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21/04/2008
It was never meant to happen that way. I was never supposed to return from my job during the day and it was this event that led to the rest of the story. I had been working long hours during the tax season and then it was April 16th and the work had slacked off so there was no need to stay on the job. Besides, it was one of the first warm, summer days of the year and no meant for working.
There was really nothing on my mind as I entered the rooming house where I took my room and board and my spirits were high. Then, I saw them. Millie, my landlady was nude, on her back on the sofa in the living room and a stranger [to me at least], equally nude, was over her and driving his hard cock into her in a mos violent manner.
Mesmerized by the sight before me, I stopped and stared. . .temporarily rendered speechless by the sight before me. In no more than a minute, I had regained my composure and watched as they peaked in the culmination of their act and lay together in the afterglow. It was then that Millie noticed me and I realized that I had intruded.
Then, as Millie screamed and sounded the alarm, I quickly left them and went to my room where I chastised myself for intruding on my landlady’s very private encounter and reasoned that I would probably be tod to seek a new source of food and lodging.
It was late afternoon when the knock came at my door. It would most probably be Millie with her marching orders - out, I reasoned. I opened the door and it was indeed Millie but she didn’t seem to be ready to eject me - rather, she seemed rather cordial!
"Guess you saw your fill this afternoon, Didn’t you?" she spoke and I replied that In was sorry for the intrusion even as she seemed bent on some other purpose for her visit. "Bet you could use some good pussy, couldn’t you?" and I answered with a nervous laugh. "Tell you what. Are you going to be in your room after dinner tonight?’ and I responded that I nearly always was. she responded, "Good!" and after some small talk about dinner she left.
It was barely eight o’clock, just after I returned to my room from Millie’s delicious steak dinner, that I heard a knock on the door. This would surely be Millie, I reasoned, coming to get it on with me and I had no desire to fuck her. Guess she just wasn’t my type. . .
I answered the door with a certain dread and was surprised to see a middle aged woman, a beautiful, sexy goddess, perhaps twice my age but "Wow!" As our eyes met, she spoke, "Hi! I’m Flo from across the street and Millie said that you might be interested in meeting me.
When Flo came into the room, her body language spoke of sex. Her eyes spoke of touching and caressing and intimate things. I became instantly hot and it was obvious that she was even hotter. I moved towards her and she did not retreat or reject my advance. "I want you!" I said and she smiled as she replied, "I was hoping you’d say that."
Well, I’d been with a few girls before but Flo, with the experience of years, brought me to new heights of passion that night. I was alternately in love and in lust as we laid together and my mind was totally seduced by this powerful woman.
She led me through a whole series of erotic feelings and emotions as she brought me to the point where I felt my cock sink into her warm belly. It was an experience unlike any other - It was fucking at it’s best - love, lust, total loss or reason, only sensation! I heard someone crying out - wild animal sounds and realized it was me.
Then, as I felt her begin to peak, I felt my own culmination and we lay together in the afterglow.
Five minutes later, I felt Flo’s hands on my cock and my lusty passions were rekindled. This time, was calmer and filled with the tiny nuances of a sensual nature as well as those big moves that excited surges of passion and we worked together. She was content to lay on her back and offer her suggestions as we fucked. It was barely eleven o’clock when Flo and I lay in each other’s arms, enjoying the afterglow, that there came a knock on the door to my room and I arose from the bed, nude, and moved to answer it.
As I stood behind the door to shield my condition from the visitor, I opened the door a crack to see Millie standing there. Then, suddenly, she pushed the door open and entered the room with a bottle of brandy and three snifters as I attempted to shield my nudity.
Millie, seeing my condition, laughed and said, "Come Hon, You saw me that way this afternoon. It’s only fair. Besides, it sounded like you appreciated the guest I sent in to you this evening." Somehow the ice was broken and our conversation mellowed.
After a couple of brandies, I was relaxed, Flo and I still quite nude, and Millie seemed quite at ease with the situation. Millie, mellowed by the brandy, soon became talkative and explained that Flo’s husband had drank himself to death a couple of years earlier and left her without male companionship. Being well known and with a good reputation in the community, any consorting with men would get her talked about and her reputation sullied. For relief, she and Millie had tried some very covert bi moves over the past year but they’d just never provided the relief of a good stiff cock. The events of the afternoon, with me walking in on Millie’s tryst, had left her open to my telling of the event and it was imperative that my lips be sealed.
It was for this reason that Millie devised the scheme. Millie, realizing that she lacked the physical attraction to seduce me, devised a scheme whereby I would be drawn into the covert arrangement and thereby, my lips sealed. She called her friend, Flo, and suggested that she might get the sexual satisfaction she sso desperately needed and help her friend at the same time. Flow would seduce me and thereby keep me quiet.
The scheme has worked beautifully for several months now. . .
There was really nothing on my mind as I entered the rooming house where I took my room and board and my spirits were high. Then, I saw them. Millie, my landlady was nude, on her back on the sofa in the living room and a stranger [to me at least], equally nude, was over her and driving his hard cock into her in a mos violent manner.
Mesmerized by the sight before me, I stopped and stared. . .temporarily rendered speechless by the sight before me. In no more than a minute, I had regained my composure and watched as they peaked in the culmination of their act and lay together in the afterglow. It was then that Millie noticed me and I realized that I had intruded.
Then, as Millie screamed and sounded the alarm, I quickly left them and went to my room where I chastised myself for intruding on my landlady’s very private encounter and reasoned that I would probably be tod to seek a new source of food and lodging.
It was late afternoon when the knock came at my door. It would most probably be Millie with her marching orders - out, I reasoned. I opened the door and it was indeed Millie but she didn’t seem to be ready to eject me - rather, she seemed rather cordial!
"Guess you saw your fill this afternoon, Didn’t you?" she spoke and I replied that In was sorry for the intrusion even as she seemed bent on some other purpose for her visit. "Bet you could use some good pussy, couldn’t you?" and I answered with a nervous laugh. "Tell you what. Are you going to be in your room after dinner tonight?’ and I responded that I nearly always was. she responded, "Good!" and after some small talk about dinner she left.
It was barely eight o’clock, just after I returned to my room from Millie’s delicious steak dinner, that I heard a knock on the door. This would surely be Millie, I reasoned, coming to get it on with me and I had no desire to fuck her. Guess she just wasn’t my type. . .
I answered the door with a certain dread and was surprised to see a middle aged woman, a beautiful, sexy goddess, perhaps twice my age but "Wow!" As our eyes met, she spoke, "Hi! I’m Flo from across the street and Millie said that you might be interested in meeting me.
When Flo came into the room, her body language spoke of sex. Her eyes spoke of touching and caressing and intimate things. I became instantly hot and it was obvious that she was even hotter. I moved towards her and she did not retreat or reject my advance. "I want you!" I said and she smiled as she replied, "I was hoping you’d say that."
Well, I’d been with a few girls before but Flo, with the experience of years, brought me to new heights of passion that night. I was alternately in love and in lust as we laid together and my mind was totally seduced by this powerful woman.
She led me through a whole series of erotic feelings and emotions as she brought me to the point where I felt my cock sink into her warm belly. It was an experience unlike any other - It was fucking at it’s best - love, lust, total loss or reason, only sensation! I heard someone crying out - wild animal sounds and realized it was me.
Then, as I felt her begin to peak, I felt my own culmination and we lay together in the afterglow.
Five minutes later, I felt Flo’s hands on my cock and my lusty passions were rekindled. This time, was calmer and filled with the tiny nuances of a sensual nature as well as those big moves that excited surges of passion and we worked together. She was content to lay on her back and offer her suggestions as we fucked. It was barely eleven o’clock when Flo and I lay in each other’s arms, enjoying the afterglow, that there came a knock on the door to my room and I arose from the bed, nude, and moved to answer it.
As I stood behind the door to shield my condition from the visitor, I opened the door a crack to see Millie standing there. Then, suddenly, she pushed the door open and entered the room with a bottle of brandy and three snifters as I attempted to shield my nudity.
Millie, seeing my condition, laughed and said, "Come Hon, You saw me that way this afternoon. It’s only fair. Besides, it sounded like you appreciated the guest I sent in to you this evening." Somehow the ice was broken and our conversation mellowed.
After a couple of brandies, I was relaxed, Flo and I still quite nude, and Millie seemed quite at ease with the situation. Millie, mellowed by the brandy, soon became talkative and explained that Flo’s husband had drank himself to death a couple of years earlier and left her without male companionship. Being well known and with a good reputation in the community, any consorting with men would get her talked about and her reputation sullied. For relief, she and Millie had tried some very covert bi moves over the past year but they’d just never provided the relief of a good stiff cock. The events of the afternoon, with me walking in on Millie’s tryst, had left her open to my telling of the event and it was imperative that my lips be sealed.
It was for this reason that Millie devised the scheme. Millie, realizing that she lacked the physical attraction to seduce me, devised a scheme whereby I would be drawn into the covert arrangement and thereby, my lips sealed. She called her friend, Flo, and suggested that she might get the sexual satisfaction she sso desperately needed and help her friend at the same time. Flow would seduce me and thereby keep me quiet.
The scheme has worked beautifully for several months now. . .
Poster:
George
