Eric & Melissa greet the morning. The Neighborhood Hears Them.
By Silver Sea. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.
Melissa wiped her pussy juice off of Farah’s hand. She retrieved Farah’s clothes from the closet and helped her dress.
As they were leaving the room Farah, looking at her phone said, “Oh wow. The time. If I stay for dinner, I need an excuse to tell my husband.”
“Tell him Corrine is alone and Sam won’t be home until later. Tell him you’re enjoying catching up together face-to-face.”
“That will work.”
“And it’s not a lie. Sam will be home late.”
Melissa took her shorts and Eric’s shirt upstairs to change into them. Eric had put some plates in the oven to warm. He took them out and started arranging the food for people to help themselves.
“So?” Corrine asked Farah. “Was I right?”
“Not exactly.” Farah answered coyly.
“How so?”
“I think Eric was better than you said. I think you’ve been holding out on me.”
“Maybe. But maybe he’s improved since he last massaged me. I can tell you, he never made me scream like that. Not once. Never mind twice.”
“You heard that?” Farah said looking a little embarrassed.
“Yes. We heard it,” Melissa said walking back into the kitchen. “I’m pretty sure I also saw a notice from CNN about a strange Richter scale reading located in this area in the last hour.”
Corrine unsuccessfully tried to suppress a laugh. Melissa walked over and hugged Farah.
“Sorry Farah. I barely know you and I’m teasing you terribly. No Richter scale notification, but Corrine and I did toast your second orgasm. As much out of envy as in celebration with you.”
“Okay. This is weird. Standing around in the kitchen of someone I barely know talking about my orgasms. Don’t all of you find this strange?”
Eric, Corrine and Melissa all looked at each other sharing a collective shrug.
“I guess,” Corrine said, “I guess it’s weird, but it’s kind of nice too. I can’t say, well, I can’t say the last time I was in a house and heard someone; someone so openly have an orgasm. Now, can we stop talking about Farah’s orgasms and eat? I’m really hungry.”
“Thank you. Yes. I had two orgasms. I can’t believe I just said that. But enough talk on that subject. Let’s eat.”
They sat and stood in Eric’s kitchen eating and chatting mostly about those common topics of COVID, working from home, loneliness, and boredom.
Farah was prepping to leave. Eric turned to Melissa.
“Are you staying tonight?”
“I don’t know. I haven’t decided. Is that an invitation?”
“You know you’re always welcome here Melissa.”
“Melissa. Do you take care of booking appointments?” Farah asked standing with Corrine at the edge of the kitchen.
“I can do that Farah. When would you like to come back?”
“Is Friday too soon Eric? Do you think my back and groin will be ready for another session?”
“I’m sure they will be. What time are you thinking?”
“Same time.”
“See you around five-thirty on Friday then. Put that in my calendar, will you Melissa?”
“Sure. Consider it done.”
“Will you be here Melissa? I hope you’re not off that day.”
“Yes. I think I’m here on Friday.”
“Good. See you then.”
Farah and Corrine left together.
“So is Farah coming back to see me or you?” Eric asked.
“I’m guessing both of us. Me to rekindle her youthful adventures with girlfriends. You for your hands and mouth. How does it feel to already have a repeat customer?”
“Yeah Eric. How does that feel?” Corrine asked walking back into the kitchen.
“Okay, I guess. Good. Pretty good. This has all happened so fast and I had no plan for any of this.”
“By the way, Sandy has booked for Wednesday.” Corrine added, walking over to help Melissa with the cleanup.
“What? Tall, blond, stunning, thin, fabulous gap at the top of her thighs Sandy is coming for a massage on Wednesday? You’re kidding, right?”
“Not kidding. And what’s with men always ogling over women with thin shapely legs that all you see is the gap where their pussy sits?”
“Sorry. Can’t help it. Guilty as charged.”
“I won’t be here on Wednesday. I guess Sandy Gap doesn’t get an assessment.”
Corrine laughed, “Sandy Gap. Christ. Thanks. Next time I’m drunk around her, you know I’m going to call her that. Sandy Gap. Geez. Care to teach me how to do an assessment?”
“Sure. Then Eric will have two assistants. What fun.”
“I still have an hour or so before Sam gets home. Want to do it now?”
“Can I watch? I mean. I might as well learn too, in case there’s a day neither of you are available. My customers; I can’t believe I have customers; should get the same experience no matter who does their assessment.”
They split up the remaining food into three portions before going up Eric’s massage room.
“I started with Farah filling out this form. You will need a file to keep these so you can review them when people come back, Eric. I will modify the copy I have so there isn’t so much information we don’t care about. Undress Corrine. I will show you what I did. I’m sure the three of us can improve it.”
Corrine started undressing. As she took her clothes off, Melissa hung them up for her.
“Let’s use Farah’s sheet as an example. Corrine. I see on your form that you have some tightness in your back and a groin injury. Stand facing away from me please. I want to check your posture. A lot of back issues begin with simple things like misalignments in your posture.”
Corrine turned around, “Nice one, Melissa. Very believable. Is that true?”
“I don’t know. It sounds good though, doesn’t it? Then I ran my finger down the length of Farah’s spine, like this, telling her how perfectly straight hers is. I pushed against her back, putting my other hand between her tits, so she could tell me where her back troubles are.”
“Very creative,” said Corrine.
Eric was just standing there watching.
Melissa went through the whole routine she followed with Farah, including lifting her ass cheeks and touching her vulva when examining her groin, and warning Farah that Eric’s hand would likely bump into her pussy. Then Melissa shared how Farah had suggested she ask customers if they would prefer her to be naked during the assessment.
“I don’t know. I just made it all up, but I was serious about it.”
“The information you gave me was good, Melissa. When I put my hands on Farah, she said I hit all the right spots.”
“I could go for a tall glass of water. Eric. Let’s go and wait with Corrine in her backyard for Sam to come home. And drink some water.”
“Sounds good,” Eric said. “I could use some relaxation time.”
“That’s okay Melissa. You don’t have to do that.”
“I know I don’t, but is it okay if I want to?”
“Thanks. It would be nice to have company while I wait.”
They sat and drank water not talking a lot. It was about 10:20 when Eric said “If you two don’t mind, I’m going to go and get ready for bed. I’m pretty beat.”
“Sure Eric. I will try to be quiet when I come to bed,” Melissa said.
Eric kissed both of them goodnight before leaving. Corrine got a text message from Sam about 20 minutes later, saying they were about 30 minutes away.
“Go to bed, Melissa. I’m going to bed now myself. Thank you for waiting with me.”
“Are you sure?”
“I am. Come and say goodbye in the morning. And thank you. I really enjoyed everything we did together this weekend, but mostly, just being friends.”
“Me too Corrine. Me too. Thanks.”
Eric was just settling in bed when Melissa came in. “I’m still awake Melissa. No need to be quiet.,” he called out to her.
Melissa came into the bedroom and stripped. “I’m going to wash and brush. I will be back in a jiffy.”
She crawled into bed beside Eric when she was done. “Thanks for an amazing weekend handsome,” she said snuggling her naked body against his, resting her hand on Eric’s crotch.
“You’re welcome, gorgeous. Thank you. You were amazing. As always. You okay if we just cuddle and sleep tonight? I’m completely spent.”
“Want me to suck your cock?” Melissa asked in a teasing voice.
“I would, but, I’m pretty sure I would fall asleep before I came; Farah.”
They laughed a little together. “Good. Because I’m really tired too. Kiss me then hold me?”
They kissed a kiss shared by friends and lovers with no intention to be intimate. Melissa turned over. Eric snuggled in behind her. Sleep came fast and easy to both of them.
Corrine washed and got ready for bed. She felt lonely. Sam got home sometime later. Corrine wanted to, but didn’t look at the clock. She really didn’t want to know what time it was. She pretended to be asleep. It saddened her but she didn’t want to talk with Sam. She didn’t know what she would say. She felt Sam get into bed. She laid there a long while afterwards. Sad. Unable to sleep. For the first time since Saturday morning, Corrine felt alone.
Tuesday
Corrine opened her eyes. It was dark. She found herself on the edge of the bed. Somewhere in her sleep, her mind had pushed her as far away as possible from Sam it seemed. She didn’t want to be there. She slipped out of the bedroom without waking Sam. After making coffee, she went to the backyard. The stars were still out. The clock on the wall told her it was around 5:20. Corrine sat in the dark, thinking about nothing yet considering everything.
Melissa stirred. She had slept well. A warm bare bum was touching her own. She turned over, pressing her body against Eric, inhaling his scent, awakening her libido. Eric awoke. A familiar arm wrapped around him. He smiled, finally having Melissa to himself.
“Good morning gorgeous.”
“Good morning handsome. What time is it?”
“5:12”
“Hmm. No rush then.”
Melissa hugged Eric with a little more firmness, smiling. Her mind and body were already preparing for the sex she had anticipated sharing with Eric when she woke up Sunday morning, two days ago.
“The last two days have been amazing, haven’t they?”
“They have been, gorgeous. I think we managed to cram a week’s worth of activities into those two days.”
“You can say that again; but please don’t,” Melissa said, stopping Eric from one of his quirks of repeating himself whenever some used that phrase.
“Geez you feel good this morning,” Eric said, reaching over Melissa’s arm to give her bum a pat and a squeeze.
“Do I? Better than usual?”
“I think so. Yes.”
“Funny. I was thinking that about you too.”
They were quiet for a few moments, just holding each other, enjoying being alone together. Melissa’s fingers trailing paths over Eric’s body, Eric’s hand holding and squeezing Melissa’s ass. Melissa started kissing Eric’s back, her hand making infrequent, brief visits to Eric’s crotch. Melissa loved the spacing of her visits to Eric’s cock and balls. Each time her hand arrived, there was considerably more starch in Eric’s penis until she knew it held all the starch it was capable of holding. It was apparent to both of them that Melissa’s nipples were protruding from her diminutive tits, pressing for all they were worth into Eric’s back. They were both aroused and their bodies were plainly announcing it to each other.
“I bet these testicles of yours are rather full having not emptied themselves for Farah yesterday. Would you like me to suck your cock?”
Eric rolled over.
“Maybe later. I think a good morning kiss is how I would like to start.”
Melissa and Eric allowed their bodies to get more in sync, calmly struggling against the bedding without interrupting their kisses. There was no urgency in their hands, they didn’t have to discover each other’s body, they already knew them well. They took turns it seemed, touching genitals, pinching, sucking and biting nipples. One rolling on their back, then the other one having a turn being appreciated.
Outside the dawn was adding a soft glow that seemed bright compared to the darkness with which the morning had greeted Corrine. Corrine finished her coffee. She looked over at Eric’s house. She contemplated getting the spare key Eric had given them, letting herself in and crawling into bed with Melissa and Eric. She stood up, hesitated, then went inside and came back with her second cup of coffee. As much as she wanted to join her friends, to feel their warmth and love, she decided it would be rude, even though in her heart she knew they would welcome her.
Melissa took her next turn on top of Eric. Biting one of his nipples while he rolled back for her. She positioned Eric’s cock beneath her pussy. Her clit joyously rippling over its contours and blood-filled veins each time she flexed her hips. Her vagina cried out to her, asking for its turn, asking to be full. She smeared her leaking pussy along Eric’s dick, several times coming close to pausing, tilting her hips and glorifying in the stretch it would impart on her cunt. She rocked back and forth, her eyes closed, her teeth holding her lower lip between them, wrestling with her own internal struggle; suck or fuck; suck or fuck; suck or fuck.
Fuck then suck she decided, groaning into the immediate stretch Eric’s fat cock delivered when it broke into her pussy. Melissa slid all the way down his shaft. No easing into it, no stopping, no gradual pumping.
“oh that feels so good,” Melissa purred to the world.
“Uh, uh; um.” she moaned sliding up down her probing pole three times before stopping, bending forward and kissing with Eric for a few minutes, just holding him buried inside her.
Eric started to talk.
“Shish. Handsome. Shish.”
Melissa pushed herself to sit up, then leaned back, walking her hands down Eric’s thighs, watching his cock slide out of her pussy an inch at a time, pressing itself along the anterior wall of her vagina on its slippery journey. She held the head just inside her, flexing her Kegels as best she could in this position. She looked Eric in the eyes, holding his gaze while she massaged her clit knowing she was driving Eric crazy. Melissa pushed forward a bit, teasing Eric that she was going to continue fucking him, before pulling back that last inch or two and watching Eric’s erection flip back, smacking against his belly.
Fuck then suck. Melissa bent forward, holding Eric’s cock flat so his balls were all hers. She sucked in each one, holding it, tasting its saltiness mixed with a hint of her pussy. Again she stole Eric’s gaze while she kissed his dick then consumed it at her desired pace. She worked the top half for a while, loving its weight on her tongue, its firmness under her teeth, its bumps causing her lips to flap ever so little.
Melissa loved tickling her gag reflex, triggering it then fighting it, knowing the thrill it provided her lovers. Into her throat went the head of Eric’s cock; pushing against the sides, the top and the bottom. Ergh. Melissa fought back her body’s desire to purge Eric’s penis. Her eyes teared, her nose ran, her will won. She came up for air, strands of saliva arcing from Eric’s cock to her lips and tongue.
There are advantages and disadvantages to being petite. A disadvantage is, your lovers typically possess the strength to easily move you where there want you to be. An advantage is, the ease to which your lovers can move you into positions you and they both know will readily please you. Don’t you love it when the exact same thing can be a minus at times and a plus at other times.
Eric reached down, hooking his hands under Melissa’s armpits, lifting her, pressing her up over his head, sitting her down on his face. Melissa’s initial reaction was to resist, to go back and finish Eric in her mouth, to consume the considerable quantity of seed she knew was stored in his testes. But Eric’s mouth is every bit as good as his hands. By the third lap of her cunt, Melissa was holding onto the headboard marrying her cunt to Eric’s mouth, surrendering to his tongue.
Eric started slowly but quickly got to devouring Melissa’s pussy once her familiar flavor lathered his taste buds. Her vagina was open, asking to be filled. Her labia were spread, exposing Melissa’s clit to lips and tongue, raising appreciative moans no matter if Eric was showing his gratitude with licks, flicks or sucks.
As much as Melissa was loving her ride, she had had enough of this one-way stimulation; I do you; you do me. Melissa wanted ‘we do us’. She pushed down on Eric’s forehead, quickly spinning herself around, grabbing Eric’s cock and spearing her mouth with it. Eric barely missed a beat once Melissa settled into their 69. He worked two fingers into Melissa, his thumb massaging her clit. Melissa was beating Eric’s cock while sucking in as much as she could reach. Being petite sometimes made 69 a one mouth at a time exercise. Eric’s cock expanded in her mouth, signaling to Melissa he was trying to hold back his release. The other signal was when his fingers left her cunt to grab her hips and pull her pussy back to his mouth. Now it was her turn to fight a growing orgasm. Eric’s mouth was too good and knew its way around her pussy too well. She was about to lose this battle. She pumped Eric’s cock in her tiny hand. His cock was big, fat, long, her pumping now generating moans she felt on her cunt before she heard them.
“Ah”
Corrine smiled sitting on her deck in the morning light, raising her coffee cup in a toast to Melissa’s climax. “To you, my friend. To you, my lover.”
Hot sperm hit Melissa’s face seconds after her scream rumbled out of her chest. Petite but not weak. She wanted to drink that cum. She wrenched herself out of Eric’s grasp, another load hitting her face before she could get Eric’s cock into her mouth. Drink. Drink. Drink this yummy syrup, Melissa thought. ‘Yum. Yum. Yum. Eric’s morning cum. Yum.’ Her mind beat out those words with every swallow of Eric’s cream.
Melissa smiled with Eric’s cock softening in her mouth. Hmm. There had been lots. She knew there would be. She collapsed on top of Eric, resting her head on its side, licking and sucking up the remains of Eric’s orgasm. She cupped Eric’s testicles. They were hot, hanging loosely between his legs.
“Hmm. Good morning handsome.”
Eric’s body spasmed out another orgasmic beat.
“Hmm. Good morning gorgeous. Great morning gorgeous.”
Melissa smiled, about to tease Eric, “You can say that again.”
“Great morning gorgeous.”
And two friends laughed together, celebrating their friendship, their lovemaking, their love.
While Melissa showered, Eric prepared a coffee and bagel for Melissa to take with her on her drive home. Melissa pondered the last two days while she dried herself and dressed. She had had her first threesome, some purely lesbian sex with Corrine and woman-on-woman foreplay with Farah. She would do it all again, and hopefully will one day, maybe Friday, maybe this weekend.
Corrine stood up to go in the house. It was time to start getting ready for work. She looked at Eric’s house. Fuck it.
Eric heard a knock at his back door. When he got there he saw, Corrine waiting, holding her empty coffee mug wearing boxers and snug t-shirt, her tousled hair backlit by the sunrise. His initial thought was ‘Wow’. Holy shit she looked good. Sexy good.
“I’ve come to say goodbye to Melissa. Is that okay?”
“Absolutely,” Eric said standing aside while he held the door open. “Can I fill that up for you?”
“Sure.” Corrine said, feeling some sadness, absentmindedly handing Eric her mug. She walked past Eric barely acknowledging him.
Corrine stopped at the bottom of the stairs leading to the bedrooms. She could hear Melissa upstairs doing something. Eric walked past her into the kitchen, sensing Corrine’s mood he didn’t say anything.
“Corrine!” Melissa announced, walking out of the bedroom, seeing her friend standing at the bottom of the stairs. “What a wonderful surprise.”
Corrine just stood there, holding her arms open for a hug. If she spoke, she might cry. Melissa dropped her bag, stopping on the bottom step, accepting Corrine’s hug. They didn’t speak. They just held each other.
Eric walked out of the kitchen with Corrine’s coffee, but turned back, not wanting to interrupt them.
“I’m going to miss you.”
“I will miss you too Corrine. I was just thinking about you.”
“Good thoughts I hope.”
“I only have good thoughts about you Corrine. We have never shared anything bad”
“True. Thank you.”
“I will be back on Friday.”
“Thursday night, maybe?”
“For you, yes. Too bad for Eric if he has other plans. I will see you Thursday night.”
They were quiet again. Holding each other, Melissa sensing Corrine was not wanting to let go. Corrine sighed. She felt better.
“Did Farah come by this morning?” Corrine asked in a serious voice.
Melissa hesitated, then laughed.
“You heard that?”
They both laughed. Eric walked out of the kitchen again. Corrine looked over her shoulder at Eric.
“You really should close your windows when Melissa comes over.”
“They are closed.”
“Holy shit woman,” Corrine said, turning back to look at Melissa.
“He needs new windows and that’s the story I’m sticking to. I really have to get on the road. One more hug?”
“And a kiss?”
“And a kiss.”
Eric was standing there still holding Corrine’s coffee. He watched Melissa and Corrine hug each other, share a brief intimate kiss and hug again. His cock pushed against his robe. Fuck Corrine looked good. If he had to choose;
“Is my coffee ready?” Melissa asked, stepping around Corrine.
“Here Corrine this is yours. A coffee and a bagel are waiting for you.”
“You’re the best Eric.”
“I know,” Eric said half-heartedly joking with his audience.
“Shut-up.” Melissa said, “Give me the goods. I have to get going.”
Melissa jumped at Eric, wrapping an arm around his neck, her other hand slipping into his robe grabbing his cock, her lips locking onto his.
When her kiss ended she said, “Thanks handsome. Thanks for a fabulous weekend. See you Thursday night. And you,” she said looking down at Eric’s cock, “See you Thursday night, and Friday morning, and Friday night.” She bent down and gave his cock an exaggerated loud kiss, leaving it sticking outside his robe when she was done.
Eric held up Melissa’s coffee and bagel, “I thought this was what you meant when you asked for the goods. Not this,” he said looking down at his exposed cock.
“Of course I meant the coffee and bagel. I said ‘the goods’, not ‘the great’.”
“Oh. Well. Thank you.”
“Yeah well. This morning this was great,” Melissa said holding and stroking Eric’s cock, “But don’t let it go to your head.”
Corrine was frozen. She saw Eric’s dick and wanted it inside her. She stood there. Her heart pounding in her ears. Her mouth watering. Her pussy warming.
“You carry the goods. I will carry your bags,” Eric said heading towards the door.
“I will be right back. See you in the driveway before you leave,” Corrine said.
Corrine ran home. She tiptoed into the bedroom. Sam was out, snoring blissfully. She ran back out to the driveway. Melissa was pulling out, Eric and Corrine stood there waving goodbye.
“I think I left my coffee in your house Eric,” Corrine said, knowing her cup was in her house.
She followed him back into his house. 'I’ve never taken someone.’ Corrine thought. 'How do you do this?’
Corrine walked past Eric while he held the door open for her. She was tense and excited and breathlessly nervous. When he turned around from closing the door, she went for it. She tore open his robe and pushed him up against the wall. Before he could respond her lips were on his mouth and her hands were ravaging his cock.
At first Eric was off balance, not able to kiss Corrine back, or touch her or to really grasp what was happening. He put his hands on her shoulders with the intent of pushing her back. Corrine was fast and determined. She slapped his hands off her shoulders, pushing him against the wall again. He started to speak and she covered his mouth in a kiss. She grabbed his cock in one hand again, taking one of his hands and forcing it between her own legs.
Eric, now oriented to Corrine’s assertions, decided his best chance managing what was happening was to engage Corrine. Kiss her. Fondle her. Allow her to kiss and grope him. Desire laced with aggression dominated their engagement. Corrine was ravenous. Eric was allowing her to devour him. They merged into their roles. Eric feeling Corrine’s need. Corrine incorporating the intoxicating mix of desire and power into her clutches and kisses.
“Fuck me Eric. Fuck me right here. Right here in your hall,” Corrine demanded, pushing aside his hand, thrusting her pelvis forward, forcing Eric’s erection between her legs and against her vagina. She was grunting, putting a hand on Eric’s shoulder, trying to tell him to crouch a little so his cock could find the right angle to penetrate her.
Denying Corrine wasn’t an option this morning. Eric knew this, but he also knew he wanted her ever since he saw her at his backdoor. He grabbed Corrine’s ass in both hands, hoisting her up as much as he could, bending his knees as much as he had to. Corrine lifted her leg, wrapping it around Eric’s ass . His cock finally split her pussy, both of them grunting out their pleasure in that moment. Corrine smashed her mouth onto Eric’s again, her hips bucking trying to force as much of Eric as she could into her cunt.
It felt good being fucked. It felt great. When would she get this again? She just wanted their fucking to go on and on.
“Stick a finger in my ass. Do it. Do it. I want that feeling again,” Corrine demanded, her mind recalling the overwhelming orgasm Melissa’s finger in her ass had produced.
Eric obliged Corrine’s request coating a finger in her pussy lube as much as he could before jamming it home.
Corrine tilted her pelvis down. Now Eric’s dick was rubbing her clit. Eric grunted out his first few spasms, his balls emptying into Corrine, his knees finally buckling, his cock spilling out of Corrine.
“No!” she screamed, dropping her leg, pushing Eric down. “Eat me. Finger my ass and eat me.”
Eric fell forward, Corrine stumbling backwards against the wall, grabbing Eric’s robe by the collar, pulling him to her, pulling her boxer shorts to the side, pushing his head into her crotch. Her cunt was still tender but she didn’t care. She felt Eric’s cum leaking out of her pussy, dripping down her thigh. Eric’s mouth was the magic she needed. She tilted her head back, her mouth open, her breathing halted. Two fingers in her vagina, a mouth locked on her clit, fingers out then one in her ass.
“Um. Um. Um.” Corrine blurted out her orgasm. Holding Eric against her cunt for a few moments, before pulling him up.
“Thank you, Eric. Thank you. Sorry. Sorry I took you like that.”
“No need to apologize Corrine. I wanted you too.”
She kissed him, tugging at her clothes to straighten them in some way.
“I have to go.”
She turned and left. Corrine’s clothes were ruffled, but no more than after a night’s sleep. The male cum running down her thighs was not so easily explained should anyone notice.
Corrine walked into her kitchen. There was no sign of Sam. She put on more coffee and started to put together her breakfast. Having a shower was probably the wise thing to do, but her freshly fucked feeling felt too good to risk washing it away. Her pussy was warm, maybe bruised a little from forcing Eric inside her initially at an odd angle. The cum leaking onto her boxers and clinging to her thighs made her feel like an accomplished lover who successfully seduced and fulfilled her partner. Her ass felt mildly used, Eric having to drive a lightly lubed finger into her dry ass. She leaned on the edge of a counter, coating her fingers in the potion leaking out of her. She raised it to her mouth, the fragrance mixing with the aroma of the brewing coffee. Corrine smiled, sucking the juice off her fingers. Then she frowned.
How could such joy inducing activity leave me so sad, Corrine wondered?
“Hi babe,” Sam said walking into the kitchen, stretching, yawning, blatantly scratching his balls. “Wow. I’m beat. Did I disturb you when I got home?”
He was in front of Corrine. He leaned into her, giving her a quick kiss on the lips.
“No. I never heard you,” Corrine lied, thinking, 'so, how does Eric’s cum taste to you?’, knowing she doubtless has some on her lips.
“Coffee smells good. I’m going to take a shower.”
“How was your weekend?” Corrine called after him.
“Great. Just great,” Sam called back, his footsteps fading away down the hall.
'I just fucked your best buddy neighbor and just fed you some of his cum off my lips and I don’t think you even care. And oh, how was your weekend dear, and thank you for letting me go away and enjoy myself and ogle and probably fuck cart girls or strippers or whoever. Fuck you. Maybe I won’t shower and just see how funky my cunt can get before you smell it. Fuck you.
Corrine wiped cum off her thigh and slurped it off her finger. “Nice cum Eric. Very tasty cum.” Corrine said out loud.
Corrine did shower after breakfast. The rest of Tuesday would be a pretty normal workday for Corrine, Eric and Melissa.
Corrine and Sam barely spoke which may not have been surprising considering it was his first day back after missing two days of work. He spent almost the entire day down at his desk, just him and his phone and his computer.
Corrine did exchange some texts with Melissa. She wished for her new friend to be back next door.
“Did you get home safely?” Corrine started the sporadic exchange they would share over the day.
“Hi, Corrine. I did thank you. And home in time to start my work day. How’s your day going?”
Corrine waited a while to respond, later sending.
“I had a perfect start to my day. Otherwise pretty normal.”
“Me too. Thank you for the wonderful goodbye Corrine. I didn’t really want to leave.”
Corrine waited again.
“Our goodbye was wonderful. You know that great morning sex you had?”
“I sure do.”
“Yesterday something you did inspired me this morning.”
“Really? What?”
“You taking me inspired me this morning.”
“Really? How so?” Melissa wondered if Corrine had gone back home and taken Sam out of an attempt to release some pent-up anger or satisfy arousal stirred by her hearing Melissa’s orgasmic screech.
“After you left, I took Eric. I fucked him right inside the door when we got back in his house.”
Melissa sent a string of emojis that included smiles, fireworks and champagne bottles.
“That’s fabulous. Wish I had been there to help, but then again, I’m glad I wasn’t. First time?”
“Taking a man? I think so. I have probably made some lame attempts in the past when I’ve been drunk and desperate. First time sober, for sure.”
“And?”
“Pretty sure it won’t be my last!”
“Eric’s a lucky man.”
“I like to think we’re all lucky and deservedly so.”
“You can say that again” Melissa sent, smiling at her own inside joke.
By Silver Sea for Literotica
