Angela

When: March 1983 to April 1984

Status: Married, no kids
Occupation: Pharmacist
Meetings: 32.
Age: 25.

Okay, time to do a little catching-up from my previous posts here. I don't mean updates (which I also have to do some work on, as well), but references to other girls in previous posts. And one that keeps nagging at me is Angela, the girl I met (and done did) at Four Corner Ronnie's party.

I could just have you go to Ronnie's entry and read up on my first encounter with Angela, but I thought I'd just repost the part where I met Angela and then pick it up from there.

The Party

In March of 1983, Ronnie threw a party. Her ex had taken the girls down to San Diego for the weekend to go to Sea World. She called me the week before and invited me, saying, "Lots of girls, Ryan....but no touchy-touchy any married women. I don't want you getting shot, especially at my place." "Fine, fine."

So I arrived at her place on the following Friday night and joined the fun. Drinks, people, music, food...yeah, pretty much a party.

Nothing much memorable happened until around 1 in the morning. Everybody had left except a married couple named Carl and Angela. Ronnie and her married friends were pretty drunk at this point. I wasn't (I'm not a big drinker most of the time). I sat on the love seat next to Ronnie and she laid out on my lap.

Carl and Angela were in their mid-twenties and had been married for four years. They were making out on the couch across from us and watching them got me hard. I must've poked Ronnie right in the back. She laughed and said, "You getting hot, Ryan?" I was....uh, embarrassed to say the least.

The three of them laughed and started disrobing. Fuck, Angela was a little hottie. Seeing her naked got me over my self-consciousness fast. I stripped down and started eating Ronnie out. Angela was sucking Carl's hard cock. After making Ronnie cum, she started sucking my cock. I heard Carl groaning and knew he was about to cum as well.

As Ronnie sucked me, I could see out of the corner of my eye that we were being watched. I never would've thought it could be such a turn-on. Angela was lying on Carl and they were alternating between kissing and watching us. Soon I couldn't take anymore and said, "Ronnie, I'm gonna cum baby." "Spray it on my tits". I pulled out and obliged her, unloading a ton of cum on her tits.

Ronnie got up and cleaned up. I stayed and relaxed and watched Carl and Angela making out again. When Ronnie got back, I ate her out some more and had her sit up on the couch. I started my hand job on her, working it to perfection. I looked over and noticed that Angela and Carl were watching intently. After a couple of minutes, Ronnie yelled out and had a huge orgasm.

Carl looked at me and said, "Dude, what was that?" Figuring I could get a full view of Angela's pussy, I started describing it to him. Finally, Carl said, "Do it on her." Okay, this fellow was big. Big frame. Big cock. Big muscles. Big everything. I really wasn't anxious to accept his offer.

"No man, it's cool. Don't worry about it." 

Angela said, "Yeah, I'd love to have you try it on me, Ryan. Please?"

Okay then. I knew Ronnie wouldn't care. Maybe she could end up fucking that huge cock of Carl's.

Carl sat over with Ronnie and I had Angela sit up and I did the same thing I did with Ronnie. I started by sucking on her clit a little bit and then started. It only took a couple of minutes before Angela arched her back and came. She then whispered, "Fuck me."

Okay....fuck this hottie in front of her husband.....uh.....

I looked over to gauge Carl's reaction to me jacking off his wife and saw that Ronnie was already sucking his nine incher. So I sat on the couch and Angela straddled me and slid down my cock.

This lady was turned on big-time, and so was I. I quickly lost my concern about Carl and starting enjoying the hot lady banging me. I cast another glance over at Ronnie and Carl was giving it to her good.

I could hear Ronnie cumming, followed by Carl. That sent Angela over the edge and after she came, I filled her pussy up with my cum.

We all got cleaned up and talked for a bit. Soon, we all passed out out the floor. I hadn't had much to drink, but the other three had. But I was beat and soon passed out with my arm draped over Ronnie. Around 3:30, I woke up and had to hit the bathroom. After that, I headed to the kitchen and grabbed a coke. And a sandwich, of course.

I was sitting there eating when Angela came in. "

Man, woke up and couldn't sleep." 
"I hear you there." 

Angela hadn't bothered getting dressed, and neither had I. We made some small talk--very quietly--and after awhile, she said, "You and Ronnie aren't a couple, are you?" 
"Just friends who like to fool around once in awhile." 
"That's cool. So......" and she looked over my shoulder to make sure her husband was asleep, "I was wondering....if you'd like to get together sometime. Just you and me."

"I would but Ronnie would have a fit if we did. Tonight was one thing....but....."
"She'll never know. Neither will Carl. He can't know. Tonight only happened because we were all drunk. We did swap once....but only that one time. But I liked that hand thing you did. I bet you have more tricks up your sleeve."

"You ever had a guy eat your ass?"
"No.....you do that?"
"Oh yeah."
"How about you show me now?"
"Now?"
"They won't wake up. C'mon."

I followed Angela into Ronnie's room. We got down on the floor and started making out. I had her lie on her stomach and gave her my deluxe ass-eating treatment. It take virtually no time before she groaned softly and came. Angela whispered, "That was great," and started sucking my cock. She got it nice and hard and got on all fours.

I got up behind her and slid my cock right inside her. As I started thrusting inside of her, she kept bucking her ass against hard and fast.

So I increased my pace and starting giving her a nice, hard fuck. I had my hands on her ass and pulled her to me every time I thrust into her. Soon she was cumming and urging me to cum inside her again.

Finally, I couldn't hold it off and poured my remaining cum into her pussy. I pulled out and she got up carefully and ran to the bathroom to clean up. I went back to the kitchen and waited for her. A few minutes later, she sat down with me again.

"So, you wanna meet me again?""Definitely. Ronnie never finds out?"
"No. Nobody but us. Cool?""Cool.""Hold on. I'll get my number.""Okay."

Angela came back and handed me her business card. She was a pharmacist at a drug store in Rancho Cucamonga. She said, "Give me your number, Ryan."

I took another business card and wrote it down.

"Great. Anything I need to know?"
"I live at home, so if one of my parents answers, just say you're a friend and to call you back." "Great. I work rotating shifts.... soooooo....well, you know. Hey, I work the 2nd shift next week....come visit," she said.

We went back to the living room and laid back down on the floor. Neither Ronnie nor Carl had woken up. Both were really out. I was drifting off when I felt a hand rubbing my chest. I turned onto my side and faced Angela and we started kissing again. I started sucking her nipples and she started stroking my cock.

She pulled me on top off her and I slid in again. Hey, I was only 19. Your cock never goes down at that age. I thrust into her slowly and quietly. We kissed through the whole fuck. That girl knew how to french kiss.

Her legs were wrapped over mine and her hands were on my ass, pulling me into her. The room was almost completely dark, so I wanted to pay real attention to her body. I knew she wouldn't be moaning for fear of waking up her husband. Finally, I could feel her body stiffen, her breathing become heavier and finally return to normal.

After she came, I leaned down and whispered, "Yes?" She whispered "Yes,baby....anytime you want." I took a few more thrusts and unloaded into her. Not there was much to unload. In fact she didn't even have to clean up.

We all woke up around nine the next morning. I was prepared to run like the wind if Carl, under the sober light of the morning, had changed his mind about me hand-jobbing his wife. No prob. "Hey man....how you doing?" he groaned. I went and took a shower and got dressed and headed for home.

End of Party Entry

Okay, so we're caught up.

As mentioned, I did visit Angela at her job a few days later. She worked as a pharmacist for the Thrifty Drug Store in Rancho Cucamonga. So one afternoon I decided that I needed something I could only find at Thrifty (like aspirin or something). I went back the pharmacy area and browsed around the area, looking at knee braces, contraceptives, and vitamins and trying to see if I could see her.

I was still unsure about calling her at work, so I came (hehehehe I said, "came") unannounced. She had mentioned that she rotated between first and second shifts, but was working the second that week. Finally, I caught a glimpse of her behind the glass, so I moved closer to her work area.

It didn't take long for her to see me, either. She turned to a girl, (presumably a pharmacy tech, judging by her youthful appearance) and said, "Jennifer, I'm taking a break". She mouthed "Meet me outside," and walked away. I waited a few seconds and followed her outside, where I saw her leaning against her car, having a smoke.

She smiled at me.

"Hey. Thought you forgot about me!"

"Nah, not at all."
"Good. So.....still up for some more fun?"

"When and where?"

"My place at 11:00. Carl's in San Diego until Sunday."

"You got it."

I went home and waited till 10:30. My parents hit the sheets around10:00 each night, so I left a note telling them that I'd be crashing over at Jim's house. I then headed over to the hospital.

Angela lived on Ninth Street, right across the street from San Antonio Community Hospital in Upland. There was plenty of free parking on the street and she told me to park a bit down and walk through the alley to her place and go through her gate into her backyard, where she'd meet me.

Yeah, it was dark, but you can never be too careful.  

I got to the hospital around ten to eleven and found a good space and parked. At 2:57 or so, I got out of my car and walked to her house. I turned into the alley, made sure no one was around, and quickly walked through her garage.

"Hey honey."

Angela was on her back porch, smiling at me.

"C'mon. Let's go to the bedroom."

We went to her bedroom and laid down on the bed and kissed for several minutes. I ran my hands up and down her back and then started rubbing her pussy through her pants. "Mmmmmm....." I did this for another minute or so and then got up on my knees so I could undo her pants.

She lifted her ass up and I pulled her pants off. Then I took off my shirt and got up between her legs and started eating her pussy. I wanted to make her cum and get her nice and wet before I gave her the Palm Pilot.

After licking up and down her lips for a bit, she took her hands and spread them, exposing her hard clit. I started licking and sucking it while I put my finger in her pussy.

"Two fingers, baby....two fingers...."

I obliged and slid my index and middle fingers into her and went back to sucking on her clit. Another minute or so, she cried out and came. After several seconds of silence, I said, "You taste great, Angela."

She smiled back and said, "You feel great." I held up my palm. "Yes?" "Oh fuck, yes."

I took my palm and....well, you know how it goes. A little lube, some gentle pressure, teasing the lips, inserting my finger....and soon Angela was cumming loudly.

Angela smiled and said, "Awesome. On your back." I laid back and she started blowing me. "Let me know when you're cumming baby..." Well, I was 20 and had been making her cum since I got there. So me cumming wouldn't take all day.

She rubbed my balls and fucked my cock with her warm mouth. She was curled up enough so that I could finger her asshole as she blew me. And that didn't help my cause....it just turned me on more.

Before I knew it, I stiffened, groaned that I was cumming and she pulled her mouth off of my cock. I sprayed a ton of cum all over my chest and stomach.

We rested for a bit and then I rolled Angela onto her stomach and buried my face in her ass. I rimmed her, and tongued her asshole. She laid there with her chin propped up in her hands, just moaning as I worked on her great ass. I rimmed her for about ten minutes and then she put her hands down on the bed, arched her back and came.

She spun onto her back and spread her legs.

"Time to fuck, Ryan."

Well, I knew she was on the pill, so awayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy we go! I slid in and we spent the next several minutes fucking so hard that we nearly went airborne. We were getting a great "bounce" factor from her mattress and man, that baby was squeaking. It's still cool to think about it.

Angela loved being fucked hard and fast. I was happy to oblige and braced myself for the best leverage I could get. I could feel her hands gripping my ass as I slammed into her again and again.

And she loved talking.

"C'mon....fuck me....harder....make me cum....fuck my pussy baby....."

So I'm fucking her....and hearing that....and she's cumming.....I couldn't hold on. I let out a loud groan, and as I took that last thrust, she said, "That's it baby....fill me up...."

I did. And we spent the entire night fucking and going down on each other. We fucked each other in every position we could think of (except shortstop).

And everything went well with Angela for over a year. We'd meet up every now and again and then fuck like crazy. Some meetings were sleepovers at her place and others would last for an hour or two.

Sometimes, when Carl would do some traveling on business we'd take a quick trip outof town. Once we even took a three-day weekend to San Francisco. The relationship wasn't too intense emotionally. We enjoyed each other's company and loved the sex. That's where it ended.

She never asked about who I was seeing and I never pried into her marriage or asked if she were cheating with anybody else. I didn't really care. I was getting to fuck this beautiful woman so I just left well enough alone. I didn't make demands of her and vice-versa.

So one day we were cuddling up in bed after a nice session when she kissed me on the cheek and said, "I have something to tell you."

"Okay, what?"

"Carl and I are splitting up."

"Can I ask why?"
"Not cuz of you, silly," she laughed. "We're just not compatible. We've grown apart. Whatever cliche you want to use. We're just not happy."

"Wow."

"And another thing. A month or so ago, I applied for a job with a hospital in Portland. So I went up and interviewed....and a couple of days ago they called and offered it to me."

"Sounds like you're going to take it."

"Uh huh. I love it up there. Fresh start."

And that was that. Like me, Angela was in it for the sex and nothing more. We liked each other, of course, but no way were we going to get involved romantically. I was still in college and she was established in her career. And our personalities weren't a match either.

So Angela headed up to Portland and got her fresh start. And I kept on keeping on. I never did hear from her again, and neither did Ronnie. My only regret about Angela is not getting to fuck her more than I did. I had other girls of course. But Angela was something special in bed.

Kind of sad, but that was the only way she really was special to me. Oh well.

One night, a couple of weeks after Angela and I ended it, I was in bed with Ronnie, relaxing after a good time.

She said, "Hey, you remember Angela and Carl? From my party last year?"

"Uh huh."

"They're getting a divorce."
"Really? They seemed really happy. But I just met them that one time."

"Yeah. I guess not. She took a job in Portland."

"Wow. Go figure."
"Yeah. Know what I never got about her?"
"What?"
"Those fucking eyelashes."

"Huh. I never noticed."

"Beautiful girl, though."
"Yeah, definitely." 

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