The is the second part of the story of the erotic adventures of Alice and Stan, you might want to read part 1 in order to get the background, and to all of those who sent the feedback requesting this, thank you for all the kind words. This takes place a couple of weeks after our first encounter, and was just one of many adventures throughout that summer…so sit back, enjoy, and tell me what you think.
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The last evening had been a success, the band had played at one of the NCO clubs on the nearby army base and was very well received, there had been much celebration after the show and plenty of beer had found it’s way back to the house where we all lived together as one big happy band family. Now it was morning, and my head was pounding, the time was just after 10:00 AM as I made my way out to the kitchen to the smell of eggs, bacon, and coffee, being prepared by Tom’s mother Alice, and his older sister Tammy. The idea of food was not too appealing to me because of the hangover, but when the coffee was placed before me along with a couple of aspirin, I began to suspect that I might live after all, and if I tried hard enough, I might be able to get some food down to help absorb some of the gallon or so of beer that felt like it was still in my stomach some where.
Alice, you will remember, from the first part of this saga is my friend Tom’s mother, and she was one very hot and willing sexual partner the last time we were alone together. In fact she had been so hot that after we had made love in a Santa Cruz Motel, she had given me the most incredible head of my young life and swallowed everything I had to give her. Then, in her driveway at the conclusion of the drive home from Santa Cruz, she unzipped my pants, sucked me until I got hard again and climbed on top of me for a quick ride to orgasm before she went in the house.
Returning to the house that evening, I came face to face with Tom, waiting up for me like a concerned Father….”How did it go?” He asked, looking at me and at the clock on the wall. “Fine.” I replied, “We had a very nice time, your mom is a sweet lady.” As I said this, I tried to act as I would if I had been out on a boring date with any other woman, and he seemed to not be suspicious at all until he said, “You must have had a nice time, it’s after 3:00 AM!” I turned and looked at him a bit incredulously and said, “Yes, I guess it is.” Then I added, “But you realize that the Bars close at 2:00 and it is an hour to Santa Cruz.” “Oh,” he said, “I didn’t think you would stay all the way to closing time.” Then he looked at me kind of sheepishly and said, “I just was starting to get worried.” I looked at him and said. “I didn’t know you cared so much about me, Tom, I am genuinely touched.” I laughed and then patting him on the back on the way past I went to my room and fell on the bed and into a deep, satisfied, sleep.