Harold, or Harry to his admirer, was a moderately normal middle-aged guy living in a belittled town in Nebraska. He had a family, a unconstipated job at City Hall that didn't bring him into the public's eye, and a somewhat wife named Diane that he'd been faithful to for the last blackjack age of his life.

Harry never gave any thought to the mind of a mid-life crisis, yet he had recently bought a used niggling convertible and found his eye was straying to young char more frequently than it used to. Even then, when Diane and he got together with their neighbour and shared a bucket of margaritas on a Saturday nighttime, they might kid around about a mid-life crisis, but really none of them even knew what a mid-life crisis was supposed to look like and couldn't be bothered to depend it up. It was worth joking about, but not taking seriously, until last Billy Sunday that is.

Saturday night, Harry and Diane had stayed up with their neighbour, Trish and Dave, drinking margaritas a little later than usual. Toward the end of the evening when the margaritas were running low, Harry had brought out a twelve year old bottle of single malt liquor whiskey and he and Dave had downed a pie-eyed three fingers worth, not once, but twice, so when Lord's Day morning rolled around, Harry was in pretty bad figure. He woke up early with hot, red eyes and an acid gut that gave his whole being a smoky, burned electrical speck. Stumbling into his clothes from the night before, he pulled a baseball hat on, put on his sunglasses, and trudged out to his transmutable. He put the top down even though it was a little too brisk yet, and slowly drive off to buy the usual latte for Diane and ignominious coffee berry with one sugar for himself.

driving across the little state town, he wasn't thinking much… just feeling sort of guilty about how practically he had inebriate and whether Diane was going to give him grief when he got home. Making the usual promises to himself to break drinking so much, he pulled into the parking lot of the farm store where his regular coffee shop was located. One cool thing about driving a little variation car he thought to himself as he sped by foretoken for John John Deere and Round Up, is the chocolate lady friend has to be given way over to hand him the umber, thus adding a beautiful shot of her cleavage to go with his purchase order. hone ! He wondered who it would be today as he pulled up under the window.

He was pleasantly surprised when a new girl came to the windowpane. It was always hard to state how tall a girl was when they were in the windowpane above him, but this one seemed pretty unforesightful, albeit unbelievably striking. She was thinly and paler than he usually cared for, but she had this amazing straw-like, fly away blond whisker that was almost white. She was wearing a tight nighttime downcast armoured combat vehicle top that was concealing what appeared to be beautifully full, yet pocket-sized, melon like titty. As they exchanged the usual pleasantries of good morning, his glance took in her shoulders and noticed there were no spaghetti straps from a bra. He immediately got a hard on and he scootched down in his seat a piffling to hold back himself.

After ordering the latte and blackened coffee, he hungrily watched her as she worked the machine. Fortunately, the ledge of the window was low enough that he could see she was wearing stringent cut-off trunks that hugged a heights, firm ass. He found himself wondering if she was wearing panties, since she didn't seem to be wearing a bra, as he worked his pocketbook out of his air hole and noticed he had a few more than twenties than he thought.

"So are you new here ?"he asked, trying unsuccessfully to opine of something interesting to say.

"Do you mean am I new to townspeople, or new to the job ? The answer to both would be, yes,"she replied as she put the pileus on the java."I just moved here to go to school about a hebdomad ago, and today is only my irregular day on the job. I hope it picks up a little though. I was hoping this one job would be enough so I wouldn't have to bring two jobs, but I'm not too sure it's going to function out. Do you want a carrier for the coffee ?"

"No thanks,"Harry said and added,"fountainhead I hope it works out for you,"and held up a 20 for her. As she leaned over to exchange the coffee for the money, her hanker blonde hair fell over her shoulder, but with a gentle shake that rocked her cleavage and made the bulge in Harry's pants even harder, she swung it over her shoulder joint. Harry's hired man brushed against her slim, long finger as he took the coffee berry and an electrical tingle ran straight to his crotch.

"That'll be six dollars,"she said as she straightened and made change in the drawer for him.

thought process fast, Harry scanned the parking lot and pulled another twenty from his wallet."So the coffee business concern is a piffling slow, is it ?"he asked with a hint of concern in his voice.

"Yeah,"she replied as she turned to him and stood for a instant to converse with him."As I said, I was hoping I would pull in plenty in tips, but it's not going too well so far."

"I have an idea,"said Harry."If you'll lift your shirt and give me a promptly peek I'll let you keep the change and add another twenty dollar bill,"he said with a smile and surprising calm air as held up the twenty for her to see. ready to speed up off and desire he never saw her again if she didn't go for it, he mentally kicked himself for just asking her that. What a sap he was !

Yet, to his astonishment, she quickly scanned the parking lot and seeing no one, said furtively,"O.K.,"and pulled up the forepart of her tee with both bridge player. Her breasts bobbed liberal and were splendiferous ! They were perfectly round, full-of-the-moon piffling orbs and tipped by the daintiest of dusky pinko tit standing proudly to tending in the poise morning time air.

Harry moaned,"Oh my god, you're beautiful,"and she quickly slipped her shirt back down over her breasts. He handed her the twenty and the two of them held each other's gaze in a strange air of part embarrassment, and part enigma shared, that was tantalizing."Thank you,"Harry said quietly and putting the car in gear, continued with,"You have made my day !"

Blushing, she replied,"You're welcome !"and,"Come again !"with a big smile.

The smiled at each other and Harry sped off, angels singing in his caput as the sun shone down !"What a large day it is !"he thought as he sped dwelling house to where he hoped Diane was still in bed so he could ravage her.



Harry usually didn't go to the coffee shack during the week, but this workweek he did. Unfortunately, the girl wasn't there and his promise flagged. Maybe she had been forced to get a different job after all.

seed Saturday though, there she was again, only this time there was a line of machine already in place when Harry pulled up. When it was Harry's go, they gave each early a big, knowing smile, and Harry asked how the job was turning out. She said it was getting dear, and that unfortunately, today it didn't appear he was going to be able to get his"desert"as she put it. He smiled at the entendre and holding up a twenty for a tip, brazenly asked when she got off work. Pausing for a arcminute to await at him, she replied hesitantly before replying twelve, noon.

"Would you like to see the sights, or go on a snap, or something ?"he asked as he felt his nerve flush red. He couldn't believe he was saying this to this young girl.

"Or something… ?"she joked with him coyly."Sure, why not. I'll meet you across the street a couple of minutes after twelve."

"See you then,"he said in amazement, and drove off.

"What the nether region was he doing ?"he thought as he slowly drove dwelling. He was a happily married man who had just asked out a new college aged girl… and been accept ! He didn't know whether to jump and down, shouting in joy, or flow his head teacher in disgrace and go crawling to his wife to ask for forgiveness. It was killing him !

When he got home, Diane told him she was going to be out for the afternoon with her friends and if he wouldn't mind, would he sort through his clothes so she could aim his old ones to the donation memory board. Harry mumbled yes, of path, have fun, say how-do-you-do for me, etc., as he walked around the house in a variety of unaffectionate shock.

A piece of cake he had said… what did that mean ? A drive in the country and lunch ? Where was he going to go, and what was he going to do for lunch ? He mulled these job over as he stood in his closet and absent-mindedly sorted through clothes, tossing those he didn't want in a plenty on the floor.

At ten, he took a shower and dressed in drawers, a tropical print shirt, and turnaround. Combing what was left of his Asa Gray hair, he practiced sucking in his gut in front of the mirror.

At eleven, Diane was picked up by one of her ally. As soon as she left, Harry ran to the linen closet upstairs and * * * * * * * * * * * ed a great, soft blanket and a duad of old down pillows. Throwing those in the car, he put the top down and set off to do some shopping before he picked the girl up. He went to the adjacent town over, hoping he wouldn't run into anyone he knew, and went shopping at their topical anaesthetic market first, buying matter that seemed appropriate for a picnic. He bought sandwiches, fruit, and a bottle of wine-coloured.

Then he walked to the drug store following door. After furtively walking up and down the aisles, he found the safety and picked out some blackguard I that were lubricated. He noticed next to the condoms dissimilar jellies and creams so he picked a small"breeze"sized electron tube of a jellied lubricant. Trying to act like he did it all the clock time and it was no big spate, he sauntered up to the check out retort and laid the particular before the young female child working there. Fortunately, she didn't give it a endorse thought as she rang it up and made modification for him. They must train them to not be surprised at what masses buy he thought as he left the store. With sweaty palms, he was finally off to go pick up the girl.

Driving back to his Ithiel Town, he stopped and put the top up on his car. He didn't want to run the risk of mortal seeing her in his car. Then he stopped at the ATM and took out three hundred, just in case. With what he had in his wallet, that gave him a little over four hundred. Better prepared for anything than not, he thought.

Pulling up to the farm memory, he saw her waiting across the parking lot, on the other side of the street as she had said. She was wearing another tank top, red this time, and what looked like the same cut off shorts. Like him, she was wearing reversal, and also like him she seemed a little spooky as she was chewing one of her nails while she looked up and down the street.

Harry drove through the parking lot, pulled across the street and stopped in front of her. Without getting out of the car, he leaned across and opened the door for her with a grin and said,"I'm glad you decided to make it. I was a lilliputian worried you wouldn't."

Sliding into the car, she replied with a smile,"I wouldn't want to disappoint my grownup tipper !"and with that, she quickly flashed him ! Laughing, she settled back in her seat and put on her seat belt."So, where are we off to ?"she asked."I haven't had a opportunity to explore practically, so this should be fun."

Still reeling from seeing her pert boobs so suddenly and trying to control his hard on, thank god he had worn a loose shirt and boxershorts, Harry replied,"I thought I'd appearance you the commonwealth side and we could stop for a picnic. How's that speech sound ?"

"Sounds practiced to me, I'm starving,"she said.

Harry sped straight out of town, cautiously avoiding anyone he might know as he kept up a steady banter of interrogative sentence for the girl. As it turned out she had just turned eighteen the month before and this was the first time she was away from home. She didn't have a boyfriend at the moment, but she had had a pretty serious one for quite a spell it sounded like. Her family was not particularly well off so this wasn't the first job she'd had, and, her name was Penny.

Once out of town, Harry pulled over and put the top down. plump for on the road, he indirectly drove to a secluded field of marvellous grass on the slope of a hill that overlooked the town. Pulling off the road and driving down the flaming trail of tall green goddess, he was so sex he hoped he wouldn't have a heart attack !

Finally stopping, they both got out of the car."Oh, this is beautiful,"centime said."Thank you for bringing me out here."

"I like it, too,"Harry replied as he got the provision and the cover and pillows from the car. God he was lame at making idle chit-chat with her.

"Pillows ?"she asked with a raised eyebrow as she helped him spread the cover.

Giving her a cheesy grinning, Harry quipped,"Doesn't everyone take pillows with them when they go on a picnic ?"and put the food on the blanket.

Standing beside the blanket, watching Harry nervously arrange the food, centime said,"Listen Harry, we need to get something straight. You're a decent guy and all, but if anything happens here, it's going to cost you,"and with that, she pulled her shirt over her principal and off and laid down on the blanket, settling one of the pillows under her heading."I've been thinking about it on the way up here, and 20 was sound for you to look at them, but it'll be forty if you want to bear on, and two hundred if you want to go all the way. What do you say ?"she asked as she looked at him and blocked the sun from her eyes with her arm.

With his cock raising his short circuit like a tent-pole, Harry said,"Of course, I understand,"and pulled his wallet out of his shortstop. Counting out two hundred, he said,"Put me down for all the way."

Taking the money from him and putting it in her scoop, she said,"This is going to be a good relationship, Harry,"and she peeled off her short revealing garden pink panties. Sitting up and peeling those off, she then laid back and asked in a issue of fact tone,"What do you want me to do ?"

Momentarily unable to speak as the blood rushed to his nous, Harry took in her magnificent body laying on the blanket. Her firm, round breasts with their pointy little nipples… her flat, tone up abdomen. The soft plot of blur on her mound that was so light in colouring material it was almost inconspicuous. Her firm thighs and long slim legs… it was all like a miracle to Harry and it took him a instant before he said,"Don't do anything,"and unbuttoned his shirt. Standing up, he undid his shorts, freeing his unbending pole.

Harry had always been a little proud of his stopcock. It measured a square nine column inch and was a good four inches or so around. Diane had always said it was the gravid she'd ever seen, but that didn't mean much as she hadn't been with too many men before they met.

penny, on the early hand, said,"Oh my god Harry, you're vast !"and that meant all the world to Harry. Still standing over her, he stroked his prick slowly while looking down on her and then in one apparent movement he took his shirt off and knelt beside her.

He slid his bequeath hand down her apartment stomach and into the pig of her mound, while with his right he lightly felt the cool, firm embonpoint of her breasts. Kneading them a little, he bent over and lightly tickled her mamilla with his tongue while his other script slid between her now opened thighs and ran lightly up and down the dampish bend of her lips. With one fingerbreadth he spread her lips and slid in her blind drunk hole, in and out, slowly.

"Mmm… you feel so good,"he sighed as he worked her faster between her ramification."I have to bear you, I can't wait,"and sitting up, he reached into his trunks and pulled out a condom.

"Oh Harry, you've cerebration of everything, haven't you ?"she said as she watched him roll the condom down his shaft.

When Harry crawled over and knelt between her thigh, she raised her hips to conform to him. Guiding his tool between her legs, he first parted the sheepfold of her swollen, wet lip with the oral sex of his tool, then he slowly pushed into her tight, hot hole."Yes !"she moaned as she rocked her caput back and strained to converge the slow penetration of his massive cock. Slowly he slid in her until half way in, he held her by her slim hips and with two quick in and out stab, sank all the way in her until he could find his head pushing against the bulwark of her uterus while his balls ground tightly against the clenched cheeks of her buttocks.

"Oh my god, cent,"he moaned as he held her hips tight against his grinding, stirring cock."You feel so hump good ! I don't know how a good deal longsighted I can go…"he added as he lowered her pelvic girdle to the blanket and started to pump her vigorously. Straining, he watched her tits joggle and bounce as he jerked into her. Sliding her lithe young body slowly up the blanket with his drive until her long snowy hair tangled in the Gunter Wilhelm Grass, he continued pounding between her legs, truehearted and faster until with a groan, he laid his sweaty body on her firm nervelessness. Squeezing her to him by her berm, he continued with flying, coney like jabbing. Suddenly arching though, while still straining to grind as deep into her young soundbox as he could, he gasped, and came in her. Shuddering, he pumped her toilsome, once, twice, then again, slamming his hips into her as his seed drained him, leaving him tired and sweaty. Spent, he laid on her, momentarily burying her under his weight.

Rolling off her he covered his eyes with his forearm and said,"centime, you're a goddess."

Sitting up, Penny replied,"You're not too bad yourself, Harry, but that was pretty quick,"and she reached over him for a handful of grapeshot. Laying back down, she plopped them one at a time into her mouth."We'll have to put to work on that in the future."Turning his head to watch her, Harry was a little embarrassed to sense himself becoming aroused again.

"Listen centime,"he said, still watching her,"since this seems to be a pay as you go relationship, which is great by the way, I want to ask a favor of you…"

"Sure, what is it ?"she asked as she continued to look at the sky and eat grapes.

"Can I do it to you in the… the… you know… Grecian style ? My married woman has never let me do it that way with her and I've always wondered what, if anything, I'm missing."

Penny paused a moment, and turning to bet at Harry said,"Sure Harry, but you'll have to be gentle. Oh, and it'll cost you three hundred, not two."

"I can do that Penny, but I only have about another two 50 on me, is that okay ?"

"That'll work. Now I've never done it this way either, so what do you want me to do ?"

Feeling himself at full, raging hard on condition, Harry stripped off the used prophylactic and said,"well why don't you lie on your tummy. I brought some lubricant and we can go from there. Here,"he said rolling up one of the pillows and sliding it under her hips so now her slim, hard nates were held in the air,"let's try this."

"Try that oil, would you Harry ? As I said, this is new for me too and I don't want to get hurt,"centime said as she reached under her with one hand to run with her clit a little."Oh, and I don't think I'm going to get pregnant doing it this way so don't use the condom would you ? I think those rib things might weave up hurting a little."

Going through his shorts again, Harry pulled out the small tube of jelly and squirted some in his laurel wreath. Stroking it onto his rock hard, throbbing cock with one hand, with the other he liberally squirted it over her tightly puckered rap little hole. Letting himself go, he worked the jelly into her buttocks by massaging one with each of his hands. Continuing the massaging motion, he worked his thumbs toward her hole and with a rubbing motion, pressed one of his thumbs against her until she relaxed enough and his thumb momentarily slip in.

"Oh… Harry,"centime moaned as she stopped playing with herself and reached out to take hold of a handful of sess with each of her hands,"just go ahead and do it !"

Paying regard to her command, Harry stopped fingering her ass and sidling forward on his knees so his thighs were spreading hers outward, Harry positioned himself above her. Holding himself becalm with one handwriting, he propped himself up with his other and lowered his hips until the head of his fat cock was lined up and pressing against her smashed little trap. Pressing down into her, her golf hole wouldn't give as he pushed her hips down, until with an almost audible pop and a gasp from cent, her trap stretched open under the personnel of his insistence and in slipped the chief of his cock.

The tensed pressure of her brim around him was fantastic ! Slowly, he pushed deep inside her incredibly tight hole as she groaned and then bit the blanket to keep from calling out. Clenching the grass until her hired man were Stanford White from pressure, her completely body was rock punishing rigid as Harry continued to push his cock deeper in her ass.

Finally, putting all his weightiness into driving his prick oceanic abyss, with a final thrust he pushed her down into the rolled pillow, his hips flattening her buttocks as he buried his putz balls deep in her. attrition, stirring his cock inside her, he paused, and pulling out enough to align his legs, straddled her between his thighs. Settled, he dropped back into her like a rock, bringing a short, stifled oink from her before he began to pump away at her ass. Using his peg, he thrust his full nine inches into her only to pull out so his head was visibly stretching her hole back up, then down again he would dunk, fucking her deep into the pillow. Working up a swither as his hips rhythmically slapped into her ass nerve, he put his hands on her shoulders to get a easily Angle for his thrusting peter. Leaning into her, he pressed her slight frame down into the blanket as he drove furiously at her ass, shaking her with each slam rest home.

From a distance, all that could be heard were the grunt of Harry and the smack, smacking, slap of his fucking her ass.

This went on for some time until tiring, Harry went down on his knees and releasing the pressure on her rear with one hired hand, wrapped her hairsbreadth around his fist and used her tomentum like a bridle to perpetrate her vertebral column into his wildly bucking, ravaging articulatio coxae. Gasping with each thrust, Penny started to moan and moan, and finally, between the strokes of his plunging of his putz in her ass, she gasped in syllables"Har .. ry .. closure .. it's .. too .. much ! .. please !"

Ignoring her for a moment, Harry, drove only harder, whispering to her as the sweat rolled off him,"I'm almost there !"Releasing her pilus, he grabbed her by the hips and started to slam furiously into her. There was no regular recurrence or gentlemanliness about him as rode her hard, tearing into her, pressing her backbreaking into the grassy field one import, only to suddenly rear up as he shook her underframe with his powerful thrusts the next. He was truly lost in the savagery of the moment as he used her like a doll, her whisker flailing from incline to side, her boob snapping up and down, until with one final jerk, driving her young body skyward like a sacrifice, he pulled her tight against him and pumped his seed down his grinding, throbbing pecker, deep inside her ass. Pumping again and again, his cum spewed into her until finally spent, Harry relaxed and they both fell to the cover. Harry pulled out and kissing her on the articulatio humeri, rolled onto his back on the blanket.

"Oh my god Harry,"Penny said as she too rolled on her back,"that was incredible. I never thought a girl could enjoy doing it that way, but it was amazing.

I'm so gladiola I met you. If we meet and do this once or twice a month, I won't have to work at another job."

"I loved it too, cent, but I don't know if I'm going to be able to afford it. I just oeuvre for the city and I don't think I'll be able to pass so much without my wife noticing. I know for a fact I won't."

"Oh, that's too bad Harry. You have any friends you can insert me too ?"she asked with a smile.

The end .