Mothers and Daughters Ch. 12

Richard duly reached Vera's room and knocked on the door, After Vera behind the door verified that it was him, the door was opened from the inside to allow him entry. When Richard entered the room and closed the door behind him, he saw Vera standing in the middle of the room wearing nothing but a saucy smile. She did a pirouette and said:

"Since I know our time is limited I thought I'd get ready for you. Do you like what you see?"

"Hell Vera I liked what I saw when you were clothed. It is not that often that I am tempted to stray from my wife but you sure are irresistible."

This allusion to actual adultery lessened Vera's anticipated joy momentarily. She hated to think of herself as an adulteress. To be thought of as a "slut" and/or a "whore" she could handle but to be described as a home wreaker went against her own moral code values.

Yes she had to admit to herself she had been prepared to go after Walter, but she reasoned she would have done so only if it was evident that his bride was not up to snuff. She ignored in the back of her mind where her brain was chastising her for her obvious hypocrisy. The obvious disinterest of Walter was really the reason she would not try her best to get him.

In any case as to Dr Snyder, she definitely had no desire to steal him from his wife. She was just starved for sex, any warm body would do for her. So she really did not acknowledge that strictly speaking she was a party to adultery. Besides she wasn't the guilty party as far as she was concerned. So she defensively replied:

"Let's not reflect upon unpleasant things such as cheating. This is just harmless fun meaning nothing. We are obviously not going to be seeing each other again, so there is no need to panic."

"Exactly Vera there is no harm, no foul in our situation. Besides I am under the impression that my wife has suspected of some of my dalliances but since our marriage is truly solid she has not complained."

With that the conversation stopped. Richard approached Vera and picked her up in his arms. He carried her to the bed. Vera was not a small woman. She was 5'11" tall and weighed around 180 lbs. Never in her life had she envisioned that she could be carried by a man. However, Richard like his son was a powerfully built man absolutely solid and strong. Vera could see that he was not struggling in carrying her. He acted as if she was as light as a feather. She felt dainty for the first time in her life. She cooed:

"Oh Dr Dick, you're my hero!"

Richard gently deposited Vera on the bed and proceeded to undress. Vera called out:

"Oh yes Dr Dick let me see your dick. Oh my that is a nice one. Here let me touch it."

Richard had kicked off his shoes and lowered his trousers and shorts. Vera scrambled to her knees and crawled over to his cock and grabbed it. He continued undressing but he had some difficulties as Vera was playing with his cock. She was stroking it and rubbing it against her face and neck. As she was doing this she was remarking in a sing-song fashion:

"Oh what a wonderful cock! Oh so magnificent! Majestic! And yet so pretty! Oh wow so big and thick. I knew it would be so. I could feel it when we were dancing. Oh so nice and soft, so velvety but so hard and strong! OHHHH I need to taste it."

With that she placed his cock in her mouth. She just stroked his cock with her mouth only not using her hands at all. For some special treatment as he was not circumcised, she took his cock out of her mouth and then leveraged her tongue between his foreskin and his cockhead. She wiggled her tongue in the tight enclosed area driving him to distraction with such exquisite oral maneuvering.

She resumed sucking his entire cock and she started to deep throat him. She swallowed his cock slowly while making gurgling and squeaking noises. She stopped frequently to fight back the gagging reflex that tended to overwhelm her. Richard had a very huge cock thick as well as long and it took all of Vera's concentration to consume his cock in its entirety into her tiny by comparison mouth. Finally she managed to contain his cock completely and she held it there.

Whenever subsequently she recalled this moment she marveled at how fearless she had been.

Keeping his cock fully in her mouth she raised her hands and started waving her arms. She clenched her fists and pumped them in the air in a victory salute. She squeaked and then growled and shook her head like dog with its bone; Vera's bone was Richard's cock. During all this activity, she did not let Richard's cock slip out of her mouth.

Vera's antics made Richard a goner. He lost any control he might have wished to have had. So overcome by the pleasurable sensations was he that as he was ejaculating in her mouth, he actually did not realize he was doing so until halfway through his climax. And he ejaculated a copious amount of sperm.

Vera had by now no aversion to having sperm splatter on her face but her desire was to taste and ingest cum. So she was gulping his ejaculating cum as fast as it was spurting into her mouth. The smell and taste of his sperm set her off into her own orgasm but of course, stuffed with his cock, she could only produce a muffled scream to demonstrate her joy.

Her excitement overcame her such that she soon involuntarily released his cock from her mouth. Luckily he had finished his last spurt so she had not missed a drop of his ejaculate.

She made direct eye contact with him and with an initial wicked smile she opened her mouth wide open. She displayed an empty oral cavity leaving no doubt that she had a meal of his cum. Vera then cooed:

"Oh my! My own Dr Dick with a fabulous dick. Your cum was so tasty! So delicious! Oh gawd!"

Dr Richard Snyder was stunned and dumbfounded. He had lots of sexual experience: chalk up 26 years of marriage fucking plus some extramarital fucking and of course lots of pre marital sex and you have a man who has experienced it all. And yet this blow job was something else; he had never experienced such an intense sexual explosion. He knew he had to have more than this night.

So his first sentient thought once he recovered from his euphoria was how to get some more of this and therefore how to overcome the problem that she lived in Chicago while he resided in metro Detroit. If only she were a local girl he could easily arrange an affair of quickies that would satisfy his needs but would not jeopardize his marriage.

The point was that he did not wish to end his marriage. He was actually in love with his wife and valued her companionship. Still he needed the occasional fling outside of his marriage to fulfill a special indefinable sexual need. He surmised that his wife suspected that he was occasionally unfaithful. So long as he did not make a public spectacle of his foibles she could tolerate these lapses to preserve which in all intents and purposes was a solid marriage.

Chicago was not so far away but still he could not chance an extra occasional visit especially since he was already committed to going to Chicago twice a year professionally. Besides as his son now lived there he would be obliged to spend time with him and his new bride if it was known he was going to Chicago. No he realized if he wanted to avoid raising suspicions he would have to work her in on the two times he was professionally committed to go to Chicago. He wanted more than an occasional visit though to satisfy his yen for her. Perhaps he could coerce her to come to Detroit more frequently. But she had a child so probably she was not that free to accommodate his full desires.

He then smiled as he recalled her uttering the trite saying: "Beggars can't be choosers." With that thought he knew he was prepared to accept any undertaking that would allow him to see her more. But to see her more was now absolutely imperative to him.

With such speculation in planning to see her more he developed a new healthy erection despite his age and the recently completed blow job. It's as if in the back of his mind his brain was pointing out that it was fine and dandy to plan ahead but this is now so it would be foolish to squander the presence of Vera at this precise moment.

Vera, basking in her afterglow, was quick to spot his arousal and was ecstatic. She had been afraid given his age he would not get it up so quickly. Knowing that the ruse of an emergency medical had just a certain limited time frame she was despairing that the blow job just might be it.

She had chastised herself for getting him to cum in her mouth possibly spoiling any further activity. However she had gotten too far into her passion to realistically allow for prudent considerations. So she was thrilled to perceive that they would have certainly time now for a full fledged sexual intercourse, so she trilled:

"Oh my God! My Dr Dick is hard again. Oh my and such a nice solid hard on too. I feel my pussy is now seriously wet and getting wetter. I was afraid with the blow job my Dr Dick might not be able to perform again before the medical emergency would end. Then again who says you old codgers don't have the stamina to pleasure a sweet young thing like me? Hell I think you old codgers could do that twelve hour marathon after all. Who am I to judge? After all I'm just a woman who doesn't have a clue to such things. Oh dear! I seem to be talking too much. Gads less talk and more dick that's what I need. So I'll just shut up but please shove your dick in me. Don't you dare waste that fine erection!"

The good doctor, Richard Snyder, was immediately inflamed by Vera's words. He literally jumped onto the bed and instantly impaled her a la missionary position. He started fucking her and he was fucking her frantically. She automatically planted her feet behind him with her crossed heels resting on his buttocks. Her hips met his thrusts with thrusts of her own. She held him firmly encouraging him to thrust even harder and deeper.

She was grunting and articulating:

"Yes! Yes! Yes! That's it! That's it baby! Oh Yes!"

As Richard was fucking her he could not believe how tight she was. Her vagina had a firm grip on his penis and the friction resulting from the intercourse was incredible. He knew of course he was well endowed but still he had to believe she was very experienced in sex given her beauty and personality. Plus the fact she had given birth would have made him believe she had to be a little looser in accommodating his penis.

Those thoughts soon gave way to enjoying the pleasure and the pleasure was great. He reached his climax all too quickly and he was again pumping a copious amount of sperm, but this time into her cunt, flooding it. Remarkably despite the lack of foreplay and despite the brevity of the copulation, Vera reached her orgasm simultaneously with him. And her orgasm was intense and explosive judging by her reaction both voluntary and involuntary. She was screaming inanely at the top of her voice. Her body shook and shivered, and she farted.

Recalling her sexual experience with Rodney Parker, she once again was embarrassed. She believed she had crossed the line of what a male lover would tolerate from his partner by way of reaction to her orgasm. She could not believe she had farted and so she was totally mortified. Now beet red, as she calmed down from her climax, she mumbled:

"Sorry. I'm so sorry. Um I don't know what came over me."

At first Richard paid no heed as he had overwhelming thoughts of his own to contemplate in the afterglow. He could not help but marvel at the intensity of the sex they just had. It was even more incomprehensible considering the limited time of the blow job as well as the scant time spent in fucking. It was obvious Vera had experienced mind blowing orgasms as displayed by her completely genuine passion. More remarkable that there was hardly any appreciable amount of foreplay and yet she was completely wet when he penetrated her. So he knew he wanted more of it.

Then realizing she had spoken, he replied:

"Sorry? What the hell are you sorry about? My God Vera this was the best sex I've had since I don't know when. There is chemistry between us. It just can't end tonight."

Relieved that he was not annoyed by her antics, she considered what he had just said. There was no denying that she was overwhelmed by their lovemaking. She would have liked to have attributed her joy as just normal reaction of having finally some decent sex considering the little amount of experience she had for a female of her age. However she instinctively knew that even had she had as much experience to rival a nymphomaniac, this sex with Richard would still have been as mind-blowing to her.

So yes she would have desire for more sex with Richard, but there were issues to confront. She duly replied:

"I would be a liar if I said I did not enjoy fucking you. I admit nothing would please me more than to have lots and lots of sex with you. I might even go so far as to say that as a self confessed old codger, you please me as much if not more so than a young stud could. However my soul reels at the thought of participating in adultery and hurting another woman."

Richard was about to interrupt but she held up her hand to forestall him as she continued:

"Please Richard let me finish first and then you can reply. Actually despite such noble sentiments I've just expressed, I confess I could be persuaded to carry on an illicit affair with you. I admit the enjoyable sex trumps my moral concerns. Unfortunately there's a more insurmountable obstacle that prevents my considering an affair with you.

As I told you, I work with your son, Walter. Not only that but he has managed my monies. Although I am now doing it on my own, still I value his advice and input. You can imagine how awkward it would be were he to find out that I'm having sex with you. The work environment would become toxic and intolerable. I would have to quit my job.

As I also told you I just started this job two months ago having spent six years at the University of Chicago getting my BA and MBA. I truly enjoy this job and I would hate to have my career get off to such a rocky start as having to quit my first position before I've even got my feet wet. Not to mention my living in Chicago and you living here places yet another practical obstacle to a possible affair. So I just can't see how I can agree to an affair, much as I truly crave that magnificent cock of yours."

Richard hesitated for a moment as he carefully crafted a reply:

"Let me understand you correctly. Assuming we can work out the logistics of where we live, you would be willing to have an affair with me except for the fear of discovery by either my wife and/or by my son? So if I can guarantee neither one of them will ever find out then you would be perfectly willing, is that right?"

"Yes certainly. But how can you guarantee such a thing? I would think no matter how careful we might be, the risk of discovery would always be there and undo us. Besides you can't downplay the fact I live in Chicago and you live here in Detroit."

"Ah but the fact that we live so far apart is the guarantee that our affair will remain a secret. Naturally if we did live in the same town we would probably be fucking like rabbits or minks; never could remember which animal was more libidinous. And of course with such frequency we're bound to slip up and our secret would be found out. The shit would hit the proverbial fan.

However as we both have responsible positions and live far apart we can only see each other occasionally. Thus naturally we are forced to come up with a plausible excuse why we have to be in each other's town for the occasions we do meet either in Chicago or in Detroit. The plausible excuse should be good enough to be accepted by our acquaintances and thus not subject to any scrutiny. Ergo our secret will thereby remain a secret. By good fortune I happen to have such plausible excuse already available where we can see each other four times a year.

I happen to have a reason to be in Chicago professionally twice a year. I have a colleague, who was a close friend at medical school, at North Central Memorial Hospital. Twice a year once in October, and the other in April I go to his hospital to give a lecture and a training session to his staff outlining the new and developing techniques for cancer treatment my hospital is pioneering here in Detroit.

Likewise twice a year, once in January, and the other in July my colleague comes to Detroit to my hospital to give a lecture and a training session to my staff outlining new and developing techniques for cancer treatment his hospital is pioneering. That way both our hospitals benefit from the cross training and our hospitals are on the cutting edge of cancer treatment in the mid west.

The session at each hospital is scheduled for a Saturday morning between 9 AM to 12 noon. We have been doing this for about twelve years. The program has been such a success that these exchange visits have become part of our contract of employment with our respective hospitals. When it is my turn to go to Chicago I usually fly in the morning and go directly to the hospital. I return the next day by train as it is more relaxing.

At first my colleague and I entertained each other at the home with the relevant wife. But since we tended to "shop talk" our wives begged off and so we spent the night on the town by ourselves. Because we spend the time together, when I am in Chicago I do not visit Walter. We just exchange a brief call as he has things to do anyway and I do see him when I'm with my wife.

My colleague and I eventually entertained ourselves by playing in all night poker games. Here in Detroit we played in one of the casinos. In Chicago we played at an exclusive club of which my colleague is a member. So our wives have written off these four Saturdays as being the time when we just are not available.

Lately on these Saturdays one of us or sometimes both of us are not at the poker game. In fact it has been rare when both of us are playing poker at the same time. We of course do not question each other of our absences but there is an unspoken understanding that if asked we automatically proclaim we had been in each other's company. We each have our cell phones so if an emergency arises, yes even a medical emergency, not only can we answer the emergency but we can text each other so our stories mesh if it needs to be."

Vera interrupted:

"Oh you sly dog! You have been committing adultery regularly for all these years. Not so infrequently as you have led me to believe at first."

"Well I admit to having committed adultery but it has not been so extensive when you add it all up. Actually during my past two visits to Chicago I did play poker as I had no lady friend to entertain on those visits. But as you can surmise I propose to change that. The bottom line is that I am able to commit seeing you four Saturdays a year say from 1:00 PM to Sunday about 11:00 AM. I am assuming you can schedule such time off accordingly which means you would come to Detroit twice a year."

Vera thought for a moment weighing the pros and cons. The sex with Richard was good and would get even better given a chance. Since he did not intend to leave his wife, she was obviously free to pursue other men in Chicago. So no matter how her love life transpires from now on at least she would be guaranteed sex four times a year which in of itself was nothing to sneeze at considering the paucity of sex she had experienced to date.

Deciding to accept she replied:

"Since I am not married nor involved with anyone I really do not need an excuse to absent myself four Saturdays a year. I do have a daughter and I must make arrangements for her. Happily I live with two sisters, African-American by the way not that it matters, who adore my daughter and do not mind babysitting for me. One of them is my age and has a son just about the same age as Natasha, so it would not inconvenience her at all so long as I'm prepared to reciprocate.