exited the dressing room just as Rob turned around.

"Grandpa. What the... What are you doing here?" she gasped.

"I should ask you the same thing. How long have you been doing this?" Rob asked.

"Only a few months, since I graduated college. I was looking for work when my roommate told me about this. Does Grandma know that you are here with me?"

"No Macy doesn't know I am with you, but she does know I'm with an escort. It was her idea a long time ago and a story that will take too long to tell."

"What are we gonna do?" Mary asked.

"Well, I paid for the whole weekend, so I'm gonna spend some time with my granddaughter, it appears."

Mary laughed and took a sip of the bourbon. "Good shit." she said with a smile.

Rob couldn't help but check her out. Sex appeal seeped out every pore in her body. They sat on the sofa and chatted. "You know, Grandpa, I don't sleep with all my clients. Only a select few. I'm not a whore."

"Okay, what say that we quit with the Grandpa crap. This weekend, I'm Rob. Okay? You want another drink?" Rob asked as he got up to get her glass. His robe fell open and Mary had time to admire his body. Toned, tanned, well-developed muscles, just a touch of silver in his chest hair that matched the silver in his temples. "Damn, he's kinda hot." she thought. Shit, must be the liqour.

"Whadd'ya say you get dressed in something casual and I'll finish getting dressed and we head out for dinner. We have reservations at the new seafood restaurant. I've heard it's pretty good." Rob directed.

Rob went into the bathroom and got dressed in his black slacks, blue shirt, and sports coat. There was a make up station in the dressing room so Mary ducked in to touch up her makeup and change clothes. When she came out, Rob's breath was taken away. He felt like he was transported back in time and was looking at his wife at the same age. "Oh, my God!" he exclaimed. "Mary, I always thought you were pretty, but you take my breath away. You are truly gorgeous." Mary blushed and did a little turn. When she did, he could see the slit in her skirt went all the way to her hip. He couldn't tell if she were wearing panties or not. He felt himself getting hard.

"Thanks, Gran...um, Rob. You look pretty damned fine yourself." She stepped in to give him a kiss on the cheek, but his cologne hit her nostrils and she instantly turned her head and kissed him on the mouth instead. For his part, Rob reached around her and pulled her to him. He felt her breast press against him and his cock started to strain against his trousers again. He pulled his head back and looked down into the same emerald green eyes of his wife. He couldn't resist and leaned in for another kiss. This one was a little longer and their mouths opened a little. "Um, we'd better get going before they give our table away." Rob said as he stepped back again.

They headed down stairs arm in arm. As they entered the elevator, Rob couldn't help but admire the young lady's magnificent ass. They continued arm in arm through the lobby. As they reached the waiting car, Rob was treated to a good look at the long, lean, tanned legs of his sexy granddaughter. She caught him checking her out, but only smiled back at him. Dinner was fabulous. They talked about everything and the conversation never lagged. There was some touching but nothing that would be out of character for either of them. After dinner they went to a small jazz club just down the street. The night air was fresh and clean that September evening. They walked arm in arm with Mary's head on her shoulder. They had a couple more bourbons at the club and danced a few songs. As hard as he tried to resist, Rob couldn't help but to get an erection as the sexy creature gyrated with him. Embarrassed, he looked down at her and said, "Sorry."

"Rob," she said, "Yours is not the first hard cock I've had rub against my leg. Besides, I take it as a badge of honor that I can turn a good looking man on." She pulled him down for a more passionate kiss. He used his left hand to pull her chest to him while his right slipped down to gracefully touch her bottom, but he was still unsure if she was wearing panties or not. He wanted to be discreet, because this was an upscale place, not some teen aged disco where bumping and grinding went on continuously. He let his hand return to its position on he lower back, but kept her pulled tightly to his chest. After a couple of songs, they returned to the table.