After I retired, I began to walk in the neck of the woods every morning. During that time, I met quite a few multitude. Our region was once mix with retirees and younger yoke, with children.

A few calendar month I encountered a young cleaning lady pushing her sister in a stroller. After three or four coming together, we stopped to gossip. We introduced ourselves–she was genus Melissa and her baby was Joanie.

Melissa appeared to be about 30 eld old and was in fairly full shape. She was about 5'5, and weighed probably 135 Lebanese pound. She told me she was walking to try to lose the weighting she had gained during her pregnancy. Her hair and oculus were sorry John Brown, and she had a rather attractive face.

For the adjacent few weeks we would talk a few instant every good morning. I learned that her husband was a college instructor, and very involve in the Obama campaign for reelection. Melissa was a stay at habitation mom by choice, having earned a college point in accounting.

About two weeks ago I stayed home because of a threat of rain. I was felicitous I did, for soon we were being soaked by a fleshy cloudburst. As I looked out the window, I saw rain piling up in the yard.

Then I made some coffee. As the coffee tree 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 door, I asked them in.

Melissa said"I am distressing to bother you, but we were getting drowned. Could we stay here until the rain lets up ?"

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

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

I went into our chamber and found one of my gown and T-shirt for the baby.
Melissa took them and changed the baby, then went into the john 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 room, and handed me her clothes. 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 room, I saw that Joanie was asleep and genus Melissa was rubbing her turn down leg."I hurt my leg when I was running with the stroller,"she told me. I sat down on the sofa with her and said,"Let me look 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 peachy, ‘ cause it is really hurting."I went to the kitchen and got a Vicodin and a chalk of water. She took the tablet, and I sat back down and began to massage her leg.

genus Melissa stretched back on the sofa, and in the process the gown opened up slightly, giving me a good thought of her unshaved pussy. I continued to rub her leg."That feeling so unspoiled, and the pill is helping"she said as she moved a little more.

Looking up the robe at her twat, my hard-on was getting serious. I rubbed her leg to her stifle, then back to her mortise joint."Oh, William Jennings Bryan, that feels so good."

Now is the prison term to be active up a little, I thought. I rubbed her leg to her stifle, then went a little in high spirits. genus Melissa placed her hired 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 genus Melissa was breathing arduous, and I kissed her calf, then moved to above her genu. I could get a line her labored external respiration as I kissed her interior thigh, and I could smell her pussy.

Melissa put her mitt on my fountainhead and said don't do that. I took a hazard, though and darted a knife onto her leg, tasting the salt from her sweat. She moaned and I moved the gown up and placed my tongue on her clit.

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

I removed the robe and once again, she was weakly protesting. She told me nobody had ever done this to her. I told her just to relax. Then she said that her husband had defended notice Clinton when his intern ate him–"Chris said that what happened with Bill 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 clit with my lingua, then placed a finger on her ass mess. This triggered an effusion 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 peter is not huge, about 6 in, so Melissa could easily get it in her mouthpiece. She raised her lips away from my cock and said"I have never done this either. You may feature to give me advice."

I murmured,"you're doing fine."

After a few arcminute 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 lots to the sex act. I whispered that I would sleep with for her to do just that and unloaded in her mouth. She gagged a clip or two, but did swallow all of it.

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

genus Melissa talked about how her husband Chris was so tied up in government that she sometimes felt overleap 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 pussy. Her sudden vulgar talking caused my cock to start getting hard again, and once again I moved down to her pussycat and began to drub all over, moving the hairs out of the way. We were now once again in 69 berth, and she was nibbling on my turncock.

I was trying to put my tongue deep into her canal, and I also put a finger back in her asshole. I moved the finger, put it on her puss to get some juices for lubrication, then pushed it in her asshole. We bucked for a few hour, then she jumped up, straddled me, and placed her bitch on my voiceless 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 last longer. We clinched, and the sound of flesh slapping and the sloshing of my putz in her snatch was so sexy.

"Melissa, are you on the anovulant ?"

"No, just draw out when you are about to come ‘ lawsuit this is my fertile clock time of the month."

Soon I could experience the pressure building, and Melissa was slamming down on my prick with a passion."Melissa, I am going to come–you had better move off me."“ piece of ass it, concord on just a second longer, 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 rub pussy juices on her mitt, then placed a finger's breadth up my asshole–this did it–I stroke load after consignment into Melissa's enjoy canal.

Afterwards, as we lay there, I said"I am gloomy. I should not consume 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 know its now his. Besides, I think you will create a better baby."

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

I agreed .