Ryan's First Candidate

I don’t even remember going to sleep, Ryan fucked me twice more, making me cum for hime before cumming in my pussy. As I rolled over to kiss him good morning, I found that I had the bed all to myself. No, let me correct that. There was a piece of paper with a smiley face on it.

“Ronnie:
I have been ignoring you lately and that is so wrong of me. And for that I am forever
sorry! To make it up to you, I’m going to fulfill your wish and send you someone I
approve of for you to sleep with! He’ll come over in the afternoon, so try to have him
Gone before I get home tonight!

                                                                                              Ryan"

Maybe it was the cynical side of me, but I would believe that when it happened! So I got out of bed and went for my morning shower then dressed in a pair of blue jeans, a white flowery top with silver sequins. With nothing on my agenda, I went into the backyard and puttered around in the garden and as the day grew a bit chiller I dawned a yellow fleece track jacket.

It was a little after one when I got a notification that someone was at the front door. I checked on my phone app who it was and I was confused when the front door camera showed a guy standing there, dressed in a white t-shirt and faded jeans. I knew that I had both a small spade and a bottle of natural plant acid so I said into the phone, “I’m around the back so just come around to the gate at the end of the driveway and come around!”

I picked up the spade and turned my attention to the gate, it opened and in came the same person. He stopped dead in his tracks and I swear I could feel him undressing me with his eyes.
“Fuck Mr. Carter really should get his eyes checked, you not some old lady, you’re drop dead fucking gorgeous!” Christ, from where I was standing it looked like he was drooling.

“I’m sorry! I take it, you know my husband?”

“Oh yeah! I park his car in the valet spots at work. My name is Steven Rooter and I was told that Mr. Carter had arranged my being here with you earlier and that if you were willing I was to live up to my last name!”

Then Ryan’s note came back to me so like Ryan was here watching me from somewhere I motion Mr. Rooter to come sit with me on the small bench. He didn’t hesitate, coming over and saying again that he found me gorgeous. We sat there at first not saying anything. We just looked at each other over from head to toe.

Steven was a typical young guy, boyishly handsome with what probably was well defined muscles under his t-shirt. Then he surprised me, “So is this where I ask you if I can kiss you?”

Steven was either naive or trying his best to make Ryan happy. Either way I said yes and promptly lost myself in his velvety lips. At first it was just, that a kiss then Steven started to feel my waist through my clothes. I have no idea when he managed to get his hand up under my t-shirt or when he worked my jeans off me. But one thing I did know, his lips were just as velvety on my pussy lips as they were on the lips of my mouth.

There I was on a bench with someone I had just been told about with my head tossed back, moaning like a wanton slut as he ate my pussy.

“OH FUCK STEVEN, I NEED A COCK RIGHT NOW!”

He lifted his head out from between my legs, “Well My. Carter did say if she was willing, do whatever she wants!”

Smiling at me he began taking his clothes off, now it was my turn to drool at what I was seeing!