Country Lover

I glanced at the hastily written down counseling on the seat beside me as I drove. `` SWF to contribution up-market suburban home and expenses Call Alex 555-3649 ''

I had phoned as soon as I spotted the advertising in our local newspaper. I was answered by an answering automobile, a cultured female person voice spoke clearly and deliberately, `` Hi this is Alex, if you are phoning about my advert in the Belmont Bugle, I have found someone, thank you very much for phoning, if the call is for me, personally, please leave a message after the bleep. Bye ''

I sighed and left a message anyway. `` Hi Alex, my name is Vicky I saw your advert in the `` bugleweed '', and know that I am too lately, but if the somebody you have chosen does n't turn out, or variety their creative thinker, delight establish me a yell, your name speech sound like just what I am looking for, I can be reached at 555-1011 ``

I had broken off my date, when I discovered my fiancé in the missionary position with one of his co-workers. By the clip he had gotten his penis out of the red headed woman 's vagina, beneath him I had thrown the half-karat rhombus conflict ring across the width of the rather seedy motel room. His pleas to wait, he could explain fell on deaf ears.

It took about an hr to arrange for a removal company to amass and store the piece of furniture I had bought when I had moved in to my ex-fiancé Dave 's apartment after the engagement. I packed my apparel, and left, I dropped off the social movement door key at the removal company along with a list of my will power I wanted stored and found irregular accommodation with a lady friend.

My girl, Carrie lived in a one-bedroom flat. She and I had been co-worker and very tightlipped Quaker for over five twelvemonth. We had double dated upon function, slept with the Same man more than once and even enjoyed a brief but stormy sexual family relationship, she had warned me about Dave, I had ignored her advice, and now I was sleeping on her couch, and sharing her rather cramped bathroom. I had contacted every really the three estates office and scanned every newspaper and supermarket advert control panel looking for an flat, but my timing was wrong, being the middle of the month, there was cypher close enough or suitable, so in desperation I had answered the ad to share a home, only to discover that I was again too late.

The call came at about 6-p.m. Carrie and I were sprawled out on the couch eating pizza and watching the news, Carrie handed me the phone. The person had changed her brain and since I sounded so desperate could I get along over immediately for an interview.

I scratched out way to the home, grabbed my keys and blew Carrie a buss, as I swept out the door. There was n't a great deal traffic and the drive over was quick. I had no trouble finding the menage. It was a enceinte face brick home with wide window and was set back from the road, the grass had recently been trimmed and the flowerbed neat and freshly tended.

I knocked ; a well-groomed char immediately opened the door. She had long raven dark hair coiffed carelessly around her expression, which highlighted the lightest gamey eyes I 've ever seen. She was dressed in designer swither ; the Robert Gray and pink clothing suited her. It accentuated her organic structure without blatantly displaying that she had a great body and very large breasts, far larger than my 34D's.She was freshly made up, the muted eye phantasma making the most of her stunning eye colour, and the lip-gloss still dampish and unblemished. I thought she was around thirty. She invited me in and I followed as she walked into the sitting elbow room, her organic structure moving with an indescribable sensuality and rhythm.

The house was decorated as tastefully as the possessor. The furniture and trying on, while not new, were well cared for and straight. I sat on the couch opposite Alex. She sat back in her chair, crossing her legs at her ankles. We discussed trivialities before she showed me over the house. The room she was offering was enormous with large windows and plenty of closet place, directly opposite the door was a bathroom with shower, which I would suffer to share with Alex 's 19-year-old daughter, Sarah, who was away in college. In summation, I would have the run of the domicile, garden and pool. She would need for assistant with meal and housekeeping. As for visitors as long as I was discreet around her daughter, everything was OK. The price she wanted was within my budget and my bank check for first-class honours degree and last was in her hand before she could convert her mind.

I began moving my material over the stick with evening by the weekend everything was unpacked. Alex helped, she made sandwiches while I unpacked, later we sat and watched TV She was learned and intelligent. She had a way of putting mass at rest ; soon Alex and I were thoroughly friends.

I changed my electric cell number, and began to reconstruct my life. Dave soon became a upstage but unpleasant storage, thanks mainly to Alex 's nurturing, and support of my ally. I am not trusted when, exactly, I began falling in lovemaking with Alex, all I knew is that I began to look forward to going plate to her. I began to reject the occasional engagement or Carrie 's invitations to spend a Nox, and spent more time at home. I try hard not to look too long or get too last or spot ; I have far too much esteem for her.

Her girl Sarah came base for the summer holiday like a hurricane, a whirlwind so much like her mom in looks its weird. It would be light to mistake Sarah for Alex 's untested sibling, rather than her daughter. They have a very easy family relationship and spend a lot of time, glad in each former 's ship's company. I tried not to trespass and hold open to myself, only to take Alex or Sarah draw me out of my room, making me join them, or flowing over into my room sprawling on my Rex sized bed, until I became part of their world. Sarah spent most of her vacation when not with us, either on the telephone or dating some stud or other.

One Sabbatum Sarah invited me to conjoin her and her mom at a Western bar just outside of town. I knew Alex liked state euphony, and agreed to go along after a lot of suasion, from Sarah.

I dressed conservatively, in jeans, astray leather belt with a silver buckle that cinched around my narrow shank and checked shirt that showed the dude of my 34D breasts well, I had recently bought new sharp-toed thrill with stiletto blackguard, to make out my outfit.

Sarah had brushed her hair until it shone ; she wore a straw hat with a leather band above the shiny dark hairsbreadth. Her face was scrubbed and only had the lightest hint of red coral lip-gloss. She was poured into skin soused wild blue yonder dungaree jeans ; way besotted than mine, her tartan plaid shirts top four button were opened showing her cleavage to the Charles Herbert Best vantage. A beautiful Brigham Young char out to have a proficient meter with her mom and her mom 's housemate.

It was her mother, who took my breath away, Her long haircloth was brushed away from her os frontale and held back with silver and tortoiseshell butterfly combing, it reached three quarters down her rachis, her make up was far from the usual muted and simple eye phantasma and lip-gloss. She had used dark-brown blush on her buttock, effectively elongating her face and displaying her really dainty cheekbones, silver and naughty eye liner to accentuate her center and drop dead red on her sass, her finger's breadth nails were coated with the superposable hue nail varnish. She wore a tiny red tank top, which, when she walked made her alcoholic breasts jiggle suggesting that she wore no bra. Around her trim waist was a snakeskin bash complete with an oval westerly buckle, which held up a Stuart tartan mini. So unforesightful it hung at least a foot above her genu, Under the bird was a duad of sheer red stockings ; and through the sheer red of her stockings her legs were prospicient and shapely muscled, her feet were thrust into a pair of snakeskin high-heeled western kick that matched her belt.

We climbed into Alex 's minivan, Sarah opting to sit in the vertebral column, so I sat up straw man with the most beautiful womanhood I have ever seen. The drive was filled with laugh and anticipation, Alex entranced me, and she wore a subtle almost familiar fragrance, which I found intoxicating. I drank in every movement she made.

The outside of the bar was well lit, the car parking lot full, it took a patch to find a parking billet, and even then, it was some distance from the entrance. We entered the bar, a din accosted us from every angle, commonwealth music and at least one hundred hoi polloi speaking at once. We followed Alex, as she navigated her way through the crew to a board she had spotted. The tabular array was close to the band, which we could see easily, we sat. A horde of men pushed themselves off the bar towards our tabular array, and stood in lines asking us to dance. Both Alex and I declined every offer. A good-looking cowboy who led Sarah her to the dance floor after pulling her, to her feet, Alex shook her principal at her beautiful daughter and shouted to a passing waitress who nodded and returned with two foaming glasses of beer. One beer became two, two became four as we sat watching the stria and the dancers The music washed over us as former couples gyrated and moved to the strenuous straining of the music.

Alex reached across the mesa and took my hand, `` Come '', she said, and led me to the dance floor.

She held my hand she began to motivate in meter with the music, her sensual drift were in time with every chord she danced before me a mental picture of grace and sensuality. Her ample breasts moved beneath the red tank top, her nipple now blatantly seeable, her eyes upon mine her lips smiling as she saw the direction of my eyes, she moved closer, our torso pressed together as we moved in sentence with the music.

The song ended and I was led back to the mesa, Alex never once let go of my hand. When we sat, Alex lifted my hand to her back talk and kissed the tips of my fingers. Electrical tingling shot up along my arm and directly to my fondness. I sat breathless, as Alex moved her chair until we were alongside each former, she licked her lips almost lewdly, dented forward and kissed me open mouthed on the brim, her tongue slipped into my mouth and I tasted her for the first sentence, her arms drew me close our bodies melding close in the crowded noisy room, I was oblivious to everything but her, and the electric tickle spreading through my belly, making my limb tone like jelly.

She whispered into my ear, `` come baby its time to go. '' I followed the shining hair and red tank car top meekly out of the bustling bar to her minivan, forgetful to anything but the warmth of her mitt in mine. Once the van was out of the parking lot, she drove one handed, her redress mitt began to stroke the peel of my arm and circle my tingle breast, my breath shortened as her fingers boldly undid the buttons of my blouse and then by snaking her hand around my back, she expertly unsnapped my bra. Instantly her hand slid over an vertical nipple, she pinched the rubbery nubbin and tweaked the ensnare teat until it felt white-hot. Instinctively, I had leaned back in the fundament, allowing her more than access. I do n't remember much of the drive place, I can however return with clarity every caress and kiss I was given during the ride.

Alex stopped touching me, as we reached the house. I slid out of the buns, holding my open shirt closed with one handwriting, as I quickly stepped from the drive to the face room access. Alex followed at a more leisurely pace locking the door behind us. She reached for me drawing me secretive as we stood in the living way ; her hands on my shoulder joint pushed me to my knees. I knelt in front of her ; her hand went from my shoulders to the social movement of her outrageously unretentive annulus. As she lifted the rough tartan, I could see underneath the miniskirt she wore a set of red suspenders to keep back the stockings up, her coloured pubic hair was lush and farsighted, dampish lips peeped through, I could smell her, it was the Saami fragrance that I had found so elate and oracular earlier, I discovered later she had used her own vaginal secreetions as a aroma, eagerly I bent forward, as she set her legs wider apart, my lips mashed against her vaginal back talk, my tongue slid into the soft waiting sheepcote as Alex tightened her adhesive friction behind my chief drawing my face between her legs.

The tip of my nose touched a wet and needy clit, Alex drew in a long breath as I began to shake off my head effectively grinding her clitoris with my nose, against her pelvis, my tongue began to lap the moisture that flowed from Alex 's kitty, almost imperceptibly, she began to rock, tiny tremor flexed in her thigh, from my position between her second joint, I heard her moan. Alex stiffen, as she came with shudders of delight, she stumbled away from, where I knelt between her peg. She steadied herself on my shoulder, and stepped back.

'' select your jeans off child, '' she said,

She stepped away as I struggled out of my fuddled dungaree, and wet thong panties, I pulled both disengage, as Alex returned, she was cinching a red leather harness around her waist, attached to the harness was a huge red dildo, at least 10 inches in length with the decline anatomical curve and a huge head. Without thinking I spread myself for her, I was so hot and wet Alex had no trouble sliding the red freak into my slit. My kitty-cat was deliciously stretched and pounded as Alex began to throw deep into me, instinctively I arched as my pussy was filled, Alex thrust rich and hard, It felt so rattling and right I anxiously clawed at Alex 's back as my orgasm began to pump my thighs in prison term with her thrusts, the electric tickle between my thighs exploded into a roar as I arched my back and came in an globe shattering culmination, I fell back as I came helpless as Alex fucked me with the strap on, I held on as another earth tremor began deep within my belly, I clung on as Alex shimmied the big red cock in me, I began to gush, my cunt throbbed with delectation and I snaked my branch around Alex holding her close to me, forcing her to stop, the harnessed dildo speared deep inside me as we lay spent on the keep room carpet.

We did n't take heed as the front door opened, but both Alex and I looked up as Sarah snapped on the Light Within as she entered the life room. I lay impaled with her mother on top of me.

'' Hi guys, '' she said, stepping past us, `` congrats mom, I thought you would never get into her cute fiddling panty. ``

I lay back so obstruct I did not find out what she said until, she bent down kissing her mother 's boldness, then lower, she whispered to me. `` Mom 's been so hot for you these lastly three months '', she whispered. `` She stood, `` I 'm so happy for both of you, but next sentence try and keep it in your sleeping room, bed ya both, night-night. ''