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Joel & Mrs. Nevers 01
Wow, wow, wow, what a summer I had, am I right folks? One to remember for sure, but down here in the Middleton area, the fall season is the best because the temperature drops under 400 degrees, so the fall weekends are actually the better than the summer weekends. And believe me, Labor Day weekend parties, festivals and parades are the best, including Mrs. Nevers’ backyard hamburger cookout. I mean, her hamburger buns, am I right?
“I’m glad that you like them, Joel. It’s always good to know that there are still fans of my burgers and buns. However, I’ve had my eye on you for most of the afternoon and I noticed that you like to mingle with the ladies, so watch what gossip you take as fact or fiction. And by the way, if I am to be labelled as a cold fish, well that’s only towards one fisherman and that’s my soon to be ex-husband, Burt. So, that’s the truth Joel. Anyways, enjoy the rest of cookout party and you happen to catch me carrying empty platters into the house and there is chance for you steal a kiss when no one is looking, well, try to not miss that opportunity.”
“Like I would ever put all these gossip stories in bank, Mrs. Nevers, but it’s fun to watch and listen to the ladies carry on and on, right? And believe me, enjoying any of your outdoor parties is the easy part. The hard part is catching you alone in back door landing area alone. I mean, you’re this way as the host and then that way as the host and it’s hard to keep track of you, although following your chest of bouncing balls is half of the fun.”
“Oh, Joel, you young folks and your wicked tongues. Anyways, as the busy body hostess, I need to give a move on, so what special thing can I bring you or do for you as I run around pretending not to notice that my shirt is this close to revealing a nip slip?”
“Oh, well, Mrs. Nevers, I have a personal request alright, but it might be a little tricky for you to deliver on.”
“If it’s to help put some sun screen on me while I clean this yard up tomorrow in the morning sun, well, about 9am, with double-double coffee ready on the patio table, of course.”
“Oh, I’ll be here, but for tonight, um, what if I wanted to take, ah, take a bun wrapper home with me tonight?”
“Oh, I didn’t know that was still a thing. I guess I’ve been a little out of touch lately. Anyways, um, if you feel someone stuffing something in your back pocket in a few minutes, don’t flinch and draw attention. I mean, take a look to make sure it’s not Mrs. Olsen trying to goose you, but don’t flinch.”
“I’m a rock, Mrs. Nevers, a pillar of stone. I will not flinch.”
“Hmmm, yes, yes you are and I wouldn’t mind knowing a little more about your pillar of stone, which would be welcomed to flinch, if it were in a certain place. I’m waiting for the day when a young stud like you will flinch inside of me.”
“By the way, Mrs. Nevers, where is your hubby, Burt? He doesn’t seem to be here. I mean, LOL, you didn’t chain him up in basement, did you?”
“Wow, I never thought of that one, but no, no chain restraints this holiday weekend, but thanks for the Ankara escort fresh idea. Anyways, he went fishing with the Butchers’ all weekend. I mean, I thought fishing was over, but Butch Sr. said that he had a wiggly worm to use up and Butch Jr. agreed to row the boat from the back, so he’s fishing with the Butchers boys.”
“Which puts you all alone in house tonight, right? Like all tired and stuff after this great party and too tired to argue?”
“Oh, snap, I didn’t think of that one either, Joel. Um, Mrs. Sanders is my weekend guest, so why the hell did you even have to bring that up, Joel? And by the way, damn it, Joel, why in the hell did you even have to put in my brain? I don’t sleep well when I’m horny Joel, I just don’t sleep well and I’m too tired to argue with strangers in my bedroom, but still, right? I have weekend quests in the house, so use the bun wrapper that will be stuffed into your pocket soon as my substitute tonight.”
Ahh, end of the summer parties, am I right? People enjoying the perfect weather and wearing their sheer white shorts for the last time of the season and just like the new normal, ah, there was a string of private texts going around titled “Operation Quick Lips”, which was shortened to “OQL” because no one uses full words anymore in texts. And by the way, in the future, if I’m going to be assigned a secret code name, I would prefer STJ for Stud Tiger Joel over STD for Stud Tiger Dude, but apparently, Mrs. Sanders, or Silly Sandi Sanders (SSS) was in charge of Operation Quick Lips.
“STD, kitchen sink area, 0400.”
“SSS, what’s 0400?”
“STD, I made it up, take dirty plate to kitchen.”
“SSS, you are still like 5 crazy break ups down the list.”
“STD, but I’m on your list, right Joel, I mean STD?”
“SSS, about Halloween for “S” I think.”
Uncover operational code work, right? It’s good work if you can get it. But any operation isn’t worth the text screen it’s written if you don’t follow the lines of code.
“Joel, I mean, STD, it’s 0402, so I didn’t think you were going to make it. And don’t mind Sandi, I mean SSS, she’s running blocker for us.”
“Sorry, I ran into enemy lines when I was sneaking around the flank. Also, Mrs. Olsen likes Flank steak, my Flank steak.”
“Never mind that old biddy for now. Listen, OQL now means Operation Quick Lick instead of Lips, but Lips still work in the secret plan too.”
“I’m ready to receive my secret operational orders.”
“Good. Technically, I’m still married and I was hoping that I could catch my lousy no-good husband Burt cheating on me instead of hanging out in the fishing cabin with the Butchers’ boys, but he seems to be faithful, so I can’t take you in my pussy, but…”
“Oh, I love the butt, especially your butt, Mrs. Nevers.”
“Remain at attention, soldier! Here’s the operation. We both act like we had a few too many afternoon cocktails and then double agent Sandi, I mean SSS, accidentally walks you to the wrong bathroom and you open the door to my private bathroom in my bedroom and you find me sitting on the closed toilet seat trying to Ankara escort bayan compose myself from being tipsy from the afternoon sun and the afternoon cocktails and then you accidentally pull out your fat pillar of stone and then I accidentally open my mouth as I gasp from your drunken boldness and then you accidentally move forward and accidentally fuck my mouth like I’m your “woman in waiting” and then I accidentally brand you for the day by leaving my lip gloss behind on your pillar of stone and then double agent SSS walks you back out and takes any enemy fire because you appear to be extremely sexually satisfied. We launch at 0406, got it?”
“Got it. We’re tipsy, everything is an innocent accident, double agent SSS runs blocker for us and finger bangs herself because she can’t wait for her turn in my string of crazy sex affairs. Ah, ready, set, go?”
I mean, Mrs. Nevers had developed quite the fool proof plan, right? And with everything being all accidental and innocent at the same time, well, launch baby! Oh, and the best part was, hey, a fool proof secret blow job plan eliminates about 95% of the talk. I mean, am I right about that or what?
“Damn it, damn it, damn it! Why the hell did I have to marry the only guy in town who doesn’t cheat? SOB, right Joel? I want to cross the “woman in waiting” line Joel and I want to cross it big time, I promise baby.”
“Relax, you never know what might happen yet. I mean, three guys shacked up in a fishing cabin for the weekend, right? I mean, they might slip up and cheat yet still. I mean, I’ve heard that the Butchers are quite the smooth talkers, so anything can happen. Anyways, LOL, for a cold fish in bedroom, wow, you sure know to suck a cock, Mrs. Nevers. Also, double agent SSS sure knows how to finger bang herself too because she snuck into the bathroom with us and blocked from that position.”
“Please, you just filled my belly with your hot and sweet tasting cum, so call me Natalie. And thanks, I’ve always been good at sucking my man’s cock. I mean, the faithful hubby’s cock, but back in my day I was always afraid of getting pregnant, so I sucked off everyone who said hello to me.”
“Well, you were still pretty damn good for someone who hasn’t been practicing in a while because you refuse to suck off your apparent faithful hubby, Natalie. So, banana practice or what? Not that I care.”
“Hmmm, fine, my house guest double agent Sandi brought a strap-on dildo in her weekend luggage and we’re both lonely housewives, but you’re not complaining, right double agent STD? By the way, who in the hell assigned you your code name? I mean, seriously, STD?”
“Double agent SSS did. Double agent STD, Stud Tiger Dude.”
“Whatever. Anyways, I calling Operation Quick Suck a success, but I need to get back to my party guests and play the part of the faithful wife because my lousy no-good husband refuses to get caught giving it to some loose floozy in the ass. And I swallowed it all Joel, so tongue me up, tell me that I have best mouth in Middleton and then tell me that you dream of the day when you can take your “woman Escort Ankara in waiting” in the pussy and then send me on my happy way back to my party guests. Oh, and by the way, I just said it double agent SSS! I branded his pillar of stone with my lip gloss, so release his cock from your mouth and get off of your knees! You’re sucking it all off and your only job was to protect him from rear of the enemy lines. I just said it!”
“Oops. I thought I supposed to let STD cum from my behind, I mean from behind enemy lines. Oops. I mean, bye now Natalie. Your party guests probably miss you by now and we don’t want anyone to think that you side stepped to cheat on your faithful hubby, right? OK, bye now.”
Ahh, Middleton MILFs, am I right? The best cat fights ever. Oh, and even better, LOL, the look on Natalie’s face as she fixed her face and hair because she knew that Sandi Sanders was right.
“Fine, but STD, tell this old biddy that my tits still work for you! Also, wow, 76 seconds, baby! I mean, as your “woman in waiting”, well, you’re going to be worth the wait with that type performance.”
“Oh, Natalie Nevers, you have the best sun wrinkled cleavage skin in town and I can’t wait for the day when you find out that your husband’s fishing trip with the faggot Butcher boys is just a front for 3 days of faggot gay butt sex and circle jerk blow jobs, not that I know much about that. OK my “woman in waiting” Natalie, bye now and remember, act tipsy and innocent.”
Well, you knew that it had to come out sooner or later, right?
Besides, being left behind the enemy lines with double agent Sandi Sanders wasn’t all that bad, even if things were a bit out of turn.
“My guest bedroom is just down the hall, Joel and by the way, all of this is a freebie because I know I’m about five crazy MILF love affairs out of turn. And my weekend guest bedroom does not have type of “relationship” bed rules whatsoever. Also, I’m not sure why, but I have been known to squirt a little milk from time to time, so let me prove to you that my tits actually still work, not to mention that I take great care to protect my creamy smooth skin from our relentless sun. No wrinkles, Joel, no wrinkles.”
“Double agent SSS, I like it dirty.”
“Double agent STD, I am dirty.”
“Double agent SSS, flash me your creamy chest skin.”
“Double agent STD, take me to my guest bedroom and make me naked.”
“Double agent SSS, what is your marriage status?”
“Double agent STD, Duh, I own a strap-on dildo, so I share my faggot hubby. Besides, he went fishing for the weekend.”
Huh, a strap-on dildo, right? LOL, that’s a first. Anyways, I need to look into this “weekend” guest thing, especially if there are freebies involved in the rotation of Middleton MILF affairs that have become my life.
Oh, and as far as the “after party” yard clean up the following morning? Yeah, there was some sun screen and there was plenty of sun screen applications going on and it was nice that Natalie Nevers and Sandi Sanders found a way to share and share alike. I mean, Natalie hadn’t figured out that her faggot husband had been faggot cheating yet, so she played the part and bit her lip until her divorce was finalized. Also, she bit a few other things too and that included her weekend guest, Mrs. Sanders.
End Joel & Mrs. Nevers 01
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