The rap on the door surprised me. The January night in Iowa was stale, cold, cold.
I had already slipped out of my apparel for the night and sat in my recliner, writing on my laptop computer ; it was a short story about my childhood.

Since my divorce three years earlier, I spent a lot of my ‘ alone'sentence writing ; mostly on the subject I know more than about than anything else… me.
I've written hundreds of fib about my old hometown and my family. My nine sibling provided loads of memories that I want to, someday, share with my minor and grandchildren.

"clench on a minute !"I called to the brave soul standing on my north porch,"I'll be right there !"
Since I had been totally naked, enjoying the warmth of my fireplace, I grabbed my flannel lounge pants and pulled on an oversized T-shirt. I rarely use that door to my old twp-story home, so I had to move my laptop's superpower supplying and a hand woven rug that blocked the north wind from blowing under it.

On the face stone's throw was Jo. She and her hubby, diddlyshit, had been my acquaintance for long time. At one degree, I worked with both of them in a pocket-sized business.
Jack had invested in another venture and had become quite moneyed. He finally convinced Jo to quit work and turn a dame of leisure.
It really wasn't her cup of tea to do nothing, so she had buried herself in hobbies while he traveled ; which was most of the time.

"I was beginning to wonder how long you were going to make me brook out here. You do gain it's only nine degrees and this wind is pretty hard on an old woman."

I have to distinguish you that Jo is hardly an old woman. She's 52 with slightly graying, blonde tomentum. Standing 5ft 2in, she weighs in at around 100lbs, pay or take 5lbs… depending on her stream diet and exercise plan.
labourer talked her into getting a facelift a few years ago, which still makes her look like she's in her early forties.

I unlatched the old sieve door started to agitate it loose,"I only let old cleaning woman come in if they know the password."

"asshole,"she smiled,"outta my way, I need that fireplace."

I helped her take out her coating, thinking I'd like to just proceed disrobing her until she was only wearing her natal day suit.

"Okay, to what do I owe this unexpected visit ? You just wanted to see my handsome case ?"

"Pffft… ‘ handsome'… Uh, no ; that's not why I stopped by."

"Stopped by ? Oh ; you were in the vicinity already ?"

"Don't be a dirt, Don. Kaylen and Beth are both out of townspeople and I need someone to talk to."

"Oh, I understand now ; you need to talk… and talk… and talk, and I need to hear, and take heed, and listen."

She turned her back to me and faced the fire. I couldn't help scoping out her ass in those tight ski gasp. With the bulky perspirer, it was firmly to make out her lowly tit, though.

"Yes, I need to talk and you need to hear.
You remember the other day when you took me to pick up my car and I tried to pay you ?
Remember the third time I tried to stick the money in your shirt pocket ?"

"You mean when I took your boldness in both my mitt and told you that I don't take money from the admirer I love ?"

"Yes."

"Yep, I remember. decently about then I sure was wanting to pull your face closer and candy kiss you… I wouldn't have done it, but I damn certainly wanted to."

Jo turned back to face me, put her petty deal behind her back to warm them and said,"There lies the trouble, Don. I wanted you to do exactly that.
I know you've loved our family for a long meter ; and I always thought you had special feelings for me.
That day was the same day I found out that Jack was screwing one of his staff.
I would have gone straight to bed with you that day… but it would have been out of revenge."

I sat down and leaned back,"That dolt ass cocksucker. That's all I can think of right now. My God, how in the hell can he even consider somebody else when he has you ?
Jo, you are the most gravel woman I've ever known."

"Pfffft.."

"No, I'm grave. You can sew your own clothes ; cook with the honorable ; crochet the tiniest lacing doilies ; effort nails and use a powerfulness saw as good as I can.
You can do it all, and you're beautiful, sweet and considerate of less fortunate.
… trump lady I know, without a doubt.
And Jack decides to fuck around on you ; I may have to kvetch his stupid ass."

"Don… Uh, it's getting warm in here."

She pulled her jumper over her top dog and I could puddle out the shape of her pap under her t-shirt ; her nipples already hard as my cock was getting.
"So, instead of kicking his ass, which he does involve, why don't you just catch some Z's with his wife ?
I like it all….."

My mind was spinning. Yes, I had wanted Jo's lilliputian body, in every imaginable way, since the first day we all worked together in the entrepot. But I never intended to lay my hands on her… now she was offering me anything, and everything I wanted.

"Whew ! That was unexpected. But let me tell you something first."

I stood back up and stepped toward her. I put my arms around her and held her squiffy, kissing the top of her chief,"There's no way in hell I would deliver made a serious pass at you, Jo.
I can't really say that I'm IN love with you, but I do love you and I've wanted you for a long, foresighted time.
I want to be the guy that enjoys holding your script as much as rubbing your ass… and I luuuuv your ass.
I want to face at you in the daybreak, watch the sunrise and stare at your face, even without your make-up.
I know you don't really want to wake up side by side to my beer belly, but I sure would like to stir up up succeeding to your freckles.
Sure, I'll be the happiest man in Iowa if you have sex with me, whatever you like to do best.
But… there's just one problem."

"Huh ? What ?"

"I always take my shower just before I go to bed and I haven't had one today. Would you beware washing my rachis ?"

I had adjusted the water spray just right when I felt a tap on my back,"fountainhead, here it is. Not quite what you expected, is it ?"

I looked her up and down,"Well, it looks like you must have the tits of a fifty year old, not a teenager. No, I wasn't expecting the brisk resoluteness of a teenager, either.
I'm surprised you have a bush down here,"I rubbed her kitty mound,"I kinda figured shit as wanting a sweet talker ; but I like it like this.
You have more freckles than I expected, but I plan on kissing every, damn one of them tonight… twice."

Our brim meshed and our tongues sought out the sweetness of the early's. No, we didn't time lag. I turned off the water and we sprawled our wanting dead body on my bed. Her beautiful cervix was my world-class objective and I covered it with kisses. Just above and behind each of her bantam spike was a small knot ; left there by the operating surgeon who did her facelift. It took at least ten minutes to work my way down to her, very slightly sagging, breast, where my clapper dwelled while my hand was massaging her clit.
Her first orgasm erupted as I was about to leave her left orb and run on toward her belly button.

Temporarily, I skipped past her twat ( trust me, it was a monumental drive ). She came a second time as I worked over the insides of her second joint with my sassing and tongue.
After the trip to her toes and back, I rose and smiled,"Supper time."
It was the sweetest cunt I ever tasted. I lapped and fingered her through two more huge orgasm, then sank ol'Fat Boy inside her hot tunnel.

Her fifth cum hit her like a set of brass knuckle joint.
She was screaming,"No, No."then,"Yes, Yes,"all the while she jerked on my hair, scratched my vertebral column, dug her nails into my second joint and bucked like a PBR bull.

I shot my load deep inside her and nearly passed out doing so. Surprisingly, I stayed hard for the first time since I was in my thirties.
We slowed and I pulled out long enough to undulate her to her hands and knees.
BAM ! Fat Boy sank home again.
I rode her doggy trend for another ten instant before my junkie boiled another batch and blew it against her womb.

We both had lost count, but Jo said she thought she had cum eight time. We lay in each former's arms and fret hands over skin, over hair, over butts, tits, dick, labia and assholes.

We slept…

Somewhere during the Nox, the resonance of her phone woke us, both,"Why are you calling me in the center of the night, Jack ?"
"No, I was asleep. What else do I do at 2:30am ?"
"I don't give a shit if it's only 10:30 there, it's two, fucking, 30 here and you woke me up from a deep sleep."
"Fine, then I'll see you Thursday. Good Nox, Jack."
"HEY, delay ! Are you still there ?"
"good, I want you to do something for me tonight."
"Shit, no, I don't want you to believe about me while you're jacking off.
What I want you to do is… are you make for this ? ... I want you to think about finding a new home base while you're fucking your Goddamn Linda."

She snickered as she turned off her telephone set and snuggled up to me,"Maybe I will let you kick his pillock ass. He's probably tearing up AT & T trying to get them to tuen on my phone. Let the son of a bitch worry."

She laughed a trivial harder,"I'll bet the bastard's dick won't even get backbreaking for her tonight… but let's not let this one go to waste."
She pulled my dick a few times until it began to grow. In the dark, I felt her lips encircle ol'Fat Boy's head and lead off her legal tender relief. A few proceedings later, I raised her head and pulled her side to mine. Kissing her cheeks, I told her that I had fallen totally in love with her and wanted her to last the rest of her life with me.

"Don, all I really wanted to do tonight was get laid. I figured it wouldn't take often convincing. Little did I know that my ol'buddy would express me more passion in one Night that my own married man has done in the last fifteen years.
When my divorce is done, you and I can populate together forever, as far as we have this kind of love.
No… fuck that love child. I'll relocation in with you tomorrow"

She kissed me long and firmly as she fondled my stiff cock,"Hmmm, make that day after tomorrow… I'm not getting'out of this bed ‘ til then. ”