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Tasha returned to Napa the week after graduation as planned and had one week before she and Shane would leave for their six week trip to Europe. Just like every summer, Tash would work in the tasting room and assist in special VIP tours and events. She had worked for Rose, our Hospitality Manager, since she was in high school and Tasha had a knack for it, just like her mother, Cherie.As the days flew by before Tasha’s trip, she mentioned over dinner one night that Shane’s mother, Lori, had texted her. Tasha explained that they talked, and Lori booked a VIP Tour and Tasting for her and three of her Santa Cruz friends. A “Girl’s Weekend” in Napa type of thing.The valley has seen a rise of these party type events with bachelorette parties, girl’s weekends, and the like. I was not a big fan of them as it seemed like most just wanted to get buzzed on good wine, and few bought bottles or club memberships. But if they’re willing to drop thirty bucks on a flight of five wines so be it.“I hope you didn’t charge her, did you?” I asked.“Of course not. Lori has really been there for me since mom died. More so than Aunt Cheryl,” she said, referring to Cherie’s twin sister. “But Lori did ask if you can give the tour. I told her I’d ask you.”“I’d be happy to do it for her. I just hope Shane hasn’t told her about our hookups,” I said.Shane looked at me, rolled her eyes, and said, “C’mon, I’m eating. I don’t even want to think about my father and my bestie in bed together.”**Tasha and Shane had left for Europe, and I was following their special trip Instagram account and their blog every day after work. It looked like they were having a wonderful time.One Thursday Rose texted me a reminder: “Lori Shuman VIP Tour & Tasting. Friday 1 pm.” It was in my calendar thanks to Tasha, but the closer it got to harvest the less free time I had to do these VIP tours.I arrived at the tasting room on Friday at twelve-fifty-five. No sign of Lori Shuman or her girlfriends. I checked in with Liana and she confirmed that they had not arrived yet.I went behind the tasting bar and began saying hello to the guests and thanking them for visiting. I lost track of time but kept looking at people as they entered the room. Finally, I saw Lori. Twenty minutes late. And she was by herself.I finished my conversation with a couple from Texas and approached Lori in the middle of the tasting room. “Hi Lori,” I said. I did notice that Lori looked like a million dollars, however. Impure thoughts raced through my mind, wondering if Lori was as much fun as her daughter Shane.“Hello, Scott. I’m so sorry I am late. The traffic on 680 was horrible,” she said. “And it wasn’t much better here in the valley either.”Laughing, “Welcome to Friday Gridlock on Highway Twenty-nine,” I said. After a short pause, I asked, “Where are your friends?”Lori’s head tilted a bit, and she had a slight grin on her face. She looked around the tasting room and whispered, “They’re not coming. I was hoping I could get a private tour from you.”Being a bit clueless and not picking up on what she was saying I told Lori, “Oh, okay. Let’s get started.”“Scott, can we talk bahis siteleri privately?” she asked.“Sure, we can use Rose’s office. Wait here,” I told her as I checked with Rose about her small office off the tasting room.“Okay, this way,” I said motioning with my hand.Lori stepped up next to me and slid her arm in mine as we walked the short thirty feet to Rose’s office. It was then when it clicked with me that Lori might have ulterior motives.When I closed the office door Lori was right next to me. “Scott, I know about your hookups with Shane. She told me. She’s an adult and can do what she wants,” Lori said. “Shane said she initiated it.”I was a bit in shock that Shane had told her mother about our multiple hookups. Before I could utter a word, she grabbed both of my hands and put them on her hips.“And she said what an excellent lover you are,” Lori said. “Jess and I have an open marriage. We each get two hall passes each year, but never with anyone who lives in Santa Cruz. He’s in LA for dental education classes this weekend and will probably sleep with someone too.”“Interesting,” was all I could say. “So what did you have in mind?”“I saw the way you looked at me during graduation weekend. You wondered if I was a good fuck, didn’t you?” she said.A bit in shock from her bluntness I muttered, “Yes, I did. And I still do.”Lori smiled, “So why don’t we spend the weekend together. I have a hotel room and you have your house. I’d love to spend the weekend with you as your pretend girlfriend.”By now I had a big smile on my face and a growing hardon. “Okay, I like where this is going. You can stay with me, why don’t you cancel your hotel?” I said.“It’s paid for, this being Napa and a weekend. Besides, I love hotel sex. Clean, crisp white sheets, lots of pillows, and big king beds,” she said.“That does sound nice,” I admitted. My mind flashed to my master suite and its gray bed sheets, photos of Cherie and I from our travels, and all of our memories in that house. I made a mental note: refresh your bedroom. Sheets, art, etc.It was now eight months since my wife had died unexpectedly of cancer. Sure, I’ve had the hookups with Shane, but otherwise I had not had one thought about dating. A few buddies had brought the subject up, and a few single (widows & divorced) women from town had flirted with me, but I wasn’t in the right mindset. Standing in Rose’s office I decided right there to enjoy the weekend with Lori, and to use her knowledge to prep me for the dating world.“So, when do I get my VIP Tour? I don’t think this office is on the list,” Lori said laughing.“Look,” I said, “let’s enjoy this weekend with each other. The tour begins now.” I took Lori by the hand and headed back to the tasting room.“Since it’s just you, I’ll give you the vineyard tour from my truck. Then we’ll go into the winery and press room, the barrel room, and end up back here. Let’s go,” I told Lori.As I assisted Lori into my truck, I gave her a nice short kiss on the lips. She responded by opening her mouth and parting my lips with her tongue. As we broke, we both smiled. “There is more of that anytime you want it,” Lori canlı bahis siteleri said seductively.Over the course of the next ninety minutes, I showed Lori several blocks of different varietal grapes and the entire winery operation. We also shared a good dozen kisses along the way. At one point I showed her Casa Vino from about a hundred yards.“I can’t wait to see your house. Shane said it is beautiful,” Lori said.We returned to the tasting room where we had two flights of wine, both red and white. I was interrupted several times from customers who recognized me from our website.One woman gave Lori the once over and it was obvious. “And who are you?” asked the woman with a heavy Boston accent.Laughing, Lori responded. “Just a family friend. Our daughters are college besties, and they graduated this year. The girls are in Europe for six weeks, so Scott invited me over for the weekend.”This seemed to shut up the Boston woman. I thanked her group for coming and secretly told Rose to comp their tasting fees.It was now just after three o’clock and it was a warm day in the Napa Valley. I suggested to Lori that we go back to my house for a swim and that I’d call Lupe and ask her to prep stuff for dinner.I walked Lori to her car and told her to follow me back to Casa Vino. Somewhat sarcastically Lori asked, “Will I need my bikini?”“That’s up to you. But I’m guessing you have a full-body tan like Shane,” I replied in an equally sarcastic tone.Upon arrival at the house, I introduced Lori to Lupe and explained she’d be here most of the weekend and that she could have the weekend off. “I’ll see you Monday morning at eight o’clock. Enjoy the weekend Lupe,” I told her.“Thank you, Scott,” said Lupe. She paused for a moment, “Miss Lori, you look very familiar. Are you from the valley?”Both Lori and I laughed a bit. “No, not from the valley,” Lori said. “But you’ve met my daughter, Shane. Tasha’s bestie.”Lupe’s eyes widened and she looked at me. I know she had heard the breakfast conversation between Tasha, Shane, and me the night after Shane surprised me in bed.“Her mother? You look like you could be her sister,” Lupe saidLori blushed, “Thank you. We hear that all the time.”The truth was that Lori and Shane could pass for sisters. Lori could pass for thirty-five, not her age of forty-seven. Lori was in great shape, had flawless skin, and had all of the same sexy features as her daughter. She was five-nine, a size six, about a 36D, with beautiful long blonde hair and crystal blue eyes.“Enjoy your weekend here in the valley. I’m sure Scott will be a great host,” Lupe said as she made her way out of the kitchen.Finally, alone in the privacy of my kitchen I pinned Lori against the kitchen island. I ground my hard cock into her torso as I leaned in to kiss her. I felt her hand rubbing my cock through my jeans, so I moved one hand to her breast and gave her a nice soft squeeze. Lori moaned softly.“Couch or the pool?” I asked.“Couch,” Lori replied.As we moved into the great room, I unzipped her royal blue dress and let it fall to the floor. She wore a bra of the same color which I unclasped releasing canlı bahis her amazing tits. Nice areolas and hard nipples starred at me, so I had to take each breast in my mouth again making Lori moan softly.“Oh, your mouth is magical,” she said.I stopped long enough to pull down her royal thong and had her step out of her clothes. I also removed her nude color Christian Louboutin high heels. My hands made their way down and around to her fantastic ass. It was obvious Lori spends time in the gym.I sat down on the couch and started to untie my work boots. When I rose to take off my Levi 501’s Lori said, “I’ll do that.” She unbuckled my brown leather belt and removed it from the jeans. “This might be fun later,” she said with a giggle. I was soon back on the couch with her making out and our hands were exploring each other’s naked bodies.I was fingering her hot wet pussy and she was stroking my fat hard cock when the first drop of pre-cum coated my mushroom head. She slowed her stroking of my dick looking at each sweet sticky drop of deliciousness roll on my head. Using two fingers she dabbed the small pool of pre-cum and slowly raised her fingers causing two web-thin ropes between her fingers and my cock.“Mmmmm, that looks so hot,” Lori said. She licked her fingers and added, “So sweet and sticky.” She squeezed my cock hard as she forced out another large drop. This time she bent over and licked it off. Her tongue touching my cock made me twitch.I removed my fingers from her honey pot and offered them to Lori. She opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. I placed my fingers in her mouth and she sucked my fingers clean as she teased my fingers with her tongue.“Fuck,” I said. I gotta fuck you right now. I’m so horny!” I told her.“Yes. Right here in doggy,” Lori said as she moved to the far end of the couch, placing her forearms on the couch armrest and on her knees. As I moved in behind her she dropped her left foot to the floor, widening her access point.My cock was like a heat-seeking-missile easily entering Lori’s freshly waxed pussy. I slid in with no resistance as she was so wet. “Damn, you’re tight,” I said.“Kegels,” she said laughing. She then clenched her muscles around my cock. “Well, Kegels and ben wa balls.”“Holy fuck, that was cool!” I said.We fucked in doggy for almost ten minutes. I slapped her ass a few times, reached around and caressed her tits, and Lori fingered her “magic bean” as well. She started to breathe heavily and was pushing back on my cock with every thrust of my hips. “Fuck me hard and fast. I’m going to cum!” she said.I grabbed her hips and moved up closer to her ass as I continued to hit it hard and fast. Soon Lori’s legs were shaking, and she was screaming, “Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Yes! I’m cumming!”I slowed down a bit as she rode out her orgasm. I also caressed her ass and lower back. After a long minute, Lori turned her head to look at me, “Now it’s your turn you big stud. I want your load all over my face,” she said.This was something I had never done with my wife. I loved facial porn videos and fantasized about shooting my load on a woman’s face as I jacked off, but it was nothing Cherie and I had ever done, or even talked about. Sure, I had a few errant spurts of jizz land on her cheek when blowing my load into her mouth, but never had I shot a load on her eyes or forehead on purpose.

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