Fbailey narrative number 782


topper Quaker's Wife


Jim and I had been champion since high school day. I was his easily man at his wedding and he was my best man at my wedding. Unfortunately my marriage didn't final stage very long. Terri found out that she liked girls better and moved on with her life.

Jim and Samantha were doing pretty well though. They got through the initiatory seven years and had a son that was just starting kindergarten. I envied him.

We worked in different towns at different companies and in unlike business but we always got together on Saturday mornings.

We usually took his son to a formal game or to a commons to play. Occasionally we would get hold of his wife with us too, especially if it involved her wearing less clothing. I guess I need to explicate that last remark. Samantha was a total and dispatch sweetheart, a perfect ten, and in today's language a MILF. In early words Samantha was a fucking wet dream. If she was coming with us I wanted to go to a water system ballpark, a nude sculpture beach, or a long walk in a warm Light Within rain. fountainhead the nude painting beach was out of the question and the warm summer rainfall only happened once but it was a memory that would hold up for a lifetime. Samantha's Andrew Dickson White jersey and White bra got soaked, right to her skin. That bra was not very thick and did nothing to hide her dingy ring of color and hard nipples. Her slopped chickenhearted shorts got wet too. Her garden pink G-string panties became visible and her dark pubic hair did too. It was the most titillating thing that I had ever seen. I lusted after her that day and ever since.

As too the water parks it was easy to talk jimmy Junior into it, after all he was five and loved the big slides. I on the other hand enjoyed watching Samantha in her bikini going down the coast right after him to assure his safety. Big Jim was always off chasing some teen in a really lowly two-piece hoping for a display. I was please with the display before me. I played lifeguard and took the periodic picture…especially whenever Samantha was about to hit the consortium of piddle at the merchantman. I had some very nice pictures of her. Three of them were when she lost her top. They are without a dubiousness my preferent impression of her.

Junior got out and ran around to go down again.

Samantha walked up to me. She was dripping wet. She looked amazing. Then she asked,"Do you still have those painting of me when I lost my top two summers ago ?"

I replied,"Yes, I treasure them."

She laughed and said,"I bet ! It is more potential that you jerk off to them."

She looked down at my dick as it started to swell in my swim trunks. Thank heaven for the tight inner lining holding affair in place.

Samantha said,"Get your camera set. I'll be down in a few minutes."

I watched her ass tilt as she walked away. She hadn't gotten all that far away when she turned to look at me over her shoulder as I clicked the picture. She smiled and kept walking.

I'm not sure what she did, but somehow she loosened the affiliation on her top. Normally when she came down the water slides she would cross her arms over her bosom to protect her top. That sentence however, when she came down her hands were at her slope. I had changed over to video recording and got her coming down the slide at my closest possible setting, which was only 5x. The water hit her fork and then it removed her two-piece top. When Samantha came up for air she stood there topless looking at me and smiling. She tried to breed her boob with one arm while looking around for her top. She found it and walked closer to me with it. She leaned over putting her breasts in the body of water as she slipped the top strand over her caput. Then she stood up facing me as she pulled the bikini cups over her nipple to tie it in the rear. A final adjustment and she reached for my hand so that I could pull her up out of the water.

Samantha smiled at me and asked,"How was that ?"

I told her that I had it all on video right from the beginning to the very end.

She said,"Good ! I hope you enjoy it. Don't tell my hubby about it. He just might try to bolt down you."

It was just about lunchtime so we caught up with Junior and then found Jim. Jim asked me if anything good had happened so I told him about three college girlfriend. He had seen them too. They were all dressed in brilliant garden pink bikini. While we ate our cheeseburgers those three college female child walked by. Jim grabbed Junior and followed them.

Samantha said,"Well we are finally alone. We might ingest a unanimous hr to ourselves. Do you want more pictures like before ? I'll mannerism for you. Lets go."

She took my hand and headed off in the direction away from the major bodily process. On one end was a picnic country that got very short use. People weren't occupy in a walkover ; they were there for the body of water slides. The few people that we did see saw us holding work force and just smiled at us.

We walked so far that we actually found the outer border fence. We found three big willow Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree with branches that hung down to the ground. It was a utter hiding place. Someone would have to add up inside with us to see us.

Samantha said,"We can't stay here all day so you can decamp the foreplay."

I watched as Samantha untied the back string of her two-piece top and lifted it up over her mind. The view just kept getting well and skillful, especially with her at eye level with me. I reached out to grab one of the train at her side that was tied. She didn't move a muscleman early than to smile sweetly. I gave the string a tug but nothing happened.

Samantha said,"I double knot them. It helps preclude Jim and Junior from tugging on them and embarrassing me in public."

I said,"But your top came off."

Samantha laughed and said,"I know. I told you beforehand that it would. When I went down that waterslide it was not double knotted and it wasn't tied very tightly either. I'm lucky that it stayed on that long."

She hooked her thumb into both sides and pushed down. Her bikini buns were stuck in her snatch and made her tug harder to get them out. She wiggled and then they fell to her invertebrate foot. Then she stepped out of them and stood before me naked.

Samantha said,"When I came up out of that water supply I could feel a hundred duad of eyes on me but all I wanted were yours. I actually had an orgasm while you were taking my characterization, or as I now know, picture taping me."

I dropped my trunks and was standing before her sporting a fairly skillful erection.

Even though she had requested no foreplay I just could not come about up the opportunity. I held her and kissed her as I worked my hands over her back and arse. She was a very good countenance. Her lips were soft but firm, they were parted just enough, and her sass tasted sweet.

I lay her down in the grass and got between her legs and started to eat her out. My tongue was making oral dearest to her pussy and it was a hundred clock time better than any woman that I had ever tasted before. Samantha was made of sugar and spice and everything nice. She was quick to orgasm and I just knew that she was as emotional as I was.

I moved up her physical structure kissing her nipples as I went. Her knee were bent on, her helping hand was on my cock, and she was aiming it where she wanted it…right straight at her love tunnel.

We both knew how excited I was and after a few thrusts she said,"Do it ! Just do it !"

well I sure didn't need an graven invitation. I gave her a few Sir Thomas More thrusts and started to cum inside of her.

Samantha hugged me tightly and said,"I can feel it. Give it all to me. I want it all. Oh God ! There I go again."

I felt her shake under me.

I squirted a few More times in her as she kept saying,"Oh God ! Oh God ! I just knew that you would be this dependable !"

I replied,"I just knew that you would be this right too !"

She squatted near the tree trunk and tried to push as much of my cum out of her as she could. A big ashen gob was followed by a secure current of yellow piss. I just loved to watch a char pee.

I pulled up my trunks and watched her pull up her two-piece hind end. Then she slipped her top over her head and covered her breasts before tying it. I laughed and said,"You have it on inside out."

Samantha smiled and took it off, flipped it over, and slipped it back around her neck. Then she tied the back. I kissed her one last metre before we walked out from under that tree.

We were back in the thick of thing when Samantha found a lady's room to go into. Instead she told me to get my camera ready again and went toward the big waterslide. This time when she came down I was filming her as she pulled her bikini bottom off to one side as she hit the pool at the bottom. I had to smile as I realized that she had just given herself a douche.

She came up to the surface, adjusted her derriere, and waved as she called out,"Hi Jim I've been looking for you."

I turned to see Jim and Junior coming toward me. Once again she raised her paw up to me and I helped her up out of the water.

It had been a very long day when we headed plate. My car was parked in front of their house so I thanked Jim for a wonderful day. I offered to help him express Junior into the house but opening the doorway was enough. We watched him post the spent dormancy boy up to his bed.

Samantha turned toward me and kissed me as she slid my manus down into her two-piece bottom.

She whispered,"I want to see you again just as often as we can. You make me feel like a desirable cleaning woman again."

I poked around in her wet fix and then I tickled her sensitive clit for a hour. I succeeded in giving her another orgasm before we broke our kiss and I headed toward my car.

God ! What a woman !


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