I forgot My Wallet
I no sooner got home from Auntie's when our phone rang....it's just Dad and I in the house now, so he suggested I answer as he rarely received calls....I answered...it was she...I just noticed you left your wallet on my nightstand of all places," she announced, "you can come get it in the morning if you like."
"Sure thing,' I replied.
The next day, Sunday, arrived after I made the 1-mile drive to her farm, stopped at the end of the driveway to pick up her newspaper and proceeded to her house. Back door was unlocked for me, I entered and was greeted from down the hall...."I'm in the bathroom, if you feel a little like continuing from where we left off yesterday, make yourself comfortable on my bed, it is still open," she instructed. As I passed her bathroom, the cracked open door and big mirror reflected the fact she had on a "shorty" night gown, not uncommon for her to have on while putting herself together on work mornings. My mind of course, went to work....maybe a morning interlude was about to occur. I thought, what the hey, I stripped down to zero attire, and lay down in the center of her bed, already beginning to stiffen...I stroked myself a few times, as she walked in, saying, "Oh, let me do that chore!" She gently removed the night gown, revealing complete nakedness too, her hair already fixed and makeup applied...."Be careful with me, I am going to church later," she informed.
She climbed onto the bed, left leg bent, right foot still on the floor...as if be instinct, my right hand found her knee and began to feel that exquisite soft surface of her thigh, which got softer and more supple as my hand moved upwards...performing an activity I used to just wish for, now experiencing quite frequently...something about a mature woman's soft layer of tissue that forms under her skin as she ages...making squeezing her all the more fun and watching things jiggle also, like her watchable, swinging, delectable B-Cup breasts, so in tune to her "mini-BBW" body...she lifted her right leg upon the bed also and spread her knees even more. My hand now was at the top of her thighs where they meet guarded by that patch of black pubes on her mound that made an inviting presence...my hand, once again had a palm full of hair and mound as my middle finger entered her slit...my finger moved as she squirmed over it encouraging entrance to arouse her pussy...another action once day-dreamed about, now happening quite regularly...my finger in her charms, to be followed by my erection....she moved up and down on my finger as I wiggled it around inside her causing her to smile, squirm, breath hard and swing her breasts to and fro, not to mention the flesh of her hips and legs giving me a lot to admire.
This went on for a couple minutes until she paused all of a sudden, extracted my hand from between her legs, she then turned and faced away from me, then settling her wanton crotch area over my hardening dick. She squatted over me, her hands on my extended knees and began to literally bounce up and down on me....I was now mesmerized by the bouncing up and down of her ass cheeks and the waves of flesh moving up and down the length of her wide behind! Her hips jiggled, I looked around her and in the dresser mirror could see her tits flailing around with reckless abandon! My hands reached for her hips to feel some of this energy also. She began to whimper with delight and slow her actions...her inner fluids I could feel on me, causing me to orgasm greatly, adding more moisture to the party...my stroking slowed to nil as did hers, just the ejaculations last spurts adding any movement. My mind reverted back months, no, years to long before we became physical...just my curiosity as to how she looked and felt if she was to ever expose herself to me! Now I was, NO, we were living it! Me having curiosities and desires fulfilled and she getting to re-live former actions...with me not knowing until recently how playful and sexy she truly could be!! And plus, she seemed more spontaneous as time went by...
Now as we paused to catch our wits and breaths, she even leaned forward so I could get a short glimpse of her pert little a-hole, that I had taken the liberty to touch the previous afternoon, that made her say, "I don't want you to forget that., you know." Obviously, a precursor of might happen someday later....Yes, I reached forward to separate her long, deep butt cleavage to expose what I was interested in...what a beautiful pair of buttocks for an aging lady...two nice drooping handfuls of flesh at their bottom, so pale, so forgiving, faintly laced with ever so tiny veins coursing about...me congratulating my myself silently for being the reason she was revealing herself to me a little more with each encounter.
Now she leaned to our right, causing my ever-softening erection to extract itself from where it deposited its bounty of cum...some even clinging string-like in mid-air from my knob to her leaking pussy as if to indicate, "don't leave me now!" Just as quickly, she produced tissues to halt any leakage onto her sheets...."I just put on new sheets last night after our fun yesterday," she informed me. Now she stood beside the bed, leaned over to kiss me, our morning delight now over and to say...."I didn't even muss my hair or make-up, now let me finish getting ready for church, OK," she firmly told me.
I cheerfully retrieved my wallet from her night stand after cleaning off my "equipment" , got dressed and headed home, of course stopping by her bathroom to caress her now panty covered and slip covered behind. "Good-bye now," she said, "I'm busy next Saturday, but see you the next one, I hope."
Certainly I would look forward to it, also being pleased that this weekend had an unexpected double-header. Oh, my Auntie "T" how long we have come in 10-11 months and several meetings that included more that just coffee!!!
"Sure thing,' I replied.
The next day, Sunday, arrived after I made the 1-mile drive to her farm, stopped at the end of the driveway to pick up her newspaper and proceeded to her house. Back door was unlocked for me, I entered and was greeted from down the hall...."I'm in the bathroom, if you feel a little like continuing from where we left off yesterday, make yourself comfortable on my bed, it is still open," she instructed. As I passed her bathroom, the cracked open door and big mirror reflected the fact she had on a "shorty" night gown, not uncommon for her to have on while putting herself together on work mornings. My mind of course, went to work....maybe a morning interlude was about to occur. I thought, what the hey, I stripped down to zero attire, and lay down in the center of her bed, already beginning to stiffen...I stroked myself a few times, as she walked in, saying, "Oh, let me do that chore!" She gently removed the night gown, revealing complete nakedness too, her hair already fixed and makeup applied...."Be careful with me, I am going to church later," she informed.
She climbed onto the bed, left leg bent, right foot still on the floor...as if be instinct, my right hand found her knee and began to feel that exquisite soft surface of her thigh, which got softer and more supple as my hand moved upwards...performing an activity I used to just wish for, now experiencing quite frequently...something about a mature woman's soft layer of tissue that forms under her skin as she ages...making squeezing her all the more fun and watching things jiggle also, like her watchable, swinging, delectable B-Cup breasts, so in tune to her "mini-BBW" body...she lifted her right leg upon the bed also and spread her knees even more. My hand now was at the top of her thighs where they meet guarded by that patch of black pubes on her mound that made an inviting presence...my hand, once again had a palm full of hair and mound as my middle finger entered her slit...my finger moved as she squirmed over it encouraging entrance to arouse her pussy...another action once day-dreamed about, now happening quite regularly...my finger in her charms, to be followed by my erection....she moved up and down on my finger as I wiggled it around inside her causing her to smile, squirm, breath hard and swing her breasts to and fro, not to mention the flesh of her hips and legs giving me a lot to admire.
This went on for a couple minutes until she paused all of a sudden, extracted my hand from between her legs, she then turned and faced away from me, then settling her wanton crotch area over my hardening dick. She squatted over me, her hands on my extended knees and began to literally bounce up and down on me....I was now mesmerized by the bouncing up and down of her ass cheeks and the waves of flesh moving up and down the length of her wide behind! Her hips jiggled, I looked around her and in the dresser mirror could see her tits flailing around with reckless abandon! My hands reached for her hips to feel some of this energy also. She began to whimper with delight and slow her actions...her inner fluids I could feel on me, causing me to orgasm greatly, adding more moisture to the party...my stroking slowed to nil as did hers, just the ejaculations last spurts adding any movement. My mind reverted back months, no, years to long before we became physical...just my curiosity as to how she looked and felt if she was to ever expose herself to me! Now I was, NO, we were living it! Me having curiosities and desires fulfilled and she getting to re-live former actions...with me not knowing until recently how playful and sexy she truly could be!! And plus, she seemed more spontaneous as time went by...
Now as we paused to catch our wits and breaths, she even leaned forward so I could get a short glimpse of her pert little a-hole, that I had taken the liberty to touch the previous afternoon, that made her say, "I don't want you to forget that., you know." Obviously, a precursor of might happen someday later....Yes, I reached forward to separate her long, deep butt cleavage to expose what I was interested in...what a beautiful pair of buttocks for an aging lady...two nice drooping handfuls of flesh at their bottom, so pale, so forgiving, faintly laced with ever so tiny veins coursing about...me congratulating my myself silently for being the reason she was revealing herself to me a little more with each encounter.
Now she leaned to our right, causing my ever-softening erection to extract itself from where it deposited its bounty of cum...some even clinging string-like in mid-air from my knob to her leaking pussy as if to indicate, "don't leave me now!" Just as quickly, she produced tissues to halt any leakage onto her sheets...."I just put on new sheets last night after our fun yesterday," she informed me. Now she stood beside the bed, leaned over to kiss me, our morning delight now over and to say...."I didn't even muss my hair or make-up, now let me finish getting ready for church, OK," she firmly told me.
I cheerfully retrieved my wallet from her night stand after cleaning off my "equipment" , got dressed and headed home, of course stopping by her bathroom to caress her now panty covered and slip covered behind. "Good-bye now," she said, "I'm busy next Saturday, but see you the next one, I hope."
Certainly I would look forward to it, also being pleased that this weekend had an unexpected double-header. Oh, my Auntie "T" how long we have come in 10-11 months and several meetings that included more that just coffee!!!
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