A Shared Week End Again
by
Larry Marian
Samantha Adams, better known as Sissie, sat down in an easy chair of the New Orleans Hilton lobby to go through the "Begin the New Year Seminar" welcome packet.The first thing that got pulled was the roster of attendees and guests.Being an Adams by marriage she quickly found her name and after that"Spouse:Buck Adams". which had a straight red line through it since he'd been called away on an emergency trip. She gave a half smile and said softly."Have fun, Buck."
Just for shits and grins which Buck used from back in his Army days, she thumbed through the roster to find, McPherson, Malcolm:Deputy Superintendent for Language Arts andSocial Studies.After that "Spouse:N/A". Lord, she thought.After all these years.How long, eighteen?Here she was, forty two, happily married, two wonderful teen age kids, and she could feel her panties getting damp.And her nipples harden.Well, let me get up to my room and relax.What could happen?She went to the elevator bank with her bag trundling behind her. Maybe she'd go ahead and chill that bottle of Chardonnay and have a glass.It was after five, after all.
The elevator door opened and two passengers got off.It was about to close when she heard a man's voice call, "HOLD THE DOOR," which she promptly did, her back to the entrance."Thanks," she heard so she released the door, which slid closed as she turned around.Her jaw almost dropped.Before her stooda six foot black man, with fine features, filling a nice suit and conservative tie.He had a suitcase with a small cooler strapped to the top.
Sissie looked at him.Her heart skipped a beat.He looked at her and said softly, with a New England accent, "Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, you walk into mine."He smiled."Sissie.How are you?"He paused."Husband?"
"Emergency business trip.He cancelled. Tenth floor, please," she said overcoming her desire to throw her arms around him.Wife?"
He frowned."Cancer.Three years ago.The kids are with their grandparents until they start school. " She saw him push the button for ten and no other.
"I'm so sorry,Malcolm.I'm glad to have met ya'll."She put her untanned hand on his arm."We on the same floor?"
"Guess so.I'm 1024."
Another co-incidence she thought."I'm 1027."The thought of those two beds in two different rooms flashed through her mind."Look, Malcolm.I have a decent Chardonnay in my bag.We can have a glass for old times, if ya'll'd like."
"Love to, Sissie. Never lost that Southern drawl, have you."
"Stopped haten Yankees last week."They both laughed at that and then smiled quizzically at each other.The elevator stopped."Come to 1027. Give me ten minutes to get out of this business suit and heels then come on down."Sissie said quietly as the exited.
"Sure will.Got some snacks in the cooler.Some Vermont cheese and hard sausage."He put his hand on her arm, below the sleeve, gave it a light squeeze, and turned towards 1024 as Sissie pulled her suitcase to her room.
Closing the door she got rid of her heels at once, undid her blouse and skirt and put shoes, skirt and blouse in the open closet.She shrugged her shoulders and took off her bra."Yes." This went in the drawer.She pulled on shorts and a t-shirt, then slipped on sandals.She pulled the bottle of wine out of the suitcase and the waiter's corkscrew from her toilet kit.The door told her the ice machine was next to the elevators so she took the ice container and did her trick of filling both the liner and the bucket to take back to the room where she put the Robert Mondavi Reserve Chardonnay in the sink , then covered it with ice. There was a light knock on the door.She hurried to open it.
"May I come in?" Malcolm asked,a leather sack in his hand.
"Of course.Let's see if you have cheese and sausage, put it on top of the dresser and let it come to room temp.The Chardonnay is chilling."She looked at him.He's hunting, she thought.Widower.Sexy.Open shirt, displaying his abs.Conservative gold chain.My panties are beyond damp. She ignored the tight jeans and sandals.
She went and sat on the couch,patting the cushion beside her. "So, Deputy Super.That's great.You look good.The years haven't hurt you. I have to say, you look as sexy as you did before."
"Thank you.You still look like a magnolia blossom."He stopped and looked at her."Sissie.Sorry we lost touch."
"So am I.Look, the wine is chilled. Let's open it and have a glass before anything else."Instantly she regretted that.Was that an invitation?Did I mean it as an invitation?
"Sounds good. I'm sure you have a corkscrew."
Sissie got up to retrieve the corkscrew out of her toilet kit, closing the lid of the suitcase, covering her panties and bra, including the one thong pair.She put it down on the counter, next to the sink and got down two of the short glasses."Would you do me the honor of opening the bottle, Malcolm?"
"Surely," he said as he got up, walked to sink, took out the bottle and opened it.As he did, Sissy, without thinking, went to the bed and sat down.She watched him pour the wine, take the two and hiding them from her, then setting them side by side."Now you choose the right or the left and we shall see.."
"The right one, Swee.....Malcolm."He smiled, picked them up, walked over and sat down next to her at the head of the bed. He gave her one glass, the left one, she was sure.
"To one of the most beautiful woman I have ever known.Thanks to a wonderful time."
"To a mighty handsome man who I still think about.Thanks to a wonderful time."
They lifted their glasses, clinked and took a sip.
"Good wine from a good lady," he said softly, even in his baritone.
"I'm sure the sausage and cheese will be just as good."Her phone rang."Sorry.Let me see."She pulled out her cell from her purse. "Hi, Buck. You in?Good, me too.Ran into an old acquaintance.Years ago.Okay. Me too. Love you too."She put away her phone with a slight pout.
Sissie turned to face Malcolm sipping his wine.He handed her glass to her and raised his to her."You okay?Something in the phone call?"
She sighed, took a sip, then drained the glass."I don't want to put my burdens on you." "Try me.I taught tenth graders for ten years." "Ten years, eh?"She walked over to the sink and poured some more wine.She sipped, then walked over and sat next to him."My husband, wonderful guy and father.Bout ten years ago he hired a new associate, straight out of college. About eight years ago she was going to seminars and such with him.Pretty obvious what was going on.Once after a trip I found a strange bra in my dresser.It was right after a trip. Bonnie wore an unnecessary training bra then.The one I found was two sizes too big for me.When we were just talking I heard her say, "Okay, hurry or I'll shower without you."
"Jesus Christ!"He got up to pour another glass for himself and put more in hers. She sipped.They both put their glasses down on the end table and looked at each other. He put his arms around her; they looked at each other and smiled."I shouldn't do this,"he said. "You're married."
"We were both the last time," she said. She smiled."You aren't."She put her arms around him."We took care of `I'm a Georgia white girl and you're a Yankee black boy,' the last time."They leaned closer, then the first kiss was not a dainty first kiss.It lasted forever, tongues clashing, heads dancing, hands moving over the other's body.Then her phone rang again."Jill?"She listened then quietly turned on the speaker.
"Mom, those dumb boys hid my dildo.Bonnie and I want to use it.Please let me borrow yours."
"Doesn't Bonniehave one?"
"Yeah Mom.But it's like a kid's one.And you have a double ended one."
"You know where they are, right?"
"Yes, Mom.And we'll clean them up afterwards."
"Okay.And make sure you two use lube.So where are the boys?"
"In Jack's room.Door's locked.They're sucking each other right now, I'll bet.I mean, Mom, you said we could have a girls' night out."
"I did.But what make you think they're sucking each other?"
"MOM!I heard Jack say just before I knocked -`Don 't stop, dude.Almost there.'"
"Okay.We said the boys could have a boys' night out too.Look, dear, I ran into an old friend.We're having a nice chat.So please don't call unless it's an emergency, okay?And tell Clyde too. Bye dear, love you."
"Love you too.Bye."There was a short silence and then, "Hey, Bonnie, we can use her dildos. And Mom's gonna get laid."Helen turned off the speaker and hung up.
"Kids."
"Yeah.Interesting.My kids may be bi, too. Now where were we?"
"Apparently I'm about to get laid."Malcolm put an arm around her as the other's hand cupped her breast.
"Sissie," he said as his hands went to the bottom of her top. She raised her arms as her top came off to flutter to the floor."They are as beautiful as they were the first time I saw them."
"Oh silly boy.You say that to all us silly white girls."She reached for and began to open his shirt.It came off to join her top on the floor.Slowly, together, they slid from sitting to lying, touching nipples, kissing breasts or chest, until finally each began to remove shorts or jeans and the panties or jockeys, to lie on the floor. "Dear Malcolm,foreplay isn't needed.My pussy is going to drown your poor dick," as she rolled on her back, spreading her legs and raising her knees.At that Malcolm eased himself on top of Sissie, positioned himself, as Sissie took his very hard cock to guide him in."YESSsss," she breathed as she felt him enter.
"It's been a long time.Don't expect much," he whispered as he began to move.
"We have all night," she breathed.
Her first cum came as she felt his second sperm blast.Then they lay together, hugging, kissing, caressing."What else do you have besides sausage and cheese?I don't want to get dressed to eat unless I have to.What I want to eat next is beside me. "
"Got some cut up veggies, fruit, dip. Snacks, but they have a nice Cajun breakfast buffet in the morning.I also have a bottle of Pinot Noir when the Chardonnay is gone."
"Good.Look, let's be smart. Jump into your pants and shirt.Go to your room, get the food, tear up the bed, scatter the pillows, make it look like there was a sex show. Come back here. Tomorrow morning, they clean up our rooms. Tomorrow evening we mess up mine and play in yours."
"Good.Any chance you want to eat that thing before I go trash my room?"
"I didn't think you'd ask,"she said as she slid over to take his hard again cock into her willing mouth.This took a longer time before she took his seed into her welcoming mouth and throat.Then he put on pants and shirt, then left with a kiss, tasting his own cum from her mouth,
He was gone close to a half hour while she called home to check on her teens, calling Jack first.It took five rings before he answered." Are you and Jack behaving?Then why is yourdoor locked?" "If you found your sister's dildo, give it back to her.""Of course I think you and Clyde are doing oral." Then a call to Clyde."Don't you and Jack screw with your sisters.""Clyde. Yeh, love you too," she said as the door opened, then closed and got locked.
Malcolm entered with one of the rooms trash cans full of stuff and his clothes for the opening of the seminar. The seminar clothes he hung up next to her next day's outfit, then they ate most of the snacks planned for three nights by one big guy.
Finally they got into theking size bed, lying there, cuddling, watching tv until they turned to each other. Her hand went to his semi- hard cock while his hand stroked her pussy.They came together for true love again.Twice.Then they fell asleep in each other's arms.
With the next morning came a flurry of activity.The shower fit one, so Sissie got in first, washed, hollered for Malcolm who got in for a minute for play, then she got out. He was dressed a minute or two before she was.Their elevator came down empty so they took it together, then acted friendly, not as lovers as the elevator filled with business casual and name tags.
They ate breakfast together, acting like new friends.At the luncheon they had separate tablesand then no seminars together.They smiled at each other during the long break for the exhibitions and books and other such educational for sales items. Withthat over they left the hotel and walked to the French Quarter."It's going to be more expensive here, but we can get some wine or beer, some po boys to eat inroom and be comfortable, or we can go to the casual dinner.Think tomorrow is a mandatory."
"Let's check.Catch the St. Charles trolley.Find a liquor store away from the Quarter, come back, get a couple po'boys,Come back, " as she whispered into his ear "and suck that thick dick until I choke." She felt his hand go briefly between her legs. She smiled.
"Let's go."
They caught the street car going into the Garden District until they spotted a corner liquor store, went in to buy two six packs of Jack's, two bottles of decentChardonnay,a bottle of Zinfandel (The Seven Deadly Zins, which they laughed about), and two bottles of Pinot Noir.
With their purchases they waited for the return car holding hands.Several people turnedaway while others smiled at them .
Back at the end of the St. Charles line, they took their supply of beer and wine, iced some of the beer and one bottle of Chardonnay, and then went out into the French Quarter to buy two po'boys, a shrimp and a fish before retiring to Malcolm's room. Sissie watched for an open moment to bring her outfit for the next day to Malcolm's. Then the two, having removed shorts or jeans, t-shirts and underwear, the two roll played an orgy on a queen size bed.
Late Saturday evening, lying in post coital bliss Sissie's phone rang again."Jill," she said as she turned on the speaker."What is the emergency?"
"Mom. Bonnie and I were taking a shower. Those dumb boys took all the dildos.And the vibrator."
"Those dumb boys are your beddies.You tell me you love Clyde."
"I do.But they're acting like they're eleven or so."
"Okay.Get your brother on the phone. " She switched off the speaker."Sweetie, when this ends, say something like, `You ready to fuck again?'"She switched the speaker on again.
"Yeah, Mom? Jill bothering you?"
"No, Jack.Why are you teasing Bonnie and your sister?You are supposed to be growing up.You and Clyde are going into your junior year.The girls will be in high school.Act your age.Now give the girls back all the dildos and and Jill's vibrator.You hear me?"
"Yes, Mom.We'll do it. "
"You'd better.If you don't, you can discover a dildo isn't as nice up your butt as Clyde's dick must be.Understand?Now I'm with an old friend here.We're busy catching up.Emergency only, but I love you both,and Bonnie and Clyde, too."
"We love you, too, Mom."Sissy, grinning, nodded to Malcolm.
"Sissy dear, my black dick would sure like to have another of your fantastic blow jobs."
"I love that black dick in my mouth."
"Jesus Christ.They left the speaker on by accident. You hear that? Your mom's about to blow some black dude," she heard Bonnie say .She hung up.They hugged and laughed."Now, about that blow job?"
So it went into Sunday morning, the end of the seminar.The two awoke almost at the same time, both nude.They gently nibbled each other's ear or finger, or even nose. "Sissie.I'm a widower.I've never had a divorce. I can't marry you if you are still married.Would you divorce Buck and marry me? "
Sissie kissed him, then felt for his cock. "Morning wood. I want that in my snatch soon, Malcolm. Honest.Buck fucks around.Not much, but he does. My two kids are his.They love him. I think the boy has an idea, but will neither confirm or deny.
"Here's what I would like.We're smart people.We can find a valid reason three, four, or five times a year when we can be lovers. She slowly caressed his balls."Would that work?I can talk to Buck - who is a good lover -sake of the kids - okay?"
"Yeah.Sissie? "
"Yeah?
"Think we can do less talking and more loving?"
"I'm not prone to argue," she said as she held out her arms for herlover. He slid into her arms and between her legs - the first time.
This is an offshoot of my TALES OF JONES LAB SCHOOL found in Bisexual High School. You may enjoy the background of this adult interracial story