More About Bob

After Amanda and I broke the ice for a new stage in her hot wife activities with Bob after The Ranch shut down we settled into a nice period of random sex with Bob. The first two encounters were carefully planned and executed first in a hotel then at our home. Less than a week after our session with Bob at our house, Bob called in sick at work and dropped in unannounced at our house. Luckily Amanda was home or Bob would have made the hour long drive for nothing. As it was, Amanda was thrilled to see him. This random, unplanned, unanticipated drop in was exactly what we hoped for although it hadn't been part of our original plan.

When Bob knocked at the door Amanda was a little surprised. She had seen him pull up in his car and notified me he was there so it wasn't a complete surprise when she opened the door, but she hadn't prepared at all for his arrival. She was wearing non- descriptive clothes. A sweatshirt, a pair of baggy shorts, panties but she was braless. She rarely wore a bra around the house, especially when she was home alone.

Being braless at home had been the joy of numerous delivery men over the years. Typically deliveries to most houses would be made by dropping a package off on the porch then leaving. Once delivery men knew or heard about Amanda, our deliveries were always in person. They would knock, Amanda would swing into action, open the door and greet the delivery guy. As she got to know some of them, she often greeted them by giving them a tight hug and they might sneak a feel of her boobs or ass. Depending on who they were, if she saw them coming up the path to the door, she might quickly put on a see through top to give them a nice view. Sometimes she would bend over to pick up the package and let them get a good look down her shirt. I imagine the delivery drivers would fight over who got to deliver to our house. We avoided exposing Amanda to pizza deliveries because often teenagers would be delivering the pizza and that just wouldn't be right.

To get a little better feel for how things could go at our house when Bob was there you need a little information about the floor plan. The front door was facing our neighborhood street where any guest (including Bob) would typically park. Through the front door, you entered our living room. The master bedroom was to the left. Going through the living room would take you to the kitchen and great room. There was an alley behind the house and the garage opened to the alley. What this really means is, if I came home and parked in the garage, I would have no idea if Bob and Amanda were fucking in the master bedroom. Furthermore, when I came into the house from the garage, you couldn't hear me in the master bedroom.

Back to Bob showing up unannounced. I wasn't there, so I am relating what Amanda told me. When Amanda opened the front door for Bob, she was already thinking about how this would progress. Bob arrived a little before noon. Being the good hostess, Amanda asked him if he'd like something to eat, when he grinned, she revised her comment to ask if he would like some lunch, he continued to grin, Amanda just fixed him a sandwich. He sat down in the kitchen while Amanda prepared two sandwiches for her and Bob, all the while allowing her boobs free rein to bounce jiggle and shake as she worked around the kitchen. Even though Bob had seen and played with Amanda's boobs in the past he was still mesmerized by the way they moved around inside her shirt.

They had a conversation about irrelevant things as they ate. When they finished eating, Amanda cleared off the dishes and took them to the sink, Bob followed her and after Amanda set the dishes down, Bob reached around from behind and started caressing Amanda's boobs. Amanda immediately leaned her head back and sighed. I think Amanda's favorite starting point is having her boobs caressed then as her nipples respond, tweaking and lightly rubbing them. Bob had figured out the proper sequence in his previous meetings with Amanda.

As Bob caressed Amanda's boobs, he nibbled on her neck and ears as he had in the hotel. This really elevated Amanda's excitement level. Finally she pulled away and led Bob to the bedroom. She pulled the covers down, laid a towel on the bed then asked Bob to get undressed and join her in the shower. As they soapped each other up, there were areas that would be much cleaner after they were done. Amanda's boobs would be exceptionally clean as would Bob's cock. Amanda's pussy was also really clean.

When the water started getting cold, they quickly dried off and headed to the bed, they climbed under the covers. Bob laid on his back and Amanda put her head on his chest. She started gently stroking Bob's chest and stomach. Her boobs were pressed against Bob's side. Bob ran his fingers through her damp hair. After a while, Bob shifted one of his hands to Amanda's boobs and she rolled back a little to give him better access. Her hand moved down to Bob's cock. As she caressed it, it started getting hard. They continued to elevate their excitement levels slowly and carefully. There wasn't the frantic intense action that incurred during their first meeting but the excitement was still there; it was building slowly and gently. Finally Amanda moved under the covers and started giving Bob a slow smooth blow job. She would bring him to the brink then back off and let him cool down. She repeated the process several times each time letting him get a little closer. Finally she stopped, pulled off the covers, climbed on top of him and slid his hard wet cock all the way inside her.

As she bounced up and down her boobs were also going up, down, and around. Bob tried to grab them but her tempo was building too fast and he couldn't catch them. He finally gave up as he came inside her. He had now been at the house for a couple hours. He'd actually been involved in their foreplay and fucking for almost an hour and he was exhausted. Amanda hadn't cum yet but she had enjoyed getting Bob off. Bob had to go and apologized to Amanda for her not cumming. She told him he'd just have to come back and take care of her next time.

When I got home, I enjoyed the story and offered to take care of Amanda right then but she declined and said it wasn't necessary.

Bob's visits became routine. He didn't come by every week, he couldn't be off work that much and I'm not sure if I intimidated him but he usually came by when I wouldn't be there. He knew I was aware that he came by so it wasn't that he was trying to be sneaky, he was just more comfortable if I was gone.

One time I was out of town for a couple of weeks. Amanda had told me Bob had been by a couple of times and they had both enjoyed their time together. I got home early in the afternoon on a Saturday. I pulled into the garage off of the alley. The house seemed to be quiet when I came in. Amanda wasn't in the great room. Rather than calling out for her I decided to look around the house for her. As I went through the great room and approached the living room, I heard the unmistakable sounds of sex coming from the bedroom. I quietly went up to the bedroom door and peeked in. Sure enough, Amanda was straddling Bob in a reverse cowgirl position; her boobs were bouncing along with the rest of her body. Bob had a tight grip on her hips at her waist. Her eyes were closed in concentration so she wasn't aware that I was there watching. I heard "Right there, right there, don't stop, I'm going to cum." She suddenly stiffened up, held her breath and let out a moan from deep in her throat. Bob thrust up with his hips, pulled her down tight, stiffened up as he came as well.

When Amanda opened her eyes and saw me, she smiled. Bob peeked around from behind her and looked a little sheepish. I laughed a little, gave them a thumbs up and went back to the great room, sat down and started to read. I didn't want to turn on the TV because I wanted to hear the sex going on in the bedroom.

It was quiet for about half an hour, I assume they were recovering from the session that I walked in on. I started hearing Amanda moaning again then Bob. Neither were all that loud but clearly they were getting things heated up again. The volume and intensity seemed to slowly grow over the next fifteen to twenty minutes. Finally I heard "Yes, yes, harder," and then in a near scream then "Oh god, fuck me!" I was a little worried the neighbors would hear but I discounted that thought. Amanda had screamed like that many times before and no one ever said anything. Either they didn't hear it or the didn't want to get involved. I secretly thought they heard it and enjoyed it.

Finally the sounds from the bedroom died down. I heard some shuffling around as they climbed out of bed. I wasn't sure what would happen next so I just sat and waited. A little later I heard the front door open and close. I guess Bob wasn't comfortable saying goodbye. After he left, Amanda came in just wearing her robe. It wasn't fastened and she was holding it closed with one hand. She came over, climbed on my lap and whispered, "I sure missed you." I was glad she found some way to pass her time while I was gone. She had been fucked a few times while I'd been away and she phoned me after each session so I knew she'd been busy. She wiggled her robe open as best as she could sitting on my lap and placed one of my hands on her boob and pushed my other one between her legs. Her boob felt warm and soft, and she was warm, slick, and a little sticky between her legs. As I wiggled my fingers around a little they slipped right inside her pussy. She sighed and put her head on my shoulder and said "Mmm, that feels nice." I agreed.

We sat that way for about an hour and I wiggled my fingers around every now and then to make sure she stayed wet and open. Finally she fell asleep. In my mind it was a great day, and I think Amanda would agree. Walking in unannounced when Amanda was fucking had always been one of my favorite experiences. I knew I'd get a good fuck later that evening but for right now I was content to have one hand on those magnificent boobs and several fingers in that sloppy pussy.