Walt has been a loner since he graduated from high school. He's not had any close friends, just a few people that he knows in town. It never really bothered him much at all. The only time it does, is when he needs female company. Then there are the local bars that Walt visits on the weekends, and most of the time he can find a woman to go home with.
He owns, and operates the only Gas Station and Garage in town. Walt had saved every penny he had ever earned as a teen. Working summer jobs and fixing old broke down cars for his friends. After high school he rented a vacant building, and started his business. Within two years he had the biggest garage in the county.
But, many nights he comes home from work, and thinks how nice it would be to have a nice dinner on the table. Also, a nice lady to clean, and take care of his home. Most of all, someone to talk to, and share each other's day. Walt was beginning to realise that he was a very lonely man, he needed to do something about it.
The next day while at the garage he got the idea of placing an add in the local paper. He would find a nice lady come in to cook and clean for him, in exchange for free room and board. That way he would have someone to talk with in the lonely evening hours.
Later that afternoon he drove the local newspaper office, as he walked through the door a very attractive woman said, "Walt Anderson, I haven't seen you in ages. How ya been?" Betty Smith asks with a big grin on her face. Walt had known Betty since high school, they dated for more than three years, and came close to getting married.
"Hi Betty. I'm fine. How have you been?" He replied with his very deep voice, and smile. Walt couldn't help looking at her light brown hair as it covered one of her deep, blue eyes. As he looked down her wonderful body, Walt could see from the sheer white blouse Betty was wearing, she still liked showing off her size 38-dd. breast.
As Betty stood up, Walt looked over her awesome hips, and sexy bottom. Betty was over 40 years old, and still had the looks of a woman of half her age. She gave Walt a warm, friendly hug, and she pushed into Walt's manhood, remembering all the times it had been inside her body, "I've been fine. Tom broke his leg last month and is just now getting back to work. But, other than that, we've been great." Tom was Betty's husband. She married Tom, when all of her hopes of marring Walt fell apart. "So, what brings you here today?" Betty asks.
Walt was kind of embarrassed about his add, "I Um… want to place this add." He handed the short, but to the point add to Betty.
She read it and a little smile came across her face, "So, is Walt Anderson getting lonely out on his big Ol' farm?" She patted him on his back, then sat down to her computer, and started typing in his add on her computer. All at once she jumped up with an excited look on her face, "I know somebody! She's an expectant mother. Her boy friend dumped her out on the street, and just left her, she needs help NOW!"
Betty went on talking, "The poor little thing is staying out with Pastor Terry and his wife. I'm sure they are driving her NUTS with all their preachin' and so on."
Walt scratched his head and asks, "Is she friendly?"
"I think she's one of the sweetest ladies I've ever met in my life. And, a pretty one, too!" Betty said with a big smile. Betty knew Walt needed someone to share his life with. He had been lonely to long. As far as she knew, she was the last woman he had dated, other than the cheep whores he picked up in bars. It just about killed Betty thinking of Walt with all those nasty women; he was to good for them.
"What's her name, and when can I meet her?" He asks. He felt like a little kid, meeting a new friend for the first time.
Betty was happy, she loved playing 'match maker' and this would be a perfect match, "Her name is Tammy, I'll call her and tell her to be ready, and I'll bring her out to your place tonight. How about… six tonight?"
"I'll see you two around six tonight then." Walt left the office and headed back to the garage. He was excited about having someone nice to help him around the house. And, most of all, someone to talk to.
Betty grabbed the phone, and dialled Pastor Terry's phone number as fast as she could, a sweet voice answered, "Hello."
"Hi Tammy. This is Betty, from church. You're just the person I wanted."
"Hi Betty. How ya doin'?" Tammy asks.
"I'm GREAT! And, you will be in a minute." Betty said. She couldn't wait to tell Tammy the good news. The only thing that bothered Betty was, she still loved Walt. And always would.
"What's got you so excited today?" Tammy asks.
Betty took a deep breath and said, "I found you a GREAT place to stay. All you got to do is clean, and cook. Can you cook a little?"
"YES!" Tammy relied. Thinking back to the many hours she had spent in her late Grandmothers kitchen. Tammy knew how to cook just about any meal you could ask for, from fried chicken to, a good thick meat loaf.
Betty was relieved; "Oh I'm so glad. OK, let me tell you. The mans name is Walt. He owns the only garage in town; he has a gorgeous home. His farm is the prettiest place I've ever seen. It's huge 4 bedroom, I think four bathrooms, and he has a swimming pool. And he wants someone to help him around the house, most of all, I think he's lonely."
"Oh, it sounds like a dream come true." Tammy moaned with pleasure. And most of all to just get away from the constant 'preaching' from Pastor Terry. He was driving her nuts with all his talk of 'sins'.
"I'm sure you two will get along real good." Betty said. She was hoping they got along good. She loved seeing two people fall for each other, especially when SHE got them together.
The two woman said their good byes, and Tammy rushed to get ready to meet her new friend. As she undressed in the small guest bathroom, her eyes looked into the large mirror that hung on the wall. She looked at her growing belly, 'Who would want a used woman, look at that fat belly. He's going to see it and change his mind about hiring me.' She thought.
Tammy stepped into the warm, shower water; it ran down her enlarged body. Across her swollen breast, teasing her milk filled breast into a state of excitement. She hadn't been in a passionate mood in a very long time, hell; she couldn't even remember the last time she had been HORNY.
The hot water found it's way between her slender, sexy legs. The only part of her body that hadn't changed yet. Her ONCE marvellous behind had grew twice its normal size, and she hated it. She missed wearing skin-tight jeans, and short mini skirts. Just a few short months ago, men would ogle at her wonderful bottom, and try anything to get her on a date, or in bed. Now, she looked like a COW!
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As Betty drove up the long gravel driveway, Tammy got more excited about meeting Walt. Then, the large, ranch style house came into view. It had more windows, and skylights than Tammy had seen in her life. It was the biggest house she had ever seen it would kill her trying to clean something so big.
"What do you think? It's one of the prettiest places I've ever seen." Betty said as she looked over to Tammy.
Tammy replied with a little fear in her voice, "Am I going to clean this place? I'll be dead in two days, Betty!"
Betty patted her arm, "Don't worry, Walt was a clean guy when we dated in high school, and I'm sure he still is. And, to tell you the truth, I think he just wants someone around the house to talk to."
As they pulled up to the house, Walt walked out of the front door to greet the two women.
"Oh my!" Was the only thing Tammy could say. Her eyes roamed his 6'2, 210 pound body. His dark brown hair had streaks of white that ran from his temples back to just behind his ears. His dark brown eyes squinted to shield the setting sun. Tammy looked at his strong dominant face, with its few signs of ageing. Who would guess he was in his forties, other than the white hair at his temples.
Betty just smiled as she looked at Tammy, "He's a fuckin' good looker."
"OH YES!" Tammy sighed, as she continued looking at Walt. He had nice broad shoulders, and a thick masculine chest that looked like it was going to burst open the tight tee shirt.
Betty opened the car door, and walked up to Walt, hugging him as tight as she could, "Damn! How in the HELL did I ever let you slip away from me?" Betty had changed into a very, short, tight, mini skirt with black sheer stockings, and six-inch high heels. She knew what turned this man on, she dated him for three long years. As Betty held his wonderful body, she thought back to the first time he had ever seen her wear a short, mini skirt…
It was one of those beautiful spring days. The sun was shinning down, warming everything it touched. The trees, and spring flowers were beginning to bloom. Birds were singing their mating songs, love was in the air.
Betty walked around to the back of the high school, to the student smoking area. As she turned the corner, she saw Walt. He looked so handsome, so proud, and so sure of himself. She glided up to him, "Hay, big boy. Where's my mornin' hug?" And she made sure she pushed her 18-year-old hips into his. Her new mini skirt, just did conceal the tops of her creamy, stocking covered thighs.
Walt gasps for air when he saw what Betty was wearing. Her long, slender legs were in full view. He could see the tops of her black stockings, and a little glimpse of her white, silk panties. His young, 18-year-old manhood sprang into full arousal in a slit second. "WOW! Where did you get that?" Blood RUSHED to his erection as he looked at Betty.
"Do ya like it?" Betty asks, knowing darn well he did. She could feel his hardness pushing between her legs.
Walt was still in a state of shock, "No! I love it." His hands moved to her thin, sexy hips. He caressed her tight bottom with his hands, and pushed her into his hardness, "classes don't start for 30 minutes, lets go the locker room. PLEASE!"
Betty took him by the hand, and started to the locker room. She knew she would really get it good today. She loved it when Walt was like this, so horny for her, and only her.
Many students used the locker room to full fill their needs. The coach never made it to school until late in the morning. Making it the perfect place to 'make out.'
As Betty lead them through the locker room door, she spotted the trainers table. It was waist high to Walt, he could lay her across the table, and really put it to her. She turned to Walt, grinding her hips against his. "I bet you're going to FUCK my brains out today. You're goin' to cum in me so hard, it comes out of my mouth."
Walt pushed her against the table, pushing his hardness into her, "You better shut your mouth, and stop that dirty talk. I'm already so horny I could blow up."
"Oh really? You gonna blow up, or is your hard cock gonna blow in my pussy?" Betty whispered in his ear, as her hands pulled down his jeans, and underwear. "Oh Walt, I love it when you're this hard for me." She sank to her knees, and took Walt's hard 10-inch cock into her wet mouth. She sucked his ample cock head, making sure she teased it softly with her tongue.
