The party to celebrate the success of the cookie and cake drive was held at my mumâs home. The twenty mothers were there. Only three men turned up. The formalities were over early with an announcement of a substantial sum raised.
A local supermarket had agreed to take regular supplies of fresh cookies and sell them on their behalf. The wives gathered around congratulating each other.
Maryanne gave me a small gift on behalf of the âcookie wivesâ and kissed me. âYou are the only man who has helpedâ All the others followed her lead. I was smothered in kisses.
At the end of the presentation the three men quickly made excuses and left. I retired to the kitchen making coffee and bringing out drinks from the bar.
Shortly after the men left a tall strikingly beautiful big boobed brunette, named Darlene started blasting the husbands for not even turning up to enjoy their wives success. It grew into a general bitching session about husbands and their neglect.
Many spoke of the lack of affection and sex.
Most reported that when their husbands came home from work, they were so tired that all they wanted to do was eat and sleep.
On a few occasions one or two mentioned how nice it was to have me around .It was agreed that if their husbands didnât do it, I could do the pick up from their homes and the delivery of cookies to the supermarket
With my newly acquired interest in sex, the number of ladies bitching about their sex life, or lack of it kept me entertained and of course informed. I knew two of the husbands Darleneâs and Jenniferâs through their drunken performances with the cheer squad at our football games.
I thought both were shits. The others were unknown to me.
The party broke up and a few stayed behind to clean up. I headed up to my room. An hour or so later all had gone quiet. I strolled down in my shorts to get a cup of hot chocolate. Mum was sitting talking to Darlene and Jennifer so I told them what I was up to and headed into the kitchen.
A few minutes later tall sleek Jennifer joined me saying âthey donât need meâ. Iâll make myself a coffeeâ.
Jennifer went over to the bench and bent down to get some coffee , she asked where were the new coffee grains , taking me by surprise because I had been studying her long legs and tight arse as she bent in front of me .
I went over and knelt beside her to look, without thinking I put my hand on her butt to steady myself. She immediately placed her hand over mine holding it there and looked around at me .I leant towards her and gave her a kiss on the cheek. She sighed and leant against me saying I was âcheeky.â
âYouâre beautiful you have very very sexy legsâ. I replied
As we stood up I pulled her towards me and tried to kiss her on the lips. She pulled away pointing to the room where Mum and Darlene were sitting âŠâŠMy heart skipped a beat.
I led her to a stool and sat her down whispering
âShow me those, wonderful long sexy legsâ.
She blushed saying âstop it theyâre nothing specialâ.
âThey are very specialâ I said as I tried to run my hands up her thighs under her skirt.
She quickly brushed my hands awayâŠâŠ.
âI want to see all of them, every inch, I want to kiss them all overâ I said.
I leant forward and kissed her on the lips. She did not kiss me, but this time she did not pull away,
I kept talking, as I ran my hands up towards her thighs
âYou are very beautifulâ âŠ
â I am going to call you âlegsâ in future because I have never seen âa more magnificent pair of long sexy legs.â
âDo you really think soâ she asked, stretching them out for me to see.
âThey are the greatestâ, I replied. âWhat I have seen of them drives me crazyâ
âIf they have a beautiful legs competition this summer down at the beach I will nominate youâ
All the while I had been peppering her mouth eyes and neck with tiny kisses caressing and stroking her legs and her pert little butt.
Gradually she opened her mouth to admit my tongue.
âShow me those luscious legsâ I asked again,
âLift up your skirt so I can see all of them.â âLet me kiss you thereâ.
âNo,â she moaned, as I kissed and caressed her mouth âŠ.. My hands were busy, my prick felt as though it would burst. I moved my hips in a slow fucking motion, pushing and rubbing against Jennifer, I kissed and crooned, how lovely she was and how I wanted her.
Much later, she suddenly stepped back placing her finger to her lips, to hush me, and stepped out to swirl her skirt around âŠ
âDo you really think me beautiful?â
âMy husband used to think so but he never tells me anymore.â
I told her in words, in actions and by the lust in my eyesâŠ. what she wanted to knowâŠ. that she was wanted needed and loved
She was beautiful, so vulnerable, and so timid âŠ
I wanted her bad. I wanted those long legs wrapped around me.
âShow me those legsâ I whispered licking my lips, pointing my tongue out at her suggestively âŠâŠ..
With both hands she slowly raised her skirt a few inches, stopped and smiled shyly at me âŠâŠâŠ
âMore! More!â I urged. She blushed and laughed, but the skirt slowly rose higher. âŠâŠ.
Her eyes concentrated on my face. I let her know with my eyes and mouth how excited I was... I urged her to lift the skirt higher. âŠ..Finally I could see a dark patch through the sheer white panties. As I looked closer a moist patch appeared. She was wet.
âTake off your pantiesâ
âOh! No! â she cried
