GILF Adventures: The Break

Ian decides he wants to take a break from it all, but maybe what he wants isn’t what they have planned.

“Chelsea, stop,” I grunted.

“I know you don’t want me to,” Chelsea’s tongue circled the head of my cock.

“He could walk in any minute now,” I tried to say as Chelsea devoured my cock again.

Her head bobbed up and down on my cock.

“I am not stopping until you cum in my mouth,” Chelsea smiled with a wink.

I was in my boss’s office. I had just come in to view some reports when Chelsea came by; she said she was just visiting. ‘Yeah right,’ before I knew it, I was sitting in my boss’s chair with this woman on her knees sucking my cock.

“I have been thinking about this cock all weekend,” Chelsea licked the sides of my cock.

Chelsea was still getting her things and moving into a new apartment.

“It was just Friday you got it last,” I said, on the verge of cumming.

“Exactly! Today is Monday!” Chelsea teased as she buried my cock in her throat. She shook her head as she deep-throated my cock to the root. I felt the last vestige of defiance leave me.

I thrust my hips up and held Chelsea’s head down as I came. I grunted as I held the blonde and gray head of Chelsea’s head down as hard as I could.

“Fuck!” I yelled.

First Billie this morning, now Chelsea. I didn’t know how much a man could cum in a lifetime, but these women were testing me, and I was sure that if there was a record, I was getting close to hitting the world record and should be in the Guinness Book.

“Yum,” Chelsea licked my cock clean. “That should get me through until Wednesday.”

“What’s happening Wednesday?” I asked, pulling my pants up.

“Mandy and I are coming to help you redecorate that condo!” Chelsea stood up.

“Right, I forgot,” I said as I walked Chelsea out of my boss’s office.

“Uh-huh,” Chelsea smiled. “See you Wednesday.”

‘Mandy and Chelsea,’ I thought as I returned to work.

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I was cracking under the pressure. I wanted to tell someone so I could share all of this with someone who wasn’t a part of it. I nearly told one of my work colleagues but thought better of it.

So, eventually, I broke down and started speaking to Leslie. She was out of the club now, and even though she was still friends with everyone, she vowed to keep everything I said between us.

“I have to say, as someone who knows you and has experienced being with you,” Leslie talked to me over the phone. “You are more than capable of handling every one of them.”

“Just feels like I am running on empty,” I responded.

“So, take a break,” Leslie advised me. “You have vacation time. Take a vacation away from everyone. Trust me, they will understand.”

I thought about Leslie’s advice and decided to take a week’s vacation.

I had no idea what I wanted to do, but being away from all of this for a week made me wonder if I wanted this to end.