Diary of a Cougar, Chapter 7 - Sex Stories

Diary of a Cougar, Chapter 7

... balcony of my bedroom. I was double stuffed. I held onto Barry in front as Ben worked my ass. We went at it until they exploded. Then I went for my morning shower.

After breakfast, Ernesto and I fuck in the pool.

Later that day, I was preparing to go out with the ladies of the Menopause Madams when Danny entered the bathroom. I was still naked. He walked up behind me. He rubbed my ass, spread me open, and pushed his dick into me.

He placed one hand on my back, causing me to bend over. He worked my pussy until I creamed. Slowly, he pulled out. I turned to him. He bit his lip. We kissed as he pushed into me again. I was getting used to fucking him every day. I knew it was dangerous because he expressed feelings for me.

The others just loved fucking me. But he was in love with me. I suppose it felt nice to have someone feel that for me. Since Nigel was gone. I didn’t have a man that loved me like that. But he was a baby. What could I do with him?

We hummed as his cock unloaded. He giggled. We kissed. He pulled out and left.

******

The night was perfect. We were at our favorite club. We sat at our favorite table. We had shots upon shots of Tequila. I told them about my new adventure of being double stuffed by the twins.

Amber smiled. “Now that is living the dream.”

Josephine agreed. “Thatis living the dream.”

Marsha was quiet. Her mood was a little off. I asked her to join me in the lady's room. She confessed to me that her husband wasn't doing well. ...

... That he was in his final days. There was nothing else the doctors could do for him.

“I should feel guilty,” she said to me.

“No. He would want you to continue to live. You are here. You deserve to be fulfilled. He would want this. If you need to take a break, do it, but if you want to keep going, that’s no one’s business but your own.”

She hugged me. “And how are things with you and Danny?”

I made a face. “He is still being insistent.”

“He loves you.”

“Yes. But I don’t know what to do with his love. It’s sweet, but can you imagine me introducing him to my kids?”

“It’s no one’s business but your own. Or does that only apply to others?”

We laughed. We walked to our table; I noticed a man sitting with Josephine and Amber. “Who is that?" asked Marsha.

I sighed because I knew exactly who he was. “Ladies, come to meet our new friend; he’s a riot!” said Amber.

Marsha shook his hand, “I’m Marsha.”

“Theodore. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

“Oh my, that accent.”

“I know it’s so sexy,” added Josephine.

I shook his hand, “Hello, Theo.”

He smiled, “Zuri.”

Their eyes widened. “You two know each other?” Marsha asked.

I nodded “We do. He is my former husband’s nephew.”

“Oh,” she replied.

We sat talking. Just a bunch of middle-aged people reminiscing on the days of old. It was fun. When the night ended, Theo walked us to the parking lot. The ladies went their way. Theo walked me to my car. He stood by my door, “You should come home with ...