An Unexpected Leaving Present

John was really sorry to see her go.

Carol had been an excellent employee and was a beautiful and ambitious woman in her late thirties, ambitions that couldn't be fulfilled by remaining as just a cashier at the bank. And as a divorced woman with two teenage daughters, she needed a job which would pay her more and help alleviate some of her financial difficulties.

But there were other reasons why she had decided to leave, reasons of a purely personal nature.

John had attended her leaving do on the Friday afternoon and when he wished her well as she left the office for the last time, he thought that he would probably never see her again, which he found rather sad.

How wrong he was!

So it was a real surprise when she rang him the following Monday morning to say she had found some bits and pieces belonging to the bank which she had forgotten to return, and could he please call round to her house and collect them. As he was not averse to seeing her again he arranged to call on her at 2pm that same day.

It was a very warm August day and he wasn't overly surprised when Carol opened the door to him wearing just a tee shirt and a pair of shorts since he himself was wearing just trousers and a short sleeve shirt rather than the suit and tie which were the norm for him when on bank business.

'Are your two girls out?' he asked as she ushered him through to the modern kitchen diner.

'No, they're away on holiday with their father, so for the next two weeks it's just me. I don't start my new job until the first week in September, so I'm looking forward to some quality time on my own, just doing things for me, rather than running around after everyone else.'

'Have you anything planned?' he asked.

'There is one thing in particular I'd like to do, but I'm not sure if that'll come about' she told him, mysteriously.

'I'll keep my fingers crossed for you' he replied, more than just a little curious.

He couldn't help feeling a little envious of her. His job kept him very busy and his home life was fairly chaotic given that he and his girlfriend of two years were going through a rough time, with their future very uncertain. What he wouldn't do for some qualitydown time.

They continued to make small talk for the next ten minutes or so as Carol put tea and biscuits on the kitchen table, which John was grateful for as he hadn't had time for lunch, which for him, as the bank's manager, was quite a common occurrence.

'So where are these things I've come to collect?' he finally asked as Carol replenished the biscuits.

She went quiet, and he couldn't help noticing that she was looking more than a little sheepish.

'I'm afraid I've got you here under false pretences' she began, 'I hope you won't be angry with me, but what I wanted to say to you couldn't be said when we were both at work.'

John smiled at her. He was intrigued rather than angry, and, anyway, an afternoon out of the office was not to be sniffed at, particularly as he was in the company of a very pretty lady for whom he had always had a soft spot. From her personel file he knew she was approaching her 38th birthday, which made her just under five years older than him. No way, though, did she look her age.

'I'm certainly not angry' replied John, 'and if there is something bothering you which I can help with, then I would be more than pleased to do whatever I can. Why don't you get whatever it is off your chest?'

She took a deep breath. She knew there were three possible outcomes to what she was going to tell him. The first was that he could get up and go, and she would never see him again. The second was that he would humour her and gently let her down and the third was the outcome she hoped for, but dared not believe could happen.

'Before I start, I have just one request' she said.

'Go on' he replied.

'You let me finish without any interruptions.'

'You have my word' he answered, 'my lips will be sealed until you have finshed.'

'Before I start, let's go into the lounge, it's more comfortable there' she suggested.

He nodded in agreement as she ushered him into the large and very comfortable front room where they sat at either end of a large three seater settee.

'You aren't aware of this, but my best friend Jenny works with Mary, your girlfriend'.

It was obvious from the look on his face that John was completely unaware of this.

'So I'm aware that things aren't great between you and Mary, and that you have been on the verge of splitting up on several occasions. I want you to know that if this ever happens, that I am here for you, but here for you not just as a friend though. Over the last couple of years, I have grown very fond of you John, and to be perfectly honest with you, I have come to fancy you something rotten, in fact I more than just fancy you. I would love to become very close to you. I couldn't tell you this whilst we worked together, so I thought it best I got another job, as that would make it easier for me to open up and tell you how I feel about you, without compromising either of us.

'You can speak now. If you want to get up and leave, I would understand it, but will stand by what I've just said' she told him.

He wasn't quite sure how to react. He decided to play for time.

'Is there anything else Mary has told your friend Jenny about me?'

'Only that you've got a big cock and certainly know how to use it' replied Carol, with a big grin on her face.

'And is that one of the reasons why you fancy me?' he asked, also with a grin on his face.

'It might be' she replied.

There was silence while they looked at one another.

Then he got up.

Instead of leaving, he sat down on the settee beside her, and took her hand in his. He leant across and gave her a gentle kiss on the lips.

'I'm very flattered that you fancy me, Carol, and I can't deny that your feelings are reciprocated. If I wasn't already in a relationship, after what you've said, I have no doubt that you and I would already be on our way upstairs to bed. But I need to sort things out with Mary first, which I will do as soon as I get home tonight. If it's ok with you, I'll call around tomorrow to tell you the outcome of my conversation with her, and what I've decided.'

'So, it's defintely not a no, then?' she asked.

'Most definitely not' he replied, 'but I owe it to Mary and to you to do things the proper way. I hope you understand?'

'Of course I do' replied Carol, 'it just goes to show what an honourable person you are John. I'll keep my fingers crossed you make the right decision where I'm concerned, I really would like to spend the next stage of my life with you.'

They hugged and kissed each other on the lips, as he bade goodbye to the woman who had just told him that she loved him and wanted to be with him permanently.

And, when all was said and done, if he hadn't still been with Mary, he would have lost no time in taking Carol to his bed.

When he arrived home, he was very surprised to find that Mary had also come home early as he found her sunbathing in the garden, clad only in the skimpiest of bikinis.

'I'm glad you're home early as I want to have a chat to you' she said, 'but I'm feeling extremely horny at the moment, so let's go straight upstairs and fuck' she added, never one to mince her words.

She's not making this any easier for me, he said to himself, as he followed her pert bottom upstairs to their bedroom.

It almost felt as though he was cheating on Carol, but the one thing that was keeping him and Mary together was their very active sex life. They fucked virtually every day, often doing it two or three times a day at weekends, or whenever they were on holiday.

Within thirty seconds they were naked, within a couple of minutes he was deep inside her, within fifteen minutes he was pumping strand after strand of his semen hard against the back walls of her vagina. It was a quickie by their standards, yet, for the first time, when he was fucking her he was fantasising that he was fucking someone else. This time he was fantasising he was fucking Carol.

As they lay back on the bed, both perspiring and breathing heavily due to the heat and the fact they had just had a very energetic love making session, Mary was the first one to speak.

She had a bombshell to drop.

'Sorry John, but that was a farewell fuck. I'm leaving you because I've met someone else, someone who I think understands me better than you do, someone I will argue with a lot less than you and I argue. I've already packed my bags as I'm moving in with him tonight.'

He was stunned, rather than heartbroken. Stunned because he hadn't seen it coming, when really he should have, given the amount they argued. Sometimes, it seemed that they argued just for the sake of it.

'Have you slept with him yet?' he asked, more out of curiosity than anything else.

Her silence told its own story.

'I'll take that as a yes then, and I don't suppose you'll be telling him about our little fuck finale session just now?'

'What do you think?' she replied.

And that was that. She loaded her bags into her car, gave him a peck on the cheek, left her door key on the kitchen work top, and was gone, less than half an hour after he had fucked her. Her last words to him were 'I will miss your cock though'.

He suddenly burst out laughing. She had made the decision for him. He was free to take Carol up on her offer. He really couldn't believe his luck.

He suddenly felt extremely hungry and after a quick fry up, followed by a lingering shower, he sat down on his sofa with his phone in his hand, contemplating whether or not to call Carol to give her the news. Or should he leave it until the morning as he had suggested to her he would?

However, he decided that she deserved to hear the news directly from him, rather than risk hearing it second hand from her best friend!

She was thrilled and yet astonished to hear the news which he related in detail, excluding the bit where he and Mary had had their farewell fuck, of course. Her first reaction was as he had expected.

'Come round tonight and let's celebrate' she told him.

'Are you sure?' he replied.

'Look, If you hadn't had sex for over a year, what would your reaction be?'

'Fair point' was his response, 'does that mean I'm on a promise?'

'You better believe it,' she answered, 'don't expect to get any sleep tonight. Just give me an hour to have a bath'.

'I'll be around at 8pm' he promised.

In fact he arrived at 7:45pm, and when he arrived, she looked absolutely fabulous in a simple skirt and blouse which showed off her figure to perfection.

They kissed.

This time it was a long, lingering and meaningful kiss. The sort of kiss which said I want to go to bed with you.

'You smell and taste wonderful' he told her, 'God, I want you so much.'

'And I want you too' she replied, 'let's have a glass of wine first, and then take the bottle up to bed with us. I assume you're up for an early night.'

'I'm up for anything, up being the operative word' he answered as they walked in to the kitchen, 'have you really gone a year without having sex?'

'It's more like eighteen months' she answered, 'thank God for my Rabbit Vibrator, it helps give me the relief I need, although I have to make sure the girls are fast asleep before I use it.'

'You'll have to show it to me later, I'd love to use it on you' he said.

'I'd rather have the real thing inside me first' she replied, with a big grin, 'have you really got a nine inch penis?'

'Yes' he nodded in response, 'you can check it out with a tape measure if you want.'

'I'll hold you to that' was her reply.

They went into the lounge and sat side by side on the settee again, as they had a few hours earlier, with their drinks now on the coffee table in front of them.

'Have you been out with any men since you and your husband split up?' asked John.

'There were a few at the very beginning, but all they wanted to do was to get into my knickers, so I gave them the elbow.'

'But I want to get into your knickers though' he replied.

'You're different, I knew you were the right one right from the very beginning. My problem was trying to get you interested in me, but as hard as I tried, you didn't seem to take any notice of me.'

'I certainly noticed you, and definitely fancied you, but I had always resolved not to get involved with anyone I worked with. The moment you left, the game changed' he told her, 'leaving was the best thing you could have done.'

He leant over and kissed her, gently at first, and then passionately as their tongues became entwined. And as they kissed, she felt his hand on the inside of her right thigh. She knew it was only a matter of time before his fingers were inside her now very wet pussy.

'You can touch me' she whispered in his ear encouragingly, 'you can touch my cunt.'

'It turns me on when you talk dirty Carol, do you want me to talk dirty to you?' he asked.

'Oh yes please' she whispered back to him.

'How many men have touched you there, Carol, how many men have touched your cunt and fucked you?' he asked, his cock now straining against the confines of his clothes.

'I've lost count, but at least fifty. I worked in a holiday camp for a year and I was fucked by at least one guy a week for the whole summer. I was a bit of a goer back then. How many girls have you fucked John?'

'Like you, I lost count ages ago, but I would say around fifty also. When word got around about my big cock, I was never short of someone to fuck.'

As he spoke, his fingers reached the thong she had thoughtfully chosen to wear, and he immediately realised her pussy was bald.

'I love a bald pussy' he told her.

'Freshly shaven' she replied, 'I did it when I was in the bath just now. Put your fingers in my cunt now please John.'

He slipped the first finger of his right hand under the thong, and pushed it slowly past her outer labia lips. He left it there for a few seconds before briefly withdrawing it, and replacing it with the first two fingers of the same hand, pushing them into her until they were knuckle deep inside, her wetness allowing him to immediately start finger fucking her, searching for her G-spot, which he soon found.

She moaned with the ecstasy of the moment.

And while his fingers went to work, she placed her hand on the bulge in his trousers and squeezed it several times before she sought out the shaft of his penis which she traced out between her thumb and forefinger. It seemed to go on for ages.

She gasped.

'You really are nine inches long, aren't you.'

He nodded, somewhat bashfully.

'And so thick; I really can't wait to have you inside me' she breathed, searching for the zip of his trousers. She unbuckled his belt, pulled down the zip and reached inside the fly, taking a firm hold on the shaft of his erection, She gently pulling his whole penis into the daylight. It was everything she hoped it would be, long, thick and uncircumcised and completely hairless. She gently pulled his foreskin back past his glans and began to wank him.

'I prefer a hairless cock, saves getting hair between my teeth when I'm giving a blow job' she told him, 'honestly, your prick is bigger and better than a porn star's', she added admiringly.

After a few seconds she saw some pre cum escaping from the meatus. Wiping this with a finger, she put it in her mouth and swallowed.

'You taste awesome' she told him.

At the same time, he withdrew both fingers from her pussy and licked these dry.

'You taste awesome too' he replied.

'Can I suck your cock?' she asked, already anticipating his answer.

'Be my guest' he replied. 'Just out of interest, when you give a proper blow job, do you swallow a guy's cum, or spit it out?'

'I swallow, every time' she answered.

Wasting no time, she knelt down in front of him, his trousers and pants now round his ankles. With both her small hands around his shaft, she went down on him, taking his glans in her mouth, her tongue flicking around his meatus, picking up some more pre cum that put in an appearance due to the stimulation of his penis. This, the first of countless blow jobs she would give him during their time together, was one of the best he had ever had. She sucked him off like no-one else had ever done, so much so that he had to tell her to come off him for fear he might blow his load in her mouth, and he wanted to coat her pussy with his semen rather than her mouth, the first time he came inside her body.

'My turn now' he said as her face reappeared from between his legs.

He eased her thong off her legs, bent down, and slowly began to lick the inside of her thighs, before moving towards her pussy, pausing to breathe a really hot breath over her outer labia lips before slowly progressing to her clit.

As his tongue toyed with her clit, licking it in a circular movement, so he entered her with the same two fingers of his right hand as before until he located her G-spot again and remained finger fucking her until he sensed her first orgasm was building, He quickly replaced his fingers with his tongue and thrust it inside her inner lips and past the entrance to her vagina, stroking from the bottom upwards.

'Fuck, I'm cumming John' she cried out loud, and as he concentrated on her clit, so her orgasm broke, and her whole body arched and writhed beneath his face as he continued to eat her pussy, until she began to relax.

'That's the first man made orgasm I've had in eighteen months' she said, 'and it was well worth the wait.'

'The first of many' he replied, kissing her.

'Let's go upstairs and fuck' she suggested, 'but let's get these clothes off first.'

Within seconds, his tee shirt, and her skirt, bra and blouse were on the floor and they were kissing passionately, now naked as the day they were born.

He stepped back to look at her admiringly, her body as firm and trim as a teenager's.

She did the same, but couldn't keep her eyes off his cock, realising that she had never had one so long and wide inside her before.

'He won't be too big for my cunt?' she asked, semi seriously.

'Trust me, you're nice and wet and he'll easily slip inside you. Besides, It's never been a problem and he's been in a fair few pussies in his time. Surely, you've had some big ones in you before now?'

'A few, but I'm really looking forward to yours fucking me. Come on, let's go upstairs.'

As it was a warm night, with daylight still streaming through the open windows, the bed covers had been pulled back in preparation, with several scented candles in strategic places which created an atmosphere just perfect for sexual intercourse.

And on one of the bedside tables lay her red vibrator and a couple of lubricant sprays.

You won't be needing the lubricants' he said, 'you're already wet enough.'

They were soon on the bed, kissing and feeling each other, she wanking his cock, and his hands alternating between fondling her stunning breasts, and rubbing her clit. They were both more than ready.

'Fuck me John' she whispered, 'I need you in my cunt now.'

She lay back on the bed with her legs wide open, her pussy glistening, inviting him in.

He eased himself down, his erection in his right hand, guiding the head to the promised land.

He had, however, one reservation.

He had fucked Mary just four hours earlier, and had pumped a fair amount of his semen into her pussy. Would this be noticeable? It was now he regretted that impulsive fuck with his now ex-girlfriend, but how many men could have resisted the opportunity to ejaculate inside a beautiful twenty something naked woman?

Keeping his fingers crossed that he still had plenty of cum in his balls, he entered Carol slowly.

'That feels so good' she told him, and as the head of his cock entered her she wrapped her long, luscious legs around his back, encouraging him to complete his journey into the depths of her extremely wet cunt.

Within a matter of seconds, he was completely inside her.

'I told you he would go in easily' he whispered.

'Never in doubt' she whispered back, as he began to fuck her very slowly, with one gentle thrust every four or five seconds. Yet so aroused was she at being entered by his penis, the first inside her for a year and a half, that she had an immediate yet gentle orgasm.

'You are so amazing, you've made me cum again already' she told him, so grateful and stunned was she to have climaxed so quickly.

'Keep fucking me, don't stop' she added, just in case.

There was no chance of him stopping, he was enjoying fucking her far too much to stop.

As they fucked, they kissed, and as they fucked, she worked her clit.

He stayed on top of her for ten minutes or so before they rolled over onto their sides, he onto his left side holding the cheeks of her pert bottom, she onto her right side with her arm round his neck pulling his lips hard onto hers, their tongues fully entwined.

It was an epic fuck.

'No one's ever fucked me like this before' she told him.

'I bet you say that to all the men' he joked with her.

'I might have done, but this time I really mean it' she replied truthfully, giving a little moan as his thrusts began to get just a little bit quicker and harder.

As they fucked, they talked, and as they fucked harder so the talk got more personal.

'Have you ever had a threesome' he asked her, breathing a little quicker.

'Yes, twice, when I was working at the holiday camp.'

'And did they cum inside you?'

'The first time, I made them both pull out as I'd only just gone on the pill, but the second time I let both guys cum in my pussy as it was safe. If I'm honest, I really enjoyed it the second time, both guys were fairly well hung, and knew what they were doing. It was great having cum pumped into me twice within ten minutes or so. What about you, have you had a threesome?'

'Yes' he replied, 'one of the girls was just 22 and the other was 37 and they were bi-sexual. I watched them make love together before I fucked them them both and that was a real turn-on.'

'Did you shoot inside both?' she asked.

'Yes, but there was a gap of several hours between fucking them.'

His thrusts were getting faster and harder.

'I'm think I'm going to cum soon John' she informed him, 'all this talk has really got me going. Are you ready to cum too?'

'I will be' he answered, now thrusting really hard, 'are you ready for my semen in your pussy'.

'I've been ready for it since you arrived just after lunch, I've thought about nothing else. Do it John, I want your sperm deep inside my cunt now. Shoot now, I want to feel you cum. Spurt inside me, fuck, fuck, fuck, oh FUCK, YES, YES, YES!'

He needn't have worried about fucking Mary a few hours earlier, as time and again he shot load after load deep into her vagina, and as he pumped her, so she climaxed, experiencing an orgasm like she had never felt before, and as the warmth spread from top to toe, she lost total control and it was all he could do to keep his cock inside her.

If was a good minute before all the sensations stopped.

'You do realise that half the street heard you cum then' he said, grinning at her.

'I just couldn't help myself, you were that good' she replied grinning back at him. 'how long before you can go again?'

He pulled his cock out of her and they lay side by side.

'I'm ready to lick you all over right now' he answered, kissing her, 'give me a quarter of an hour and I reckon I'll be hard enough to be inside you again. Keep on talking dirty and you can take five minutes off that' he joked.

'I love talking about sex during sex' she replied, 'I find it a real turn on, plus I get to learn all about a guy's love life. You don't mind, do you?'

'No, I love it too, and I'll get to learn more about your sex life too' he replied, truthfully.

'Your Mary told my best mate Jenny that you two were at it like rabbits a lot of the time. Was that true?' asked Carol.

'Yes it's true, sex was never the problem. The main stumbling block was that she can start an arguement in a telephone box, and I'm the exact opposite. I would go as far to say it was only sex that kept us together.'

'Was she good in bed?' she asked, 'was she a good fuck?'

'I would by lying if I said she wasn't' he replied, 'but in the end, that didn't matter, not when you never knew what sort of mood she'd be in when you got home.'

That answer seemed to satisfy Carol.

'Next question is have you ever done it standing up?' she asked.

'Yes' he replied, 'I once went out with a girl called Anne. She was in her early twenties and loved to be banged standing up against a door! I'm surprised our neighbours never complained!'

Carol put her hand between his legs.

'It's working' she exclaimed, 'you're beginning to get hard again! You are amazing.'

He rolled over, so he was on top of her again.

'Do you want me to fuck you standing up?' he whispered in her ear.

'I've got a better idea' she whispered back, 'why don't I ride you?'

'I like the sound of that' he replied, his erection gaining momentum, helped by her having both of her hands wrapped around his shaft, gently tossing him off.

In response, he put his hand between her legs, and inserted two fingers, knuckle deep, inside her now extremely wet pussy, those fingers mixing with their combined juices which included a sizeable amount of his own semen.

'That feels lovely' she remarked, 'but I can't wait to ride you. Lay on your back.'

He did as he was told, and lay back, with his fully erect penis pointing at the ceiling.

She straddled him, gently easing herself down until she felt the tip of his cock brush her pussy lips. She stopped to tie back her long blond hair behind her, and then continued to impale herself on his massive erection, going slowly until the very last millimetre of his prick had disappeared from view.

She gave a loud moan of satisfaction; she was already looking forward to her next orgasm as from past experience she had always cum hard when riding a cock.

She started riding him, nice and slow, knowing she would change the speed and angle of his penetration numerous times during this fuck. And as she bounced slowly on his erection, she toyed with her clit with her right hand whilst she fondled her right tit with her left hand. She was putting on a real show for him.

'God, you look so sexy' he told her, appreciatively, 'you look as hot as hell.'

For a while she alternated between first bouncing up and down and then grinding her cunt on his cock by rolling her hips, with the bouncing hitting her G-spot, and the grinding giving her clit some major and serious stimulation.

After several minutes of this, she knew her next orgasm was not far away, and as she wanted to make sure he shot his next load whilst she climaxed, she reached round behind her and grabbed his balls.

'Oh, FUCK' he cried out in ecstasy, 'you are sensational', as she tugged them and stretched them away from his body.

She knew she would finish him off by bouncing on his dick, and began to increase her speed, still clutching his balls. After a couple of minutes, they were both ready.

'I'm cumming' she told him.

'Me too' he replied and as he shot yet more of his sperm into her, she came hard, her orgsam causing her back to arch with a deep pulsing that travelled from the base of her spine to the back of her head, like a sonic boom, whilst she pushed hard onto his chest with her hands, as a myriad of sensations radiated outwards from her pelvis causing ripples and tingles down her legs. All the while she felt a satisfying warmth saturating every inch of her body.

'Fuck me, that was awesome and out of this world' she told him as she finally came back to earth, 'I love your cock, John, and I love you.'

'I love you too, Carol' he replied, 'when you're ready I want to fuck you standing up.'

They kissed, cuddled and fondled each other for the next half an hour, and when they were ready, they got off the bed and stood up.

He lead her to the dressing table and as she looked into the mirror he whispered 'I want to fuck you standing up, doggy style.'

'I can't wait' she replied, putting her hands on the dressing table top whilst spreading her legs slightly.

With his right hand on his cock he pushed it between her legs easily locating the entrance to her pussy, and rubbed it up and down the outer labia lips.

'Put it in my cunt, as deep as you can' she whispered to him, 'I love it when you're inside me.'

Within seconds he was fucking her for the third time in the space of just a couple of hours, pumping away, pulling almost out of her pussy, before driving it back in as far as it would go. From time to time he would bend his legs, or spread them slightly to alter his angle of entry, and with his right hand would rub away at her clit, whilst his left hand would cup and play with her tits.

When she came her orgasm was strong and lasted for almost thirty seconds as he shot some more cum into her cunt, although, this being his fourth proper fuck of the day, the actual amount that he ejaculated was far less than his first and second loads. It was most enjoyable, nevertheless.

They would fuck twice more that night before John had to go home and get ready for work.

However, as manager of the branch, and with plenty of holiday remaining, he took the following week and four days off, much of which time he and Carol spent in bed.

By the end of this period they were very much in love, and would marry a couple of months later with Carol's two daughters as bridesmaids.