Chapter 50: What is it that you want to know?

Satisfied with how she’d made Arthur cum with her ass again, Vanessa very slowly got up, bending forward in a way that presented her perfect big ass, almost smashing it against the boy’s face.

She reached for her backside, scooping a small glob of cum out of it. Most of Arthur’s seed had been contained by his underwear, but he’d come enough to dirty the woman’s ass.

Vanessa brought the semen to her mouth, licking the tip of her finger slowly. Then she made a show of swallowing it, closing her eyes slowly.

"Delicious," she said, turning her attention to Arthur and licking her lips slowly. "Now, we don’t have that long, we need to go back, or Amanda will suspect us, right? You want me to behave, don’t you?" Vanessa teased, her eyes dropping to his cock.

Even after just climaxing twice, the man was already getting hard again, his stamina impressive as ever.

The blond milf very slowly dropped to her knees, looking up at the man at a perfect angle for him to see her beautiful face, and her really big ass.

She slowly reached for the waistband of the man’s underwear, sliding it down his legs, releasing his huge cock, now dirty with cum.

"We don’t have that much time, because I’m a very good girl and will behave as you asked. However..."

She pressed the tip of her finger against the head of his cock, softly pushing it back and testing how hard he was. The man’s shaft throbbed in response, and Arthur grimaced under her teasing.

"I... I think we still have a little bit of time. We could just tell her you were helping me clean the house."

Vanessa looked around at the spotless apartment and smiled. "Indeed." She turned her attention to his cock, her hot breath brushing against it. "I need to at least help with cleaning, don’t you think?"

She approached his big cock, licking its base, acting very sexily. Vanessa worked her tongue along his length with slow, deliberate strokes, licking away every trace of what had happened minutes ago.

She took her time with it, humming softly against his skin, glancing up through her lashes every few seconds to make sure he was watching.

"Every... single... spot," she murmured between licks, her breath hot against him. "A good girl leaves nothing dirty behind."

When she finally took him deep into her throat, it was brief, just enough to make his knees threaten to give out, before she pulled back with a soft, wet pop and a satisfied smile.

"There. Spotless." She rose to her feet, wiping the corner of her mouth with her thumb, looking entirely too pleased with herself. "And now, unfortunately, we really do have to go back."

Arthur looked down at his ruined boxers.

"Ah." Vanessa followed his gaze and laughed. "Don’t worry about that. I left a fresh pair in your room." She winked, shifting her angle to present her ass to him. "Now get dressed, stud. I need to fix my makeup, so I can continue looking hot for you."

Arthur walked into his new bedroom and opened the drawer Vanessa had pointed at. Sitting neatly folded on top was the underwear she’d left for him. Arthur picked it up and stared.

They were boxer briefs, black, silky, and cut low. The fabric was thin and smooth, the kind that clung to everything and, by the looks of it, was a size too small for Arthur.

Putting it down, it was clear how it hugged his cock’s shape. Arthur grinned, thinking about how the blond milf had probably spent a long time choosing it for him... Actually, thinking back on it, making him cum all over his underwear was already part of her plan.

Moving on, he dressed in his clothes again, and checked himself in the mirror, but everything was fine. Going to the living room, he found Vanessa already waiting for him, looking spotless and sexy as always.

As soon as she saw him, the woman jumped to hug him, squashing her soft boobs against him. Then, with a teasing smile, she reached around to guide his hand, placing his palm directly onto her ass, holding it there.

"You really have nice big hands, stud!" She purred. "But before we go, I have a question. I want to drink, and I can’t drive drunk, so..." She arched her back, pressing her ass harder against his hand. "Can I stay at your new apartment tonight?"

She already knew what his answer would be, but she asked anyway, simply because she loved seeing Arthur’s eyes light up. And, of course, he answered with an enthusiastic nod, unable to hide his excitement.

"Perfect," she said, stepping back and slipping out of his hands. "We don’t have much time right now, but we can talk about your problems with Iris later."

Arthur’s breath caught. "That..."

He had expected her to suggest something a little more fun, but the truth was, he would be grateful to have someone to talk to about it. Vanessa was mature and perceptive, and he had a feeling she could offer him some genuinely good advice.

"Actually, that would be great. Please, listen to my problems later," he said, a little sheepishly.

"Leave it to me," Vanessa smiled, already guessing what the problem was. Then, she opened the door, glanced back over her shoulder, and winked. "And don’t worry, stud. We’re going to have fun tonight."

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Dinner at Amanda’s turned out to be exactly what the woman needed.

Having Vanessa around helped Amanda feel better, and by the end of the meal, she was laughing happily. Besides, it also helped her forget the embarrassment from earlier.

Arthur was relieved as well. Although things between him and Amanda had been a little awkward at first, they soon returned to normal. They even made dessert together, working in perfect sync as usual.

Until the very end, Amanda never opened up about her problems at work, but at least she was feeling better.

Eventually, Arthur had to say goodbye to her, explaining that he would be moving into his new apartment that very day.

Amanda hid her sadness at the news and offered to help him move his belongings. Truth be told, with Vanessa and Amanda helping, they managed to get everything done in a single trip. Arthur didn’t have much stuff, after all. He probably could have moved everything by himself.

After putting his clothes away in the wardrobe and organizing his belongings, Amanda said goodbye and returned to her own home.

Vanessa, however, naturally stayed behind, settling onto the sofa as she waited for Arthur. Somehow, she already had a glass of wine in her hands.

"So," she said, crossing her legs. "Iris has been avoiding you?" she grinned.

"Yeah..." Arthur nodded, and looked confused. "Where did the wine come from?"

"I stocked your apartment already, of course," Vanessa smiled teasingly. "Now, sit with me," she tapped the spot at her side on the sofa.

But just as Arthur sat down, she once again sat on his lap and prompted him to tell everything about Iris. The story was rather simple: he tried to talk with her during the week, but she always had some reason to avoid him.

Vanessa needed to hold back her chuckles, already knowing what was passing through her friend’s head.

"And what about Amanda, did anything happen?" she asked, taking another gulp of her wine, and pressing her ass hard against his cock.

"No... nothing. She doesn’t want anything to happen," Arthur said, making his best effort to keep the handjob a secret. He had the feeling Amanda would hate it if anyone found out.

"That isn’t the point. And what about you, what do you want?" Vanessa asked with a slightly annoyed tone.

"I..." Arthur hesitated. He hadn’t thought about it properly; it was easier like that... After all, she had kind of said no... "I’m not sure."

He already kind of had Iris and Vanessa; he was not sure he should be this greedy. However, Vanessa could see through him, so she smirked.

Arthur hadn’t admitted it yet, but he wanted to make Amanda his woman.

"Well, that’s a bit boring. I was expecting more interesting stories. So there really is no other girl on your mind?" she asked.

Once again, Kat came to Arthur’s mind, but... It didn’t even make sense. He didn’t like her; she was annoying, and she also hated him.

"Come on, don’t try to lie to me. I know someone has come to your mind, spill the beans already..."

"It’s just that... there is a girl in my class, but there is nothing between us. It’s just that she is good looking, and..."

"She has a nice ass?" Vanessa asked, practically reading his mind.

"Not as nice as yours," Arthur responded. "But we don’t really get along well, so I have no interest."

"Are you sure?" Vanessa teased him. "You’d be surprised by how much people’s relationships can change over time. For example, the first time I met your mother, she drove my head against a concrete wall."

"Wait, really?" Arthur asked, genuinely worried.

"Yes, and she punched me in the stomach with so much force I couldn’t breathe," Vanessa commented, her voice a bit shaky. "And still, we eventually became best friends."

"How?" Arthur couldn’t avoid asking, feeling the story sounded too absurd... However, it was his mother, so it still sounded possible.

Vanessa got up and smirked at him, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

"I can tell you about that, or I can tell you the solution to your problems with Iris, or I can tell you a secret about Amanda. What is it that you want to know?"

"Do you want to play this game again?"

"Of course I do," she said, pushing aside a chair and sitting down, opening her legs wide. "So, give me an orgasm, and I will give you one of these three pieces of information."

Arthur grinned, but he still approached the milf, the proposal of eating her out sounded appealing. He could think about what he wanted to know later.