cowgirl

"I'm clean," I told Claire. "But do we need a condom?"

"No, I'm on birth control," she said, "and I'm clean. Haven't had...well, it's been while."

"Hard to believe a sexy woman like you has had to wait."

She grabbed my head again and forcibly kissed me as I undid my pants. I stripped naked as Claire slowly and seductively took off her bra and panties, revealing a neatly trimmed bush. I got on the bed and lay on my back. "Mount me."

"My pleasure," said Claire. She climbed on the bed then straddled me. Looking me in the eyes, she grabbed my cock and lowered herself onto it. She then started bucking.

"Oh god, yes, Claire!" I said as I reached up and grabbed her tits. "You're so fucking hot!"

"Fuck me, Davey! Fuck me!" she said, throwing her head back.

We fucked like this for several minutes, I was surprised by how long I held out and before I came, I pulled her down then carefully flipped her onto her back without pulling out. I then finished by ramming her. "Oh Claire!" I yelled with each downward thrust, "Claire...Claire....Claire!"

"Oh god, yes!" she screamed as we both reached climax. She dug her nails into my back, but it felt great.

I finished shooting my load into her then slowed down my fucking until I started to go limp, then I pulled out and slumped over onto my back.

"That...was...so...incredible!" gushed Claire. "Hadn't had...sex like that...in a long time."

"You were incredible yourself," I added.

We calmed down then she snuggled up besides me for a while, and I held her in my arms.

After a couple of minutes, I sat up. "I guess maybe I should get cleaned up and head on before your daughter comes home?"

"Oh, yeah, probably," said Claire. She got up and went into the bathroom. She came back later in a silk bathrobe. I went into the bathroom and washed my cock with a washcloth then came back into the bedroom and redressed.

Back in the living room I finished my wine. "I need some cash," I said. "Can you call me a cab or something?"

"I use a car service," said Claire, "I'll get you car."

"Where's your purse?"

"It's on the kitchen counter," said Claire as she used her car service app to hail me a ride.

I found her purse and cleaned out her cash: $98.

"Thanks for the cash," I said. "You're not only a great fuck, but very generous."

"So this weekend?" asked Claire, putting a hand on my shoulder.

"Sure, but only if you invite Brooke over."

"Brooke?" asked Claire, jerking her head back like I had just insulted her.

"Yes, invite her over for Saturday night. Don't tell her about me, though. Just make up some reason for her to be here, some girls night in with wine and movies or something." I looked at her sternly, "Understand?"

"Yes, Davey, I'll get her here."

Good.

Claire and I made out until the car arrived. I smacked her on the ass and left. It was Thursday night. I had classes and work tomorrow, but I debated quitting since I could now use the ring to make a living.