CHAPTER TWENTY NINE
“Have fun on your date, sweetheart,” Sadie called after him as he headed for the front door.
Gabe laughed softly. Great. Now he had a cougar brat. And one who was clearly enjoying sliding herself into a vaguely...parental role.
Something he wasn’t sure how to interpret.
“I will. I love you!” he replied as he got his shoes and jacket on.
“Love you, too!” Ellen, Sadie, and Chloe called back from the living room.
Gabe headed out, got into his car, and started driving. This was it. The day he was going to meet with Kim again.
He had the idea she might jump him the moment he entered her field of vision.
She had sent him no less than twenty nude pics since the first one.
With ten of them coming within the last twelve hours or so.
He hadn’t actually quite encountered something like this.
He supposed his relationship with Krystal was somewhat similar in the buildup to actually meeting, and then after first meeting.
She had been pretty horny for him.
But at least some of that seemed a little...not exactly untrue, but a little performative? Not that he was complaining, they all had their aspects that they played up because they enjoyed it. And clearly Krystal enjoyed seducing him.
Kim, on the other hand, seemed almost like...she was dying of thirst.
For him.
Which was putting him in an oddly strange place.
He was kind of caught between being anxious about his ability to satisfy her, and being confident that he could.
Given he’d known that they were going to have sex for a few days now, he’d been thinking about it a lot.
Usually, he felt good about it. (Obviously.) Good in the sense that he was going to be able to handle her.
But what if he couldn’t?
He didn’t really know that much about Kim. They hadn’t hung out that much when they’d been roommates, and she’d always been a little guarded with information about herself. As he drove through the city to her place, Gabe considered what he knew about her.
She was about his age, maybe a year younger.
She was half-American, half-Japanese, though he wasn’t sure which parent was which.
He was fairly sure she’d grown up in a smaller, nearby town and had moved here after high school.
She was into boxing, though that was done with. She clearly liked to work out.
She was fucking badass.
He knew that she’d had some bad credit card debt when they’d split ways. She’d cited that as the reason why she’d moved out to be on her own, well, that and the fact that she just felt more comfortable on her own.
And...that was about it.
And she might end up being wife number six.
By now, they’d had a formal sitdown and discussed the specifics and actual reality of Kim joining their household. Everyone was for it, and thankfully not just because they were horny. The little chemistry they’d had so far was great, and they trusted Gabe that she was a good person.
He saw a couple problems. Mainly: she preferred being on her own, and he was concerned about the power dynamics of essentially dangling a ‘get out of the grind free card’ in front of her, with the pricetag being sex with him. That wasn’t what it was, but it could easily work out that way.
What was giving him the most confidence that it wouldn’t work out that way was the fact that he simply didn’t believe Kim wouldn’t sell herself if she didn’t want to. She was tough, stubborn, and resilient.
Still though, it was going to be a bit delicate.
Gabe realized that he was already pulling onto her street. He looked around, hunting for her house. It was definitely a more rundown neighborhood, closer to where he had lived in his shitty apartment...and everywhere else he’d lived before meeting Ellen.
There was her place. It was a house that sort of, but not quite, looked like a duplex. He parked behind what he thought was her car and texted her that he was here. She’d already told him to just walk around back and go up the stairs.
So what’s what he did. It felt a little weird, just going into someone else’s backyard, but it wasn’t like he had a choice if he wanted to see Kim.
And he wanted to see Kim.
As he walked up the stairs that had been lashed onto the back of the house, his phone chimed. He checked it.
Just come in.
Well, okay then. Gabe walked up to the top, knocked twice, and then walked inside.
He came into a room about two thirds the size of his master bedroom.
To his left was a desk and a makeshift entertainment center with a decade-old TV on it.
Ahead was a little kitchenette area with a stove, a small fridge, a sink, and exactly one cabinet.
Across from that was the only other door in the room, which he presumed led into the bathroom.
To his right…
“Over here, handsome…”
Gabe found himself staring at a very naked Kim, lying on her side, facing him with an almost feral smile.
“Um, wow, hi,” he replied, feeling a pulse of lust shock through his body.
Seeing pics of her was not the same as seeing her in the flesh.
God, was she fit. She had that tomboy build, she had abs.
But unlike Liz, she was less jacked and more sleek and slim.
Built for speed rather than strength. Her muscles were just defined enough to be visible.
Her thighs had a pleasant heft to them, her hips a lusty roundness.
And man, did her tits look good.
“So, I’ve decided that I would like to have sex with you before we go on our Valentine’s Day date. How does that sound to you?” she asked, slowly rolling onto her back and stretching languorously.
Fuck. Watching her move while naked was like mainlining horniness.
“That sounds fine to me,” Gabe replied as he kicked off his shoes and began getting out of his clothes.
She laughed. “Glad to see your five wives and cougar on the side didn’t wear you out...wait, I wanted to ask, are there more chicks?”
“Um…”
She briefly lost her self-possession, eyes widening. “Gabe!”
He chuckled. “There’s three others...and I got one of them pregnant.”
“GABE!”
“Consensually and intentionally!”
“Oh my lord, Gabe! You have so much to tell me! But talking is later! Get that dick over here!”
He laughed and finished stripping. He saw her eyes dip to his erection and felt that brief-yet-powerful surge of anxiety whenever he showed his cock to a new woman. But, thankfully, she just looked happy.
Gabe got into the bed with her. It wasn’t very big, which made sense, given she lived alone and apparently hadn’t had anyone over for romance or fun for a long time. The moment he was in range, she grabbed him by the arm and yanked him towards her.
Damn, she wasn’t playing around.
“Kim-” he began, but she kissed him hard on the mouth and began shoving her tongue between his lips. For a moment, he lost himself in that. In her soft lips, her taste, her aggressive tongue, her hands on his body. Then he pulled back. “Kim! Just-one second!”
She growled, exasperated. “I’ve waited two! YEARS! for this, Gabe!”
“I know! Just-I need to be safe. Are we using a condom or-”
“No. No rubber. I honestly trust that you don’t have anything, or you’d tell me.
Or, at the very least, one of your girls would have.
You gotta know if you’re regularly rawdogging that many chicks.
And I…” She grunted as she reached over to the nightstand, grabbed her phone, and rapidly began navigating it.
“Yeah, we’re sure that we’re clear of STIs. How’d you know about the rawdogging?”
“I mean, come on, you really gonna go through that many condoms? Here! Read! Fast!” she snapped, pushing the phone into his hand.
He felt her hand wrap around his erection and begin to massage it while he looked over the image on the screen. It was an STI panel. All negative.
“Well, that solves that,” he said, putting the phone back on the nightstand. “Now why are you so fucking horny!?”
“Explain later! Can’t think until I get fucked!” she snapped, and resumed kissing him.
Gabe laughed a little into the kiss, but all other emotions got shunted as he felt her hot, smooth, nude body against his own, her tongue snaking back into his mouth, her hand on his erection, starting to jack him off.
This was really happening.
He was really going to do this.
Ellen had never quite been his ‘one who got away’, even if it felt that way, but even if she was, she clearly wasn’t anymore.
Which meant that Kim was sort of his one who got away.
She was admittedly one of the hottest women he’d ever known personally.
(Before meeting his wives.) He’d fantasized about her a lot.
And she was only hotter now.
Kim was aggressive as she kept kissing him, soon losing her patience and pushing him onto his back. She clambered up onto him, nimble and smooth.
“You don’t want any foreplay?” he asked as he saw her getting ready to spear herself with his dick.
“Later!” she snapped, then paused, sighed. “Shit, I’m sorry. This is rude. Just...is this okay? Can we do foreplay next time? I just really fucking need this.”
“Okay,” he replied.
Her relief was obvious. “Fucking thank you. And now I’m going to thank you.”
And then she slipped his cock into her pussy and the whole world seemed to be swallowed by the sheer enormity of pleasure that was sex with Kim.
She moaned loudly as she pushed herself down his length.
“Fuck, Gabe! You have such a big dick!” she moaned as she kept working himself into her.
“I think that’s ‘cause you’re so...oh man, so fucking tight,” he groaned in response.
The grip her pussy had on his erection was unreal.
Kim was aggressive. He thought Krystal or Ellen had given him a run for his money, but being fucked by Kim was a form of exercise all its own. Thank fucking God he had all this experience from the past several months.
“Fuck! Gabe! Yes! YES! YES!” she shrieked. Fuck, she genuinely sounded like she was acting for a porno, but at the same time she sounded completely authentic.
“Fucking shit, Kim,” he groaned as she furiously fucked his dick.
“I’m going to-oh shit!” she cried, and fell forward, planting her hands on his shoulders and vigorously began bringing her hips back and forth, grinding on his cock, then stirring it around inside of her.
And then she came.
Kim tried to scream, but apparently couldn’t.
All that came out was a surprisingly quiet, strangled sound.
She twitched violently and then fell against him as she came.
And she was gushing. He could feel her hot sex juices spurting out of her each time he pulled her ass down against him and thrust up. A lot was coming out of her.
She was definitely going to have to do the laundry after this.
Abruptly, she stopped moving, almost seizing up. Then a long, heavy sigh escaped from her as she seemed to melt against him.
“Mmm…” she murmured. “Holy fucking...dick, dude! You are fucking slinging that goddamned dick! Shit! I need more.”
“Same, I’m not done using you yet,” he replied.
She raised her head, her eyes wide, a strange smile smeared across her sweaty, flushed face. “Use me,” she whispered.
“Oh-ho-ho, you’ve got it, you fucking slut.”
She began to say something, but lost it as he flipped her over. Kim let out a startled shout that became a laugh that became a long, loud moan as he began drilling her.
“Yes! Fucking hard! I fucking need this, Gabe!” she roared.
Apparently. And, in a way, he kind of did, too.
He hadn’t quite remembered just how attracted he was to her. He’d gone through a period where she was all he’d thought about. It wasn’t just that she was crazy hot and fit, it was her personality. She had that kind of perfect blend of badass-yet-vulnerable.
A lot like Krystal and Ellen, really.
And her pussy!
He actually felt guilty for how much he was enjoying the sheer, absolute pleasure that was fucking Kim. But why should he? By now, he knew what every last one of the ladies in his life would say: fucking enjoy that pussy!
He was. A bit too much.
Gabe realized suddenly that he was dangerously close to orgasm. They were kissing and she was grabbing him, holding him tight, squeezing him like Sadie had yesterday. Like they all seemed to enjoy doing at one point or another.
Not that he was complaining.
Having a woman wrap her legs around you while you were drilling her missionary was its own unique pleasure and joy.
“What the fuck are you doing!?” she demanded when he tried to pull back so that he could get a hand down between them and rub her clit.
“I’m about to come!”
“So what!?” she panted.
“I wanted to make you come first!” he groaned. Fuck, she was squeezing with her powerful legs, forcing him to continue fucking her.
She laughed. “You’re so sweet! But I’m so fucking close I’ll just start coming when you do, so fucking go hard! Fucking use me!”
Gabe gripped her wrists and pressed them down into the pillow to either side of her head. She gasped and stared at him with wildly excited eyes.
Interesting.
Apparently he had a type, and apparently the universe saw fit to continue hooking him up with that type.
Gabe began fucking her hard and fast, really pounding her, making her bed start to shake and shudder beneath them. He thought he heard something crack but he was too close to his climax to give a shit.
Kim triggered just a second before he did. She let out another intensely arousing sound somewhere deep in her throat and her inner muscles began working overtime, fluttering and squeezing furiously along his dick.
Then he was coming into her for the first time in their lives.
Filling her up. Absolutely pumping her hot pussy full of his seed.
It burst out of him, sending eruptions of total, overpowering ecstasy screaming wildly through his entire body.
He cried out, grunting as he thrust into her each time a fresh spurt of his seed jetted out of him, her own voice accompanying his as well as she let out a half-shriek with each thrust.
And then something cracked loudly beneath them and the entire bed shifted to one side. They both shouted in surprise, but could do nothing until their orgasms had run their courses.
When it did finally peter out, Gabe was left panting and shaky and sweaty with Kim wrapped around him.
For a long moment, there was nothing but their breaths slowing, their hearts gradually calming, and the sweat cooling on their skin.