Chapter 5

I opened my eyes at 9am in the unfamiliar bedroom, initially disorientated, but my brain quickly got up to speed. Yawning and stretching, I manoeuvred my morning glory into the guest bathroom for relief and speedily completed my ablutions, including a shower and shave.

Dressed in shorts and a tee shirt, I ambled into the kitchen, where Ruth and Zelda were bustling around chatting easily and making omlettes. It was all very domestic and I was greeted with a peck on the cheek from each and eased into a chair at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee slapped in front of me.

Zelda was in a hurry. Her father had phoned and she had to stop off to buy various items for the 50th birthday party before heading for Pretoria to help with the preparations. She was very easy on the eye, clad in tight faded denims that accentuated her ample but taut behind and a snugly fitting tee shirt that emphasised the voluptuousness of her bosom. She looked superbly wholesome, blonde hair shining and only a trace of lipstick.

Ruth was in a thin cotton housecoat, demurely buttoned to the neck but she had her makeup on and her blonde hair was still damp from the shower.

"Is there anything special you want to do today, a movie or go out for lunch?" she asked.

"No, I'll go with the flow. I'll fit in with whatever you want to do."

"Well, I thought you could relax here this morning while I did some shopping. We could invite Sue down, have a cold lunch, listen to some music and perhaps rustle up some pasta for supper."

I said that suited me and started on my omlette. I had a feeling I would need all my strength. Interesting, I thought, that she wanted her friend to join us. I wasn't complaining, though. Sue, dark and slim, was a very attractive woman. I would have to be careful not to pay her too much attention and put Ruth's nose out of joint.

Maybe, just maybe, we could play together, the three of us, if enough liquor flowed. Nah, I didn't think Ruth would go for that. Still, it made an exciting daydream, licking and sucking and fucking the two sexy older women!

Zelda interrupted my reverie with a quick peck on the cheek and then she flurried out of the apartment saying she would be back before lunch the next day. After the door closed I got up and stood behind the seated Ruth, slipping a hand under her housecoat, caressing a soft breast over a beige bra that I soon discovered fastened (or unfastened) at the front.

Her nipples hardened to my touch and I leaned down to gently nibble them. "Don't move. Just sit still," I said as I moved around and knelt in front of her, pushing her legs apart. I was feeling really randy as I eased the housecoat and half-slip up, kissing the insides of her thighs before nuzzling her between her legs. As I sucked her through the gossamer-thin beige panties I could feel them dampening.

She lifted her bottom and I pulled her panties off and began licking her clit, using two fingers to thrust deeply into her vagina at the same time. She came quickly and strongly, gasping and shuddering, but before she could regain her breath I stood up and bent her across the kitchen table, housecoat and slip pushed up around her waist. Pulling my cock out of my underpants I rammed it straight and deep into her drenched cunt, pounding against her firm white bottom. Gasping for breath, she shouted out over and over "Fuck me deep! fuck me hard! I'm coming! I'm coming! Oh God! Oh God!"

Just as her legs buckled I started to come, banging into her like a sex-demented dog servicing a bitch on heat until I started to ejaculate inside her, my knees trembling.

Before I had finished pumping into her, she pulled away from me with a plopping sound, turned and got to her knees, her one hand guiding the last spurts of cum into her hot, wet mouth, slurping and licking, while her other hand cupped my balls.

"Well, that was much better than a second cup of coffee. Was that the deluxe breakfast? Funny, I didn't see crumpet on the menu! "

We both laughed at my weak attempt at humour. "I don't suppose you thought you would also be eating some pussy to go with your omlette," she joked back. Behind that matronly façade there certainly lurked a raunchy sense of humour!

Ruth went off about 30 minutes later and I dozed in the sun on the veranda that offered a panoramic view of the high-rise flatland of Johannesburg's Hillbrow. Almost before I knew it Ruth was back -- with a bagful of good things to eat, she said.

"You make pretty good eating yourself," I ventured, and was rewarded with a playful slap that could have led to something more meaningful, but just then the doorbell rang - the sexy Sue had arrived.

Looking most cool and attractive in a white low-cut blouse and fawn skirt, Sue accepted one of the fairly heavy G 'n Ts I had mixed for the three of us and we sat on the comfortable loungers in the shaded part of the veranda.

"Just so you know, I have no secrets from my pal Sue, whether I like it or not. She always senses when I am hiding something and won't rest until she weasels it out of me," laughed Zelda.

"I didn't have to do much weaseling to get her to talk about you, her young lover from Bloemfontein, wherever that is," Sue snorted. "After that weekend you were here she was positively blooming. I know the signs, the way she was wafting around I knew she had got IT! She couldn't wait to tell me about it."

Ruth blushed and changed the subject and I made fresh drinks. The gin was making us all feel a bit mellow and we picked at cold chicken and salad and switched to wine.