This is the 4th part of my series 'Sally β The Old Whore Next door'...
'Oh my god James! You're a fucking natural! And I mean that in every sense. Unfortunately though, we better clean up and head downstairs' says Sally. You both clean up a little and head downstairs, where you fix Sally and yourself a nice strong drink, and sit in the lounge watching television, or at least pretending to. You can't help but stair at Sally. She is beautiful. Stunning. Every teenagers dream and the women you just fucked!
You both sit there for about 15 minutes before the rest of your families appear from their tennis game. When they reach the house you can hear them bragging about how well they played and how much fun they had and how you and Sally missed out. You both chuckle, looking at each other, thinking how wrong they are!
The day drags on. All you want to do it disappear with Sally and continue your adventures. Your balls have re-charged and your ready to go again, and you can tell Sally is ready. Every chance you both get, albeit only a few seconds, you both touch and squeeze each other's bodies. You're both kept permanently horny. During one of your sneaky kisses, Sally tells you that she has a surprise for you tomorrow. One that you're sure to enjoy, even more than anything you did today. Just as you're about to ask what, your sister walks into the kitchen, interrupting you.
The day finally comes to an end. You're disappointed you didn't get to fuck Sally again, but you're also glad you're leaving, otherwise you might jump her bones and fuck her in the middle of the lounge in front of everyone. Her sex appeal is just amazing. Just as you're about to leave, Sally gives everyone a hug and kiss on the cheek, then gets to you, does the same and whispers into your ear 'My bedroom window, 10.30 tonight!' You then leave, mouth wide open, excited and even more amazed at this mature beauty. What has she got in stall for you this time, you think.
Back at home, the evening drags on. You keep looking at your watch every two minutes. Time seems to be standing still. 'Well it's been a long day,' you say to your family. 'I'm heading for bed. See you tomorrow.'
You lay on your bed, in the dark, waiting, and waiting, and waiting. It's ten o'clock when you think bugger it, I'm going over, maybe I can catch a glimpse of Sally or even Marie (sally's daughter) getting changed.