For you guys who don't know me I'm Marca, 30+ years old, married with no children. At 5' 10", with a body of 40 X 23 X 38 and I was a model before I was a Mrs. (see Ms. Marca Ch. 1) and I'm the biggest flirt and tease to ever walk the malls. I was put on earth for one reason. Spend my husband's money. Mr. Bush said we all should do our part to fight in this war, so I'm helping the war front by spending.
When I last left you Tim and I had been to his Uncle Bob’s home in Tenn. for a long weekend and I stayed for the week. Something about that Tenn. Mountain air and Tim’s Uncle Bob’s super over sized cock that will make a new woman out of you every time. As you recall Tim had been called back to his office and felt sorry for a lonely old man and stayed to keep him company. In the words of that guy on the radio “LET ME TELL YOU THE REST OF THE STORY!” (See Ms. Marca Ch 59)
Six months later:
Tim had called Uncle Bob for him to come visit us for a week. I planed it so that the old guy would come in Friday night and Tim would take him fishing for the weekend. I could go visit a girl friend over the weekend and come home Sunday night. Tim would be off on his next trip on Monday and not get home till Friday. I take old Bob to the airport Friday around noon and this would give me time to get some rest. Tim comes in Friday late, he will be to tired to get it up, gives me 24 hours to shrink it back some. God I’m organized.
When I got in on Sunday night Tim picked me up at the airport and told me I had a surprise waiting for me at home. It seem that Uncle Bob didn’t like to fly by himself, you know if the plane goes down I need someone I know to be with me so they can die with me. I've never understood that reasoning. Old Bob didn’t tell anyone that the person he was bring was young man that lived in Cleveland Tenn. Tim said he seem to be a good kid. I understand they all had a great weekend fishing. When I got in uncle Bob was at the door to give me a big hug and feel me off and the look on his face said it all ... I’m horny!
Before I had time to exchange hi, hello, how are you, in walked this tall skinny drink of water. His name was Jason. He was young, look to be 18 years old, had the demeanor of a young person. He had been in and out of trouble with the law since he was 14 and spent time in reform school for petty crimes. No education and spoke like it, a kid from the bad side of town. So I got this kid and the old guy to entertain for the next 5 days. I knew what I was going to do with Uncle Bob, or what he was going to do for me, but I didn’t see the picture with Jason until I saw the kid ‘s front, his package under his tight jeans.
I could see the big bulge in his pants, oh God we may have a winner here. I took a seat in one of our big easy chairs that made my ass fall below my knees which gives a perfect view of heaven for all that look. The chair was across from the kid as he stood and began to tell us he was going to turn in. I let my legs fall apart just a little, as my fingers slip down the front of my blouse and stopping between my top two buttons. My short skirt rode up as I crossed my legs knowing my thong would be seen if he looked, to bad I had them on my pussy lips were sucking air. I'm greedy though, I want him to see more.
I crossed my legs one more time and open them even wider, so he can see me. I wanted to tease him, make him want to see more. I look up at him as Uncle Bob is telling one of his stories and my eyes are saying to the kid.. (Can you see how wet I'm getting Jason?) I open my legs still wider ... look at it boy your fresh meat this week When he looked up to my eyes, I smile and gave him that look that told him this is just pure sex between my legs. I could hear him breathing and I know he is becoming aroused, I can see it in his eyes. I stand and tell the group that I’m beat and I’m off to bed. See you in the morning, sleep well. I give uncle Bob a kiss on the cheek and brush my hand over his crouch. I gave Jason a big smile and a wink., as I walk past him, I tell him where the others can’t hear ... don’t sleep too hard.
As Tim and I undressed I tried to get as much information out of Tim about Bob and the kid as I could. I told Tim that Uncle Bob had put on weight, he must be up to 280 pound or more. I didn’t say anything to my husband, but old Bob’s big gut was even bigger, you could see his lower stomach fall over his belt. I than ask what was the kid like, was he high strung, did he have a temper? He didn’t say much about the boy. All Tim told me was the kid was not a talker, very quite. Long pause and than Tim said he wanted to tell me what he saw and get my opinion. He began to tell me about them fishing on Saturday at the lake and some 2 hours on the lake the kid stood up in the boat and took a piss. Uncle Bob was up front with his back to us and the kid was side ways to me when he pulled out his penis. (Tim would never say cock)
“Marca he is big, it just was unbelievable the way it hung out from his jeans. I could not believe what I saw! I‘ve seen a few men in locker rooms, but not like this!“
My pussy just went wet! I could see the boy had a package under his pants, but was he that big? Has Tim ever seen a real big one? God knows I have but I better get the facts on this!
“Tim, you make me laugh honey, when you say big/long, did it hang down to his knees?”
“Well it didn’t look like it would go down that far, but it was more than half way down his leg, yes that was about right!“
Oh sweet Jesus, my body jumped when he said over half way, I just had a small orgasm!.
“Tim I’ll check him out while your gone and let you know if he is big!”
“Marca, you wouldn’t dare! Don‘t talk like that! Honey you got to watch what you say around Uncle Bob and that kid, they don’t know you like I do and the way you make fun of things.” ( You better make that just the kid, Uncle Bob knows me better than you do, my husband).
“I’m kidding baby, just making fun of him, do you think I would ask him to drop his pants? I can see it ..here Jason let me check the size of your thing, Tim and I have a bet to see how long and big around you are!”
We both laughed and it took a minute for him to see the funny side of what I had said.(this is not a laughing matter, I will have him in front of me checking his size before the sun sets on a new day). After he got calmed down all he wanted to talk about was the fish they got and the big one’s that got away. When Tim got to bed he wanted to know how my visit with my girl friend Jan went.
As always I had a good story how we had a nice quite girl talk/dinner Friday night and went to see her sister-in-law in the next town which was about 90 miles away on Saturday. The sister-in-law just had a baby; you know how women are about new babies. We stayed late at the sister-in-laws place so we spent Saturday night. Jan got me to the airport tonight about 7 just in time to get my flight home. The weekend was just a gabfest for us girls.