The prompt for this week's Wicked Wednesday was "Afternoon Delight" by the Starland Vocal Band.
I have been a long time listner of Hamish and Andy who use the term 'Afternoon Delight' for a segment on their "Pants off Friday" radio show. It always makes me smile a little because the context they use the phrase is of course much more G rated than the undertones of the expression. I am sure though that both of them have their toungues firmly in their cheeks when they introduce this segment.
All that aside the concept of an 'afternoon delight' always brings to my mind sneaking in a session when the children are out of the house for some reason.
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“Good Afternoon Ray,” Meryl opened the door wide. “You are just in time for banana cake.”
“Oooohh I do like a good banana cake,” Ray leaned forward and kissed Meryl on the cheek. He allowed himself a glance downwards at the cleavage that was neatly concealed between the neat floral dress. “I do like your dress,” he commented with a wink, “that fabric compliments your eyes.”
Meryl laughed as she led the way into the kitchen. A little flush coloured her cheeks as she fussed around arranging tea things on a tray. She passed a plate of neatly cut cake to Ray. “Would you mind?” she lifted the tray and moved towards the lounge room.
“I never mind anything about you,” Ray followed her the short way, his eyes fixed on her ass. The soft fabric clung to her butt emphasising the movement as she walked. Balancing the tray on one hand Ray reached forward and gently cupped her butt in the palm of his hand.
“Ray!” Meryl chided, “You will make me spill the tea!”
He refused to be ashamed, “Well you should not have such an inviting ass,”
“My goodness what would Deanna say?” Meryl placed the tray on the coffee table and seated herself demurely on the sofa.
“She would just roll her eyes and say ‘See what I have to live with.” Ray placed his plate carefully beside the tray and sat next to Meryl with his knee touching hers.
Meryl filled his teacup and placed a slice of cake on the saucer before handing it to him. “Well she deserves a medal for living with someone as incorrigible as you for so long!”
“If I didn’t think you had a secret longing for someone so incorrigible I would not have dropped by, despite the fact that you make excellent banana cake.” Ray took a bite out of his cake and chewed slowly, watching Meryl’s reactions to his words. This was the biggest turn on of all. Making this reserved, demure woman so flustered was hot. Ray felt his cock stirring as he watched the blush on Meryl’s cheeks deepen.
Meryl picked up her own cup and took a sip, “Your azaleas are looking lovely,” she forced herself to ignore Ray’s hand resting on her knee.
Without moving his hand Ray looked out of the window to his garden across the street. “Yes this year I think Deanna has excelled herself with them.” As he spoke he pushed the fabric of her dress above her knee and rested his hand on her bare thigh.
“I wish I had the patience that she has with such finicky plants.” There was a small quaver in Meryl’s voice but she steadfastly kept her eyes on the window in front of them.
“Well after forty years with me and four sons she is one of the most patient women that I know,” Ray drank the last of his tea and set his cup down on the saucer. “Personally I would rather direct my attention towards flowers that are somewhat more exotic.” Ray slid down off the couch and placed his body between Meryl’s legs. He took a deep breath as he slowly lifted the skirt of her dress. His fingers caressed the soft skin of her thighs. Meryl gave a little whimper and she fell back against the back of the sofa. Her legs fell further apart inviting Ray in. He placed his mouth over her crotch nibbling at her mound through the fabric of her panties. Meryl lost all of her composure and thrust her pelvis towards his face. Ray sat up from her and slid his finger under the elastic, nestling it into the dampness of her crotch.
The last vestiges of composure slipped away from Meryl’s face as she pressed Ray’s hand hard into her crotch. Her head was thrown back and her mouth opened as she whimpered in pleasure. Ray pressed his fingers into her wet opening. Inside his pants his cock throbbed. He stood up and unzipped himself. Meryl watched greedily as he slid his pants to the ground and eased his cock out of his boxers.
“What should I do with this now?” he asked as he stood in front of her holding his cock.
Meryl didn’t answer. Instead she stood and slipped out of her panties before kneeling on the sofa in front of him with her butt in the air. Her dress slipped down around her waist.
“Now that is the kind of flower I was talking about,” Ray stepped forward and touched her clit with the tip of his finger before he stroked her with the tip of his cock. She backed towards him aching for him to fill her.
“Mrs Rogers!” I thought you were such a nice lady with your tea and banana cake but you are just a common cock hungry slut!” Ray’s voice teased her.
Meryl looked over her shoulder at him, “The cake and tea are just a ruse.” She smiled wickedly at him, “Now shut up and fuck me!”
Ray stepped forward and gripped her hips firmly as he pressed his member deep inside her. She groaned in pleasure as he began to fuck her slowly at first but then harder. The room filled with the sound of her moans of pleasure and Ray’s belly slapping against her ass.
“You like that cock deep in your pussy?” he panted as he pounded her.
“You know I do,” she groaned in response. A small stream of wetness coated his cock and balls as a tiny orgasm shuddered through her. Ray felt the pressure building at the base of his cock. He held it back enjoying the feeling of the impending orgasm. He gripped Meryl’s ass firmly as he leaned forward to whisper to her,
“Are you ready to be filled with my hot cum?”
“MUUUUUM!!” A shrill voice interrupted her reply. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING!”
Ray was past the point of no return. His cock pulsed as he emptied himself into Meryl but the wave of the orgasm was flat as he took in the indignant young woman standing in the doorway between the kitchen and the sitting room. Beneath him Meryl shuddered in response to him breathing heavily with her head hanging down.
Silence bounced around the room as the three people adjusted to the unexpected encounter. Meryl was the first to recover.
“Well dear,” she said calmly without moving away from Ray, “Mr Crowther and I have this arrangement.” The woman standing in the doorway’s eyes widened as her mother spoke. “On Thursdays he comes around for an afternoon delight.”
Meryl made no effort to move away from Ray as his cock softened rapidly in her dripping wet pussy. Transfixed by the exchange between mother and daughter Ray stood still gripping Meryl’s hips. His cock slid out of her pussy but still he didn’t move.
“What would Dad say?” The young woman demanded.
“Not much I expect,” Meryl’s calm voice continued. “I believe he has a similar arrangement with Mrs Blythe two doors down.”