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We talked and drank for a few hours with Sally becoming more and more quite. "I've hit a wall guys. I need to go to bed."

"Would you mind if I treated tonight?"

"That would be really sweet." Ellen leaned in and kissed my cheek.

I paid the bill and walked the girls to their B&B. As we arrived, Ellen admitted, "I'm getting a second wind. Could I walk Sally to our room and then do something with you?"

"I'll wait here."

Ellen winked and said, "Give me five minutes."

Five minutes later, we were slowly walking hand in hand and barefoot down the beach. The stars were shining and the moon was full. A few hundred yards down the beach, Ellen turned, wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. I rested my hands on her hips and kissed her back. I was encouraged when Ellen opened her mouth to my exploring tongue and playfully bit it.

We walked for half a mile, stopping to kiss and fondle each other every few minutes. Ellen groaned into my shoulder as I cupped her breast and tweaked her nipple. When I cupped her ass under her skirt and ground her pussy into my hard cock, she whispered, "Where are you taking me?"

"Home," was my reply as I gestured to the next home along the beach.

"Oh good, lets go."

When Ellen turned to run to the house, I reached for her arm. When she turned to face me again, I instructed her, "Strip."

"I can't. Not here."

"Right here, baby. Strip for me."

Ellen nervously looked along the beach and at the neighboring properties.

"There's no one around. Take off your clothes."

She stood five feet away from me. Looking me in the eye, she tossed me the sandals she'd been carrying. In one motion, she pulled her tee shirt from the waist of her skirt and over her head. The front clasp bra followed a few seconds later and Ellen handed me both garments. Reaching to her lower back, she unbuttoned her skirt, unzipped it and wiggled out of the skirt and panties.

Ellen stood proudly in front of me. She had firm B-Cup breasts topped with small brown nipples. She had a flat stomach and narrow waist. Her pussy was covered with a light peach fuzz bush.

"Your turn," she dared.

I handed her the clothes I was holding and quickly peeled my tee shirt off. Although I'm forty five, I'm in pretty great shape from years of hard exercise.

"Not bad," Ellen commented as she looked at my chest.

"I feel like such a piece of meat," I countered and we both laughed.

When I stepped out of my shorts and boxers, Ellen's jaw hung open. "Jesus, you are a piece of meat. Your dick is huge."

As if in a trance, Ellen approached and sunk to her knees in the sand before me. She sat back and stroked my eight inch cock with both hands. Looking up into my eyes, she said, "My husband says I can suck the chrome off a muffler."

With that, she opened her mouth and sucked in the first half of my cock. "Oh baby, I'll have to let your husband know he's right."

Giggling around my tool, Ellen reached around, hugged my ass and pulled another two inches into her mouth and down her throat. She started a slow, steady up and down motion taking more cock on each down stroke.

When her lips buried themselves in my pubic mound, Ellen snaked a finger into my ass crack and teased my rose. Her other hand massaged my balls and her mouth took my entire cock time and again.

"Baby, get ready, you're going to drink some cum."

A "MMMmmmm," escaped Ellen's lips. Her hands worked my asshole and balls and her mouth slide rapidly along my cock.

"Here it comes baby. Oh fuck, here it comes," I yelled as I exploded into Ellen's mouth. She gulped most of it, but pulled away when she choked and some sperm slide down her cheek.

Ellen jumped to her feet and ran to the house. When I finally found her, she was laying in the middle of my king size bed. I crawled onto the bed and grabbed Ellen's ankles. I spent a few minutes kissing and sucking her toes. I slowly and methodically worked my lips and tongue over her ankles and up Ellen's legs.

By the time I reached her spread thighs, I could smell the delicious aroma of her sex. Ellen was spread wide. Her pussy was pink, dripping and open. I kissed her pussy softly and listened to her purr.

When my tongue traced from her clit to asshole, Ellen bucked into my face. "Oh yes . . . oh fuck yesss . . . lick my fucking pussssyyy . . . yes . . ."

Ellen cringed as the first orgasm racked her body. As she calmed, I wrapped my lips around her clit and slid two fingers into her pussy. Her body exploded again, "FFFuuuccckkk . . . yyyeeesssssss!"

My dick was fully recharged, so I slid up Ellen's body and sank my dick into her open pussy. "Holy fucking shit! It's fucking huge! Fuck meeeee harrrd."

I fucked Ellen in a missionary position for ten minutes. Then I pulled her to the edge of the bed, stood in front of her spread pussy and jack hammered her. As I pounded her twat, I rubbed her clit with my thumb. "OOOhhhh yyyeeesss!"

When her climax finished, Ellen pulled me out and turned onto her knees. When I pushed into her pussy, she said, "Not there baby. I want you in my ass."

Ellen hunched her back as I lined my dick head up with Ellen's rose. "Go slow baby. Go real slow until I adjust."

Over the next few minutes, I worked my cock up Ellen's asshole. She was so tight. With four inches buried in her, I stopped and let her rest. When she appeared more comfortable, I started to saw in and out, pushing more meat into her with each thrust.

While I sodomized her, Ellen fingered her pussy and rubbed her cunt. Ellen came again with a piercing scream. Then she reached back and massaged my balls. "Cum. Cum you bastard. Cum in my asshole."

I grabbed Ellen hips and banged her. "Here it cummmms. Here it cummms, you fucking slut." I finished for the night by pumping Ellen's asshole full of cum.

Present summer – Saturday Morning

Luckily, I don't need a great deal of sleep. Ellen and I fell asleep around 3am. She was groggy and a little pissed when my alarm went off two hours later at the usual 5am.

I dropped her off at her B&B, promised to touch base with her later and drove further down Front Street to my office. Most of my Provincetown friends think I'm a hard drinking, rich, hetro playboy. In truth, I work very hard.

Since taking over my grandfather's company, I have added twelve commercial properties to our portfolio. In addition, we manage another sixty properties on the Cape.

What's the old saying? "I work hard and I play hard."

I was on my third pot of coffee at 10:30 and needed a break. As it was Saturday morning and the office was empty, I went out on the buildings front porch. I brought my laptop, a few files and coffee, but I mostly daydreamed as I watched the tourist's parade through the street.

"I should be mad that you kept my girlfriend out all night."

I looked up to see Sally standing at the picket fence in front of my office building.

"If I offer you a cup of coffee, can we be friends again?"

Sally chuckled as she pushed through the gate and walked up the brick sidewalk. She looked like a MILF, dressed in a light summer dress. Her red hair hung over her shoulders and framed a pretty smile. I great deal of cleavage showed over the top of her dress and athletic thighs dropped below the hem.

I offered Sally a seat. After returning with a second cup and fresh pot of coffee, Sally and I sat and talked about Cape Cod and Provincetown.

After a while, she said, "You know, she's not a slut."

"Sally, I never said Ellen was a slut. She's a nice lady and we had a fun time."

Sally shook her head, "We're both pissed at our husbands and talked about fooling around while we were here. I was serious, but never thought Ellen had it in her."

"Hey, I don't kiss and tell. I never said we fooled around."

"You didn't have too. When she made it into the room this morning, she reeked of sex, she was sweaty and was walking bow legged. If that wasn't enough of a clue, right before she passed out, she said, 'I've never been fucked so hard.'"

Not knowing what to say, I kept quite.

Sally let out a frustrating laugh. "We've always been super competitive, but in a friendly way. I'm going to have to think of something to one-up Ellen."

Sally stood from her chair and walked into the office. I took my time following. I walked to the kitchenette and dropped off the pot of coffee and cups. My staff's area was empty and when I walked into my office, Sally was sitting naked on my leather couch.

She was leaning against the arm of the couch and her legs were tucked under her and to the side. Most people look better with clothes on, but not Sally. She looked spectacular. Her tits were easily a DD, but were round and stood out. They are capped with large aureole and one inch thick nipples.

Her stomach is taut and she has a cute belly pierce. Between her thighs is a shaved pussy.

"What do you think, Christopher? Will a nooner in your office, one-up Ellen?"

Standing in front of Sally, I stripped off my shirt, shorts and topsiders.

"Holy God! Your dick is huge."

In reality, my cock was only half hard. Sally excited the hell out of me, but last evening workout with Ellen had me worn out.

I retreated to the armchair in the corner. "Before you can one-up Ellen, you're going to have to get me hard."

Sally flew across the office and dropped to her knees between my legs. She slurped my rod onto her mouth with the enthusiasm of a teenager. She pumped my base, sucked the head and licked the sides. "Your dick feels so good in my mouth."

Her mouth felt so good sliding around on my cock, that I leaned my head back and selfishly enjoyed the blowjob. Without complaining, Sally sucked and deep throated my dick for fifteen minutes.

I was so engrossed in Sally's oral talents, that I didn't hear Mike, my 60 year old handyman, rummaging around in the outer office. We were all shocked when he stuck his head into the office and started, "Christopher, I'll see you on...oh shit."
"Uh, okay." The conversation trailed off in a flurry of mutual lip sucking while Jan freed her arms from her dress and I freed my ankles of my shorts and boxers.

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