"Sure. Come on over." As Sheri hung up the phone, she wondered why Marge wanted to talk, unless.... She considered changing from her shorts and blouse, putting on make-up, maybe brushing her short blond hair but the doorbell rang. She slipped into her sandals and opened the door. Marge was standing there in a little flowery dress, buttons down the front,...
It was Sunday morning and Terry woke up, rubbing his eyes, blearily. He could feel something warm and wet on his rapidly hardening dick. He looked down his body and saw his wife, Marge eagerly licking and kissing his length. As he felt his cock growing under her ministrations, he couldn't help but let out a small moan, it felt so good. Marge heard him and...
SATURDAY I woke up at about 7 a.m. and made it to the kitchen in my pajamas and robe. There was Marge with her make up on, in jeans, a sleeve less blouse, and sneakers. She had already served breakfast to her grandchildren who were watching cartoons on the TV in the kitchen. I said, "Good morning all," and kissed the kids. They told me they were excited...
Wife’s Mom, Part 4, by Luvold MONDAY NIGHT That night, Marge said, "I will give you a massage. Take off your clothes and lie face down on the bed.” After I stretched out, Marge straddled my waist and massaged my neck, shoulders and lower back. It became sensuous, as Marge slid down and massaged my hips, buttocks, thighs, legs and feet. “Ok, now turn ove...
Book VII - ATLANTIC CITY Chapter 1 George woke up and Jennifer was still asleep; Linda had already wakened and disappeared. George washed up in the bathroom and dressed and found that Jennifer was rousing. He told her that he had to leave but that he would see her soon He kissed her and hugged her and told her what a wonderful woman she was and what a gre...
"No WAY!" Amanda exclaimed. "With who?" "The first time was with a girl we picked up in a bar," Marge said. "The second time it was a woman I was friendly with in yoga class." "And he, you know, did stuff with you and them?" "That's the idea behind a three-way isn't it? It was fun. It wasn't like he was cheating because I was right there. We talked about...
Marge didn't have to wait long at the unemployment office. She had made an appointment to meet with a man named John McBride about getting a new job. She had majored in accounting, but didn't have any relevant experience in accounting. Marge's old job was wearing her out. She was on her feet all day. She needed special shoes with arch support. She was sitt...
This is part three in my ED Chronicles series. I recommend that you read parts one and two to fully enjoy the backstory. All characters are over the age of 50. ***** The experience that Sue and I had with Marge on our sun porch was totally out of the ordinary for us. As I had mentioned before, Susan and I had shared fantasies during our lovemaking. I know...
A MOMENT BEFORE HEAVEN London braced itself again as high above the drone of the German bombers became more insistent. The sirens had been sounding for half an hour giving everyone plenty of time to get to a shelter. Henry Watson had just managed to close his shop in Hackney Road and scamper down Cambridge Heath road to the underground as the first bombs...
A continuation of my sexual life after High School and into adult life. True story, so don't make my mistakes. (c)Hellraser 2015 ***** I met Marge on a weekend assignment from my Army Reserve unit. We were 'volunteered' to work at a convalescent home to relieve the staff one weekend a month. Marge was the switchboard operator there. To describe her, it's...