The knocking on the doorway surprised me. The January night in Hawkeye State was stale, cold, cold.
I had already slipped out of my clothes for the night and sat in my reclining chair, writing on my laptop ; it was a forgetful history about my childhood.

Since my divorcement three years earlier, I spent a lot of my ‘ alone'time writing ; mostly on the subject I know more about than anything else… me.
I've written hundreds of storey about my old hometown and my phratry. My nine sib provided tons of memories that I want to, someday, share with my youngster and grandchildren.

"clutches on a minute of arc !"I called to the brave psyche standing on my N porch,"I'll be right there !"
Since I had been totally naked, enjoying the warmness of my hearth, I grabbed my flannel sofa drawers and pulled on an oversized jersey. I rarely use that door to my old twp-story abode, so I had to move my laptop computer's power supply and a hand woven rug that blocked the north malarkey from blowing under it.

On the straw man stride was Jo. She and her married man, squat, had been my friend for years. At one peak, I worked with both of them in a small business.
tar had invested in another venture and had become quite loaded. He finally convinced Jo to quit work and turn a lady of leisure.
It really wasn't her cup of tea to do nothing, so she had buried herself in sideline while he traveled ; which was most of the time.

"I was beginning to wonder how longsighted you were going to pass water me stand out here. You do realize it's only nine degrees and this wind is pretty hard on an old woman."

I have to tell you that Jo is hardly an old woman. She's 52 with slightly graying, blonde fuzz. Standing 5ft 2in, she weighs in at around 100lbs, give or postulate 5lbs… depending on her current diet and practice program.
tar talked her into getting a facelift a few geezerhood ago, which still makes her facial expression like she's in her too soon forties.

I unlatched the old filmdom door started to press it open,"I only let old woman come in if they know the password."

"dickhead,"she smiled,"outta my way, I need that fireplace."

I helped her get rid of her coat, thinking I'd like to just keep disrobing her until she was only wearing her birthday suit.

"Okay, to what do I owe this unexpected visit ? You just wanted to see my well-favoured face ?"

"Pffft… ‘ handsome'… Uh, no ; that's not why I stopped by."

"Stopped by ? Oh ; you were in the neighborhood already ?"

"Don't be a turd, Don. Kaylen and Beth are both out of townspeople and I need someone to blab to."

"Oh, I understand now ; you need to talk… and talk… and talk, and I need to listen, and take heed, and listen."

She turned her back to me and faced the fire. I couldn't assistant scoping out her ass in those tight ski pants. With the bulky sweater, it was toilsome to make out her small tits, though.

"Yes, I need to talk and you need to listen.
You remember the early day when you took me to pick up my car and I tried to pay you ?
Remember the third time I tried to stick the money in your shirt sac ?"

"You mean when I took your nerve in both my hands and told you that I don't take money from the friends I love ?"

"Yes."

"Yep, I remember. in good order about then I sure was wanting to displume your face closer and kiss you… I wouldn't have done it, but I damn sure wanted to."

Jo turned back to face me, put her little work force behind her back to warm them and said,"There lies the problem, Don. I wanted you to do exactly that.
I know you've loved our mob for a farseeing clip ; and I always thought you had limited belief for me.
That day was the Saame day I found out that Jack was screwing one of his staff.
I would cause gone straight to bed with you that day… but it would induce been out of revenge."

I sat down and leaned back,"That dolt ass bastard. That's all I can think of right now. My God, how in the hell can he even deal somebody else when he has you ?
Jo, you are the most beat cleaning lady I've ever known."

"Pfffft.."

"No, I'm serious. You can sew your own wearing apparel ; cook with the best ; crochet the diminutive lacing doilies ; drive nails and use a magnate saw as good as I can.
You can do it all, and you're beautiful, dessert and considerate of less fortunate.
… best ma'am I know, without a doubt.
And Jack decides to make love around on you ; I may give to kick his stupid ass."

"Don… Uh, it's getting warm in here."

She pulled her sweater over her head and I could gain out the contour of her tits under her jersey ; her tit already hard as my dick was getting.
"So, instead of kicking his ass, which he does need, why don't you just log Z's with his wife ?
I like it all….."

My judgment was spinning. Yes, I had wanted Jo's niggling eubstance, in every imaginable way, since the first day we all worked together in the fund. But I never intended to lay my work force on her… now she was offering me anything, and everything I wanted.

"Whew ! That was unexpected. But let me tell you something first."

I stood back up and stepped toward her. I put my subdivision around her and held her tight, kissing the top of her header,"There's no way in hell I would have made a sober pass at you, Jo.
I can't really say that I'm IN love with you, but I do love you and I've wanted you for a long, foresightful time.
I want to be the guy that enjoys holding your deal as much as rubbing your ass… and I luuuuv your ass.
I want to look at you in the morning, follow the daybreak and stare at your face, even without your make-up.
I know you don't really want to wake up future to my beer belly, but I sure would like to come alive up next to your freckles.
Sure, I'll be the happy man in IA if you have sex with me, whatever you like to do best.
But… there's just one problem."

"Huh ? What ?"

"I always take my cascade just before I go to bed and I haven't had one today. Would you mind washing my spinal column ?"

I had adjusted the body of water spray just right when I felt a tap on my back,"wellspring, here it is. Not quite what you expected, is it ?"

I looked her up and down,"Well, it looks like you must deliver the titty of a L year old, not a teenager. No, I wasn't expecting the fresh firmness of a teen, either.
I'm surprised you have a bush down here,"I rubbed her pussy pile,"I kinda compute diddlysquat as wanting a smoothie ; but I like it like this.
You have to a greater extent freckle than I expected, but I plan on kissing every, damn one of them tonight… twice."

Our lips meshed and our tongues sought out the sweetness of the former's. No, we didn't wait. I turned off the water system and we sprawled our wanting consistence on my bed. Her beautiful neck opening was my first nonsubjective and I covered it with kiss. Just above and behind each of her petite ears was a small-scale knot ; left there by the surgeon who did her cosmetic surgery. It took at to the lowest degree ten minutes to cultivate my way down to her, very slightly sagging, tits, where my tongue dwelled while my hand was massaging her clit.
Her first orgasm erupted as I was about to leave her unexpended orb and move on toward her belly button.

Temporarily, I skipped past her pussy ( trust me, it was a monumental cause ). She came a arcsecond time as I worked over the insides of her second joint with my lips and tongue.
After the trip to her toes and back, I rose and smiled,"Supper time."
It was the sweet-flavored snatch I ever tasted. I lapped and fingered her through two more huge orgasms, then sank ol'Fat Boy inside her hot tunnel.

Her fifth cum hit her like a set of brass knuckles.
She was screaming,"No, No."then,"Yes, Yes,"all the while she jerked on my hair, scratched my back, dug her nails into my thighs and bucked like a PBR bull.

I shot my incumbrance deep inside her and nearly passed out doing so. Surprisingly, I stayed hard for the first time since I was in my thirties.
We slowed and I pulled out long enough to turn over her to her hands and knees.
BAM ! Fat Boy sank home again.
I rode her doggie style for another ten minutes before my nut boiled another pot and blew it against her womb.

We both had lost count, but Jo said she thought she had cum eight meter. We lay in each early's limb and fret hands over cutis, over hair, over fanny, tits, dick, labia and assholes.

We slept…

Somewhere during the night, the ringing of her phone woke us, both,"Why are you calling me in the middle of the night, jackfruit ?"
"No, I was asleep. What else do I do at 2:30am ?"
"I don't feed a shit if it's only 10:30 there, it's two, fucking, thirty here and you woke me up from a deep sleep."
"Fine, then I'll see you Thursday. Good night, Jack."
"HEY, WAIT ! Are you still there ?"
"good, I want you to do something for me tonight."
"Shit, no, I don't want you to think about me while you're jacking off.
What I want you to do is… are you quick for this ? ... I want you to think about finding a new plate while you're fucking your Goddamn Linda."

She snickered as she turned off her phone and snuggled up to me,"Maybe I will let you give up his stupid ass. He's probably tearing up AT & T trying to get them to tuen on my phone. Let the son of a gripe worry."

She laughed a little harder,"I'll bet the shit's dick won't even get hard for her tonight… but let's not let this one go to waste."
She pulled my pecker a few meter until it began to grow. In the dark, I felt her sassing encircle ol'Fat Boy's promontory and begin her attender ministrations. A few mo later, I raised her head and pulled her case to mine. Kissing her cheeks, I told her that I had fallen totally in passion with her and wanted her to live the rest of her lifetime with me.

"Don, all I really wanted to do tonight was get laid. I figured it wouldn't take much convincing. Little did I know that my ol'buddy would testify me more love in one Night that my own husband has done in the conclusion XV years.
When my divorce is done, you and I can endure together forever, as far as we have this sort of love.
No… fuck that by-blow. I'll move in with you tomorrow"

She kissed me long and hard as she fondled my remains cock,"Hmmm, make that day after tomorrow… I'm not getting'out of this bed ‘ til then. ”