Chronicles of a Family Man Ch. 01

Hi all. Apologies it's been such a long time.

This is a new series I will write involving new characters. Please enjoy.

Matt thrust himself hard against the mattress, feeling his hard cock press against the soft, firm material. His solid shaft sandwiched between the weight of his body and the mattress and this made him exhale.

He was stirring awake and, as usual, his arousal signalled the end of his restful sleep. Matt carefully rolled onto his back and looked up at the ceiling. The sunlight was just starting to creep through the slit in the curtains and the room was slowly starting to illuminate around him. His hand moved from his thigh and reached round to his cock. Slowly, his fingers softly wrapped around the hard shaft and he squeezed, feeling the relief of pressure in his groin. He exhaled again, surprised at exactly how aroused he felt. Normally, at this time of day, his arousal would wake him and then quickly subside so he could begin his morning routine. Today, however, he felt incredibly turned on. Matt tried hard to think of the dreams he had during the night. But, nothing came to mind.

Slowly, he turned his head to where his wife was sleeping. He saw Liz's dark brown hair cascade across her pillow and noticed how she had somehow pushed the quilt a little further off her shoulders. She was facing away from him and his eyes traced over her naked shoulders and the satin thin strap of her nightie. It had been a warm week and she had opted to sleep in her satin nightie because of the temperature.

His mind raced back to last night as he watched her get out of the shower. He had tried not to make it so obvious as he had watched his wife slip into her nightie. They had been married for around 22 years now and she still really turned him on. Yes, it had been a long time since they were intimate together (over 6 years now) but he still really longed for her. He had watched her ease cream into her lithe, long legs after she had shaved and her hand softly rub cream around her firm thighs. He had stared at her naked body and pussy then as her hands continued to massage the cream in. He had never seen her trim her pubic hair and always enjoyed seeing her in all her glory. Matt's eyes had moved to her breasts and he watched them move as she vigorously applied the cream into her pale, soft skin. Her nipples inadvertently getting harder as her delicate fingers innocentky rubbed her cream over them. As always his mind raced to a fantasy where he watches his beautiful wife pleasure herself in front of him, moaning as she would bring herself to orgasm in front of him. He did yearn for her.

Matt then remembered that last night he hadn't masturbated and that was probably the reason he was so turned on this morning. Usually, Liz would go up to bed and Matt would stay downstairs alone and, eventally, quietly stroke his cock before moving upstairs and falling asleep next to her. Last night, he hadn't though. The thought of seeing Liz getting out of the shower and dressing for bed was far more tempting to him then.

Suddenly, she breathed out, rolled onto her back in their bed and Matt continued to stare down at her full lips and pretty mouth as she slept. When they had first got together they had been in the throws of passion constantly. His mind instantly thought now of the time she shared that she had never had anyone cum on her face and mouth before. She had explained that she always thought that dirty and sexy. Matt remembered his eyes widening at that comment, especially when she asked if he would. He had quickly agreed. She had teased and questioned why that was a turn on and he couldn't honestly explain why. He remembered that it hadn't taken long for him to move to the edge of the bed then and, standing over her, she had used her mouth on his cock getting him closer and closer to cumming. She had closed her eyes, embarrassed to look up at him as she pleasured him. Only once or twice she had opened her eyes thay day and looked up at him from the bed. This had made him groan louder and he had found it hard to stave off his orgasm. Then, she had slipped her mouth off his cock and used her hand to stroke him to orgasm. He remembered how the cum had spurt over her lips as she smiled and continued to deftly pulled the skin of his cock down over the bulging head. He had thrust up into her tight fingers as she turned her head and more hot cum had spattered over her pretty cheeks. He watched as it dribbled down towards her chin. It had been very sexy and he still sometimes used it to help his own solo play.

But, that was a long time ago now. Before marriage, before the kids and life generally getting in the way. Matt was 46 now and the last time the two of them had been intimate together was on his 40th birthday. He knew it was a long time. He missed it. He missed her.

Matt looked down her chest now as she started to stir and watched the beginning of her cleavage. He squeezed his cock again, suddenly feeling the head bulge in his fingers. He wondered whether to sneak off to the bathroom and make himself quickly cum. He knew it wouldn't take long. He was considering it when suddenly she opened her eyes.

"Hey," she whispered, looking up at him.

Matt smiled, "Morning. Sleep any better?"

Liz moved across the bed next to him and wrapped herself under his arm, nestled up next to his body. Her leg lifted over his and rested across his engorged cock. He froze for second, feeling the heat from her body and naked legs against his.

"Yes, a little better, thank you," she sighed heavily, "did you?"

"Not too bad. It's just so warm, isn't it?"

She shifted her leg and he felt it push against his cock. It uncontrollably pulsed for a second against her inner thigh. He held his breath again. Surely, he thought to himself, surely she can feel his arousal against her.

He looked down the bed and could just make our her pert arse poking out from the under quilt. Her position had pushed the quilt aside. The nightie had risen up, exposing her naked, sexy arse. This did not help his erection at all. He had always loved Liz's sexy arse. When they were younger, he had always wanted to cum over it and l, whilstvthey were having sex, she would always say "... next time, I promise. In me this time...". He didn't mind. He loved her.

"You have your signing off meeting today, don't you?" she asked as they basked in the glow of the sunlight creeping into the room.

He had almost forgotten about his meeting today. "Shit. Yes." He groaned aloud.

"Come on then, time to get to up anyway," Liz explained as she slid from his body and out of the bed.

He lay there watching her sexy legs move away from the bed. Still shapely and toned thanks to their joint gym membership, his eyes longed for her. He watched her slide the nightie over her head and he enjoyed her in all her nakedness from behind. Liz pulled out a thong from her underwear drawer and he watched her slide the material up and over her legs. She turned at the last moment and he stared at the thin material covering her pubic hair and pussy. His cock strained.

"Matt, come on. Let's go." She ushered him out of the bed. Slowly, he sat up and realised it was time to get ready.

Liz moved into the bathroom and he took the opportunity to get out of bed. He looked at himself in the mirror. His cock was rock hard and as he looked down at his fairly trim middle aged body and his broad chest and shoulders. He gripped his cock again, just below the head. He quickly stroked it back and forth three or four times. Suddenly he was desperate to cum. But, what if she returned and saw him? Another of Matt's sexual fantasies. Catching him, watching him cum.

Swiftly, he turned and pulled on his tight underwear, forcing his cock into the material at an awkward angle. Slowly, he then started to dress.

After he had buttoned his white shirt and placed his tie on, his cock had started to subside and he knew now, the moment for relief had passed him by and would now have to wait. He would really treat himself later and masturbate with his vibrating sex toy.

"Wait, aren't you away tonight with Rebecca?" he asked as he stood and started to make the bed.

"Yes" she answered "it'll be nice for her because of the tough move up here. She doesnt really know anyone yet and she is only 21 so it can be daunting." She came backbinto the room and slipped her feet into her high heels, instantly making her arse sexier. "It'll be good for her.... me too, I hope."

Rebecca was one of Liz's work colleagues. She had joined her firm as an apprentice at the beginning of the year. Rebecca had moved out of home after a big argument with her parents, and Liz had been there for support. Matt wondered whether Rebecca saw his wife as a big sister or second mother. Either way, Matt was looking forward to being alone at home that evening. Liz had booked a relaxing spa treatment for her and Rebecca and then a meal, a few drinks with a stay over in the spa hotel.

"Hopefully, Rebecca will relax a little and, if anything, I'm looking forward to my facial massage and meal," Liz explained as she finished dressing.

Matt looked across at his wife in her fitted trousers that hugged her pert arse. Her long, flowing dark hair swirled down her back and he, once again, longed for her. She turned and smiled at him and he looked into her deep brown eyes and smiled at how beautiful she was.

"I'll call you when we are there later." Liz stated before moving across the room to kiss him briefly on the lips.

She moved downstairs and, as he finished dressing, he heard her grab her keys, the wheels of the suitcase across the floor and the door closing as she left the house. Matt sighed and, minutes later, moved downstairs, grabbed his own things and followed his wife out of the door.

It had gone 3:30pm and Matt was sharing his gazes between the door and his watch. He was supposed to meet Tracy at 3 o'clock. She had messaged to explain she was running late but it was now 30 minutes past the arranged time. He had been emailing her over the past 3 weeks: reassuring her that his company was the best choice and, finally he had broken her down.

Today, she was due to meet him to sign the contract papers and formalise their business partnership. Tracy had insisted on a bistro in the town as it was less formal and intimidating. He had located a table near the the quiet corner so they could discuss any potential issues. Matt was hoping to wrap this meeting up in half an hour so he could begin his weekend. He looked again at the door, realising he had no idea what Tracy would look like and hoping she would, somehow, recognise him. He had called her a few times and enjoyed talking with Tracy over the phone. One of the first things he had noticed was how sexy her velvet voice had been. There had even been some mild flirting and, Matt expected, this charm offensive had been enough to secure Tracy's business partnership.

He stared again at his watch. Where was she?

Suddenly the door opened and a woman entered carrying a business briefcase bag. He heard her heels clicking along the wooden floor first and noticed her shapely legs too. Her navy fitted skirt was slightly above knee length and he noticed her calves were very sexy as she walked.

"Matt?" she asked.

He looked up and saw a stunningly beautiful mature woman. Her blue eyes instantly caught his attention and her smile made her whole face light up. Her blonde hair was was swept back and left loose around her shoulders. There was a few streaks of mousy brown and the odd grey, showing her age.

"Matt?" she asked again, raising an eyebrow and instantly making her her look even sexier.

"Er... yes... sorry. Tracy?"

She smiled again as Matt stood up, rasing his hand towards hers. Tracy ignored his outstretched hand and moved in for a hug.

Matt felt her breasts push into his broad chest and he inhaled her smell. He found it difficult not to automatically push his groin into the hug.

"Wow, so great to finally meet you," Tracy said as she withdrew from the hug and sat down. "Matt, please accept my apology for being so late." Tracy looked at him as she spoke and looked genuinely apologetic. "I had a bit of a crisis at home. But, thankfully, all sorted now."

Matt watched her use a delicate finger to move a whisp of her blonde hair back behind her ear. Those eyes really were stunning.

He stared at this beautiful woman and watched her turn her head round towards the barman. "Iced latte, please. Thank-you." His eyes took the opportunity to flash over her body. She wore an open-collared white blouse which accentuated her petite collar bones. Her cleavage was just visible and he noticed her breasts too. Still pert.

She turned back towards Matt and her hands busied themselves in her bag. Matt watched her remove a pile of papers and place them onto the table as she spoke. "I've got the documents ready Matt, if you still want to do it." He watched her cheekily smile at the teasing reference to their calls. He smiled back and nodded whilst looking into her eyes again.

"Well, Tracy," he moved closer to her, leaning onto the table, "I'd love to do it with you." He smiled.

"Oh Matt. Let's do it then." She giggled. He watched her pull a pen out of her bag and flick through the pages. Her fingers dashed over the page and signed rapidly in two different areas. Matt watched her fingers and repeated the process when she had finished and turned the pages towards him. Tracy queried some areas and he clarified some parts for her. Finally, they discussed the transition period as she moved her clients across and the computer program that would be used for that specific process. The meeting lasted twenty minutes.

Matt sat back and smiled at the end of the formal signing.

"So, what are your plans for the weekend, Matt?" Tracy lifted her cup and drained the last of her coffee as she spoke.

"Well, my wife is away until tomorow evening so a nice relaxing evening alone for me." Matt smiled as he spoke, suddenly looking forward to using his masturbation sex toy later.

"Oh, right." Tracy smiled, raising her eyebrow again and making Matt blush. "Is she on a naughty weekend away without her husband?"

Matt smiled. "She's gone away with a younger work friend who has had some problems lately."

"Younger? How young?" Tracy asked.

"Well, Rebecca is only 21."

"How old is Liz then, Matt?"

"Oh, she's younger than me. She's only just turned 42."

Tracy smiled and stifled a giggle. "Oh, look at you with a younger woman, lucky you... or her." She smiled and her eyes locked onto his for a second longer than was acceptable. "So, what exactly are you going to do tonight now?"

Matt paused and for just a second thought about being completely honest with her. "Erm... probably watch a film... or the football. Maybe a take-out too."

Tracy looked at him and, just for a minute, Matt thought she may have known he was telling a lie. He looked away out of the window.

"You know," Tracy leaned forward as she spoke and Matt's eyes flashed down to the opening in her buttoned shirt, "I once went away for a girlfriend weekend and had forgottten my passport, so I had to travel two hours back home to fetch it." Her eyes looked into Matt's almost assessing him and his reaction to her story. "I walked into the house and my husband, at the time, was... well... masturbating with porn blasting out of the TV." Tracy had whispered the word 'masturbating' when she spoke and her eyes lit up at the word.

Matt's eyes widened in surprise. He opened his mouth and no words came out.

"He was so shocked. You should have seen his face. Standing up in the lounge with his hard cock in his hand." She leaned back at that and placed an elbow on the back of the chair which pulled her shirt tighter over her breasts.

Matt looked at her with his mouth slightly open still.

She looked at him and he noticed a twitch of a smile on her face. "Honestly, it surprised me to see him with his hand wrapped around his cock."

"Er... what... er... what did you say?" Matt managed to mutter.

"Well," she continued, "I told him to carry on and not mind me." Tracy looked at Matt seriously then, without smiling. He stared at her as she leaned forward conspiritually again. "So I stood there in front of him and watched him stroke his cock and cum all over his fingers."

Matt stared into her eyes and instantly felt a jolt in his groin.

"Matt, it was actually quite a turn on to stand there and tell him to slow down or he'll make a mess."

Matt swallowed hard and managed to mutter, "That... er... that must have been a... er... what happened?"

Tracy smiled at his question, almost as if she knew she had achieved something. "Well, I told him he could only cum when I said so. So I told him to stop and, well, you should have seen him squirm. So close to actually cumming and also not being able to stop."

Matt's cock stirred and he could feel it grow in his tight shorts. Her words, her voice and the way she looked was all turning him on.

Tracy continued whilst slowly circling the rim of her empty cup with a single finger. "I told him to cum for me. So he groaned and came really hard. Thrusting himself and groaning loudly. I instantly laughed at him. Grabbed my passport from the drawer and left him standing there with his cock in his hand. The cum dribbling down his fingers and onto our wooden floor. I drove back to the airport then."

She looked down at her cup and then up at Matt. Her eyes bore into him as she continued, her voice lower, "If I'm honest Matt, it really turned me on and the drive to the airport was hard for me."

Matt couldn't speak. He felt as if he had been ambushed with dirty talk. His cock strained against the material in his trousers. He was really aroused.

"I started to touch myself whilst driving but actually ended up having to pull over."

Matt's mind raced and he craved the images she was painting with her words.

"I found a lay-by, pulled up and stopped the car. I ensured no one was around and I had to touch myself. My fingers straight away pushing against my clit."

Matt just stared. His cock was pulsing and he was desperate to push his hand against the bulging head and just squeeze.

Tracy's eyes were locked onto his and he noticed her cheeks flush and her neck was reddening too. Matt's eyes flashed between her eyes and her lips as she spoke. The desire in him was becoming unbearable.

"I had to part my legs to get my fingers in the right spot." Tracy continued, "Honestly, Matt, I was so turned on. My skirt had lifted and I just pushed my thong to the side to move my wetness around on my fingers, making my fingers slippery over my clit."

Matt could no longer fight it. He shifted in his seat and, at the same time, moved his hand below the table. His fingers squeezed his cock and, briefly, he exhaled from the relief.

Tracy smiled. "I had to thrust myself against my fingers and it did not take me long. Certainly, knowing that anyone might see me was also such a turn on. At that point, I just needed to cum and I was so close too."

Matt watched her shift in her seat and noticed one of her hands move below the table too. His mind raced. His cock bulged. He could feel the head pulsing uncontrollably against his tight fitting trousers.

"I ended up pressing my knees either side of the steering wheel and grinding my hips against my fingers. Fuck." She whispered the final word and Jack squeezed his cock again. The suddeness of that word was a shock to him and he had to squeeze the head of his cock again.

"Fuck, I orgasmed so hard at that point. Anyone could have seen that."

She stopped suddenly, the skin on her neck and chest glowing red.

"I... er... imagine it was a relief" Matt managed to whisper, "I would have like to have been there to see that."

Tracy's eyes widened at his comment, and she smiled a sexy smile. "Me too."

Matt squeezed his cock again and inadvertently thrust up. He was starting to think he might cum like this.

"Matt," Tracy whispered again, "how hard are you right now?"

He looked at her, his arousal feeling like it was out of his control, "Very," he murmered back.

She smiled and shuffled her chair closer to the table so that her elbow was now on his half of the table and her breasts pushed right against the table. "Matt," she whispered, "I'm so turned on right now and if I feel..."

She paused and he watched her arm move at the shoulder as her hand under table moved too. Suddenly she gasped quietly "Ooooh," she moaned almost under her breath. "I'm so wet right now."

Matt just watched whilst periodically squeezing his fingers against the head of his cock. He stared at her as she pulled her hand back up above the table. She lifted her hand and raised two fingers locked together to him. He saw how the tips of both fingertips were wet. Matt squeezed hard and thrust his cock up against his fingers he knew precum was leaking out of his hard cock.

Tracy watched his reaction as she moved her fingers back to her own mouth. She paused with them just millimetres away from her own open mouth. "Would you have enjoyed watching me cum?"

He nodded. Frozen. Almost holding his breath.

Tracy smiled again at him. "Hmmm, I don't know if I was as wet as I am right now though."

Matt's eyes didn't want to leave her fingers agonisingly close to her mouth but she had also leaned forward and he was able to see her cleavage clearly now in her open blouse. He was even able to make out the material of her white bra.

She watched him as his eyes explored her chest and then back to her mouth. "Let me see..."

Tracy slowly eased her fingers into her mouth. Sliding the wet tips over her partly open lips. Her eyes never shifted from Matt, continually focused on him and his reaction. "Mmm," she groaned softly.

Matt shuffled his chair closer into the table too and their elbows were nearly touching. His eyes watched as she dragged her fingers slowly back out of her mouth. She moved her hand back underneath the table and Matt watched as suddenly she took and breath and closed her eyes. "Ohhh, fuck," she whispered quietly.

Matt looked around the bistro. Not a single person was looking their way. It was busy enough for them to go unnoticed in theirquietcorner. Especially because they had spent most of the afternoon there too.

He stared at Tracy with her sexy eyes opening and closing as they looked at Matt.

"Fffuck.... do you want to watch me, Matt?" she breathed hard as she spoke. Her whole upper body leaned over the table. She was leaning on one elbow and her other hand was underneath the table. Matt watched her chest glowing red, her upper body slightly shaking, and he knew what she was doing. He nodded at her as she continued.

"Fuck, that's so sexy Matt. The fact... ohhh... that I might cum right here in front of you."

Matt squeezed his cock again and again. There wasn't enough grip for him this way but he was so turned on and he was shifting his hips that he felt the growing sense deep within his balls. He moaned quietly and her pretty face wasn't that far from his. She smiled as she heard him.

"Oh fffuck. What are you d-d-doing down there Matt? Are you turned on w-w-watching this older woman?"

Matt nodded again and squeezed his bulging cock head a little faster and harder.

"I'm sliding my.... mmm.... f-f-f-fingers in and out. Fuuck."

He watched closely, her lips opened, and her eyes couldn't hide the pleasure she was giving herself. He looked down at her breasts again and could swear her nipples were starting to show through her bra and shirt.

Tracy smiled. "Hmmmmm.... do I t-t-turn you on Matt? I bet you'd love to see my breasts, wouldn't you? Ohhhh... fuck...."

Matt used all of his fingertips now to fully grip the head of his cock. He was continually squeezing and slightly thrusting now. The pressure in the head of his cock was intense. He suddenly realised he could cum like this. It made him moan again. His eyes moved from her breasts and up her pretty neck into Tracy's beautiful eyes. She stared back at him.

"Ooh fuck... Matt, I think I may c-c-cum here..."

He swallowed as her eyes stayed locked onto his.

"Knowing h-h-h-how much I turn you onnnnnn.... fuckkk."

Matt started to feel his orgasm building. All common sense had gone from his head and the need to cum was taking over his whole body.

"Mmmm... are y-y-you c-c-c-close too?" She moaned softly. "Are you so close, you will c-c-cum right here in front of everyone? Ffffuckkk."

Matt moaned again, edging closer to release.

"I imagine you've not been t-t-turned on like this in a while." Tracy smiled as she spoke, knowingly teasing him. "Does your wife turn you on like I do Matt?"

Suddenly his orgasm was instantly here and he couldn't stop now, even if he wanted. Her words were pushing him over the edge.

"I bet she doesn't. Ffffff.... I bet your wife would never turn you on like m-m-me. Is my body so much sexier than hers Matt? Fuuuuckkk... My breasts, my arse.... ohhhhh"

Matt felt the cum spurting out of his cock. He squeezed harder as his orgasm arrived. He gently slammed his hand down onto the table and grabbed Tracy's arm. He could feel the pent-up cum spurting in his underwear over and over again.

"Ohhhh ffffuck Matt... I'm cumminggg tooo...." She closed her eyes and grabbed his hand with hers. She squeezed and he felt her whole arm shaking. She closed her mouth tightly as her orgasm washed over her entire body. She was really trying hard to stifle her noise as she came hard.

Matt squeezed his cock again and again, milking the the last of the cum out as the two of them held hands across the table and came in front of each other.

"Ugghhhh..." Tracy gasped, finally opening her mouth, letting out her held breath. Slowly, she lifted her other hand back up, and Matt noticed how wet her fingers were. She smiled at him as she slowly moved them towards his mouth.

Matt opened his mouth willingly as she slid them inside. He could taste her completely. The musky, sour taste of her cum on his tongue.

He looked at her again and she was softly moaning as he licked over her fingers. She eased them back out of his mouth.

"Let me see yours..." she instructed.

Matt, lifted his wet fingers from around the head of his now softening cock. He held the hand up for her to see. The tips of his fingers were wet with his cum and he suddenly shifted uncomfortably in his cum-soaked trousers as he showed her his hand.

"Fuck, that is so sexy Matt. You've cum in your trousers, haven't you?" she smiled teasingly again, "So naughty...."

Matt smiled back and he realised he would have to use his jacket to cover himself as when walked out.

"Well, Matt, you have my number now and I want you to contact me so we can do this again anytime you want."

He nodded as she pushed her chair away from the table, gathering her things before standing slowly.

"Remember, Matt, any time at all...." She smiled at him and turned away. He watched her sexy arse as she left the bistro, her heels clicking along the wooden floor again as she left.

Matt sighed heavily, pleased and finally relieved. He gathered the last of the documents into his bag, feeling his wet trousers against his skin. He smiled at the thought. He was also so shocked to hear Tracy say those things about his wife. They had really turned him on, and that was the thing that brought his orgasm on so quickly. He smiled again, gathered his things as he stood and folded his jacket over the front of his trousers. He looked back at the table and was still shocked at how hard he had cum and so quickly. Then, Matt made his own way towards the exit and, finally, home.