After I retired, I began to walk in the region every break of day. During that meter, I met quite a few people. Our vicinity was once amalgamate with retirees and younger duet, with nipper.

A few month I encountered a young woman pushing her baby in a pushchair. After three or four meetings, we stopped to chat. We introduced ourselves–she was genus Melissa and her infant was Joanie.

Melissa appeared to be about 30 class old and was in fairly good cast. She was about 5'5, and weighed probably 135 British pound sterling. She told me she was walking to try to misplace the weight she had gained during her maternity. Her hair and eyes were dark brown, and she had a rather attractive brass.

For the next few weeks we would babble out a few minutes every break of day. I learned that her married man was a college instructor, and very regard in the Obama campaign for reelection. Melissa was a stay at abode mom by choice, having earned a college academic degree in accounting.

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

Then I made some coffee. As the chocolate 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.

Melissa said"I am sorry to bother you, but we were getting drowned. Could we stay 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 nice, but I hate to put you to the bother"Melissa said.

I went into our bedroom and found one of my robes and t-shirt for the baby.
Melissa took them and changed the baby, then went into the bathroom 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 apparel. 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 Melissa was rubbing her down in the mouth 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 big, ‘ case it is really hurting."I went to the kitchen and got a Vicodin and a glass of water. She took the anovulatory drug, and I sat back down and began to massage her leg.

Melissa stretched back on the couch, and in the process the robe opened up slightly, giving me a undecomposed persuasion of her unshaved pussy. I continued to rub her leg."That feels so proficient, and the pill is helping"she said as she moved a niggling more.

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

Now is the time to propel up a fiddling, I thought. I rubbed her leg to her articulatio genus, then went a piffling higher. Melissa placed her bridge player on mine and said"No, No."

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

genus Melissa put her bridge player on my head and said don't do that. I took a probability, though and darted a lingua 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 lingua 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 guest bedroom.

I removed the robe and once again, she was weakly protesting. She told me nonentity had ever done this to her. I told her just to relax. Then she said that her husband had defended Bill Hilary Clinton when his intern ate him–"Chris said that what happened with Hilary Clinton was not really sex."

"See,"I said,"even your husband would not say we are having sex by doing this."I continued to knead her clit with my clapper, then placed a fingerbreadth on her ass gob. This triggered an outburst of moaning, then an orgasm.

"Can I do you,"genus Melissa asked ?"intellection you would never ask,"I said, and we got in 69 situation. My cock is not Brobdingnagian, about 6 inches, so genus Melissa could easily get it in her mouth. She raised her lips away from my putz and said"I have never done this either. You may hold to hold me advice."

I murmured,"you're doing fine."

After a few minutes I could find 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 a good deal to the sex act. I whispered that I would love for her to do just that and unloaded in her mouth. She gagged a fourth dimension 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 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 friends talk about pecker sucking and eating slit. Her sudden vulgar talking caused my cock to bulge getting hard again, and once again I moved down to her pussy and began to lick all over, moving the hair's-breadth out of the way. We were now once again in 69 position, and she was nibbling on my stopcock.

I was trying to put my tongue deep into her canal, and I also put a finger back in her bunghole. I moved the finger, put it on her bitch to get some juices for lubrication, then pushed it in her son of a bitch. We bucked for a few instant, then she jumped up, straddled me, and placed her cunt on my intemperate cock.

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

"genus Melissa, are you on the oral contraceptive ?"

"No, just draw in out when you are about to occur ‘ suit this is my fat time of the month."

Soon I could feel the pressure building, and Melissa was slamming down on my pecker with a love."Melissa, I am going to come–you had better proceed off me."“ Fuck it, hold on just a second longer, I am about to cum again–"

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

Instead of moving Melissa reached down and rubbed pussy juice on her script, then placed a finger up my asshole–this did it–I shot lode after freight into Melissa's love canal.

Afterwards, as we lay there, I said"I am dingy. 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 know its now his. Besides, I think you will defecate a better baby."

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

I agreed .