Date: Tue, 28 Mar 2017 15:10:35 -0400
From: Seekinuout2 <seekinuout2@aol.com>
Subject: My Second Career - Chapter 13

The next morning I awoke feeling fully refreshed.  I took a quick shower
and headed to the kitchen for some java.  Alan had been up just long enough
to have a pot of coffee ready.  The sun was shining and it would be a
perfect day for a picnic.  I made a mental note to take my camera along to
capture the scenery.  While Alan and I made chit chat over our coffees
Janet came into the kitchen.  Evidently she was up and had already been
working on the lunch we would take with us.  She had been packing an ice
chest with foods that needed to be kept cold and had a basket with plates,
cutlery, and all the rest.  She had a cute shorts outfit on which looked as
though it would not require a great deal of work to remove when the time
was right.  For myself, I chose a tee shirt and some walking shorts and I
was going commando.

Alan had pulled the Jeep around to the back entrance so we could easily
load things in.  Janet finished packing, we got the stuff loaded, and waved
goodbye to Alan.  With Janet acting as navigator and tour guide we drove
off.  Along the way we stopped a couple of times so I could capture the
beauty of the landscape.  Gradually the sparseness of vegetation became
more lush and by the time we reached the picnic spot I realized we had been
circling half way around the lake.  That was the reason for the denser
growth of aspen and pine.  The spot was perfect, with a flat grassy patch
that was not far from the edge of the lake.  The beach, if you could call
it that, was more like a wide gravel path that encircled the water.

We took the time to stroll down the beach toward a grove of aspen.  There
was a family of squirrel busy foraging for food so I was able to capture
them at work.  At certain times of the year Janet told me the deer made
this a stop on their mountain travels. We returned to the Jeep and Janet
spread out a blanket while I unloaded the food and utensil basket.  I got
out a beer for myself and a soda for Janet and we sat down on the blanket
to enjoy lunch.  Janet had some great chicken sandwiches with bacon, fruit
salad, and some chocolate cookies for dessert.

When we were finished we loaded the trash in the basket and sat beside one
another enjoying the afternoon sunshine.  We chatted a bit about how she
was feeling about the things we had done together so far.  She had a pretty
mature attitude for someone so young, and was thrilled with her new found
feelings.  I put my arm around her and pulled her close.  "You are an
amazing young lady and I am just thrilled that I have had the privilege of
sharing such a special time in your life with you."

"Gary I just am thankful that my Dad found out about you and was able to
get you here."  Janet turned and gave me a kiss.

I returned the kiss, but mine was more out of passion than gratitude.
Janet's lips parted and my tongue tangled with hers.  My grip tightened as
our kiss lingered.  As I kissed her neck my hands found their way beneath
the bottom of her top and I massaged her budding tits.  While they were
just beginning to develop, her nipples had a more adult sense, and with my
gentle pinches became quite erect.  I pulled off my tee shirt and continued
kissing her neck and mouth.  Janet purred like a kitten as I continued
romancing of her young body.  I lifted her top over her head to expose her
torso and give my mouth full access to her tits.  I suckled on each breast
in turn which produced serious moaning.  She ran her fingers through my
hair and pressed my head toward her chest.

I continued to lick, suckle, and kiss my way up and down her upper body,
stopping just short of her navel.  I decided it was time for her shorts to
come off so I could enjoy a second dessert of the day.  A single tug and
they joined her top and mine in the pile in the grass.  I undid my own
shorts and gave them a toss and lay down between her legs to worship at her
pussy.  I parted her lips and darted my tongue in and out of her pussy;
alternating with licking her pussy lips.  She let out a soft sigh as I
inserted a finger while I flicked the tip of my tongue over her clit.  I
didn't let up until the shudder running through her entire body signaled
her orgasm.  I stopped to share a few kisses then went back to work until a
short time later the second orgasm was evident.

Now it was my turn, so I brought my cock to her lips.  I was already as
hard as steel but it never hurts to allow a young lady an opportunity to
help lubricate what will soon invade her love canal seeking a place to
deposit the load my balls were eager to part with.  Our time on the family
room sofa was not in vain, as she set about sucking my member with true
enthusiasm.  I made sure to give the appropriate praise for her efforts.
In spite of how good her oral skills felt, I kept thinking about her tight
little pussy and how wonderful it was to plunge my engorged member deep
into that welcoming space.  When it came time to proceed to the next level
I decided to go with doggy style.  That way you are not only achieving
maximum penetration, but you have, what I like to call, a hand for a tit
and a hand for the clit.  It's a trio that is destined to bring about a
satisfying conclusion for all concerned.  I then helped to get my young
partner into the proper mounting position.

Janet's body is capable of providing plenty of juicy lubrication, so I took
my cock in hand and rubbed it against her pussy lips and when I saw it was
quite shiny with the glinting from the sun I positioned myself at her
opening.  I did a little check by sliding the head of my cock in about an
inch or so a couple of times to confirm that no additional lubrication was
needed.  Using a slow but steady pressure I entered her, pushing forward
until my pubic bone rested against her butt cheeks.  I could feel the
twinges of excitement coming from the walls of her vagina as it greeted
this new guest in a most friendly manner.  I bent over her and kissed her
shoulder and the base of her neck as a thank you for allowing me
admittance.

I began pumping with my hips, pushing my cock in and out.  I had a tit in
one hand while I rubbed my thumb over her clit.  I started varying the
speed; short fast strokes, followed by a succession of longer and slower
ones.  I would go full-on deep, and almost withdraw before I plunged in
again.  The string of `Oh, yes -- Oh, yes' told me Janet was enjoying
herself.  As I inched closer to my release I increased both speed and
intensity.  My thumb on her clit rubbed its way to a second orgasm.  It was
about that time that I began to feel that warm tingling in my balls telling
me my man-batter was about to shoot into this very receptive vessel.  I
gave her a few more rapid strokes.

"Oh God, Janet, I'm going to cum sweetie!  Get ready sweet girl because
here it comes."  Janet's own body was trembling with an orgasm as my cock
exploded in her young pussy, depositing several shots of goo in her.  I
collapsed over her body, holding her tightly, while the remaining waves of
pure pleasure rippled through my being.  I kept up a slow thrusting motion,
while the last of my semen dribbled from my cock, which was still in place.

Once I had caught my breath I rolled us onto our sides again as my
withering cock withdrew completely and one became two again.  We lay there
in silence for a time just enjoying the nearness of our bodies and the
warmth of the sun.  I'm not sure what was responsible, the warm sun, laying
naked together, or the afterglow, but my cock began to stir and I knew I
needed one more go.  I rolled on top of Janet, placing my legs between
hers, and began deeply kissing.  Pulling her body towards mine we were
perfectly aligned, so I could slip my man inside her easily.  She sucked on
my tongue, kissed my cheek, and then buried her head in my shoulder to
muffle the sounds of her pleasure.  I pushed in and out of her like a
jackhammer as the sounds of our crotches colliding made a smacking sound.
Finally, through gritted teeth I announced, "I'm cumming Janet.  Here you
go."  I could actually sense my cock swelling to deliver each volley of its
creamy load.  I held her tight to my chest savoring the feeling of such a
release.  We remained like that for several minutes before we relaxed our
embrace.

Our timing turned out to be perfect as it began to get a bit breezy making
goose bumps appear.  We dressed, loaded the remainders of our picnic, and
began the drive back to the ranch house.

"Janet, I hope this afternoon was as good for you as it was fantastic for
me.  Your enthusiasm during our time together is captivating."

"Gary, I now know what my favorite position is; I love feeling you inside
me and that doggy position was the best!"

"So tell me about your friend Sarah.  Your dad says you've been friends
quite some time."

"She is more like a sister to me.  She's also an only child.  Her parents
own an art gallery in town.  Her dad appraises art and her mother is an
artist.  She paints; mostly landscapes around the area.  In fact she did a
painting of the lake we were just at last fall.  It sold in their store for
a lot of money.  A lot of the artists whose works they sell are tribal
members.  There is a big pow wow in Albuquerque, which is where they are
going tomorrow.  They were my parent's friends before my mom left and they
have kept their friendship with my dad."

We arrived back at the house just in time to help Alan unload the bags of
groceries he had shopped for in our absence.  It looked like we would have
plenty to eat and drink this weekend.  I told Janet to go ahead and get
things ready for her guest.  I unloaded our leftovers and helped Alan store
all the groceries.  Naturally he wanted to know how things had gone for
Janet and me.

"Alan, I think she had a great time and got out of our little adventure
just what she was hoping for; twice."  I winked at him as I said it, and
Alan chuckled.

Once dinner was over I went to finish some emails related to Alan's
project, while Janet finished preparations for her house guest.  Alan
brought me a glass of port just as I finished my work.

"The girls will likely be busy with their own agenda tomorrow so I thought
you and I might run into town.  There is more to Santa Fe than just my
rentals.  I know a great café for lunch"

We talked a bit more and Alan headed off to bed.  I lay there a while
playing the day back in my mind and fell asleep remembering the feeling of
my dick unloading inside Janet.

When I emerged the next morning I was the last member of the household to
surface, despite the early hour.  Janet and another young lady were already
enjoying breakfast, so I assumed this must be Sarah.

"Good morning, Gary, may I introduce my friend, Sarah?  Sarah, this is
Gary, the guy who is helping my dad upgrade the rental reservation system."

"Sarah, it's great to meet you, and please call me Gary, not mister or sir.
Those terms make me feel far too old."  I took a moment to take visual
stock of our new arrival.  In body type she and Janet were a pair of
bookends.  However, Sarah had blond hair and light blue eyes contrasting to
Janet's darker features.  "Janet, have you lined up any fun for your
friend's visit?"

"Yes, we're going to ride the horses up to the lake where we were
yesterday."

"It's a beautiful spot and I can see why you would enjoy the ride there and
back.  Have you been up there before Sarah?"

"No sir, I mean Gary, we have never gone that direction."

Alan came in and announced he was ready to head into town.  "Will you girls
be OK while I take Gary in to show him some of the sights?"

"Sure Dad; I'm guessing we'll be back before you and Gary."

"Well just be careful.  No crazy stuff, just a nice easy trail ride."

The girls headed off to the barn and Alan and I loaded up for the drive to
town.  As we drove into town you could almost feel the vibrancy.  There was
a real feeling that things were happening there.  We drove by the Georgia
O'Keefe museum, the Basilica, and the Palace of Governors.  We parked a
ways from the city core and walked to the plaza.  Alan pointed out Sarah's
parent's art gallery and I suggested we check it out.  It was an impressive
collection of pottery, paintings, sculpture, and jewelry.  Alan pointed out
some works by Sarah's mother.  It was a place one could easily spend a
great deal of time enjoying and lighten your wallet as well.  I was also
fascinated by the vendors set up along the wooden sidewalks.  The few
prices I saw as we made our way towards the restaurant Alan had in mind
told me these meager retail outlets were not meant to indicate bargain
basement pricing.

Alan does know a good restaurant when he sees one and his lunch choice was
excellent.  Everything was local from the table linens to the micro brews,
and the beef to the chilies.  When the flan arrived for dessert I wasn't
sure I still had room, but it was way too good to pass up.  I was thankful
for the walk back to the car after that meal.  On the drive back to the
ranch I asked Alan how he had come to know Sarah's family.

"They actually started out as clients of mine when I first got into
vacation rentals.  They came for a couple of weekends; fell in love with
the area, and by the third visit they basically never left.  You would like
Jeremy and Kristin; they are progressive thinkers, fun to be around, and
just really good friends.  They were there for me when my marriage fell
apart and we became a mutual support system for Janet and Sarah."

We arrived back at the house just as the girls were walking from the barn.
I was glad we had a ways to go before another meal.  Alan grabbed beers for
us and the girls got sodas and we sat on their deck in the sunshine.  The
ride for the girls had been a good one but they decided on a nap before
dinner.  Alan and I finished our beers and while he busied himself in the
kitchen I went to check on the reservation system to see if the tests we
had done were properly recorded.  Dinner was both tasty and entertaining.
The girls, Janet with some help from Sarah, recounted their ride.  I could
see what Alan said about Sarah; she was indeed a bit shy with a stranger in
their midst.  She kind of made you wonder what was going on inside that
head of hers.  It gave her an air of teenage mystery.

After dinner I helped Alan clear up while Janet and Sarah went off to some
sort of electronic entertainment.  Once the kitchen was put to rights again
we escaped to the deck with a cup of coffee and enjoyed the warmth from the
outdoor fireplace.  As the wind came up it began to blow the heat away from
us and off into the night so we retreated indoors.  I decided I needed a
shower to warm up, which Alan agreed sounded good.  I was just back in the
bedroom following my shower when Alan arrived with our glasses of Port.
The girls were hot chocolating in Janet's room.  Alan had been up well
before I was that morning, so I was not surprised when he downed the last
of his glass and padded off to his bedroom.  I opted for some online
solitaire which didn't prove to tire me so I grabbed a book on the local
history off the desk.  A few pages in I decided I would turn out the light.



I lay there in the darkness of the room for some time, dosing a bit,
changing positions, but not truly falling asleep.  It was while I was
peering into the dark that the door to my room opened allowing a faint
flood of light in that part of the room.  It appeared that Janet had become
bored with her guest, or couldn't sleep either so she was paying a visit.
There was just enough light to see that she was not wearing anything.  I
guessed she had come for a bit of fun before sleep.  As that thought hit my
brain it triggered the appropriate response in my groin. "You better hurry
over here and get under the covers as it isn't all that warm in here."  I
lifted the covers and my young guest sprinted over to crawl in next to me.
She spooned her body next to me and since I was on my side that put her
bottom right at crotch level for me.  I threw an arm over her and pulled
her closer and her response was to rub her bottom on my growing member.  "I
guess you're hoping for a repeat of yesterday afternoon, huh?  You said you
liked me entering you from behind."

"Uh huh."

Under such circumstances I always try to comply, so I reached for the lube
pump, got a couples of squirts in my palm, then reached down to apply it to
my cock.  I gave my guy a few strokes to encourage all the blood vessels to
fill.  I reached between her thighs, found that she was indeed damp, placed
my cock into position and slowly, steadily, and without hesitation, pushed
myself fully inside that hot little pussy.  My efforts were met with
several soft moans as her ass wiggled against my pubes.  I pulled almost
out, and then pushed back in a couple of times.  I love feeling those
vaginal walls contracting and gripping my cock.  My right hand was holding
her bottom close and since she was lying over my left arm I reached to
squeeze her breast.  I felt a bit of confusion come over me as the breast I
had felt didn't match my memory from the previous days' activities.  I
squeezed again and was pretty sure this was more developed than I
remembered.  I pumped my cock in and out a bit more and felt again.  To put
my aging mind at ease I reached up and touched the lamp behind me and the
light revealed it was not Janet who had made her way to my bed but Sarah.

"Sarah?  Why in the world...?"  I sort of froze in position, not releasing
her from my grip, nor retracting my cock from her pussy.  There was a whirl
of confusion throughout my mind and body.

"Oh please don't be mad", Sarah pleaded.  "Janet was telling me how good
sex was but I've never had a good experience with my boyfriend so we
thought you might help."

"Helping is what I'm here for, but with Janet's father's permission.  What
would your parents think if they knew what we are doing right now?  They
might not be as eager for this as you are."

"It was my dad who gave my boyfriend a box of condoms.  He told us he knew
at some point we would be having sex and all he asked is that we use a
condom.  My boyfriend seems to enjoy the whole thing but I have never seen
any reason to be happy.  Once he even came in the condom before he was
inside me.  It sure doesn't seem like what I've overheard from my parent's
bedroom."

Needless to say, I had a bit of a dilemma.  Fucking someone's teenage
daughter without the knowledge of her parents was not my style.  There was,
however, the reality that Sarah had come to my bed with the intent to have
sex, and I was still laying here fully erect inside her.  It was a bit too
late to pretend nothing had happened, so I decided to give her what she had
hoped she would get.  Still holding her and playing with her breast, I
resumed my fucking.  I began to nibble her neck as my cock started sliding
in and out of her tight hot hole.  Sarah turned her head towards mine and
our lips met.  Her mouth was open so my tongue soon found hers.

My hand went down to her mound and I let two fingers have some fun with her
clit.  The combination of fingers and dick did their magic and it wasn't
long before you might have heard her squeal of delight as she came.
Luckily my mouth was still over hers so she didn't announce our triumph to
the sleeping household.  We managed another orgasm shortly thereafter,
which had her entire body reacting to her pleasure.  Once she relaxed a bit
I took the opportunity to move her over onto her back.  I placed her legs
on my shoulders and began fucking her in earnest.  It was my turn for
release and unlike her boyfriend I would not be having a circus outside the
tent.  Sarah had come to my bed for a proper fuck and I intended to
deliver.  My piston action increased, my breathing was more rapid and deep,
and before long I announced to her that I was going to cum.  With a few
last pushes I began to shoot, and pushed slow but hard with each round of
cum.  I guess the idea of a man depositing his seed inside her was
motivation enough for her to have a final orgasm of her own.

We both lay there, wrapped up in each other, catching our breath.  Whether
she enjoyed it or not, and I'm guessing she did -- big time -- Sarah could
not say she hadn't had the full sexual experience.  That is, with one
glaring exception; there had been no lips to her lips.  To remedy that
omission I scooted back down between her legs for a cream pie snack.  In
this day and age, where people are concerned with where their food is
sourced, you can't beat home grown.  It was a sexual act I hadn't enjoyed
in some time but I can attest to the fact that licking your load from such
a tantalizing receptacle is quite enjoyable for both parties.  My tongue
lapping up the remains of our lovemaking brought the response I had hoped
for in one last shudder of orgasm.

A bit later I suggested perhaps she should return to Janet's room as I was
sure Janet would expect her friend to return so the two could compare
notes.  While I try not to indulge in such comparisons myself, I was sure
these two friends would do exactly that.

"I don't think Janet will be there.  When I left her room to come here she
also headed down the hall to her dad's room.  She said she would see me in
the morning."

Janet's party planning skills evidently went beyond romantic picnics; she
was also into arranging middle of the night trysts for herself and her best
friend.  I couldn't help but wonder if Alan had been gifted with more than
just a blow job or hand job from his daughter.  Sunday morning coffee chat
with him should prove interesting.  In the meantime I needed sleep;
something I believe Sarah had already engaged in.  She was curled up next
to me so I tapped the lamp base and drifted off to dreamland next to my
surprise visitor in the darkened room.