Betty
Life returned to normal after the move in weekend. Barbara and Betty went back to work and Taylor went back to class.
Late one night Taylor finished studying and decided to watch some TV and just relax. Something he wasn't used to doing. Free time meant hustling on the streets but he didn't have to do that anymore.
He was half asleep when he heard the garage door open downstairs. He thought it might be Betty since Barbara had come home some time ago.
Sure enough, he heard her on the back stairs and she announced herself as she came in the back door.
"Hi lover, how are you today?"
"Hi Betty, nice to see you. Working late tonight?"
"I had to go to Washington today and driving back in that traffic is nuts. I thought I would never get home. I saw your light when I drove in and thought maybe you might offer a girl a drink."
"Absolutely." He answered.
Taylor got up and headed for the kitchen and Betty followed.
"I have some chilled zinfandel in the fridge, is that ok?"
"That's great." She said as she pulled up a stool to the counter.
Taylor got two glasses and the wine, poured the two glasses and handed one to Betty.
They both took a sip and Taylor started to move toward the living room. Just as he rounded the corner Betty stepped in front of him and pressed herself into Taylor.
"I need a little meat with my wine." She cooed as she looked up at Taylor.
She went to her knees, set the wine on the floor and reached for Taylor's waistband. His shorts slipped easily down his legs exposing his long soft penis.
"Hello baby, I have missed you." Betty whispered to the cock.
Reaching for her wine she took a mouthful and then angling her head back slipped her lips over Taylor's growing shaft.
The cold wine and the hot lips had a stimulating affect on Taylor. He inhaled sharply as he gently rubbed her hair and felt his passion rise.
Betty looked up and said, "Can we go to the bedroom?"
"Of course." He said as he took her hand and helped her up. She kicked off her heels and tucked in close to Taylor's side as they headed for the bedroom.
Betty slipped out of her skirt and blouse as she arrived next to the bed. Taylor unhooked her bra and pushed her panties down to the floor. She stepped out and up onto the bed.
"Baby help me out of these panty hose."
"My pleasure." He said.
He reached up to her waist, took hold of each side and as she lifted her ass off the bed he pulled them under her ass and down to her knees. Switching to her feet he began to pull them off from the toes.
"I wish I could get them off that fast." She said as she lounged back and reveled in the soft comforter. Patting the bed she said, "hurry baby, I need you bad."
Taylor took his shirt off; he had left his shorts in the kitchen, and slipped up between Betty's thighs. He pushed his arms and shoulders under her hips and lifted her to his lips.
Licking her from vagina to clitoris he came up and grimaced.
"I'm sorry baby, I have been trapped in those panty hose all day."