Posted Sun May 06, 2007 10:48 PM
Life as a single father was hard. My wife had died three years ago, and I was left to raise my four year old son alone. With my crazy work schedule, it was nearly impossible to find time to go enjoy my life, let alone find someone to watch Jared.
One week I was so stressed out, I decided that enough was enough, and I had to go hang out with my old friends. I gave my buddy Joe a call, to see if he'd want to go down to a bar and just hang out drinking for a few hours. Luckily, he said that his 20 year old niece was in town, and could use some extra money so she'd be willing to watch Jared while we unwound.
Now, I met Linda two years ago at Joe's wedding. Even though she was only 18 at the time, she looked absolutely amazing in her long black dress at the reception. Her long brown hair went halfway down her back, and covered most of the open back to her gown. The dress that she was wearing must have been from her Junior Prom or something because her breasts looked to be two sizes too big, and she almost fell out several times on the dance floor. Trust me, I wouldn't have minded.
Before I knew it, Friday night arrived, and Joe brought Linda over when he picked me up. She looked as beautiful as ever in a loose t-shirt and tight blue jeans. I almost envied my four year old son for getting to spend the night alone with her. After a few minutes' introduction to make sure she would get along with Jared, Joe and I were off.
Seeing as this was my first Friday night in over two years where I wasn't watching cartoons until 9 PM, I attacked the bar like a camel who found the only oasis in 300 miles. Being the good friend, Joe was right there with me pounding them back at my side. To make a long story short, after only 45 minutes, Joe had gotten pretty drunk and I was taking my time so as not to get too hammered early on. But at this point, Joe had become just like my son, and it was time to call it an early evening. I paid our tab, and proceeded to drive Joe home.
When we got to his place, his wife was gone so I dropped Joe off on his couch, and borrowed his car so that I could get home. I got home around 10 PM, much earlier than I had expected, but the little respite that I got was enough on its own. Little did I know the night was about to begin.
I walked in the front door and heard footsteps in the living room. I called "hi" to Linda, and went to the kitchen to grab something quick to eat. Food in hand, I went into the living room and found Linda sitting on the couch watching TV. As I started to ask how her evening went, I noticed that she was no longer wearing the t-shirt, but one of my favorite sweatshirts instead. I walked around the couch to see what the hell happened, and Linda began to explain how she and Jared were playing catch outside when the ball flew over the little fence and into our pool.
Linda tried to use the net to get it, but accidentally fell in. "All of my clothes were totally soaked, so I tossed them in the dryer after putting Jared to bed. I hope you don't mind that I grabbed one of your sweatshirts out of the hamper. I didn't think you'd find out." As she said that, she smiled and stretched her long legs out, and I could see that she had put ALL of her clothes in the dryer, including her panties. "Oh, I certainly don't mind at all," I replied and a smile came across my face as well.
"Well, I'm glad to hear that," she said. "The dryer should be done now, let me go get my clothes." I followed her upstairs to the laundry room, and watched her ass sway back and forth with each step underneath my sweatshirt. I handed her clothes to her and told Linda that she could get dressed in my room. She took the clothes and scampered into my bedroom so fast, I felt that any chance I might have had to explore the rest of what's under my shirt had disappeared. But as I reached the second stair, Linda called from my room for some help.
Not knowing what to expect now, I knocked on the door before I entered. When I opened it, there was Linda lying totally naked on my bed with her hand in between her legs, rubbing her pussy. I instantly became hard and struggled to pick my jaw up off the floor. "I was doing this all night, waiting for you to get home. I had such a crush on you at Uncle Joe's wedding, and seeing you tonight made me so wet. Come over here and give my hand a rest."
Before she finished speaking, I had ripped my shirt off and ran across my room to meet her on the bed. I was about to jump in next to her, when she put her hands on my chest and held me back. Her slender fingers ran down my stomach to the waistband of my jeans. With a flick, she undid them and slid my jeans and boxers to the floor. By this point, I was so hard that I'm surprised my cock didn't smack her in the face. Instead, she grabbed it in her hand that was still wet from her pussy juices, and began to stroke my hard cock. She wrapped her full lips around my bulging head and began to give me the blowjob of my life. Unfortunately, it had been years since another woman had touched me there, and within a minute or two I blew a huge load down her throat that she gladly swallowed. As she licked the last of the cum from my cock, I fell over onto the bed.
I wanted to repay the favor and buried my head between her legs. Her freshly shaven pussy was absolutely gorgeous. It was something that I had always wanted my wife to do, but it was never her thing. I kissed the inside of her thighs back and forth until my lips met hers in the middle. My tongue slipped between her juicy lips and I shoved it into her pussy. God, she tasted so good. I let her suck on a few of my fingers, and I began pinching her nipples with my other hand. My tongue escaped her hole, and I licked softly on my way up to her clit. I pushed the hood up with my tongue, and began sucking on her clit. Her hips came up off the bed at this, so I released her nipple to hold her down. There was no way she was going to stop sucking on my fingers, and she quickly came in my mouth.
We laid in each other's arms and legs for a few minutes when the phone rang. I really didn't want to answer it, but no one ever called me especially late at night. Unfortunately, it was Joe's wife Karen wondering where the hell her husband's car was, and why her niece wasn't home. I told Karen that we had lost track of time watching a movie that was on TV, and I would send Linda home momentarily. Deflated, I hung up the phone and told Linda the bad news.
Linda was upset at first, but then kissed me quickly and with a smile on her face said, "don't worry. I'm here for the summer." With a wink, she was off home. I can't wait for next weekend when I can get Linda back over to babysit.
Posted Sun May 06, 2007 11:36 PM
Thanks DG, I appreciate it.
Not a bad idea. Perhaps for the next one.
Posted Wed May 16, 2007 11:12 AM
great story man
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Posted Sun Jul 12, 2009 01:33 AM
I'd do that to you now makeme. Is it ok that I don't have kids to babysit?