Friday night after work there was a standing invitation to everyone to stop in at the local bar for a few drinks. Some Fridays there were two of us; others, up to fifteen of my co-workers would show up. Some evenings were short; some extended into the early hours of Saturday morning. Some evenings I would end up going home alone, but some evenings I would get company.
It was two weeks before Christmas and this was one of those evenings.
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The four women arrived together and gathered around the tables we occupied. Terri and Joanie came fairly often and had each spent time in my bedroom on occasion. Heather came once a month, usually had one drink and then left to go home to her husband and kids. Susan had never come before, and I was surprised to see her join us.
Terri explained that Susan was now divorced and shared custody of her two girls, with her ex having them every second weekend. As a result they had managed to convince her to come along and enjoy her newly-found single freedom.
Susan was in her mid-thirties, at least ten to twelve years older than I was, and had been married almost thirteen years. At just over five feet tall with brown hair and a curvy mom body she was an attractive and appealing woman. Terri and Joanie had been urging her to get out and meet people, have a few flings, and enjoy herself. Until tonight she had declined, saying she wasn't ready.
The evening was moving along well with everyone drinking and mingling, with lots of laughs and conversations, and of course flirting. I had joined the ladies on the dance floor for a few songs and returned to the table for a drink when Susan took the seat next to me. She put her hand on my thigh and leaned in close.
"I want you to take me home tonight," she announced. "Terri and Joanie said that should I ask you."
"Did they?" I replied with a chuckle.
"Yes, they said you were just the guy I needed."
"You could have your pick of most of the guys here," I said as I gestured around the room. "Are you sure?"
"Yes," she replied with a smile.
"Then let me know when you're ready to go."
"Now," she replied.
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On the short drive to my place she confirmed the story of her divorce and custody arrangements, telling me she was in a place of her own now and wanted to have some new experiences. I pulled into the space at my townhouse and turned off the car.
"You sure you want to come in?" I asked. "I can give you a ride home if you prefer."
"Yes," she answered as she opened her door and exited the car.
When we entered I locked the door behind us and she took a glance around.
"Nice place," she commented. "So neat and clean."
"I like it that way," I said as we took off our shoes.
I took her by the hand and led her to the bedroom, stopping to offer her the washroom. She smiled and went in as I went into the bedroom and waited for her. She put her purse on the dresser, looked at the bed and then at me, obviously unsure of what to do next.
Being a full foot taller than her I sat on the foot of the bed, took her hand and pulled her to me so she was standing between my legs. I leaned in and began kissing her chest and throat as my hands wandered her hips and ass. I felt her hands on my head and shoulder as I worked my mouth down and latched on the erect nipple poking through her shirt, getting a quiet moan as I suckled.
I brought my hands around and undid her jeans, gently tugging them down and helping steady her as she stepped out of them. I undid the buttons on her shirt and watched as she shrugged it off and removed her bra, dropping both on the floor next to us. Her breasts were nice handfuls topped with pert pink nipples and I cupped them as I sucked her nipples once more.
I pulled her on top of me on the bed and rolled us onto our sides, putting my mouth on hers and kissing her as I undid my jeans and unbuttoned my shirt. After shrugging off my clothes, including my boxers, I wrapped my arm around her and pulled her in tight to me as we resumed kissing. Her hand made its way down my torso to my hardened cock and I felt her fingers touch the tip before gliding along the swollen shaft.
"You're pretty big" she huffed. "I want you inside of me."
"Whenever you're ready," I whispered back.
"Oh, I'm ready," she assured me.
"Get on top of me," I suggested.
She moved away and straddled me, looking at my cock in her hand before lowering herself down.