The Virtues of Infidelity

IV.

Casey walked home in a daze, he didn't have much experience with girls but he thought he knew the look on Kathy Charles's face when she paid him. She was pale, nervous about something what else could she have been nervous about besides him and what was the spot on her robe? Okay, let's think about this for a second, he thought. 'She was sitting inside thinking about me, getting wet, and turned on watching me mow the lawn. When he put it like that, his excitement deflated. No, that is ridiculous it has to be something else, the idea that this woman was getting all gooey because of him didn't work.

When he was gone, Kathy stared at the floor for a few moments wanting to cry, she had made a complete fool of herself. Casey had to have suspected something and now he was probably going to tell all his friends, he was probably making up stories to tell them right now. She trudged upstairs and lay on her bed her body ached from the extended time that she was in an aroused state and now she had to give herself some relief, no matter how humiliating it might be. She rolled over and dug her vibrator out of her nightstand and thought of Casey, imagining what might have happened had she thrown herself at him as she probed herself with the vibrator she thought of his broad shoulders, his muscular butt, it took but a few moments to bring herself to the brink when the doorbell rang and her incipient orgasm fizzled, "Damn it! Who could it be? Fuck them. She was not going to answer the door in this state then she thought what if it's Casey? What if he had come back, realizing she wanted him? She tiptoed down the stairs and peeked out the peephole, Good God, it was him, she paused for a second wondering what was going on before opening the door. He stood there fidgeting, "Um, hi, sorry, I think I left my edger in your backyard," The disappointment that remark engendered almost tore her in half.

"Oh, that's okay, come through the house and go grab it," as he walked past her to the kitchen, Kathy stood in a daze someone else had just said that she hadn't invited him into her house ten seconds after she had been masturbating to his mental image.

Casey saw the edger where he had left it, leaning against the fence. He had almost not come back to get it, not wanting to further embarrass himself but when he found her still dressed in that robe he concluded that whatever was going on it had nothing to do with him. Had she dressed like that for him, she would have changed by now. He turned around intending to escape out the side gate but when he saw Kathy holding the door for him he felt he had no other option but to re-enter the house. Walking past her as quickly as he could without being rude he headed for the front door, "Um, Casey, wait," he saw her standing there, face pale... neither of them said anything for a moment or two they each stood there in their uncomfortableness waiting for the other one. He noticed that her jaw was vibrating and realized with a shock that she was as nervous as he was, "What's going on?"

She took a short step toward him, he thought he could smell her perfume. She straightened her back, took a deep breath, and, "Would... would you like to make love to me?" 'No! No! She hadn't just said that she was possessed by aliens or something! She wanted to drop dead on the spot rather than live another second knowing what she had just done. Casey looked as if he had been shot between the eyes he stared at her, his jaw agape. He glanced at the edger as if he had never seen it before then back at her. She took another step toward him, then another. He remained as still as a statue watching her approach. She took the edger from his hand and leaned it against the wall with her hands shaking she reached out for him laying her palm against his cheek. He started at her touch but did not withdraw, "It's all right, I'm nervous, too. I've never done anything like this before," taking his hand she led him down the hallway and upstairs. He followed her silently into the bedroom pale as a ghost shutting the doors behind them she returned to him laying her hand on his face again she reached for his T-shirt pulling it out of his jeans. He lifted his arms, letting her remove it. The scent of his sweat was suddenly thick in the air. His chest was smooth and hard though he was less brawny than she expected, every muscle was crisply defined. He was too young to have accumulated any body fat. She put her hands on him sliding them down his chest to the waist of his jeans. He let her unbutton them, let her shove his jeans and boxers down all at once. His cock was so hard she thought it was about to burst, A tiny drop of fluid oozed out of the tip. He was bigger than Paul though only slightly length-wise but he was quite a bit thicker. She was aflame at the thought of this gorgeous penis splitting her open. He struggled awkwardly out of his jeans and sneakers, finally standing naked in front of her now more in control of herself but not one iota less nervous, she managed a smile and let her robe fall.

Casey thought he might faint when Kathy's robe dropped to the floor, she had been naked under it the entire time and she was even better than he had let himself hope. He couldn't move the slightest motion would have him coming all over her and he had no idea what to do having never gotten this far with a girl. Her breasts were incredibly firm cones of flesh that stood out from her body with nipples that were long and puffy almost upturned at the ends. He had been right she was a natural blonde her pubic hair was only a few shades darker than the hair on her head and trimmed just like the models he beat off to at night.

Kathy stepped up to him her breasts pressed against his chest, "Kiss me, Casey, please kiss me," he awkwardly pressed his lips against hers, she opened her mouth to him and he dared to slide his tongue forward. He felt her hands come to rest on his waist and he tried to put his arms around her. He kissed her inexpertly for a few minutes before she moved down kissing on his neck and then reaching to tweak his nipples and suck on them. Then he realized she was moving further down but it was not until her mouth settled on his cock did he believe it was going to happen.

Kathy pushed his penis to the back of her mouth until she felt her gag reflex twitching. She sucked on him, moving slowly, knowing he was probably going to come any second, she didn't care. She wanted to please him and she knew he would be up again within five minutes at his age. She took the base of his cock in one hand and his balls in the other. His scent was strong in her nose and she could taste the salty sweat on his cock. Preparing herself for his orgasm she began moving rapidly sucking as hard as she could. He cried out, grabbing at her head she didn't stop as he convulsed, legs buckling and a moment later his sperm flooded into her mouth. She gulped it down as it came, salty and thick. He tried to steady himself holding her head close to his groin, "I'm sorry," he gasped.

She withdrew far enough to answer, "It's okay, don't worry," before taking him back into her mouth and returning to work. He let out another hoarse cry, getting too much stimulation from her. His erection subsided, but she refused to let it disappear she tickled his balls with her free hand wanting to slip a finger into his ass but knew that was too much for the first time, up and down she went in a steady rhythm, working her tongue against him and in a few minutes, he was as hard as he had been. She stood, smiling at him, less nervous now in her need she stepped backward and lay on the bed before him, "Come here, Casey," he crawled onto the bed above her not sure what to do. She guided his face to her breasts and lay back as he began to suckle them. He was too excited, and almost bit her in his eagerness, "Not so hard, Gently."

'Damn it!' Casey thought, 'Damn it, what the fuck do I do?' He tried to calm down and suck on her breasts less roughly but it was hard he couldn't believe how horny he was and that she had just sucked him off. He worked his tongue against her moving from one breast to the other then back again wishing she would give him some direction. When he had suckled her for a few minutes, he suddenly realized she was pushing him down, 'Oh, fuck,' he thought she wants me to eat her pussy. Now he had no clue, but he tried to comply. She stopped him as he got down between her thighs. She was wet and he could smell her arousal. She smiled at him and brushed his hair with her fingers, "Have you ever done this before?"

"No."

"Are you a virgin, Casey?"

"Um, yes, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, I'll show you what to do."

As Casey watched she opened herself with her fingers her clit peeking out the top, she touched it with her index finger, "This is the most sensitive part so be gentle. I like to be licked all over, and inside but don't forget about this when I get more turned on I'll want you to concentrate on it but don't get rough."

"Okay," He bent down, the smell of her both arousing him and repulsing him. He forced himself to lick her the taste was strong but he quickly grew used to it. He tried to follow her directions and applied himself to the task.

When Casey began to lick her, Kathy let go! 'Oh God do it to me, eat me, lick me, make me come,' she thought. She wanted to say it aloud but she knew it would scare him so she laid back spreading herself open for him and rolled her hips against his tongue with her hands in his hair. It took scarcely a minute for her to reach orgasm since she was so turned on when the orgasm hit she cried out holding his face against her bucking wildly pelvis. He was locked onto her clit now sucking and licking frantically, she prayed he wouldn't stop, and he didn't. She humped herself, convulsing under his attentions when her second orgasm peaked she finally pushed him off, "Now, fuck me, Casey!"

He moaned in anticipation as he crawled up her body and thrust at her missing the mark on his first pass. She reached down to guide him in holding him tightly for a few seconds as she got him at the angle then she let go, let him loose in his adolescent eagerness she said nothing and allowed him to do as he pleased. She smiled in bemusement at the agonized, contorted look on his face then laid back and enjoyed to ride. He soon lost all control, thrusting madly in and out of her but she was aroused enough not to care. She came before he did, crying out and digging her nails into his pistoning buttocks. Then with a grunt he stabbed himself deep into her and came for all he was worth before collapsing on top of her. She wriggled out from under him a minute or so later and he rolled on his back. She laid her head on his chest and tried to rest for a few moments. She had done it, she had cheated on Paul... 'Well, fuck him,' she thought, 'I don't care anymore.'

Casey came out of his daze a few minutes later. He smiled, 'I'm not a virgin anymore,' he thought, 'I did it, and I did it with this gorgeous older woman,' The buzz that his body now had was a hundred times better than he had ever gotten from beating off, 'So now what?' She lay across his chest, not moving he put his arm over her back and she moved against him nuzzling her head against his chin. 'Was he supposed to say something?' He wasn't sure but he wasn't going to say something stupid either so he laid there and waited. Kathy finally rolled over and set her arm on his chest, looking up at him, "I bet you found this very shocking?"

"I... I don't know, I like you."

She smiled, "I like you too, Casey. You're very handsome, very sexy but you need to understand some things."

"What?"

"I'm a married woman, and I don't want to get a divorce. My husband and I have been having some problems. We're not making love very often and what I do get isn't very good. That's why this happened. I don't expect you to understand everything, but that's what's going on here."

"Okay."

"I do want to see you again if you are interested but we have to be careful about this, you can't go bragging to your friends. People will talk and things like this have a way of finding their way back to the source telling anyone about this will end it."

"I won't tell anyone."

She snuggled with him a few moments longer then she started kissing him and they began to play, she let him explore her body. He was less tense now and was able to take time and enjoy her. He sucked on her nipples for a while, playing with them, pushing her breasts together to suck both at once. She let him inspect between her legs, smiling in amusement at his fascination. He began licking her again, not caring about the taste of his sperm. He slipped one finger, then two into her as he pleasured her feeling all around inside her. He watched her arousal this time waiting to see what would happen when she came. He was amazed to realize he could feel the vibrations inside her when it happened. Then she pulled him up beside her and went to work on him she sucked his nipples briefly before taking him back into her mouth. His dick ached as she brought him to his third erection powering through she worked him hard again before throwing a leg over his waist to straddle him and sinking swallowing him inside her. Not sure what else to do he laid back and let her do what she wanted, she rode him for a few minutes, leaning backward to get him inside her. She played with her breasts as she swayed over him working herself back and forth then reaching down to play with herself. Amazed at all of this he could do nothing but watch.

The thrill Kathy felt at the look on Casey's face was like nothing else, she stroked her clitoris gently watching Casey's reaction, "Do you like that, Casey? Does that turn you on?" He grunted unable to respond, "Do you want to watch me come?" Another grunt, and she smiled in satisfaction and began to move her hips back and forth feeling that thick cock buried inside her. Pressing against nerve endings already raw from his early ravishment of her she kept staring at the disbelieving look on his face as she rubbed herself while riding him cowgirl. She was going to come any second and it was going to be a big one. She thrust herself at him leaning backward to expose her clitoris as she rubbed furiously with her fingers. She cried out once, twice then exploded like a hydrogen bomb losing control at that point and when the sensations became too intense she threw herself forward onto his body gasping for breath.

When she came back to reality she squeezed herself, moving slowly, trying to tell if he had come. He hadn't. Holding tightly she rolled over pulling him with her until he was on top, "Fuck me, Casey," she said softly, "Come inside me," moaning, he started to move within her. She squeezed herself as tightly as she could but lay still wanting to please him, wanting to experience his orgasm. He moved faster, grunting with each thrust. The grunts became cries, and the thrusts grew more energetic until after a minute or so he cried out as if in pain, shuddered, and came deep inside her, when it was over, he fell flat onto her body.

V.

Kathy stood in the shower, washing the remains of their lovemaking from her body. She used an enema bottle to clear out any remaining sperm. Their sex had been unprotected but she wasn't worried about becoming pregnant. She knew she had already ovulated that month and Paul had grudgingly consented to a quickie that night so if she was pregnant she was already pregnant. She laughed bitterly to herself, supposing Casey had gotten her pregnant. It was about the only way she was going to have a baby the way things were going with Paul. She was sore but essentially happy, she couldn't remember the last time Paul had come three times with her. She thought of Casey's face when she kissed him goodbye it was the look of infatuation if she had ever seen it. She hoped she wasn't getting in too deep with him, if Casey was to convince himself he was in love with her there was no telling what might happen, the thought of it made her feel slightly guilty. Though Casey was sweet enough, it was little more than lust with her. They were too far apart for her to feel anything else for him. She pushed the issue to the back of her mind and tried to forget it.

When Paul returned home that night, Kathy was surprised to discover that she felt no guilt at what she had done. There was something there some subconscious rationalization maybe but no guilt? She took dinner out of the oven and sat with him.

"How was work?"

"Insane, but I think we'll get it done on time."

"Is it always going to be like this?"

"For the time being. We've talked about this, honey. Until I get established with the company and they feel comfortable assigning me some people to help me things will calm down," she realized it was no longer a big deal to her.

"Okay, I understand what have you been doing?" Kathy listened vaguely to details of Paul's current project but she kept seeing Casey's face in her mind and the things they had done. As far as she could tell Paul had no clue and she wasn't sure how she felt about that.

Casey woke up the next morning still thinking about Kathy Charles. He still couldn't believe it had happened the images and sensations were all jumbled together in his memory as he tried to relive the experience in his head one thing stood out above all, and ironically it was the event he had probably enjoyed the least when it happened was Kathy sucking him off at the beginning. He thought of how it felt to have her lips tight around his cock as his sperm flowed, how he could feel her swallowing each ejaculation as it came. His dick was stiff by this point, but he suddenly didn't want to go back to beating off he knew that from now on he only wanted to come with her.

Kathy got through two days at work before she felt like she had to see Casey and realized she had no way of getting a hold of him, and that she didn't know his last name then she remembered that she had seen him mowing their neighbor's lawn on Sunday, "Hi Betsy, this is Kathy Charles."

"Oh hi, how are you?"

"Fine, I'm calling because I wanted to know if you knew how to get a hold of the boy who mows your lawn. He's been doing ours and I need to talk to him."

"Oh sure, I don't have his number but his name is Casey McBean, they live at the end of the street on the corner."

"Okay thanks, I can call information or stop by there on my way home."

"No problem."

Casey answered on the second ring, "Hello?"

"Hi Casey, it's Kathy, how are you?"

She heard him take of a breath over the phone, "I'm okay."

"Are you doing anything this afternoon?"

"No."

"I'd like to see you, I'm going to take the rest of the afternoon off and come home and will be home by three?"

"Okay, What about your husband?"

"He works late, he won't be home until seven or eight at least, Don't worry."

"Okay, I'll see you at three."

She went straight home and took a quick shower when she got out she felt like dressing for him. She went to her dresser and uncovered her lingerie collection. Now what to wear? Black would be sexy, but it might intimidate him. The same with her favorite outfit the one Paul didn't like, a jade green satin bra and garter belt combination. She finally settled on basic white then realized a moment later that it was the very underwear she had worn on her wedding day four years earlier she took a deep breath and dug it out of the drawer. She slipped on the demi bra and thong panty then hooked the garter belt around her waist. She dug through her pantyhose drawer until she found the white stockings that went with it. She rolled them on taking a moment to align the back seam and hooked them to the garter belt. She put on a robe and went downstairs not wanting to meet him at the door she wrote a quick note: "Casey: please come inside" and taped it to the front door and went back upstairs, hung up her robe, and laid on the bed to wait for him.

She heard the front door open at precisely three she smiled to herself at the thought of him pacing around outside, trying to time it perfectly. She heard him climbing the stairs and arranged herself on the bed lying on her side with one knee bent. He peeked around the door and she smiled at the thrill she saw in his face.

"Hello, Casey."

"Hi, Wow! You... um, you look pretty."

"Does this turn you on, Casey? Does it make you want to fuck me?"

He was unable to respond and stood there watching as she slid off the bed and walked over to him. She smiled as she reached out to feel his crotch, as she suspected he was erect. He had probably arrived with a hard-on, "Is this for me," she unzipped his fly and slipped her hand inside finding his erection through his boxers, and began to stroke it, "Do you want me to do what I did last time? So you have more control?"

"Uh... uh."

"Just say it, Casey, and I will."

"I... I..."

"Say, I want you to suck my cock, say it."

"I... I want you to suck my cock."

She smiled again and dropped to her knees in front of him. He was breathing heavily and shaking in anticipation as she pulled his stiff penis out of his pants. Keeping her eyes focused on him she bent forward and licked it running her tongue around the head a few times before taking it in her mouth and sucking in as much as she could. He moaned grabbing at her head as she began to bob up and down. She wanted to swallow him whole even though she knew it was impossible. Each time she went forward she forced the head against the back of her throat until she gagged, she sucked as hard as she could bobbing rapidly. Only fifteen or twenty seconds into it he cried out and shot his sperm into her mouth. She swallowed it all continuing to suck until she had it all out and he was hard again then withdrew.

He was still wobbly on his feet, and she helped him out of his clothes. They lay together on her bed she let him rest a moment or two while she caressed his body and snuggled against him inhaling his scent. What was it about him that did this to her she wondered? She was never like this with Paul, Casey stirred rolling against her and kissing her to say he was ready. She laid back and let him move over her, kissing and sucking on her as he had before. She helped him undress her, first her bra, then stockings, then finally her panties. Then he was between her legs, licking her frantically until she lifted off the bed in orgasm, crying out. She pushed him off and climbed on top straddling his mouth. He grabbed her buttocks as she had fantasized about that first morning in the shower, pulling her close until he could suck most of her between his lips. He sucked on her clitoris like it was a penis and she began to shake uncontrollably, thighs battering his head. When she came it was a tidal wave knocking the wind out of her and throwing her back onto the bed where she lay shaking for a few seconds. When she came to a minute later he was watching her. She smiled at him and reached for his penis. She curled around until she could take it in her mouth again and a minute or so of work had him erect. Then she climbed above him and sat down swallowing him into her belly. Both of them were less urgent now and she rode him slowly eyes closed thinking only of that wonderful cock inside her. She felt his hands on her thighs then groping at her breasts she leaned forward to allow him to suck on them. She luxuriated in the sensations, rubbing herself against him. She came in a few minutes, a long, lovely, rolling climax. When it finally shuddered to an end she laid flat against his chest kissing his neck.

"Did... did you just have an orgasm?"

She laughed softly, "Yes, could you tell?"

"I think so."

"You have a beautiful cock, Casey. I don't have to work hard to come with you." She felt him quiver slightly and lifted to look at him. "Does it embarrass you when I talk like that?"

"Uh, no."

"You shouldn't be shy, I talk like that because you turn me on."

She could tell she was making him nervous so she kissed him and rolled over pulling him on top. He began thrusting awkwardly and this time she slowed him down explaining how she liked it and how to position himself. He complied in a way she knew Paul would never have done. She realized then another thing that attracted her about Casey he had no hang-ups, no history. She could mold him into the exact lover she wanted and he would go along with it without complaining. he brought her to another orgasm in a few minutes and only then did she release the brakes telling him to come as he wanted to and he did, filling her with a spasm in less than thirty seconds. They did it a second time a while later and again Casey had no trouble reaching his third climax. He did it taking her from behind as Kathy buried her face in her pillow driven to distraction by that thick penis cleaving into her. When he left, she cleaned herself and her bedroom up and waited for her husband to return home.