The knocking on the threshold surprised me. The January night in Iowa was cold, frigidity, dusty.
I had already slipped out of my apparel for the night and sat in my recliner, writing on my laptop ; it was a short floor about my childhood.

Since my divorce three years earlier, I spent a lot of my ‘ alone'prison term writing ; mostly on the subject I know more about than anything else… me.
I've written 100 of taradiddle about my old hometown and my kin. My nine sibling provided lots of computer memory that I want to, someday, share with my tiddler and grandchildren.

"hold on a minute !"I called to the brave soul standing on my north porch,"I'll be right there !"
Since I had been totally naked, enjoying the warmth of my fireplace, I grabbed my flannel lounge gasp and pulled on an oversized jersey. I rarely use that door to my old twp-story home, so I had to move my laptop's power supply and a hand woven rug that blocked the North flatus from blowing under it.

On the figurehead step was Jo. She and her husband, laborer, had been my friends for long time. At one point, I worked with both of them in a small business organization.
laborer had invested in another speculation and had become quite wealthy. He finally convinced Jo to quit study and get a lady of leisure time.
It really wasn't her cup of tea to do nothing, so she had buried herself in hobbies while he traveled ; which was most of the time.

"I was beginning to question how long you were going to give me stand out here. You do see it's only nine grade and this air current is pretty hard on an old woman."

I have to say you that Jo is hardly an old womanhood. She's 52 with slightly graying, blonde hair. Standing 5ft 2in, she weighs in at around 100lbs, give or take 5lbs… depending on her electric current diet and exercise plan.
Jack talked her into getting a face lift a few years ago, which still makes her look like she's in her early forties.

I unlatched the old screen room access started to push it opened,"I only let old womanhood come in if they know the password."

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

I helped her slay her coating, thinking I'd like to just keep disrobing her until she was only wearing her birthday suit.

"okeh, to what do I owe this unexpected visit ? You just wanted to see my handsome look ?"

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

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

"Don't be a shit, Don. Kaylen and Beth are both out of townsfolk and I need someone to talk 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 fervour. I couldn't help scoping out her ass in those pie-eyed ski pants. With the bulky sweater, it was hard to shit out her small tits, though.

"Yes, I need to talk and you need to listen.
You remember the former 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 pocket ?"

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

"Yes."

"Yep, I remember. Right about then I sure was wanting to overstretch your human face finisher and kiss you… I wouldn't have done it, but I damn sure wanted to."

Jo turned back to face me, put her fiddling hands behind her back to warm them and said,"There lies the job, Don. I wanted you to do exactly that.
I know you've loved our family for a long clip ; and I always thought you had special feel for me.
That day was the like day I found out that mariner was screwing one of his staff.
I would have gone straightaway to bed with you that day… but it would have been out of revenge."

I sat down and leaned back,"That stupid ass bastard. That's all I can call back of right now. My God, how in the inferno can he even consider soul else when he has you ?
Jo, you are the most amazing woman I've ever known."

"Pfffft.."

"No, I'm sober. You can sew your own clothes ; cook with the in force ; crochet the tiniest lacing doilies ; driving force nails and use a mightiness saw as practiced as I can.
You can do it all, and you're beautiful, sugariness and considerate of to a lesser extent fortunate.
… ripe ma'am I know, without a doubt.
And Jack decides to fuck around on you ; I may have to kick his stupid ass."

"Don… Uh, it's getting warm in here."

She pulled her jumper over her head and I could form out the shape of her teat under her t-shirt ; her nipples already hard as my shaft was getting.
"So, instead of kicking his ass, which he does need, why don't you just slumber with his wife ?
I like it all….."

My mind was spinning. Yes, I had wanted Jo's little body, in every imaginable way, since the offset day we all worked together in the store. But I never intended to lay my hands 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 arms around her and held her cockeyed, kissing the top of her mind,"There's no way in hell I would have made a serious pass at you, Jo.
I can't really say that I'm IN love with you, but I do have it off you and I've wanted you for a long, long time.
I want to be the guy that enjoys holding your hand as much as rubbing your ass… and I luuuuv your ass.
I want to look at you in the morning, watch the sunrise and stare at your aspect, even without your make-up.
I know you don't really want to heat up next to my beer belly, but I sure would like to wake up next to your freckles.
Sure, I'll be the happy man in Iowa if you have sex with me, whatever you like to do best.
But… there's just one problem."

"Huh ? What ?"

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

I had adjusted the water spraying just right when I felt a tap on my vertebral column,"Well, here it is. Not quite what you expected, is it ?"

I looked her up and down,"fountainhead, it looks like you must suffer the knocker of a fifty yr old, not a teenager. No, I wasn't expecting the unused resolve of a teenager, either.
I'm surprised you have a bush down here,"I rubbed her snatch mound,"I kinda figured diddlyshit as wanting a sweet talker ; but I like it like this.
You have More freckle than I expected, but I plan on kissing every, damn one of them tonight… twice."

Our back talk meshed and our lingua sought out the sweetness of the other's. No, we didn't wait. I turned off the water and we sprawled our wanting bodies on my bed. Her beautiful neck opening was my commencement objective lens and I covered it with kisses. Just above and behind each of her midget ears was a pocket-size knot ; left there by the operating surgeon who did her lift. It took at least ten hour to figure out my way down to her, very slightly sagging, tits, where my tongue dwelled while my bridge player was massaging her clit.
Her first orgasm erupted as I was about to leave her pull up stakes orb and prompt on toward her belly button.

Temporarily, I skipped past her twat ( trust me, it was a monolithic effort ). She came a second time as I worked over the insides of her thighs with my back talk and tongue.
After the slip to her toes and back, I rose and smiled,"Supper time."
It was the odoriferous cunt I ever tasted. I lapped and fingered her through two more immense climax, then sank ol'Fat Boy inside her hot burrow.

Her twenty percent 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 load deep inside her and nearly passed out doing so. Surprisingly, I stayed hard for the first sentence since I was in my thirties.
We slowed and I pulled out long enough to undulate her to her manpower and knees.
BAM ! Fat Boy sank plate again.
I rode her doggy vogue for another ten minutes before my nuts boiled another slew and blew it against her womb.

We both had lost count, but Jo said she thought she had cum eight times. We lay in each other's arms and chafe hand over skin, over whisker, over backside, 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 midriff of the Nox, Jack ?"
"No, I was asleep. What else do I do at 2:30am ?"
"I don't grant a son of a bitch if it's only 10:30 there, it's two, fucking, XXX here and you woke me up from a deep sleep."
"mulct, then I'll see you Th. Good night, Jack."
"HEY, WAIT ! Are you still there ?"
"good, I want you to do something for me tonight."
"dogshit, no, I don't want you to think about me while you're jacking off.
What I want you to do is… are you ready for this ? ... I want you to retrieve about finding a new home 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 kick his pudding head ass. He's probably tearing up AT & T trying to get them to tuen on my phone. Let the son of a kick worry."

She laughed a trivial harder,"I'll bet the bastard's shaft won't even get strong for her tonight… but let's not let this one go to waste."
She pulled my dick a few fourth dimension until it began to raise. In the dark, I felt her sass encircle ol'Fat Boy's head and begin her pinnace succour. A few minutes later, I raised her head and pulled her brass to mine. Kissing her boldness, I told her that I had fallen totally in love with her and wanted her to live the sleep of her life with me.

"Don, all I really wanted to do tonight was get laid. I figured it wouldn't take a good deal convincing. Little did I know that my ol'crony would evince me to a greater extent love in one night that my own husband has done in the hold up xv years.
When my divorcement is done, you and I can subsist together forever, as far as we have this kind of love.
No… fuck that bastard. I'll move in with you tomorrow"

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