Straight Male / 46
I was 23 and I had enrolled for a Master's program at SMU in Dallas. I rented a duplex close enough from campus to walk and moved in. Those were the days when you had to take your clothes to the laundromat, which was a couple of blocks away.
Next door to me lived a 40 something school counselor. She was divorced and invited me over to eat, she offered to get my laundry done when she went and did hers (she had a car, and I walked to the laundromat). She came over one afternoon and started to criticize the mess, she started picking up, washed the dishes, and got back to the bathroom. She went back next door and came back with bathroom cleaning supplies and she scrubbed and cleaned the tub, toilet, sink, the baseboards, she mopped the floor and when she was done she told me that I was a typical pig guy who would shit in a hole rather than clean.
She didn't need a key as I left the door unlocked, she vacuumed, she ordered things around, she cleaned the bathroom, she cleaned out the refrigerator, she changed the bed, don't get in her way, she was cleaning because I was a man pig and my mother hadn't taught me.
Evening meal was at six. Be there, do not make any other plans. Use your knife and fork, don't cut with your fork, sit down because she served and picked up, I was a man and I was there to be waited on.
The day I fucked her, it was after dinner and she excused herself and went back to her room and came out in a skirt and she sat in front of me, she opened her legs, I could see up to God's country, no panties, nothing but pussy. She leaned back in the chair, opened her legs and pulled up the skirt and said 'come and make me happy'.
She sucked my dick, she fucked on her back, and wanted to get fucked like a bitch in heat. She had me use this thin liquid on her butt hole and gently massage her, she told me if I wanted to I could give her a good poke. She loved having her butt hole touched and rubbed and poked. Get on her knees, bent over and would get a bitch in heat fucking position and have me use her little bottle of liquid to play with her butt hole while she had her pussy full of dick.
If she was indisposed because of women's issues, she had her mouth and her hands, and het tits. No reason why I should suffer, give her a mouthful of cum and she was just as happy as getting a pussy full of cum. She was from California and ended up in Dallas via her marriage, and worked at a Junior High as a school counselor. I often wondered what she told the boys and girls.
I never dated during my Master's program, I didn't cook, I didn't clean, I didn't do laundry. I laid on my back and she sat on my face and I got all the pussy I could eat. I got blow jobs watching TV, she liked being naked on the bed and sucking my dick while I ate her pussy. And she liked to have her butt hole fingered. She asked for it, but I just never could get to the point of fucking her butt hole.
Oh and she had breasts. She was big naturally, and her breasts were held in by her bra. She would take off her bra, and while I sat on her couch, she would lean over me with those amazing melons, and let me suck her nipples. She was a woman with full awareness of her body, shameless in sex, loved being a bitch in heat, she was good cook, and she fawned over me. I never did understand why her dentist husband got divorced to marry his receptionist. No girl could have been better than what I had.
But there was 20 years difference in our ages. After I graduated I reluctantly moved to Pittsburg for a job. One day I got an envelope, a large 8 X 11 envelope with a do not bend label. Inside was a black and white crotch shot of her pussy, with a lipstick kiss and her handwriting telling me that she missed me. I missed her too. I never got the royal treatment again and my wife never believed that a woman would willingly have her butt hole touched and fingered. Her loss I'm sure.
I didn't keep up with her. Her name was Madeline by the way.
Next door to me lived a 40 something school counselor. She was divorced and invited me over to eat, she offered to get my laundry done when she went and did hers (she had a car, and I walked to the laundromat). She came over one afternoon and started to criticize the mess, she started picking up, washed the dishes, and got back to the bathroom. She went back next door and came back with bathroom cleaning supplies and she scrubbed and cleaned the tub, toilet, sink, the baseboards, she mopped the floor and when she was done she told me that I was a typical pig guy who would shit in a hole rather than clean.
She didn't need a key as I left the door unlocked, she vacuumed, she ordered things around, she cleaned the bathroom, she cleaned out the refrigerator, she changed the bed, don't get in her way, she was cleaning because I was a man pig and my mother hadn't taught me.
Evening meal was at six. Be there, do not make any other plans. Use your knife and fork, don't cut with your fork, sit down because she served and picked up, I was a man and I was there to be waited on.
The day I fucked her, it was after dinner and she excused herself and went back to her room and came out in a skirt and she sat in front of me, she opened her legs, I could see up to God's country, no panties, nothing but pussy. She leaned back in the chair, opened her legs and pulled up the skirt and said 'come and make me happy'.
She sucked my dick, she fucked on her back, and wanted to get fucked like a bitch in heat. She had me use this thin liquid on her butt hole and gently massage her, she told me if I wanted to I could give her a good poke. She loved having her butt hole touched and rubbed and poked. Get on her knees, bent over and would get a bitch in heat fucking position and have me use her little bottle of liquid to play with her butt hole while she had her pussy full of dick.
If she was indisposed because of women's issues, she had her mouth and her hands, and het tits. No reason why I should suffer, give her a mouthful of cum and she was just as happy as getting a pussy full of cum. She was from California and ended up in Dallas via her marriage, and worked at a Junior High as a school counselor. I often wondered what she told the boys and girls.
I never dated during my Master's program, I didn't cook, I didn't clean, I didn't do laundry. I laid on my back and she sat on my face and I got all the pussy I could eat. I got blow jobs watching TV, she liked being naked on the bed and sucking my dick while I ate her pussy. And she liked to have her butt hole fingered. She asked for it, but I just never could get to the point of fucking her butt hole.
Oh and she had breasts. She was big naturally, and her breasts were held in by her bra. She would take off her bra, and while I sat on her couch, she would lean over me with those amazing melons, and let me suck her nipples. She was a woman with full awareness of her body, shameless in sex, loved being a bitch in heat, she was good cook, and she fawned over me. I never did understand why her dentist husband got divorced to marry his receptionist. No girl could have been better than what I had.
But there was 20 years difference in our ages. After I graduated I reluctantly moved to Pittsburg for a job. One day I got an envelope, a large 8 X 11 envelope with a do not bend label. Inside was a black and white crotch shot of her pussy, with a lipstick kiss and her handwriting telling me that she missed me. I missed her too. I never got the royal treatment again and my wife never believed that a woman would willingly have her butt hole touched and fingered. Her loss I'm sure.
I didn't keep up with her. Her name was Madeline by the way.
