Carmen and Ryan Part 8: Keeping Secrets

It has been a while since I have had the time and brain space to work on the story of Carmen and her younger lover, Ryan. At the end of the last installment Carmen had enjoyed a “meeting” with a young attractive sales representative. Her work colleagues suspect she has “something going on” but so far have not been able to uncover her secret.

At the door of the medical centre Carmen steeled herself for the onslaught when she entered. She was disappointed. Jenny was busy with a patient and Carmen was able to slip past her. In her office she became engrossed in emails and phone messages. Just because it was Friday everyone thought that their issue HAD to be resolved before the end of the day. Time passed quickly before she was interrupted by Jenny,

“So what is the goss with the AmpliMed guy?”

Carmen continued typing her email and didn’t look up at Jenny. She hoped that this ruse would send Jenny back to her desk. It didn’t work, Jenny invited herself in and sat on the chair opposite Carmen’s desk.

“I am not going away,” Jenny leaned forward so that Carmen was unable to keep ignoring her. “Is that guy the one you have been banging?”

Carmen stopped typing and gave Jenny her full attention. Even taking into consideration Jenny’s ability to gossip this was a leap. “Whatever gave you that idea?”

“Well, it is pretty obvious you have been banging someone, and the way you went all doe eyed when he turned up seemed like it was likely to be him.”

Carmen took a moment to digest this information. It was an interesting conclusion. She allowed herself to wonder what the outcome would be if she let Jenny keep thinking this. It might be easier than explaining to her that she was “banging” one of her son’s friends.

“What makes you think I am BANGING, as you say, someone?” Carmen asked. She didn’t think she had been acting THAT differently.

“It is so freaking obvious,” Jenny grinned at her, “The distant smile, constantly checking your phone, and when he walked in you were like a bitch on heat.”

Carmen squirmed uncomfortably in her chair. She felt as if Jenny had been reading her mind earlier. She HAD been like a bitch on heat. Or more accurately like a cougar on the prowl. Something in her HAD changed since her encounters with Ryan. It was like a switch had been flicked in her body and she saw every meeting with an attractive man as an opportunity to fuck like an animal. He mind wandered back to a memory of being wrapped around Ryan while his cock was buried deep inside her. Warmth flooded through her belly. Under her desk she pressed her thighs together. If she didn’t see him soon she didn’t know how she would be able to cope.

“So?” Jenny’s persistence was amazing. Carmen wavered. It would be good to confide in someone. Are you freaking serious! Sensible Carmen jolted her back into reality. Carmen was reminded that Jenny was not a person to trust as a confidante. Anything she told Jenny would be common knowledge among all the other receptionists within a day.

Carmen smiled, she hoped in a way that didn’t make Jenny think anything too outrageous. “A lady never kisses and tells.” She turned back to her computer screen, “Now don’t make me push you out of my office.”

Jenny lingered a little while longer, but Carmen refused to acknowledge her presence. Carmen knew that there would be gossip, Jenny would not be able to help herself, but she hoped that it would be vague enough that it wouldn’t get her into serious trouble. Besides what if she WAS banging the AmpliMed Rep? She was single, as far as she knew so was he, they were adults. As long as she didn’t start ordering stupid amounts of stuff from him there was no problem.

A message flashed onto the screen of Carmen’s phone. Her heart skipped hoping it would be Ryan, she was a little disappointed.

Looking forward to tonight.  Her friend Liz sent.

Carmen smiled. Liz would be the person to confide in. She would listen and reassure her. A much better choice of confidante than Jenny. Carmen felt herself relax and refocus on her work. Thoughts of Ryan and Corey were pushed to the back of her mind as Carmen dived into the tasks she needed to finish before closing her office for the weekend.

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Carmen and Ryan Part 7 -Friday on My Mind

It has been a while since I posted an installment from the story of Carmen and Ryan. But I have been working on it albeit slowly. If you are new to the story you can catch up here

Carmen looked at the screen of her phone. Messages from Josh and her friend Liz flashed up on the screen. Josh was checking in to tell her he was taking Chloe camping for the weekend. There was no mention of other people who might be going with them. Specifically, he didn’t mention Ryan. Why would he? sensible Carmen said in her head. You need to get a grip woman.

Liz wanted to catch up for dinner.

“Sure”, Carmen replied. Dinner with a friend would be nice. Not as nice as a good fucking from a young stud but nice. What the actual?  Sensible Carmen scolded her. Carmen was shocked at herself. What was she becoming? Two nights and suddenly she was obsessed. There was a knock at her door.

“The AmpliMed rep is here,” the new receptionist announced.

Carmen frowned, “Did I have an appointment scheduled with him?” she asked no-one in particular. The young girl squirmed uncomfortably,

“I don’t know,” she looked uncertain and worried she had done something wrong.

Carmen was jolted back to reality. Of course, she didn’t know! She didn’t have access to Carmen’s calendar. Quickly she flicked through her screens. Damn! Of course, she had an appointment. “Just tell him I will be out shortly,” she smiled reassuringly at the young girl.

Quickly she gathered her notepad. She had not met this rep before, but they had bought a couple of supplies from his company in the past. Normally Carmen didn’t speak to sales reps. They were usually a waste of time. She could find most of the information she needed to know about their products on the internet. Making this meeting must have been a moment of weakness. She made her way to the reception area and spotted him immediately looking awkward among the patients.

For a few seconds Carmen hung back in the corridor to take him in. Something about the way he held himself spoke straight to her groin. She noted the smoothness of the skin under the open neck of his shirt which hugged his chest in a way that suggested his body underneath would be toned. There were bulges that suggested he spent a lot of time in the gym. Mentally she compared him to Ryan, both about the same age, both fit young men but this one looked more office like. His fitness was from gym sessions rather than hard work. His hands would be soft. She wondered if there would be any scars under his shirt.

With all this in her mind she stepped forward to greet him,

“Good morning, my name is Carmen,”

He smiled radiating confidence with a perfect smile of shiny white teeth, “Hello Carmen I am Corey, It was really good of you to agree to meet with me,”

He took her hand, it was indeed soft, as she had suspected. She noted the strength of his grip and the way his hands seemed shorter and a little stockier than Ryan’s. For a moment she wondered if there was any truth in what she used to giggle about in high school. Was the size of a man’s hands an indication of his cock size? It was certainly true for Ryan. She looked into Corey’s eyes and felt a warm melting sensation in her belly.

She became aware of Jenny watching her from her position behind the reception desk. She knew if she turned around she would be greeted with a smirk and a raised eyebrow.

“Would you like to get a coffee?” she smiled at the rep, “The place next door makes a great Latte.”

He looked a little relieved at being able to escape from a room full of sick people. “Sure, lead the way.” Carmen was rewarded with another flash of the 1000 Watt smile.

Without looking over her shoulder Carmen led the way out the door of the doctor’s surgery. She didn’t trust herself to make eye contact with Jenny right now. As they took their seat at a table in the corner it was all business. They ordered coffees and he began the usual spiel complete with catalogues and brochures of their latest products. Carmen smiled and nodded and asked appropriate questions the whole time studying his body. She was enjoying the way he held himself and the way his hands moved his brochures around the small table. After a few moments she realised that he had asked her a question and was looking at her, waiting for a reply. She had been so lost in her reverie that she had completely missed it.

“I am sorry, what was that?” she felt a flush of colour in her cheeks her heart raced a little.

He smiled disarmingly, “I just wanted to thank you for actually seeing me today. It is so hard these days, most people just want you to drop in a brochure and call if they need something.”

Get a grip will you! Sensible Carmen chided her. You really need to stop thinking with your vagina!”

“It was really no problem. I needed a change of scenery for a bit anyway,” She smiled warmly as she looked into his eyes.

“Well anytime you need an excuse to get out of your office just let me know,” he grinned.

Carmen’s heart skipped a beat. Did he just flirt with her? She held his gaze. A sales rep was not going to intimidate her. “Sure thing!” she kept her voice cheery. “I better get back now though.” She gathered up the brochures that he had given her.

Across the table he stood opposite her. He gave her a business card, “Call me anytime you have a question or a special request,”

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Carmen and Ryan Part 6 – Keeping Secrets

After a short hiatus Carmen and Ryan are back. You can catch up on the story here.

“Doctor Morrison is in a mood today,” Jenny flopped into the chair in front of Carmen’s desk.

It took Carmen a few moments to register Jenny’s presence.

“Sorry, what?” she asked.

Jenny gave an exasperated sigh, “What is with you lately? You have been off with the pixies for days.”

Carmen smiled, “Nothing,” she hoped she didn’t look as tired as she felt.

“Carmen Beresford I have known you for ten years. You can’t fool me with that coy smile!” Jenny scolded her friend, “Now spill.”

Carmen avoided Jenny’s eye and shuffled some papers beside her computer. “I don’t know what you are talking about.” She stood and carried the stack of forms she had been working on out of her office towards the compactus containing patient’s files. Jenny followed her, determined for an answer.

“You know exactly what I am talking about,” she continued. “There is something going on with you and I will find out. You know it,”

Carmen slid sections of compactus across the runners until she found the files she was looking for. She kept her face turned away from Jenny so that her friend could not see the heat rising in her cheeks.

“Jenny, can I get you to print out a referral for me?” the conversation was interrupted by the appearance of Dr Singh in the doorway.

“Sure thing!” Jenny’s voice was all professionalism. As she turned to leave, she bent towards Carmen and whispered, “This isn’t over, I WILL, find out what you are hiding.”

Carmen finished her filing. On the outside she appeared calm but her mind was in turmoil. Two nights of unrestrained sex had left her tender in places that had been untouched for months. Sitting in certain positions brought pleasant memories of Ryan’s body all over hers but in the back of her mind was the constant nagging thoughts about what everyone would think.

She made her way to the lunchroom to make herself a tea. She was so tired today. Thankfully there had been no talk from Ryan about a repeat visit. She didn’t think she would be able to function after a third night but tomorrow was Friday. The weekend yawned ahead of her. Where was this ‘thing’ with Ryan going? Would he want to see her again? If so when? Would this be something that was pushed into timeslots she had when Josh was not home? What if he asked her to go to his place? The questions seemed endless.

Carmen took her tea back to her desk where her phone was ringing. Work took over and for the rest of her afternoon the questions were relegated to sit quietly at the back of her mind. It was her evening to cover the reception desk until the last of the appointments left at seven-thirty. All of the receptionists hated the late shift. It was the one slot Carmen always had trouble with. Taking on one of the slots herself left very little room for argument though. It was hard to complain about being given a job that your boss also did regularly.

At eight pm Carmen walked into her kitchen. Josh and Chloe were curled up on the couch watching a movie.

“Hey Mum,” Josh greeted her.

“Hey Mrs B.” Chloe looked over the back of the couch, “We left you a plate of dinner in the fridge.”

Carmen’s heart warmed. “Thank you so much!” Josh would never have thought of that. Every time she visited Chloe gave Carmen another reason to like her more. If Josh didn’t keep this one Carmen would be heartbroken. Chloe disentangled herself from Josh,

“Go have a shower while I heat it up for you,”

Carmen was taken aback, “It’s OK, you don’t have to do that,” she protested.

“No really, it is fine,” Chloe’s voice was firm, “It will only take a minute.”

Carmen allowed herself to be shooed out of the kitchen towards her bedroom where she stripped off her work clothes. She checked her phone. Still no word from Ryan. When she had woken that morning he was gone, as she would expect. Construction workers start early. But she hadn’t heard from him all day. Should she message him? She worried about the etiquette. This kind of situation was so unfamiliar to her. In the past she had only dated men around her own age. There was always some kind of lead up and some kind of agreement about where they were at. One of her ‘rules’ was to never have sex on a first date. Never in her life had she fallen into bed with someone within hours of meeting them.

The hot water of the shower soothed her tired body. For a fleeting moment she wished that Ryan was there to wash her body. She thought about his strong hands soaping her and smoothing away the worries of the day. Her cunt throbbed a little as she fantasised about soaping his cock and stroking him in the shower but she was too tired to act on it. Stepping out of the shower she dried herself and put on her robe. The soft folds of fabric cuddled her skin. She made her way to the kitchen where her dinner was waiting.

“I could get used to this,” she smiled at Chloe who had returned to her spot on the couch.

Carmen ate her dinner quietly. As she ate, she started watching the show that Josh and Chloe were engrossed in, but it didn’t really appeal to her. Instead, her mind kept returning to Ryan. Thoughts of what they had done in the kitchen the night before filled her mind. She remembered sitting on this very bench with his face buried between her legs. She glanced over at Josh on the couch. What would he think if he knew? What would Chloe think?

She finished her dinner and put her plate in the dishwasher. “I am going to bed,” she announced to the couple on the couch.

“Goodnight,” Josh didn’t turn around.

“Sleep well,” Chloe gave a cheery smile.

Back in her room Carmen discarded her robe and slid into her bed. As she arranged the sheets a faint smell of Ryan and sex wafted over her face. She smiled. The secret was starting to sit better with her. It really was better not to tell Josh until she knew what was happening herself. Sleep started to creep over her. She contemplated sending a message to Ryan, but she really couldn’t think of what to say to him. Every message she composed sounded so Mum like. She placed her phone beside the bed and lay back on her pillow. She was asleep within minutes.

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Carmen and Ryan Part 5 – The Evening Continues

Carmen slid down from the bench and moved back to the fridge, “You said you wanted a beer?”

As she bent slightly to look into the fridge, she felt his hands on her arse.

Does he ever stop? She wondered. Her body stiffened slightly and he pulled his hands away.

“I am so sorry,” the little boy was back. “You are just so beautiful I can’t stop touching you.”

She smiled at him, “It’s OK. I am just not used to it.” She passed a beer to him and refilled her wine glass. “Cheers,” she smiled at him over the rim of the glass. They made their way to the pool area and sat in the comfy chairs looking at the night sky. Carmen sighed deeply as for the first time that day she relaxed. The hormones from her orgasm were still buzzing through her body and she could feel a sleepiness starting to take over her.

“Long day?” Ryan asked after he took a pull of his beer.

Carmen smiled reflectively, “A bit I guess.” She smiled, “But then most days are like that. What about you?”

Ryan shrugged, “You know, stack that over there, put those here, join that together, lift that. The usual.” He seemed to be so casual about it but Carmen knew from conversations with Josh that their work was physically demanding in a way she could never cope with.

“Do you like it?” I was a question she asked Josh every time he complained. Internally she berated herself for slipping into Mum mode, but she couldn’t help it.

“It’s OK I guess.” He took a pull of his beer. “Pays the bills. Not as good as being inside you though.”

Carmen felt a twinge between her legs. He really was irresistible. Ryan leaned over and ran his hand up her thigh. She knew without looking that he would be ready for her. Surprisingly, she was ready for him. Her breath came faster as his fingers grazed the fabric of her panties. His eyes became deeper and more intense as he leaned forward to kiss her. Without thinking she opened her legs, inviting him in. His fingers slipped into her panties and stroked her pussy. Carmen slid her hand into his shorts and wrapped her fingers around his cock. She marvelled at the feel of his velvet skin against her palm as she moved her hand up and down his shaft. He breathed heavily into her mouth.

“You are so fucking hot. Every time I look at you I just want to fuck you.”

Carmen squirmed. Ryan’s fingers dipped inside her but it wasn’t enough, she ached for him.

“I want you to fuck me,” she whispered.

Ryan placed his beer on the table beside his chair and unfolded himself into a standing position. With a strangely intense look in his eyes he bent down and scooped her up into his arms.

“Let’s do this properly.” He spoke gently. Carmen was helpless in his arms. She rested her head against his shoulder as he carried her to the bedroom and settled her on the bed. With care and patience he removed her clothes, placing them neatly in a pile beside the bed. Once she was naked he undressed himself. For a few moments he stood above her. She marvelled at his body, lean and toned by his job. A small scar decorated his ribcage, to the side of the tattoo that had attracted her attention. Was that just yesterday? It seemed so long ago.

Ryan leaned down and arranged her legs before kneeling between them. He positioned his body between hers and rested his cock at her opening. She arched towards him, hungrily but he stood his ground. A small frown formed on his forehead as he concentrated on easing himself into her. Millimetre by millimetre his cock penetrated her. The whole time she ached to push herself down on him but she sensed the control was important to him so she restrained herself.

When he was buried deep inside her his body lowered to cover her. They rested like that for a little while. Carmen enjoyed the feeling of him surrounding her and penetrating her but the ache for movement became too much. She arched against him.

“Please fuck me,” her voice was hot and urgent against his neck.

He moved slightly inside her. She sighed. He grinned, the little boy grin, teasing her, “Like this?” He moved slightly again. Carmen’s hips bucked against him. Ryan’s cock moved inside her. His frown deepened as he fought for control. With a sly smile Carmen moved her hips deliberately moving him inside her. She took a perverse pleasure in denying him the control he sought. For a while they wrestled like that. Ryan holding himself rigidly and Carmen chipping away at his control with small movements that pleasured her.

It didn’t take too long for her to win. Ryan exhaled as he began to thrust,

“You are the sexiest woman I have ever been with,” he grunted as he began to pound into her.

Carmen could not reply. The room filled with her cries of pleasure.

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Carmen and Ryan Part 4 – The Evening After

We left Carmen waiting for Ryan in the evening of a long day. The day after their first encounter

I will be there in thirty minutes

The reply sent a jolt of energy through her. She stepped into the shower, unable to focus properly. She looked down at her pussy. Should she shave? What would be better? She thought for a moment about last night. She hadn’t even showered before he went down on her. She scrabbled through the drawer. She hadn’t even shaved her legs in months, she didn’t even know if she had a sharp razor.

Twenty minutes later she stood in her kitchen. Her skin felt electric from the scrubbing she had given it. The bare skin of her pussy tingled at the touch of her underwear. She refilled her wine glass and considered if she should eat something. As she stood in front of the refrigerator pondering, she heard a knock on the door. With her heart pounding she made her way to the door. For a second she paused holding the door handle. She took a deep breath as she opened the door.

His eyes grabbed her attention as soon as she opened the door. Piercing, blue, hungry.

“Hello,” nerves fluttered in her stomach. She didn’t know what to do.

“Hello,” he smiled uncertainly. Carmen was surprised. He seemed as nervous as her.

“Come in,” she stepped back to allow him past and then followed him to the kitchen. His body filled the entryway. A fleeting memory of that body poised above hers filled her mind. In the kitchen they both stood awkwardly. Neither sure of what to do or say next. Carmen’s gaze fell on the dishwasher that stood open waiting to be emptied. She remembered what had happened just yesterday as she had bent over the machine. Heat flamed up her neck. Dampness seeped into her knickers. Glancing up she saw him watching her. His face was unreadable.

“Would you like a beer?” the question was automatic. Even though she would very much like to give him something else.

“Sure,” he shrugged. “As long as it comes with a side of you and that fantastic arse,” He grinned and shot a pointed glance at the dishwasher.

Carmen’s blush deepened. She turned to the fridge to hide her expression, but it didn’t work. As she stood with the door open, bending slightly to peer inside, she felt his hands on her hips. His arms reached around to cup her breasts and his breath was hot in her ear.

“When you bend over in front of me I can’t stop myself,” His cock was pressed against her arse and she could feel his thick erection through the fabric of his shorts and the dress she was wearing.

“Do you have knickers on under that?” he whispered in her ear as his hand reached down to lift her dress.

Carmen was transfixed. She had considered not putting on underwear but she hadn’t been that brave. It didn’t matter. Ryan’s fingers slid easily into the elastic to caress her pussy.

“Fuck you are so wet,” his voice was urgent, “I need you now,”

Carmen whimpered in response. Beer was forgotten as he pulled her away from the fridge and sat her on the kitchen bench. She watched, transfixed as he pulled her underwear down over her ankles before stripping away his shorts and sliding a condom over his cock. His big hands wrapped around her waist pulling her towards him. She wrapped her legs around his waist and his strong hands cupped her arse. Leaning against the kitchen bench he pounded into her. The kitchen filled with their animal cries.

Ryan let out a long groan as he climaxed. For a few moments he held her against him before letting her slide her feet to the floor. Her legs were unsteady and he held her against him.

“I am sorry,” he looked like a little boy. “I couldn’t stop myself.”

She smiled and stroked his face. “It is OK. I wasn’t ready at all for that,”

“I will make it up to you,” his face was earnest. He really reminded Carmen of a little boy. The contrast was a little confusing. One moment he was a young man; strong and confident in himself. The next he was her lover, taking her body to places she had almost forgotten and then, he was like this; a little boy expecting to be chastised for something he did wrong.

Is this how Stiffler’s Mom felt when Paul Finch “seduced” her on that pool table? Was the conflict between the little boy and the man what drew her to Finch? Ryan was not like Finch. He was tall and athletic. He DEFINITELY wasn’t a virgin. He knew things but at the same time he acted like a kid.

“How do you plan to make it up to me?” Carmen was shocked at the words that came out of her mouth.

Ryan’s eyes took on a glow that spoke straight to Carmen’s groin. He put his hands around her waist and lifted her onto the bench. He stood between her legs and looked into her eyes as his fingers teased her pussy. His thumb stroked her clit and two fingers slid inside her. Carmen’s breathing became harder.

“You like that?” the little boy was gone. In front of her was a man, confident, sexy.

“Yes,” she breathed as his fingers hooked slightly inside her, grazing over her g-spot.

“Would you like me to lick you?” his breathing was heavier.

“Yes please,”

Ryan ducked his head between her legs and stroked her clit with his tongue. Carmen moaned and leaned back. One hand twisted into his hair, pushing his face harder against her. His fingers continued to stroke her pussy as he sucked gently on her clit. Everything else in the world seemed to fade away. Nothing mattered, just this moment right now with his face between her legs.

Her orgasm crashed over her, harder than any she had experienced for a long time. For long moments she held his face against her as after shocks spasmed through her. He seemed to be drinking her juice. Eventually he lifted his face. With a grin he wiped his chin.

“I think you liked that.”

Carmen felt weak. She knew she wouldn’t be able to stand yet. “What did you do?”

He smiled wickedly, “It is a trade secret,” he tapped the side of his nose.

“I haven’t climaxed like that in a very long time.” She smiled at him.

Ryan bowed elaborately, “glad to be of service M’am.”

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