Thanks for reading this! Positive comments are welcome and I hope you enjoy! - Jack
Michelle walked into the dark basement of the First Baptist Evangelical Church without concern. She was always there early and she was always the last to leave. She cut through the basement rooms and flipped the light switch and rooms lit up with bright overhead florescent lights.
"Aw damn!" called out Rick who was lying on his back on a set of 3 folding chairs covering his eyes. "Woman, I was getting some rest!"
Michelle smiled to herself as the boy scouts made their way into the room behind her. There were 12 boys that marched in that night which was a record high for the last 3 years in the small town of Woodley Falls, South Carolina. Much of that increase had to do with Rick taking over the program. Though he worked the graveyard shift and was often tired, Rick found time for the kids and he made each and every one of them feel special.
Rick established a yearly plan that was filled with activities and events for the year. It included meetings every other week, laser tag, camping, and trips to museums. The scouts of Woodley Falls never had much money and they were always hurting for gear but a new sporting goods store opened up in the neighboring town and funded part of their camping trips and the laser tag adventure to their sister store. It was Rick who had made the first contact with the store and Michelle who had followed up and closed the deal. Rick had made this scouting troop a place to be for both kids and parents. Most parents wanted to be on the Steering Committee and Michelle was no exception. She worked hard and tried to be the best scout mom ever in the hopes that she could fill the vacant position on the committee.
The boys gathered around Rick, 2 fathers, and Michelle as Rick laid out the plan for the evening. It involved some games, some learning and exploration and some eating of the cake that Michelle brought. The kids all cheered for the food and Michelle giggled and Rick's thin face smiled.
The evening went as planned ending with kids getting in their family sedans and Michelle washing a few plates in the kitchen. Michelle's two boys were waiting for her in the car as Rick leaned on the door entering the kitchen. He tossed his keys to his son, Mike. "Get 'er started but don't you dare move it!" he called out. The boy was out the door in a flash.
Smiling, his blue eyes inspected Michelle in front of him. Her arms moved and washed the dishes but they also moved the mountains of her chest causing a deep stirring in his loin. "Honey, why do you hafta do that?" he asked as a smile slid into place on his face.
Michelle smiled back at him with an impish grin. "Do what?" as her breasts continued to wobble and shake.
"You know. Just lookin' like you do. The Lord has given me a burden and it must be to see a woman like you and wanting to treat her right."
"Doesn't sound like much of a burden to me." As she dried her pans causing more shaking of her generous breasts. The discussion got her nipples got hard and they began protruding through her blouse.
Rick shook his head. "If size matters, I've got an under-appreciated burden that grows every time I see you".
Michelle chuckled at the flirtation. "No Rick, we're both married and I'm sure Susan appreciates all that you do for her!" They had always flirted but this was getting a bit more explicit. Michelle wasn't sure how to handle it but she was sure that the attention certainly got her wet and she definitely liked it given her own home situation.
Rick grabbed the pans and escorted Michelle toward the door. "I tell you honestly," he spoke in a whisper as he leaned toward her. "She hasn't touched me in over a month and won't let me touch her either"
"Why is that?" Michelle queried as she approached her car. The boys were busy in the back and the windows were closed. Rick's boy was playing with a gameboy.
Rick put his hand on Michelle's minivan. "It's too big for her. And, I don't understand why she won't let me ummm you know, pleasure her with my tongue anymore."
Michelle's knees went weak and she could feel the heat pouring from between her thighs. She spread her legs a bit to allow some air up her skirt to relieve the moisture.
He looked down, over to his boy, and then back to Michelle's eyes. "I just need to know if I did something wrong or if there is something wrong with me. I guess it is time to go" He turned, waved goodbye and got into his truck.
*****
Michelle could not remember the ride home. She drove quietly and the boys behaved themselves in the back seat. Her husband, Dan, was in the rear bedroom where he spent most of his time. His back had been bothering him for over 3 years and it was often tough for him to get out of the bedroom. On top of that, they took care of his mother who occupied the bedroom next to Michelle and Dan.
The dishes from the day were not cleaned up and Michelle dove into them washing them by hand. The dishwasher had broken in the winter and they hadn't had the money to buy a new one. She could hear her mother in law calling out to Dan for a glass of ice tea. Michelle made it quickly and had the tea in the glass and the ice with it before Dan called her name asking that she bring some ice tea for his mother. As she dropped it off, her mother in law had some ugly words for her that Michelle promptly pretended to ignore.
Looking in on her husband, she found him on his back in the bed watching TV. His clothes were on the floor from the previous night and he was still in his pjs. Michelle crawled sexily on the bed and nuzzled his chest. He turned off the TV and lifted her chin and kissed her. Their tongues played as his hand felt her heavy breasts and hard nipples. She lifted her cotton top and leaned in so he could suck her long, thick and pink nipples. He obliged her and sucked hard. She could feel her excitement grow. It had been a long time.
Michelle reached into his pjs and found his soft cock. It was small but not tiny. It was good enough to give her two wonderful boys, she told herself. But that was before he gained all his weight and hurt his back.
Leaning in, she sucked his cock into her mouth. It began to get hard and he continued to play with her nipples. She wiggled her butt in his direction but he did not notice. She was able to take his entire length into her mouth and his pubic hairs tickled her nose. As her sucking continued, he got harder and lost focus and stopped playing with her tits. Within moments, his cum spurted into her mouth and she swallowed it down.
He breathed a deep sigh "Thank you" he smiled, stroked her hair for a moment and then turned on the TV.
A few minutes later, Michelle found herself in the bathroom with one leg on the toilet seat and her right hand frigging her clit while her left hand pinched her nipple. She sooo needed some relief. She kept thinking of Rick and his "burden". The excitement of doing something "bad" turned her on. Their problems weren't so different. They both had inattentive spouses. She wondered about what Rick had said. Just how big was it? As the thought of him showing his cock to her crossed her mind, she climaxed and her cum dribbled down her leg.
*****
A week later, the Boy Scout meeting moved outside to the woods surrounding the Church. The food had been eaten first and the other two parents, Jerry and Scott, were taking the boys on the mini trail around the Church. Michelle washed the dishes while Rick dried them and put them away.
When their work was finished, they sat in the basement lounge waiting for the boys' return. Michelle stood up on a stool to look out the basement windows.
"It'll be another 20 minutes before they are back. I've done that route a dozen times with the kids and the first one back will be Tommy and ... " he looked at his watch "he will be here right at 9:00" he stated proudly. Rick examined Michelle's rear as she stood on the stool looking out the casement window. There certainly was some meat on her bones but no one would call her fat. It was just how he liked women ... with something to hold on to. He liked fucking from in back of a big behind where he could put his hands on her hips and push hard.
She sat down across from him and crossed her legs. She wore a flowing skirt that reached just below her knees. Her blue cotton top with a scoop neck was tight across her ample bosom but she covered all that with a light button up sweater. Her dark brown hair floated silkily past her shoulders and framed a pretty face with small glasses.
He smiled and she nodded.
She smiled and he nodded.
"So, what happened last week?" she asked.
He frowned and missed the question completely.
"With your burden. Did you have trouble with it?" she giggled.
He smiled and examined the dimples on her cheeks. "I had to take care of it in the bathroom."
"What a waste!" and she could not believe that she had said that. "Um, what were you thinking of when you um, took care of it?"
"You, silly! I thought of you and what you looked like in that blouse last week. It was just all hard and I knew if I didn't take care of it, that I would be angry all week." He paused. "A 'waste' huh? What did you mean by that?"