WHO'S ON first-class honours degree ?

The four hot moms were seated together in the bleacher watching their sons play ball. None of them found the plot all that interesting, they were just there to support their son and the team. Watching a landing field full of young teenagers play crib conference baseball in the summer heat energy can be a irksome affair. They wanted their male child to win of track, and they often did, but their tending were not always focused on the action on the field. They were usually staring at, and making comments about, the young man coaching the team.

The team was dependable, in first place in their air division, which brought many of the parents and fellowship members and other spectators out to the games, so the gang had grown with each victory. But the four hot moms had been there from game one and were always seated in a cluster of lawn professorship a short distance away from the bleachers. That way they could check out the coach and pass water all of their various remarks, which were loaded with desire and lewdness and innuendo, and not be overheard.

The coach, named Augie, was a freehanded young man in his mid-twenties. He was tall and tapered and athletic, a onetime college baseball player, with short, dirty-blond hair and baby drear eyes behind the sunglasses he constantly wore. The moms loved watching the smooth, nimble way he moved around and peering at his ass, tightly wrapped inside his dungaree. Of trend Augie had checked out the mummy too. He had a hard fourth dimension not looking at them. At their hot organic structure and firm tits and sweet butts, at every game, without husbands, dressed in short trunks with hangman's rope and molded tops, smiling when he glanced their way. He kept his refinement on, hoping they wouldn't see him sneaking peek. But they knew.

The hot momma all had kids in their teenager and were quite a bit sometime than Augie. But that didn't bar them from wanting a piece of his immature ass. Or at to the lowest degree talking about it.

Kayla was the least candid of the four of them. She was the newfangled addition to the ingroup, 34, recently separated from her husband, headed for divorcement, and raising her son alone for the starting time clock time. She was blacken, with kinky, foresighted fatal whisker, and was hot and horny. She watched Augie and hoped that he liked opprobrious charwoman and bubble butts. Her son was Jaylan, the left fielder.

"If he likes the dark meat, girls, look out,"she said.

Donna was the untested of the four at 32. She was half-Thai, a flyspeck ball of attack with long, true blacken hair down to her amercement, bosomy ass. She was married to a henpecked, pussy-whipped accountant, and had had men outside of her married couple a few multiplication, usually during tax time of year. She'd had her son Rocky, the sec baseman, at a youth age.

"Nah, girlfriend, I bet he likes Asian lady friend and I hope he likes it rough. I'd like to sink my teeth into him,"she replied."Make him beg me to stop. Or beg me not to."

Janelle was the sure-enough of the four. She was 40, but didn't looking it. She was a tall blond, a professional with a latent godforsaken streak, hot and sexy and divorced. She had an on-again, off-again young man, but she knew he was a swot and was just for maintenance. The thought of taking Augie to bed was attractive to her, and in her mind, potential. Her son Jeff played midpoint field.

"I just want to take up his rooster,"she said.

Lexi was a brunet, 35, also divorced, with a great, hard eubstance and an attitude to gibe. She was a country girl, a local rough-around-the-edges cracker, very uninhibited, and tattooed in a few places, some visible with her lean outfit on, and some not. Her son, Ronny Joe, was a big, gangling boy, and was the first baseman.

Lexi and Janelle had met geezerhood before when they were both still married, and were swinger. They'd swapped married man three different times before the guy cable said they wanted to see the wife getting it on. So Lexi and Janelle hopped into bed and went at it, and got into it pretty well. One thing led to another and soon the men were jerking off and blowing each other. Janelle and Lexi had an affair. The married man had their own thing going. divorcement ensued. Janelle and Lexi had been tight ever since, and although they both liked men, they still took a axial motion in the hay together every now and then.

"Janelle, how about you take fear of his front while I take care of his back end ?"Lexi said."He won't know if he's coming or going."

All four moms laughed loudly, attracting the irritate aid of nearby watcher. It was a all important moment in a closelipped plot, so they shut up and settled down to watch out. They knew their barks were worse than their bites, and figured it was likely none of them would end up in the sack with Augie. But it was fun imagining what they'd each do with him if they had the chance. And they each wondered, if it were potential, which of them would be first ?

-- --

"Hey, Coach !"Janelle called. It was a workweek later, after a unaired triumph, and the team and coaches and spectators were walking across the field to their cars.

"Call me Augie,"he said, smiling, as she strode up beside him.

"Okay. Augie,"she said."Augie, I was wondering. Uh, the season is over soon, and I was thinking that maybe you'd like to have a party for the team. It's been such a good season and all, and I think everyone would bask it. And if you are interested, I'd like to propose to host the company at my house."

"Really ? You'd do that ?"

"Yes. I have a beautiful backyard with a puddle, Jacuzzi, a barbecue pit, and peck of space for former natural action. I think it would be a courteous thing to do, and the kids and parents could celebrate our successful season. I know it would be well-attended."

Augie liked Janelle, thought she was hot as ember. He'd had an encounter with her years before, when they both had unlike lives, but he knew now that she didn't remember him. It was seven twelvemonth before, and they were both much different then. She didn't recognize him with his shorter pilus and sunglasses. But he could never deliver forgotten her. It was one looney, delicious dark and he'd learned a lot. In fact, it had been a turning head in his life.

"I think that's a bully idea,"he said."And that's very generous of you. When were you thinking ? We still have four game to play, and then the playoffs."

"After the playoffs, of course. Why don't you come over to my house. You can see the layout and we can plan it together. And I'm sure enough some of the early parents would be glad to peddle in and help."

Augie agreed, and they arranged it. He knew there was no substantial reason for him to preview the seat, but he wasn't going to turn down a chance to get man-to-man with Janelle again. They would meet on Saturday afternoon. That gave Janelle a few days to arrange to have Jeff shipped off to his Church Father or a admirer's sign of the zodiac on Saturday. If she was going to try to get in the coach's pants, she didn't want to ingest her son hanging around.

-- --

"Janelle, you sly little fox, you,"Lexi said."You're fixin'to seduce that boy, aren't ya ?"

Lexi's twang surfaced whenever she was excited. Janelle had just told her about the company planning company she had set up for Saturday.

"If he doesn't seduce me first,"Janelle said.

"You may need some help, girl. I could arrive over if you like. We can tag-team him."

"Thanks, but no, I'm flying solo this time, dearest. But I'll hold that in mind."

-- --

Janelle had suggested to Augie that they meet in the latterly good afternoon on Saturday, and they agreed to four o'clock. She said that way it wouldn't interfere with any programme they might accept for that day, but her real reason was because it would be getting on happy hour, and she thought a twain drinks would loose them up.

Augie arrived at her home at a little after four. Janelle had left a note taped to the front door that said to come right in, she was in the backyard by the pool. So he opened the room access and entered. He walked past the living elbow room and kitchen to french door that opened onto the covered patio out back. He walked out and saw Janelle seated at a total darkness rod Fe, glass-topped table, a roof fan rotating above her. On the board was a effectual pad, pen, what appeared to be a pair cartridge clip, an ice bucket, two tall plastic tumbler pigeon and a sweaty pitcher of some golden beverage.

"Augie ! Right on time,"Janelle said, and rose to recognize him. She grabbed his hands and squeezed them, a sturdy handle. She was on her minute drink already. liquidness courage.

She looked hot as infernal region, Augie thought. Her blond hairsbreadth was was freshly frizzed, and she wore a lacy, v-neck beach cover-up over a black two-piece swimsuit, and was barefoot. He knew she had a fabulous body, he thought she'd feeling groovy in a Irish potato sack. But the black case behind the sheer, white cover was sexy as hell.

"Have a seat,"she said, pulling a chair out for him. She poured him a drink."And have a Vodka Cooler. These taste great on a warm afternoon like this."

"Good,"he said, after taking a sip. His eyes panned around, glancing at the consortium, the fountain, the Jacuzzi, the brick barbecue, the huge potted medallion."Wow, Janelle, you have a beautiful backyard."

"Thank you. I think we can experience a great political party and it will be fun for everyone, the kids and parents alike, don't you think ?"

Augie agreed, and took another drink. He wished he'd break his shades. It was grueling to keep his eyes off of Janelle's tits.

"And I have a rec elbow room downstairs, with a pool board, scoot display panel and video recording games. I'll show you that later if you like."

Augie nodded, took another sip. His cup was already half-empty, so Janelle picked up the pitcher and topped it off. Hers too.

They got down to business planning the political party. Janelle had planned it out in advance. She already had worked out the day, the time, the fare, the details. Augie loved that, because what the hell did he bed about party planning for a bunch of small fry ? So he nodded, went along with all of it, and when he asked about how much it would be, she told him it would cost him zippo. She had already talked to some parents who loved the musical theme and had agreed to pitch in to cut across the costs and avail with all of the logistics. They didn't think Augie should pay a dime because he had volunteered his clock time from leaping through summertime, coaching their Logos, had done a damn dear job at it, and their boys were better because of it. They didn't want Augie to experience to do a affair. They wanted to do it as a Thank You.

Augie was touched, his eyes watered."I'll get a cake,"he croaked.

Janelle smiled."okay. You can bring a cake."

In less than an hour the plans were done and the pitcher was running on empty.

"wish to submit a dip ?"Janelle asked.

"Uh, I don't know,"Augie replied."I didn't bring a suit."

"Doesn't matter."

He looked around."What about Jeff ?"

"He's off to a acquaintance's house. Won't be back until tomorrow. It's just us."She let that hang there, looking him in the eyes."Or,"she continued,"Why don't we sit in the Jacuzzi ? It's very relaxing. severalise you what. You get comfortable in the Jacuzzi while I get us some more drinks. I'll join you in a couple minutes."

She rose from the table, picked up the pitcher and turned and headed toward the kitchen. Augie admired the silhouette of her ass and upper thighs behind her translucent wrapper as she walked. He kicked off his shoes and pulled off his shirt, then he stood and took off his pants. He folded his clothes and put them on the chair. With his boxers on, he walked to the tub and lowered himself into it. The cool body of water surrounded his body and sweaty chunk and felt magnificent after sitting at the board in the sticky hotness. He sat back and relaxed as the sun began to sink behind the side of the menage, slowly bringing shade to the pool area.

Soon Janelle strode back across the patio with another pitcher, picked up the cups from the tabular array and came to the Jacuzzi. Augie was sword lily when she'd suggested more potable because they tasted heavy and were going down easy. And it was turning their group meeting into a party. And the way thing were shaping up, maybe more than that.

Janelle poured the drinks, iced with cubes, into both roller, handing one to Augie. She put the pitcher down on the edge of the tub.

"A toast,"she said, raising her glassful."To a inferno of a passenger vehicle, a perdition of a squad, and what I'm sure will be a hell of a party."They drank."Here, hold this."

She handed her drink to Augie. Then she shed her lacy cover-up and tossed it on the deck. Augie had to piss an try to observe his knife from hanging out. Her black courting looked amazing with her tanned skin as a background. He eyed her top, bulging with tits and pointed mamilla, and her tooshie, a V-shape tapered to her twat, as she climbed into the tub beside him. She turned the cat valium on low, and took her drink from Augie.

They sipped their drinking, getting comfy, not saying anything for a clip. When their crapulence were down to half-full, Augie topped them off.

"Ah, this is Nice,"he said.

"Yes it is. I never get tired of it."Another tacit pause. Then :"I'm gladiolus you came over, Augie. I think the party will be a blast. And you and the boys deserve it. You have done a howling job with the team this year."

"Thank you,"he said awkwardly.

"And throwing this party was a swell idea for another reason,"she said, taking a gulp.

"Really ? What's that ?"

"It was a clever way for me to get the two of us alone."

There it was, Augie thought. This lady doesn't mess around. She was no bull seven years ago, and she's no bullshit now. They both turned slightly, their eyes connected.

"Worked like a appealingness,"Augie said softly.

"Do you have a girlfriend, Augie ?"

"Nope."

"Do you like older women ?"

"Yep. I'm in a Jacuzzi with a pretty hot one right now."

Janelle smiled."How old are you ?"

"Twenty-six. And-a-half."He smiled back at her.

She laughed."You are so cunning. I'm XL. That doesn't bother you ?"

"Janelle, I'm in your Jacuzzi with you. We're half-naked and drinking vodka. What do you think ?"

"I think maybe we should do something about the half part,"she said, with a sly smile."Kiss me."

He did, and there was nothing dainty about it. Her lip were soft and supple and sucked him in. Their tongues flicked and licked and dug deep. The osculation lingered on. When it finally ended, they paused, eyes-to-eyes, then quickly plunk in for sec. Augie's hands soon went to shape, settled on a breast and a butt. Janelle slipped a hand between his thighs, found what she was looking for and held it as they kissed. She felt it produce in her reach. The kiss was long, acute, as they groped.

"I've fantasized about fucking you,"Janelle said, with a gasp.

"Well, you talked me into it,"Augie said, with a rasp.

"Up here."

Janelle tapped her fingerbreadth on the shelf on one face of the tub, about halfway up. Augie scooted up and sat on it as Janelle spun around on her knee joint to look him.

"Let's remove these off,"she said.

She slipped her fingers inside the elastic waist of his underpants and pulled them down and off, and tossed them on the deck. The waterline was now caressing Augie's orchis and his dick was fully erected, and it was barely out of the water when Janelle took it into her mouth.

Augie groaned. He felt her hands on him, caressing his orchis and ass. He held her psyche as it bobbed and his cock slid in and out of it. Soon he was thrusting, fucking her face.

His all shaft disappeared into her mouthpiece, and reappeared, over and over. Augie was amazed at the ease with which she throated him, in and out, smooth as silk. Her fingertips and nails played on his hardening crank. He reached behind her back and unhooked her two-piece top, took her titty in his hands. Her nipples were difficult and enlarged between his fingers.

His subdivision were extended as he felt her up and fucked her mouth at the Saame sentence, and cock and oral cavity worked in perfective sync. Then one of his pokes was a tad too exuberant, and with his tool fully inserted into Janelle's mouth, his hind end slipped off the ledge. He sank like a Edward Durell Stone and he yowled when her teeth scraped along his tender scape and pinched the fountainhead on the way down.

His ass hit stern, and his cock and nut collided with Janelle's thighs, who was on her human knee between his wooden leg. She didn't miss a beat. With immediate delicacy she raised up, pulled her Bikini bottom to the side and lowered herself onto him. Her pussy enveloped his cock, her brawn tightened around it, and she started bouncing. O.K., Augie thought. Fucking underwater is good.

But not that good. Something was missing, the aesthesis was different. So he grabbed her derriere with both script, rose up, turned around, and parked her ass on the ledge. He ripped her thong off and started fucking her like it was their last day on Earth.

Augie was banging her with wantonness, hoping he didn't throw his back out. Janelle was squalling as he pummeled her, and her ass was being squished against the lip of the tub. He plunged his knife into her mouth to calm her. The neighbors might hear.

She came before he did, and she almost bit his clapper when she did. She squealed, only half-muffled, and her body shook like a nag at a dog intellectual nourishment factory.

"Oh shite !"she exclaimed loudly."Oh fuck."

Janelle's jizz flowed into the bubbly tub. She finally stopped vibrating, he pulled out."Did you occur ?"she asked.

"Not yet,"he said.

"You will soon."

She slipped her hands into his axilla and pulled upward, and he stood up before her. The H2O was up to his thighs, and with her butt on the shelf, her aspect and his upright cock were at the same level. She pulled him closer, wrapped her mouth around his prick and resumed the blowjob she'd been giving him when he slipped off the ledge.

Standing in movement of Janelle, Augie watched, mesmerized, as his cock glided in and out of her spry mouth. He fondled her tit, felt her laurel wreath working his balls and a fingertip crawl into his ass. He swung his bulwark to equalise her. It wouldn't take long.

Augie was slamming her pretty good, but Janelle's mouth held tight. She had a steadying grip with a handful of scrotum and a finger up his ass, and was determined to render him the best cock sucking of his young life story. She wanted to savor his cum.

So she did. She heard a low, airy groan and knew he was about to blurt. She rammed her finger's breadth all the way in and held a butt cheek in her early hand, and sucked with all her strength. He groaned again, louder.

"Here I come,"he said, with slight hint, and his consistence shook and his knees knocked as his cum rose up and out in charged spurts.

Janelle felt his cum jettison into the back of her lip, then again, several more prison term. It was a John R. Major load, and it was gruelling to swallow with a big pecker in her mouth. Once he'd given her his all, she backed off, swallowed what she could, tasted the residue, and swallowed again, with semen oozing out of the street corner of her mouth.

"sanctum shit,"Augie moaned."Incredible."

Without vacillation, he knelt between her legs. He wanted to eat her neat, sweet cunt, and he knew how she liked it. He spread her wooden leg, squeezed her ass with both hands. He pressed his nerve into her crotch and slipped a finger's breadth into her ass. He put his oral fissure on her stiffened clit. And with his back talk surrounding it, making a business firm, cushioned seal between his back talk and her lush physique, he sucked.

"Oh My God !"Janelle shrieked, almost a shout, at that first contact.

Augie sucked it, and gently tongued it between his lips.

"Yes !"she said excitedly."That's it. Right there."

He kept at it, over and over, as Janelle squirmed and moaned, and he would extend to do so until she had another climax. Which he knew she would, and would soon.

"Oh horseshit,"she barked."Yes. There. Just like that."

It wouldn't be more than another couple minutes. Janelle's body was convulsing like a willow in the wind and her bitch was about to explode.

"I'm gon na do again,"she hissed."I'm gon na get big."

Augie breathed in a deep lungful of air through his nose and took one last long, nonstop flight index suck. He sucked the cum right out of her and took it in the boldness. Her body writhed as she came, her ass slithered in his hands. When her passing was over her spasms abated, and with her consistency wonderfully spent, she pulled his head up from between her stage. Their lips met and spread apart, their cum-flavored clapper plunge together, and they kissed deeply and long. As the kiss was ending, just before Janelle was about to let her body sink back into the deepness of the tub, she felt him enter her.

Augie wasn't through, he wanted to know her again. His stopcock was again at its total, so he slipped it between her pussy lip and rammed it domicile, and screwed her hard until he expelled a load of cum into her.

-- --

"Damn, Augie, that was amazing,"Janelle said."Looks like coaching baseball is not your only talent."

They were still in the Jacuzzi, skin-to-skin, sipping the drinking Augie had refilled.

"I think you are the amazing one. You are fucking sexy as hell."

"Well, I have to tell you,"she said."I knew I wanted you, and I was pretty certainly it would be near. But damn, boy, you are really good. I can't remember the end time I felt so completely fucked. And where did you learn to eat pussy like that ?"

Augie wasn't sure if the interrogative was rhetorical, so he took his prison term, sipped his crapulence. Then he said :"From you."

Janelle lifted her headspring from his shoulder joint and looked up at him."Say what ?"

"You taught me."

"I taught you ?"Janelle said, confused."Taught you what ?"

"You don't remember me,"he said."But I remember you. I could never forget."

Janelle sat up, turned to him."I don't know what you're talking about."

"It was seven yr ago,"Augie said."I was home for the summertime after my sophomore year in college. It was a Friday Night. I met you at a bar that's not there anymore, on the Rebecca West English, it was called Anastasia's. I had on mordant dungaree and a purplish eastern United States Carolinas T-shirt, and you wore a blue wench with a white blouse, your hair was short, a wavy bob or something like that, and you looked hot as hell. We were flirting a little. I couldn't believe you were paying attending to me, being younger, but I was high on the thought of it. We hit it off, you invited me back to your place and I followed you home. It wasn't this blank space though, it was a townhouse. We had sex. And you taught me how to eat pussy."

Janelle got goosebump when he mentioned the public figure of the bar. She remembered the Nox. It was the alone meter she'd ever been to the place. She'd gone there because no one would get laid her, and she had to be discreet. The place had a younger clientele and she thought maybe she could join with some Whitney Moore Young Jr. studhorse for an insouciant one-nighter. She was separated from her husband, headed for divorce, her son was spending the weekend with Dad. And she was horny.

"No,"she said.

"The townhouse was in a coordination compound out by the old mall. Don't remember the street but the house act was 256. There was not much article of furniture, but there was a brass bed in a bedroom and a gang of box seat stacked. You made it assoil it was one night only. You took charge, you took me to bed and you showed me how you like it. I've never forgotten what you taught me, I've been doing it ever since. And I've never had any complaints."

Janelle was shocked."That was you ? His name wasn't Augie. It was, uh, what was it…"

"Gus. It's a byname, just like Augie. My given gens is Augustus, which I always hated. I had long pilus then, was skinnier, and a ceaseless three or four-day beard. And no sunglasses."

"Oh My God,"Janelle said, her bridge player covering her gaspy mouth."You must think I'm awful."

"I don't think you're awful. Why would I think that ?"

"Because I did that. It was seven years ago, right ? I was 33, and you were what, 19 ? To pick up a college kid in a bar and take away him home like that."

"Come on, Janelle. We were just two people who met, the timing was right, we clicked and we went with it,"Augie said.

Janelle was silent for a moment. She was thinking back, and it was coming back.

"That was a rough prison term for me,"she said, shaking her head, looking down at the roiling water and holding his hired hand, embarrassed."I was separated from my husband, we were getting a divorce, I was taking anxiety meds. The townhouse was a rental dimension we owned and were getting prepare to sell. Jeff was with his father for the weekend. I had needs, I was out of it, I was lonely. I'm sorry."

Augie kissed her on her forehead."Don't be sorry,"he said."It was one of the best nights of my life."

-- --

It was a muggy Fri night in August. Gus had worked two Book of Job all summer, a day job as a carpenter's assistant and a half-time gig at an athletic shoe entrepot. After he had wrapped up his shoemaker's last week on the day job, he and his old pal Marty played racquetball at the Y, and after their shower decided to go tip a few. Gus and Marty were best buds from first grade through twelfth, then went off to dissimilar colleges. Gus was a few days away from heading back to the university for his junior twelvemonth, and this would be the cobbler's last time they would see each other for a patch. With their bastard IDs in hired hand, they headed to Anastasia's, where the beer was low temperature and the pitcher were cheap.

The place had a horseshoe bar and booths along two walls. Gus and Marty found two stools on one bend of the horseshoe and ordered a hurler of beer. When the pitcher arrived they filled their mugful and took healthy swig, and the cold brew tasted neat after an hour of racquetball. They scanned the room, looking for citizenry they knew, not finding any. But as they talked, Gus caught the eye of an attractive sr. woman sitting a few faeces away on the shoe bending. He had a good three-quarter survey, not from the face and not full front.

She had short, crinkled blond hair, and wore a smart business concern suit of clothes. She must give come from her job, Gus thought, a handler of some office or something. She was with another charwoman, vernal, probably having a drink after work. Sharing a carafe of white wine.

The guys went through the first pitcherful, and ordered a indorse. But after another fifteen minutes, Marty said he had to go. He was running late, his girlfriend was texting him and would probably be pissed. He left Gus with half a pitcher.

Gus stayed. He wasn't going to waste the beer, and he wanted to save his eye on that adult female over there who was glancing his way, smiling at him, and making eye contact. He had a slim buzz by now and no plan for the night. Could he actually hook up with an older, sophisticated Lady like her ? Be cool, he thought. Just be cool.

The ripple-haired blond had noticed him checking her out. Pretty good, she thought, he's cute, he'll do. She looked him in the eye a brace multiplication, smiled at him, gave him a wink.

Gus could tell by their consistence linguistic communication that the older cleaning lady and the younger charwoman weren't substantially friends or anything. They talked, but stiffly, without much ebullience. He sipped his beer, watched them patiently. The Fri night customer started slowly rolling in.

The younger gal swigged the last of her second drink and picked up the check in front of her. She opened her purse and put some bills on the bar. She said something to Blondie, stood up, and headed to the restroom. Blondie took a sip from her wineglass, which was running low, and turned her header toward him, looked him in the eye.

This is it, Gus thought, my chance. Do I go for it, or wimp out ? The stead was filling up. It was yes or no, do or die, now or never.

"alibi me,"Gus said to the bartender, who was fortunately nearby."That blonde lady there. Do you know her name ?"He nodded in her direction.

The bartender took a quick face at her, shook his school principal and said,"Never seen her before. Why ?"

"Just singular. She's pretty hot, don't ya imagine ?"

The bartender was a short, rhythm guy with a bushy brown mustache, probably in his forties. He smiled, thought this young guy was a piece of work."Don't you think she may be a niggling mature for you ?"

Gus shrugged his shoulder joint. He'd had one experience with an older womanhood off at college, a baseball groupie who lived close to campus and came to every home game. What the inferno, he was going to take a shot.

"Serve her another a drink on me, narrate her it's from Gus, and what is her epithet ? But bring me a guess of Jack Daniel's first."He slid a twenty across the bar.

"Okay, Slick,"the bartender said with a gag, taking the bill."ripe luck."

The shot was in front of him in thirty indorsement. He downed it, chased it with lukewarm beer, then watched as the blond's companion returned from the restroom and said her goodbye. As she departed, the bartender didn't miss a beat. He put a saucy, filled wineglass in front of the blond, spoke to her briefly and pointed at him.

"Thank you, Gus !"she called,"I'm Janelle,"loud sufficiency for anyone nearby to pick up. She raised her glass, said"cheerfulness !"and took a sip.

Gus raised his mug, gave her his shit-eatingest grin, and took a draught of beer. He was trying to decide what to do next when she gave him a little finger wave.

"Your ally left, my friend left, care to get together me, Honey ?"Janelle said, tapping on the bar in front of the stool adjacent to her. The diazepam and the wine were talking and she wanted to take this kid home.

Gus didn't hesitate. He left the strong twirler sitting on the bar, called for a cold one and sidled over to Janelle and sat beside her.

They talked, awkwardly at number one, but their conversation soon smoothed out and moved on. He was getting served, so she assumed he was at least twenty-one. They ordered refills of their drinks, and occasionally touched each other as they conversed. He touched her bridge player, she touched his, her hand brushed his thigh, his arm nudged hers. The bar became noisy, filled with a boisterous Friday night crowd.

"You come here often ?"Augie said, instantly kicking himself. He couldn't think of anything else at the moment.

"No, it's my first of all time,"Janelle replied, not adding that she had come there hoping to rule a young guy and get laid."How about you ?"

"Nah. Played racquetball with my sidekick. We came here for a beer afterwards, and I won't see him for a while."

"Really ? Why's that ?

"I'm leaving next week. Going back to college."

perfect tense, Janelle thought."Hey,"she said, her lip close to his ear."Wan na blow this joint and find out someplace a little more private ?"

Gus didn't have to conceive about it. He wouldn't have to scare up his nerve either, she was making it easy for him. This gentlewoman doesn't passel around.

"Sure,"he said."Where to ?"

"I know a place."She took a last drink of wine."Follow me."

They walked exterior and got in their cable car. Gus followed Janelle down the highway for a mile or so, passed the mall and turned into a townhouse community. Janelle pulled into the driveway of an end unit, he saw the house number 256 above the front threshold and stenciled on the curb. Gus parked in a guest spot across the minute street.

Janelle fumbled through some winder, chose one but it didn't work."Shit,"she said, and tried another. The tertiary one was the rightfulness one. They entered, she flipped on a brightness level, closed the doorway. Gus looked around. The place was sparsely furnish and had some storage loge stacked here and there. Janelle tossed the keys on a table. She'd left her purse locked in the car.

"Is this your mansion ?"Gus asked.

"We own it, but I don't live here,"she said."I'm going through a divorce. This position is marital property, so we'll be selling it soon."She took a stair toward him, close to him now, their toes touching, face-to-face. She wore bounder so they were about the same acme."The kitchen is denudate, so I don't have anything to proffer you. Except me. But then, that's why you followed me here, isn't it ?"

Gus swallowed air, nodded. There she is again, he thought, young lady No-Bullshit. His willy wiggled.

"Good,"she said, putting her script on his shoulders and staring into his optic."But we have to get something straight, right away. My animation is much too complex these days, I'm going through a divorcement, so I still have a husband and have to be discreet. I have a child, and a vocation, I can't have an affair. This is one metre only, okay ?"

"That's fine,"Gus croaked."I'm going back to school side by side week anyhow."

"Yes. That's one of the reasons why I chose you. That, plus the fact that you are a cutey pie. Kiss me."

He put his lips to hers and they melded into one sarcoid plenty, and soon their oral fissure opened and their tongues took over. He tasted wine-coloured, she tasted a trace of bourbon. Their arms wrapped around their backs tightly, their bodies pressed together. Gus felt her pap firm against his bureau like fastball, Janelle pushed her seawall against his hardening dick. For a maiden kiss, it was a pretty hanker one, but when it ended they both knew it had been a damn good one.

"Nice,"she said softly. Her naughty eyes locked onto his."You don't have any nasty college diseases I should know about, do you ?"

"Nope. Clean as a whistle. I play on the baseball squad. We get physicals twice a year, they test us for everything."

She took his deal and led him to the victor sleeping room. She flipped a switch and the elbow room lit up.

The bedroom wasn't that big, and furnished only with a two-baser bed in a brass frame, a night table and a chest of drawers with the drawers open, empty-bellied. There was no lamp, only an command processing overhead time visible light on a ceiling fan that was turning slowly. Janelle pulled the string hanging there, killing the light but leaving the fan on. Then she opened the screen on the double window, and slim down airstrip of light from the streetlamp outside sweep up across the way. decent light to see enough, but not enough to see too lots. Eerie, Gus thought. Film Noir.

Janelle turned to him and said,"Get peel, I'll be right back."She walked into the adjacent bathroom and closed the door. Gus took off his clothes, folded them and placed them on the toilet table. Her directness was intimidating and sexy at the same time. He got into bed. His dick stayed stiff with anticipation.

He listened. He couldn't hear much, but he did pick up the gutter rush and the faucet running. He closed his eyes, pictured her sitting on the john, pissing, wiping, washing her hands. He stroked himself.

The bathroom room access opened. He saw her naked for a rent second before she flipped off the fluorescent Light above the cesspit. What a good looking woman, he thought. She came to bed and lay beside him, then into his arms. They kissed.

It was another barn-burner. As their knife moshed and their oral fissure sucked, their hands started working overtime. Janelle wrapped her implements of war around him, stroked his back, fingered his longish hair's-breadth and fondled his muscly tush. Gus had handful of tit and ass. Her nipples were like chips of granite.

Before long Gus was sucking her granite microprocessor chip into his mouth, and Janelle was moaning and chewing his hair. She felt his hand slip-up between her branch, and moaned as his fingerbreadth entered her. She groped for his prick but she couldn't compass it.

She put her script to her crotch, held his mitt and gnashed her goof onto it, pushed his fingers deeper inside her. She was unspoilt and wet and felt his teeth surround her remaining teat as he sucked on it. She pulled his head teacher up to hers, rammed her knife into his mouth.

"You want my snatch ?"she asked softly, her case flush up to his. He nodded and mumbled a yes."secure. You're getting some tonight."Another kiss, then :"Go down on me."

pile he went. In no meter his head was between her slip legs, and he was kissing her second joint, licking her labia, jabbing his tongue into her. Janelle reached down to her swollen clit, put her finger on it. Gus took the hint.

"Here,"she said.

He licked it, sucked it briefly, licked it again. Janelle held his head in her hands.

"Put your tongue on it,"she said. He did."Now, put your brim around it, seal it in."He did that too."That's good. Now suck on it, not too hard."He did."That's it, like that, that's good."

She rocked her private parts gently, pushing her clit into him, fucking his mouth. She was breathing harder, degraded, holding his chief sweetheart as she ground her mound into his grimace, getting closer, wanting to come, needing it.

Gus backed off, took a breath, licked her left lip.

"No !"Janelle exclaimed, digging her painted nails into his scalp, pressing his face against her snatch."check on it, maintain your sassing around it, suck it, don't blow on it, don't let the air hit it."

He took it back into his sass, his tongue cushioning it, his sass surrounding it, keeping it fond and wet. He sucked gently, felt her hands in his tomentum and on his articulatio humeri as her body squirmed. She grabbed his right hand, which was clasped around her left tit, and brought it to her mouthpiece.

"That's it, Gus. Like that. Keep doing that. Don't stop."

With one handwriting still on his head teacher, she took his middle finger into her back talk all the way and sucked on it, licked it, moved it around, surrounded it with saliva. Took it out of her mouth, swung it around behind her, pressed his fingerbreadth to her butthole.

"Stick it in my ass,"she said."And keep doing what you're doing with your back talk. Yes, just like that. darn that's beneficial, uh huh."She flinched only slightly when she felt his finger's breadth dig into her.

He kept doing what she asked him to do. suckle her button, licked it, tasted her oozy funk, finger-reamed her rear end. He felt her slit mashing against his case and her mother fucker pinching his finger.

"Oh God, yes !"she blurted, and fucked his sass harder."I'm coming…"

She exploded into his nerve. Her body gyrated and her ramification flailed and her nails dug into his human body. Gradually her throes slowed and diminished. He removed his case from her genital organ and his digit from her ass. She pulled his head up to hers and kissed him, a ten-second tongue twister.

"screwing me,"she said.

He banged her as hard as he could without getting dizzy, and her snatch squeezed his pecker in perfect rhythm. She came again, he knew by her physical structure cramp, and then he had his own orgasm and dumped a yearn chain of sperm into her.

"That was undecomposed,"Janelle said, after a few minutes of repose. Then she got up, went to the bathroom, cleaned up. Came back out dressed, thanked him, said it was sentence to go.

Gus knew he had done trade good. Not only did she hail, but she came twice. Came big. That's the destination isn't it, to take a leak the noblewoman fall ? And he'd learned a few object lesson in the process. object lesson he wouldn't forget.

-- --

"Do you call back a good deal about that nighttime ?"Augie asked, draining his drink and reaching for more.

"Not a lot of detail,"Janelle said."Like I said, my living was in excitement at the time. But I do recollect that the low gear kiss was a pleasant surprise. I thought it went really well considering you were so young. I remember having a couple orgasms."

Distant skag growled. It started to rain down, and soon was coming down hard. They grabbed what they could and ran inside. They ate sandwiches, then fucked again on the couch in the living room. Janelle's sound rang at around nine o'clock and she disappeared raw into the adjacent room to carry the song. Augie waited a few minutes, then dressed and let himself out without saying goodbye. He realized later that he'd left his slavey out in her backyard on the rain-puddled deck.

-- --

"What happened to you terminal Nox ?"Janelle asked, the next day on the phone.

"I waited a few arcminute, but it seemed like you might be on the phone for a while. So I left,"Augie said.

"Sorry about that. It was my sister. She had a fight with her married man and I had to simmer down her down."

"No problem."

"You left your underwear."

"I know. I realized that later."

"Good thing I found it before Jeff did."

"Right. Sorry about that. I guess I'll need to see you again."

"commodity idea. We both should consume care of our needs."

-- --

"He was incredible. Fucking amazing."

Janelle was on the phone with Lexi, telling her about her meeting with Augie, the political party plan, and what happened afterward.

"And I'll tell you something else, girl,"Janelle continued."That boy can eat some cunt. I came like a busted dam. And such stamina. Like fucking a raging animal."

"God, you're getting me wet,"Lexi said.

"Did I ever tell you about the time I took that college kid home, had my way with him, back when I was going through my divorcement ?"

"Only five or six time. Why ?"

"That kid was Augie."

-- --

It was not that loose for Janelle and Augie to hook up. Janelle had a teenaged son she had to work around, as well as their jobs, the recitation, and the secret plan.

They did bring off one tryst. She called Augie on a Th eventide and he was at base, reading an Elmore Elmore John Leonard. He said to derive on over. Ten minutes later she rang his buzzer. She came inside and they undressed each other on the way to his chamber. She sucked his dick, and skirt his bell again. He ate her pussy until she came, ringing her bell. Then they fucked until their bells rang again, in unison. 45 minutes, she was back out the door.

The team played their last few games, won their division and then the playoffs. The team political party at Janelle's house was a huge success. Augie thought he might go to bed with Janelle afterwards, but it didn't oeuvre out that way. There were too many kids and parents hanging around and lingering. But he did revel flirting with some of the former moms when their sons weren't tightlipped by.

"You know, I'm not the only mom that has had their eye on you,"Janelle said to him at one point.

"Really ? Who else ?"he asked.

"Well, Lexi, for one. And Kayla just got separated, so she's interested. And Donna too. She has a husband at home plate but that wouldn't stop her. Think about it. You could have it all, Augie : A blonde, a brunette, an Asian and an Ebony."She winked at him.

"Maybe we should set up a five-way,"he said with a chuckle, as he scanned the backyard.

She smiled and tilted her head."You think you could manage that ?"

"I dunno. Be fun to try."

Janelle laughed, and winked at him again. She didn't know about the others, but she knew Lexi would be up for it.

-- --

By winning the playoff, the team qualified for the regional tournament, and would be playing a best-two-out-of-three serial publication against a team from another district. The games would be played at an old, underused Army base that was about a two hour drive away. The boys and coaches would bide in barracks and eat at the quite a little hall and could walk to and from the ballpark. virtually of the parents got hotel rooms nearby.

The commencement plot was Sat afternoon. The weather was hot and humid and clear, and the team lost a pixilated one, 6-5. The son were bummed out, but not discouraged, because they knew they had played pretty well. But they knew they were in a kettle of fish. To win the series they would let to sweep up a doubleheader on Sunday.

After the male child had dinner party and settled into the barracks for the Night, Augie left the team in the hands of his adjunct tutor, a dad that had helped him throughout the season. Janelle had told him that they were all staying at the vacation Inn right hand outside the base entrance, and invited him over. They would meet in the lounge, and they could all slow down, party a trivial, or cry in their beers, or whatever. It was the whatever that Augie was looking forward to.

The moms had a table against the bulwark. They didn't arrest seated for long. There was a deejay playing requests, and they were dancing most of the clock time. Coming in, Augie was unsure how to act because he figured that the others knew he'd slept with Janelle. But he also figured they knew they were not exclusive. His awkwardness eroded in a heartbeat. He hadn't been there two second before Lexi took his hand and yanked him out onto the dance floor.

Lexi looked hot as lava, sexy as hell, but she looked hard too, like you could collide with a equal on her. Her sullen hair's-breadth was pulled back, and her taut boldness and made-up eyes sucked him right in. Her torso was press, her mamilla were steadfastly, and her jeans were skintight, coating her her ass and genitals like paint. And she knew how to stir it. Soon she was bumping him, and grinding him, then after two tunes of their sweaty travail, came a slow dance. She smelled terrific, Augie thought, like a fresh Dianthus caryophyllus right out of the fridge. He held her, she held him, and as they danced her knee would sneak between his legs and her titty pressed against his belly. At the end of the call she thanked him, and kissed him daintily on his mouth.

He danced with Janelle too. She didn't shake her booty quite like Lexi, but she knew she didn't have to. She'd already fucked him, and although it was tacit, they both knew they would bang again. They slow-danced on a tune as well, and kissed through some of it.

Augie was walking back to the table, covered in sweat, when Donna grabbed his helping hand and hauled him back out on the dance trading floor. But it didn't go too well. In fact, they didn't even urinate it through the first of all song. They were dancing to an upbeat air, making eyes, when Donna bent forward and bit him on his shoulder through the fabric of his shirt. It wasn't any puppy nip either, she dug in pretty good, and Augie yelped like a sick mutt. ‘ Yeow, what the hell was that ? ’, he blurted, bewildered and rubbing his shoulder. They kept dancing, and she kept the coy grin on her face, but a moment later she did it again. She threw her head down quick against him and bury her teeth into the lithesome flesh at the alkali of his neck, deeper this meter. The pain was instant and that was enough for Augie. He pushed her away, asked what the fuck was she doing, and headed for the men's room, cursing to himself. He nursed the puffy, red welt she'd left him with. To hell with that crazy bitch, he thought.

He got a cold beer and sat back down at the table. Janelle and Lexi were there, but no house of Donna.

"What's the thing ?"Janelle asked."Donna left in a huff."

"She left in a huff ? I should be the one going in a huff,"he said.

"What happened ?"Lexi asked.

"She bit me. Twice !"He showed them the damage.

"Ooh,"they cooed in unison.

"Wacky, sicko kinky Asiatic diddly-squat, I guess,"he said, shivering."Ugh."

The three of them didn't say anything for instant or two, they just sipped their drinks, listened to the music and glanced around the room at the former patrons.

"What happened to Kayla ?"Janelle said.

"She was flirtin'with that soldier boy in the camo. Left with him, I guess,"said Lexi."She likes Young White person guy, I guess."

They both looked at Augie, eyes to middle. He took a queasy sip of beer.

"Looks like it's just the three of us,"Janelle said."Want to come up to our room ? Have a footling party ?"

He looked at both of them, back and forth. He felt the heat of their optic clear down to his dick. All he could do was nod.

The cleaning woman rose from the table and gathered their thing. They walked out of the waiting room. Augie followed like a hungry pup at suppertime.

-- --

Once they all entered the hotel room, Lexi went into the bathroom and shut the door. Augie scanned the way : closet, dresser, tables, chairs. And a king-sized bed. Lights off, but standard candle burning. He was nervous, but Janelle took tending of that in a haste. She tossed her things on the dresser and turned to confront him.

"It's been a while,"she said, and put her arms around him."Have you missed me ?"

"I have,"he said, his helping hand on her hip.

"We're going to conduct care of you tonight."

She put her mouth to his, his arms surrounded her, and it was as if no metre had passed since their hold up confrontation. They kissed with a ferine, stabbing force, and he made trusted she felt his hardened dick against her. They were still in major liplock when the bathroom door opened and Lexi emerged, wearing a thin, short, black satin gown than clung to her tits and barely covered her crotch.

"damn, fille, you look dynamite,"Janelle said."good enough to eat."

"commodity estimation,"Lexi said, and came into Janelle's arms and they french-kissed, deep and long and wet, surprising Augie, and turning him on as well.

"Help Augie get his clothes off, I'll be right back,"Janelle said, and disappeared into the bathroom.

Lexi came face-to-face with Augie and said,"If you are half as good in bed as you are on the ball playing field or the dance floor…and I hear you are…we are going to have a lot of fun tonight."

Her mouth collided with his and her lingua snap into his oral fissure, a kiss of want and desire. She held his ass and pressed her twat hard against his cock and lump. It was a long kiss and it didn't end until saliva oozed from between their lips.

"Let's get you naked,"she said.

She took care of his pants while he took guardianship of his shirt and kicked off his shoes. Soon it was all in a pile on the floor. Lexi pushed him onto the bed and he watched as she became naked before him. He was amazed at her torso, it was just about ideal. stomach slim and laborious as brick, muscled shoulders and weapon system, ripped quadrangle. She slithered into bed beside him. They kissed again, another long, wet one, and she held his stopcock in her hired hand. When the kiss ended, she wasted no time, and went down on his steely member.

As his cock was being sucked, Augie noticed for the offset time that on the nightstand to his right were several oil and lube and a couple condoms. He didn't hear the bathroom door open.

"Damn missy,"Janelle said, looking at Lexi with Augie's gumshoe in her mouthpiece."You couldn't waiting ?"

"fountainhead, come on,"Lexi said, and went back down.

Janelle was already naked so she didn't need to undress. She slid into the bed on the other side of Augie, and with one hand behind his head and one helping hand on Lexi, she kissed him.

His mouth opened and took her in, their tongues punched and danced, and soon were meshed into an intense mouthfuck. His hired hand went instantly to her breast and held it, and he thumbed her teat to hardness as they kissed. As he was swinging his cock in and out of Lexi's lip, and getting off on the sweet rubbing of her back talk around it, he lowered his head and sucked Janelle's nipple into his mouth.

For several bit Augie sucked tits while getting mind. When he came up for air he said to Janelle,"I want to eat your pussy."

"Oh, God, you're recital my psyche,"Janelle said, and moved up, straddled his chest, and placed her cunt on his mouth. Augie knew exactly what she liked, and knew she would explode onto his face.

"Hey, I want some of that too,"Lexi said, when she took the cock out of her mouth.

"Maybe later,"Janelle huffed while grinding her private parts into Augie's face.

Augie was briefly relieved when Lexi stopped sucking him. Because she was damn good, and he was damn close, and he didn't want to come too soon. As he sucked Janelle's clit, he felt the bed rock this way, and sag that way, as Lexi shifted around. Then he felt her hired hand back on his stopcock, then the oozy, wet warmheartedness as she fed it into her puss, and the snug tightness of it around him, and her weight as she lowered her body onto his.

Augie sucked and slurped. Janelle moaned and groaned. Lexi grunted with each smacking of their flesh. Augie felt like he was in the x-rated gloaming Zone : One hot mom fucking him, the other sitting on his face. The bed was a'rockin'as he pounded one pussy as best he could from the butt up, and ate the other. This was really happening ! He concentrated as estimable he could on the spongelike nugget in his mouth, knowing Janelle would be coming soon, and knowing he was getting close to shooting a missile of his own into Lexi.

Janelle was sitting on Augie's face, facing the wall. Grinding. Lexi was behind her, sitting on Augie's cock, facing the bulwark, her hands holding Janelle's chest, her mouth sucking on an ear. Grinding. Augie had a mouthful of clitoris and cunt juice.

Augie let out a gurgly whine and his body quivered. Janelle knew the drill : He was about to come. So she fucked his face harder.

"He's coming, Lexi,"she said."Ugh, ugh. And so am I !"

Lexi wasn't going to be left out. Her slit muscles went into overdrive and she bounced on Augie's cock like a pile driver."Me too !"she blurted.

Janelle came first. Augie felt the fellow rush and his mouth filled with her fluid and her predilection. Within instant Augie's body bucked, and his cum jetted into Lexi. Then, with an ‘ Oh, ass ! ’, Lexi's eubstance shimmied, she dropped the weight of her body onto him three hard times, driving his rod into her as deep as she could, and came, vibrating through the process.

She rolled off of him, their combined cum seeped out onto the mainsheet, and she fell in beside him on the bed. Janelle was on the other side, they both had their manus on him, all over him. And they rested.

But not for long. Soon there were tongue-fuck kisses all the way around. Augie and Janelle, then Augie and Lexi, then Lexi and Janelle, and three-way spill fests. Six hands roamed over three bodies, four tits, two pussies, and one cock.

Lexi took charge. She scooted up and straddled Augie's head, and pressed her bald beaver into his face. He liked the spirit of it, flesh on figure, different than Janelle's neatly-trimmed bush. He spread her lips with his thumbs, found what he was looking for, and proceeded to do what Janelle had taught him to do so well all those yr ago. He couldn't see Janelle, but he felt her rima oris surround his shaft and a finger slip into his ass. Just like that he was in another blissful dimension, just like before, but the hot moms had switched positions.

Augie was multitasking as trump he could, fucking Janelle in her mouthpiece while eating Lexi's fresh, tight, redneck snatch. Lexi was grinding her groin onto his face, riding it, holding onto his head like it was a saddle horn. His shaft felt like there was a Hoover vacuum attached, Janelle was sucking and fingering his asshole like a adult female possessed. He slowed his pulsations. He'd come in Janelle's oral cavity before, but he wanted this to last.

Lexi's clitoris was like a ball bearing wiggling around in Augie's mouth, and she groaned with every little munch, and kept pressuring her crotch onto his cheek. He reached around behind her. His hired hand gripped the face of her ass and squeezed them with all his metier in time with her movements.

"Oh, yes !"she squawked. She pushed harder.

Augie's fingertips eased into the cracking of her ass, seeking her yap. But his fingers met something hard, a protrusion.

"Oh, shit. Oh nooky,"Lexi barked.

Something was sticking out of Lexi's asshole. Augie grabbed hold of it. Pushed on it. Wiggled it.

"Oh my God,"she said."I'm coming."

Lexi reared up like a thump jigger as Augie sucked her clit and she came in a twisty torrent. It would read a few moments more for Lexi's body to cease its revolution and for her to back off and remove her pussy from his face.

Augie still had his hand wrapped around Lexi's dickhead protrusion. He shook it gently and said,"What's this ?"

"That's my tail stopple,"Lexi said.

"Really ?"

"Yeah. You get to take it out as long as you put something else up there."

"She likes it like that,"Janelle said, when she took the dick out of her mouth.

"Oh yeah ?"Augie said."Let me see."

Lexi pivoted around and shook her ass in his face. Augie saw the flange sticking out of her ass, wiggled it, pushed on it again. There was a tattoo of a snake rightfulness at the top of her ass crack.

"Hey, nice tattoo,"Augie said."It looks like the snake just crawled out of your ass."

"Right,"Lexi said."You take that jade out, you can put your pant snake in there. You up for that ?"

"Uh huh,"Augie groaned.

Lexi reached to the nightstand for a condom, and tore it open air. She turned to him, said ‘ effective ’, then put the prophylactic in her backtalk, the o-ring between her brim. Without pause she went down on him, took his turncock oceanic abyss in her mouth, and stretched the galosh over his cock as she did so. Augie had a feel of amazement on his face. Janelle was smiling at him.

They rearranged their bodies. Janelle sat with her back against the headboard, legs spread. Lexi handed a vacuum tube of lube to Augie, and in a second was lying on the bed face down.

Augie got the idea right quick when he saw Lexi bury her boldness between Janelle's thighs. He greased his pole and aimed for the gob. On his knees, between Lexi's legs, he pulled the plug and it came out sluggishly with a thwap. It was longer than he thought. He could tell her asshole was already slick, but he squeezed some more lube from the tube anyway and fingered it into her. By the time he put the head word of his slimy, sheathed stopcock against her rim, her dickhead was winking at him and she was already chowing down on Janelle's pussy.

He spread her cheeks and pushed it in. It was delightfully blind drunk, but it slid right in, an inch at a time, in, out, in, out, with fiddling resistivity. When he had half of his stopcock inside her and she hadn't squawked, he figured he was unspoiled to go, so he started fucking that thing. Fucking it skillful. It was a fine ass, smooth and snug.

He was banging it pretty concentrated for at to the lowest degree a hour, with his center closed, when he felt his cum rising. He started hitting it hard, and when he opened his eyes Janelle was staring right at him with a big grinning on her face. Augie groaned loudly and deeply when he came, and grunted as he squeezed off five rophy of jizz into the depths of Lexi's poop chute. He kept going after he released too ; after his maxi-lube job, it was such smooth sailing he just kept on knocking it.

Soon, he could separate by way Janelle scrunched up her face that she was about to reach sexual climax. And she did, moaning, with her thigh locked around Lexi's school principal. When she stopped quivering she pulled Lexi's face up to hers and they shared a long, hot kiss.

-- --

It was a retentive night. After another round of creative couplings and a tripling or two, Augie was sore and beat. He noticed it was nearly three a.m.

"I have to go,"he said, sitting up, looking for his dress on the floor.

"You're leaving ?"Lexi said."It's pretty belated. You're welcome to stay."

"Thanks, but no. I need to be there when the son wake up this cockcrow. And I need to get some nap. We might be playing a doubleheader today."

He kissed them both. Lexi gave his dick a trivial clinch good-by. He drove back and staggered into the barracks.

-- --

There was no need for a second game that day. Augie's squad was no match for the opponent, and lost 12-2. The game was never close and the outcome never in question. Their mound didn't have it, the fielders didn't field, and the batter couldn't hit. Not the happiest end to their season.

"strong-armer secret plan, motorbus,"Janelle said, after the game.

"Yep, it wasn't our day that's for sure,"he said."And I was out of it the whole secret plan. unspoiled affair it wasn't a stopping point game. If it had been, I don't know that I would possess been able to make any crisp decisions."

"What do you mean ?"

"I'm tired. I'm hungover."

"Hungover ? You didn't drink a great deal utmost night."

"I'm not hungover from the beer. I'm hungover from the sex !"

Janelle smiled."You poor boy !"

Augie scanned the crowd as they dispersed. He felt guilty. He imagined that they all knew what he'd done last Night and would hold the loss against him.

-- --

With the season over, Augie hoped he might have a semi-regular affair going with Janelle, but it didn't work out that way. He talked to her various times but she was noncommittal and they found it unmanageable to chance the prison term to pinch up. summertime was winding down and shoal was starting up for the son, so she had dedication almost everyday and there was virtually no opportunity for them to get together, much less be discreet. Plus, he had a feeling that every parent of every boy on the team had a good idea what had gone on in that hotel room the Nox before that last game, and that could have made her back off. He thought about Lexi too, but he didn't contact her. He thought it would be too awkward, and figured she would bear the same back-to-school hectic docket as Janelle. He wouldn't soon leave her gratifying ass, though. Both of their boys would be on his team again next twelvemonth if they signed up, so that was something to look forward to.

A few weeks went by and Augie pretty much moved on, and didn't think about Janelle or Lexi unless he was jerking off. Then one Wed night he got a speech sound call.

It was Jaylan's mom. Jaylan was his leave behind fieldsman, a tall, lanky inkiness kid, a thoroughly baseball player with a good arm and quick as a jackrabbit.

"Hello, Augie. It's Kayla. Jaylan's mom."

"Of row, yes,"he croaked, nervous."How are you ?"

"I'm fine. And you ?"

"Doing well, thank you."

He closed his eyes, pictured her at the games : Tall and lean, athletic, black frizzy tomentum, smooth dark peel, big smile, white dentition, tight denim, tube top.

"Look, Augie,"she said."I heard you are really near with estimator, that's what you do for a animation, right ? Well, I'm having some problems with my laptop and I was wondering if you could aid me."

"I don't know, maybe. What's the problem ?"

"It's hard to key out. I'll be working on it for a while with no problem, then it freezes up."

Augie was thinking that there had to be a dozen stead nearby where she could take it for fixing service. Did she want him to make a house call ?

"Well, I'm really more of a software guy than a computer hardware guy. But I'd be happy to demand a expression at it for you. If I can't aid, I probably know someone you could require it to who is trustworthy."

"Oh, that would be keen, just what I was hoping. Thank you. Would you listen coming to my home ?"

"Not at all. When did you have in judgement ?"

"Are you free Saturday afternoon ? Maybe around four ?"

"Yes, I think so."

"Oh, wonderful. Jaylan will be away for the weekend on a camping slip and I'm trying to get all my chores and errands done on Sabbatum and that clock time works perfectly."

"okeh. Four o'clock it is."

"And if you don't have to run off afterward, maybe we could have a drink or two, share a glad hour. I make a think Vodka tank. And don't worry. I don't bite."

So, there it was. The hot mommy kiss and tell. He thought of the two pitch blackness girls he'd gone to bed with back in college. They fucked like jackhammers.

"well, you talked me into it,"Augie said, and then mentally cleared his schedule for Saturday night and Dominicus morning.

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