After I retired, I began to walk in the neighborhood every sunup. During that time, I met quite a few people. Our neighborhood was once mixed with retirees and younger brace, with children.

A few months I encountered a young woman pushing her child in a pusher. After three or four meetings, we stopped to chat. We introduced ourselves–she was Melissa and her baby was Joanie.

genus Melissa appeared to be about 30 geezerhood old and was in fairly good frame. She was about 5'5, and weighed probably 135 Sudanese pound. She told me she was walking to try to mislay the weight she had gained during her pregnancy. Her hair and eyes were sour brownness, and she had a rather attractive face.

For the side by side few week we would verbalise a few minutes every aurora. I learned that her husband was a college instructor, and very involved in the Obama crusade for reelection. genus Melissa was a hitch at dwelling house mom by option, having earned a college degree in accounting.

About two hebdomad ago I stayed home because of a menace of rain. I was happy I did, for soon we were being soaked by a operose waterspout. As I looked out the window, I saw rain piling up in the yard.

Then I made some coffee. As the coffee was perking, I heard the doorbell.

When I went to the doorway, I saw genus Melissa and Joanie, both of whom were soaking wet. Opening the door, I asked them in.

Melissa said"I am pitiful to bother you, but we were getting drowned. Could we stay here until the rainwater lets up ?"

"Of grade,"I told her,"but we must get both of you some dry clothes"

"That would be so gracious, but I hate to put you to the trouble"Melissa said.

I went into our sleeping room and found one of my robe and T-shirt for the baby.
genus Melissa took them and changed the babe, then went into the lav to get out of her wet clothes.

"When you get through I will put your clothes in the dryer to dry"I told her.

"Thank you so much"she said.

Melissa came back into the living room, and handed me her clothes. As I took them to the utility elbow room, I noticed that she had taken everything off, including her panties. With this, I began to get a hard-on.

When I went back to the living room, I saw that Joanie was numb and Melissa was rubbing her dispirited leg."I hurt my leg when I was running with the perambulator,"she told me. I sat down on the sofa with her and said,"Let me look at it."

She smiled and thanked me, and lifted her leg onto my lap. I began to rub her leg, then asked if she wanted something for the nuisance."That would be great, ‘ grounds it is really hurting."I went to the kitchen and got a Vicodin and a methamphetamine of water. She took the anovulatory drug, and I sat back down and began to massage her leg.

Melissa stretched back on the sofa, and in the physical process the robe opened up slightly, giving me a ripe perspective of her unshaven slit. I continued to rub her leg."That tactile property so trade good, and the tab is helping"she said as she moved a little more.

Looking up the gown at her pussy, my hard-on was getting sober. I rubbed her leg to her knee, then back to her articulatio talocruralis."Oh, Bryan, that feels so good."

Now is the time to act up a little, I thought. I rubbed her leg to her knee, then went a little higher. Melissa placed her hand on mine and said"No, No."

I went back to rubbing her humble leg, then lifted her leg and began to kiss her injure slur. By now Melissa was breathing heavy, and I kissed her calf, then moved to above her knee. I could hear her grind external respiration as I kissed her inner thigh, and I could smell her pussy.

Melissa put her hand on my head and said don't do that. I took a chance, though and darted a glossa onto her leg, tasting the salt from her sweat. She moaned and I moved the robe up and placed my tongue on her clit.

"Don't, plosive consonant, don't do that."She whispered. I pushed my tongue into her twat and now she was responding, opening her pegleg wider. I kissed her labia and clit a few hour, then picked her up and took her to a guest bedroom.

I removed the gown and once again, she was weakly protesting. She told me nonentity had ever done this to her. I told her just to slack up. Then she said that her husband had defended Bill Clinton when his intern ate him–"Chris said that what happened with Clinton was not really sex."

"See,"I said,"even your married man would not say we are having sex by doing this."I continued to massage her clitoris with my knife, then placed a finger on her ass hole. This triggered an outburst of moaning, then an orgasm.

"Can I do you,"Melissa asked ?"thought process you would never ask,"I said, and we got in 69 position. My cock is not huge, about 6 inches, so Melissa could easily get it in her mouth. She raised her lips away from my cock and said"I have never done this either. You may throw to give me advice."

I murmured,"you're doing fine."

After a few minutes I could feel the cum building up and I told her so. She asked if minded if she ate the cum, one of her booster had told her it added so much to the sex act. I whispered that I would love for her to do just that and unloaded in her mouth. She gagged a sentence or two, but did withdraw all of it.

She wanted to check on Joanie and the clothes, then came back to bed.

Melissa talked about how her husband Chris was so tied up in political science that she sometimes felt leave out and that he was such a prude when it came to sex. She talked about listening with envy her friends talk about cock sucking and eating twat. Her sudden vulgar talking caused my shaft to start getting hard again, and once again I moved down to her pussy and began to lap all over, moving the hairs out of the way. We were now once again in 69 position, and she was nibbling on my dick.

I was trying to put my tongue deep into her channel, and I also put a finger back in her asshole. I moved the finger, put it on her puss to get some juice for lubrication, then pushed it in her prick. We bucked for a few second, then she jumped up, straddled me, and placed her slit on my hard cock.

I shoved up and she pushed down, and I was in her. I was glad I had already come once, so now I could last longer. We clinched, and the sound of pulp slapping and the sloshing of my cock in her pussy was so sexy.

"genus Melissa, are you on the oral contraceptive pill ?"

"No, just pull out when you are about to come in ‘ suit this is my fertile time of the month."

Soon I could feel the pressure level building, and genus Melissa was slamming down on my putz with a cacoethes."genus Melissa, I am going to come–you had better move off me."“ screw it, hold on just a indorse yearner, I am about to cum again–"

"Melissa, I can't grip on any more–I am going to come."

Instead of moving Melissa reached down and rubbed snatch juice on her hand, then placed a finger up my asshole–this did it–I shot load after burden into Melissa's have it away canal.

Afterwards, as we lay there, I said"I am meritless. I should not deliver cum in you."She said"this is the best sex I have ever had."I was still worried about depositing my cum in her."If I get preggy, Chris will never have it off its now his. Besides, I think you will make a intimately baby."

An hour or so later, the rain stopped, genus Melissa put her wearing apparel on, and dressed Joanie. She kissed me as she left, and said"We must do this again."

I agreed .