Welcome to the new, re-written version of Cougar Town! I hope you like the re-work!


Warning! This story contains adult content (Sexual and Language).

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Chapter #1

The Dream


My car had been on the fritz for the past week and it was becoming an issue. I called my son Jasper, asking him to come take a look at it for me. He promised he would. I was thankful that I didn't need to have the damned thing towed to a mechanic. Those guys always seemed to find something else wrong with your car. I swear to the sweet chubby cherubs, you take your car in for a battery change and they end up finding that it needs a new alternator, some new plugs, and new brakes. Crooked bastards.

My son Jasper and his friend Edward Cullen co-own an auto repair shop. I've known Edward for three years now and I must admit that he is a yummy piece of eye candy. Sometimes I feel like a Pervy Penelope even admitting that about my sons' friend, especially because Edward is almost two decades younger than I am. But since I had turned forty-two, the title of Cougar has really started to take effect.

Once I padded my ass down the stairs I turned on the coffee pot and cranked up the stereo, tossing in one of my favorite cd's. I was still in my panties, camisole and a thigh length silk robe, when the door bell rang. Figuring it was my son, I opened the door.

"Good morning, baby boy."

"Well, good morning to you too buttercup," said Edward, smiling his signature lopsided grin.

I would have shit my pants seven ways to Sunday…if I was wearing any.

Edward stood there, trailing his eyes up and down my body under heavily hooded lashes. His lips parted slightly. His eyebrow cocked. His searing gaze scorching my skin.

Now let me explain. Technically, I hadn't had sex in over a year. Since Jasper's father and I divorced, my pussy has encountered a serious drought. Albeit, there has been the occasional nub flicking session I'd given myself, not to mention playing with B.O.B. But, nothing ever replaced the feel of a man's hard, throbbing cock between my legs. My damn mouth watered just thinking about it.

"Oh, hey Edward," I said wrapping my arms around me for extra concealment. "What, um, can I do for you?"

His eyes silently took me in. "Jasper asked me to come over and take a look at your car. He said you were having issues with it. He had something he needed to take care of so he figured that I might be able to help you out." It didn't escape my notice that Edward's eyes were silently trained on the 'V' of my cleavage.

His chiseled jaw tighten as he spoke to me. To be quite honest it turned me on, causing a slow, burning ache between my legs.

"Oh, okay, well, that's nice of you to come all this way. Just let me go up stairs and get changed, "I replied. "There's coffee in the kitchen and my keys are on the cabinet. Help yourself to whatever you'd like."

I took the stairs two at a time because really, I was getting lightheaded just thinking about the young piece of man-meat in my foyer; a healthy, young, gorgeous man that could take care of said ache between my legs in a heartbeat.

Once I reached my bedroom, I closed the door and leaned against it. I was sure the ache I felt in my chest was a heart attack coming on.

I exhaled a much needed breath and pushed away from the door. As I rummaged through my chest of drawers, looking for something decent to wear, I must not have been paying much attention to my surroundings. As I pulled out a pair of blue lace panties, I felt heat radiate off of my back. It seared to the top of my head and down to the tips of my toes which made my entire body shiver.

When I finally brought myself to turn around, Edward was standing behind me inches from my face. His deep green eyes were dark and full of lust and want. I tried to speak. I really did. But, like all things fucked up, the words were stuck. I almost felt mute, a mute with a pool of moisture between her legs. I couldn't speak.

I had never, in the three years I've known Edward, really looked at him. I mean looked at him the way I was now.

As Edward reached up and cupped the side of my face in his hand, I slowly took in every feature on his beautiful face. His deep green eyes, his strong jaw, the light stubble that blanketed the area around his mouth and chin, and his hair. My fingers itched to pull the sexy bronze mess on his head.

I wanted him.

I wanted Edward Cullen.

I wanted my son's best friend.

There was no denying it any further.

I needed him inside me.

I wanted his mouth on my naked flesh and between my milky thighs.

My skin prickled with goose bumps just by the simple touch of his strong hand, as he trailed his index finger down the side of my face and neck until he reached my right breast, tracing its underside excruciatingly slow.

With his face mere inches from mine, he furrowed his brows. "Is this okay?" he asked, apprehension laced his voice, as his index finger continued the sweet, sexy torture.

I sucked in a shallow breath. "Yes," I told him as my body trembled with anticipation.

A slow growl seeped through his lips. He looked into my eyes, searching for confirmation, as I nodded my head for him to continue. He took my nipple between his index finger and thumb and began rolling it, sending sparks straight to my eager pussy.

"Oh, God," I moaned, earning a dark, wild look in Edward's eyes.

Without warning, he buried his face in the curve of my neck, all the while continuing to roll my taut nipple, increasing the pressure with each pass.

My rigid frame succumbed to his actions as he laid open kisses on my neck, tracing small circles with his tongue. His hot breath began scorching my skin, causing my knees to buckle. I felt my body jolt with pleasure, as he ran his tongue from my neck up to my ear, taking my earlobe in between his teeth.

"I want to fuck you." His voice was thick with desire. "I want to do things to you that no man has ever done before," he said, trailing his tongue along my jaw line. "And, I need to be deep inside this." His voice was full of lust as he slid his long fingers under my silk robe, through the top of my panties, until he reached my the apex between my legs.

My mind was in total chaos. Logical thinking went out the window the moment he touched me.

"I need to taste you, Bella," he said with a slow urgency. "Let me taste your sweet pussy."

Before I could utter a coherent response, his lips crashed down on mine. I released a guttural moan as I felt the sting of desire race through my body. As our lips meshed together in a heated frenzy, Edward closed the small space between us, bringing his hands up the side of my face, and lacing them through my hair, pulling my face closer to his if that was even possible.

Feeling his rock hard bulge pressed into my hip, I knew exactly what it was that I wanted.

"Please," I shamelessly begged as I pulled away from his kiss swollen lips. "Touch me."

In one swift move Edward picked me up off the floor, wrapping his arms around my waist, as I wound my legs around his waist, all the while continuing to kiss me with heated passion. He carried me to my bed, gently lying me down. I watched as he stared at me, our eyes locking.

"You don't know how long I've wanted you," he said, taking me in.

He hooked his hands up underneath the backs of my legs and pulled me to the edge of the bed, allowing him complete access to what'd he'd been wanting.

And then…he dropped to his knees.

My head, my heart, and my pussy were at war. My head saying 'no', my heart screaming 'yes' and my pussy telling them both to shut the fuck up.

As my body relented, Edward slid his fingers up under the elastic of my panties, pulling them away from my hips, and throwing them on to the floor.

"Spread your legs baby. Wide." He didn't move, didn't speak, he just gazed. "Fucking beautiful."

And then…he made me see stars.

I could hear Nine Inch Nails "Closer" playing downstairs, the bass thumping and vibrating off the walls, as he trailed his finger up and down my slick, wet folds, dipping it slow and deep.

"Oh, fuck yes," I pleasurably cried out, arching my back, and needing it deeper. Deeper, Edward!"

As he continued to finger fuck me, slipping in a third digit, stretching my aching walls, I felt his hot breath as he placed his open mouth on me.

My body shook and my hips writhed off the bed. "More. Please, give me more," I begged, gripping his hair, pulling him even closer to my aching core.

Edward rapidly flicked my swollen clit with his tongue, as he continued to pump his fingers into my wet core.

I wanted to grab him by the hair and pull him even closer to me.

I wanted to taste him.

I wanted to feel him inside me.

I needed whatever he was willing to give me.

Everything from the erotic song to the erotic man, lavishing me with his mouth, sent me careening over the edge.

My hips bucked with each pump of Edward's delectable fingers. As each pass of his thick tongue swiped over my swollen clit, sucking and nibbling, swirling and nipping, the tightening in my belly intensified as my release was being pulled from me.

"Cum for me, Bella," Edward whispered, pulling away from my wet core, continuing to thrust his fingers deep inside of me. "I need see that pussy cum. Make that pussy cum for me, Bella."

His erotic, naughty words, coaxing me along, were my undoing. Feeling the tightening in my belly, I rocked my hips forward, pulling his hair, bringing him closer to me. I felt my walls clench around him as I rose and fell, calling his name.

"Oh fuck, Edward! Yes! Harder!" I screamed as he licked and plunged deeper inside of me, pulling every ounce of my release from me.

"That's it, baby. Let it go. Let me have all of it," he said as my body writhed and shook beneath him. "Fuck," he breathed, licking the rest of the moisture from my swollen, wet folds. "That was fucking hot."

As I came down from my high, looking down at Edward as he stuck each finger in his mouth and licked me clean off of them, a sudden charge of boldness washed over me. I wanted to give Edward exactly what he'd just given to me. I wanted to have him deep in my mouth, writhing beneath my touch. I needed to give this to him. I could taste it.

"Stand up Edward," I said, running my hands over my breasts, pinching and tugging at my nipples, causing the all too familiar build-up in my belly. "I need to taste you."

"Keep touching yourself," he instructed as he started unbuttoning his work shirt.

His chest was cut to perfection, solid and hard. His strong hands gripped grip shirt and slid it off of his shoulders, throwing it on to the floor. He made quick work of unbuttoning the fly of his jeans, slipping them over his defined hips and over his ass, letting them slide to the floor as he stepped out of them.

"Touch your pussy, Bella," he said as he hooked his fingers in the waistband of his boxer briefs, pulling them down in the same fashion as his jeans. "I want to see you touch yourself."

I stroked my glistening folds, eagerly dipping my finger inside, watching Edward release his massive, hard cock in front of me. My mouth went instantly dry as I stared at the beautiful man at the end of my bed.

Edward wrapped his hand around his impressive length and began to slowly pump back and forth, bringing his hand down his shaft and working it back up, teasing the head with his thumb at each pass, making my pussy even wetter just by watching him.

I wrapped my fingers around his length, looked up at him and winked, "Let's see if years of practice paid off. Shall we?" He flashed a wide smile at me, bit his bottom lip and winked back at me. That's all it took.

I leaned forward and began to lick his swollen tip making him gasp, "Oh…Shit!"

"Do you like that?" I asked teasingly.

"Fuck yes. Please don't stop," He begged.

I slowly trailed my tongue underneath his shaft from base to tip massaging his sack. "Fuck Bella," he said shakily.

I chuckled softly. "Breathe, Edward."

I began sucking his full length relaxing my throat to take him all the way in. Sliding my mouth up and down his throbbing shaft, loving on every inch of it. His deep moans made me suck harder and faster, as my hand stroked him.

He grabbed the back of my hair, pulling me down onto him, leading the way, up and down, in and out, as I continued to taste him.

I finally released him with a popping sound and licked my lips. "Edward, I want you inside me, now," I demanded. My body yearned to be connected to his, feeling him deep within my swollen walls.

"Lay down," he said. As he crawled onto my bed, he brought his mouth closer to my ear and whispered, "You might wanna hold on tight." He kissed my lips again and winked.

As he aligned himself to my demanding and waiting pussy, I could hear the faint sound of noise, a ringing rather. The ringing continued to get louder and louder as I tried to ignore it and concentrate on the beautiful man before me.

And then….

"Hello?" I said in a state of confusion, mind reeling and my girly parts twitching.

"Hey Ms. Swan. It's Edward."

"Edward?" I asked looking around my room completely fucking confused.

"Yeah. Jasper said that you needed your car looked at so he asked me to stop by and take a look at it. He had to take care of something. Is it okay to stop by in an hour?"

"Uh…sure Edward. That'll be fine."

"Okay Ms. Swan, see you then."

I laid in my bed trying to figure what the hell just happened.

"Holy Crap!" I bellowed, giving myself a dramatic face palm. "STUPID FUCKING DREAM!"