He tried to remember when the last time he fucked her was but couldn't. A week ago? Something like that. Was that what she came for.
It was just after lunch and he was relaxing, having nothing in particular to do. Martha liked to keep him on call so even when he was idle he was confined to the house unless she told him differently.
He was reading a paperback novel, lying on his bed in his shorts, sunlight streaming into the room feeling good about things.
"I think the time has come," she said ominously.
"Want something cold to drink?" he offered, getting up so he could put on his pants.
His rooms had a small kitchenette attached to them so he could cook for himself if he wanted. Cordova got himself a glass of iced tea, smoothed down the bed and then sat opposite her.
"For what?"
As if he had to ask.
"Samantha's been very active lately."
"So I've noticed."
"She's been seeing a couple of young men?"
"I assume you approve of them."
"Oh yes, they come from the best of families," said Martha.
She wore a loose fitting shift and was braless and Cordova wondered if she was wearing any panties underneath of it she was totally naked.
"So what's the problem?"
"I just want to make sure she knows what's going on," answered Martha.
"And now's the time for us to put your master plan into action?"
"Yes, before things get out of hand."
"What do you mean?"
"She's at that age. She'll probably be getting married soon. I don't know, it's a combination of things. I just want to be sure in my own mind, that's all."
"I guess I can understand that."
"You don't have to understand, you just have to fuck her. Is that too much to ask for or have you lost your taste for her?"
"No, I haven't lost my taste. I just thought that since things were going so smoothly, why mess around with them?" he asked.
"Maybe they're going too smoothly."
"Maybe."
"You sound hesitant."
"I am?"
"Why?"
"I'm not sure."
"Then it's not important."
"I hope not," he said.
"Listen, it'll only be for this one more time," she insisted.
"That's what they all say."
"Keep your wise cracks to yourself. You're in a very envious position, you know."
"Yes, I suppose so."
Martha studied him. There was something different about him. Conscious? No, that she doubted? Was her daughter suddenly unattractive to him? No, she doubted that very much.
What then?
She didn't know and because she couldn't get the answer right away she came to the conclusion that it wasn't very important.
"Now, now, I understand how you feel," she lied. "I feel the same way but it's got to be done for her own good in the long run."
"Yes, I know you have a point," he agreed reluctantly at last.
"And don't tell me you don't enjoy it. I know for a fact that you do."
"All right, I won't tell you I don't enjoy it," he said in a monotone.
"I know what you need."
"What's that?"
"Something to put you in the mood."
"It wouldn't hurt."
"I know. Lie on the bed and I'll see what I can do for you?"
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Martha raised her shift over her shoulders and pulled it over her head and off. She was naked except for a pair of bikini panties.
She kicked off her sandals and stood by the side of the bed looking down at Cordova. He looked up at her, wondering what she had in mind.
"It's been a long time," she said.
"Not that long?"
"For me it has?"
Martha pulled down his pants and shorts and sat back on the edge of the bed, cradling his flaccid cock in the palm of her hand.
"Mmmm, what have we here?" she murmured.
"An old friend."
"I feel like saying hello again."
"It's all yours."
"Mmmm, I know?"
Martha positioned herself between his legs, then decided she wanted to do it another way. She got up and laid down on the bed.
"Sit over me," she said.
"With pleasure."
Cordova squatted over her, the head of his cock inches from her face. He could feel the soft breasts on her chest behind him.
"That's better," sighed Martha.
She stuck out the tip of her tongue and drew tiny circles on his inner thighs while she cradled his balls in her hand.
Then she opened her mouth wide and licked them all over, thrilling as she felt the prickly hairs. Then she took them into her dark, wet cavern so she could suck on them gently.
At the same time she tugged on his cock, gradually working it into a full erection, getting it ready so that she could do whatever she wanted to with it.
She ran the flat of her tongue up and down the sensitive underside of his prick several times, rubbing his balls, pleasing and teasing them at the same time, priming them.
Then she licked the head all over, making it glisten and shine from her saliva. She looked at the soft skin, the tiny hole in the head.
Satisfied, she opened her mouth and took him into her, slowly moving her head up until her lips were grazing against his pubic hairs.
Excitement and passion began to bubble up inside of her as she slowly sucked on him, relishing his hard meat and softer balls.
She began to squirm around and closed her eyes as she got more and more excited. Cordova didn't have to do anything at all.
He knew he was there solely to service her which was all right with him. He didn't mind being a stud, he thought it was sort of neat in spite of its drawbacks. But you had that with anything.
He watched with growing interest as Martha worked on him, squeezing his thickness with her lips, trying to make it as exciting as she could for him.
When it came to sucking and fucking Martha knew most of the tricks, the little ways that made something a lot better than it ordinarily would have.
She used her teeth to scrape the sides of his prick as she moved her head up and down. Then she took her hand off of his nuts.
She held onto his buttocks and laid her head down on the pillow and began to pull him down into her, indicating to him that she wanted him to mouth fuck her. Cordova did it willingly and gladly, sinking as much of his meat into her dark cavern as she could take which was just about all of it.
His balls tightened Sup inside their protective sack but he had pretty good control and wasn't worried about shooting his load too soon.
Martha squirmed around as she felt her cunt begin to get wet and well lubricated. As she sucked she considered the possibilities.
She could have him put his meat in her cunt or her asshole or both her cunt and asshole. Each one appealed to her very much.
She closed her eyes as she got more and more excited and felt the tension begin to build up inside her body, making it hard for her to breath.
Her nostrils flared as she tried to satisfy her lungs. Her breasts rose and fell on her chest and she spread her legs far apart.
Cordova picked up his speed, thrilling as he felt the head of his cock rub against the ridges in the roof of her mouth.
Martha twisted her face ass around, a line of tension running from her throat in a straight line down the center of her stomach.
It ended in her cunt and she gyrated her pelvis slightly and made Cordova wonder if he should put his prick inside her and fuck her there.
No, let it stay where it was, he said to himself. If she wants it there, she'll do something about it. She knows how to.
Martha sucked harder and harder on him, determined to have him come in her mouth. She ran her hands up and down his buttocks before finally settling them on his hard, hairy nuts.