Not Your Typical Tuesday

After pouring myself a cup of coffee I stepped out into the apartment landing. I've always liked the feeling of cool air on me while I drink my hot coffee.

My neighbor, Courtney, was already bundled up on her papazon chair with her own cup and a smoke.

Courtney is about ten years older then I am. Divorced and had a bad track record with men. I'm not that lucky in my choice of women either, so we've kinda become moral support for each other the last couple years.

"Don't give into her like you did last time." Courtney said, jumping back into our conversation last night.

"I've learned my lesson." I said, taking a drink of my coffee.

"I doubt that." She said laughing. "Just get your stuff and go."

"That's the plan."

"I don't even know why you're bothering with it at all. It's just clothes."

"It's the principle of it. I guess. When you split with someone, you get your stuff back."

"Ok," she said after taking a puff of her smoke. "I just worry."

"I know. Thank you."

"We got to stick together." She said taking another puff. "What time are you heading over there?"

"About 2."

"Just remember what we talked about," she said stabbing out her smoke. "she's no good."

"Nothing will happen."

"Ok," she said as she stood and tighten her robe against the chilly air.

Courtney headed inside as I stood there. She was right. Amy had sucked me back in too many times. And it's been nice these last couple weeks without all the drama she brought into my life.

It was a little after one, and I had been unproductive all day. I had decided to jump in the shower. Just as I was about to step in, I heard a knock at the door.

I looked through the peephole to see Courtney standing there, still in her robe. I tightened the towel around my waist and opened the door.

"Hey, what's up?" I said.

"I just wanted to ask you something."

I opened the door wider and let her in. I turned to her after shutting the door and she was standing there, hands on her hips with her robe wide open.

She had been completely naked underneath. Her skin looked pale next to the dark robe. Her breasts weren't large, but drooped a bit with her age and she had a small belly. I could see she had shaved, and she noticed me looking.

"Freshly shaved." She said. " Just for you... I even knicked myself a couple times," she said laughing a bit, "been a while since I used a razor down there."

I was stunned, but turned on. I could feel my cock swell under the towel. And my hand went to my crotch to keep him down.

"What are you doing?" I asked. Though I'm pretty sure I knew.

"Oh yeah, my question." She said as she let her robe drop to the floor. "We both know that girl is no good for you," she said as she crossed the room towards me. "So how would you like me to take care of that, so you don't go over there half cocked?"

By 'that' I gathered was the hard-on she was pointing at as I was trying to hide it.

"You want to have sex?" I asked, hopefully.

"No. Well yes, but right now I'm offering to suck you off... If, when you come back and haven't made up with her, then we'll talk about sex."

She was standing right in front of me. She reached out and grabbed the fold where the towel was tucked in on itself.

"Maybe we could even try one of those 'with benefits' things...Deal?" She asked.

"De..."

I hadn't even finished agreeing and Courtney was tugging the towel from around my waist. My cock sprung to attention as the towel slipped off of me.

She looked down as her hands met with my cock, then looked back up at me with an approving smile.

"Nice." She said biting her lip.

She took hold of my cock with one hand and guided me to the chair, where she pushed me back into the seat.

Courtney knelt down between my legs, her hands ran up and down my thighs. I closed my eyes to this simple caressing touch and just laid back and relaxed.

Everything about her touch was gentle. It was honestly not something I was used to, as so many woman seem to be overly aggressive.

She nibbled up and down my shaft with her plush lips. Then traced the underside with her tongue from the base up. As she reached the head of my cock I could feel her tongue widen, and slip around as her lips closed over me.

I involuntarily groaned as her lips and tongue did their work. She began slow deliberate strokes, taking in more of me each time. It was amazing. She did a few deep bobs of her head before focusing again on the crown. I could feel her hum over my cock, sending a slight vibration deep down into my balls.

Courtney's skills were deeply sensual, taking absolute pleasure in sucking my cock. And I'm not embarrassed to admit, just these few short mins but I could already feel I wasn't going to last. It was just plain ecstasy.

"Court..." I said under heavy breath. "I'm gonna cum..."

I was looking down at her when our eyes met. I could see that her eyes were smiling. There was this glint in them I hadn't seen before.

She began taking me deeper, and I could feel my cock hit the back of her throat. A couple more times of this and it was all I could take.

"Oh my God!" I grunted.

Courtney dove deep onto my cock and swallowed over it as the head of my cock expanded in her throat before spraying huge gobs of my gunk directly into her belly.

With each shot she would swallow over me, sending me deeper into a dizzying bliss.

Her hands spread out over my legs to my chest and back again as she held my cock in her mouth until he had shrunk and she was satisfied she hadn't missed a single drop.

I felt as though I had melted into the chair. My body in a state even beyond relaxation. And I felt as though I could just drift off into oblivion.

Courtney crawled up into the chair with me and snuggled in against my body. Her head tucked just under mine. I could feel one of her fingers tracing circles on my chest.

I cleared my throat, "You know, I'm starting to think she can keep my shit. It's only some clothes after all."

"That sounds like a good plan." Courtney said and she snuggled even deeper into me.