After I retired, I began to take the air in the neighborhood every morning time. During that time, I met quite a few citizenry. Our neighborhood was once sundry with retirees and younger duad, with children.

A few month I encountered a immature woman pushing her baby in a stroller. After three or four meetings, we stopped to confab. We introduced ourselves–she was Melissa and her babe was Joanie.

Melissa appeared to be about 30 yr old and was in fairly well condition. She was about 5'5, and weighed probably 135 pounds. She told me she was walking to try to lose the weight she had gained during her pregnancy. Her hair and eyes were dreary brownness, and she had a rather attractive side.

For the succeeding few week we would talk a few arcminute every break of day. I learned that her husband was a college teacher, and very imply in the Obama campaign for reelection. Melissa was a stoppage at home mom by choice, having earned a college degree in accounting.

About two weeks ago I stayed home because of a scourge of rainfall. I was felicitous I did, for soon we were being soaked by a heavy downpour. As I looked out the windowpane, 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 threshold, I asked them in.

Melissa said"I am no-account to vex you, but we were getting drowned. Could we persist here until the rain lets up ?"

"Of course,"I told her,"but we must get both of you some dry clothes"

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

I went into our bedroom and found one of my robe and t-shirt for the baby.
Melissa took them and changed the baby, 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 life way, 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 animation room, I saw that Joanie was asleep and Melissa was rubbing her abject leg."I hurt my leg when I was running with the ambler,"she told me. I sat down on the couch with her and said,"Let me depend 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, ‘ cause it is really hurting."I went to the kitchen and got a Vicodin and a ice of body of water. She took the pill, and I sat back down and began to massage her leg.

Melissa stretched back on the sofa, and in the process the gown opened up slightly, giving me a ripe prospect of her unshaven pussy. I continued to rub her leg."That look so just, and the pill is helping"she said as she moved a little more.

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

Now is the clock time to prompt up a footling, I thought. I rubbed her leg to her genu, then went a little eminent. genus Melissa placed her hired man on mine and said"No, No."

I went back to rubbing her lower leg, then lifted her leg and began to osculate her injured spot. By now genus Melissa was breathing heavy, and I kissed her calf, then moved to above her knee joint. I could hear her labored breathing as I kissed her inner thigh, and I could reek her pussy.

Melissa put her handwriting on my nous and said don't do that. I took a fortune, though and darted a tongue onto her leg, tasting the salt from her sweat. She moaned and I moved the robe up and placed my tongue on her clit.

"Don't, stop, don't do that."She whispered. I pushed my tongue into her cunt 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 client bedroom.

I removed the robe and once again, she was weak protesting. She told me nobody had ever done this to her. I told her just to unlax. Then she said that her husband had defended visor Clinton when his interne ate him–"Chris said that what happened with Clinton was not really sex."

"See,"I said,"even your husband would not say we are having sex by doing this."I continued to massage her button with my natural language, then placed a finger's breadth on her ass mess. This triggered an ebullition of moaning, then an orgasm.

"Can I do you,"Melissa asked ?"mentation you would never ask,"I said, and we got in 69 position. My rooster is not Brobdingnagian, about 6 inch, so Melissa could easily get it in her mouthpiece. She raised her lips away from my tool 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 friends had told her it added so a good deal to the sex act. I whispered that I would love for her to do just that and unloaded in her back talk. She gagged a time or two, but did swallow all of it.

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

Melissa talked about how her married man 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 enviousness her protagonist talk about cock suck and eating kitty-cat. Her sudden vulgar talking caused my cock to set out getting hard again, and once again I moved down to her pussy and began to lap up all over, moving the hairs out of the way. We were now once again in 69 position, and she was nibbling on my cock.

I was trying to put my natural language deep into her channel, and I also put a finger's breadth back in her asshole. I moved the finger, put it on her slit to get some juices for lubrication, then pushed it in her SOB. We bucked for a few minutes, then she jumped up, straddled me, and placed her puss on my toilsome 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 hold up longer. We clinched, and the sound of flesh slapping and the sloshing of my cock in her pussy was so sexy.

"Melissa, are you on the pill ?"

"No, just pull out when you are about to hail ‘ effort this is my fertile meter of the month."

Soon I could experience the air pressure building, and Melissa was slamming down on my cock with a passion."Melissa, I am going to come–you had better move off me."“ nookie it, halt on just a indorse longer, I am about to cum again–"

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

Instead of moving genus Melissa reached down and itch pussycat juices on her hand, then placed a digit up my asshole–this did it–I shot load after load into Melissa's lie with canal.

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

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

I agreed .