The Bridge Club
Copyright© 2021 by rlfj
Chapter 5: Janet Baker
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 5: Janet Baker - Cullum Doyle’s mom is a member of a bridge club and one of the members has had a couple of drinks too many. Cullie is asked to help get her home. Complications ensue.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa School Group Sex Harem Anal Sex Oral Sex
“So, who’s the new guy?” asked Janet Baker.
“Wha ... what?” asked June Howard nervously. Janet couldn’t know about Cullie, could she?
The last two weeks had been heavenly, at least as far as June’s sex drive was concerned. After showing Cullie her collection of vibrators they had spent the evening using them. She had even talked him into buying a couple for his apartment. That had been after he had talked her into visiting him at his apartment.
“I can’t come over to your place! Your mother will know you and I are...”
“No, she won’t. She doesn’t know who comes up to my place.”
“You live right above her! Of course, she knows!” she had protested.
Cullie shook his head. “No, she knows when somebody comes over, but that’s it. It would be a piece of cake. Just park on the street, two or three houses down, and wear a hoodie. After you get out of the car, put the hood up, maybe with a ball cap pulled down over your face. Then just walk up the driveway and up the stairs to the door. She might know when she hears your moans coming down through the ceiling, but not until then.”
June had elbowed him in the ribs at that, but he had convinced her that the layout of the house worked for privacy. He kept the inside door to the downstairs kitchen closed with a simple throw bolt. Unless his mother was looking out the front window to the driveway and June wasn’t covering her face, all she would know was that one of Cullie’s girlfriends was coming over for a booty call. All she needed to do was call or text and she could come over whenever she wanted.
“You’ve brought girls over before?”
Cullie nodded. “Ever since high school. When we remodeled and I got an apartment upstairs the rule has been that as long as I kept my grades up and stayed out of trouble, my parents would mind their own business. So, that’s what I did. They wanted more privacy, too. There were a few times they should have put a bolt on the door down at the kitchen.”
“You caught them?” laughed June.
He returned the laugh. “I remember coming down to raid the fridge and heard them in the living room. I peeked around the corner and saw them doing some sixty-nine on the living room carpet. I snuck back up the stairs as quietly as I could. Another time I caught Mom riding Dad on the couch. I bugged out then, too.”
With school starting, both Cullie and June became too busy for nightly rendezvouses. Cullie learned that the homework load in college was a lot heavier than the load in high school had been. There was no blowing off a night for a quick suck and fuck session. He needed to plan things out.
That became noticeable the first Wednesday of the semester. June texted him an invite and he responded with a phone call. “Hey, I got the invite, and thank you, but I just don’t have the time! I have to prepare for a company that I need to set up an accounting program for, and there’s a couple of books I need to read ahead in. I am really sorry.” Cullie was enrolled in business administration; he figured it was a general sort of degree that would be good for sales or marketing.
“No, I understand. What about this weekend?”
“I’ve already been invited to a department meet-and-greet on Friday. Hey, why don’t you come over here tonight? I’ll keep studying until you come over and then just put it all away.”
“I don’t know...”
“It might be the only way we can get together this week. Just do what I said. Park a couple of houses down and wear a hoodie. I’ll leave the door unlocked. Mom will never know.”
“Okay, I’ll give it a shot. Just try to come up with an excuse if your mother is waiting for me at the front door.”
Cullie laughed at that and ended the call, then decided to clean up. While he didn’t spend the intervening time dusting and vacuuming, he did put away some of the junk in his living room and then changed the sheets on his bed. He got a text about an hour later. ‘on sidewalk is coast clear’
He texted back ‘ok’ and went to the door, cracking it open. He looked out as June came into view. She came around the corner from the sidewalk, looked around nervously, and then scurried up the driveway to the steps. She was wearing a long coat, a hoodie, and a ball cap pulled low. She tiptoed up the stairs and hustled inside quickly.
Cullie smiled as she snuck inside. “No, you don’t look suspicious at all! You look like a lady James Bond trying to sneak into the Russian embassy!”
“Cullie!”
Cullie wrapped his arms around her and bent down to kiss her. “Thank you for coming. I am sorry I couldn’t come over, but once I did, I knew I wouldn’t be able to tear myself away.”
“And I will?”
“Sure! You’re the responsible adult, remember, and I’m just the wild and crazy college kid.”
June rolled her eyes. “You are probably the most responsible and least wild college kid I have ever met. Why is that?” She stepped back and removed her disguise. Under the coat and hoodie, she was wearing shorts and a tank top.
He shrugged. “I think after the last couple of years I’ve done some growing up. Between the pandemic and my dad dying and Mom’s depressions and missing out on half my senior year and all last year, I don’t know. I just don’t think I’m a kid anymore.”
June asked, “I don’t either. Do you think you’ve missed out on anything?” She got a silent shrug at that. She shrugged back at him and sat down on his couch.
Cullie sat down next to her, raising an arm, and allowing her to snuggle up next to him. “I’m glad you came over. I don’t think you’ve ever been up here before.”
“Yes and no. I came over once during construction and Alison showed me around, but you were in school at the time. I knew the layout, but nothing had been moved in yet. I mean, other than your bedroom but we didn’t go in there. We were just out here in the open area.”
Cullie smiled. “Would you like to see the bedroom?”
“Yes, but not just yet.” With that, June turned on the couch and crawled onto his lap, sideways. “I need you right now, Cullie. I can’t wait to get to the bedroom!”
Cullie laughed and pulled her tank top up and off. She had been braless underneath and he spent a few minutes worshiping her tits, and then finished stripping her bare. June returned the favor, and as soon as his cock was exposed, she straddled his waist and lowered herself onto it. “Ummm ... you feel so good!” he whispered to her. “Your pussy is so tight and wet!”
“I needed your cock so much! You have me spoiled!”
He put his hands on her ass and lifted her up and down on his cock. “Just don’t cry out my name so loud Mom comes calling, worried about the woman abusing me upstairs!”
She laughed. “You are just so full of crap!” Then she put her lips to his and kissed him as her pussy spasmed around the cock buried to the hilt inside it. “Just fuck me!”
June rode Cullie until he grunted and pushed upward with his hips, his cock pulsing as the cum blasted into her. As soon as they got their breathing under control, he lifted her up and led her to the bedroom, where they screwed twice more. He also showed her the toys he had bought online at her suggestion, a seven-inch hard plastic model, and a smaller and much slimmer anal probe. The lubricant he was able to buy at the grocery store. It was almost midnight when June got dressed and went home.
Now, with Janet asking about her love life and who was fucking her, June was very nervous. In the last two weeks she and Cullie had enjoyed two booty calls and another weekend together. “What makes you think I have a new boyfriend?” she asked.
“Because you look way too happy and relaxed. Somebody must be taking care of business. Who is he?”
The two women were taking lunch together at the Fountain Grill. It was a location the four friends could get to easily, but that day it was just June and Janet.
“I am not telling you about my love life!”
“Why not? You have all the other times. You used to tell me when Willie was fucking around on you and when you were fucking around on him. Give! You look too well satisfied not to be getting laid! Where’d you find him? Maybe I can go shopping there, too!”
June rolled her eyes at that. Janet had described her marriage as more of a convenient hookup than any sort of loving marriage. While she and Greg had once been madly in love, he was more in love with the consulting and engineering business he had built. He would frequently spend a week or two on the road, and then come home and expect Janet to act like he hadn’t been away at all. As soon as he was in the door, he was all over her, making up for lost time. It wasn’t that she didn’t enjoy it, but that was the extent of their relationship. Neither of them had wanted children, but now she thought that might have been a mistake. A weekend of wild sex every week or two and nothing in between wasn’t a real married life. Over the years, she had fooled around on the side, and she was sure Greg was doing the same.
“Well, he’s not exactly a boyfriend. He’s just a guy I know, and we decided to give it a shot. He’s more of a booty call, but maybe more than that,” she temporized.
“He any good?” Janet asked.
June grinned and nodded. “He’s young, too, and he’s like the Energizer Bunny. He just can go all night!”
“Is he big? You know ... big?”
June shrugged. “I suppose. He’s longer than normal, but slimmer, too.” She lowered her voice and leaned into her friend. “I mean, if you like playing in the back yard, he’s perfect for that.”
Janet laughed. “How wicked! Do me a favor and give him my number! I need to take him on a test drive!”
Both women laughed at that, but it made June wonder. That Friday, when Cullie came over for a study weekend. June laughed when she saw him come into the townhouse with his books and laptop. “Just what are you planning to do with that stuff?” she asked.
“I need to do some studying when I can.”
She laughed. Unbuttoning her blouse, she proved to him that she wasn’t wearing a bra. “Why don’t you study something else for a while?”
Cullie smiled as June removed her top and began working on her shorts. “College is overrated!” He knelt on the rug and helped her take off her shorts and panties, and then dove in for a pre-dinner snack. June whimpered as his skilled lips and tongue went to work. It was a few hours later before Cullie was finished with her.
“Mmmmm ... that was very nice,” she purred, snuggling against him. “Planning to start studying now?” She reached down and fondled his limp and sticky cock.
Cullie chuckled. “I think I overestimated me dedication to academics.” He was enjoying her attempt at revival, but nothing was happening south of the border for a bit longer. He sat up and said, “I need a shower. Join me?”
“Sounds like fun, even if you aren’t up for fun.” June rolled out of bed and led the way into the bathroom. Half an hour later they were clean and dressed in the living room.
“We need to talk seriously for a bit, Cullie,” June said.
He looked at her curiously. June had put on a denim miniskirt and a sleeveless blouse that was tied under her breasts. He was wearing shorts and a Hawaiian shirt. “Okay. What’s up?”
“The secret is out.”
“The secret? What? Us?”
“It’s not funny, Cullie!”
“What happened? Who knows? And is that so bad?”
June sat down on the couch next to him, but it wasn’t a romantic motion. “I don’t know.”
“What happened?”
“Janet spoke to me the other day. She told me she knew I was seeing somebody, that I was getting my itch scratched.”
He grinned. “Is that what I was doing earlier, scratching your itch?”
“Wonderfully!” She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. “And as soon as you can, I plan on scratching it some more!”
“Did she say she knew who was doing the scratching?”
June shook her head. “No, it was simply that she knew I was with somebody. But still, how long before she finds out? She was really curious! Then what?”
Cullie put and arm around June’s shoulders and hugged her. “And that would be bad?”
“And when she tells your mother?”
He grimaced at that. “Okay, that would be bad. Still, it sounds like she just knows you’ve been scratching an itch.” He used his fingers to spread her blouse apart and expose her perfect B-cup breasts.
“You are so bad!”
“Let’s worry about it later.” Cullie began kissing her and they moved to lay down on the couch. June pulled her skirt up and pushed his shorts down, and they made love on the couch.
Afterwards, smiling and panting, she looked up at him and giggled. “Janet wanted to know if I would loan you out. She has a few itches she needs scratched, too.”
Cullie rolled his eyes and shook his head in silent laughter. “She give any specifics? When and where? You plan to share me somehow?” June punched him in the ribs, and he asked, “Do I need to set up a schedule?”
“You bastard!” she laughed. “That might just calm your libido down!” She felt him getting stiff again and said, “Now, fuck me again, and then we can worry about your schedule.”
Cullie laughed and slipped his renewed erection inside her cum-filled pussy. He doubted he would give her much of a load, but it was sure fun trying to get there. They screwed on the couch vigorously for the next half hour before finishing with a sweaty mutual cum.
They rolled off the couch and lay together on the floor. “I think it turned you on thinking about banging Janet,” June teased.
Cullie shrugged and smiled. “Sure, I suppose. I am getting it on with one beautiful woman when she tells me another beautiful woman is interested. Of course, it turns me on.”
“Would you?”
“Would I what?”
“Be interested in Janet?”
He looked at her curiously. “For real?”
June smiled at him. “Maybe.” She sat up and pulled her clothing back on. “Think about it for a bit. Let’s face it, Cullie, we don’t exactly have a future together. I am twenty years older than you. You are going to meet somebody and fall in love and want kids and a wife and family and all that stuff.”
“And that won’t be with you?”
“Or Janet, not really.” She leaned in and kissed him. “Cullie, I love you dearly, but I am not in love with you. There’s a difference. I am sure it would be the same with Janet. I know she loves you, but I doubt she would ever fall in love with you.”
“Huh. I never really thought about it before.”
“Surely some of the girls you were with in high school you were just having fun with. It couldn’t have been your one great love of all time with each of them. That would have been too emotionally exhausting!”
He nodded wryly. “Maybe not. I might not have loved them, but I certainly liked them.”
“Well, I like you, too. Maybe more than like, but it could never be more than that.” She smiled at him. “Well, should I set something up for her?”
He laughed. “What the hell? Why not? You going to give her my name and number?”
“Let me give that some thought. I’ll figure it out. In the meantime, this weekend you are scratching my itches, not hers. Now, let’s clean up and go out for something to eat. You need to replenish your precious bodily fluids!”
“I spoke to my friend about you,” said June. She was having lunch with Janet and was smiling at the possibility of setting up Janet with Cullie.
“What are you talking about?”
“Remember when you asked if my new friend was available? If you could borrow him? I told him about you.”
Janet stared. “Oh my God! Are you for real? You did what? What did you do?” She was almost shouting but was trying to keep her voice down anyway.
June laughed at her friend. “You were the one asking me last week. I simply told him what you asked about.”
“Oh my God! What have you done? Did you tell him my name?”
“Will you calm down! You were the one who asked about my love life. Turnabout is fair play. I can help you with that. He was pretty cool about it, too. It got him kind of excited! We had a lot of fun later,” June admitted.
“You mean ... you ... and he ... you told him about me and then you...” Janet couldn’t get the words out.
June grinned and nodded. “It was a hell of a weekend! You should try it!”
Janet tried to eat her lunch, but her mind was going a mile a minute. Finally, she had to ask, “So, tell me about him! What’s he like?”
June smiled and answered, “Well, he’s younger than we are, though he is extremely mature. He treats a woman as a woman, not like a girl, if that makes sense. Physically, well, he is simply gorgeous! He is big and strong and studly. Did I mention big?” June waggled her eyebrows at that.
Janet rolled her eyes. “I am not about to screw a twelve-inch porn cock!” she whispered.
“Don’t worry. He’s not that big. He’s big, not porn big, but more than big enough to be fun. The best thing about him, at least in bed, is that he has stamina and reliability.”
“Reliability?”
June smiled. “He’s good for two or three times in a row before he needs some recharge time. Then, take a nap with him and when he wakes up, he is good for another few hours of fun.”
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