Chapter 3

A few days after my adventure with Sarah, I was home alone when the door rang. My wife was still out of town and my daughter was at a friend's house for dinner. I opened the door and was surprised to see Vanessa Jones standing there. Vanessa is one of my wife's best friends. She is a gorgeous woman that I have often fantasized about. She stands about 5'7, 130 pounds with black hair just above the shoulder, deep brown eyes and incredibly pouty lips. She has an incredible body starting with smallish B cup breasts. But one of her best features is her ass. Vanessa has a very slim waist that flares our sexily into a nice round ass. I've often wondered what it would be like to slide up behind her when she is on all fours.

"Hey Vanessa, what are you doing here? Abby is still in Las Vegas," I greeted her.

"I know, Tom, but she borrowed a crock pot from me a while back and I need it to make dinner tomorrow night."

"Oh. I can't say that I've seen it, but why don't you come in and I'll look for it." I led her into the kitchen and asked her to have a seat. "Can I get you something to drink?"

"A glass of wine would be great. Thanks Tom," she answered as she slunk into one of the kitchen chairs. I couldn't help but notice how her skirt rode up her thigh as she crossed her legs. Her slim, tan legs were my second favorite feature.

I poured Vanessa the wine and set about looking through cupboards for the crock-pot. I had been looking for a few minutes, when Vanessa called me over to the kitchen table.

"Can I talk to you for a minute Tom?" She asked quietly.

"Of course. What's up?"

"Well, to be honest, the crock pot was just an excuse for me to come over here tonight." This seemed odd, but I didn't say anything and instead waited for her to explain. "A few months ago, Abby and I went out for drinks. We had a few too many and soon we were spilling our deepest secrets. We talked about sex and some of our best experiences."

I swallowed hard. Where was this conversation going? Just hearing this sexy creature talk about sex was almost more than I could stand.

"Abby bragged about you, Tom. She said you're the best she's ever had. She went on and about how well you perform oral sex. She said that you give her multiple orgasms with your amazing tongue." Hearing this was a little embarrassing but it's always nice to know your lady is satisfied. "Keith refuses to go down on me so I'm very jealous of Abby."

Vanessa's husband Keith is an asshole. This opinion was only reinforced by what she was telling me. How could anyone refuse to go down on this woman?

This conversation also reminded me of something Abby had mentioned a few years back. She had told me that Vanessa loved to perform oral sex. She would do it anytime. I know it's stupid, but I always assumed Vanessa must give great head. With those pouty lips and a love for the task, how could she not be an expert?

Vanessa broke into my thoughts when she continued, "That night Abby told me that I should borrow you sometime since I don't get any oral at home."

"Excuse me?" was all the response I could manage. I couldn't imagine that Abby had been serious. She was drunk and said something as a joke. But it had apparently planted an idea in Vanessa's head.

"Tom, I know you want me. I see the way you check me out. I've seen the lust in your eyes. When I got here, I saw you ogling my legs and your stare practically burns my ass when I walk by. I want you to show me what it is like with a real man."

My head was reeling. What the hell was going on? I've never heard of a woman talking like this outside of Penthouse letters. Was she serious? Was this some sort of a setup? I'd never cheated on my wife before that night with Sarah. Was I going to make it twice in one week?

I looked at Vanessa and was overcome. I'd wanted to fuck her for as long as I'd known her. Here was the opportunity. I couldn't let it pass.

In response to Vanessa I stoop up walked over to her and pulled her out of her chair. I leaned in and kissed her mouth. Soon our mouths were open and our tongues were dueling furiously. My cock grew hard and pressed into her midsection.

Not wanting to fuck in the kitchen, I reluctantly broke the kiss and led Vanessa to the bedroom. Once inside, Vanessa quickly unbuttoned her blouse revealing her perfect braless tits. Her B cup tits were incredibly perky and clearly didn't need to be held up by a bra. The areola were small and capped by small pink nipples that were currently rock hard.

Vanessa came back into my arms and I could feel her hard nipples press into my chest. We kissed again. I brought my right hand up and started to rub her breast, occasionally tweaking the nipple, eliciting a moan from Vanessa.

Soon Vanessa pulled my shirt over my head. She kissed her way down my neck, stopping to nibble each nipple on her way to my pants. She quickly stripped my pants and boxers off. She gripped my erect cock with her hand gave it a couple of quick jerks. She then planted a kiss on the end and stood up.

"I seem overdressed for this party," she said and with that her skirt was gone, revealing the tiniest thong I've ever seen. Well that explained why I'd never seen a panty line despite staring at her ass for so long.

I sat down on the edge of the bed and beckoned Vanessa over to me. As she stood in front of me, I looked her body over. It was even better than I could have imagined. I asked her to spread her legs slightly and I slowly lowered her thong. I've always loved the first time I get to see a woman's pussy, so I went slow, enjoying the view. I brought the panties down, expecting at any second to catch my first glance of pubic hair, but it didn't come. Finally her pussy came into view. I could see her engorged labia between her legs with just a hint of moisture. I inhaled the female musky smell. As the thong came off completely, I confirmed what I had first suspected: Vanessa's cunt was completely hairless. She had shaved everything.

"Do you like it? I didn't want any hair to get in the way of your tongue." I was surprised, not least of all because this statement showed that Vanessa had planned this evening. This was not a spur of the moment decision.

I laid Vanessa down on the bed and climbed on top of her, kissing my across her flat abdomen to her breasts and up her neck to her mouth. We resumed our kissing with our tongues darting in and out of each other's mouths. I had wanted this for so long, I was going to savor it. I was going to take my time tonight.

We had been making out for a few minutes when the phone rang.