We’re here every Friday… Just in case you wanted to go another round.

Those words have been at the top of my head for days. Last Friday was a back-to-school play day with my son, who started fifth grade the following Monday. Things took an unexpected turn when we encountered two beautiful and horny MILFs at the Mermaid Cove Mini-Golf course.  While Kevin was playing in the bounce room, my restroom quickie with Dawn had been incredibly raw, frantic, and torrid. The angelic-looking blonde with the heavenly tits had turned into a cum-crazed sexual demon behind the locked doors of the men’s room stall. Then, her friend Naomi made it abundantly clear that she wanted a chance too. We take turns watching the kids.

For me, hooking up with Dawn was more than just hot sex; it was also a huge boost to my sagging psyche. In the two years since my ex, Eileen, had walked out on us, I’d spent most of my time trying to help Kevin understand something I didn’t really understand myself. But Eileen is gone, choosing her lesbian lover over her child, and my sex life took a back seat to raising our son. I can forgive her for abandoning me, but not Kevin.

I’ll admit I had been looking forward to Kevin returning to school, but now I’m cursing that reality. I really want to go another round with those two, but a thirty-seven-year-old man going mini-golfing alone is borderline creepy. No, not borderline, just creepy.

I check the school calendar, hoping for a Friday off day, but no such luck. Oh well, at least I have that memory.

Then, on Thursday night, I get an urgent message alert on the school’s parent web app. Reading it, I think, this didn’t come from the school; this came straight from God.

TO: ALL GRADE 1 THROUGH 5 PARENTS

DUE TO A MAJOR TRANSFORMER FAILURE, WEST ELEMENTARY SCHOOL IS WITHOUT ELECTRICITY. ALL CLASSES ON FRIDAY, AUGUST 8, ARE CANCELED. WE HOPE TO RESUME A NORMAL SCHEDULE ON MONDAY, AUGUST 11. THANK YOU FOR YOUR UNDERSTANDING.

Thanking the cosmic forces of the universe, I call into his bedroom. “Hey, Kev! Bad news! School is canceled tomorrow!”

Kevin comes trotting out. “Really!? So, what’s the bad news?”

“The bad news is I have to take the day off to spend with… oh, wait! There is no bad news!” Truth is, I think it’s great news.

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It's Friday morning now, and I wake up in the best possible mood, anticipating a chance at hooking up with those gorgeous Mini-Golfing MILFs again. Technically, Dawn is no longer a MILF to me; she’s a MILFA (A for again)

Kevin wolfs down a bowl of Cap’n Crunch as I sip my second cup of coffee. He looks up from his tablet. “So, what are we gonna do today, Dad?”

“I thought maybe you’d like to go back to the Mermaid Mini-Golf course,” I suggest casually. “We had a lot of fun last week.”

“You? Want to go mini-golfing? Seriously!? I thought you didn’t like it!” Kevin goes back to his cereal and his tablet. “Maybe we could do go-carts instead.” I feel my heart in my throat.

“Go-carts are fun too,” I agree, cautiously. “But it’s not something we can really do together. You’re too big to share a cart with me anymore. And I heard it might rain this afternoon.” I’m making that part up.  “Hey, maybe you’ll run into your friend Roger again. His mom said they go every Friday.”

Kevin looks up from his tablet. “C’mon, Dad, I know why you really want to go. Why don’t you just admit it?”

Crap! He’s on to me! Am I being that obvious? “Admit what?” I ask as nonchalantly as possible.

Kevin laughs. “Admit that you’re just mad because I beat you! You want another chance!”

I laugh and throw my napkin at him. “Nuh-uhh! But… if you really think you can’t beat me again…”

“You’re on!” Kevin fires the napkin back at me. “I’m gonna wipe the floor with you!”

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We pull into the parking lot at Mermaid Cove Underwater Adventure and Mini-Golf at exactly 11:15 a.m. I carefully time it so we arrive at the same time as last week. Entering the building, I scan the room for Dawn and Naomi, but don’t see them.

Don’t panic, I tell myself. They’ll get here. We buy our tickets, and Kevin is ready to go. I try to stall him. “Hey, let’s check out the arcade first!”

“What’s the matter, Dad? Chicken?! BWAAK, BWAAK, BWAAK!”

“No way!” I tell him. “I just saw that they have that new Cybersled game. I know you’ve been wanting to try it.”

“They do?! Yeah, let’s play!” Then, he mocks me. “Just something else I’ll beat you at!” I love this kid’s competitive nature. He got it from me.

I buy tokens and we hit the machine. He’s right about one thing – he beats me badly. I keep checking the door for any sign of our friends. This was a stupid idea, I tell myself. You were thinking with your little head, not your big one.

We’ve wasted ten dollars' worth of tokens so Kevin can kick my ass at Cybersled. I’m ready to give up. “Okay, I surrender! You are the master of the Cybersled, and I bow down to your superior wrist action!  Now, let’s go play golf.”

Kevin throws up his fists over his head and does a victory dance as we head toward the mini-golf entrance line. “OH, YEA-UH! OH, YEA-UH! OH, YEA-UH!”

I’m feeling sorry for myself as we select our putters and golf balls, but trying to keep a positive outlook for Kevin. He’s unaware of my real motives for the outing. No need to ruin his day.

Then, we hear, “KEVIN!! You’re here!”

Turning around, we see Roger running up to greet us. Kevin calls out, “We came back so I could beat my dad again!” My day just got infinitely brighter.

Naomi and Dawn come walking up with their other four kids in tow. Dawn is dressed almost exactly as she had been last week. The only difference is that the spaghetti strap Lycra top is now burgundy, making her tits stand out even better against the contrast.

Naomi looked beautiful last week in her full-length black dress, but this week is far better. Her shoulder-length brown hair and soft brown doe eyes are complemented by a bright floral print sun dress. The sleeveless design gives a nice view of those beautiful tattoos, and the plunging neckline reveals that there is even more ink between her tatties.

“You came back so you could get beat again?” Dawn says to me, teasingly.

“Not a chance!” I tell her. Then, directly to Kevin, “I came back to KICK HIS BUTT!”

Kevin and I wait as the ladies buy their tickets, then we all get in line together.  It’s not nearly as busy today as it was last week, since most kids are back in school. Once again, I am mesmerized by Dawn’s incredible tits every time she putts a ball. But this time, I don’t have to sneak my peeks; she knows I’m looking and encourages it.

We are careful what we say when the kids can hear us, but the conversation out of earshot is arousing and revealing. “I gotta tell you, last week was the hottest sex I think I’ve ever had,” I tell Dawn. “You went from pure angel to insatiable fuck bitch in the blink of an eye!”

She smiles sexily. “Insatiable fuck bitch. I like that! It definitely describes me when the itch hits. I may have to make it my first tattoo!”

Naomi shakes her head and smiles. “You should get that inked right above your landing strip, so Tom has to read it every time he cleans you up.”

“Wait! What you said about your husband cleaning up my cum was real?!” At this point, I guess I shouldn’t be shocked, but I am.

“Her husband LOVES that shit,” Naomi whispers. “He’s one kinky motherfucker.”

Dawn tells me, “He loves it when I fuck other guys and he gets sloppy seconds. He makes me give him every detail while he’s eating me, then he pounds the shit out of me.” She lets out a big sigh. “Fuck, now I’m getting the itch again!”

“Hey, we agreed it’s my turn today!” Naomi jumps in. “You’re not the only insatiable fuck bitch in the world!”

I am liking these ladies more and more every second. I’ve also completely lost any concentration on mini-golf that I may have had. Which Kevin is happy to remind me. “We’re only on the seventh hole and I’m already ahead by eight!” he calls from the cup, taunting. “Ready to give up?... Again!?”

“Nope. I feel a big comeback coming on,” I tease him. “One of us is going down on the back nine, and it’s not gonna be me!”

This draws glances and big smiles from Dawn and Naomi. “One of you is going down, for sure,” Naomi laughs. “But I don’t think it’s going to be Kevin!” Fortunately, the innuendo goes right over the kids’ heads.

As we play on, I try to find out a little more about Naomi. “So, what is it that makes you an insatiable fuck bitch?” I ask her teasingly. “Kinky motherfucker husband?”

Dawn rolls her eyes. “Here we go,” she says. “Take cover!”

Uh, oh. Did I just fuck this up?  I think to myself.

Naomi gathers herself.  “You got the motherfucker part right,” she says with anger. But it’s clear the anger isn’t directed at me. She tells me that her husband, or Ex-husband, was a serial cheater. Seems that he does a lot of traveling for his job, and has a weakness for ladies of the evening.  “The shit stain didn’t even care that I knew! He laughed at me! Figured I’d stick with him for his money.”

Dawn signals Naomi to chill, because the kids are picking up on her anger. I start regretting having asked the question. Naomi takes a few deep breaths and calms herself.

“But then I cleaned him out in the divorce settlement! Who’s laughing now?!” It’s clear she is all about revenge at this point in her life. Given my situation with Eileen, I can’t say I blame her.

“So, to answer your question, I’m an insatiable fuck bitch because I’m making up for lost time when I was a naïve, devoted wife to a total piece of shit. And I let him know it every chance I get!”

I guess the diatribe is over, because she goes from angry to horny without missing a beat. “And you’re the lucky stiff who’s gonna benefit from it!”

She’s got that right. I am a lucky stiff, emphasis on stiff. I can’t wait to get to the eighteenth hole. By now, Kevin has an insurmountable lead on me in the golf score.

“Twenty-point lead with two holes to go!” Kevin continues to taunt me. “You probably wish we’d gone go-karting now, don’t you?”

No, I don’t wish that at all. “Okay, you win this time,” I tell him. “But how about this? I bet you can’t make a hole in one on the eighteenth! If you do, I’ll give you twenty dollars in arcade tokens to play with Roger. If you don’t, no tokens and I get to pick where we go for lunch.” I say this knowing the eighteenth hole is notoriously easy; almost impossible to miss. If Kevin and Roger are flush with arcade tokens, it gives Naomi and me time to slip away for our own games.

“Deal!” Kevin shouts. “You’re gonna regret that!” No, I’m not.

Five minutes later, I’m buying arcade tokens and Kevin is gloating again. I buy extra tokens for the rest of the kids. “Kevin, I have to go to the restroom. Dawn will keep an eye on you while I’m gone.”

As I enter the men’s room, Naomi is waiting outside. There are a couple of kids inside, so I pretend to be peeing until they’re gone. Then I open the door and Naomi sneaks in. We lock ourselves into one of the private stalls and Naomi is out of her sundress in a flash. That’s when I discover she has no bra or panties. Her tits are gorgeous and stand up firm and tall all on their own. She has another tattoo between her breasts; this one of a wolf’s head with its mouth curled into a howl. I waste no time planting my face on it and push her tits together, biting and licking her hardening nipples.

“Oh yeah,” she moans. “Suck my tatties!” She reaches down and unbuckles my belt. I pull my shorts down to my ankles and Naomi grabs my fully engorged cock, stroking me with both hands. “Oh, I can see why Dawn got the itch so fast,” she says, her voice gravelly. “That thing’s beautiful!”

We don’t waste any time. I bend Naomi over, standing above the toilet as she spreads her legs for me. Just as I’m about to enter her, she reaches into her purse and grabs her phone. Okay, these girls both have some real kinks, I think.

Naomi turns on her camera, then reaches behind and guides me into her hot gash. No need for foreplay, she is already soaking wet with pussy juice. She sets the camera into selfie mode and holds it between her legs, recording a close-up view of my cock sliding in and out.

“Look at that beautiful cock in my pussy,” she croaks, lust in her voice. “I love getting my pussy filled with a beautiful, big cock! Watch him slide in and out of me!” It’s almost as if she’s narrating the scene as we’re fucking. She pulls the camera up and talks directly into it. “He’s gonna fuck me harder, now. I am an insatiable fuck bitch! Come on, slam my cunt! Give me every damn inch of that delicious dick!”

Then she lowers the camera down between her legs again. This is very weird, but I find myself incredibly turned on by it. I keep slamming her harder and harder.

Suddenly, she stops and stands up. Speaking straight into the camera, she says, “Now watch while he fucks me in the ass! You always wanted my ass, but I never let you! Well, he gets to!”

I suddenly realize she’s talking to her ex-husband. It’s like revenge porn, only in reverse. Naomi takes her phone out of selfie mode and hands it to me her as she bends back over. “Get some good shots of yourself up my ass!”

I do my best to hold the camera steady while sliding my cock into her damn near perfect ass. She’s tight and it takes some hard pushing, but once I’m in, it’s sooo worth it.

Sliding in and out of her tight ass, I’m not sure if I’m supposed to say anything or not, but I decide to stay quiet, other than grunting with pure pleasure. Naomi fills in the blanks. “See that big cock in my ass, Roger? It’s way bigger than yours! I bet you wish it was yours! Did you butt-fuck your whores, Roger? I’m sure they weren’t as tight as me!”

I’m enjoying Naomi’s ass, but this revenge talk is really getting me worked up. I feel my testicles tightening, ready for blast off. Naomi senses it too. “Don’t cum yet!” she tells me. “I want you to cum right where he always wanted to!”

She turns around and sits on the toilet seat. “Are you ready for this, Roger? Are you ready to watch him cum where you always wanted to?”

I don’t know where Roger always wanted to cum, but I’m ready to find out. Naomi puts both hands on my hips and plunges my dick into her mouth. No build-up, nothing gentle, just straight to the back of her throat. She pulls it all the way out and slams it back in again. My balls are pounding against her face and her drool is pouring out all over her tits. She keeps at it like a madwoman, gasping for air and massaging my nutsack.

Again, I feel my balls tightening, and I know I won’t last much longer. She pulls my cock out and strokes it furiously. “See that, Roger?! He’s going to cum all over my pretty face! He’s gonna paint me with his jizz! Are you watching, Roger!?”

That’s all I can take. I shoot out a huge rope of cum straight into her mouth. She slides my cock all over her face as I pump my cum onto her nose, cheeks, chin and forehead. She sticks out her tongue, showing the camera the semen coating it. Then she uses her finger to scoop up the mess on her face and slide it all into her mouth.

“Did you like that, Roger? Did you like seeing his cum all over your wife’s face? No, wait! Your EX-WIFE’S face?” Naomi is enjoying this moment, tormenting her ex. “I hope you liked it, Roger! Because YOU will never cum on this face again!”  Then, she rubs my cock across her face one more time. “FUCK YOU, ROGER!”

She turns the camera off. “That was fun!” she says, her voice back to normal. “I’ll send that to him later. Sorry if it got a little weird for you, but when the itch hits…”

I vow right there that if I ever see her again, I sure as fuck won’t do anything to piss her off.

Naomi cleans her face. We dress and sneak back out to the arcade area. Kevin and Roger, Jr. are still engaged in a tight Cybersled battle. “They barely noticed you left,” Dawn tells us. She leans in close to me. “Bet you’re glad you’re not Roger.”

No shit, I think.  Naomi takes out her phone again. I tense up, thinking the worst possible things that might happen next. She hands it to me.

“Type in your phone number,” she says. “I’m sure Kevin and Roger would like another play date!”

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At home Friday night, I’m having a drink after getting Kevin to bed, replaying the incredible day in my mind. Two beautiful women, each with her own wildly sexy kink. I feel lucky to have found them. I’m drowsy and about to drop off to sleep when my phone buzzes. It’s a text from Naomi.

How about a play day next Tuesday?

I text back. Love to, but Kevin has school.

Just a minute later, another text. This time, it’s an image file.

Naomi and Dawn are sitting next to each other on a sofa, legs spread, no panties. Their Lycra tops are pulled down, and their beautiful tits are hanging out. Dawn is holding an enormous dildo and stuffing it up Naomi’s twat.

Kevin’s not invited.