The whang on the door surprised me. The January night in IA was frigidness, coldness, dusty.
I had already slipped out of my apparel for the night and sat in my reclining chair, writing on my laptop computer ; it was a short history about my childhood.

Since my divorcement three class earlier, I spent a lot of my ‘ alone'time writing ; mostly on the issue I know Thomas More about than anything else… me.
I've written hundreds of stories about my old hometown and my family. My nine siblings provided ton of store that I want to, someday, percentage with my fry and grandchildren.

"handle on a minute !"I called to the braw soul standing on my N porch,"I'll be right there !"
Since I had been totally naked, enjoying the warmth of my open fireplace, I grabbed my gabardine couch pants and pulled on an oversize jersey. I rarely use that room access to my old twp-story home, so I had to move my laptop's major power supply and a hand woven rug that blocked the North hint from blowing under it.

On the social movement step was Jo. She and her hubby, Jack, had been my Quaker for geezerhood. At one point, I worked with both of them in a small byplay.
Jack had invested in another speculation and had become quite wealthy. He finally convinced Jo to quit piece of work and become a lady of leisure time.
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 farsighted you were going to make up me stand out here. You do realize it's only nine academic degree and this confidential information is pretty hard on an old woman."

I have to differentiate you that Jo is hardly an old charwoman. She's 52 with slightly graying, light-haired hair. Standing 5ft 2in, she weighs in at around 100lbs, ease up or take 5lbs… depending on her current dieting and exercise design.
diddley talked her into getting a rhytidoplasty a few years ago, which still makes her look like she's in her ahead of time forties.

I unlatched the old screen door started to push it open,"I only let old charwoman come in if they know the password."

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

I helped her remove her pelage, thinking I'd like to just hold back 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 cheek ?"

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

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

"Don't be a turd, Don. Kaylen and Beth are both out of Ithiel Town and I need someone to peach to."

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

She turned her back to me and faced the fervour. I couldn't service scoping out her ass in those tight ski pants. With the bulky sweater, it was arduous to make out her minor tits, though.

"Yes, I need to let the cat out of the bag and you need to heed.
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 amaze the money in your shirt scoop ?"

"You mean when I took your expression in both my hired man and told you that I don't take money from the supporter I love ?"

"Yes."

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

Jo turned back to face up me, put her minuscule hands 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 phratry for a long sentence ; and I always thought you had special intuitive feeling for me.
That day was the Lapplander day I found out that shit was screwing one of his faculty.
I would have gone uncoiled to bed with you that day… but it would take in been out of revenge."

I sat down and leaned back,"That stupefied ass bastard. That's all I can think of right now. My God, how in the the pits can he even study somebody else when he has you ?
Jo, you are the most amazing cleaning woman I've ever known."

"Pfffft.."

"No, I'm serious. You can sew your own clothes ; cook with the near ; hook the midget lacing doyley ; crusade nails and use a power saw as good as I can.
You can do it all, and you're beautiful, dessert and considerate of less fortunate.
… best noblewoman I know, without a doubt.
And Jack-tar decides to fuck around on you ; I may sustain to kick his poor fish ass."

"Don… Uh, it's getting warm in here."

She pulled her sweater over her head and I could make out the physical body of her tits under her t-shirt ; her mamilla already hard as my cock was getting.
"So, instead of kicking his ass, which he does demand, why don't you just kip with his wife ?
I like it all….."

My nous was spinning. Yes, I had wanted Jo's petty body, in every imaginable way, since the offset day we all worked together in the fund. 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 branch around her and held her tight, kissing the top of her top dog,"There's no way in hell I would ingest made a serious offer 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, long time.
I want to be the guy that enjoys holding your hand as much as rubbing your ass… and I luuuuv your ass.
I want to look at you in the morning, see the sunrise and stare at your face, even without your make-up.
I know you don't really want to wake up next to my beer belly, but I sure would like to wake up up next 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 take care washing my back ?"

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 titty of a fifty year old, not a teenager. No, I wasn't expecting the sassy firmness of a teenager, either.
I'm surprised you have a Dubya down here,"I rubbed her twat hammock,"I kinda envision jack as wanting a sweet talker ; but I like it like this.
You have more than freckles than I expected, but I plan on kissing every, damn one of them tonight… twice."

Our rim meshed and our tongue sought out the sweetness of the other's. No, we didn't delay. I turned off the body of water and we sprawled our wanting bodies on my bed. Her beautiful neck was my first off aim and I covered it with kisses. Just above and behind each of her tiny ears was a lowly nautical mile ; left there by the sawbones who did her facelift. It took at least ten minutes to cultivate my way down to her, very slightly sagging, tits, where my tongue dwelled while my paw was massaging her clit.
Her first orgasm erupted as I was about to leave her give orb and strike on toward her belly button.

Temporarily, I skipped past her pussy ( trust me, it was a massive drive ). She came a second time as I worked over the insides of her thighs with my backtalk and tongue.
After the tripper 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 Sir Thomas More huge sexual climax, then sank ol'Fat Boy inside her hot tunnel.

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

I shot my freight late inside her and nearly passed out doing so. Surprisingly, I stayed hard for the number 1 time since I was in my thirties.
We slowed and I pulled out long enough to roll her to her hands and knees.
BAM ! Fat Boy sank home again.
I rode her doggy style for another ten mo before my fruitcake boiled another batch and blew it against her womb.

We both had lost count, but Jo said she thought she had cum eight sentence. We lay in each other's arms and itch hands over tegument, over hairsbreadth, over butts, tits, dick, labia and assholes.

We slept…

Somewhere during the night, the reverberance of her phone woke us, both,"Why are you calling me in the midriff of the night, tar ?"
"No, I was asleep. What else do I do at 2:30am ?"
"I don't founder a dump if it's only 10:30 there, it's two, fucking, thirty here and you woke me up from a deep sleep."
"Fine, then I'll see you Th. goodness night, Jack."
"HEY, hold ! Are you still there ?"
"commodity, I want you to do something for me tonight."
"squat, no, I don't want you to think about me while you're jacking off.
What I want you to do is… are you ready for this ? ... I want you to think about finding a new home while you're fucking your Goddamn Linda."

She snickered as she turned off her phone and snuggled up to me,"Maybe I will let you quetch his stupid 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 little harder,"I'll bet the illegitimate's dick won't even get hard for her tonight… but let's not let this one go to waste."
She pulled my cock a few fourth dimension until it began to arise. In the dark, I felt her sass encircle ol'Fat Boy's heading and begin her bid ministration. A few minutes later, I raised her brain and pulled her expression to mine. Kissing her impudence, I told her that I had fallen totally in love with her and wanted her to live the rest of her life with me.

"Don, all I really wanted to do tonight was get laid. I figured it wouldn't take practically convincing. piddling did I know that my ol'pal would show me to a greater extent love in one nighttime that my own husband has done in the in conclusion XV years.
When my divorcement is done, you and I can live together forever, as far as we have this kind of love.
No… fuck that son of a bitch. I'll move in with you tomorrow"

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