I was sitting in my office downstairs working on some paperwork on this Friday evening in late Aug. It had been a goon week. I had done four funeral servicing so far ; including 2 in one day. The alarum bell dinged in my power as the outside doorway to the abject story opened and I heard the unmistakable audio of high school heel coming down the manse. I looked up just in fourth dimension to see the owner of the heels come through the door of my office. It was Marilyn Wilson ; a high school day schoolmate and old girlfriend of mine. She looked as beautiful as ever. We had been out of high schoolhouse for nineteen yr and she had certainly held up well. She was wearing a tan byplay suit of clothes with short skirt and Brown University heels. After exchanging how-do-you-do ; I asked her what I could do for her. `` I want to design a funeral '' ; she said. `` Whose '' was my reply. I burst out laughing when she replied `` mine ''. She saw that I thought she was joking and replied `` I 'm serious, I 'm dying. She went on to explain that she had an inoperable mind tumor and the Doctor of the Church had given her to a lesser extent than 6 months to last about 3 calendar month ago. Her parents were not in good health and she wanted to take care of everything so they would n't be burdened by it. Over the next 2 hrs Marilyn told me what she wanted and we planned just that. She went out to her car to get her sepulture outfit as I figured the final monetary value. Returning to my office ; she handed me a wearing apparel bag, another charge plate bag containing underwear, stockings and small jewelry case and net a shoebox. Marilyn then paid me in full moon with cash for her funeral and I wrote her a reception. After thanking me ; she turned to exit but stopped and said"I have a favor to ask for old metre 's saki. Will you go out with me tomorrow evening ? '' Naturally my response was yes. Marilyn indicated she would look at care of everything and would piece me up at 6:30.

After she left ; I just could n't get her off my mind. She was the prettiest girl in our senior class ; about 5'9 '' with shoulder distance dark browned hair's-breadth and moony brown eyes and delicious long wooden leg. My buddies and I all dated her at one time or another. Marilyn was the biggest practical joker I ever knew ; that was the reason I laughed when she said she was dying. In school she always was pulling some kind of joke. She was a fun date in more fashion than one. Marilyn could return the comfortably cock sucking of any Whitney Moore Young Jr. noblewoman I ever dated. I 've cum in her mouth more than once. Marilyn would do anything except let you stick a dick in her puss or her ass. She would pull her panties aside for you to eat her or finger's breadth fuck her but she would never tear them off. All us guys she dated were told that the only way we would ever get a pecker inside her was to be married to her. I heard later that her father had told her that it would be a fate uncollectible than death if she came habitation pregnant while she was living under his roof. She apparently believed him. Anyway ; after commencement Marilyn went off to college at the university in the prominent city in the province. She stilled lived there in fact. After college she was engaged various clock time but never married. One fiancée was killed and another ran off with an old girlfriend the week before their planned nuptials. After that Marilyn threw herself into a business which did well and made her fountainhead off financially. Since she lived about 120 miles away and rarely came habitation ; I had n't seen her in years.

At 37 yrs old ; I was a horny divorced mortician. My married woman had left me about 8 years ago for the take singer in an up and coming stone band. I had n't had piece of exist pussy in at least 4 years since char do n't gravitate to morticians. I kept my self sexually satisfied by fucking my clients and had actually entered the funeral business because of it. I did n't know quite what to anticipate out of this date with Marilyn but it gave me an hard-on just thinking about going out with Marilyn. I locked up and went habitation to get some sleep. The future aurora when I got up I had her on my creative thinker. It made me sad to suppose that this beautiful woman whom I had known for at least 25 years was dying. I tried to get that out of my thinker.

Marilyn arrived promptly at 6:30 and rang my doorbell. She looked ravishing in a red poor sleeve v-neck jumper, bootleg pleated miniskirt, sunburn stockings and red hi dog shoes. My hawkshaw went second hard. She gave me kiss on the lips and we went out to her car. It was a candy apple red Mazda mutation car and she asked if I would drive. You bet I would get it. Marilyn told me the restaurant we were going to and I headed for it. We exchanged coup d'oeil as we drove along talking about old times. At the eating place we had a nice dinner with a large bottleful of wine. The wine really loosened me up but I did n't want to booze too much being I was driving. Marilyn had several glasses and eventually finished off the bottle. I remembered that she always could hold her alcohol without getting drunk. She paid for dinner and we headed for the parking lot with her left-hand arm around my right. Once we got in the car ; I held her tight and kissed her before we pulled out of the parking lot. Our next stop was the local drive-in theatre of operations. It was the same one that Marilyn and I had made out ( to the extent she would grant ) during our high school daytime. It had been restored and reopened several long time ago. We parked on the far incline of the back row. She slid over as close as possible to me and we were soon kissing like a pair of teen. Her hands slid down my chest and opened my swath warp, unbarred my knickers and slowly unzipped them. Momentarily she turned away, pulled up the backrest of her jumper and asked if I would unhook her bra. Would I ? What do you recollect ! I unhooked her red bra and slither my custody and fingers around each soft hot sensuous breast. I was n't used to fondling last womanhood 's trunk and it felt so undecomposed. Marilyn sighed with pleasure but took my hired man in hers and placed them on her stocking clad thighs. Lifting her dame, she arched her back against the seat so I could force her panties down. My hands grasped the hem of the red lace panty and slowly pulled them down off her garter belt ammunition and down and off her shapely rose hip and thigh. Marilyn moved her legs and infantry so I could off them completely. I touched her moist lacy scanty to my intrude and inhaled deeply. Heavenly ! I had done something already that I never thought I would ever do with Marilyn. I had removed her panty. Her men now returned to my crotch as they pulled down my trunks releasing my fully vertical harmonium. Marilyn 's fingers encircled my pounding rod and pulled the foreskin back as her capitulum dipped and her tongue licked the pre-cum from the tip of my tool. She had n't lost her acquirement. Her sexy backtalk encircled the head and she sucked, licked, and kissed it just like old times. Gosh she was talented. My right hand moved over to her leftfield thigh and I began to rub her stocking clad leg and slowly made my way up to her pussy. Marilyn let out a soft moan as my fingers contacted her wet bush and I slowly slid my middle finger's breadth into her hot juicy cunt. She was so hot and wet interior. I began to stroke it in and out positioning it in such a way that my finger was rubbing her clit on each stroke. There was no doubt that it was driving Marilyn state of nature. It was then that Marilyn whispered '' Can we go to your place ''. I did n't possess to be asked twice. With Marilyn 's left hand slowly stroking my cock and my right hand rubbing her clit ; I cranked up and headed for home.

Arriving at my house ; we barely stopped fondling each other to get from the car to the door. Once inside ; I led Marilyn down the Marguerite Radclyffe Hall to my sleeping room. I watched as she removed her sweater, bra and let her chick drop to the storey as she slid on to the bed wearing her bounder stockings and garter swath. Having removed everything except my socks, I slid on to the bed as she smiled and spread her lovely second joint apart. I positioned myself and she grasped my retentive intemperately dick as entered her hot juicy pussy. Her beautiful brownness heart sparkled with pleasure as I slid all the way in and began to slowly but passionately fuck her steamy hot kitty-cat. Her lenient hands caressed my back and butt as I looked into her eyes and ground my meat into her fully. My work force alternately wandered over her shapely stocking clad thighs and luscious tit. I felt her pussy tighten and jab in very heavy as beautiful Marilyn 's snatch orgasmed and my hot putz erupted inside her and filled her with my hot sticky cum. Her purulent continued to milk my hawkshaw as her optic rolled and she moaned with delight. It was the comfortably pussy I had ever had, alive or dead. Later, as I started to withdraw ; her pussy was still grabbing at my rod so I stroked slowly a few more than clip before getting off and lying beside her. We had a passionate candy kiss and drifted off to kip.

I was awakened the side by side morning by Marilyn sucking my member. As I smiled ; she straddled my body in the sixty- nine position so that I was staring at her lovely pussy and ass. I rubbed her sexy thighs as my mouth kissed her pussy lips and my tongue entered her slit and found her clitoris. I soon had her moaning with pleasure and as our excitement grew ; Marilyn turned her body and straddled my hawkshaw. It entered her well lubed fix easily and she rocked up and down as I thrust from underneath. It was feeling better all the time for both of us. I felt Marilyn 's kitty-cat tighten and I thrust up into her hard as her puss pulsed in another orgasm and I again filled her full of cum. She collapsed on my chest and I stroked her shoulder length sullen brown tomentum with my hands. Later we lay beside each other and kissed and tightly embraced before Marilyn got up to pee and take a exhibitor. She asked me to get a bag of clothes out of her car before I fixed breakfast. She dressed in a blouse, falling off and loafers and we had breakfast. Then Marilyn said she had to go. I asked about the clothes she had been wearing last Night. She told me to keep them if I wanted to. I did ; especially the panties. It was at this gunpoint that I asked if I could see her again. She was n't sure so I did n't push it. We kissed passionately and I watched her drive off. concluding night had been wonderful and very sexually fulfilling. But I was sad because the next fourth dimension I saw this beautiful woman she would likely be dead.

It was only six years after our romantic intermezzo that I heard that Marilyn had a seizure related to the brain tumor and was in a coma. She lived five more than days after that before she died and I was called to make the four hour beat to retrieve her endearing remains. As I made the trip ; my thinking wandered all the way from our dating days in high gear school to our recent intermezzo. Arriving at the hospital morgue ; Marilyn 's soundbox bagged corpse was placed on my gurney and I rolled and placed her into the hearse and started the comeback stumble. On the way abode I had to fight the impulse to deplumate over, unzip the bag and make erotic love to Marilyn 's corpse. Not wanting to take in the chance of getting caught ; I resisted the estimation and arrived home late in the even and backed into the receiving area and rolled Marilyn 's cadaver in the prep room. Unzipping the bag ; I revealed Marilyn 's cold, picket, depressed dead body that had been so alive and vibrant less than 2 weeks ago. Grasping her under the arms ; I slid her onto the prep table and pulled the bag into the level. My lip kissed her pale, aplomb, slightly parted back talk as I caressed her face with my bridge player. I wanted her so practically I had to have her. But not on the preparation table, I picked her up and carried her to the bed in the little apartment in the book binding of the funeral nursing home. There, I shaved the chaff growth of pilus from her underarms and branch and gave her a spongebath before obtaining a war paint kit and applying some eye shadow and liner and some lipstick. I took out the stockings, garter belt and brake shoe she had left with me after our intermezzo and dressed her in them. I took the red lace panties out of a varnish plastic bag and inhaled their scent. Then, I said `` Forgive me Marilyn but I 've got to hold you for old time sake '' and proceeded to bury my human face in her cool crotch. I licked and ate her dead kitty-cat until my tongue and lips were numb. Then I pulled out some lubricating substance jelly and inserted a glob into her with my finger before mounting Marilyn 's shapely cadaver and positioning the capitulum of my dick at the entrance to her pussy. Slowly pressing into her slice my tool broke through and slid on it. I opened Marilyn 's lifeless brown eyes and screwed her sang-froid pussy passionately as I caressed her face, breasts, pelvis and second joint. I did n't agree back as I pounded my heart and soul into her dearest duct until I came with globs of cum filling her. I gave her a osculation on the sassing, opened her mouth all-embracing and then positioned my big viscid putz at the entrance to her sass. No sense in letting such a talented mouthpiece go to the grave with having another dick in it. On that mentation ; I slid my cock in and fucked Marilyn 's mouth all the way as far into her throat as I could insert. Cumming again, I filled her mouth and pharynx full of cum and then withdrew. Might as well check all her holes, I rolled Marilyn over onto a pillow and positioned her adorable ass slightly elevated. Squirting a lump of lubricator jelly on my finger ; I stuck it inside Marilyn 's relaxed arse and pumped it in and out a few clock time before mounting her and thrusting my again vertical pecker inside. When we were dating she would let me thumb fuck her bastard but I had never had my cock inside before ; another number one. I pumped her lovely ass as I squeezed her tits from behind. I was pretty drained so I was n't able to cum again and withdrew and rolled the lovely corpse off the pillow and onto her back. Lying down beside of her ; I savored the intuitive feeling and moment. Not only was she the comfortably hold up pussy I had ever had ; she was also the best dead one and I had fucked abruptly women all the way from an 18 yr old high school senior to a grandmother of 62 who had kept herself in honest shape.

But it was prison term to cook this aphrodisiac corpse for burial. I removed the cad, stockings and garter belt from Marilyn and scooped her into my arm and carried her back to the prep room and placed her on the table. Grasping the piss hose ; I rinsed Marilyn with a warm sprayer and then inserted the nose into her unwritten bodily cavity, kitty and ass with a stream that washed my cum out into the drain. Now I dried every in of the physical structure. Readying my equipment ; I made the section in the neck opening and commenced the pump and drain until Marilyn was purged of blood and wide-cut of embalming fluid. Once the arterial embalming was finished ; I placed the fireplug down her cover girl throat, packed the cotton soaked with insecticide up her nostrils and cemented the rima oris shut. Now, I removed the once lovely brown eyes from their sockets, replaced them with ovate inserts and glued the eyelids shut. I moved to the early end of the table and elevated the human foot and spread the legs apart. Lubing a length of plastic tube ; I inserted it up the rectum until only a modest total was visible between the ass checks. Placing a plug in the outer undefendable end ; I now injected gum around the asshole and underground to seal the orifice. I decided at this item to leave Marilyn 's vagina unplugged for now but placed some gauze inside her slit to bewitch any drainage.

I retrieved her burial dress bag and placed a black lace bra on her tits and fastened the latch. Positioning a black lace supporter belt in place around her waistline ; I rolled a yoke of barely black stocking up the shapely thighs and fastened them with the garters. A couple of matching black lace panties was pulled up into position and then I put a brace of black hi heeled heart on her feet. Maneuvering the body ; I dressed Marilyn 's corpse in a Midnight blue minidress and necklace and earrings. I washed and styled her hair and applied her makeup/eye shadow/liner as well as some war paint on her endanger hide to submit away some of the paleness/ accentuate her tan. Standing back to feeling at my work ; I decided that I had outdone myself this clock time. Of course ; who better to have looking fantastic than Marilyn, I carried Marilyn 's corpse to her silver Gray casket and placed her inside positioning her hands below her dresser and placing a rose between them. Now I closed the depress lid. I hated to underwrite up the get down one-half of her but it might be hard to explicate to the family.

The next even was the viewing and the home was packed. I saw quite a few men with bulges in their pants. Marilyn could do that to us even dead. Then I got a surprise. An aunt of Marilyn 's handed me a letter she had wrote a couple of years before the seizure. I went to my post to study it. The letter read.

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honey Tom,

By the time you read this I will be deadened and you will have prepared my body. I just want to thank you for the marvelous Saturday eventide and Sunday morning. You gave me a very romantic evening and made my 37 class old body experience so young, aphrodisiacal and awake. I never had intercourse that was anywhere near that pleasurable. It 's OK with me if you want to give me a kiss, hug or even deliver sex with my dead body for old times sake. I ca n't trust I said that but it 's true. Thanks again. I 'm sure you 've got me looking as estimable as possible considering I 'm dead.

love life,

Marilyn

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teardrop streamed from my human face as I finished reading her alphabetic character. I was happy I could give her that very much pleasure in her final sidereal day. I went back to the viewing and after it had finished ; I locked up and went over to depend at Marilyn. I reread the letter and then decided if she did n't beware I would love her one more meter. I opened the bottom lid of the coffin, lifted Marilyn 's wearing apparel and pulled down her panty and removed the gauze from her slit. Getting the lubricating substance jelly ; I lubed Marilyn 's dead cunt and climbed up into the coffin with her and mounted her corpse. I lovingly pumped Marilyn until I shot my cum into her and collapsed on top of her. I slept for a spell on top of her before awakening early the side by side morning. I climbed out of the casket and plugged Marilyn 's vagina with a length of charge card tube inserted all the way to her cervix uteri and plugged the end. Replacing her panties ; I then pulled down her attire and touched up her makeup. Closing the lower lid of the casket for the hold up time ; I said my adios and then closed the upper lid. Marilyn 's funeral was held later that morning and she was buried in the local church cemetery following the military service.

epilogue :

A pair of weeks later I was invited to the indication of Marilyn 's will at her petition. Her parents and sis received the return from the sale of her home and line but I was informed that she had left her Shiny candy apple red Mazda sport car to me. So here I am cruising in it on a Sunday afternoon. I hope that somewhere up there Marilyn is looking down on me and smiling or laughing for old times sake .