My own mother never minded telling me what an asshole I am. She always said I was an inconsiderate little bastard that cared for myself more than I could ever care about someone else "Just like his father." Mother told anyone that would listen.
Fine with me. Dad and my mother had seven children and I was the fucked up one in the middle. Three older, three younger. The older three were sisters. My one brother was stuck into between the younger two girls.
Dad hid out in church duties. He practically beat the Priesthood to death. Other people got to making fun of him, saying that Jesus may not be coming back, but Joseph Smith and Brother Brigham were sure back in my father.
So, my little brother and I grew up surrounded by pussy, sisters or not, pussy is pussy. Someone was always squealing as a reaction to something that happened and all you ever would hear was about someone getting married or having a baby.
Right in the middle of it all, mother thought we should have a dog. A really fucking stupid yellow lab is what we ended up with for a pet. Then mother took in another dog from her sister. I don't think those fucking kind of dogs ever die. I had a yellow lab and black lab and five sisters, plus my mother to piss me off on a daily basis.
Now I can tell my story. I didn't get married right away and I didn't go on a church mission. The old man fed me all the church bullshit I ever wanted to hear.
At work people understood me. None of them had a reason like me. It all worked out. Except for Macy. Macy was cute and worked within a hundred feet of me everyday. She was the only cunt there with a nice figure so I was always keeping on eye on her. When bent over she revealed the shape of a nice ass. Her boobs looked pretty good, but it was hard to tell for sure with the work shirt.
I didn't know until later Macy was a nickname and never knew shit about her husband. Then for a couple of days Macy wasn't at work. I kind of missed her because she always had a smile for me.
When she came back she broke into tears several times around the other women. With all the blubbering I figured her husband or parents died. Turns out it was just her husband divorcing her. I guess a Mormon marriage doesn't mean shit if the husband says it doesn't mean shit.
We all got to talk while we worked and I could overhear enough to learn that she could not have kids and her husband wanted a wife that could give some to him. When the divorce was final I heard one of the women tell Macy that since Macy couldn't have kids and I hated them we should at least go out a couple of times. Macy instantly shot a look my was to see if I heard and blushed deep red.
I had my own apartment, got to play video games whenever I wanted, looked at porn on the computer, and jacked off as often as necessary. I wasn't sure I needed that fucked up by some woman. I got to screw a neighbor girl in high school. I really liked it, but didn't want to have to put a lot of effort into it to go it again. I ended up doing her four times before she found a boy that would actually date her,
Macy started being more friendly towards me. I deflected most of the new attention. All the women at work thought we would make a good couple. Finally I got cornered and Macy popped the question.
"I was wondering why you don't ask me out?"
"Never gave it any thought."
"It's not because I can't have kids, is it?"
"Oh, God no. I hate kids."
"Let me tell you a little secret. Since I found out I can't have any, I hate kids, too."
"That's good to hear. How do you feel about dogs?"
"I guess I really don't like dogs either."
"Perfect. It's a date. When do you want to go out?"
"Why don't you come over after work. Bring you swim trunks. I got just about everything in the divorce, including the house. It has a pool."
This sounded good. I started to think about pussy that wasn't on a computer screen.
Maybe I appeared too anxious, but I had stopped by my place to grab my trunks and got to the address Macy gave me just as she was unlocking the door.
"Whoa! Too early?"
"No, I wasn't expecting to cook for someone. I had to stop by the grocery."
I helped her in with the bags.
"You didn't need to help me with those. Matter of fact from what I knew about you at work I expected you to watch while I made a couple of trips."
I didn't feel insulted. Maybe she won't expect too much from me.
"It's a couple of hours before I was going to cook. Why don't you change into your swim trunks in the hall bath and I'll freshen up and bit and put mine on in my room?"
I folded my clothes up and left them on the back of the toilet. Then went to wait in the kitchen. It was about twenty minutes before Macy came into the room. She was wearing what I would call a mini-bikini. It was a patch of black material where her pussy would be and two tiny checkerboard pattern patches over the end of each tit.
I realized I was staring and looked away. Macy giggled. I guess she assumed her suit met with my approval. I had no idea that this hot little body was what she was hiding under that work uniform. When I would glance back she was checking me out. She was making me hard in the front and there was no way she couldn't see that.
"Well, let's hit the pool!" Macy invited.
Needing to hide the boner I was in the water first. Rather than jumping in Macy came down the ladder. From my spot her ass was not covered at all as the string holding the patch to her mound was in her crack. The thin material did nothing to hide the outline of her chubby cunt lips as she backed down the steps. One hell of a first date. I had the feeling the trap was set and I didn't care.
We splashed around in the water for what must have been an hour. Macy was all around me, rubbing every part of her body over me when she got the chance. My cock never went down, yet she pretended not to notice.
"Let's get out for a while so we can talk."
I followed her out of the pool, watching her ass cheeks move until we sat on chase lounges.
"You can look at me. You don't have to keep stealing glances. It's fine ... really!"
Macy was drying on a towel causing one nipple to be out of the suit. She probably knew it. I wasn't going to give her any warning.
"You know my reason. What turned you away from kids?"
"Oh, way too much girl talk about babies and someone's kid was always the subject of conversation. I had five sisters."
"Did any of them ever get you to baby sit with their kids?"
"Just once, and the word got around fast. My nephew was just learning to walk. A toddler, I guess you would say. Anyway, right after his mom left him with me I was distracted with my video game. The kid tripped on the rug and hit his head on the coffee table."
"That's terrible."
"Other than him screaming for the next two hours it worked out. When my sister came for him I knew she would be upset anyway, so I told her I wasn't paying attention and he fell down the stairs to the basement. She scooped him all motherly wise and took him to the hospital. There was nothing else wrong but the bump on his head. No one ever asked me to watch a kid again."
"That so funny. I'll have to watch out for you."
"How about you? Any little secrets?"
"I feel a little embarrassed telling you this. I had bought my swimsuit, what there is of it, a couple of weeks ago and not tried in on. When you went to change I found out that I had way too much down there to wear the suit. So, I had to shave. I tried to save some of it right in the center, but it kept sticking out. So, now I am as bald as a little girl. Your turn."
I was stunned. Aroused as hell, but stunned.
"Sorry that I shocked you. This kind of the new me. My marriage didn't work out. My husband is the only man I've even known. I found you so interesting at work, yet everyone told me you were such a prick. Then you kept dodging my little hints. I decided to go for all of it at once."
Macy stood up, untied the strings, then removed her swimsuit while standing direct facing me. Her tits looked like they would crowd a C-cup, but wouldn't fill out the D. He nipples were smallish and pink like little erasers with pink areola tightly around them. Her waist was trim. Her cunt lips were puffy. Her pussy was completely bald from the shave.
She stepped over to me and took my hands to guide me to stand up. Then pulled down my swim trunks. My cock was bobbing near her face. She grabbed it in her hand and gave it a couple of tugs. Then went over and sat down.
"I don't do blow jobs, unless you wanted to volunteer to do me first."
The thought of getting a blow job had crossed my mind. Not that I would have lasted long.
She sat so I could see inside her slit. It was wet like the girls on the internet. I went over to her trying to decide what to do. When I was about in the position I could have eaten her out she pulled me up between her legs. She gripped me just behind the head of my cock and guided me into her,
We fucked with me on top until she had me get up so she could be on her knees on the lounge. From there I could stand and fuck her from behind, In about an hour I must have cum a half dozen times. Macy was way ahead of me.
"That was fun. I did invite you over for dinner. I need to cook."
Macy went into the kitchen and started on through to the half bath when she turned to come back.
"You know what? You can clean up if you want. I'm going to cook nude. I don't care if cum runs out of me while I do it."
