I got home on Tuesday evening and did a quick tidy-up. At around 7 pm, the doorbell went, and there stood Louise. She looked a lot slimmer than I had expected her to be. "Hi," she said with a confident tone.

"Louise, Hi. Come in," I said, looking at her tight jeans and loose-fitting top as she walked past me.

"Thanks. Do you remember me? I've lost some weight since we last met," she chuckled.

"I can tell. You look great," I said.

"Still some work to do on my ass, though," she said, spinning around. "Are you sure you want to do this with me? I'm not the most attractive person; you'll probably want me to keep most of these on. I have quite a bit of excess skin that is planned to be surgically removed soon. My husband doesn't like to see it, but we pretty much stopped having sex a long time ago. I don't mind if you change your mind."

I smiled at her; at least she was being honest. I got straight to the point to let her know I was still interested. "MJ mentioned the pull-out method. I assume that's okay with you?"

She smiled at me, "That sounds perfect," she said, removing her shoes and leaving them by the door.

"Drink?" I asked.

"Please. Anything diet, I’m trying to watch my weight," she laughed. I passed her a Diet Coke. "The club sounds interesting. MJ mentioned there were quite a few members."

"Yeah, there is, though everything is confidential for obvious reasons."

"Oh, I agree. You don't want a group of angry husbands or boyfriends at your door, do you?"

"Indeed, we go to great lengths to cover everything up. What is your excuse tonight?"

"He's away with work.  We don't speak much. He wouldn't know if I was home and wouldn't ask me where I'd been anyway. I wouldn't be surprised if he's shagging someone right now. I've never asked, nor do I want to know. I’ve got a babysitter looking after the kids; she’s my best friend's daughter, so I can call on her whenever I need her. "

"So that's why you are here?"

She nodded, "You're not my first. These big tits get me noticed. Tit guys are attracted to them. Are you a tit man?"

"More of a leg, man, though your tits are impressive," I chuckled.

"Ah, sorry, my legs aren't great."

"I like feet, socks, stockings and nice shoes," I added.

"Ah yes, MJ mentioned you like seeing women in heels, but I'm afraid I've not worn any for years."

"I like those socks you are wearing, though. I've no idea why, but I like seeing women in white sports socks."

"I'm glad I've got something you approve of. Are you ready then? I can't believe a handsome guy like yourself wants to do this with me."

I moved closer and put my arms around her shoulders, drawing her closer to me, "I'm going to take you upstairs and fuck you. Are you ready for this?" I asked.

"Fuck yes, I have to warn you, I can get quite vocal, some choice words may be spoken."

I leaned in and kissed her exposed shoulder and neck, "You can be as crude as you want, Louise. Tonight is about pleasing you, giving you something you should get at home. I'm here to help you out in any way possible. Plus, I get the benefit of stuffing my cock into you and relieving myself of one or more loads of cum."

I felt her shudder as she pressed herself against me, my cock growing and pushing into her.

I grabbed her hand and led her upstairs, and stood outside the bedroom, "If you cross this threshold, I will be pushing my bare cock into you, fucking you hard. Are you sure this is what you want?"

She looked up at me and kissed my cheek, "As long as you dump your cum into my ass, then yes, let's get on with it."

Anal, I'd never mentioned that. Did she want that, or was it a joke? Perhaps she had asked MJ about it. "You want it in your ass?" I asked.

"Yes, is that ok with you?"

I nodded, "Yeah, I just wasn't expecting anal tonight, but I'm all for it."

She walked into the room and stood by the bed, "I want to see your cock. MJ says you are pretty big."

"Well, I've had no complaints, not negative ones anyway," I said, standing before her. "Why don't you get on your knees and have a look at what is going to go into your pussy and your ass tonight."

She smiled up at me as she knelt on the floor, tugging at my shorts, eventually freeing my cock. "Wow, you're fucking big," she said, taking hold of me and wrapping her fingers around me. "I'm not sure why I agreed to anal. I'll have a hard time getting you in my pussy," she said, studying me closely, then opening her mouth and taking the head in.

“We don’t have to do anal. I’ll happily cum in your mouth or anywhere you want,” I said, saving her mouth on my cock. It felt good as she swiped her tongue over me, inching down my cock as she held the base and took as much into her mouth as she could. She blew me for a while, sucking and slurping on me, she was good and was trying her best to please me, but it was time to please her. I held her head and looked down at her. "I want to fuck you right now," I said.

She pulled off me and stood up, unfastened her jeans, wriggling them down her hips to the floor, then sat on the edge of the bed, pulling them off her feet. I helped to tug them off as I stood out of my shorts and pulled off my top. She ran her eyes over me, approving of what she saw. Once her jeans were off, I pushed her backwards onto the bed and lifted her legs, her black lacy panties now blocking my view and entry. I grabbed them and pulled them down her legs, dropping them onto the floor and spreading her legs wide. There were just a few hairs above her pussy; she kept herself pretty well-shaved, which was good to see.

She grabbed my cock and stroked me, pulling me closer to her.

"You want this?" I asked.

"Fuck yeah," she said, her breathing already quickening. "Just be gentle. I'm not used to one this size."

I moved closer, resting the head on her pussy lips and moving it around, feeling her wet lips open slightly and the head sink between them. She was warm and moist as I held myself still, feeling her wriggling her hips, urging me to push it in, but I wanted to hear her say it.

"You ready for this? You want me to push it in you?" I asked.

"Yeah," she repeated.

"Tell me what you want."

She looked up at me and groaned, "I want you to fuck me with your big cock, fuck me with this monster, just be gentle at first, let me get used to your size, then my pussy is yours."

I leaned over her, her tits flattening on her chest, still encased in her top and bra, as I pushed and entered her, feeling her tight pussy on my cock, not something I expected.

"Oh fuck," she cried. "You're big, oh shit, slowly. Wait for my cunt to stretch around your cock," she moaned. I looked at her, and her eyes lost focus as she quickly came.

"That's it, Lou, come all over my cock. I want to feel your pussy grabbing my cock as you cum on me. You’re going to be doing this a lot tonight. "

"Oh shit, oh shit," she chanted as I started to work myself deeper into her, pulling out a little way and then pushing into her. I held her legs and used them as leverage, pressing harder against her.

"Almost there, babe, just a little more," I said.

"Fuck yes, push it all in me. I feel so full," she groaned.

"Not yet," I said, pulling out of her and grabbing her hands, sitting her up. "I want to see those big tits of yours first."

She looked up at me, her face flushed, "Are you sure? I'd have to take my top off, and I'm not very..."

I stopped her by leaning in and kissing her full on the lips. I grabbed her top and lifted, "Lose the clothes. I want to watch your big tits moving around when I push my cock deep inside you and fuck you hard."

She helped me lift it off. There was some loose skin around her belly, which she was trying to hide from me. Then, I reached behind her, unsnapping her bra and pulling it off. All she wore now were her cute white socks. Her hands went to her belly, trying to cover it up. "Like I said, it's not nice."

I leaned over her and kissed her full on the lips, then moved down her neck and shoulders to her large tits, sucking on each hard nipple.

I sat up a little and took hold of her hands, moving them out of the way. "Don't be embarrassed. It will ruin what we are doing here if you are constantly thinking about it." I moved lower and kissed her inner thighs and made my way up to her pussy, lightly kissing her lips and clit, then moved up and kissed her belly. I felt her hand on my head, her fingers in my hair as I kissed all over her body.

I moved up and entered her again, going in deep. "Oh shit, shit," she moaned, her pussy grabbing me again.

I fucked her slowly, and eventually, our hips met as she took all of me, "There you go, babe, all in you. Your pussy feels awesome, so hot and wet, it's grabbing me tightly."

"You feel huge. I've never felt so full. Sometimes, I can't tell whether my husband is in me. I usually hear him grunting after a minute, then he rolls off. Fuck me, fuck me now." I started to fuck her with long strokes, getting faster and harder until I was ramming the whole length into her hard. Her tits were shaking all around her body. I grabbed one and sucked on her nipple, feeling how hard it was on my tongue, and then she screamed. "Fuck I'm coming," she cried, her body jerking underneath me. "Fuck my cunt, fuck it hard, make me cum again," she screamed.

I continued to fuck her for a while, taking my time and making it last for her. Eventually, I rolled off her, and she lay there breathing hard, her big tits rising and falling as she took in quick deep breaths.

"How are you doing?" I asked as I lay looking at her.

"Fucking hell," she moaned, rolling onto her side to face me, placing an arm over her belly. "I've not been fucked like that for a long time," she smiled.

"We're not done yet, babe. We're only just getting started," I said, taking hold of her arm and moving it. "Don't be embarrassed; you should be proud of your achievements."

"It doesn't look nice though."

"It doesn't bother me," I said, placing my hand on her belly and moving it around her. I moved closer and kissed her, rolling her over onto her back as we continued to make out. "Time to fuck again."

"Oh shit," she moaned as I moved her onto all fours and entered her from behind. "Fuck yes, fuck me," she cried as I pounded away at her pussy, watching her big tits swinging around underneath her. She collapsed forwards, and I lay on top of her, kissing her neck as my cock slid around between her legs. I fucked the gap between her legs, and occasionally, she gasped as I entered her pussy.

I suddenly felt the need to cum, there was no way I was going to get in her ass without any preparation, so I rolled her over and lifted her legs, entering her again, and I used her legs as leverage.

Her hands instinctively went to her belly, covering it up, but I took hold of them and entwined our fingers tightly, lifting them towards her boobs.

I fucked her hard, my orgasm approaching, "Sorry, babe, but I'm not going to make it to your ass. I need to cum now."

I saw her eyes glaze over and felt her pussy grabbing onto me. She came hard underneath me as I rammed my cock furiously into her, our hands holding each other tightly as our bodies slapped together with each stroke.

"Cumming," she screamed, her body going rigid below me. Her pussy let loose a stream of liquid that turned her into a wet, swampy mess.

I pulled out and lay my cock on her belly as she looked up at me, "I'm going to cum all over your body," I said, feeling my cock pulse and firing out streams of cum up her body.

"Oh shit, shit," she moaned, watching my cock pulse and feeling the cum landing over her, spraying over her belly and up against her tits.

I let go of her hands. "Spread my cum over you," I said, sitting back and watching her hands run through the lines of cum on her.

"Fucking hell, there's so much of it," she said, running her fingers through it, spreading it over herself.

I went to get her a towel and cleaned her up, then lay next to her. She was still breathing heavily as we lay side by side on the bed.

"What are you thinking about?" I asked.

"Your cock and how it felt inside me. I've not felt anything like that before. I could feel you hitting me deep inside. It was wonderful."

"Let's take a break, then we can go again."

"Again? Wow, really?"

"Sure, there's no rush, is there? Or do you have somewhere to be?"

"No, I didn't expect to do it twice tonight."

We lay and relaxed for a while. She talked about her life and family. The conversation formed around her and the kids; her husband was never mentioned. I got the feeling that if it weren't for the kids, they would have split long ago.

I rolled her onto her back and kissed her, “Time for my cock to go back inside you. I assume you’d like some more?”

She didn’t answer but grabbed my cock and aimed at her wet hole again. I pushed forwards and slid back into her welcoming pussy, bringing a hiss and a deep sigh from her.

We fucked in various positions for a while. Her favourite position was on her side, with me sliding along her lower leg and deep into her soaking wet pussy. I came over her tits next time, deciding to save her ass for her next visit.

We stood in the hallway, and she was now dressed and ready to leave.

"Thank you for tonight. It was the best sex I've had in a very long time," she smiled.

"You're welcome. I enjoyed it as well. I liked being with you, feeling you cumming on my cock. Next time I'm going into that sweet ass of yours and filling it with at least two loads of cum. You have a body made for fucking, and I'm certainly going to fuck you whenever you want." I said, holding her hand.

"You don't have to say that. I know I'm not much to look at; everyone else in the club must be prettier than me," she smiled.

"You are a good fuck, Louise," I said, taking her cheek in my hand. "I want to fuck you again," I said, spinning her around and kissing her neck and exposed shoulders while reaching around to her boobs and taking hold of them. I felt my cock start to twitch as I rubbed myself on her ass. I could hear her breathing quicken and felt her nipples begin to become erect again. I grabbed her hand and led her into the lounge, pulling down my shorts and sitting on the sofa.

“You are getting hard again? How?” she asked.

“I want to fuck you again. Clothes off," I said, stroking my growing cock. She stood looking at me. I could see her chest rising and falling as she watched my cock grow again. "Louise," I said, breaking her daydream, "My cock is growing as I think about fucking you again. Strip. Everything off right now. I want you to suck my cock, then sit on me and ride me while I suck on your wonderful big tits."

She groaned, kicking off her shoes and lifting her top over her head, "I can't believe my fat, ugly body turns you on," she said, pulling off the rest of her clothes and underwear.

"You're not fat and ugly, honey," I said.

She smiled at me, grabbing her belly and lifting it. "What's this then."

"A sign of determination," I said.

She smiled at me, giving up on arguing. "My panties are soaked. You didn't cum in me, did you?" she asked, placing her arms in front of her to cover herself up.

"No, that's all you," I said. "Turn around and bend over; show me your pussy and your ass that I'm going to bury my cock and cum in next time." She turned around and bent over at the waist, looking back at me. "Spread your legs and your cheeks."

"Like this?" she asked, spreading her legs and cheeks wide.

"Perfect," I said, looking at her wet pussy lips and her crinkled rear hole. "Now stand up and turn around. Place your hands on your hips and tell me what you want me to do to you next time." She hesitated a little, "Don't be embarrassed, honey; your body is what it is." She sighed and placed her hands on her hips. "Now tell me what you would like me to do to you next time."

"I want you to fuck me, just like you did today. Then I want you in my ass, fucking me there. I like it in the ass, but I don't get much action these days. I want you to cum, deep in my ass. I want to feel you cumming in my ass."

"Your pussy looks wet," I said.

"It is. I can feel myself leaking."

"Come here and sit on me," I said, sliding towards the sofa's edge.

She straddled me and sank down, taking me back inside her.

"Fuck yes," she moaned as she settled down on me, her wet pussy swallowing my cock with ease. I leaned forward and kissed her tits, sucking on her hard nipples as she rocked on me.

I had her fuck me for a while, then got her to turn around and reverse onto me as I helped her rise and fall on my cock. "I'm looking at your asshole, thinking about your next visit when I’ll be pushing my cock into there. Does that turn you on?"

"Yes," she hissed, stopping her movements, leaning forward, spreading her cheeks wide, and looking back at me. "I want you in my ass, though I'm sure it's going to hurt."

"Yes, it probably will hurt, but you will take it all in there. Now, I want you to lay down on the floor for me." She groaned and got off me, my wet cock slapping against my chest as it was released from her wet pussy. I stood over her. “Lay back, arms at the side, honey. I want to see you. Now, legs high in the air and spread them wide." She did as I asked. "Now, play with your wet pussy. Let me hear how wet it is while you make yourself cum," I said, kneeling between her legs. "Once you cum, I'm going to push my cock back into you and fuck you again."

She groaned loudly as her fingers went to work on her clit. I slapped her inner thighs with my cock as she teased herself. "Oh shit, I'm cumming," she moaned.

"That's it, honey, cum for me," I said, running my hands over her body that I could easily reach. She started to shake, her boobs flopping around as she came. Instead of pushing my cock into her, I slid two fingers into her and rubbed her G-spot hard. Her eyes shot open as I felt her inner wall expand and go hard. Her pussy exploded on my fingers as she came. I quickly pulled out and replaced my fingers with my cock, hammering myself into her.

"I'm cumming, fuck yes, fuck me, make me cum again."

I continued hammering into her wet pussy, her fluids leaking out of her as she repeatedly came. I stopped and pulled out of her, looking down at her chest, which was heaving as she took in large gasps of air.

"You ok, honey," I asked as she slowly opened her eyes. All she could do was mumble something incoherent. I lay beside her, running my hand over her body as her breathing settled. She stretched out her arms and legs, sighing deeply, then turned to look at me. I kissed her, full on the lips. "Next time you come over, I want no shyness or embarrassment from you. As soon as you get here, I want you to strip off all your clothes and spend the entire time naked. No more covering yourself up. I want you to relax and concentrate only on what we will be doing together, not on covering yourself up all the time. OK?"

"Sorry, it's just a habit. My husband never likes to see it, so I cover it as much as possible."

"Well, I want to see it. I want to see all of you. Don't be ashamed. It proves what you have achieved by losing so much weight."

She nodded, "You like my wobbly bits," she chuckled.

I leaned down and kissed her belly. "I like all of you."

"It won't be around much longer, so make the most of it," she laughed.

I eventually let her leave, but only after we had another hot, steamy kiss by the front door.

I lay in bed that night and thought about the different women in my life.

MJ and Kate, the two sexy, hot women, who, if I told either of them I was feeling a little horny, they would be with me within half an hour.  

Priti, the cute Asian girl. I haven’t seen her for some time now. She may have had second thoughts and decided not to continue.

Anna, with her tall, slim, hot athletic body with large tits that I had yet to explore.

Tina, the middle-aged woman with a hot body and was a delight to fuck.

Louise, the plus size, plain-looking woman that I usually wouldn’t take a second glance at. Though, for some reason, I was attracted to her, maybe it was her great personality, which made up for her body and her ‘wobbly bits’ as she called them. Sure, she wasn’t the prettiest, but she was a damn good fuck.

They were all different in their own ways. I liked them all, but most of all, I liked MJ. I missed being around her, not just the sex but the day-to-day company, but that ship had sailed. We were now just good friends with benefits.

Anna messaged me the next day, postponing Friday's meal for a week. Her mother was having some minor surgery, so she'd have to be with her all Friday. I replied, saying I hoped everything went well. See you next week. She replied with thanks and a kiss.

Kate messaged, asking if I was free any time. "I’ve no plans, so whenever you want," I replied.

"Friday?"

"Sounds perfect." Perhaps Friday night wasn't a bust after all.

Kate arrived Friday after finishing work early. "How about we work up an appetite before dinner," she giggled.

I wasn't going to argue with that. We fucked for a while, and I came, shooting my load over her ass and back.

I lay beside her as she lay on her front, "Another great fuck," she smiled. "I needed that after this week. It's been shit. I really hate my job and the people I manage. I need to get out of there and find somewhere else."

"Can you not move to a different department?"

"It's the same shit everywhere, all my team are pissed off with everything. It's just SSDD."

I laughed, "Yeah, Same Shit, Different Day. That's the joys of large corporations, though, full of wankers and arseholes."

"Not all of them, though,” she said, kissing me. "I can feel your cum starting to run off me." I went to get a towel and dried her off. "I'm thinking about going back on birth control, then we don't need to be as careful."

"That would be nice. I'd love to be balls deep inside you when I cum."

"I'd like that too. How long do you think we'll be doing this?"

"I've no idea. Why? Do you want to stop?"

"No, not at all. I just wondered if you had any long-term plans?"

"Not at the moment, no. I'm just happy being with my girls and pleasuring them all. I guess it will end once either one of us finds another partner. I doubt they would be happy to be sharing us."

"I guess not, though I've no plans to look around. I've been down that road and still have the scars," she sighed. She moved closer and kissed me. "I should have done it sooner. I'm looking forward to having you cum in me. It's been such a long time since I felt a cock explode inside me and their cum running out of me."

"Well, I can always put it in your ass and fill up your tight rear hole with cum," I laughed, knowing she wasn't a fan.

"That sounds tempting, but no," she laughed. "Especially with this monster."

We went for dinner, and Kate wore her work outfit, which attracted the usual attention. "Half the guys in here want to fuck you. I can see them looking at you."

She smiled and looked around, wriggling her hips. "Let's show them some more thigh," she chuckled, her dress riding higher up her leg.

"Tease. They are probably wondering what you are wearing underneath that sexy outfit of yours."

"At least you know what I'm wearing. That's if you were paying attention."

"Always. Black today. I can still picture you standing by the bed in it," I said.

She smiled, "Well done. When we get back to yours, I want you to ruin my makeup again with your cum, spray it all over my face."

I felt my cock twitch at the thought. "Deal," I said.

We got back, and after having a break to let our meal digest, we went back to bed and fucked. I took her from behind and playfully touched her ass, running a finger over her tight rear hole. "One day, babe, you'll let me in there."

She looked back at me, "Maybe I'll surprise you one day."

"Oh, is that a promise?" I laughed.

"Maybe, maybe not if I chicken out," she laughed.

We fucked on and off for a while before Kate made me cum over her face, holding the head of my cock near the bridge of her nose, aiming my cum over her eyes and cheeks. I painted streams of cum over her face as she used my cock to spread it around, then sucked the last dribbles of cum out of me.

She went to clean up and returned, so her request that I ruin her makeup was now complete. "I did a good job of that," I laughed.

"Yeah, luckily, I still have some on. I wouldn't want to subject you to seeing me without makeup. That would kill any thoughts you had of more sex," she giggled.

"I'll just turn the lights off," I laughed.

She picked up a pillow and playfully hit me with it, "If you did that, you might forget who you are fucking," she giggled, hitting me again.

"I've done that before," I laughed, grabbing the pillow before she hit me again.

"Really? You didn't break any confidentiality rules, did you?" She laughed.

"No, it wasn't that bad. I got away with it, "I said, grabbing her arm and pulling her onto the bed.

I held her tightly, and we kissed. "I love kissing you, it gets me so horny," she said.

"Well, keep kissing me, then maybe you'll get so horny that you beg me to fuck your ass."

"I doubt I'll ever get that horny. What's the obsession with my ass anyway?"

"It's like the rest of you. It's so hot and sexy. I can imagine just how tight you will be around my cock as I work it into you and fuck you."

"I know MJ likes it. She’s told me a few times. What about the others?"

"No, just MJ at the moment, though I'm working on some of them," I said, moving down her body, her pussy was my target, and I was going to eat her until she begged me to stop. I kissed my way down and drove straight into her sex with my mouth, latching onto her clit and spreading her legs wide.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck," she chanted as I went to work on her, easing two fingers into her pussy as I continued to attack her clit. "Cumming," she cried, and I felt her tense up and then calm down again. After the third orgasm, she tried to move away, but I pushed two fingers into her and stroked her front wall, feeling her G-spot react. I looked up at her, her hand in her hair as she arched her back, a large orgasm sweeping over her. I removed my fingers and kissed her pussy and inner thighs lightly, then slowly moved up and lay beside her. She rolled onto her side, and I spooned behind her.

No words were spoken, and she drifted off to sleep in front of me. I wasn't far behind her either.

I woke. The room was dark, and the bed was empty. I could have sworn Kate was here, or was I just dreaming it? All these women were merging into one at times. It was slowly coming back to me. Yes, Kate was here. We fucked after dinner and then fell asleep.

I grabbed my phone to check the time. It was 2:35. Kate had sent a few messages.

"I'm home safely. Thanks for tonight. I didn't want to wake you. XXX"

Next was a photo, a picture of her ass with a finger pointing at her hole with the title "You want this?"

"Make me cum like that again, and it's yours. XXX"

"I can't believe I typed that. I must be drunk on a sexual high."

"I'm going to give you my ass next time. If you promise to be gentle with me, my ass is yours. XXX"

I smiled to myself, looking at the photo of her ass for a while, then rolling over and falling asleep.

I woke the following day to find my phone still on the bed. I looked at the messages again and replied, "You don't have to babe, but if you are sure, then I promise I will be gentle with you. x"

I chilled for the rest of the day, doing jobs around the house as my thoughts occasionally drifted to some of the women, particularly MJ. I was missing her company again. I didn’t like being on my own and wondered about asking Kate if she wanted to come back over and spend some time together, not for sex, but to be with each other. Some company, someone to talk to and share a day of my life with. In the end, I decided against asking her. She wasn't looking for anything like that. Our relationship was simply no strings attached sex, and that was all she and MJ wanted from me.

I had what most men would wish for: a group of sexy women all throwing themselves at me, each of them wanting sex, but deep down inside, I wasn’t happy. I needed more. I wanted a relationship. I wanted to spend my days with someone, not just a few hours here and there. Yes, the sex was good, and having these women available to me was awesome, but I needed something else. Something long-term.

I thought about joining a dating app and finding someone to love and spend my life with. But then I thought about MJ again. I wanted her back in my life. She was the one I chose to be with years ago, but things happened and got in the way. Maybe we could find a way to get back together and resolve our issues. I needed to tell her my feelings, but I wasn’t getting any vibes from her. She seemed happy doing what we were doing. Would telling her how I felt about her ruin our relationship and force her away from me? I knew I had to take that chance and tell her how I felt.

Sunday afternoon, I was in bed with MJ, who was lying on her front next to me with my second load of cum for the day now deeply deposited into her ass. I contemplated asking her, but she lay looking at me with a broad, contented, post-sex smile on her face. Now wasn’t the moment.

"I might have some new partners for you," she said.

"Oh, really? Tell me more."

"Well, you know my friend Sharon, the school teacher with big tits?" she giggled.

"I remember her, yes. She wants to join?" I asked.

"No, well, maybe. It's complicated."

"Oh, that sounds messy. You know I'm not looking for complicated situations," I said, now slightly worried.

"I know. What I mean is that it was complicated. She had an affair at work for months. She got pregnant. Her husband thinks it's his, but she's sure it's not. Anyway, the affair stopped while she was on maternity, but it's started again since."

"So, you're thinking of bringing her into the club."

"Maybe, but there's more to it. The guy she's cheating with is the head of sports at the school, he's called 'the coach', though he coaches many teams in different sports, the pupils started to call him coach, and so do many of the staff now, so it stuck. Anyway, he's fucked a few of the married women at school, some only once, but Sharon and a few others go back for repeat visits."

"Sounds like he's got it covered. Why do they need me?"

"They do it after school in his office above the changing rooms. It's all set up for fucking, nice sofa, thick rugs on the floor, blinds on the windows etc., but it's difficult to get time together. There's always someone around or matches after school, so secret undisturbed fucks can be few and far between."

"I see, so what's the plan?" I asked.

"I'm meeting the coach next week; his name is Tom, by the way. Perhaps we might be able to bring more people to the club, and he can help you out. He's a good-looking guy and a good fuck. Would you want to do it with Sharon?"

"Yeah, of course. I remember her big tits, she seemed nice from what I remember, but as she's a friend of yours, she must be okay," I chuckled.

"You'll like her. I've no idea who the others are as they work with Sharon. I don't know if they want to be club members, as some only did it once. Maybe they felt guilt or shame and never repeated it, or maybe they didn't get time to be with him again. I'm sure Tom will have some answers."

"Sounds interesting. I'll leave it to you, but you know my thoughts on anything complicated."

"Yeah, yeah, don't worry. I'll knock the idea on the head if it doesn't work." She leaned over and kissed me, "I need to get going. I've got lots of jobs to do today, and I've not started yet," she said, getting off the bed. "Oh shit," she cried, grabbing her ass and waddling out of the bedroom quickly. I guess her ass was starting to leak.

I went downstairs to get us some drinks and spotted the mail I kept for her. It was usually just junk mail, but one letter didn't look like junk. It was just a plain envelope with Hodgeson, Eastman, and Clark on the front. It looked official.

MJ came down, dressed and ready to leave. I passed her a soda and the mail. "Ah, more junk," she laughed.

"Maybe, but there's one there that doesn't look like junk."

She saw it and looked confused, "No idea what this is," she said, sitting at the table and opening it. She read the letter. "Fuck," she sighed.

"What's up?" I asked.

"It’s from a law firm down south. Uncle George has died."

"Really? Oh shit, I'm sorry, babe." I vaguely remembered Uncle George. I only met him once at a funeral. He was a bit eccentric and was dressed scruffy in an old suit. He kept himself to himself and left after the service.

"There goes my family. He was the last of my relatives," she sighed.

"He was your dad's brother, wasn't he?" I said, moving behind her and hugging her.

"Yeah, he lived down south somewhere, was a bit of a recluse, never married, and had no other siblings. It was just him and me left from Dad's side of the family. He never got on with my mum; she didn't like him either. He was never around, always off somewhere doing something."

"He was into imports and exports, wasn't he?"

"Yeah, back in the '60s and '70s, he'd buy any old military kit and export it to Africa, India, and the Far East. He was a bit of a wheeler-dealer, buying anything he thought he could sell at a profit somewhere. I remember Dad taking me to his place when I was small. I remember being frightened, lots of big old rusting machinery, cars and junk everywhere."

"What does the letter say?" I asked.

"They want me to arrange an appointment with them. There are some personal effects and items. I was named sole beneficiary in his will, which isn't surprising as he didn't have anyone else. I’m more surprised that he made a will."

"Maybe he's left you something. He must have lived somewhere or owned something?"

"No, I doubt it. I don’t know where he lived. He probably just rented somewhere. Also, it says he died suddenly in a care home, so if he did have property, he probably ended up selling everything to pay for his care. He never really had much anyway."

"When I saw him at the funeral, he looked like a homeless guy."

She nodded, "Yeah, that was Uncle George. He didn't waste money on anything, especially clothes. He probably had those for years, bought them second-hand, or found them in a lock-up somewhere."

I looked at the address. “That's a long way down there. It's a good five-hour drive on a good day."

"Yeah, I'll just call them. I'm sure they can send me what he had. I can't see it being much. Maybe some photos of my dad or something. They would be nice to see and keep."

"What about the funeral?" I asked.

"I've missed that, unfortunately. I'm not sure I would have gone anyway. It's a long way down there, and we weren't very close. Yes, I know he was my dad's brother, but I can probably count the number of times I met him on one hand."

"Still, giving him a fitting send-off would have been nice, as he's the last of your dad's family."

She nodded and sighed, a small tear forming in her eye. "I guess so. Fuck I'm getting upset over someone I didn't know."

I hugged her for a while, and she cried on my shoulder. MJ rarely cried or showed emotions, so she must have been upset. I moved us into the lounge, and we sat on the sofa. She lay her head in my lap as I stroked her head and shoulders, comforting her for some time.

She sat up, smiled, kissed me on the cheek, and sighed deeply. "Okay, emotions over," she said. “Thanks for the hug."

"Babe, anytime. If you need a hug or to talk about it, you know where I am."

"I know, thanks," she said, kissing me again. “You are a good friend, someone I can rely on when needed."

She left, looking a little down, which wasn't like her, especially after an afternoon of sex, but the news had come as a shock.

I texted her later that evening, "Hope you're okay, babe. I'm here if you need me. x"

She responded about an hour later, "Can I come over? Now?"

"Sure."

Twenty minutes later, she arrived, looking red-eyed and tearful. "I need a hug. This is bringing back memories of when my dad died."

She lay on me again on the sofa, and I softly stroked her hair, comforting her as she lay quietly on me. She fell asleep for a while, and I sat watching TV and looking at her sleeping body snuggled up to me on the sofa, moving my hand over her shoulders and hair.

It was now getting late, and I needed to move. "MJ," I said, gently waking her.

She sat up and stretched, obviously stiff after lying in the same position for hours. "Shit, look at the time," she said.

I took hold of her hand, "Stay the night. I know it's breaking our rules on no-strings or stayovers, but this is an exception. Stay here tonight, no sex. I'll hold you as you fall asleep. I don't want you to be alone tonight."

She looked at me and smiled, "Thanks, I'd like that."

We went up to the bedroom and got ready for bed. I kept my shorts on, but MJ stripped naked, which wasn't unusual as she always slept nude.

She got into bed in front of me, and we spooned together. "I might get hard, but just ignore it," I warned her.

"Pretty hard to ignore," she giggled, taking my hand and holding it against one of her boobs.

I kissed her on the shoulder. "Night," I said.

"Night, thanks for letting me stay," she said softly.

I managed to keep my erection under control and fell asleep, holding her tightly.

I woke the next morning hearing the shower running, casting my mind back to last night.

MJ appeared, her hair wrapped in a towel and another around her body. She saw I was awake and sang a cheerful "Morning."

She leaned over and kissed me, "Hi babe, you okay?"

"Yes, much better, thanks. I needed that last night,” she said, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"It was nice having you here," I said softly, stroking her arm.

She nodded, "Yes, it was. Falling asleep next to you last night felt different. It wasn't like when we were together. It felt so... intimate. It never felt like that before."

I nodded, "Yeah, it was nice having you here with me again."

She leaned over and kissed me again. "I need to get home and change for work," she said, dropping the towel and finding her clothes.

I watched her dress, my cock stiffening. Now was not the time for sex, I told myself, covering myself with the duvet, willing it to go down before MJ spotted it.

When she was ready, she kneeled on the bed beside me, and we hugged and kissed. "Thanks again," she smiled, then pulled back the covers, seeing my raging hard-on. She smiled and pulled down my shorts, releasing me. She moved down and kissed my cock. "Bye, you'll be back inside me soon," she said, getting off the bed.

She took a few steps, then turned around and sat on my legs, taking my cock in her hand and stroking me. "I'm tempted to sit on you, but we might be here for a while, and I need to go."

"It's okay, just go. You don't have to do this."

"I want to," she said, leaning forward and taking me into her mouth.

She blew me and stroked me, though as hot as it was, I wasn't ready for cumming.

"Fuck it," she moaned, leaning back and pulling off her leggings and panties. She lifted herself and sat on me, sinking me into her warm, welcoming pussy. "Early morning sex, we've not done this for a while."

"I know, but I'm sure it's breaking our rules on no sleepovers."

"There's a clause about Special Circumstances. Did you not read the contract?" She joked.

"No, I must have missed that part."

She pulled up her top, and I reached behind her removing her bra, taking her tits into my mouth. All she wore now were the cute ankle socks she had arrived in yesterday.

She sighed and rode me slowly as I felt my cock inside her familiar pussy.

"I'm not leaving until you cum," she said, looking down at me.

"Maybe I can hold off for a few hours. Then you might as well stay here all day."

"We both have work to go to. Imagine emailing Adrian, 'Sorry, can't come in today, my ex is sat on my cock, and we decided to have sex all day' Not sure he'd go with that."

"No, but it would be true," I laughed.

"How about we do doggie, and you fuck the shit out of me?" she said.

"How about we stay like this, and you ride me slowly? I love watching you sit on my cock while I suck your tits and make you cum."

That's precisely what she did. She stayed sat on my cock for a long time, just rocking and twisting her hips, while I played with her tits and sucked on her nipples just as she liked.

I lay there as she fucked me. I missed being with her. Yes, she could be a pain sometimes, but it was times like this that I missed being with her. Holding and being with her like last night only made it more evident that I really missed her.

I let go of her tits and held her face, "I love you babe."

"Love you too," she said.

"I'm going to cum, I'm trying to hold it back, but I can't."

She slid down me and took me into her mouth, and I came, filling her mouth, and she swallowed everything I could give her.

She sat up and wiped her mouth. "Time for work," she giggled. I lay back and watched her dress again, and she left.  “See you at the office later," she smiled.

I got ready myself and headed to work. My thoughts were on MJ and how I felt about her. Telling her my true feelings towards her during her moment of grief wasn’t the right moment; I would need to wait.