Mustang Jenn

The solid black Mustang convertible in the driveway caught my eye before anything else. "This is the place," I thought. I've seen the car hundreds of times when it picked up Sharon, one of Tammy's many friends. Most of the time, Sharon's Mom, Jenn, did the driving, but I never got a good look at her. From what I could see she had long brown hair framing a very attractive face about 49 years old. With Linda, my wife of nine years, always near by all I ever managed was the occasional wave.

Sharon's Dad was completely different, overweight and balding with a pair of wire rim trifocals perched on a bulbous nose. From what Sharon had mentioned through out the summer he never smiled and had a lot of health problems, not to mention never being home much due to work.

Sharon was 19, trim, sexy, very honest and open. Occasionally I would get ht impression she was flirting with me and if it wasn't for her age I might have responded in kind. Tammy had even mentioned to Linda that Sharon would like to have a three way with me and Jenn anytime. It crossed my mind a lot during some rather happy daydreams, but she was too young.

Even as I got out of the car and walked to the solid oak door, remembering some of the more erotic dreams, I could feel the stiffness in my khaki shorts. I stopped in front of the door and closed my eyes, trying to think of anything that would ease my erection before ringing the bell. My duty here was not to have sex, but to pick up Tammy from a party that was still in progress in the back pool.

As I stood there with my eyes closed, breathing softly, the door opened and an angelic voice said, "Hi Nate, the parties still going strong, I'd give it another hour."

I must have jumped a little as I opened my eyes, because she continued in the soft lilting voice, "I didn't mean to startle you. I was on the treadmill upstairs when I saw you pull in the drive way."

"No," I quickly replied, "I was shocked by your beauty!" I was always a quick thinker, but the concentration I had been using to ease my erection was quickly fading away. Across her forehead was a red terry cloth headband, drenched in sweat along with the hair it covered. A damp tan sports bar that didn't do much to conceal the hard nipples covered her ample breasts. It was very tempting to stare at the nipples as they tried to push a whole in the fabric. Her midriff was bare and very well toned. She also wore a tight neoprene pair of shorts that would have shown a panty line if she was wearing any. She smiled a little, and even blushed when she noticed where my eyes kept traveling.

"Come on in and wait, I'll get you a drink. You like beer, wine, or the hard stuff?" As I walked through the door I wondered if she noticed the protrusion in my shorts, but answered, "I'll have a rum and coke."

"Oh good, I need a stiff one myself." She replied with a thin smile as she walked past me and I caught her intoxicating scent.

I thought about offering her my stiff one, but with the party outside, I thought better of it. I followed behind her, watching the trickle of sweat travel down her back bone underneath the waist of her shorts. This wasn't doing anything to help ease the growth between my legs.

I took a seat at one of the bar stools lined up at the counter in the huge kitchen as she fluidly grabbed the ingredients for our drinks. She stood in front of me as she mixed them, the occasional small talk flowing from her perfect mouth and those dam nipples still wanting to escape.

"So, Sharon tells me you're a driver" she asked as she took a seat beside me and inhaled a large quantity of her drink.

I tuned to face as I breathed in her scent again, trying to keep my eyes glued to her beautiful brown ones. "Yeah, it pays the bills and keeps me out of trouble."

"I doubt that," she smiled. "You the only one picking up your kid, the rest are staying over." I had heard that Joe, her husband, hated these parties because of the noise. "This must be driving Joe up a wall."

"Oh, he's out of town this weekend."

"I know what you mean, my wife is visiting a sick friend in Chicago her self." I replied as my eyes drifted back to her dreamy brown ones. They lighted up again as she said, "Joe's excuse was the same."

I noticed then that her glass was empty, compared to mine which was still half full.

As we heard the music room the pool party her hand grabbed my wrist and she pulled me out of my chair, "I love this song!"

Before I could stop her, not that I wanted to, I was in the middle of the kitchen floor and we were dancing slowly, our bodies about six inches apart and our eyes locked into each others. The more we danced, the closer we got and it wasn't long before I could feel my erection pressing against her damp shorts. As I glanced down at her perfect lips, I almost met them with mine before her arms dropped to the floor and she stepped back.

She must have heard the footsteps on the deck before I did, less then a second later Sharon came in the back door, "I need another 2-liter...Oh hi Nate!" She smiled as she saw me and I tried to turn away so she wouldn't notice the bulge in my shorts, but her eyes were drawn to it anyway. She only smiled as she grabbed another pop off the table and disappeared through the door.

I heard Jenn exhale beside me and say, "Now, where were we?" "Dancing I believe." "Ah...that's right" she pulled me to her, any closer and I would have been inside her -- which I wanted anyway -- and our lips met. The kiss made me even harder and I heard a sigh escape from hers before she pulled away.

"Follow me," she whispered as she turned and headed to the stairs leading to the upper level of the house. The master bedroom was huge with a four poster bed covered in fresh linen. She closed and locked the door behind us and was in my arms again, her hands undoing my shorts as mine pealed the shorts from her body.

She kneeled before and took my cock into her mouth, using her tongue to caress it as her head bobbed back and forth. It didn't take me long to cum inside her warm mouth and she managed to swallow every drop, licking my still swollen rod clean.

She stood up, removing her top to release the breasts, and didn't say a word as she lay on the bed spread eagle, her shaven mound calling to me.

Pealing off my t-shirt, I came to her, my lips kissing her legs as I slowly moved up her body, my hands touching her smooth skin softly as I reached her inner thighs. Her pussy was already dripping with her juices as my tongue caressed her clit, licking her as she thrust her hips into the air.

It didn't take long for me to get hard again, just a few seconds as my fingers pushed into her pussy, making her gasp.

"Oh god...take me!" she screamed, as her hands tried to pull me up her body. The music outside drowned out her cries of passion as I resisted, waiting for the right time.

With two of my fingers moving inside her I kneeled between her legs, watching her body heave with excitement as her eyes met mine.

I didn't wait any longer, and slowly my lips moved up her toned stomach to her ample breasts, taking the time to lick and bite her nipples along the way.

My cock easily entered her, moving in all the way slowly and almost pulling all the way out as it teased her cunt. Our rhythm picked up as her hands went to the head board and she thrust her body into mine, causing me to go deeper as she commented on the hardness of my cock.

As her breathing got heavier I picked up speed, pushing into her faster and harder each time until she screamed, almost louder then the music, and I felt her throbbing against me. I knew she came, her lips when they met mine were softer and the taste of her kisses seemed different, but I kept going.

With me still inside her, my legs pushed hers together, making her tighter then I thought possible as I continued pumping.

I rose up on my arms as I felt myself explode inside her while her body shook.

When we stopped trembling, we kissed, tenderly and for a long time as we held each other for another ten minutes.

It would have been longer but the music from the party stopped and we had to get dressed.

Five minutes later we were downstairs, dressed and having another drink when the army of kids walked in the back door, Sharon and Tammy with them.

I saw what I thought was a knowing look pass between mother and daughter for a fleeting second.

As I pulled out the drive way, the two of them stood on the door step talking in low voices and smiling. The thoughts of a threesome again entered my mind, but this time my wife was replaced by Jenn.