Chapter 4

Around 10:00 a.m. Claire finally got herself moving. She took a shower, threw on a pair of slacks, a blouse, a light sweater, and her walking shoes and drove to the mall. It was a nice day and she went to the men’s department in Bloomingdale’s and picked up a few things for Michael that he might need when he went back to the university in the fall. By then it was noon and she went to ‘The Cheese Cake Factory’ and had a salad and a slice of cheesecake for lunch.

Claire perused the boutiques for a couple of hours then headed back to Bloomingdale’s and spent an hour trying on shoes. She treated herself to a pair. She vowed someday she would come back and buy an outfit to go with them.

Claire arrived home at about 5:30 that evening and had a light supper. She took a shower and then picked out a lacy yellow bra and matching bikini panties. On top of that, she slipped on a short sleeve floral print blouse and Kelly green skirt that came down to the top of her knees. She slipped on her pantyhose and two-inch pump heels and checked herself out in the mirror. She finished the outfit off with a 14K chain with a peridot pendant and her gold watch. A quick brush through her hair, a dash of her favorite fragrance, a little lipstick and eye shadow and she was ready to go. She grabbed her purse and drove to ‘Bernie’s Pub and Grill’ and was sitting at the bar by 7:45.

Bob the bartender came over and asked, “Your usual, Claire?”

“Yes, please.”

When Bob turned away to mix her drink Claire checked out his butt and it looked damn good. She couldn’t help thinking, my goodness, he can’t be much older than Michael and much younger than the ones she usually takes home. Claire was feeling very naughty. She didn’t know what made her think of Bob this morning. She unbuttoned another button on her blouse to show a little more cleavage and thought, ‘What the hell, I am going for it.’

When Bob came back with her drink she leaned forward a little to make sure he would get a good look down her blouse. If he looked and lingered a bit, she would flirt with him and see where it went. If not there were a few prospects around her age that would do.

Bob came back with her drink and set it in front of her and took a good look down her blouse. Claire picked up her drink and took a sip.

Glancing from Claire’s eyes to her chest and back Bob asked, “Is it the way you like it?”

“It’s fine, just like always.”

“You know if it isn’t, I’ll make you another, on the house.

Claire took another sip, “You will definitely be making me another before I go home tonight.”

“So what brings you out on a Sunday night?” Bob asked to make conversation.

Bob was more than lingering, he was interested. Claire gave him the lonely lady line to see if he got the hint. “I was home alone and got a little lonely so I decided to come down here and have a couple of drinks. You know just get out and see people. Chat up the local barkeep.”

“Well, that’s what I’m here for.”

Claire thought this was way too easy. She finally had to point out to him one of his customers needed a refill.

Bob thanked her and promptly left to take the customer’s order. Claire didn’t think there flirting was any reason to cause him to lose out on his tips.

He came back with a napkin, lifted up her drink and wiped the bar where it was a little damp and took another look down my blouse. Claire smiled and leaned forward some more for him.

Bob made a few unnecessary trips to check on Claire and chat. She found out he was 23 and he claimed that he was not in any relationship at the moment. He is a business major and this is his summer job before returning to the university.

It was 8:40 and Claire ordered her second drink and dropped the inevitable ‘come-on-question.’ “What time do you get off tonight, Bob?” Being a regular customer she already knew the answer,

“I came in at noon so I get off at 9:00.”

“I was planning on leaving about then, maybe you can walk me to my car?”

“It will take me a few minutes to fill my replacement in and punch out.”

“I’ll wait.”

Bob immediately started in on his end of shift duties. Refilling the ice chest, checking the tap beer kegs, washing the bar glasses. At ten minutes to nine, his replacement came in. He filled her in and went to punch out. Ten minutes past nine he was walking Claire out the door.

They came to Claire’s car and she turned to him and said, “Thanks for walking me to my car.” Claire looked at her watch and in a very nice way asked him to fuck her, “It’s still early so if you would like to follow me home we could have a cup of coffee and spend some time together.”

Twenty minutes later Bob pulled his car into Claire’s driveway and parked beside her. Claire hit the remote and pulled into the garage. She got out of the car and gestured for Bob to follow her. She shut the garage door when he was inside and unlocked the door from the garage to the kitchen. They went in and Claire turned on a light and put her purse on the kitchen table.

Claire turned to Bob and put her hand behind his neck and kissed him. “Do you want that coffee now or later?”

“Later will be fine.”

Claire took Bob’s hand and led him upstairs to her bedroom. She turned on the lamp and closed the door and locked it just in case Michael came home while Bob was still here. It was only a little after 9:35 and Michael usually did not come home until after midnight when he was out with Penny, plenty of time for her to get what she needed

When Claire turned around from locking the door Bob pulled her into his arms and was kissing her lips and trying to put his tongue in her mouth. Claire pulled back and scolded him, “Slow down honey, we have plenty of time.”

“Sorry, I have never been with a woman like you before and did not know how you liked it.”

“You mean an old lady like me?”

“You’re not that old. I mean you’re not old. I...”

“Stop Bob. I’m 41 and you’re 23, so we both know we are not looking for a long term relationship. So let’s just try to relax and have some fun tonight and do what we came up here for. Now you have been working all day so why don’t you take a shower. It’s right through that door. I will wait for you out here.”

Claire heard the shower turn on and started to get undressed. She debated with herself on whether or not she should leave her bra and panties on. She finally compromised and just left her panties on. After all, he has already seen most of her tits at the bar.

Claire got into bed and waited for him. Fifteen minutes later Bob came out of her bathroom with a towel wrapped around him and his black hair still damp. He had a good build, a little stockier than her Michael. She looked him over and was very pleased with herself. With hardly any effort at all she was able to coax this good looking man that was 18 years her junior into her bed. Her eyes traveled down his lightly haired chest to the towel.

Claire slipped the covers down so he could see her breasts and told him. “Drop the towel honey, and get in here.”

He dropped the towel and she got her first look at his erect cock. She was not disappointed. He took the three steps to her bed and crawled in beside her. Claire rolled toward him and put her arm over him and half laid on his chest and kissed him on the lips. He kissed back gently this time. Claire put one leg over his and started to kiss him with more passion. She pressed her panty-covered pussy against his leg. Bob was just letting it happen and not being overly aggressive. She let him slip his tongue into her mouth as she played with it with her own tongue. Bob had his arms around her and holding her gently against him.

His body was hard, his muscles well defined, not an ounce of fat, no receding hairline. A body a girl dreams about luring into her bed. Claire was determined to take full advantage of this young man’s sexual prowess. She was in her early twenties the last time she fucked someone this young. Maybe the guy that knocked her up was 23 years old. The thought made her smile.

Claire moved away from kissing his lips and moved to his chest. She kissed his chest and then toyed with his nipples with her lips and teeth. He gripped her hair with his hand and pushed her in the direction she was going. Claire kissed her way down to his belly button and then to his pubic hair. She took his scrotum in her hand as she kissed his cock. Bob held her head there directing her toward her goal.

“Yes Claire, that’s it, Baby”

“You like your cock sucked?”

“Yes,”

Claire squeezed his scrotum, “Then let go of my hair.” It worked every time.

Bob quickly released the grip he had on her hair and apologized. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay, Bob, just remember this. If you want me to do something for you, just ask nicely. If it does not involve pain or animals I can be very accommodating. Now, where was I? Oh, right I was just going to suck this nice cock.”

Claire took his cock into her mouth and used her tongue to stimulate the underside of his glans. She did not trust him yet so she kept her right hand wrapped around his cock in case he tried to shove it down her throat and choke her. She felt his hand rubbing her back. Then he would feel her butt and run his fingers lightly between her legs. That was more like it.

His cock was as ready as it was ever going to be. Claire broke away from sucking his cock and got up on her knees to slip her panties down then she sat and kicked them off. Claire got up and straddled him and took his cock and held it up as she eased it into her vagina. She settled down on him with a sigh and put her knees tight against the sides of his chest. They reached out to each other and interlocked their fingers. They looked into each other’s eyes as Claire started to rock back and forth on his cock.