Mother Says

Mother says

I was walking home and a woman came towards me. She was trying to control two dogs.

It wasn't going well. The dogs seemed to want to go in different directions. They were not big dogs but they obviously had minds of their own.

I waited until they got close and crouched down and offered each dog a biscuit. I always carry dog biscuits.

The woman looked down at me. My best description of her was frazzled.

"Thank you, they are driving me mad."

"No problem. I am always happy to talk to dogs, sometimes in preference to humans."

She laughed.

"You met my son in law then?"

I shrugged, not understanding the reference.

"Oh sorry, I have confused you. My son in law has left my daughter, she has had to go back to work full time and I have ended up walking her dog and my husband's dog twice a day."

I was beginning to get the picture.

"Can I help you walk them back home, unless you live in Australia. I am Martin."

"I am Celia."

She laughed and it lit up her face. A very nice sight to see.

I took her daughter's dog and she took the other one. We walked along and chatted.

I have two dogs of my own, so there was plenty to say.

We arrived at what I assumed was her house and she stopped outside.

"Thank you so much."

She smiled and the dogs started to bustle around obviously looking for more dog biscuits.

I am a soft touch and gave in.

I offered to help her walk them and initially she refused, didn't want to put me in any trouble, but soon agreed. Two dogs was at least one too many.

We met again the next day and walked around the area where we lived. I steered the walk away from my house as it was simpler not to explain to my wife about this woman. Actually there was no problem that day as my wife was not home, but we set a routine walking route for the future.

We talked. I knew she was married, by the sound of it, not entirely happily and I told her I was married, which didn't surprise her.

After the walk we went into her house to let the dogs into her back garden after handing over the bribe biscuits, they had been good and deserved a treat.

I was about to leave when she asked me how she could repay me. I told her there was no need.

She stood hesitating. I opened her door and turned to say goodbye. She leaned forward and kissed me on the cheek.

The next two days were a repeat.

On Friday we finished our walk and she unzipped her jacket She was wearing a low cut blouse, not normal dog walking wear, but pleasing to the eye.

"How about I give you a big hug to say thankyou?"

"That might cause problems."

She looked at me, waiting for an explanation.

"If you hug me, then I am likely to hug you back and we will get closer and I am already aroused by your low cut blouse."

She smiled and stepped forward, wrapping her arms around me and getting closer.

I hugged her and as I had forecast, something popped up between us.

"That feels good."

I hesitated, we were still inside and nobody could see us but she had to make the decision.

She rubbed my crotch and I rubbed her breasts, which of course made my cock even harder. This was a slippery path but neither of us seemed to mind.

My zip was dragged down, my button undone and my jeans fell half way down my leg.

She kept rubbing. My hands found their way inside her blouse and as if by magic, her breasts appeared over the top of her bra.

I fell to my knees and started to suck her nipples.

"Come back up."

I did and she wrapped her hand around my cock. I used my hands on her nipples.

Until.

I shot my load.

Friday she said to me.

"My daughter Amanda wants to meet you tomorrow."

I looked at her but got no further explanation.

I said I would be there at the usual time.

Next morning I arrived and found two peas in a pod.

Mother looked a bit older but you probably would not guess. Only now I realised how you Celia must be. Seen together, well, my cock stirred into life immediately.

They were both zipped up in warm jackets, so I assumed we were all walking.

The inquisition did not take long to start.

"I understand you like to suck my mum's nipples."

Grief, I could always walk away.

"And she loved wanking your cock."

I cringed, what other details had they shared?

"Will you do the same for me?"

My mouth dropped open and I stopped walking.

We had taken a different route this morning and we were standing outside a small block of flats.

All three of us and the dogs went into the downstairs flat.

I could easily satisfy the dogs with biscuits.

The ladies? I was not so sure that I could satisfy them.

They both unzipped their coats.

Each was wearing a lacy bra and nothing else above their waistlines.

"Come on, don't hold back, you have two hands and a mouth."

That was true, so I did as I was told..

They enjoyed my use and abuse of their breasts and nipples then Amanda sat down, at my waist height level with her mouth.

At this point I was almost cross eyed, trying to concentrate on Celia to make sure her nipples got enough attention, but also trying to look down, so I could watch Amanda's next acts.

I should have filmed it. Hopefully there will be a next time to do that.

The two women showed no sign of being embarrassed, both being played with and now one with her mouth around the head of my cock.

"Don't worry, we did this once before with my son in law."

"And he was stupid enough to leave."

Celia smiled, Amanda wasn't able to at present.

"We never fuck."

That was true. It was Monday morning and Amanda was back at work but assured me she was ready, willing and able next Saturday. Her father might be home, so her mother might not be available.

Celia had scrunched up her face at that. However it was back to Monday and Celia had my attention for the rest of the working week.

We walked the dogs and we got back to her house.

We went inside and she shut the door. I gave the dogs their usual bribery biscuits.

When I turned back to Celia she was naked from the waist down.

"Go slow then speed it up to finish."

By the time I finished we were on the floor bouncing off the cabinets.

"My husband isn't interested."

I got the picture.

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