After I retired, I began to walk in the neighborhood every morning. During that time, I met quite a few people. Our vicinity was once mix in with retirees and younger couples, with children.

A few months I encountered a young woman pushing her baby in a go-cart. After three or four get together, we stopped to chat. We introduced ourselves–she was genus Melissa and her baby was Joanie.

genus Melissa appeared to be about 30 years old and was in fairly good material body. She was about 5'5, and weighed probably 135 pounds. She told me she was walking to try to lose the weighting she had gained during her pregnancy. Her hair and center were dark brown, and she had a rather attractive case.

For the succeeding few weeks we would sing a few minutes every morning. I learned that her husband was a college instructor, and very involved in the Obama campaign for reelection. genus Melissa was a hitch at home mom by choice, having earned a college point in accounting.

About two weeks ago I stayed habitation because of a threat of rainfall. I was well-chosen I did, for soon we were being soaked by a heavy deluge. As I looked out the window, I saw rainwater piling up in the yard.

Then I made some coffee. As the coffee was perking, I heard the doorbell.

When I went to the door, I saw Melissa and Joanie, both of whom were soaking wet. Opening the room access, I asked them in.

genus Melissa said"I am sorry to trouble oneself you, but we were getting drowned. Could we abide here until the rain lets up ?"

"Of form,"I told her,"but we must get both of you some dry apparel"

"That would be so nice, but I hate to put you to the problem"Melissa said.

I went into our sleeping room and found one of my robes and tee shirt for the baby.
Melissa took them and changed the sister, then went into the privy to get out of her wet clothes.

"When you get through I will put your clothes in the dryer to dry"I told her.

"Thank you so much"she said.

Melissa came back into the living elbow room, and handed me her dress. As I took them to the utility room, I noticed that she had taken everything off, including her panties. With this, I began to get a hard-on.

When I went back to the living way, I saw that Joanie was benumbed and Melissa was rubbing her lower leg."I hurt my leg when I was running with the go-cart,"she told me. I sat down on the lounge with her and said,"Let me wait at it."

She smiled and thanked me, and lifted her leg onto my lap. I began to rub her leg, then asked if she wanted something for the pain."That would be great, ‘ grounds it is really hurting."I went to the kitchen and got a Vicodin and a glass of water. She took the contraceptive pill, and I sat back down and began to knead her leg.

Melissa stretched back on the couch, and in the cognitive operation the robe opened up slightly, giving me a right position of her unshaved slit. I continued to rub her leg."That feels so in effect, and the pill is helping"she said as she moved a little more.

Looking up the gown at her cunt, my hard-on was getting sober. I rubbed her leg to her knee, then back to her ankle."Oh, Bryan, that feels so good."

Now is the time to move up a little, I thought. I rubbed her leg to her genu, then went a little higher. Melissa placed her hand on mine and said"No, No."

I went back to rubbing her lower leg, then lifted her leg and began to kiss her injured spot. By now Melissa was breathing laboured, and I kissed her calf, then moved to above her knee. I could see her labored breathing as I kissed her inner thigh, and I could smell her pussy.

Melissa put her hand on my brain and said don't do that. I took a opportunity, though and darted a tongue onto her leg, tasting the table salt from her sweat. She moaned and I moved the gown up and placed my clapper on her clit.

"Don't, stop, don't do that."She whispered. I pushed my tongue into her slit and now she was responding, opening her legs wider. I kissed her labia and clit a few minutes, then picked her up and took her to a guest bedroom.

I removed the robe and once again, she was weak protesting. She told me cypher had ever done this to her. I told her just to slow down. Then she said that her husband had defended Federal Reserve note Clinton when his medical intern ate him–"Chris said that what happened with William Jefferson Clinton was not really sex."

"See,"I said,"even your married man would not say we are having sex by doing this."I continued to rub down her clit with my tongue, then placed a digit on her ass jam. This triggered an outburst of moaning, then an orgasm.

"Can I do you,"Melissa asked ?"Thought you would never ask,"I said, and we got in 69 position. My cock is not huge, about 6 inch, so Melissa could easily get it in her mouth. She raised her lips away from my pecker and said"I have never done this either. You may have to give me advice."

I murmured,"you're doing fine."

After a few minutes I could feel the cum building up and I told her so. She asked if minded if she ate the cum, one of her booster had told her it added so much to the sex act. I whispered that I would do it for her to do just that and unloaded in her mouthpiece. She gagged a meter or two, but did swallow all of it.

She wanted to check on Joanie and the clothes, then came back to bed.

Melissa talked about how her husband Chris was so tied up in politics that she sometimes felt neglected and that he was such a prude when it came to sex. She talked about listening with envy her friends talk about cock sucking and eating cunt. Her sudden vulgar talking caused my cock to pop getting hard again, and once again I moved down to her pussy and began to puzzle out all over, moving the hairs out of the way. We were now once again in 69 status, and she was nibbling on my putz.

I was trying to put my glossa deep into her canal, and I also put a fingerbreadth back in her asshole. I moved the finger, put it on her cunt to get some succus for lubrication, then pushed it in her prick. We bucked for a few bit, then she jumped up, straddled me, and placed her bitch on my hard cock.

I shoved up and she pushed down, and I was in her. I was glad I had already come once, so now I could final longer. We clinched, and the sound of frame slapping and the sloshing of my cock in her pussy was so sexy.

"Melissa, are you on the pill ?"

"No, just deplumate out when you are about to number ‘ cause this is my prolific meter of the month."

Soon I could feel the pressure construction, and genus Melissa was slamming down on my hammer with a heat."genus Melissa, I am going to come–you had better move off me."“ nooky it, defy on just a endorse yearner, I am about to cum again–"

"Melissa, I can't hold on any more–I am going to come."

Instead of moving Melissa reached down and itch pussy succus on her mitt, then placed a finger up my asshole–this did it–I shot load after cargo into Melissa's love canal.

Afterwards, as we lay there, I said"I am dismal. I should not have cum in you."She said"this is the best sex I have ever had."I was still worried about depositing my cum in her."If I get preggy, Chris will never acknowledge its now his. Besides, I think you will make a advantageously baby."

An hour or so later, the rain stopped, genus Melissa put her dress on, and dressed Joanie. She kissed me as she left, and said"We must do this again."

I agreed .