Hi Sue:
I finally have some free time to tell you about another one of the women that I've slept with. I'm waiting on a phone call from a very attractive younger woman. Hope you don't get too jealous. You know that some day I'm going to feel my cock slide into your grey-tinged pussy. I want to feel your thighs squeezing against me and your hands grasping on my back as I thrust ever deeper into you.
I promised to tell you about some of the moms that my solid rod has penetrated. Let me tell you first about Lois, the mother of one of my ex-roommates.
One of my old roommates asked me to be his best man at his wedding. I had lived with the man for a couple of years and helped him through a few ups and downs with women friends. I was quite happy to hear that he was getting married though a little dismayed because the woman he was marrying had a reputation for being a bit of a prude and holy roller. Since he seemed happy I let it go.
However, the prudishness extended to the wedding ceremony a bit more than I expected. The service was held in her home town, a small place located right on a scenic river. The ceremony was held on the banks of the river and was serene and beautiful and touching. Except for the sermon which consisted of a lot of obeys and women subjugating themselves everything was perfect. However, this certainly was not what I expected for a wedding of this former wild man. Another thing that I wasn't expecting was the fact that there was no dance or social hour, just a small reception that broke up an hour or so after the ceremony. I found myself all dressed up and pretty much abandoned in a small town miles from home.
There was nothing left for me to do except help clean up and carry the gifts back to his new in-law's house. His mother Lois was also in the same boat. My old roommate's parents had split up years ago with his father becoming somewhat religious himself. Of course, the break-up had more to do with his father's relationship with a woman nearly 15 years younger than him, but can't be too self-righteous about that.
His mother Lois had travelled several hundred miles to attend this wedding and it was pretty apparent she was both disappointed and peeved about how the whole thing turned out. I helped her clean up and cart the gifts and at the late hour of 9pm we both found ourselves with nothing left to do and feeling a little abandoned.
I always liked Lois. She's very energetic with a beautiful smile. She's a very petite woman with small hips and breasts but full lips and long silky black hair. She looked a bit younger than her 44 years and certainly a bit wilder than most 44 year olds.
Since we both found ourselves abandoned together, we decided to head to a local bar and have a few drinks. Lois was on a roll cutting down her ex-husband, laughing over the fact that he married a much younger woman who was so frigid with religion. She also lamented a bit about her son following suit. We drank and talked and danced. The bar was actually quite quiet so after a few drinks I suggested going for a walk along the river. It was a very beautiful evening and I just soaked in the warm summer air. Eventually we ended up walking to the hotel that we were both staying at that evening. Lois invited me in for another drink and some chat.
