I was slowly acclimating to new billet - getting used to being unity in a new office, and having sex with some bozo. We invited Jerry to derive to the Tuesday nighttime Roger Sessions ; he had a conflict some hebdomad so he said he 'd send away in on occasion.

I could tell I was getting used to my new life - I was getting bored. I decided to do some painting and decorating in the townhouse. It 's a nice place, only a few days old, but pearl everywhere was n't going to cut it. I painted a couple of rooms, which led to some new throw rug, wall hanging and the like. I was getting to be a steady at the local home center. Then the odd thing happened, I was getting some blusher mixed up when the department managing director mentioned that they were looking to hire somebody for paint and wall coverings. I expressed an interest group in a part metre job, and sure enough they hired me. I am not an overly mixer mortal, but I can communicate well with customer about their needs.

I took a liking to a fellow employee from widget, Marsha. The party had a holiday sociable, drinks after work, and I spent virtually of it talking to her. We had a very standardised signified of witticism, and I found myself comfortable being afford with her. A skillful looker too, fifty-something, and about five-nine, almost my height. Marsha was what you 'd name nicely rounded - not plump, just nicely curve. Her walk was very graceful. She had lived in the orbit quite a while, and it turns out that her sister lives in the Meadows. Marsha described her sister, and I remembered seeing her at the cafe.

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A duad of days later, I was just relaxing after breakfast and got to thinking about Tom 's tool. I remembered how it was intermediate length but was courteous and heavyset. More importantly, I thought about it being the first cock I sucked, and found myself getting very hard. I remembered putting my mouth on his thick organ the kickoff prison term, and how excited I was. About then, I thought about having a jacking off, then called myself an cretin and called Tom instead. I invited him over for a drink, which he could see right through, and snickered at me. `` Sure, a beverage. Yeah, I 'm in the mood too, I 'll be over in a while. ``

When Tom arrived, we did pour ourselves a couple of beers, then retired to my chamber. He asked what made me call, and I told him I had got to thinking about his fat dick. `` Maybe in your mouth ? '' he asked.

'' Definitely. It 's been almost a workweek since I 've had any hammer and cum. '' Tom walked up close to me and reached down for my crotch. Finding a operose stumblebum there, he said, `` Hmm, you are in the humour, I can secernate. '' But I stepped back a little, and reached for his belt. Tom put his deal on my shoulders and rubbed up and down seductively, while I opened his belt and zipper. Then, I pulled down his pants and underwear together. His cock was getting hard and pointing out. I put my deal on his chest and sat him down on the bed, then knelt in movement of him and had a good aspect at his stiffening penis.

Tom 's pubic hair was graying, but still filled in nicely around the base of his cock. The pipe organ itself was thick, like I said, and his headway was discrete. I liked its shape. Reaching for it with both hands, I ran my finger up and down the shaft, which was lightness brown and had very aphrodisiac mineral vein showing on each position. I wrapped my hand around it and stroked.

Of course, my stopcock was good and hard too. I let go of him long enough to open my pant and pull it out. Then I took Tom 's gist in one hired man, cupped his balls with the former and lowered my face until I was breathing on his cock head. Tom said, `` Go down on me man, I want your mouth on it. '' I obliged ; I put my mouth over his head, licked his relieve oneself twat a little, then opened all-inclusive and slid down onto his midst shaft. I loved the way it felt to have his fat dick filling my mouth, and when I reached bottom I could feel his prick headspring against the back of my mouth. And my nose was buried in his crotch hair. darn this was hot, I loved that impression. My mouthpiece was spread blanket, which was very sexy. Nothing feels like a fat cock filling your back talk. I began to slither up and down on him, rubbing my tongue on it and humming a little.

Tom said, `` You 've gotten really adept at that, shit you 're making me feel so hot. ``

I came off his cock for long enough to say, `` ripe. I 'm looking forward to eating your lading. ''

I went right back down on him and started to suck up intemperate. I played with his balls with one hand and reached down to stroke my own peter with the other. Tom said he was getting close and I kept up the motion on his dick and my own. I was getting hot too. Then Tom started to groan and thrust into my mouthpiece, three or four times, then I could feel his member throbbing in my mouth. The taste of his jism hit my tongue as he called, `` Ahhhhhh '' ; he quivered and shook, and I could sense about three heart of cum hit my throat. I could n't wait any to a greater extent myself. I came off his cock, stood up between his leg, and he reached for my hard hawkshaw. He only had a probability to stroke it about twice before I blew my load out on his manus, with some of it falling down on his cock and belly. He caught what he could with his paw and brought that hand to his mouth and licked it off.

We laid around for a while and played with each other before we washed up and Tom took off. That was a great way to spend the day.

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I invited Marsha out to dinner. The waitress brought our drinks and took our ordering, and we relaxed and chatted. Marsh said that she liked pile of kinds of medicine and we explored that interestingness ; we were both big into old rockabilly. On a new topic, she asked me what was new in the house. `` I 'm thinking about getting some ledge constituent and making a wall shelf for the breakfast nook. I do n't have room for a big table, maybe I could keep the condiments there. ``

'' spiciness of life history then, '' she asked ?

'' Nah, the spice of life is better stuff than that. ``

She caught what I alluded to, and smiled at me seductively. `` Yes… I can think of more interest ways to spice up thing up. ``

I smiled back and said, `` Me too. '' Under the tabular array I went to move my leg next to hers, only to find her doing the same. We were both a slight surprised to equal the other so quickly, and broke a joke over it. Quietly, I asked, `` Are you getting sweet with me ? ``

'' As a topic of fact, yes I am. '' She slowly rubbed her leg along mine and said, `` Nice leg. Very muscular. '' I could feel her house calf muscles and returned, `` You 're as toned as I 'd guessed. '' We savored the contact lens for a minute then chatted more. dinner came and, between the undecomposed intellectual nourishment and warm company, we had a very dainty time.

Before we were done, I realized that I had to draw full disclosure about my sex living. It was n't fairly to her if she did n't understand my interests and other activities. At a lull, I said, `` Marsha, there 's something you should know before we get closer. ``

She cocked her head a small and said, `` And that would be ? ``

'' I 'm actually bisexual person. ``

'' Actively ? ``

'' Yes. ``

She smiled and said, `` You must be mixed up with those guys at the Meadows that watch dirty motion-picture show and sport with each early. ``

Huh ? In a moment, I put 2 & 2 & 2 together. She laughed then so did I. Molly must give spilled the beans to spread gab, and Marsha 's sister lived in the composite. `` Oh I was cognizant of that, and wondered if you were involved. Actually, '' Marsha added, `` It sounds like fun. I have no issues with that, as long as everbody is clean and jerk. '' I felt good about being honorable with her, and I was relieved that the eve would continue with Marsha.

I drove her back to her household, and she rested her hand on my leg the whole way. I asked her if I might get in ; she squeezed my thigh and said, `` I was hoping you 'd ask. ``

Marsha lived in an aged menage that was decorated in the farmhouse look. She took my hired hand and showed me around the downstairs, then smiled at me and said, `` The bedrooms are up the stairs. '' I drew her to me and wrapped my arms around her. She looked up and offered me her brim, and I gave her a long, tardily osculation. She pressed her titty against me, and I liked what I felt. I was well on my way to having a very stiff rooster. We kissed a hour, then she broke the kiss and took my hand again, showing me up the stairs. Following her upstairs was tremendous, between her graceful movement and her swaying buns. At her bedroom, the future kiss was n't decelerate and ship's boat ; our passionateness sweep over us and we kissed hard and sexy. My work force went around her back and hers found my ass. I slid one hand around and took hold of her bosom, and holy shit, was she business firm and warm.

She pushed me down on the bed and laid me on my rachis. Without hesitating, she reached for my whang and opened it, then my zipper. When she reached in my underwear, she smiled at me and said, `` My goodness, what a squeamish heavily rooster for me to diddle with. Mmmm, it 's been a spell. '' Pulling my dick out of my underwear, she added, `` I think I need to suckle on this, like right now. '' She reached for my pants waist and I lifted my butt so she could pull down my knickers. `` My God that 's a nice pecker. '' She leaned down and kissed my head, then started licking up and down - but not for long. following thing I felt was her wet lip on my putz psyche, and slowly moving down on my shaft. This young lady was estimable at it ; she slid on and off, stopping to suck now and then. She could get most of my seven in into her mouth, and I could n't aid but throb in there.

This went on for some sentence, then I got very concerned in putting my face in her crotch. I gently took storage area of her school principal and lifted her off, then stood up. We finished undressing each former, but I only got as far as removing her bra. Marsha 's wheel was exquisite ; so firm and round. I dove in and started licking her nipple while I massaged the other girl. She just moaned and put her hand behind my head. Eventually my urge to eat her pussy overcame the fun I was having with her tits. I took off the quietus of her clothes and it was my turn to lay her down. She pulled down the covers and hopped up on the bed. I spread her branch and just stood admiring her pin-up slight flower of a pussy with a nicely trimmed George Walker Bush - all Gy no LE ! She said, `` Are you just going to look ? I really need you to eat my pussy. ``

'' Your pussy is beautiful, and I have every intent of… '' Could n't complete that as I was already running my nose through her fur and began to snog all around her vulva. `` Ohmygod, you kiss so nice ! '' I licked all around, working my way to her backtalk which I licked up and down. Then without warning, I stuck my tongue in her slit as far as it would go ; she inhaled sharply and squeaked out an `` Oh !'My tongue went to work then, up and down her pussy and occasionally touching her button. `` Oh god oh god, yes… '' I worked harder and spent more time on her clit ; she started to rock her rose hip up, and I put my mouth all around her love release. I licked her, slowly gaining vividness, as she rocked her hips and moaned, louder and louder, then I went hard after her clitoris. She cried, `` Ahhhhh '' and humped hard against my face, as her orgasm overtook her. I let off her and vacate my head as she convulsed up and down.

As she came to rest, I moved up and put my dick foreland against her slit sassing. Marsha grabbed my hip and pulled, urging me to enter her. She was very wet, and I just slowly skid into her until I was mostly buried. One or two speedy gesture to secure her wetness was spread all over my cock, and I went all the way in. Marsha approved ; I could feel her kitty squeezing my cock. It was heavenly. I looked lustfully at her typeface, then scanned down to her titmouse and looked to see myself buried in her. Marsha said, `` Fuck me, Pete. I need a good fuck from a big hard man. Pump me until I cum again and take me up with your cum. ``

I began to move in and out of her, moving around until she squeaked her approval at one pip. I pumped in earnest, getting faster. Putting my lips to hers, I put my tongue in and she passionately returned my kiss. Our lips locked as I started to pump her harder and harder, and felt her warm firm tits on my chest. Both of us moaned in unison as I stabbed her pussy, then I felt my orgasm hit and I buried my cock in her cunt, and shot my come into her. She screamed and humped against me as her 2d coming overtook her.

As we relaxed into afterglow, Marsha said, `` So you guys do all kinds of fun poppycock ? ``

'' Hands and mouths. We do n't do anal. ``

Marsha thought about that, then asked, `` I 've had lesbian experiences, and I think it 's sexy when guys suck each other. Do you suppose they 'd mind having an audience ? ``

'' You wan na watch ? They might go for that, we 're all bi. Especially if you gave us something nice to see. ``

'' That could be arranged. And I 'm sure my sister Anna would want in on it. ``

poise ! Her sister was an attractive cleaning lady too, a petty plumper but looked to have got a courteous rack. `` I 'll see what they think. ''