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The associative principal of mathematics states that if A = B, and B = C then A = C. In the physical sciences, if systems A and B are in equilibrium and systems B and C are in equilibrium then A and C are also. This doesn't apply to people and their complex lives and feelings.
KDS Construction Part 1: The associative principal of intimacy.
I woke in an empty bed, alone again. I was a little aggravated because it was Saturday morning of Labor Day weekend. David could have laid in bed with me for a while, but I know he is used to getting up early. When I got up to pee, I checked to see if his work truck was here. It was. I knew where he would be. I looked out a window. He was up on the low hill behind our house with his coffee and a pipe. He went there alone sometimes, when he could. Some family dogs had been buried up there over the years. It was a pretty spot to sit and think and watch the sun rise. I think that sometimes he thinks about his late mother or the brother he lost. Other times he just enjoys the view and a morning buzz. He may be meditating or praying. He's very private about that kind of thing.
I'm more of a sunset kind of girl, myself. I went back to bed and dosed until David would come and molest me. Like most healthy American men, David liked a dose of hard sex in the morning. Work takes that off the table on weekdays, so on Saturdays, my coochie needs to be ready.
I was having a funny dream about ice cream, when I felt David's attempt at sneaking some pussy while I was asleep. I let him have his fun. I lay there playing possum. David eased onto the bed and pushed the covers aside. I had left my panties in the bathroom in anticipation of his shenanigans. I was on my side, so he spooned up to my back. He gently petted me as a ruse for feeling up my small boobies. He worked his way down to my crotch. I could feel myself getting aroused. David probed me with a rough, working man's finger. He found the wetness and stirred it around, lubricating me. He moved his hips below mine and started slipping his big cock into me.
"I told you my husband would be home today." I said. "Oh, it's you, Davey. Never mind what I said." David slapped me on the ass. I grabbed my stinging butt cheek and cackled laughing.
David flipped me onto my back and tickled me. "Your husband is here, huh?" He pulled my legs up and jammed his cock back into my pussy. "So, you thought it was your side man. I'll show you who is here." He got into a rhythm shoving his morning boner into me. He was grinning and chuckling softly. He was beginning to do me good.
David has a large cock. It used to be a little too much, but I got used to it. Now the initial stretching was a wonderful feeling. I could feel waves of pleasure radiating up into my belly. I was still in a silly mood. Since my feet were already on his shoulders, I tickled his ear with my toes. He ignored it, so I tried to stick my big toe in his ear. He grabbed my foot, trying not to break his pace fucking. He acted like he would bite my toe. I laughed and he actually bit my toe. "Ouch!" I shouted and laughed harder. David kept laughing and screwing me. I offered up my other foot. "Oh, baby. Here suck my toes, baby." I laughed so hard I could hardly feel his penetrations. He did a good job of staying on track. I got quiet for a few minutes and let the passion and pleasure build. I had tremors of a soft orgasm. "Did you mow the front yard yet? I need you to move those big planters for me. When you go in the kitchen, unload the dishwasher and take out the trash." I laughed and giggled.
David thrust with all his might, shoved my feet down to his sides and went to his elbows on either side of me. Without pulling out of me, he clamped a hand over my mouth. "Damn it, Sandy, don't you ever give me a 'honey-do list' while I'm in the middle of my love making." He resumed his pumping.
I was still giggling. I calmed myself. When I got back into a pleasurable state I said. "I love you David. Do me good, baby." I rolled my pelvis up and opened myself wide. David got into a grove and hammered me into another orgasm and then filled my hole with a big load of cum.
...
After my father-in-law had his second heart attack, David took over the family business. It was a growing construction company. David had breathed youth and energy into the company. He had two regular crews and sometimes would have a third on a temporary basis doing woodwork. He had a concrete and steel crew headed by an older Hispanic man named Ernesto. The other crew was a plumbing and carpentry crew. The business was doing well.
Later that Saturday morning, David was in his office near the front of the house. I heard the phone in there ring a few times. I walked to the door in some tiny shorts and a bikini top that always caught his eye. "Are we getting rich? I heard you tell Ernesto that anyone that called this weekend would be billed an extra thousand." I asked and chuckled.
"I wish. One call was Ernie. He just wanted to tell me how many he was bringing to the party." David said.
"I hope he doesn't bring those rowdy boys he brought last year." I said, remembering a problem with a couple of drunk, young Mexican boys.
"No. Ernesto doesn't even work those guys anymore. Just, his wife, Julia and three of his guys who are married. He asked if the kids could come. I said sure, of course. They want to bring some food."
"Kids, that's great." I said and meant it. "Let's have ice cream. I was dreaming about ice cream this morning." I said.
"We could just buy a big bucket." David said, sitting back in his chair.
"Those kids will love it. I'll go get the supplies."
"Karen called. I think she wanted to talk to you. She's got one of her computer dates tonight, probably nervous." Davis said.
"I'll call her in a minute. Please close this office and come jump in the pool with me." I begged.
...
Karen has become one of my closest friends ever. Which is odd, because she's David's ex-wife and drop dead gorgeous. She is tall and athletic with long black hair and a pornographic figure. I sometimes call her Wonder Woman. She even looks like the old TV Wonder Woman. I know she and David still have feelings for each other, but she said, "Sometimes it's better to stay friends, no matter how much you love someone." They were high school sweethearts. They married when they were young and stupid. They got even more stupid as time went on and divorced after just four years.
It was really awkward for a while. Karen has a degree in banking and finance. She works full time at a bank and helps David keep his books straight and payroll organized. He pays her a small part time salary. Her coming around here used to bother me, but now I look forward to it. She has helped the business grow and she's a great friend.
[Karen Cell: Dial]
"Hey, Sandy. You didn't have to call me right back, but thanks." Karen said.
"Well, I could just fit you in my busy schedule between napping and lounging by the pool." I said and laughed.
"Things are tough, I know." Karen said and giggled. "Do you think that your GBF Dennis can reserve me a table for tonight?"
"You should have his number. I'll call him. They get a crowd on Saturday night. Another computer date, huh?" I tried not to sound too pessimistic.
"Yeah. A first meeting date. I wanted a public place. Dennis's dad's restaurant will be great. It's a nice place." Karen said with some dread in her voice.
"Good luck, dear. Let me know how it goes. You will be here for the cookout." I said.
"Yes, I guess so." She said.
"K. That wasn't a question. You will come to the party." I said with mock force.
"I will come to the party." Karen said in robot tone, then laughed. "Bye, Sandy."
...
Dennis is another unlikely friend. Not many country girls can say they have a GBF. That's gay best friend for you older folks. He and I met when I was working as a nurse's assistant. He came in the nursing home to see his grandmother often. Dennis is a very handsome and gentle man. He's not feminine, just gentle and soft spoken. Dennis helps his dad run a restaurant. He also works a couple of part time jobs fixing computers. He does some design work and has designed some bathrooms and kitchens that David has built. He's a great friend. I'll see if I can get him to come to the cookout if he's not busy.
...
After lunch, David was sitting in our small pool in his sunglasses. He had a beer in an insulator sitting on the rim of the pool. I put a smile on his face by walking out to him topless in just a tiny thong bottom.
"Damn, baby! You could hurt a man looking that fine." He said grinning. He stood and took me in his arms and guided me into the pool. "I love you, Princess."
"I love you too, sir knight." I kissed him. "I should cover my tits more. I don't want you to get tired of seeing them."
"Never, my love. That would be impossible." He said and rubbed my little b-sized mounds gently.
"I don't see how you can like my little tits and big old melons like your ex has, too."
"Baby! I've told you. Size isn't important. What matters is how pretty you are. Yours are perfect for your body. Karen's are actually too big for hers. Most people think she's got implants." David repeated an old rebuttal to my insecurity.
"Well, I've seen her change clothes. She's beautiful, but I love that you love me. I called Dennis. I left a message for him to come out here for the party tomorrow afternoon. He may be busy at the restaurant already. Is he seeing someone?"
"He'd never tell me if he was. He might tell you. He should come by sometime. Call him again later." David said.
I wasn't surprised to hear David wanting Dennis to come by. They had become good friends. David seemed comfortable around the openly gay man. Unlike his father, Fred, who made a show of how he didn't like Dennis. He's an old asshole. "Oh, Dave. I've noticed something since I've been out here." He grinned at me. "You aren't wearing any pants."
David grabbed my hips and pulled me into his lap. His hard cock poked me in the ass. "I've got something for you, girl. Pull those panties aside." He laughed and man-handled me gently.
"No, no. You, filthy beast!" I laughed then kissed him. "Let's take it in the house. I don't want pool water up my twat." We quickly shared a towel and went into the cool house. My cell phone rang.
[Dennis Cell]
"Hey, Chickee. What's up." Dennis asked in an upbeat tone.
