This is a continuance of the two previous chapters. I am so sorry that it has taken me this long to get back to writing.
Mrs. Thomas –
Bill and Harriet Thomas lived two streets from my parents and Harriet was in the neighborhood "neighbor / subdivision hen circle" as the ladies called it. (For some unknown reason my mother did not belong to this group as she had too many church groups to attend meeting)
I guess Jeanne and Bertha had mentioned the "GOOD" work I had done for them in their husbands absents and Harriet want to check my "equipment" out for some work she needed done. I am sure that they mentioned the size of "my equipment" and that it could keep them both happy all afternoon without stopping.
Thursday evening –
Bill Thomas had gone on a fishing week long trip the night Harriet called to see if I could come over to discuss her "chores."
After supper I excused myself and went across the street to see what she needed to have done over the weekend. I walked up the sidewalk and was just ready to ring the doorbell when the door opened; Harriet was standing there and asked me to come in as she had been waiting for me.
We went into the kitchen and sat at the table to discuss the work she and Bill wished me to do and what they would be paying me per hour.
Let me stop her and describe Harriet for you. She was about 54 years old and 5' 6" tall, slight build with the largest breast on the block. I could only guess at this point there size, but I would guess about 39 "F." She had dark brown hair with blue eyes and had the sexiest smile that I enjoyed all my life living across the street. She and Bill have raised two boys and one daughter. She also is one of the best cooks I know, outside of my Swedish mother.
As we were talking she got up and came around the table and pressed her breasts against my shoulders as she leaned over to put a plate of her pineapple upside down cake in front of me. (At this point I realized she did not have a bra on as her tits fit so nicely on each side of my head) She stayed in that position for a minute and kissed the top of my head and signed and said that we were going to have a great weekend.
Leaning back my head went between her breasts tighter and her hands went down my chest and reached the top of my jeans. I stood up and turner around and kissed her and pulled he tightly to my now semi hard cock. She lowered her hand between us and squeezed my cock and kissed me back with much more passion.
I had never been with an aggressive woman and felt unsure of how to handle her. I became slightly un-nerved by her forwardness, but enjoyed the feelings she instilled in me. Without breaking the kiss, Harriet started to adeptly undo the buttons on my shirt and laid bare my chest. I felt her hands glide softly over my hairy skin and caress my nipples. They seemed to spring to a hardness I never noticed in them before. Harriet played lightly with them, and then ran her fingernails lightly down my body to his waist again.
Harriet's experience overwhelmed me as I lay back against the kitchen table and felt her manipulate my body. Her lips left mine and she trailed soft kisses down my throat and onto my chest, taking my strained nipples and flicking her tongue over them. I groaned at the new experience of this being done to me.
Having this new delight and twined his fingers into her hair. I felt the buckle of my belt being undone and then the snap of my pants opening. Before I had any bearing of how quickly she moved, my zipper was sliding down.
She parted the pants and I felt those soft, gentle fingers working under my boxers. Harriet slid down my body, trailing her supple lips over my skin, exciting the stimulated nerve endings of my skin and low and long moan of pleasure from him. I stood still, my eyes closed to the reality of his world and allowed myself to fall into Harriet's magical realm, as she pulled the waistband of my boxers lower,
Harriet then took my hand and led me to the front room and the couch. I felt the coolness of the conditioned air wash over his exposed skin and the combination of the hot breath from her mouth made him shiver. Harriet's lips drew closer to my penis and pubic hair and I knew she would be taking his manhood into her mature, experienced way of pleasure.
I held my breath, as I felt my boxers being lifted over his straining shaft, confined in an ever shrinking space, as it grew in size. With a little tug, she released him and saw the turgid flesh flex and reform to its normal shape. She kissed the swelling shaft along its length to the tip of its expanding head and then licked the tiny drop of clear, slippery fluid easing out of it slowly.
I could feel his entire length grow and swell larger and larger as she worked her tongue and lips along it. I felt it rise from my body and stand erect, waiting for whatever she wanted to treat it to. Her fingers gently grasped it near the base and held it in readiness. I felt her hot breath come closer to the tip and then it was engulfed in a warm, wetness that made my nerve endings dance with electric stimulation. Never before had a woman taken so much care to bring out the most sensation like this when he was given head. I was awestruck at the power her lips held and the control they had over him. The head of my cock swelled as she applied suction to it and rolled her tongue around it.
I almost cried at how exquisite the feeling was, holding her tightly to me, but not forcing her to comply with what I wished. I realized I was hers to command and I willing obeyed, not wanting to spoil this moment of ecstasy. The trails of her saliva ran down along my shaft and her fingers took them and spread it generously over the length, the slickness imitating the feel of a warm, wet pussy.
The feel of her lips descending over him, the hot, wetness enveloping him, made me groan loudly and she enjoyed her control over me all the more so. As her lips reached the base, I twisted my fingers tighter into her hair.
"Oh my God, Harriet. That's soooo good. Oh yeah, suck me. Yeeesss!" I cried out as the feelings in my cock exploded into her mouth.
Harriet tasted the approval and knew she had me in her control. She kept slowly engulfing my manhood to its extremes and lavished the feel of my size expanding to its fullest. She gave me another long hard pull with her lips and then took her mouth away, licking her lips of the saliva around them. She looked up at me grimacing in ecstasy and knew I enjoyed everything she had to offer me. I opened my eyes at feeling the warmth and liquidity of her mouth leave him and saw her looking into my eyes with an overpowering look of lust. Her hand firmly and lovingly stroked the full length of my shaft, wrapping around the head to add an extra touch of stimulation. I was left dazed by her experienced mouth and her experienced lips.
"Harriet, you're awesome! I had no idea you were so good at this." I had to tell her and let her know I loved her talented mouth.
Harriet said, "This is just a small taste of what is going to happen this weekend." Now go home and take the rest of the cake with you, before people start thinking and be back tomorrow to mow the lawn and assist me in other household projects.
Tell your mom that I will have lunch for you so she does not wonder why you do not come home to eat.
As I was walking up our driveway, Bertha stepped out the side door and asked me if I had enjoyed myself so far with Harriet and she was smiling with the look of "you horny stud."
Friday –
I went to work at my dad's plant, as always during the summer time when I was not away in school.
When I got home there was a note from my parents reminding me that they would be gone time after supper time on Sunday, to a church bible retreat at Lake Geneva.
I cleaned up and was heading out the door to get some supper when Lenny and Bertha call out to me. They asked me where I was going and when they heard to dinner, asked me to come over to their house and eat with them as they were having a cookout and had extra food.
I agreed and asked if they wanted me to go get some beer or anything. Lenny suggested that Bertha and I go to the store and pick up some more "JAKE" and beer. Bertha agreed and came over to get in my car.
As we were driving to the store she asked me if I had enjoyed my self last night and if I was planning to work for Harriet this weekend. I told her that I very much enjoyed the time I spend with Harriet and was indeed going to spend more at her house this week end. Bertha smiled and just leaned over the center consul of my car and squeezed my cock and said, "I thought once Jeanne and I told Harriet about you she would want to check you out."
I looked at her and just thanked. She knew that I loved to enjoy older ladies and Harriet was one that she knew would like me also.
She and I went into the liquor store and when we got to the back of the store where the beer cooler was, she reached out for my crouch and stroked my cock thru my shorts. She reached up the leg and rubbed the head while licking my ear. Just then we heard a man coming out of the back room and stopped.
We purchased our liquor and headed back to there house. When we got there Jeanne and Terry were there also.
This ended up being a very nice dinner. One time when I went into the kitchen to get something Jeanne was there and grabbed me and took my hands and pressed them to her backside and pushed her crotch against my cock. She kissed me and walked out to the backyard.
About ten I told then I was tired and left to go home.
Saturday morning –
I got up early and mowed our lawn before going across the street to the Thomas's house.
Harriet was waiting in the kitchen when I knocked at the back door. She answered the door with just a loose house coat on and a big smile.
I went in side to get the garage key and told her I had better get the yard mowed before we got people talking and she agreed with a wink and a smile.
Before I turned to go out and get the mower, she let her house coat fall out and show me she had nothing on underneath and her massive hanging breast with the largest / darks nipples I had ever seen, along with a neatly shaven bush. My cock started to rise and I said I would hurry with the lawn work and be back to help here with the "inside" chores. She smiled and opened her legs to suggest a "hot box" is waiting for my "youthful cock."
