Chapter 3A to be finished in 3B
After the party
As the sun started to set, the guest started to depart, and the kids disappeared. The yard was a mess, there were folding chairs and tables covered in paper plates and plastic glasses everywhere.
Betty was standing beside me wide eyed, as she surveyed her yard, mumbling, to herself, "What a fucking mess, how the hell am I ever going to clean it up?"
As I put my arm around her and gently pulled her towards me. She slipped her arm around my waist and cuddled up against me and rested her head on my shoulder, like she belonged there!
I kissed the top of her head as I whispered," Don't worry about it. I'll help you."
Betty said softly, "Thanks Meat, "then we started cleaning up, when the few remaining guest, seen what we were doing, they all pitched in and helped us.
When I finally finished putting the last of the folding chairs in the garage, I went looking for Betty. I wanted to find out what she wanted to talk about, and oddly enough, there was something I wanted to talk her about too.
Then hopefully, we could finish what we started in the kitchen.
I found Betty in the driveway saying thanks for coming, and waving good-bye to the last of her friends. I guess she could read my mind, or something, because she looked me directly in the eyes and bluntly asked me. What is it?"
I blurted out, "Betty what about your husband?"
She, replied," It's a long complicated story, but this is the short version of it. Our parents are old fashion and they forced us together. But we instantly hated each other, and we still do.
We got married, because it was what our parents wanted us, to do. We rarely had sex, so when I got pregnant. He said it wasn't his, and moved out of the house.
Our parents were pissed, and they told us, if we ever get a divorce, they will disinherit us. So we're stuck together.
We only see each other when we absolutely have too and then he's usually drunk, and we end up arguing."
Betty sucked her breath and exhaled in frustration as she continued," He lives his fucking life and I live mine. Is that what you wanted to know?"
"Yeah," I replied,
Betty was still staring into my eyes and her voice soften a little as she asked, "What about you, I know you're not married now, are you involved with anyone special? "
"No, "I answered. Then I added," there's nobody special, or other wise in my life. I'm totally uncommitted."
Betty smiled and sounded interested as she said, "Oh really, that's good, because neither am I."
Then she took my hand and lead me into her family room saying," Meat I can't possibly thank you enough for what you did for me today. I don't know what. I'd have done without you."
I smiled at her, as I replied," it's okay; I had a good time." Then I asked hopefully," Is there anything else; I can do for you... before I go."
She got that haft crazed wanton look on her face again, as she glanced down at my still haft erect pecker, and boldly stated, "Yeah there is something else, you can do for me."
I got the hint and asked playfully, "Oh yeah, what's that?"
Betty didn't answer; instead she wrapped her arms around my neck, stood up on her tip toes, tilted her head, pressed her partially opened lips against mine, and slipped her tongue between my lips, into my mouth, sending shivers of pure sexual excitement up and down my spine that ended in the head of my dong.
I sucked her tongue deeper into my mouth and flicked the tip of my tongue across hers, as my hands went right down over the soft spongy globes of her ass and pulled her against me.
Betty took her mouth off mine, kissed my cheek, nipped my ear lobe and traced the inside of my ear, with the tip of her tongue, giving me goose bumps and sending chills up and down my spine.
She sort of blew her words into my ear, as she whispered, "Yes there is something else I want you to do for me." Then she stuck the tip of tongue deep into my ear, causing me to shutter and pump my hips against hers, in the fucking motion.
Betty blow her words into my ear again, as she teasingly asked, "Do you know what that is?" then she stuck the tip of her tongue deep into my ear again.
I was shuttering as I groaned, "No, tell me what you want?"
Betty sucked in her breath and answered breathlessly, "I want you so fucking bad I can't stand it; I've thinking about you doing it to me all day, and you know it too, don't you?"
It was my turn play and tease, so I let my words drag out as I asked, "Tell me what you were thinking about me doing to you? "
She didn't answer; instead she brushed her lips across mine and sucked my lower lip into her mouth; and nipped it between her teeth.
As Betty flicked the tip of her tongue back and forth, across my lip; she brazenly slipped her hand under the waist band of shorts and grabbed my man meat.
Betty released my lower lip and squeezed my cock, and stated brazenly," This is what. I've been thinking about, all day."
Then she asked playfully, in her deep sultry voice" Do you do anything else, with this thing, besides piss with it?"
I brushed my lips across her full soft lips and ground my pelvis against hers, as I whispered lustfully, "Yeah Betty, there is something else; I do with that thing. Can you guess what it is?"