Friendly Advice Chapter Two: Cougar Club

Despite my better judgment and against my promise to myself that it would be a one-time thing, I answered the text from the married woman.

She wanted me to pass by her house again.

Whether it was because I wanted to have sex again or I just felt lonely, I walked up to the door and knocked.

She answered the door dressed in black lingerie.

Before I could say a word, she grabbed me by the collar of my shirt and pulled me inside.

My pants didn’t even make it to the top of the stairs.

When we reached her marriage bed, neither of us was clothed.

Angela climbed on top of me and started to ride me. I stared at the picture of Angela and her husband kissing in front of a church.

“Here,” she smiled as she leaned back. “Something better to look at.”

I stared at my cock inside of her.

‘Yeah, much better,’ I thought as she slid back and forth on it.

“Aren’t you glad you took me up on my offer?” Angela asked as she rode my cock.

“Hell yes!” I answered as she rode my black cock faster.

I held onto her pert tits as she rode me harder and faster than any of the young women I had fucked recently.

“I bet the young women don’t like your big cock, do they?” she said as she held my hands against her tits.

“No, they sure don’t,” I said, squeezing her tits.

“That’s why you need a real woman!” Angela rode me hard until I came inside her.

I didn’t mean to, but I fell asleep.

I woke up in another man’s bed. I quickly got up and went downstairs.

“You must have been tired,” Angela stated as I headed for the door. “Stay for breakfast.”

I walked through the hallway and into the kitchen.

The hallway was lined with more pictures of Angela’s family and photos of her kids who had become teenagers and then adults.

I sat at the table as Angela made breakfast.

“Why?” I asked.

“Why what, exactly,” Angela moved her dark brown hair from her face. “Why am I on a cougar website, when I am married?”

“Yes,” I answered as Angela put my breakfast before me. “Does it matter?”

“Somewhat,” I shrugged.

It was my friends who turned me onto the cheating cougar website, and I had gone on there against my own advice, but it had paid off. I had fucked a married woman with no lead-up, no actual date, and she didn’t seem to want anything more from me than just sex.

“If it will aleave any burden on you,” Angela sighed. “He isn’t the man he used to be,” she shrugged. “The man I loved and made the vows to is gone, and I am sure he feels the same about me as his younger mistress would agree.”

I nodded.

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“You fucking idiot!” one of my friends yelled as I told him.

“Calm down, he took our advice,” the other laughed.

“And it paid off, so say it!” the other smiled.

“Say what?” I asked.

“We were right and you were wrong!” Haden said.

“No,” I shook my head. I wouldn’t give them the pleasure.

“You got fucking laid, by a beautiful married woman,” Lance laughed. “No commitment, no rubber, and you don’t have to worry about calling her in the morning.”

“Or knocking her up,” Haden added. “Win, win!”

“And you guys do this regularly?” I asked.

“Yeah, but we aren’t stupid enough to ask why,” Lance slapped my head. “Who gives a shit!”

“Yeah, so what they are cheating on their husbands? It’s none of your business!” Haden reiterated. “As long as you don’t get caught with your dick inside them!”

‘Meet me here, tonight, at seven!’ Angela’s text rang out.

“She’s aggressive, isn’t she?” Haden smiled.

“Yeah,” I said, staring at the text.

“You got a keeper, usually the others just want to fuck and go!” Lance smiled.

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“I can’t accept this,” I said as Angela had bought me some new clothes.

“You will,” Angela said. “Because you are coming with me.”

Angela had taken me out to lunch and then to get clothes.

“Where?” I asked.

“You ask a lot of questions,” Angela stared at me as she drove.

We were back at her house.

“Get cleaned up and dressed,” Angela ordered.

I did what I was told and stared at the mirror.

I didn’t recognize the man that stared back at me.

“Now, you don’t look like a thug,” Angela stood behind me.

“Where are we going?” I asked as she turned so I could zip up her dress.

“Less questions,” Angela stated.

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I walked hand in hand with Angela into a great hall filled with other women and young men.

‘A cougar club!’ I thought as I saw many young men like me attached to older women.

“Not bad is it,” Angela whispered.

‘No, not at all,’ I thought.

I got to talk to many women and young men and even got a job interview. An actual job interview with better prospects than working at the Gamestop in the mall.

“Come with me,” Angela smiled.

She led me into the female bathroom. “Fuck me!” Angela said as she hiked up her black dress. “Fuck me hard!”

I pushed my cock into her from behind and fucked her. I watched her face in the mirror as she took my dick hard, deep, and fast. “All of them want a black man now,” Angela yelped as I fucked her hard. “But you are mine!”

“Yes,” I said.

“Say it!” Angela bucked back onto my cock.

“I am yours,” I said as I fucked Angela hard.

“Now, cum!” she ordered.

I pushed deep into her and filled her.

Angela turned to face me.

“Good boy,” she smiled. “I like a man that does as he is told.”

We left the bathroom.

“Now get me a drink,” she smiled.