Extras Pt. 01

Extras (Pt.1)

I'm Clair, a single mother of twenty-six, working as a home help to keep a roof over my head and give my daughter the best start in life. I made a mistake when I was 19, just one little mistake, and fell pregnant but I have no way of tracing the father. It had been on holiday and I'm not even sure he gave me his real name. I'm saying it was a mistake, but I love my daughter and would do anything for her and that included leaving university after her birth. I had been studying medicine, but couldn't carry that on, with a young baby and on my own, even with my parent's help. Maybe, when she is old enough to go to school and come home by herself, I can go back.

I'm 5'2" tall, slim, with shoulder length auburn hair and a nice figure but I spend all day in a uniform that might as well be a cardboard box, for all the sexiness it gives out.

So here I am cleaning, changing bandages, making sure people take the correct medication, helping people get out of bed in the morning and back in at night and stuff like that. It doesn't pay well but we get by, mostly. My parents help out with looking after my daughter when I am working but they can't help financially.

I work for a private company and they work for the local council or for private individuals. I have a few regular clients and some for just a short time whilst they get back on their feet after an operation or something like that. One of my regulars is Arthur, he's about 50 and could get by without my help but, I only do cleaning for him and the odd errand.

It was mid-November and my daughter was getting excited for Christmas. At school, they were practicing for the nativity play, singing carols, making decorations and had written a letter to Santa. The school sends a copy home and I had just got it. Like all children of her age, she was looking forward to Santa visiting and was asking for a pink bike and a particular doll. A simple request and one that all her friends would get, but it would be a real struggle for me and I was working out how I could fit in a few more shifts as I drove to Arthur's house.

"Good morning beautiful," he said, as he always does and I started off by making him a coffee then emptying the bins. He paid them for two lots of three hours but he was a tidy man and it rarely took that long, so he would often ask me to sit and chat or run an errand.

"If I send you two hundred pounds could you get it out of the cash machine for me like you did last month?" he asked.

I agreed, hoping he would do the same as last month and actually send and extra ten pounds, which he did, then when I got back to his house he put the cash into an envelope and placed it on the fire place as he had last month.

"You know you can pay most bills by direct debit don't you," I said smiling but he replied saying that this was one he couldn't.

On my next visit to Arthur's the envelope was still there and I asked him about it but Arthur, sort of, looked down and said, "Unfortunately."

"What's up?" I asked him.

"You wouldn't understand, you're young and pretty whilst I am getting on."

"You are still a good-looking man."

"I'm sorry but I can't talk about it, it's too embarrassing. I.. I don't want you thinking badly of me."

"How could I? You are my favourite client! Your house rarely needs much cleaning, and I get to relax for a time and have a coffee. You can tell me, whatever you like."

"I can't, sorry."

I didn't want to force anything, and changed the subject before carrying on and finishing the house.

The next visit to his house was nearing the end of November and the envelope was still there.

"Arthur, have you decided to tell me yet?" I asked him. "I'm worried that someone is taking advantage of your good nature!"

"Oh Clair," he replied. "It's not like that but if I tell you please don't think badly of me."

"It's ok," I replied. "but I'll understand if you don't want to say."

"I really look forward to your visits. It brightens up my day and if I could think of any reason to book a morning every day, I would do."

"Oh, that's so sweet"

"It's the only way I would have a pretty woman to talk to, but then I saw an advert in the paper for cleaners that.... that did it in costume and I paid them."

"Ok," I replied, in a questioning tone. "that sounds like a lot for a couple of hours cleaning. Do you want me to wear a costume?" I continued smiling.

"Well it's sort of less than a costume really," he replied coyly.

"Oh! A sexy French maid or topless cleaning!" I joked.

"Yes," he replied. "but please don't laugh!"

"I didn't mean to..... I.. I didn't realise that... that that was what you were doing. That's a lot of money!"

"The booking fee is separate, so it's £350 in total. The £200 was for her, to.... you know, for her to go topless."

"Wow, that's a week's wages for me!"

"But I wouldn't expect you to do such things!"

I started to tear up and Arthur walked over putting his arm around my shoulder.

"I'm sorry I've upset you. Please don't stop coming around. It's the highlight of my week!"

"I had to leave university as I got pregnant and couldn't carry on. I'm doing this until my daughter is old enough that I can let her walk to school and to my parent's afterward, but it's hard work and then.... then someone gets paid that much for a couple of hours just because they take their clothes off. I'd do that if it meant affording Christmas for my daughter and the other things we have to give up."

Arthur stood up and picked up the envelope handing it to me. "Take this for your Christmas. I didn't know you were struggling and I feel like some kind of animal now.

"I can't take it. We are not allowed to and it's too much..... and I haven't earned it."

He stuffed in into my pocket and told me that he would hate it if I didn't, and nobody would know. I hugged him and finished the jobs, making him a brew and thanking him again. I rang my mum and asked her if she would babysit for the evening, so I could do an extra shift and she agreed. I went shopping and bought the presents, took them home and managed to get them into the attic, then sat down for a drink and a rest. My daughter was going to have a happy Christmas and Arthur had made it happen.

I wanted to thank him, but a lack of money meant I couldn't get him a present and even if I did, it would be like giving him part of his present back. It was then, that I thought of something he would really appreciate and I went upstairs. I took all my clothes off and looked in the mirror. I was pleased with what I could see, as I looked at my own reflection. My breasts were a nice shape and size, my tummy was flat and I had been lucky to have no stretch marks. I put on my underwear and then, I looked in my wardrobe and picked out my only sexy dress, put it on and drove around to his house.

There were no cars outside so I knew he was alone and I drove onto his drive. I could hear my heart beating, I hadn't thought this through completely and I was worried he would turn me away and call the company, but he wasn't like that and I got out and walked to his door. I almost turned and left but, somehow, I managed to knock and after about 30 seconds I heard movement and Arthur opened the door.

"Clair, I.. I wasn't expecting you in the evening and... and you're all dressed up. Are you going somewhere?"

"Yes, and I've just arrived," I said as I stepped inside.

We walked into the living room and Arthur was having a drink. "Would you like one?" he asked and I replied saying that a small one would be nice as I was driving. He poured me one and asked why I was there.

"I've come to clean up for you."

"But you did that earlier."

"You gave me the money that was for your special cleaner, so I thought I would do that for you."

"You don't have to. I... I really didn't mean you to do... to do that."

"I know but I wanted to do something nice for you. My daughter will be so happy on Christmas day and I want to have earned a part of that."

I then reached behind me and unzipped the dress letting it fall down to my waist and showing him my breasts encased in my only sexy bra.

"Oh wow, Clair, you are beautiful, really beautiful." he stuttered. "I... I love your breasts, they are perfect."

I smiled at him and stood up letting my dress fall to the floor and stepping out of it. I picked it up bending at the waist and showing him my bum covered with the matching black lace knickers then sat back down with my legs outstretched to 90 degrees. I hadn't stripped off this far for a man's pleasure for eight years, since becoming pregnant and it was turning me on as he stared at my body. I decided to do the complete act and started to tidy up, polish and clean, in just my undies. As I did, I made sure I bent over for him so that he could see my bum or my cleavage as I looked towards him.

This carried on for over half an hour and then I decided to pull my bra straps off my shoulders, allowing my bra to gape open a little and giving him a better view, maybe a peak at my nipples. I wanted him to get his monies worth and sat back down with my legs open and my bra barely covering my breasts as we talked again.

"I really did want to thank you Arthur. My daughter is going to have a wonderful Christmas and it's all down to you."

It was getting a little late and I walked over and kissed the top of his head then put my clothes back on and went to my parent's house to collect my daughter, then home.

At the next appointment with Arthur I was a little embarrassed but he was genuinely lovely and we chatted again, just like we always did but I kept bending over to give him a thrill. Arthur asked me what I was going to do about the rest of Christmas and I told him that we would go to my parent's and that the only thing that mattered to me was my daughter's happiness.

"You really are a lovely person," he said. "I was hoping we could, maybe, have a repeat of the last evening cleaning session at some point but I wouldn't want to make you feel bad." Arthur then, sort of, looked down toward the carpet, like he had done something wrong.

"Oh, Arthur. I don't want to take advantage of you, but it is, quite tempting and I smiled at him"

"Please say you will do it," Arthur said almost pleading.

"Ok, but we shouldn't make a habit of this. We can chat about it on my next visit," I replied trying to re-assure him.

I was a little torn. If my work found out, I didn't know what I would do, but Arthur was lovely and I still felt so grateful to him. I could barely admit it to myself, but it also felt quite exhilarating, showing off my body to a man, something I hadn't done in so long, and it felt nice.

At the next appointment, everything was completely normal and Arthur didn't bring it up at all. I had cleaned the house and did all my other duties and nothing, not a single remark. I made him a drink and we sat back down.

"I'm sorry," Arthur said in a sad voice.

"What are you sorry for?"

"For getting you involved in something I shouldn't have done."

"Arthur, I enjoyed it and.... and I was going to say that I would do it again."

"Really?" he replied.

"Yes," I said reassuring him. "Next week, you name the day!"

"Monday!" He replied, "I don't want to wait."

"Well if you don't want to wait then tonight."

"Oh yes, please."

I finished my coffee and stood up, "Ok I'll see you at 7pm."

I then left and after my final appointment I went to collect my daughter from my parent's house telling my mum I had another couple of hours overtime, maybe three. My mum just said that they would look after her, feed her and take her to school as normal in the morning. I thanked her and went home to have a bath and pick out clothing for evening.

I had a long soak in the bath, making sure I had no hair anywhere but my head, I had chosen a pair of white knickers and a white bra and I didn't want any hair to show. I dried off and put on my underwear, thinking to myself that if I did this again I didn't have anything else even remotely sexy to wear. I could just about make out my nipples and the shape of my pussy and I hoped he would enjoy looking at me. I then looked in my wardrobe for something to wear over it, but I couldn't decide, then I realised that I would be taking it off just after getting there, anyway and picked a summer dress that was really rather short.

At 6:30 I looked at myself in the mirror and I was happy with what I saw. I could feel my heart beating fast and picked up my keys then a bag containing a feather duster on a stick which I had bought earlier whilst out, then I set off to Arthur's house. I arrived fifteen minutes early and just sat there in the dark feeling my heart racing and letting the clock tick closer and closer to 7pm, then at five minutes to, I took a deep breath and went to his door.

I knocked and Arthur opened it after just a few seconds, making me jump. He apologised saying that he thought I had changed my mind and held the door open for me.

We walked inside and I hung up my coat, then we walked into the living room. Arthur sat down and I stood several feet in front of him smiling. I reached behind me and unzipped my dress then shuffled out of it, leaving me wearing only my white lace undies. I could feel my face getting warm and I looked over at the mirror where I could see my freckles starting to appear. My heart was really racing now and I started to dust, making a point of bending down as much as I could or reaching high to dust the corner of the ceiling. Every chance I got to, sneak a look, I would do, trying to see how Arthur was enjoying himself.

I was standing with my feet wider than normal and bending over further, in an exaggerated manner trying to give Arthur the best view I could and knowing that my knickers would be tight over my bum. I remembered the look on his face when I undid my bra a little and had planned to do the same again tonight, just giving him a hint of nipple. I moved to the bedroom and started to dust there, as Arthur stood in the doorway looking. I looked in the mirror and could see that he had an erection and I was pleased that I had that effect on him.

"Arthur, would you like to see my breasts?" I asked him in as sexy a way as I could muster.

"Oh, Clair, I really, really do."

I walked over to him and turned around letting him unclasp my bra then turned back to face him with my hands covering the cups and holding them in place.

"Are you sure, Arthur?"

"Yes... yes please," he said almost pleading.

"Ok," I responded lowering my hands and revealing my breasts. "I haven't shown these to anybody since.... since I was 19 and that got me pregnant. They've grown a bit since then but I still like them"

"They are lovely, absolutely lovely," he replied hesitantly. "How big are they?"

"A large B, maybe a C but it depends on the bra company." I said smiling.

Still standing in front of him I moved forward, as if presenting them to him. "You can touch them if you want to," I offered and he immediately placed both hands onto them squeezing them and running his thumbs over my hardening nipples.

I could just about smell my arousal and I knew I was getting wet. I wasn't on the pill and I didn't want to get pregnant again so, although I almost let him take off my knickers, I didn't as I knew where it might lead.

"Please can I suck them?" he asked.

"Mr Reynolds, you naughty man..... you know there is an extra charge for that." I replied softly.

"I'll pay," he replied as I moved closer and he took my left nipple into his mouth running his tongue around it and sucking it into his mouth.

I felt my legs get weak and had to sit down onto the bed breaking his connection. Arthur sat down close to me and moved his mouth to my right nipple and started to suck it.

"I was joking about the extra money, you do know that." I said, my voice shaking, making sure I didn't come over as a money grabbing slag.

Arthur ignored my comment and just kept licking and sucking at my breasts making me wetter and wetter and I felt like a virgin, like before I went on holiday when my daughter was conceived. I knew I couldn't stop myself, if I let him remove my knickers and I didn't want to get pregnant again.

After Arthur had spent twenty minutes licking and sucking my boobs, I pulled him up and kissed him pushing my tongue into his mouth and enjoying the first sexy passionate kiss I'd had since I was a teenager and it felt good. As I looked up I realised it had been two hours since I left my parents and I told Arthur that I had to go now and I would see him in a couple of days. I stood up and put my bra back on then my dress and gave him one last kiss on the cheek before leaving and driving home but all I could think of was, what could have happened.

Once home, I went straight to bed lying there and thinking about what I had just done. It had meant to be a thank you, to the man who saved my daughter's Christmas, but it felt so hot and I enjoyed the sensations as he kissed, licked and nibbled at my breasts and the kissing. Oh, how much I enjoyed the kissing.

I moved my right hand upwards and slid my fingers over my breasts, running my index finger lightly around my left nipple as it hardened and I closed my eyes, feeling the sensations return. I pinched my nipple between my finger and thumb, until it almost hurt then opened my eyes looking at my breasts as they stood up firmly from my chest and I wished I could reach them with my mouth to suck them but they were too far away.

I slid my left hand downwards and over my knickers, the same knickers I was wearing earlier when I was exposing myself to an older man and letting him feast on my breasts. I remember feeling that I wanted him to lick and suck my pussy and wondering what it would feel like. I only ever had one lover and we had sex twice over two days but he never licked my pussy. I slid my hand over my knickers and it felt good as I pressed the lace against my sensitive outer lips with my fingers and moved them slowly in a circle up to my clit.

"Oh fuck, Arthur, that feels so good," I murmured to myself as I started to slowly and steadily rub my nub through the thin white mesh like material.

I could feel myself getting closer and closer to cumming and I slid my hand under the elastic to touch myself directly, and I could feel how wet I was. I traced my fingers along my outer lips up to the hood of my clit and back down, lightly pushing the tips inside myself, and spreading my lips apart. I wished I had a dildo or vibrator but had to settle for my fingers as I pushed them inside myself and imagined it was Arthur doing it. It felt naughty, but in my state, I wanted him to fuck me and I moved back to my clit touching it, faster and faster I rubbed it, until I came hard, burying my face into my pillow.

The next morning, I woke early and showered thinking about yesterday and knowing it was only a fantasy but enjoying it anyway, then I ate some toast and set off to work. I didn't have Arthur on my list today or tomorrow but I was already looking forward to seeing him on Thursday.

I was still thinking about sex and thought that it might be a good idea if I went on the pill as I didn't want to get pregnant again. I told myself that it was just a precaution and that I might meet someone at any time and didn't want to have to wait a week or use condoms. He had used a condom when I lost my virginity and I didn't like the feel, then the next day he didn't have any and promised to pull out. He did pull out, but it obviously hadn't been quick enough and I got pregnant.

I had an hour and a half between appointments, due to a cancellation, and decided to do some shopping and nip into the doctors to make an appointment. I walked in there, first and the receptionist told me that the nurse could do appointments for the pill and she had a slot in ten minutes. I took it and nervously sat down waiting, then I went in to speak to her. She was lovely and just took my weight, blood pressure and a few other things and gave me a prescription, telling me to start them tonight or tomorrow morning but they would only start working effectively on day 8. I took the prescription and nipped into the supermarket getting some groceries and collecting my pils, from the pharmacy inside. That night I took my tablet and being tired I fell asleep mentally calculating that I could have sex a week tomorrow.

Friday came around and I was looking forward to seeing Arthur, although I was apprehensive over how our evening would affect the relationship. The appointment, was my last for the day and it meant that even if my work took the full time, I could still speak to him. I warned my mum that I might be a little late and set off for the day completing by morning's appointments and deciding to get some more food for the weekend. I went to the cash machine to check my balance and it appeared much higher than I expected. I asked the machine for a mini statement and there had been a deposit of £250 from Arthur's account. Thinking that he must have sent it so that I could get it out for him and, wanting to avoid having to return again later, I took it out. I got my shopping and put it into the boot, then carried on with my rounds, arriving finally at Arthur's house.

I knocked on the door and Arthur opened it, almost straight away, with a big beaming smile and I walked in. I took off my coat and followed him into the lounge sitting on the sofa.

"Clair, thank you so much for the other evening. You can't begin to understand how much I appreciated and enjoyed it."

I smiled at him, "Arthur, I enjoyed it as well. It's the first time in nearly eight years I have done anything with a man. It was lovely." I then remembered the cash, "Oh yes, Arthur I noticed you sent me £250 so I've taken it out for you."

Arthur looked at me," Clair, that's not why I sent it. It's... it's to make sure you get yourself something for Christmas too. I have enough money and I'm not going to miss that. It's for you."

I started to cry and Arthur took my hand. "What's wrong?" he asked and I told him that I didn't do it for more money and he had already given me some. I pulled the money out of my pocket and tried to give it back to him but he assured me that he didn't want it back and that there were no strings attached.

I put the money away again and thanked him, telling him that I needed to get on with my jobs and stood up. Quickly rushing out to the bathroom and looking for something that needed cleaning. The bathroom was spotless and still smelled of bleach and I looked at myself in the mirror, my face was slightly pink and my freckles were back, then I felt my heart beating fast and I walked back out. I looked around the house it was spotless and I walked back into the living room sitting back on the sofa.

"The place is already clean!" I said

"Yes, I did it this morning. It was still pretty much clean and tidy from your last visit so it didn't take me long. I just wanted to sit and chat with you."

Arthur then smiled and I felt my heart rate coming down again. I had felt, like a prostitute when he said that he had sent it for me and I assumed he was paying me to do something. We chatted about things for an hour, speaking about his wife, who died a decade ago and his three kids who were half way in age between me and my parents. I then spoke about having to leave medical school after the first year, due to my holiday boyfriend and the mistake we made, although I said that I wouldn't change anything now and that my daughter was my life. I couldn't believe that I'd told him all that, but he was, just, such a good listener and I didn't really have many friends to talk to.

Arthurs next appointment came and it was almost business as usually although he now kissed me on the cheek when I arrived or left and I was happy with that.

The Friday appointment came again as, just like the week before, the house was clean and tidy again.

"You are going to put me out of a job. You know I'm supposed to be here to do that not chat away with you, although I do prefer that," I said smiling at him.

"Come on, sit down. I want you to tell me all about your medical school stuff and how easy it will to get back into it. My middle son is a doctor at the hospital. I don't think I mentioned that."

"Oh, that's good. Well they told me I am still qualified to get on the course but I would probably have to either do an assessment session and/or repeat my first year."

"Clair, I'm so happy that you were not mad about the other night. I got carried away. It's the first time I have done anything with a woman in over ten years and it felt so good."

"It's ok Arthur, I enjoyed it. I would probably let you do it again it you got me drunk," I laughed.

"What do you drink?" he asked.

"Oh, you are naughty, gin and tonic, is my choice!"

We had been chatting away for ages and his time was up. I would have just stayed but I needed to collect my daughter, as my parents were going out and I stood up telling him I couldn't stay any later. Arthur stood up and I moved forwards giving him a hug and kiss on the lips.

"I'll see you next week," I said as I left.

Later that night after getting into bed my mind drifted back to Arthur. He was such a lovely man and although he was twice my age, I still enjoyed our little fling as I has started to call it to myself. I had never met a man who I could talk to so effortlessly, and I found myself looking forward to going to his house.

The next day I took my daughter food shopping and to see Santa. She came out, all excited, then I listened as she mentioned the two things that she wanted, which were in the attic waiting till the special day. She also mentioned a few other, small items, which I could now afford. I took her to my parent's house and they asked if they could steal her and take her to the cinema for the kids showing of a Christmas film. I told my mum that that was a really good idea and asked if they could bring her back rather than me going out again and they said that they would have her overnight and bring her back tomorrow afternoon if that was ok, as they wanted to take her to the kiddie's farm where they had a grotto and reindeers. I happily agreed, gave her a kiss goodbye and left her there, to go and find her extra presents with the money I now had.

I found them and was thinking of Arthur. He was going to make this Christmas so special for my daughter and I still wanted to find something for him but I kept coming back to the one thing I knew he would appreciate.

I started to drive to his house but as I approached I could see a car in the driveway and changed my mind, not wanting to arrive as one of his kids was already there. I drive round the block and parked up to think about what I was doing. I had really enjoyed it last time and decided that if the car was there, I would go home, have a bath and masturbate again but if it had gone I would call in and see how it went with Arthur. I drove back and someone was getting into the car so I pulled over, then I saw him driving off and I waited a minute before moving off again and pulling onto his drive. I took a deep breath and got out then went to the door and knocked.

Arthur answered and I saw his face light up, "come in, come in" he said leaning in to kiss my cheek. I stepped inside and turned to him kissing him on the lips and asking him if he had time for a visit.

Arthur took my hand and led me into the lounge, "I will always have time for you!"

We sat and started talking again and I mentioned my last evening visit telling him that I had enjoyed it and asking him if he had, although I knew the answer.

"It was wonderful and I would love to do it again."

"Nothing is stopping you I told him," as I looked him in the eyes and smiled.

Arthur stood and sat next to me, taking my hand and holding it, "Are you sure?"

I took his other hand in mine and lifted it up, moving it and placing it onto my breast, over my clothing then looked him in the eyes as I gently kissed him on the lips again. I reached down and took hold of the bottom of my T shirt then slowly pulled it up over my head revealing my bra covered breasts to him again and he reached out running his fingers over them before moving them behind my back and releasing my bra.

Arthur moved closer and took each of my nipples into his mouth sucking and licking them in turn. I could feel myself getting wet again and took hold of his T shirt pulling it up. He stopped sucking my nipple lifted his arms, letting me take it off, over his head. Next I undid the buttons on my jeans and wiggled them down letting them fall to the floor leaving me in just my knickers.

"Oh Clair, you are so beautiful. I can't believe this is happening again."

I knelt down and undid his trousers, pulling them down with his underpants leaving him naked, then I stood back up and kissed him again. Arthur held me tight and as we kissed I felt his tongue pushing into my mouth, I pushed back against it with my tongue making me feel light headed.

As I sat back on the bed, we cuddled and kissed again. I could feel his hard cock against my leg and hip as I pushed my tongue into his mouth then felt the pre-cum on my leg as it seeped out of the end of his hard cock.

It felt so good as I enjoyed a man touching me and holding me for the first time in 8 years and I was determined to enjoy it, squeezing him and telling him how good it felt.

Arthur started to move downward kissing my neck, then my shoulder and I felt like I could just cum from his kissing. I reached down touching his cock which was hard and I ran my fingers over it circling the precum around the head and I knew, then, that Arthur was going to fuck me and become my second lover.

Arthurs lips moved downwards again towards my breasts, where he kissed and licked my nipples for several minutes before moving lower and lower until his mouth was near my pussy.

"Oh, that's so good," I cooed quietly.

I then felt his lips brush over my clitoris, gently, barely touching it, as he kissed my pussy over my knickers and I let out a loud, "Oh."

"Lie back on the bed, my angel," he whispered and I immediately complied pushing myself back using my hands until my head was against the headboard. Arthur crawled back up the bed pushing my legs together as he took hold of the waist band of my knickers and pulled them downwards over my bum and I lifted myself upwards, so he could pull them down and off leaving me naked, on his bed.

Arthur laid down and moved his mouth back to my pussy, but now without the knickers it became very real, as I felt his mouth touching my lips.

"Oh, Arthur..... That's... oh fuck, that feels so good. Oh wow, nobody has ever done that to me. Oh my"

Arthur carried on kissing my pussy and lapping at it with his tongue. It was the most amazing feeling, and I couldn't believe how good it was.

"Oh fuck.... oh fuck... oh fuck," I whimpered.

Arthur kept going, pushing his tongue into my pussy, deeper and deeper and I felt light headed.

"Arthur.... I'm.. I'm going to.... Oh fuck. I'm cumming," I screamed.

Arthur carried on, licking and pushed two fingers inside me, and I felt almost faint as I came again really hard clamping my legs around his head and grabbing onto his hair.

"Oh fuck... I can't take any more."

Arthur stopped licking me and moved up the bed to my breasts kissing them both, moving up further until he reached my head. He then bent down and we started to kiss again passionately. I was enjoying his tongue pushing into my mouth but then, I felt his hard cock against my leg and knew that the main event was still to happen. I felt breathless, my heart racing and I reached down to take it into my hand.

His cock was bigger that my only other lover, probably about seven inches and thicker. I moved my fingers over it and I could feel every vein, It felt really hard and for a moment I was scared. Arthur kept kissing me and I let go of his cock as I wrapped my arms around him and squeezed him tight, cuddling him like a giant teddy bear.

"Clair, my angel. Are you sure you want to do this," he asked but I knew he was being a gentleman and was really hoping I hadn't changed my mind.

"Do it! Please fuck me!"

Arthur took hold of his cock and placed it against my pussy. I was very wet and as he pushed the head inside me he paused letting me get used to it.

"Keep going!" I moaned.

Arthur started to pull out then pushed back in, just a little at first then more and more. I could feel most of his length inside me now, and it was felt really nice.

"Oh yes, Arthur. That's it. Oh yes!"

"You feel wonderful, Clair! I've never felt such a perfect pussy!"

"Fuck me!"

Arthur started to speed up and leant down to kiss me again as he drove his cock fully inside me and started to move faster and faster. This was only the third time I had had sex and it felt unbelievable. Arthur was pounding me harder and harder then, he moved up into a kneeling position as he carried on fucking me.

"I wanted to see my cock inside you!" he said as we both looked at his cock as it slid in and out of me and then I felt my orgasm hit me hard.

"I'm cumming..... I'm cumming.." I moaned as I looked into Arthur's face and he came, filling my pussy and collapsing next to me on the bed.

It was probably ten minutes before we spoke.

"Arthur that was fantastic!"

"You were so wonderful. I haven't got the energy for another round but would you ride me. My wife never would and it's something I've always wanted."

I leant over and kissed him then sat up and could feel some of his cum leaking out of me. I lifted my leg and straddled his body taking hold of his cock and lowering myself onto it sliding down till it filled my pussy. Arthur reached out to fondle my breasts as I slowly started to lift myself up and down on him, staring into his eyes.

After several minutes of riding his cock I leant down again to kiss him and we both then started to push against each other and we both came again, before falling asleep in each other's arms.

In the morning I was hoping for another session but Arthur wasn't up to it and I changed the sheets for him whilst he had a shower, then I had one and we both got dressed.

After I made us breakfast, Arthur told me that his son was due at 9am and so I kissed him and left telling him I would see him at our next appointment.

A few days later I was taking some cash out to pay for the school nativity when I realised that he had sent me £1000 and I was shocked. I spoke to him and he told me that he wanted me to have it and wouldn't take it back.

== END OF PART 1, Watch out for part 2 due a few days later ==