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Saturday Mornings

By Bria Gypsy

(M/g, M/F)

“See you between eleven and twelve,” Mandy said coming to Rob for
a parting kiss.

“You’re a tiger for punishment,” her husband said with a grin,
noting her gym attire.

“Healthy body, healthy mind,” Mandy replied with a smile and the
two kissed.

“Not so sure I like the healthy mind,” Rob retorted with a leer.

“You’re incorrigible,” his young wife said with a grin, and
tapped his crotch such that he jumped out of reflex at the sudden
gentle assault.

“Hurry back,” he said with a knowing grin.

“You’ve got no chance,” Mandy laughed, wheeling away from him and
taking her keys from the key rack.

She left the kitchen and soon he heard the front door close. Rob
chomped into his toast and wandered through to the living room.
Standing back from the window, behind the gauze of the net
curtains, he watched her reverse down the drive in her small
Honda and then drive off to her gym date with her friend Carol.
She did this most Saturdays. Not that she needed to work out. She
was lithe and fit from dance. But she argued dance and gym
complemented each other. She’d tried to get him to come with her.
He had gone twice but the whole atmosphere at her gym left him
feeling a bit disconcerted. It was definitely a feminine haven
and some of the women seemed to harbor resentment at any male
intrusion despite it being unisex. There was a rule about no
grunting or extraneous noises from those using weights. Rob
thought it was a phony gym if you couldn’t express yourself under
pressure from pumping iron. And the gear the patrons wore summed
it up.

“All flabby poseurs,” he snorted after he declared he wasn’t
returning.

And so Mandy went alone to meet Carol, and Rob did his own thing.
If Mandy only knew what his ‘own thing’ really was. He turned
when he heard the tap on the glass of the back door. His heart
lept in anticipation. She was here. She couldn’t always get away
each Saturday, but the tapping signaled she could today. Rob
wolfed the last of the toast and cheese he was holding, and wiped
his lips as he headed back to the kitchen. He saw her standing on
the step scanning the yard from where she had arrived from her
house next door. Vigilant to check her parents had not seen her
leave and maybe following; curious as to why she was coming next
door to the Andersons.

“Hey gorgeous,” Rob said in a quiet voice; as if the world might
here his endearment to the teen.

“I saw her go,” Kaitlin said quickly and stepped passed him into
the kitchen. “How long is she away for?”

“Eleven, maybe a little longer,” Rob answered closing and locking
the back door as Kaitlin walked to the middle of the kitchen to
stay away from the windows in case someone had followed.

“I’ve missed you,” Rob said quietly as he walked up to her and
took her arms gently.

“I’ve missed you to,” Kaitlin replied an allowed him to kiss her.

The kiss quickly became passionate and the teen took advantage of
his wearing no more than a bathrobe; knowing he would be naked
underneath. The girl sipped a hand between the belted fold and
found his cock already hard in anticipation.

“M-m-m-m-m,”she moaned into his mouth as they kissed.

“Somebody can’t wait,” she said after breaking the kiss to peer
down as she exposed his naked groin; his cock standing stiff from
the copious bush of pubic hair.

Rob was quite hairy on his legs and lower abdomen which gave him
a look of virility. The teen stroked the cock and gave him an
impish grin before squatting and taking the big mushroom head
into her practiced mouth. Rob placed his hands on her shoulders
and gazed down at the teen as she went to work sucking his cock.
He knew she was well practiced the first time she had done this,
seven months back. As they had continued their illicit
relationship, attempts to find out about her obvious sexual
history had proved fruitless. She would not divulge anything as
to how she was so good at such a young age. Certainly she was too
good to be simply a novice underage girl. And he had learned she
was no virgin either. She was still only fourteen when the sex
had started. Turning fifteen four months back. Built like a grown
woman. She was of medium height with short brown hair and
gorgeous brown eyes with cow-like eyelashes. Facially pretty and
a body most women would envy, if perhaps her breasts were a
little small. But at fifteen she was still developing. She was
going to be a heart-breaker if in fact she wasn’t already. Rob
suspected her past sexual experience included other adult men. If
it were just callow teen boys she had learned her techniques on,
he was sure she wouldn’t have the same need for secrecy as it was
almost the norm. Her rite of passage with like-aged boys was not
that unusual that it needed total secrecy. But if she’d been
sexually active with men, that was something to be very careful
about speaking about given it was highly illegal. In a way Rob
was comforted by her discretion. He was no better than any other
man who had had sex with her; destined for prison if it ever came
out. His curiosity to know her history was tempered by the fact
that if she told him about others, she could tell others about
him.

Kaitlin twirled her tongue around the head of his cock as she
gripped the base of it. Peering up suggestively to gauge his
reaction. She was playing the porn actress. The underage
temptress well aware of her affect on this man.

“Oh God that’s so fucking great,” Rob gasped as she went down on
him as far as she dared.

He knew she was putting on a show of sexual prowess designed to
show him she was in control. He knew it and it suited him just
fine. She was a brilliant fuck.

“Let’s go upstairs,” he gasped.

She looked up as she licked the cock like a lollipop.

“Your bed…the big bed, not the spare room,” she said holding his
gaze.

Rob stiffened a little. He knew what she wanted. To have sex with
him in the marital bed. A subtle way to demonstrate she was as
important to him as Mandy the wife. He masked an obvious grimace
at the suggestion and he helped her stand; turning her towards
the living room and to the stairs. Kaitlin didn’t like Mandy that
much. She thought Mandy was an egotistical bitch who had often
made Kaitlin feel like a kid the few times the two families had
socialized at neighborhood barbecues. That was part of the reason
she had set herself to see how far she could get with Rob.
Payback on his wife for being so snooty with the teen. Even if
Mandy could not know, it made Kaitlin feel good to know she could
have Rob any time. She’d learned much about the weakness of men
where sex was concerned. Rob steered her reluctantly into the
master bedroom. The bed still turned back from where he and Mandy
had crawled out to the new day. Kaitlin walked towards the end of
the big bed and run a hand along it almost in reverence at the
citadel of Rob and Mandy’s intimate life. Rob wasn’t about to
dally. He came up behind her and reached for the zipper at the
back of the faded denim skirt she wore. She turned and grinned as
she felt him undo the zipper and push at the waist of the skirt.
She heard his intake of breath as he saw the tiny black string of
the thong vanish between her gorgeous buttocks. The garment she
had secretly bought and kept hidden from her mother. Washing it
at night in the sink of the bathroom as her parents slept. It was
her pride and joy; her symbol of emancipation as a young woman.
Rob run his hand under her crotch and felt the swell of her labia
in the tiny pouch of the thong. Kaitlin sighed deliberately to
lead him on. She enjoyed this but no need to be passive. She
moved a foot parting her legs a little and stood with her palms
pressed on the bedclothes as he felt her up. His impatience
obvious in the way his hands felt her and Rob quickly pushed the
crotch of the thong to one side. She felt his hand on her
shoulder and she bent forward until her forehead touched the bed
and spread her legs. She felt the urgent nudge of his cock at her
sex and as he wiped the greasy head back and forth she sighed as
the cock engaged her hole. Robe pushed impatiently and Kaitlin
allowed her upper body to lie on the bed so she was bent over.

“Oh fuck yes,” she heard Rob gasp as his cock slid halfway in.

Kaitlin sighed and smiled to herself. She was moist. She really
did like sex and she wanted him. Here on the bed where he slept
with his uppity wife.

“Go deep,” she panted, and bit her bottom lip to avoid from
giggling at how banal her comment sounded.

She was not above egging him on by overstating his effect on her.
Yes she did enjoy sex; even if she had yet to have an orgasm from
it despite being able to get herself off by her own hand. The
power she held over men was the key excitement and she groaned
loudly and smiled as she felt him pushed in so his balls slapped
against her labia. She let out an involuntary grunt as he thudded
into her cervix. She reminded herself to be careful as he was
biggest she’d taken. She didn’t want to get hurt by forgetting
that. He filled her and she felt she could purr like a kitten she
was so pleased about what was happening. Kaitlin grasped at the
bedclothes and laid her face sideways as she surrendered to him.

“Oh fuck yeah…do it,” she sighed.

Only this wasn’t just a performance for Rob’s benefit; she wanted
it.

“You got it baby,” Rob muttered through clenched teeth and
proceeded to fuck the tenth grader vigorously.

Slowing occasionally to watch his cock appear between her
buttocks. To rejoice at how the surrounds of the vaginal opening
sucked at his thick cock now dully coated with a light sheen of
her juices and his precum. Watching the pelvic floor muscle and
her perineum move in and out as he fucked her, such was the grip
of her sex on his cock. He would then speed up until he felt he
would lose it, and so slow again and indulge himself looking at
the junction of their genitals. She was tight yet able to take
him. He fucked her as much with his mind as his cock. Kaitlin was
now groaning in unison to his inward thrusts; often genuinely
reflecting the bumping of his big dick against her juvenile
insides. She had a hand clamped between her teeth as she moaned
and groaned. She really did like this. She could smell the faint
odor of Rob and Mandy on the exposed bed sheet and it excited her
he was fucking her in their bed. Rob was fucking his teen
neighbor; buried deep in her this Saturday morning when his wife
had barely arrived at her gym appointment. Just as he had done
most Saturday mornings while Mandy worked out. This was the main
reason he did not accompany his pretty wife to the gym. So he
could stay home and fuck his neighbor’s amoral daughter.

Rob couldn’t last more than about eight or nine minutes, even
with Mandy. His own quest for gratification defeated all attempts
he made to draw fucking out to a prolonged enjoyment. He felt the
telltale ache of impending release and rather than fight it one
more time, he surrendered. Picking up the pace and vigor. Kaitlin
recognized it and began panting.

“Yes…yes…yes…cum…fill me…fuck…oh fuck yes,” she gasped under her
breath as he became more ragged in his breathing as he strived to
get the most from his released.

He slammed into her hard and she cried out in genuine discomfort
at his roughness, yet she felt wet down there and wanted him this
way. Fifteen years old and groaning and growling like a street
whore putting on a show for the John. Only she enjoyed it
immensely. She gasped and cried out in unison as Rob started to
cum; flooding her young body. Rutting like a pig in mud; his head
thrown back as he gripped her hips and slammed her in a series of
hard shoves as he spurted deep into her womb.

“Oh fuck,” he gasped and fell over her back as she lay on the
bed.

Her legs buckled under his weight as she braced her feet on the
floor to stop from sliding back off the end of the bed. A broad
smile coming over her face and she removed her hand from her
mouth; the imprint of her teeth on the fleshy base of her thumb.
Kaitlin spread her arms out and then slowly run her hands over
the bedclothes as she brought them in and placed them one over
the other and lay her face on them. Lying contented with Rob
still buried hard inside. She could hear his breathing and though
he was heavy, she wanted him to lie over her like this for a
little while at least. She felt contented. He was good. Married
men were the best. No more horny little boys with lightning
release. She had learned to enjoy men. And this one was available
almost every Saturday she could slip away from her indifferent
parents.

***

“That guy in the yellow tank top was eying you,” Carol; said
quietly to Mandy as the two warmed down with stretching.

“He’s a narcissist,” Mandy scoffed stretching her body along her
leg braced on the bench.

“He wants to do it with you,” Carol whispered, teasing her
younger friend.

“They all want to do it with any woman,” Mandy snorted
derisively; yet she was secretly a little excited Carol had
mentioned the guy’s interest.

She had noticed him a few weeks back. He had glanced over
frequently most days since and Mandy did wonder who he was and
what he did. Not that she had any intention of letting her guard
down. These gyms were notorious for men cruising for women, or
men for that matter. She was happily married thank you very much.
Maybe Carol could contemplate an affair. After all she’d been
married eight or nine years with two little kids. Maybe she was
stale in her married life and was sharing a thrill through Mandy,
knowing the handsome guy obviously had an eye for the younger
woman. No, Mandy was perfectly content with her Rob. He was a
great guy who she loved deeply. And they had a great buoyant sex
life such that she did not ever consider how either of them would
ever stray. She trusted him implicitly and she would be forever
faithful.

***

“Rob…get up…you’re heavy,” Kaitlin said pushing back at the prone
Rob lying half over her back.

He wearily pushed himself up and rolled half on his side facing
her. She smiled sweetly at him and touched his face gently.

“That was fantastic,” she said to stroke his ego.

“It was,” he said with a goofy grin. “You’re the best.”

‘Better than her?’ Kaitlin wanted to say; but knew if she said it
out loud she would surely piss him off.

“Let’s get into bed,” she suggested and pushed herself up to
stand; naked at the waist.

Rob glanced at her bare shaven sex, and caught a glimpse of the
metal stud in her navel below the skimpy polo shirt she wore.
Christ she was gorgeous. Young and nubile. Young…that what was
what had attracted him the very first time he saw her. Nubile
jail bait and he hadn’t been able to resist her subtle overture.
He sat up and felt uncomfortable she wanted to actually get under
the covers. But she made a show of discarding her polo top and
taking off her bra so he said nothing. Her nipples stuck out firm
on her small but perfect breasts and any thought he would
dissuade her from breaching the sanctity of his marital bed with
Mandy vanished; and he shucked his bathrobe and climbed in beside
her. It had barely gone nine-forty. Mandy had been gone less than
forty minutes and he’d fucked the neighbor’s daughter in their
bed. They cuddled in to each other and with a feeling he was
betraying Mandy even more so now they were in their bed, Rob
allowed himself to drift off into a post-sex doze. The girl
snuggled into him holding his cock lightly in a hand as if it was
a comforter. They would lay this way to just after ten o’clock
when Kaitlin lifted her head to peer over Rob at the bedside
clock-radio. Noting he had said Mandy would be back sometime
about eleven, she roused him by slipping her head under the
blankets and sucked his cock. He woke to the delicious feel of
the warm mouth and nagging hand on his cock which rapidly became
hard. For a brief moment he thought it was Mandy’s expert hand
and mouth but his consciousness caught up with the preceding hour
or so and he smiled knowing it was his foxy teenage neighbor. He
pushed the blankets back and lay watching her work his cock with
her mouth and hand. She twisted around so he could watch her in
profile; the girl knowing men were narcissistic enough to enjoy
watching the woman serve their cocks. Rob finally eased her off
and with a sly grin, rolled her on her back and into the middle
of the bed. He went down on her. Ignoring the fact her teen cunt
was filled with his previous load and she was somewhat funky.

“Oh fuck yes,” Kaitlin hissed through her teeth and wrapped her
hands around his head.

Rob ate her for about five or six minutes; wringing genuine
praise from the girl. She was familiar with herself using her own
fingers but of all the sex-play she had learned, oral sex was her
favorite. Rob was the only one to do this to her and she loved
it. Welcomed it every time they were together. She liked the fact
he did not have an issue with putting his mouth there even after
plugging her good earlier. She lay back with a broad smile on her
face and enjoyed his tongue and mouth. But as always, as his
fingers worked inside her he eventually wanted to fuck her. He
raised himself up kneeling between her legs and took each leg and
lifted them; pushing them up and back so her knees came in under
her armpits. Her buttocks lifted up off the bed and the broad
swell of her vulva stretched taught by her position. With little
ceremony, Rob maneuvered over her and nudged his cock down to the
slightly dilated vaginal opening. Working the cock-head so it
engaged the tight ring of the opening, he held her gaze as he
slowly penetrated her. A sense of triumph on his face as he went
deep and she rolled her head back and groaned. She was trapped
under him and he reared up and began to plow her
unceremoniously like some cheap street whore. Kaitlin did not
enjoy this position as much as him taking her bent over the bed
earlier. There was something cruel about his expression as if he
was meting out punishment. Rob fucked her vigorously. He didn’t
last long as the tightness of her cunt and the feeling of
dominance and power he had caused him to lose focus on drawing
the fuck out. He lost it and scrambled to climb over her and
gripping her shoulders so he had her doubled up, he plouwed her
hard and came; crying out and gasping close to her ear as she
grimaced at the onslaught. All the while Kaitlin gripped his
shoulders as he served her hard. This was her least favorite type
of fuck. But nevertheless the overall experience of being here
with him outweighed this act of usury. She bore it stoically and
even sighed and kissed his head lightly as a ‘well done’ gesture
when he finished emptying himself deep inside of her.

***

“Miss me,” Mandy said bending over him and holding his shoulders
as she kissed the top of his head as he sat at the computer.

“Every minute you were gone,” he said without looking up from
what he was doing.

Mandy felt a pang of disappointment. The gym often left her
flushed and a little horny and she would welcome a little roll on
the bed. But as usual, he was busy doing something on the
computer.

“I’m going to hit the shower babe,” she said bending close to his
ear.

He knew what she was implying. She wanted him to join her. But he
was still spent from the fucking he had with Kaitlin.

“OK babe,” he mumbled and she realized she hadn’t tempted him.

Mandy stood up and left the spare room. Rob glanced at the half
open door she had disappeared through and leaned his head wearily
on his hand; his elbow propped on the desk. He was such a fucking
dick. His gorgeous wife wanted to fuck and he wouldn’t because he
was tired from fucking his neighbor’s teen daughter. What sort of
an asshole did that make him? Wearily he got up from the computer
and walked to the bathroom. Mandy had shucked her gym gear and
was standing at the shower door testing the water temperature
with her hand.

“Room for two,” Rob said and nuzzled her ear as he held her from
behind.

“Plenty of room for two,” Mandy said in a husky voice, reaching
back to fondle his cock through his jeans.

He fucked her as she bent forward with her hand braced against
the shower box wall while he held one of her legs up and stood
rutting into her. Miraculously he had got pretty damn hard
despite the earlier efforts with Kaitlin. Mandy hissed and moaned
through her teeth as she braced their weight with the one hand on
the wall while fingering her sex with the other. She could have
clitoral orgasm not vaginal ones. She often used her own hand
while he filled her. He had no issue with it. In fact her
touching herself excited him so it was a common part of
lovemaking where she often stimulated herself. They fucked this
way for some time with the water cascading over their bodies.
Given he had cum twice earlier that morning, he knew he could go
much longer than a normal first fuck. Mandy appreciated it and
they went at it a full twenty minutes. Mandy almost losing her
balance when the first orgasm crept up on her.  Finally she lost
her grip in a giggling release as the second orgasm drained the
power from her legs and the two collapsed giggling onto the
shower floor. Rob taking his wife’s head in hand and spraying his
cum over her face; the blond eagerly searching for the semen as
she poked her tongue out in expectation. The semen sprayed
everywhere but her mouth. Giggling together they struggled to
their feet and let the water sluice the residue of semen from
their bodies. Rob left the shower as Mandy bowed her legs and
splashed water up over her reddened sex. She thought briefly of
the guy at the gym.

“No chance,” she muttered to herself as she sluiced herself
clean.

***

Kaitlin sat perched on the side of the bath with the door
securely locked. She gently swabbed her sex as she sat perched
with her legs askew. Her mother was irritable when she had
returned; reminding the teen they were late to visit their
friends the McAllisters and she needed to hurry up. There wasn’t
time for a shower. Besides she showered when she got up. A second
shower that morning would look peculiar. She smiled to herself.
If her parents only knew. They couldn’t know…ever! But she had
had both Jeremy McAllister, the twenty-three year old son, and
Herb McAllister the father who was her father’s age. Jeremy was
first, although he was not her first. That honor went to the
spotty brother of one of her middle school friends. In fact there
had been two impatient teen boys before the sophistication of
college man Jeremy McAllister. He had taught her most of what she
knew those times she was left over night at the McAllister’s when
her mother and father went out for extended social engagements.
It became such that Jeremy looked forward to Kaitlin staying.
Taking the willing girl from the guest room and plowing the teen
all night behind the locked door of his bedroom. He was smart
enough to use condoms, realizing she was well through puberty.
Then he moved away with his girlfriend and Kaitlin was devastated
as she felt he loved her, but clearly didn’t. Then she learned
Herb McAllister was wise to what his son was doing and made a
pass at the girl one night she came to stay over when her parents
were to go out of town for a conference. She’d decided young men
were better than teen boys and Jeremy was an excellent lover. But
succumbing to Herb, she found the father was even better. He had
had a vasectomy after Jeremy was born. He flooded her with
reckless abandon and she loved the sensation of being filled by
him. So it went from the age thirteen to nearly fifteen when Herb
had a series of mild heart attacks. The relationship stopped as
it was deemed he needed rest and having house guests was not a
good idea. Nobody knowing how bad an idea it might be if she did
stay and Herb tried to continue the sex with her. It might finish
him. By then Rob and Mandy Anderson had moved in next door and
she had set her sights on Rob at the welcoming barbecue for the
young couple. It took all of two social events for her to get him
inside her bedroom with the family and guests downstairs as she
effectively seduced the young neighbor to kiss and fondle her. It
was easy from there. And Saturdays were almost a must once Mandy
started to go to gym at the weekends. Kaitlin had heard of a
Korean doctor who prescribed birth control pills, no questions
asked. She’d been on the pill since before she was fifteen.

“Kaitlin hurry up!” her mother called through the door from the
hall. “We’re late as it is.”

“Coming,” Kaitlin replied and then smirked at the fact she was
touching her bare tender sex and the double meaning of the word
coming.

She hadn’t cum that morning but sitting here like this she knew
she could if she set her mind to it. Pleasuring herself with her
own hand and fingers was something she practiced often now.

Kaitlin’s mother stalked away from the bathroom door, exasperated
by her daughter’s tardiness. There were times she thought their
decision to have a late-in-life baby was a bad one. Now that she
and her husband were in their early sixties, having another teen
daughter seemed a trial sometimes. They should have stopped with
the older Grace, their second child after Ben their son. Both Ben
and Grace were married and living out of state. Ben and his wife
Vonnie making her and husband Ed grandparents.

Kaitlin dressed quickly, realizing it was foolish to push her
mother too far. She didn’t want an inquisition as to why she was
so late. Her mother hadn’t missed her from the house when she was
next door with Rob Anderson. It was wise not to get her mother to
start wondering why she was so late. She might realize she hadn’t
seen the girl in the house and wonder where she was. As she
hurried to the car her mother stood and held the door.

“Where’s your earrings?” her mother barked noting the bare
earlobe.

Kaitlin’s hand went to the ears and discovered what her mother
was referring to. They earrings had been a present for her
fifteenth birthday.

“I…I don’t know,” she stammered, pissed one diamond stud earring
was missing.

“Well you darn well look for it when we get back,” he mother
snapped and closed the door after her. “They’re not just cheap
Macy’s crap,” she snorted as she buckled into her seat.

***

Out of the shower and in the bedroom Mandy Anderson wandered
around as she slowly dressed and frowned noting Rob hadn’t made
the bed as he usually did. Walking up to the side to reach for
the duvet and pull it up smooth something caught her eye on the
floor. She stooped and picked up a small diamond stud earring.
She held it in her hand quizzically and stared at it noting how
clear and bright the diamond was. It was not a cheap one. It
wasn’t hers. Whose was it? Mandy looked at the open doorway to
the hall knowing Rob was in the spare room doubling as a computer
room.

“Rob,” she called, a question in her tone, as she walked towards
the door holding the earring in her hand before her.


Bria Gypsy

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