Summer had been good to me but now it was almost time to start college, so instead of keeping the roads hot I decided to stay around the house and spend some quality time with good old mom.
I was unfamiliar with a new neighbor lady my mom had made friends with so when I saw her out working in the flowerbeds I decided to go out and get a good look at the woman. I was rewarded handsomely for my effort too, because mom's new friend was quite the looker. She had on a pair of short Daisy-Duke cutoff jeans and a tight ‘wife-beater’ tank top with ample cleavage showing.
Her name was Denise and she was now my heart’s desire; five foot of feminine perfection. She had shoulder length brown hair, big emerald green eyes, tanned to a honey golden hue and a fine pair of thirty four C's barley hidden in that lacey bra and her tight ‘wife-beater’ tank top. When Denise bent over to check out mom's prize winning flowers it gave me an ample view of her prize-winning breasts. And I wasn't going to miss a show like that.
My situation started when she glanced up unexpectedly and caught me drooling over her glorious breasts. I was embarrassed to be caught but she just gave me a smile and a little wink and bent over a little farther to give me a better look. When she left I made sure to scope out the sway of her fine ass and as I expected, it was rounded to perfection.
I needed to know more about this lady so I went straight to mom when she left.
Turned out Denise was married, thirty four years old with no kids and lived two doors down with a husband that was seldom home. Bingo, music to my ears but how was I going to make this happen?
I needn’t have worried. Two days later Denise called mom and asked if I could come over and help her with some chores around the place. Mom said, “Sure,” and sent me right over.
When I got there Denise handed me a cold Coors and said, “Sit down on the couch.” Then she went to the back of the house to get into some different clothes for the job she wanted help with. Now I liked the jeans and t-shirt she had on but I wasn't going to argue with a woman about her work clothes choice.
When she came back in the room Denise was wearing a white lace and satin push-up bra, a white lace thong, white hose with lace around the tops and a pair of white stiletto heels. And much to my delight, that was all she was wearing.
She smiled and said, “Since you seemed to have enjoyed the show in the garden, I thought that I’d give you a better view.”
I took another swallow of my beer and told her, “The view is breath taking.”
She smiled, walked over to where I was seated, knelt down between my legs and started to unzip my Levis. It didn't take me but just a second to take over and slide my Levis and underwear down and off. Unhesitantly, she grabbed the base of my now hard as a rock, eight inch un-cut cock and started to suck the head like it was a snow cone and she was starving to death. A few sucking sounds, the feel of a warm tongue massaging my throbbing cock and it was off to the races. I shot a load so big in her mouth I just knew she was going to choke, but like a real pro she swallowed ever drop and even licked the last drop of cum off the end of my dick.
Then Denise told me she wanted us to go into the bedroom so I could satisfy her. As we were going down the hall she stopped to pull her panties off. When we entered the bedroom she walked to the bed, spun around and fell on her back legs spread and asked, “Do you know how to eat pussy?”
I told her, “Hell yes,” as I fell face forward into her sweet wet pussy. I licked, slurped and ate her out like a fat man starving. She cummed so hard that I thought she was having a heart attack.
We snuggled for a few moments on the bed then she asked me, “How do you like surprises?”
I told her, “They’re okay. And this one was the best that I’d ever had.”
Giggling, Denise told me, “The surprise hasn't happened yet.” Then she got out a blindfold and put it on me. I didn't protest because I wanted to see what happened next.
I felt her get out of bed, heard some noise, then felt her get back in bed and wrap her warm soft lips around my cock and suck it even better than the fist time. She was sucking it fast and hard, just the way I like it. I could feel a load of cum building in my balls. I was so excited that I wanted to be able to see her, so I asked, “Can I pull the blindfold off?” She said, “Yes,” but I never felt her take her mouth off my cock.
I quickly pulled the blindfold off and to my amazement; it was Denise’s husband, Kevin, not her with my cock in his mouth and my balls in his hand.