Jack heaved the heavy basket of groceries on to the handlebars of his bike and set off on his delivery run. This was the last of his deliveries this afternoon. Mrs. Kelly's large family ensured that her delivery would always be the largest and the heaviest. He liked going to her place and left it to last so he could linger and talk.
Mrs. Kelly was a big jolly woman. "I am sixteen stone," she told him one afternoon when he helped her up the stairs. Despite her size or maybe because of her size long queues of men were always seeking her sexual favors. She had twelve kids from twelve different fathers according to the rumormongers.
Jack loved visiting her home. She sat like a big Buddha on a large cushion covered lounge dispensing orders to her tribe in an easygoing casual way that made watching and listening to her exciting
Something was always happening in her house. Her oldest daughters were older than eighteen-year-old Jack. Her youngest seemed to Jack to be always sucking on her large white breasts. Today she sat with her dress hitched up over her thick thighs, breast-feeding her baby while talking to a young man. She welcomed Jack and pointed to the kitchen, "put them in there kid,"
In the kitchen, her daughter Mandy was head down in the refrigerator looking for food. "Thank god," she cried when she spotted Jack. "Mum never has any thing to bloody eat in this place. All she is interested in is men and sex. We could starve when her young studs are around."
Jack did not say anything he just stood looking at Mandy. Her outburst surprised him. He had never seen her angry before. She had always given him the impression that she was painfully shy and withdrawn. If anything, she always looked down in the dumps.
She did not seem to have many friends, hanging around with what his mum called a bad crowd. "Keep away from the Kelly's they will all turn out like their mother," she had said when she saw him talking to Mandy at the shop.
He smiled as he thought how this tall skinny kid could be so physically different to her mother. Today was the first time he had had an opportunity to talk to Mandy on her own. They were chatting quietly when Mrs. Kelly called, "what are you two doing out there? Come in here where I can keep an eye on you." When they moved into the lounge, Jack noticed the young man had left. Mrs. Kelly was lying on the couch her dress open displaying her huge breasts.
She smiled at them both and signaled to Mandy "Get up to your room, Keep away from that young bugger he will only want to get into your pants."
Mandy left quickly without a word of protest leaving Jack standing staring at Mrs. Kelly's big brown nipples. She looked at him and smiled, "you can look but they're not for you," She sat up and did up the buttons. "Keep away from my girls. There are a ton of available women for a young buck like you." He started to protest but she waved him silent.
"Don't give me that bullshit I know of a half dozen young women like that showgirl Anita Bryant who would love to take your cherry. All they want is a discreet partner who can visit them when their husbands are at work. A young fucker like you is just what they need. With a bit of training you will be the answer to their prayers. She looked him straight in the eye, "let's make a deal. Leave my brood alone and I will see that you find some willing partners."
Jack rode his bike home recalling Mrs. Kelly's words. She said Anita Bryant is looking for a discreet partner. He laughed to himself a lot of good that is to me. I don't even know her. I have never spoken to her. I think I have only seen her talking to Mrs. Kelly He licked his lips, if the tall blonde in the tight shorts and the knitted top I saw at Mrs. Kelly's is Mrs. Bryant, she would be fantastic. He recalled that the blonde did not look very old. Her baby was still in a stroller. He shook his head I must have them mixed up. It must be someone else.
That night he rang Mrs. Kelly. He was nervous but determined. "Please will you help me to meet one of those women you mentioned?" he stammered. She teased, "You're like the dog that chases cars you wouldn't know what to do if you caught one. To be a good lover you must stay cool, you must be kind and gentle. You are too excitable you must learn to settle down. When you lie in your bed tonight take your cock in your hand and slowly repeat the words calm kind and gentle, over and over."
"You will be no value to a woman when you are over excited like you are now. You will not last and she won't enjoy it. If you don't agree to do as I tell you, I won't help. It will be a waste of time." After many minutes explaining what he must do if he was to have married women risk all to sleep with him she laughed. "That's enough I won't torture you anymore." She became serious,
"Promise me you won't have any thing to do with my daughters especially Mandy. If you stay away from Mandy I'll introduce you to some women and tell you what to do." Jack quickly agreed. "I won't go near Mandy," he promised. "That's good, now leave it to me. We will try Anita first."
Each day as he completed his deliveries he dropped into the Kelly's place. Each time he was disappointed. "Don't worry," Mrs. Kelly laughed. "She wants to play, she's ready. She will come back because I told her I could help her find someone. When she calls, I will make sure you meet her." she looked at Jack, "stop worrying, I'm sure she will like you. Your young, clean cut, well built and best of all you can call on her home with your deliveries and no one will think you're up to something."
She was enjoying herself. "I have already told her that you think she is very sexy." She laughed, "I hope she is not all talk. Wouldn't it be a hoot if she chickens out and leaves you with a perpetual horn?"
Anita Bryant put her baby daughter to bed and sat back on the lounge. Clare Kelly had surprised her when she had recognized her growing disenchantment with her marriage. "You lack loving, and it shows," Mrs. Kelly had said when they met after church one Sunday morning.
Anita had gone out of her way to sit with Mrs. Kelly after that remark. "Why did you say such a terrible thing about me." she asked when they were alone. "Because I can see how restless you are and know that many men ignore a woman's needs after she has had their baby. You're like me you need a new charge in your life. You need to take some risks, you should take a lover."
