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I spent Sunday, off and on anyway, thinking about Kiley and Carolynn. A fair part of that thought was about how lucky I was that things turned out the way they did. Hindsight being twenty-twenty, I knew Saturday was a stupid play, and I was extremely lucky that things went my way. So, of course, since things did go my way, I was now looking forward to next Saturday. Kiley had already texted me about how thrilled she was over yesterday and that she’d already put the plug in. She wanted to be “as ready as possible for Goliath in six days.” Good lord, what a girl-woman, or woman-girl, she was. Then there was Carolynn, Kiley’s mother, the woman that Kiley told me “…has the hots…” for me. Apparently, the apple didn’t fall far from the tree when it came to Kiley and Carolynn. Who was I to complain? Why would I complain? Especially after Kiley told me she “…wouldn’t be upset…” if I was to get with Mom. Her meaning was clear as a bell’s peal. What a pair! Now I regretted not pushing for more details, but I’d brushed it off at the time to satisfy more immediate desire. Anyway, in light of the preceding, I knew what one of my first calls was going to be Monday morning. ~~~oo0oo~~~ “Good Morning. Reilly and Reilly Realty. How may I direct your call?” “Carolynn Weatherington please,“ I said. “She’s not in the office right now. I can give you her voice mail. She’s very good at returning her calls promptly.” “Thanks, that’s perfect.” In a few seconds, a Scarlett Johansson-type voice said, “You’ve reached Carolynn Weatherington. I’m very sorry I missed your call. Please leave your name and number. I’ll return your call just as soon as possible. I look forward to speaking with you!” Her voice was aphrodisiacal. I imagined her naked, caressing her cooch, talking only to me, it was my private voice mail message. I replied, “Ah, hi Carolynn… This is Lucas Williams. You may remember me. We’ve, um, met a few times when I picked up Kiley for babysitting. I’m thinking of selling my house and buying another in the area. I’d love to get your thoughts on value possibilities. Give me a call when you get a chance. 847-555-4666. Thanks!” Twenty-nine minutes later my phone rang, not that I was particularly timing it, I just happened to notice. It displayed her name and time. “Hi Carolynn!” “Hi Lucas! Of course I remember you. I’m flattered you remember me. So how can I help?”“Well, like I said, I’m thinking it’s time to move on a bit and make some new memories without totally discarding the old, if you know what I mean.” “I totally understand. I’m sorry I never knew Megan personally, but I always heard good things. Kiley just loves Jill.” “Yes, I was lucky and pleased to find her. She’s a godsend one might say, Kiley I mean. Of course, Jill is the love of my life. So do you have any free time this week?” “Actually, more than I’d like,” Carolynn said laughing. “I’m open after ten tomorrow morning, if that works?” “That would be perfect actually. Jill will be at her pre-k school, and I mostly work from home so I’ll be available also.” “Great! So, how ‘bout I do some research and see you for coffee around ten at your house. We can go over your thoughts and I can take a look at your house so I can make some value estimates.” “Perfect!” I replied. “Do you know my address?” “Of course. Kiley’s told me so much about you. Sometimes I think güvenilir bahis she loves you more than her Dad. See you in the morning. It’ll be good to see you again.” The phone went dead.  A truly sexy, sensual woman can bring me to my knees faster than a punch from Mohamad Ali. I almost found myself in that position when the conversation ended. Her voice was like a woman’s essence slowly flowing, its slippery, sweet taste galvanizing my taste buds. Now what? I had to wait almost exactly twenty-four hours. Even then there was no guarantee that anything sexual would happen. Okay, she and her husband were swingers and she had a “hall pass” to do as she pleased. All that told me was that marriage didn’t slow her down. It didn’t mean that being alone with me was going to activate her sexual desire. She did tell Kiley that she thought I was a “hottie,” allegedly a direct quote. A good sign but no guarantee. I had to do my part. The question was, what was my part? Calm, cool, and collected, or perhaps aggressive, confident, and seductive. It came down to being myself. That’s all that’d ever worked for me in the past. I tried, with limited success, to put it all out of my mind and get some work done. I’m an architect. I used to work for a big company here in the city that has clients all over the world, managing a group for projects in the US and Canada. After Meg, my wife, died a year ago leaving me to raise our daughter, Jill, I had to go on my own so I could be there for her. Fortunately, I had numerous contacts that allowed me to make that transition. Jill was in a pre-k school, weekdays, from 9 am to 2 pm. I was transport dad along with all my other responsibilities for her. By the time we got home that Monday, I’d been able to mostly block Carolynn and Kiley into a corner of my mind and be Dad to Jill. After dinner, she was playing an educational word game on the child’s computer I’d gotten for her some time ago as I was working a bit on my current project. My phone’s text tone dinged—it was Kiley. K: I hear moms coming over to see u tomorrow morning-got big plans for G? L: How did you hear that? And don’t talk about G and no I don’t have big plans K: She told us at dinner that she was going to estimate your house value and talk about you buying another–I think she’s got plans for u! I know I do, the plug is in! L: Remember what we said—TOP SECRET! K: I know, no prob, only teasing, I’m rubbing my coochie, wanna see, we could Facetime L: can’t, cool it, Jill’s up K: gotcha, maybe later? L: maybe, I’ll txt u K: kisses!! I finished the work I’d planned for the night, played with Jill until her bedtime, then we went through our nightly routine, ending with a story and lights out. She’d sleep soundly until morning. My mind flipped back to Kiley. The image of her fondling and fingering herself Saturday popped up in cinemascope. I went to my bedroom, stripped, and called her on Facetime. When she answered the phone, the display showed her in bed, propped against her headboard, naked. “Hey Dude! I’m glad you called. I see Goliath is ready for business.” “Yeah, he’s missing your cooch. It looks like it’s more than ready. You naughty girl, you’ve been playing haven’t you?” She scooched down a bit, spread her legs even wider, and put her fingers to work. “Oh, Daddy, you know I have. I want you bad. Can you see how wet I am?” güvenilir bahis siteleri She pulled two fingers up between her coochie’s lips and brought them to her mouth. Her nectar was dripping as she sucked them. “Stroke Goliath for me. Let’s get off together,” she said as her two fingers went back between her lips and deep inside her. “Oh Daddy, it feels so good. You know I really want Goliath. He’s so much better than fingers, best I’ve ever had!” “Fuck yourself Babe! I’m strokin’ him just for you and getting closer and closer.” I heard the squelching/splurgy sounds of her fingers slipping in and out. It just urged me to jack faster. I knew her scent—it seemed to be filling the room. “Do it Baby, do it! I’m so squishy. Can you hear my fingers pumping? I so want it to be you!” “I hear it Babe. Your coochie is so creamy. I’m almost there.” “Shoot up your chest! I wanna see all your sweet cum fly from Goliath and splatter on your chest. You know I’d lick up every drop if I was there.” “I know Babe and I’d love it. Almost now… You?” “Yeah. I know I’ll cum when I see your jizz shoot. One day soon I want to spend the night with you fucking my brains out.” “Damn Babe! Now! Yes! Oh fuck!” With that my dick started to spurt. Jet after jet of spunk shot almost to my chin, leaving a trail of white splooge. I saw her legs start shaking. “Oh Baby! Fuck! I’m cumming!” she yelled as she pulled her fingers out and started rubbing her clit. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” By now, the views from our phones were slinging all around. Then they both dropped to our beds. The views were the ceilings of our bedrooms. I was first retrieving my phone. “Babe… Kiley, you there?” Gasping, she said, “I’m here Daddy. I see you. That was wonderful. You know I love you, right?” I replied, “Yes, in our special way. We both know what that is, right?” “I know,” Kiley said, “in our special, top-secret way. You know I’m not being foolish or blinded. I just love getting off with you, best I’ve ever had.” She finished with a laugh. “Listen, I wanna talk to you for a minute.” “Okay,” I said, “shoot.” “So, you know what I said about Mom having the hots for you.” Oh god, I thought, not more of this. “Of course I remember and—” “Let me finish.” Sighing to myself I said, “Okay, go ahead.” “Well,” Kiley said, “I meant what I said about not caring and actually hoping something happens. I’m going to tell you a few things and I want you to listen.” I wasn’t about to admit my true feelings about what might possibly happen, but it did seem it was probably in my best all-around interest to listen to what she had to say—so I did. Kiley continued, “Let’s just say I’ve observed and intuited a few things I think might be useful. She has some silk blouses that she only wears when she’s going to one of their parties or going to meet someone for sex. They’re very conforming. They show off her cleavage and nips like nothing else.” “Thanks for the tip,” I said. “I’m not finished,” she said. “If she touches her hair or face she’s interested in you, I mean for sex. Also, if she touches you anywhere, like your hand or thigh, just a passing gesture, it’s an even stronger sign. Mom’s not a touchy-feely person unless she’s aroused. Lastly, she likes to be touched on her lower back. I guess it’s a special place for her. I know it turns her on if she’s in a receptive mood. iddaa siteleri I hope this helps cuz I really really mean what I said about her, you, and sex.” I still found it hard to believe she actually wanted me to have sex with her mother. I kept looking for the ulterior motive but couldn’t find it. “Don’t think I’m not appreciative, but you’ve got to admit that this is kinda weird, you giving me tips on how to get in your mom’s panties.” “Any weirder that you spanking and fucking the poop out of me, little miss high school girl?” “Okay, granted, the whole situation is weird… but still….” “Just go with me on this, okay? I love both my parents. Look at it as just a mother-daughter thing, which it really is. Whatever happens, happens. And I hope this is totally understood, you better tell me everything. I mean it!” I knew this would come up sooner or later. I was beginning to feel like I was on an iceberg and a small piece had just broken off, the piece I was standing on. The smart thing to do was just talk to Carolynn about the house, thank her and let it go at that. Then I could slowly wind things down with Kiley and be out of this seemingly ever-growing house of mirrors. What would you do? “Kiley, my sweet little minx, of course I’ll tell you everything. Now, I need to go shower. Don’t wear out your coochie tonight,” I said with a laugh. “No chance of that Dude. Think of me and your plug. We’re getting to be real close friends. I’m expecting big things from you next Saturday. Good luck tomorrow. Kisses lover!” She disconnected. I continued to lay there for a while, contemplating what she’d told me about Carolynn, along with thoughts about her and me last Saturday night. A year with no sex after Meg’s death and now this sudden return. I was fully aware that I’d instigated it. The question was not that the horse was out of the barn, so to speak, it was, was I going to rein him in or take my chances and enjoy the ride. I decided to go with Scarlett’s plan, “I‘ll think about it tomorrow.” Tomorrow came quickly—I’m a sound sleeper. The house was neat and clean. My special Kona blend coffee had just finished brewing, its aroma wafting out of the kitchen. I had on the same silk, cream-colored Tommy Bahama slacks as I wore the previous Saturday, plus a Tommy B silk, Hawaiian-themed shirt. The doorbell chimed. “Carolynn! It’s so good to see you again. C’mon in.”She was wearing a red silk blouse and a black, A-line skirt plus black, medium height heels. Her calves were perfectly defined. Her nipples just pushed against the silk and about two inches of cleavage was visible. Kiley was correct so far. “Hi Lucas. It’s good to see you again also. The coffee smells very good.” I motioned to the couch and said, “Have a seat and I’ll get us some. How do you take yours?” “Black. Once you try it you never go back,” she said laughing. “Isn’t there a saying something like that?” Like she didn’t know, I thought. “Something like that I think. Get comfortable. I’ll be right back.” When I came back with the coffee she was sitting at one end of the couch, legs crossed, skirt about two inches above her knees, right arm resting on the back of the couch, her fingers twisting a few strands of her hair. Kiley certainly knew the signs. It almost felt orchestrated, but I knew it wasn’t. I put our coffee on the end table next to the couch arm and sat in the chair that made the “L” with the table. Her nipples were now at full attention. Her blouse hung from them as if it was on pegs. “So Lucas, what’s up with you? Do you just want to change houses? Something specific in mind?” 

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