Brian Hancock ended his work day covered in sawdust and sweat. Not a great combination. Assisting his dad Bruno in taking down a pair of tall rotted cherry trees in front of a country church, he was weary and thirsty. Hunger not so much but something cold might hit the spot. Having used his last ten bucks on gas to get back and forth from the Needy estate he was eager to get paid. Luckily his dad paid him at the end of each job so he was never broke for long.
Placing his chainsaw up into his dad's old pickup truck, Brian opted for water from a large cooler strapped to the truck bed. Removing his gloves he poured the ice cold water into a coffee cup from the local gas station. Downing the water in a single extended gulp he replenished the cup and took a seat on the tailgate to watch his dad finish chipping tree limbs. While killing time he leaned forward and pondered living with Margo Needy. Strangely all he could do of late was think about the much older woman. Twelve years older to be precise, yet in appearance she could almost be 21. She was that good at sustaining her youth and beauty. Of course her late husband, Coach Darryl Needy kept her on a strict regiment of diet and fitness. A few glorious enhancements helped her already Goddess like looks, namely a boob job blessing her with perfected 40D's, and just enough added to her ass cheeks to support a nice twerk should she desire to perform. It dawned on him that not once had she actually twerked. Not even when belly dancing at her son's going away party.
"I'm gonna have to get her going on that. Maybe have her do a striptease for us tonight. Ever since she played all four of us we've tore that bitch up. MILF Margo just can't get enough teenage cock. Lucky us."
Hearing the wood chipper's rotary blades grind down he looked up to see his burley, bearded, giant of a Father wiping his brow on his shirt. Dusting off Bruno moved toward Brian, he lifted his safety glasses, and joined him for a refuel of ice water. Dramatically he exhaled, his pleasured throat thanking him for relieving it from being parched for far too long.
"Good job today Boy."
"Thanks. Don't I always?"
"When you put your back into it." Bruno Hancock stroked tiny wood chips from his ZZTop style beard and winked at giving his boy a hard time. "You always work hard Bri, I'm just giving you shit."
"I hear ya, Old man."
"So, what's this I hear about you and your buddies all living out at Darryl Needy's place? Chasing the widow?"
"You just now heard I moved out there? It's been close to two weeks and we work together four days a week. Do you ever listen to me when I talk?"
"Knew you moved out of your Mom's place, just figured you were living with your brother."
"Jeff has an efficiency apartment. He barely has room to breath. He sits on his toilet and cooks on a hot plate across from him at the same time." He laughs.
"I've been over there. Not far off in that assessment. He say anything about renewing his lease?"
"He wants to move out with us. Gotta find room though."
"Five fellas, one hot widow. Sounds like a winning hand to me. You boys tapping that?"
"Of course we are. Hottest pussy I've ever had. Margo's straight up nympho."
"I've heard stories."
"Oh yeah? Share the wealth."
"Just know a lot of the folks in Wildwood, hell...in a three county radius has fucked that gal."
"Due to her husband we've heard, he liked sharing her."
"I gotta admit...the few times I've seen the woman she definitely knew how to catch an eye...let's just hope that's all she's caught. For you boys sake."
"She would never touch us if she had anything. Margo is totally honest with us." Brian felt confidant in that prediction. "She worships our big cocks."
"Ego like your ole' man." Bruno winks, "Maybe I need to drop by and see for myself how tasty she is."
"You would. Unfaithful to Mom, unfaithful to your current wife."
"Now, now Boy. Let's not relive those memories. I thought you and I settled on that situation."
"Forgive maybe, forget never. You left Mom to raise three kids for a woman with four kids. By my count that's one more mouth to feed."
"I managed to feed and cloth everyone didn't I?"
"I guess."
"So how exactly did you boys end up living the life of Riley out there in the boonies at that resort? I've been out there years ago. Darryl Needy had me cut some trees down to be able to build a treehouse. Dunno if he ever finished that project."
"Gonna be a resort here soon if Margo can get the money. She's trying to turn the place into a Bed & Breakfast."
"No shit? Won't that leave you boys homeless?"
"She says no. Her plan is to build on more bedrooms. Plenty of room to expand. 180 acres she says."
"That would do it. She even work? Darryl leave her enough to fund an operation like that?"
"No. She's barely hanging on. She will probably use the property as collateral. Can't tell me it's not worth a lot if she sold it."
"Prime real estate out there in those gorgeous hills. Safe bet you're right."
"We might stay on there and work for her."
"Doing what? You can't cook. You serving cereal in a bowl?"
Brian chuckles, "Probably a groundskeeper. Unless we can talk her into turning the B&B into a swingers club."
"Now that I might stay at."
"Of course you would Playa."
"Speaking of...you seen your stepsisters lately?"
"Nope. You know I've kept my distance because of Mom."
