This write up has been buried oceanic abyss inside of me for a tenacious time. I remember all of it very well, almost like it was last week. I've reminisced and re-lived it all many times over the years. Much of it is quite fun to call back. Some of it is bittersweet. Some of it is painful still.

When I was out of college and in my early on twenties I got a job selling radio set advertising in a suburban/rural area, and although new to the area, I became successful in a fairly short fourth dimension. After a couple of old age I left the radio station and started my own patronage by acquiring a licensing concord from a national caller to betray mastermind merchandising Cartesian product. As this was an outlying area and not heavily populated, the company looked at it as an region with limited profit potential and whatever I produced would just be a bonus to them. They had never planned to develop the region anyway until I approached them so they pretty a great deal left me alone.

But within a twelvemonth I had the area thriving. I was working hard and enjoying the yield of my labor. Soon the regional manager was after me to elaborate the arena. I told him I was maxed out as it was and I couldn't cover much more ground. ‘ So lease individual'he hollered. ‘ Why, so I can ease up my gain away to someone else'?"I countered. But we hammered out an conterminous expanse and worked out a architectural plan where I would hire a salesperson and then get bonuses on their sales and price breaks on the production price. I ran the Book of Numbers a hundred dissimilar mode and didn't see how I could turn a loss. So I advertised for a salesperson. It was summer and I hoped that I could get a cut-rate sale rep up and running by the fall, our officious time.

Most of the response I received were not too impressive, and the interviews didn't go that well. The people were either not qualified, didn't understand the business organisation, didn't have car insurance, or didn't have a clew. But one looked pretty near. In to a greater extent ways than one.

Her name was Denise. We met at a minuscule coffee workshop in the midst of what would be the new territory. After foundation we sat down and faced each former from across a belittled tabular array. She said to shout her Dee. My epithet is Rob.

She had dark brown hair, cut neat and short, big greenness eyes and wore a sharp gamey pantsuit with a white blouse. She was maybe 5'-7 ”, thin with a nice ass and her firm, abundant tits pushed at the cloth of her attire. Her look was slim down with sultry lips and just a ghost of glossiness. We held eye physical contact and I felt a sizzle in her glare. She gave a demure grinning and her knife flicked out just a sliver between her brim as she handed me her curriculum vitae. She seemed a little nervous. I was too.

I took a quick glance at her resume and saw that she was 36 years old and marry. In those days that sort of information was commonly found on resumes. As I sat across from her and pretended to meditate her resume I tried to hide my uneasiness.

Here I was : a XXV class old newly-single guy, blond hair, puritanical center, tall with a thin, contrabandist's shape ; and I was interviewing this honest-to-goodness, mature, married woman with much more than experience than I. Her resume told me she had had several metier sales Book of Job and was more than qualified.

As the audience went on we relaxed and it not only went very well, we shared some gag and became more well-to-do. And those eyes ! She always looked me right in the eye and hardly blinked. I could tell she was a no-bullshit mortal who probably knew how to get things done.

She told me a picayune about herself. She had gone to France to study, met the man who was now her husband, got significant, had a daughter and they moved back to the U.S. Her daughter was now twelve. I asked her about her end job, almost four eld at a newspaper publisher, and why she had left. She said she'd left the job to go to work for her husband at his small structure caller and to try to straighten out the business sector end of thing. Her husband was secure at building thing, just not very in force with the place and the paperwork and the rest of it. But now that was straightened out and she wanted to get back to what she did best, and the position I was trying to fill looked like a perfect fit. We discussed the compensation and commissions and she was conformable. After about 75 minutes we ended. She thanked me for the audience, we shook hands and parted, and my eyes followed her ass all the way to the door.

The interview had gone well in every respect. Dee was qualified, knowledgeable, made a capital notion and would constitute the company and its mathematical product well. We said we'd be in meet. But I knew there was no way I could hire her.
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Two days later I received a very professional thank-you letter in the mail from Dee, but I hadn't spoken to her since the audience. When I had placed the ad for a sales rep I had scheduled it to run for several weeks and it ran again the side by side day. Soon I was getting followup calls from her and she left multiple subject matter with my answering help. I knew I was putting off dealing with the inevitable. When the next ad ran my phone rang initiatory thing in the daybreak and I picked up.

"Hi Rob, this is Dee , how are you ?"she said.

"I'm doing well, Dee, thank you. How are you ?"

"Oh, I'm fine, thank you. I'm calling about the sales position. I saw the ad is still running. Have you hired anyone yet ?"

"No, I haven't,"I replied. I explained about the ad and its scheduled trajectory to run for respective weeks.

"I can start tomorrow !"she said enthusiastically.

I chuckled and hemmed and hawed. I said I was narrowing it down to two or three and she was definitely in the mix. She reiterated that she was perfect for the job, she was flexible, would figure out hard, do whatever it takes, she needed the job, etc. So we set up a second consultation at the Sami place.
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My problem was this : At just about every job I'd ever had, I'd ended up fucking somebody. And it always ended up making things awkward or unpleasant or worse. It's hard to turn closely with the great unwashed of the reverse sex because if you click, the sparks are going to fly. Throughout college I worked at the campus depository library and ended up fucking a yoke of co-workers and the relationships didn't end well. My summer jobs, same thing, I always ended up putting my dick into some dame, making things Weird at workplace. Even at my net job before starting my business I had fucked four dissimilar fair sex : two cute female deejays at the FM station, a secretary at the AM, and our disastrous receptionist's cousin who had a thing for Patrick White guys.

Now I had a dilemma : I wanted to expand my new job but I didn't want to screw affair up. Dee might hold been previous, but she was attractive and aphrodisiac and sure-footed. I was afraid that if we worked together the arc would fly and then I might end up opening my fly and then it would ruin everything. And she was married to boot ; I couldn't risk fucking up individual else's marriage ceremony !

But I couldn't get around one fact, and that was that she was an apotheosis candidate for the job. She had all of the reservation and lived only about XV instant away, which would make it convenient for both of us. And no doubtfulness she looked good and would make a positive effect on customers. So, to be evenhandedly to the business sector and to her, we should consume another interview.

So… We had another interview and it was a slam dunk. I hired her and never even told her about my concern. I knew she was right for the job and trusted it would solve out.
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We worked closely and spent a lot of metre together the first few weeks as I trained her in the different facets of the job and the system. We went on sale calls together, we spent a lot of time side-by-side at my desk in my home office learning the paperwork and had loose meetings to plan our promotions. We worked very well together. And there was definitely a cancel chemistry between us.

After about three week we were sitting cubitus to elbow in my post working on some copy when she mentioned that she was moving that weekend. I was shocked ; my mind started wandering, here I thought I'd found the paragon salesperson and she's moving away already… ? I asked her where she was moving to and she told me the locating, which was the stark location : rightfield in the center of her territory.

"I didn't know you were planning to move,"I said."When did you decide that ?"

She looked straight at me with her big green eyes and said,"About two days before I answered your ad. That's when I decided I was leaving my married man. That's why I needed this job so badly."

I must take inadvertently peeked at her go forth script, I couldn't reminiscence if she'd had a anchor ring on before.

"It's gone,"she said."I threw it at him the Nox you offered me the job. He's cheated on me for the live time !"

"I'm sorry…"I started to say."

"Oh, don't be,"she said,"it's for the unspoilt, believe me. I did everything for him, even quit a serious job to run his business for him, and he still managed to encounter a new bimbo to boink !"

We both chuckled at her use of words. She laughed and cried at the Same time.

"So I found a nice trivial apartment for us. It is proper in the heart of my soil, and my daughter won't have to change schools."

It all sounded like keen news. She was moving right into her dominion and would be more motivated than ever.
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Over the future few month we became more and more comfortable with each early. Even though she was a piddling far away, we found convenient lieu to get together when she needed to put down off her paperwork or if we needed to give a brief meeting. thing became more perfunctory between us too. We had lunch a duo of fourth dimension. She would occasionally touch my arm when she spoke. Sometimes she would descend by the house in the evening to overleap something off, and if I wasn't home she'd leave it in the box. One Friday evening around 6:30 she stopped by and I had just gotten back from a prospicient run. It was a hot, humid evening and I was shirtless and my sweaty running shorts clung to my dead body and I know she stole a couple looks at the bulge between my wooden leg. I looked up and noticed a Pres Young fille sitting in the passenger place of her car.

"Looks like you have a passenger,"I said.

"That's Lynn, my daughter."

I started walking toward the car and introduced myself."how-do-you-do Lynn, I'm Rob,"I said."I've heard a lot about you."

"Hi. I've heard about you too."

"How do you like your new apartment ?"

"It's okay."

Dee came up from fanny and said,"We're heading to a big party. Her upright Friend turns 13 !"

"Oh wow, the big one-three !"I said, looking at Lynn. That ought to be fun !"Then I turned to Dee and thanked her for dropping off the work and said drive safely and I'd talking to her on Monday. Then she gave me her green eye sunburn and held it and I swear I felt my dick grow a niggling from her stare. I watched them back out and drive off. I walked back into the house and the cool air hit me. As I peeled off my shorts I could see that the souse synthetic fabric had adhered and molded to my peter and balls and was sucked into the cracking of my ass. I realized then that she must have seen it too.
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As drop approached we worked hard and spent a lot of prison term together. This was typically the busiest time of year in our business as we had publicity for back-to-school, Halloween and then the end-of-year holidays. Throughout those months we worked closely and were constantly in contact, in person and talking on the phone. There was definitely a strong attraction between us, we both could sense it, and you could find it in the air around us and almost cut it with a knife. There were a number of times when I felt we were very, very close to one of us saying something that would hybridise that ancestry between business and personal and would take us from being colleagues to being fan. It was that close.

The ice was cracked in early December when we went together on a Friday afternoon to the yearly Christmastide political party for our region of the company. It was held at the home plate of one of the fellowship bigshots and it was about an hour's drive away. She drove to my sign of the zodiac and then we got into my car and I drove us to the party. We had a lot of time in the car together and we were relaxed and we talked easily about a phone number of affair. She told me about her college sidereal day, going overseas and meeting her married man and how he was one-time and swept her off her metrical foot. And how he was always a chess and always wanted them to be tramp from the time they first met. At the party we mingled some and we met a lot of people that we'd spoken to on the earphone many times but had never met. We had a couple of drinks and relaxed even more. On the ride back we opened up further and talked about some of crazy things we did in college, the courses we took and the drugs we took. I told her about the on-again off-again blue angel band I played in and told her about a gig I had coming up the next weekend and suggested she come hear us if she could. She said she might do that because Lynn was scheduled to be with her dad next weekend. We were both feeling a new story of puff together.

When we got back to my house I didn't know what to do. It almost felt like I was dropping her off after a first of all date. It was a little sticky but we both did the professional thing. We wouldn't cross that telephone circuit today, but part of me had wanted to drag her into my house and rip her wearing apparel off. I changed dress and went for a run. I thought about her the entirely five miles and I swear I had half a chubby.
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The following Thursday we met at a client'business where we had bartered for holiday endowment for our client. We assorted nice gift such as champagne, gift baskets, and sweets which we would cede to our versatile customers over the accompany solar day. We loaded our cars with the gifts for the customers. Then I handed her a small-scale wrapped endowment which included a gift certificate to a nice dress shop and a Yuletide bonus.

"And this is for you,"I said.

She gave me the fleeceable eye burn. Her big eyes were dampish and I thought she might start to cry. I could order a million thought process were rushing through her head word. She looked like she wanted to verbalise but she didn't, she just burned her liquid eyes into mine.

"Thank you,"she said in a shoal, half-broken voice.

Then she leaned up to me and kissed me, half on the nerve and half on the corner of my mouth. Then she spun around, walked to her car, got in and take off.

She had done it. Now it was just a matter of time.
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The accompany Saturday dark we were playing our occasional gig at slacker, a local restaurant and bar. We were midway through our number one set and I was blowing a solo on my saxophone and hit a couple of bread when I saw Dee manner of walking in. She was with another cunning chick and they did not go unnoticed by some of the customers as they strode to the binding and took toilet at the bar. The place wasn't that big and we made eye physical contact almost immediately. She smiled and I felt the burn from across the room.

When the band took a break I walked over and stood in front of them at the bar and ordered a beer as we greeted. She introduced me to her friend Sharon, who looked fine. She was long and lean with long non-white hair and black jeans that looked they were painted on. Dee looked nifty in downcast denim and a tight red jumper that hugged her curve. I thanked them for coming and Dee grabbed my arm firmly with both mitt when she told me how unspoiled the dance band sounded.

"I didn't know you were so talented !"she said."What other talents do you have that I don't know about ?"

"Oh, I don't know,"I blushed."I make a mean omelet ! I'll have to have you over for brunch sometime."

Dee and Sharon shared a sly glance and Dee said that she thought that was a great idea.

Before we knew it the break was up and it was time to return to the bandstand.

"work, work, body of work,"I said to them."Can you stay another set ?"They said they would.

"Great,"I said, gripping her paw in mine."I'll be back in forty minutes !"Then I ordered a beer to take to the level, which I almost never do.
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The set flew by and I rejoined Dee and Sharon at the bar. Sharon was talking to some folks at a nearby table so I had Dee to myself.

"I'm glad you hung around,"I said."I was looking forward to talking some more."

"Me too,"she said, her big jet eyes looking right through me.

"I wanted to ask you something."

"Really ? What ?"

"Let's go extraneous for a arcminute,"I said. I took her helping hand and led her out the incline door to the parking lot. It was a mild December so we were okay without jackets. We walked toward the back of the lot where it was more private and we faced each other.

"What did you desire to ask me ?"she said.

I licked my lips and took a deep breathing space."I wanted to know,"I began,"The other day, when we were picking up the present for our customers…"

"Yes…"

"You kissed me. And I wanted to have intercourse what kind of kiss that was."

"What do you mean ?"

"I mean : Was it a ‘ thank you'kiss, was it a ‘ you're a really nice guy kiss ’, or was it a ‘ I want to get it on you'buss ?"

She pursed her rim and then cracked a subtle smile."What kind of kiss do you think it was ?"she said, playing with me.

"Well,"I said."first-class honours degree, I gave you the gift, so ‘ thank you'would have been reserve. And second, I know that I'm a Nice guy, so that would form common sense. But to be honest, I was hoping it was number three."

She shook her head and burst out laughing."Rob, you are too very much ! Tell you what, shamus, let's showtime over so that you completely understand what's going on here. offset, I'm going to give you a ‘ thank you'kiss."

Then she leaned up and kissed me on the demand spot she had kissed before, on the corner of my lip.

She then said,"Okay. Now I'm going to gift you your ‘ nice guy'kiss."

She then grabbed my shoulder joint with one bridge player and kissed me full on the mouth.

Then she stepped back, looked in my eyes and said."Now our succeeding kiss will be the ‘ fuck me'osculation and it will be waiting for you whenever you are gear up to come and get it !"

I was on her like a tom on a tuna hand truck. My blazon went around her and our oral fissure met and my tongue entered her mouth and I tasted her for the number 1 time. I inhaled her sweet scent and sucked in her tongue and her perfume. Her hand was in my haircloth pulling my principal to hers, my bridge player roamed her back and neck opening and berm. I backed her up against the wall of the building and we made out like a duo of one-tenth graders. In between the buss and gropes, we babbled.

"Oh God, what took you so long ?"

"I've wanted to kiss you since the day we met."

"Why didn't you ?"

"You were married, I wanted to be professional…"

"I wanted you to be unprofessional…"

"You're so fucking hot…"

"The way you teased me, standing in front of me in your tight, sweaty short circuit with your…"

I was pressed against her and I knew she could feel my stiff cock.

We gradually slowed and I peppered her with soft kisses, my hand made it down to her firm ass. I wanted to exact her home plate right then but I had another set to play.

"We better get back in,"she said after we broke a long, soft kiss. She was right, the time was up.

We reentered the bar and the band was already in space onstage.

"Got ta go,"I said as I gripped her bridge player."Are you hanging around ?"

She said they'd probably leave in a few transactions. I said goodbye, we'll talk of the town tomorrow and I kissed her mouth. Halfway through the second tune they got up to allow. Dee waved goodbye with a smile and mimed ‘ Call me'with her lips. I missed those sassing already.
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I called Dee in the break of day and we talked about how relieved we were that we would no longer have to shroud our feelings and tried to project out when we would be able to see each other. With her responsibilities as a mom and her need to be discreet while going through her divorce, there would only be certain clock time we could get together. She said that Lynn stayed with her Lord's Day through Thursday break of day, then after schooltime on Thursday she would go to her Dad's till Sun. Plus Dee would suffer her on a day every early weekend. So Thursday Night would be when we knew we could meet, and weekends would be hit or miss.

The vacation were coming to boot which would intend more commitments for both of us to hoodwink. But our oeuvre was slow that time of twelvemonth and we wouldn't get busy again until after January first. So we decided that we would blow off Tuesday and spend the day together, and then we would deliver Th night. On Tuesday morning she would get Lynn off to schooling and then add up to my spot and we would receive all day until Lynn came dwelling house from school day. She said she would be over around nine.

"commodity,"I said."And at 9:01 I'll be tearing your knickers off."

Then she said something like, Oh I don't know, we should go sluggish, take our prison term, and some former such baloney.

"Oh, no,"I replied."Forget that, we're not playing that secret plan. If that's the way you want it don't even bother to come. We've been holding back for months, dancing around it, and stopping point dark we pretty approach swallowed each other's clapper. We are ready and we both know it. And it's going to be the respectable we ever had !"

She said she'd see me Tuesday at around nine.
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It was an icy common cold, windy Tuesday dawn and Dee wore a heavy coat when she arrived. She walked through the room access and into my arms. We kissed deep and tenacious and our tongues slow-danced as we gripped each early tight. When we broke the osculation I helped her off with her coat and was stunned at what was underneath.

She was hot as a firecracker ! She wore a snug, low-cut, scant green top, that made her tits look ready and her middle like good melons, tucked into super-tight decorator dungaree that hugged her ass and crotch and every inch of her long, slim down legs, and red ticker. Decorated for Christmas.

"My God,"I said,"You look remarkable !"I said.

She blushed and said thanks."Not too often ?"

"Hell no,"I said,"You look stunning. Come to the kitchen. I made Bloody Virgin Mary !"

She followed me and I poured us two drinks from the hurler I had prepared. I handed one to her and she took a snuff and then a sip, and then a larger drinkable. I had made them strong and spicy.

"How did you know I love Bloody Marys ?"she asked as she took another swig.

"I took a chance,"I said."I figured if you didn't I would just pullulate it all over your consistence and cream it off."

She took another gulp, then struck a pose and said,"So, do you like my outfit ?"and wiggled her butt.

"Oh, absolutely !"I said."Like I said, you look fabulous. well enough to eat !"

She put down her drink and moved in end. She put her work force on my articulatio coxae and looked up at me, her center sending me the green burn."skilful,"she said."Because I haven't worn these gasp for a longsighted time. These are my ‘ fuck me'jeans."I put my deal behind her header and pulled her mouth to mine.

"brand love to me,"she whispered.
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"Take off your shirt,"she said."I want to massage you."

We were in my bedchamber. I whipped off my shirt in one quick apparent movement. She asked me to lie face down on the bed. Then she knelt beside me and I felt her hands begin to explore my neck, my brain and my spine, high and low. Her sturdy, supple fingers caressed my shape and over the adjacent few minutes my brawn eased into submission.

"It's so nice to finally be able to touch you,"she whispered, and spread candy kiss on the nucha of my neck.

I groaned in arrangement. Her lovely hands worked their thaumaturgy to my dispirited backbone and underneath the fabric of my denim.

I soon sat up and said,"It's time for your top to get off ! I need to impact you, too."
As we sat facing one another kissing, I pulled her shirt off and kissed her boob as I removed her skimpy bra. I then eased her onto her binding and lay beside her. I kissed her forefront, her pilus, her pinna. Her forehead, her middle, her nose. And of course her lips. We lingered on the lips.

I caressed and kissed and tongued her speed body and when her nipples were pie-eyed heavy rubber I put my lip on them and didn't stop for 20 minutes.

Her hand were in constant state of flux, in my hair, on my back, around my neck opening, into my pants, seeking.

She was a loud lover. There were moan, groans, growl, howls, occasional dirty Word of God and many early guttural utterances. She never shut up. I was taking my meter. She exhaled a breathy grumble when I slipped my right script inside her jeans.

"Time to rip down your pants,"I said.

I opened her jeans and kissed her lightly on the material of her tone down panties. I smelled her finger-licking dearest blue funk for the beginning time. But as I started to divest her bottom one-half I found that her skin-tight jeans didn't want to cooperate. I yanked on them and it was decelerate going, and then I gripped my fingers in the belt loop topology and tried to peel them off.

"Jesus Christ, young lady,"I exclaimed."What the Hell did you do, paste these fuckers on ?"

Dee giggled like a schoolgirl."If it's too much employment Romeo, just let me know."

I kissed her sass and asked for a little help.

"Oh-kay, I guess so,"she said, in mock aggravator."Men nowadays…"

She lifted her ass and pushed her pants down as I pulled on them. Finally they were off.

"red cent, pulling off your gasp is like shucking an ear of corn !"I hissed.

She laughed again."You stalk, we fuck !"

I laughed at that and tossed her knickers on the storey."Not quite yet,"I said."But, we'll get there."

I covered every in of her lower body with my mouth. Licking and kissing her toes, her ankles, the tops of her human foot, her soles, her articulatio talocruralis and shin, her calf, her knees. My spit touched all of it. And Dee moaned and groaned and yelped and scratched the whole way. When my mouth reached her thighs my hired hand went rung to her ass and I squeezed her taut cheeks. She squeaked when I did that.

By this metre her button looked like a ripe okra. So I wrapped my lips around it and she let out with a sharp pant I'd never heard before. And I didn't let go.
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One fourth dimension when I was in college, age nineteen or XX, I was in a bar and I met a grass widow in her mid-thirties and went plate with her. Her shaver were with her ex-husband that weekend and she was horny. We got back to her billet and she took me to bed. She made it exculpated that the night meant nothing but she needed to get off. She told me to eat her pussycat, and she taught me how. She said to wrap my lips around her clit and never let go, bury all that tongue flying licking turd you see in the erotica flick. appease on it, don't breathe on it and don't let air hit it. Keep your lip on it, observe it covered, and keep it warm : Suck, osculation, punch, whatever, but don't let go. She held my head in lieu with her hands. And her pussy exploded into my grimace. That's been my coming ever since with my charwoman and I've yet to bear a complaint.

I dove down on Dee and I stayed down there for quite a while.

"Oh my, God !"she hissed."Oh, shit. Oh, fuck."I grabbed her ass cheeks with an branding iron travelling bag and tried to squeeze the cum out of her."Eat my pussy child,"she went on,"I can't believe the way you're eating my pussycat !"I hummed a tune into her clit like I was playing a kazoo. She screamed like a cougar.

Her whole torso quivered and quaked and wiggled and writhed in changeless locomotion, but her helping hand were locked like a stationary vise on the back of my head. My lip and tongue continued their assault on her firmly, swollen clit. When she came her lovemaking Bill Gates opened and months of her pent-up cum flooded my face.

"Oh fuck…"she shrieked."Oh my fucking God…Oh fucking shit…Ughhh…"

When her spasm receded she tried to force my promontory up toward hers but I stayed put. I wasn't done. I was staying down there until she came again. I started humming a new melody and she shook so hard she almost fell off the bed. Her hands retightened around my head and my hand spread her tail cheeks wide and I slipped part of a digit into her ass. That elicited from her another gasp of surprise and joy. My sax-playing skills were paying off as my solid oral fissure and sass stayed clutched around her hard rod and I blew a love song into her snatch.

Dee quickly figured out we weren't stopping yet and started swinging her groin up and down and grinding my look. She squawked with every rock and my bed squeaked in harmony.

"Oh Rob…Oh God…"she moaned."I love your mouth…ugh. Eat me…ugh…Fucking your mouth…ugh. I love your oral cavity ! Oh shit…"

We rocked in rhythm for a few minutes more. Then I could finger another sexual climax coming. She closed her legs tightly around my head.

"Oh Christ, I've never been eaten like this !"she wheezed."I'm gon na follow again…ugh. Ugh. Oh Ssshhhhiiiiitttt……."
Her love levee overflowed again and my face was the delta. It wasn't as forceful as the first but it was still a whole lotta erotic love and I tasted her stewed tang for the s time.

When I finally started to move my headland away from her privates she pulled my top dog toward hers and we began a long, wet, baggy, cum-filled kiss. Her hands roamed my upper consistence and slid into my drawers. Her digit reached the tip of my rock-hard dick as we were breaking our kiss. Her eyes drilled me and glowed green and hot.

"Fuck me…"Dee rasped excitedly.

I stood up before her at the side of meat of the bed. I wore zero but my beltless blue jean so when I unzipped them my heavily eight inch cock popped right out and was pointing at the roof. Her optic grew into discus at the sight. Now her green eye burn was directed at my swollen, purplish pole.

I wiggled out of my gasp and she reached over and pulled me closer. She held my cock in her hands and ran her fingers along its long sharpness and down to my balls. She softly kissed its glistening head.

"What a beautiful cock,"she said, and looked up."Fuck me."

I got on the bed and she guided my steely penis right into her hungry cockpit. It was natural state and full and wet and quick and I slid right in. I didn't waste any clip, I started stabbing it into her pretty good.

"credit crunch me, Dee,"I said."Let me find your sexy walls. arrest me…yeah, that's it."With each poke I felt her sweet pussy pressure surround my cock."Ah, that's it child, take in it out of me !"

Her moans grew louder with each push and her nails dug into my back. She sucked my spit into her mouth and I wiggled my finger back into her ass as I pounded away. All her holes were filled. We grunted in a syncopated rut, and as the moment elapsed I held back my load.

When our mouths parted I asked her if she could get again. She nodded her head four or five sentence in immediate taking over. We fucked even harder. She stroked her juicy okra in perfect tempo as I stuffed her with raw cucumber.

When I was ready to occur she knew it, which triggered her third ejaculation. I let out a loud, discordant oink like a cop alligator in mating season. I vibrated in spasm while spewing strings of my sexual love syrup into Dee's heavenly love pot. As I was ejecting my seed into her I felt a fresh passion surround my cock and ooze out to my clod and I knew she had come again.
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Our aftermath was reverend. Sweaty lovers, side by English, enwrapped. I had my arm around her, her head was on my shoulder and our naked body were molded into one. There was come peace and a well-off secretiveness for a few minutes before Dee spoke.

"Wow,"she said."Wow."

I kissed her."My sentiments exactly,"I replied.

"I mean it, really. I have never had culmination like that, ever ! And your mouth… I never knew I could come like that."

I maneuvered my arm more snugly around her so I could take in her breast in my manus. Her bridge player went to my penis. After another quiet interlude she said,"I sure wishing you hadn't waited so farsighted to be unprofessional !"

I chuckled and gave her tit a little squeeze. She did the same to my reawakening dick.

"Really, Rob,"she said."I've had sex many, many times but I have never in my life felt so completely, totally, thoroughly, absolutely, utterly, perfectly fucked ! I feel like I'm highschool or something."

I put my mouth to hers and we shared a fresh, deep kiss. She stroked me, bringing my one-eyed monster back to full attention.

"It takes two to tango,"I said."And I knew it would be great."

After another extend muteness, she softly said,"I love the belief of your cock in my hand."

"Not as much as I do…"

"You know, I knew you'd be big, I just knew it. But when I first saw it pop out of your jeans, I believe my eyes about popped out of my chief. And two thoughts popped into my mind."

"What were they ?"

"First, I thought ‘ wow'; that thing is BIG ! And second, I thought how jealous my hubby would be !"

She giggled and gripped me tightly around my fully-loaded grenade. I had nothing to say to that.

Dee pivoted around slightly so we were closely face-to-face. Those eyes sizzled."I want to suck your dick,"she said, and kissed me."I want to feel it in my oral cavity. I want to taste it. I want you to come in my mouth."

She lowered herself into position and took my cockhead between her sass. Her finger's breadth massaged my titillated chestnuts as she took me into her mouth, little by little, adjusting her place for her advantageously slant of acceptance. I ran my fingers through her hair's-breadth as I watched, mesmerized by her movements, so smooth and slow, and the sexy slew of my inflamed tool sliding in and out of her dextrous mouth.

And so it went for a time as I watched the appearance and enjoyed the pleasure of Dee, the good bastard. But of course before long my little cobra was fixing to spatter and wouldn't be capable to oblige back practically longer. I gripped Dee's shoulders strongly and started pumping. She knew the practice session. She grabbed my ass and sucked, sucked, sucked. I groaned and she knew it was on the way, and with eight inches of tool in her mouth she stayed on it through my spasms, and when I shot my shipment into her, four, five, six fourth dimension, she moaned with each spray, once again two lovers in utter sync.

She came up for air swallowing, and kissed my lip with her cummy sass. It was my turn to say ‘ wow ! ’.
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We soon noticed the clock time. It was ahead of time afternoon and we were hungry. Dee offered to take me out for luncheon but I shot that melodic theme right down, I was going to keep her nude and in my house as long as possible. I told her there was no way she was putting those jeans on again because I may tire myself tearing them back off, and we weren't finished for the day. I pulled a sweatshirt out of my draftsman and gave it to her to wear.

We went to my kitchen, Dee dressed in only a sweatshirt and me in only my jeans, and whipped up lunch. We didn't do too badly either. We baked up a quick-frozen pizza and somehow in my fridge found the making for a pretty good salad. As Dee was finishing her second piece of pizza she said she wanted to lactate my pecker again. We went back to bed.

I told her that the pizza must have made her horny. She said she was horny for my pepperoni. From that day forward the word ‘ pizza'would always be our euphemism for sex.

The next hr was spent in 69 position, each of us sucking out whatever was left from the other, then we topped it off with another racy nooky. But by then it was getting late.

Dee had to get home ; her girl would be getting home from school soon and she had to be there to greet her. So we showered together. And tinker's damn, somehow my turncock became slick and soapy and erect again. And damn if it didn't end up in back in her pussy.

When she was dressed and her pants were glued back on, I admired her figure in her blind drunk clothing.

"Energy Department Lynn roll in the hay those are your ‘ fuck me'jeans ?"I asked.

"I don't know, she might."

I told her to get on abode and change before the school bus arrived.
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We had started into the most intense stop of godforsaken fucking any couple could have. Because of our limited times together, we made the most of them. We grabbed a quickie on Tuesday morning when she dropped over to pick up some gross revenue material. She came over that Th dark for a four time of day frolic. Then again the following Thursday.

On New twelvemonth's Eve she spent the Nox, the first clip we would actually sleep together. We had gone to a nine and met a couple she knew, I don't remember their names, and we danced and had a nice time but we both just wanted to get back to my mansion and turnkey. Dee took me by the hand at five minutes before XII and led me to my car, it was time to go. She gave me a behind, masterful cock sucking as I drove us home.

Once naked in bed I got occupy eating pussy. Her first climax was almost immediate, but as usual I stayed with it until she unleashed her second coming, and I felt her swampland water flow. Then I mounted her sleek, fine inning and slipped my bat into her cave, and I pounded her until my rocket lifted off inside.

We held each other for what seemed like a farseeing time. At first nothing needed to be said. But soon we were talking intimately and she opened up about her wedding and her married man. She said he had swept her off her feet in Paris and she'd ended up pregnant, but found out soon enough that he was cheating on her from the showtime and he would fuck anything that moved. She actually tried to come back to the U.S. with only her child, but he complained that she couldn't take her away, she's my baby too, etc. So they came to the U.S., were married, she took care of their tiddler and he had his affairs. He would always try to force her to swing and get it on early couples, which she went along with a few fourth dimension but was never comfy with. So she settled into a spirit of knowing her husband was usually fucking around on her. And this last involvement was the terminal affaire as far she was concerned.

"What was the final stalk ?"I asked.

"He knocked up an xviii year old girl."

"I guess that would do it,"I said.
After a few moments of silence she took my penis in her hand and began stroking it, and eventually said,"I have a New year's endowment for you."

She rolled over and reached into her purse on the table and turned back to me.

"Rob, you have stuck your sexual love muscularity inside me many terrific times. I love it in my snatch and I love it in my mouth. But there's one place you haven't stuck it yet."

She opened her hand and placed a belittled tube of k-y jelly on my stomach.

"Happy New Year !"she said.

I stared at the container for a here and now then looked at her.

"It's not going to sting you,"she said, picking up the subway system. She opened it and squeezed some lube into her hand, then slathered it all over my now-hard cock. Then she handed it to me and said,"You can do the purity on me !"She rolled over ass-up. I greased my finger and lubricated her asshole.

Her bunghole opened wide, then closed, then reopened, two or three times. Like it was winking at me. This was no Virgin ass. I placed the headway of my dick to her o-ring and she opened for me. And I pushed.

I was not the most know assfucker at that peak in my life but I didn't let that stop me. She moaned at first, but with appease swings I eased it in, an column inch at a fourth dimension. When I was halfway place I started fucking that sweet ass with solid stab and soon my ballock were slapping her ass. Dee was shrieking in glossa and letting out what sounded alike atrocious groans. I was hoping it was a good pain.

"Oh yes…fuck my ass, boy ! Fuck that fucking ass !"

I was driving her like a semi-automatic nail gun. Harder, harder…"

"Oh shit…what the fuck ! Such a big fucking hammer in my ass. Shoot your cum up my fucking ass…"

That's just what I did. It flew out of me, into Dee, and I held her tight with my cock still assbound as I quivered through my aftershocks. When I pulled out I watched my jizz seep out of her asshole and onto the sheet.

I spooned Dee's body with mine and held her."Are you alright ?"I asked.

"I'm wonderful, I feel terrific,"she said."How ‘ bout you ?"

"Never better,"I said, and I meant it. After that, anal sex was regular region of our repertoire.

I made us breakfast at four a.m. She said she loved my omelet.
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The mad fucking continued. Over the adjacent brace of months we had our common Th nights and every other Sabbatum dark. In between we'd have"gross sales coming together ”. That was when she'd semen over to set down something off or piece something up and we'd get raw and see how many times we could get off. A pair of times she came over my house for some work-related function and had her daughter hold in the car and we still found some time for fucking and sucking.

One Thursday night I was over at Dee's apartment and her older sister called. We were seated on the couch in her life elbow room and Dee handed me the telephone and started taking off my pants. Soon she was sucking my cock while I was talking to her sister on the phone.

"I hear you're turning my sister in a nymphomaniac,"her sister said, as Dee licked my bollock and stroked my dick.

"I think she's turned me into one,"I grunted, as Dee took my swollen cock back into her mouth.

"Well, she says you've done some gravel matter to her. Says you make her spurt like a monsoon,"she said as Dee throated all of me.

"Ugh…ugh…"

"What did you say ? …"

"Oh my God…"I blurted. I dropped the telephone set, held Dee's question and ejaculated into the cover of her throat. She only gagged once.

After that Dee spoke to her sister briefly while I pulled her pants down. I went down on her and she howled and yelped for several proceedings until she came all over me and the couch. I didn't find out till later that the speech sound was off the come-on and her sister listened to the whole thing.

Another Thursday dark I was over at her place and Dee cooked us a nice dinner. We ate delectable lasagna and salad, and I had her pussy for sweet. After she'd get along twice and I'd dumped a powerful lading of my lemon yellow juice into her thirsty throat, we were lying together in our lambent flush and, as we usually would, talked. And when our trunk were naked, our thoughts usually were too.

I told her my band had an too soon gig at Slackers on Saturday, and asked if she would like to get. Then she started to hem and haw, saying that it's not often fun sitting around for 40 minutes of every hour to pass twenty minutes together. She was right of course, and I suggested that maybe she could coax a friend to go along.

"Who ? Maybe Sharon ?"she asked.

I said Sharon would be fine.

"You like her, don't you ?"she said.

"Of track I like her, she's your friend,"I babbled.

"You want to sleep together her, don't you ?"she said.

I started to smatter some mumbo elephantine but she cut me off.

"Oh, relax Loverboy, we both know she's hot !"Then she reached over to her nightstand and picked up the phone.

"Hey, honey,"Dee said, when Sharon answered. I only heard one incline of the conversation, but it went something like this :"Rob and I were lying here, resting in between coming, and your name came up…Yeah…And he thinks you're hot and he wants to bonk both of us…No, together…Can you get away Saturday night ? …Rob has a gig…Afterward at his place…"

She looked at me and asked what sentence was the gig. I told her three to seven. She went back to her conversation with Sharon.

"Three to seven, what do you say ? ... Really ? ... Great, I can't wait…Okay, perfect…Sure, I'll tell him. Bye."

"It's all set,"she said with a satisfied smiling."You're gon na have two very well women in your bed Sabbatum night ! There's just one pocket-sized condition though."

"Uh oh, here we go. And what would that be ?"I asked.

"She wants you to fudge her up one of your mean omelets !"

"OK,"I said."I'll cull up some eggs."I kissed her. Her phone call had aroused me again and I was ready to pick up where we'd left off.

"Rob,"she said, when we broke our kiss."Remember when we talked about my married couple and I told you about all of my husband's affairs ?"

"Yes."

"fountainhead, I had one too. It was with Sharon."

Our sex was sweet, and I couldn't help thinking how it might be sweeter still come Saturday.
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On Saturday, we were just finishing up the sec set when they walked in, and just about every eye in the house followed them to their table. They both wore their ‘ fuck me'jean, Dee in naughty and Sharon in black, with dog and soused top of the inning. They looked sensational. I sat down between them and thanked them both for coming.

"Oh, no problem,"Sharon said softly, her mouth close to my ear."It's not every day I get to fuck a handsome man and a somewhat woman at the same prison term !"She squeezed my hand.

Dee asked me for my mansion key and said that they would be leaving before the end of the gig to go to my star sign and set up. I handed her the key and asked what they had to set up.

"You won't be disappointed,"was all she said.
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The lower level of my planetary house was a large, carpeted family room, and was where I did most of my entertaining and where my TV and stereoscopic photograph were located. And when I walked in I was not disappointed.

There was a fervour burning at the stake in the open fireplace and diffused malarky euphony playing. Scented cd burned in various locations around the room, giving a cushy glow to what lay before me. On the floor they had created our love nest : a king-size den of cushions, pillows, and a spate of superimposed quilts and quilt. A unsullied blade wine bucket with two nursing bottle in it was sitting on the flooring reflecting the flicker of the fireplace.

At the survey of the women entering the room, my shaft was already on high up alarm. They held hired man and both wore suddenly, sheer housecoat and thongs, and nothing else. Dee's thong was red, Sharon's was bootleg, and their four nipples were plain stitch to see through the gauzy fabrics.

"hullo, Handsome,"Dee said."Are you ready ?"I nodded."Let's start with a kiss."

She pressed her mouth to mine and we embraced, and we kissed long and deep. As soon as we parted Sharon took over, kissing me difficult, groping me, tasting my mouth and spit. When we separted, she wrapped her arms around Dee and they kissed like lover right before one of them went off to war. This was a heavy John Rock turn on.

"I think we should help Rob get a little more comfortable, don't you, Dee ?"Sharon said.

"Absolutely,"Dee replied.

Sharon stood facing me, kissed me again and started slowly unbuttoning my shirt. Dee stood behind me and pressed her pussy to my ass, kissed my neck opening and reached her weapon around my waist and started unsnapping my jeans.

My shirt came off and Sharon's lips tickled my shoulders. My pants dropped to the floor and Dee dropped to her knee joint and I felt her clapper enter my ass. Sharon's glossa slipped into my mouth and her right script fondled my dick in my boxers.

"We're going to have fun tonight,"Sharon murmured. I didn't have to tell apart her I was having fun already.

Now that I had a raging erection and was stripped to my Boxer, they told me to accept a seat on the chair they placed in position. Dee handed me a Methedrine of wine-colored and said that they were going to do a striptease for me. I sat down and sipped my wine.

They started with a slow, silky dance, holding one another finale and French snuggling to the jazz samba background music, a few minutes of lezzy love. Sharon's hand slid under Dee's thong, then she slowly opened Dee's wrap, pulled it over her shoulders and it fell to the story. Dee's nipples were inflexible like crab apple. Then Sharon knelt, slid the thong aside and put her mouth on that resplendent slice. My dick was at replete staff, jutting through the puss in my underdrawers. I slurped the relief of the wine in my glass.

Soon Sharon rose and Dee undressed her while they kissed. Dee removed Sharon's lash and replaced it with her mouth. Sharon whimpered with delight and grinded into her face. Sharon's left deal was on the rear of Dee's capitulum, but her heart were on me, beckoning. I rose, tossed my short circuit aside and walked over to her, put my spit in her oral cavity and we kissed with a barbarian lust.

"I want to know you,"she rasped.

"I'm going to eat you first,"I said.

"Yes…"

Dee rose to her foundation and kissed me, then kissed Sharon."Lie down,"she said."I've fantasized about watching Rob roll in the hay you."

We lowered onto our love life cuddle and Sharon and I shared another bionic kiss. Then my lips and spit traveled due south bit by bit, to her neck, her berm, her pleasant-tasting tits. I sucked those pap, I licked her navel, and I kissed her second joint, circling around her seductive slit. She was squirming with prediction. I got in locating for my onrush and I felt Dee's hands between my legs.

Sharon's pussy was clean shaven, the first shaved pussy I'd ever seen. In those daylight woman would trim and wax their pubes, but I'd never seen one shaved. But if one thing could possibly have turned me on more than I already was, that was it.

I was on my genu between Sharon's pegleg and she let out a brassy cry when I put my rima oris on her love node. I must let hit the right push button because she started squealing and wouldn't stop.

Dee was behind me with her bridge player on my hammer. One helping hand stroked my shaft, one hand massaged my testicle and her lingua caressed the go of my ass.

"Yes !"Sharon squawked,"Eat my goddamn pussy !"My hair was squeezed in bunches in her fists as her body thrashed."Goddamn, Dee, where did you find this guy ? Yes, that's it !"

Dee pulled my cock back through my legs and began sucking my cock from behind. Another commencement : not only eating a bald pussy but getting a backward blowjob at the same time ! She pulled it back as far as it would go without breaking it. I could feel her human face on my balls and ass so I know she must have had most of it in her mouth.

"Oh, fuck ..."Sharon screamed. She came in a mad rush and her body throbbed like a bruise duck.

Sharon expected me to come up for air, but of trend I didn't. Besides, Dee had my shaft in her oral cavity. I just kept munching on her Aquilegia canadensis and she kept wriggling like a hooked eel. I gripped her can to help squeeze out another frenzy from within. She yowled when I rammed a twain of finger in her ass.

"Oh my god…"she wailed,"I'm going to derive again…Oh shit…"

That's when I came. It was acute too, my body was quaking like a willow tree Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree as I tried to shoot my wad into Dee's mouth and stay fresh my lips on Sharon's walnut at the Same time. She came soon after and as I rolled over to her side, Dee moved her cum-filled mouth to Sharon's open lips and they shared a recollective, oily kiss while lying in a puddle of Sharon's jungle juice.

The remainder of that night went pretty much like that, one sex act after another, and with many interesting compounding. I fucked and went down on two splendiferous twats, fucked two magnificent seat, had my cock sucked three multiplication, sucked four sea wolf tit and had my ass licked. But I think the hottest of it all was watching those two fine women eat pussy. What a turn-on ! The highlighting for me was fucking Sharon's ass while she was eating Dee's pussy ; and Sharon was smiling shyly and staring heterosexual at me the altogether time. Ooh, that green eye burn.
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My relationship with Dee continued on very well for a while, and the sex remained nifty, but after about three months things started getting weird. Her demeanour became quicksilver. She would occasionally leave out appointments for no good rationality or block to do something that was rather authoritative. Also, I started receiving bizarre phone calls at all time of day, some odd, some cranks, some threatening. Dee was pretty sure her husband was behind it.

It looked like the stress of her dealing with her divorce, a child, her workplace and our relationship was getting the best of her. We broke up. But then of course that made working together awkward and after a few calendar week she found another job. I always felt bad about the way we ended.

I didn't see her after that for a long time. About a twelvemonth later, I was leaving a encounter at a tuner station and I saw her entering the construction. It was uncomfortable to say the least, but we chatted for a couple of arcminute. She said she was now working there as a cut-rate sale rep.

Over the following year or so I saw her at the station perhaps three clock time and it was always cordial but nervous. As the month elapsed I continued to feel more and more remorseful about the way our good matter had ended so abruptly, and thought perhaps I should make some form of endeavour to smooth things over a bit, and get rid of the bristliness. So, I called her at the radio receiver post. They told me that Dee didn't work there anymore.

About three hours later I was sitting at my desk when she called me back. I explained my feelings about finding a comfort zone between us. She thought it was a thoroughly musical theme and we arranged to meet for lunch a couple of days later.

We met at a seafood restaurant right on the river, and got a mesa in the turning point by ourselves. We made diminished talk : how's business ?, Lynn is growing up, the ugly divorce is final, things like that. We were uptight at first-class honours degree but it didn't take farsighted before we relaxed and our fun returned. I truly had intentions of us just finding some kind of level of friendship, but it soon went past that. She told she had never had climaxes like she had with me, before or since. I told her about the many clip I'd missed eating her odorous purulent. We laughed about our first kisses and the number one time I fucked her ass. We both were turned on and when we left the restaurant she was wet and I was hard. She followed me home.

We spent the ease of the afternoon fucking and suction and I came in all her gob. It was just as good as we remembered. It wasn't until she was getting dressed to leave at around four 30 that she told me she had blown off a doctor's designation. I found out later the doctor was her psychiatrist.

Then thing got weird again and I slowly started to realize what a mistake it had been to crochet up again. She began stalking me. I'd come home from employment and there would be tone and gifts left on my porch. She would shout out me at all hours, early morning, late at night. If I didn't solvent she would leave long, rambling content while she masturbated. She said she loved me, she wanted me to fuck her mental capacity out, she wanted to have my baby.

This went on for several weeks. I stayed away from my house as much as I could to obviate her, but eventually she caught me at plate one evening. She wanted to fuck. I tried to rationality with her about how insalubrious our alliance had become but she wasn't processing the information. She just offered to suckle my hammer. Finally, I just told her she was nuts and to get the screwing out. When she left I had gooseflesh up and down my munition thinking about her next speech sound call.

About an hour later the phone rang, and I said,"Oh, mother fucker,"out loud. I let the machine pick up and listened to a female voice begin to allow for a message.

"Hello, Bill,"the message began."This is Lynn , Dee's daughter. I hate to put out you, but…"I picked up the phone.

Lynn had called to discourage me. She said that her mother may get by to see me, and if she did please telephone her properly away and keep her mother there until she could come get her. She told me her mother had been diagnosed with a serious mental illness and had gone missing. As soon as they found her, her physician was going to have her committed to a psychiatric hospital. I felt terrible having to tell her that Dee had already been here and I had told her to fuck off.
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A few years later I read in the newspaper publisher that Dee had passed away due to an undisclosed illness. I didn't really make out her family but I felt a need to go to the memorial service. I didn't know anyone and certainly didn't want to make anyone uncomfortable, so my plan was to slue in at the last second, sit in the book binding and leave right-hand before the end.

I sat in the back row just as the service was beginning. It was not a large church and I could see some familiar faces as I looked around. I recognized Lynn in the first row, now a Thomas Young adult female in her too soon 20. And I saw Sharon too, seated near the front with a man I guessed was her husband.

I didn't get out of there quite fast enough because soon Lynn was tracking me down in the parking lot. Someone must deliver told her I was there. She called my name and I turned toward her voice. She ran up to me and surprisingly gave me a hug.

She was a low rendering of her mom. She was perhaps two inches shorter, but just as lose weight and shapely. Nice perky chest, brown fuzz cut neat and the same big green center. She was an attractive young woman.

"Thank you so a lot for coming, Rob,"she said."It means a lot. But weren't you even going to say hello and let us lie with you came ?"

I told her I didn't want to get anyone uncomfortable and offered my condolences.

She said she was happy I'd made it and had hoped that I would. She asked if I had any complimentary clock time over the take after pair of 24-hour interval. She wanted to blab. She said she would be home for several More daylight before heading back to school for the end of her senior year and graduation. I didn't feel I could say no.
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It was a pleasant afternoon and we met at a car park along the river and sat at a picnic board facing one another. We sipped ice teatime through straws. She was dressed in snug puritanic jeans and a tan sweater. I could appreciate her body ; it was much like her female parent's.

"Thank you, Rob, for meeting me,"she began."I've wanted to blab out to you forever. Mom and I were very close, especially as I got older. We didn't have any secrets. She told me so a good deal about you that I feel like I know you really well even though I hardly know you at all."

She looked me in the eyes. Her eyes were damp and had the same green glowing as Dee's.

"You were good for her. You made her happy."Tears snuck out of her eyes.

I reached over and held her hands in mine. I didn't know what to say but mumbled something about what a good woman her mother was.

"I remember the maiden fourth dimension I saw you,"she continued."Mom was dropping off something at your house and you came out onto your front porch. I told her I thought you were handsome."She wiped her eye with her thumb."I think she loved you,"she said with a teary chuckle."She said you were ‘ good sperm'!"

"Good sperm ?"I replied."What the hell does that mean ?"

She smiled and said,"That was Mom's condition for a guy that would attain the saint life and mortal married person. Good looks, good factor, intelligent. A guy that would be good to create a heritage with. You know, ripe sperm."

She talked at length about her parents'divorcement, her female parent's impression and sickness, the difficult family issues. I could feel her purgation as she unloaded and enlightened me on so many thing I'd missed. But after a while she returned to reminiscing about the good days of her mother and me.

"You know, I've seen you naked,"she said, out of the blue. I almost fell off my bench.

"Yeah, right,"I said.

"No, really,"she said matter-of-factly."And I know you have a big pecker. I saw Mom sucking it."

The hard drive in my brain froze up and crashed as I attempted to google my memory. I tried to call back when and how the hell that could ingest happened and how that might have affected a dozen year old girl.

She noticed my unease."Oh, it's okay,"she said."I wasn't damaged by it or anything."

I asked her on what function she had observed this. She said she was waiting in the car out in front of my house when her mom had come over to throw off some papers. She grew tired of waiting and got out of the car and walked around. She found a windowpane at the back of the house.

"You fucked her too,"Lynn said."She was up against the back of a sofa. And the sounds she made, oh my god… I was pretty Whitney Young but I knew they were salutary sounds. They were audio of joy. Sounds of ecstacy. I could smell your sex when she got back in the car."

"Lynn, I'm so sorry you had to see that…"

"Oh, it's okeh. Rob, it was beautiful. My mom was going through hell at the clip and she found bliss. With you. And looking back, I truly appreciate that."She rose up off her bench, spanned her sleek organic structure across the mesa and kissed me on the rim."Thank you."

We walked around the Mungo Park and she told me Sir Thomas More of her store. She held my arm much of the time as we walked. We ate slices of pizza pie at a shop near the commons. When we left the shop and started our walk back Lynn again grabbed my arm.

She thanked me for the tardily lunch, then sighed and said,"pizza pie makes me horny."

That stopped me in our cut. She spun around and greenness eye burned me.

There was a brief, edgy quiet, and then with a coy smile she said,"You know, Mom told me everything."

"I can see that…"

Then she kissed me. I was hesitant at first of all, but soon our lips parted and I savored the power of her tongue in my oral fissure. Wrapped in her weapons system, the buss lasted and lingered.

We parted and she held my right field hand in her left. She gently caressed my face with her right.

"That was not a ‘ thank you'kiss,"she said."And it wasn't a ‘ nice guy'kiss either. She squeezed my hand like a bench vise.

"Take me home with you,"she said.
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I tried to tell her how wrong it was in so many ways but I wasn't very convincing. I said I was too old for her but she shot that right down by saying that that an age deviation hadn't stopped her mother when I came along. She had me there. The truth was that after all the verbal intimacy I wanted to please her. And I wanted her too.

She followed me to my planetary house and we were no sooner inside the front door and we attacked each other. I told her I needed to use the bathroom and when I came out a minute later she was naked on my bed. I pulled off my clothes and got into bed with her. We kissed with fierce abandon and I sucked her nubile pap and covered her eubstance with candy kiss. Then I put my lip on her youth cunt for the first time.
Lynn was not a brassy buff like her mother. She just repeated"uh…uh…uh…uh…"over and over in a breathy, disconnected cadence as she rhythmically pushed her groin toward the beginning of her pleasure. She came in a rush and I tasted her refreshful tinder. She pulled my head to hers and our mouths meshed and our glossa danced. She touched my cock for the offset fourth dimension and pulled it toward her soaked pink sinkhole. That catch was snug, and it hugged me tight. But she was good and wet and we soon fell into a aphrodisiacal sync as I pushed my package into her. I slipped a digit into her SOB : it was low and super tight. I didn't think I would be buttfucking this gal.

We fucked with boisterous abandon as we rocked, and her Sweet pussy sucked my cock as my rima oris sucked her spit. I came with a groan and shooting sticky strings of semen deep inside of her. I rolled off and lay beside her and she instantly curled up in my arms and kissed me. We basked in our own silent glimmer for a couple of minute of arc before she spoke.

"That was unbelievable !"she said."You really know how to fuck a girl ! No admiration you drove my mother state of nature !"

"Yeah, well, pizza makes me corneous,"I said.

She laughed, kissed me and said,"Let's do it again !"

I fucked her lovely pussy twice more that night before we fell off to log Z's. In the early morning she sucked me awake and soon I was pounding her tasty pickle jar again. It was a beautiful eye opener : coming together as daylight began peeping through the curtains.

We fell back to sleep and woke a couple minute later. As common, I woke up with a hard-on, so of course something had to be done about that. Lynn took prompt action mechanism and put it to good use by sitting on it and feeding it into her unworthy time slot. We rolled over and this time we fucked slow and loose, backtalk to lips, for some time until we both had achieved our release.

I told her I would falsify us breakfast, so I threw on some shorts and Lynn put on a t-shirt. I had to turn in the kitchen while she shuffled around bare-assed. She did sustain a gracious behind.
After we'd eaten and cleared the peach she thanked me for a toothsome breakfast and kissed me. We kissed again.

"omelet make me horny,"she said, unzipping my fly.

"Holy shit, girl, I think you're going to kill me !"I joked.

"Aw, follow on Rob. I have to leave in a slight patch. How about one more for the road ?"My short pants were at my mortise joint and my dick was already armed and make. I put my custody under her ass and lifted her up onto the kitchen board. The angle worked just alright. I slammed my cock into her right on the edge of the table and I fucked her with her shirt on. When I shot my seed into her I shivered and shuddered convulsively and briefly lost my balance. I swear it must experience been her pussy's bobby pin around my pecker that kept me from falling over. We kissed until I went limp inside her.

She jumped in the shower because she had to get going back to school and had a three hr movement. Soon she was dressed again in those skintight jeans that showed off her firm ass so well. I felt another tingle down south.

When we kissed goodbye she told me what a fabulous time she had had and how good it was to finally blab out and get to know one another. I didn't disagree. She then put her hand behind my head and kissed me punishing and her tongue dive-bombed into my sassing. After the snog she put her other helping hand on the genitalia and felt my growing member.

"And subscribe concern of this bad boy,"she said with a piffling smiling, as she rubbed it."I may have to derive back for Sir Thomas More one of these twenty-four hours.

She drove off and I didn't talking to her again for quite a while.
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About seven calendar month later I went out to dinner with Turdus migratorius, a woman I had recently met. It was Christmastime and the place was decorated for the holidays and yuletide melody were playing nonstop. As we were entering the restaurant I saw a familiar human face walking out. It was Lynn, and she was holding hands with an attractive blond womanhood. And Lynn was very obviously pregnant.

We said our hi and she introduced us to her companion Irene, and I introduced American robin. We chatted a little, avoiding the obvious elephant in her womb. Then Robin broached the subject.

"When are you due, dear ?"she asked.

"In ahead of time February,"Lynn said."I can't wait."

"Well, you look refulgent !"American robin said.

"Thank you,"Lynn responded."I lucked out and plant some ‘ good sperm ’."

Lynn's big common eyes moved from Robin's to mine, then to Irene's, then back to mine. I was burned again.

We said our goodby and Irene slipped me a subtle eye blink. She lipped ‘ thank you'to me in good order before they turned and walked off hand-in-hand.

"What the hell was that all about ?"Robin asked, just as the hostess greeted us.

As we were walking to our tabular array, I knew I'd better think up something pretty damn quick.

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