Ch.12

Chapter 12

That evening, as I prepared for my shower in the upstairs bath, Lauren slid in behind me and closed the door behind her. She was wearing only a terrycloth robe and a smile. In her hand was a small cordless hair trimmer.

Looking down at it she said, "Her highness and admittedly I, have requested a bit of manscaping on your part. If... you don't mind." She smiled at me shyly, holding up the tool.

I slid my boxers down and took a look down at my crotch. "I suppose it could use some cleaning up. I haven't had anyone to worry about it for, in a while."

Lauren gazed down at my cock and licked her lips lasciviously. She motioned to the toilet. "Have a seat."

I underdressed fully and sat down on the toilet seat. Lauren took a fresh towel and spread it on the floor in front of me and knelt between my legs. She set the tool down and gazed at me adoringly.

"Well, first we're gonna have to get this fella, out of the way. Can't have him swinging around while I work."

When Lauren grabbed my cock and began to stroke, I caught my breath. Slowly she knelt and sucked my hardening cock into her mouth. In my adult life, I've gotten a blow job more than a few times. From young women and older. I don't know where Lauren learned her technique but she had a fucking black belt in it. I'd never felt anything like it. It was indescribable. She sucked me in completely, with no gagging or choking, no gasping. Just super wet, warm exquisite pleasure. Her tongue reached out and touched my balls lightly. She hummed an mmmm sound very lightly. It was heaven. When I was fully committed and started to feel that tingle in my balls, Lauren slid me out of her mouth with an audible pop.

"Mmm. That's better. Now I can work around him." Deb grinned up at me wickedly, knowing exactly the state I was in. "Don't worry. We'll finish him up after a shower." She picked up the trimmer and went to work.

I'll say this, Lauren is good at EVERYTHING. In no time at all, the old twig and berries had a fresh crew cut, no nicks or scrapes.

I stood up as Lauren did and we both stepped into the shower. It was a corner shower stall with a handy seat in the corner. A woman I'd been with a couple of years back used one frequently for shaving her legs.

Lauren and I had a great time soaping and rinsing each other. I got some time with her magnificent breasts. Lauren pulled my head into her as I sucked.

"Oh yes baby, that's the stuff."

After we were clean, Lauren sat on the corner seat and gave me a grin and the "come hither" finger curl.

With an all-over-body shiver, I stepped up and slid my rock-hard cock into her open mouth. Lauren began her heavenly ministrations again and time stood still. Nothing existed except Lauren and me, the hot water, and the pleasure. After a few minutes, I gave Lauren the warning that only real bastards don't give their women.

"Oh baby, I'm... I'm gonna...ohhhh....."

Just as I began to cum, Lauren slid off me and pumped my cock with her delicate but talented hands, spraying my cum all over her tits. I've gotta tell you, it was a great one. If it had lasted an hour, it still would have been over too soon.

My legs were a bit rubbery but I reached down for Deb's hands and lifted her. She slid up to me with a shy smile. "I do swallow, but I wanted to see what I was working with first. If you don't mind."

I smiled. "Very prudent."

We kissed and held each other as the hot water coursed over us.

Lauren smiled. "So, are you going to tell me how you got so good at oral sex? And for another matter, how is it you don't seem shocked at all at my relationship with Angie? What's up with that?"

I grinned back. "Are you going to tell me how you mastered the fine art of the blowjob, Yoda?"

Lauren's face fell a bit and she smiled shyly. "Maybe a little mystery is a good thing too?"

I nodded. "I think so."

Lauren rested her forehead on my shoulder and whispered. "I didn't have a great life before I met Chris. I'd never thought to meet someone as sweet as he was, and I had him for ten years."

Lauren looked into my eyes. "And now I've met another man, just as sweet as he was. Just as hard-working, just as smart. But in every other way, so different. I don't know if I deserve it, but I thank God for it."

Lauren leaned in and kissed me hard, passionately. She whispered, "I love you. That is... I'm in... love with you. I know you've been waiting for me to say something. I can't quite wrap my brain around it but... I mean... you're... half my age."

She looked at me and there were tears in both our eyes. We kissed.

"I love you too."

The next week was awesome. We worked our asses off each day, went home, showered, ate, and slept. Sometimes I'd awake with Lauren in my arms and once it was Angie. Lauren had been right. I did get used to Angie and I enjoyed her sexy manner. Lauren also seemed happier when Angie was around and up to her usual naughtiness. During the day there were always sexy smiles, teasing, and the occasional grope between the three of us. It was like five days of minor foreplay. Lauren kept an eye on the store's finances and she'd give me a thumbs up when I saw her working them. We were doing good.

Saturday night, I awoke to find Angie standing next to the bed, her hand shaking my shoulder. I moved over to make room for her but she took my hand and motioned with her head for us to go downstairs. I followed her down and she led me into the master bedroom. Lauren was asleep but she trembled like she was cold.

I climbed into the bed and spooned up behind Lauren. Pulling her into me, she started at first with a little whimper but soon calmed as my warmth seeped across us. She sighed and fell into a deep sleep. Angie slipped in behind, spooned up against me, and slid her arm under mine so that she could touch Lauren's back too. Angie whispered. "Attaboy, Tiger."

I'm a pretty hard sleeper. I can sleep through most things. Moans, apparently are not one of those things.