Harold, or Harry to his ally, was a pretty formula middle-aged guy living in a small Ithiel Town in NE. He had a family, a regular job at city manor hall that didn't bring him into the world's eye, and a middling wife named Diane that he'd been faithful to for the final XXI years of his life history.

Harry never gave any thought process to the idea of a mid-life crisis, yet he had recently bought a utilize lilliputian transmutable and found his eye was straying to young women more frequently than it used to. Even then, when Diane and he got together with their neighbors and shared a bucket of margaritas on a Sabbatum night, 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 count it up. It was worth joking about, but not taking seriously, until utmost Sunday that is.

Saturday dark, Harry and Diane had stayed up with their neighbour, Trish and Dave, drinking margaritas a little later than common. Toward the end of the evening when the margaritas were running low, Harry had brought out a dozen year old feeding bottle of bingle malted milk whiskey and he and Dave had downed a firm three fingers worth, not once, but twice, so when Sunday morning rolled around, Harry was in middling bad shape. He woke up early with hot, red middle and an acid gut that gave his hale being a smoky, burned electrical tinge. Stumbling into his clothes from the night before, he pulled a baseball hat on, put on his sunglasses, and trudged out to his exchangeable. He put the top down even though it was a little too brisk yet, and slowly beat back off to buy the usual latte for Diane and black coffee with one bread for himself.

drive across the small country town, he wasn't thinking much… just feeling kind of hangdog about how lots he had drunkard and whether Diane was going to give him grief when he got home. Making the usual hope to himself to stop boozing so much, he pulled into the parking lot of the farm store where his regular coffee shop class was located. One cool off thing about driving a slight sports car he thought to himself as he sped by star sign for John Deere and Round Up, is the coffee young woman has to lean way over to hired hand him the coffee, thus adding a beautiful shot of her cleavage to go with his order. Perfect ! He wondered who it would be today as he pulled up under the window.

He was pleasantly surprised when a new girlfriend came to the window. It was always hard to tell how tall a girl was when they were in the window above him, but this one seemed pretty short, albeit unbelievably striking. She was thinly and paler than he usually cared for, but she had this amazing straw-like, fly away blonde hair that was almost livid. She was wearing a closely dark blue tank car top that was concealing what appeared to be beautifully full, yet modest, melon vine like knocker. As they exchanged the common pleasantries of dear morning, his glance took in her shoulders and noticed there were no spaghetti straps from a bra. He immediately got a voiceless on and he scootched down in his seat a little to conceal himself.

After ordering the latte and black coffee, he hungrily watched her as she worked the machine. Fortunately, the shelf of the window was low enough that he could see she was wearing tight cut-off underdrawers that hugged a high, firmly ass. He found himself wondering if she was wearing panties, since she didn't seem to be wearing a bra, as he worked his wallet out of his pocket and noticed he had a few more 20 than he thought.

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

"Do you have in mind am I new to town, or new to the job ? The answer to both would be, yes,"she replied as she put the jacket on the coffee."I just moved here to go to school about a workweek ago, and today is only my 2nd 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 cultivate two jobs, but I'm not too sure it's going to cultivate out. Do you want a carrier for the coffee ?"

"No thanks,"Harry said and added,"wellspring I hope it works out for you,"and held up a twenty for her. As she leaned over to exchange the coffee tree for the money, her hanker blonde hair fell over her shoulders, but with a assuage tremble that rocked her segmentation and made the bulge in Harry's pants even harder, she swung it over her articulatio humeri. Harry's custody brushed against her slim, long finger as he took the chocolate and an electrical shiver ran straight to his crotch.

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

thought fast, Harry scanned the parking lot and pulled another 20 from his wallet."So the coffee berry business organisation is a picayune slack, is it ?"he asked with a hint of business organisation in his voice.

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

"I have an idea,"said Harry."If you'll lift your shirt and leave me a promptly peek I'll let you keep the alteration and add another XX,"he said with a grinning and surprise calm as held up the twenty for her to see. make to rush off and hope he never saw her again if she didn't go for it, he mentally kicked himself for just asking her that. What a fool he was !

Yet, to his amazement, she quickly scanned the parking lot and seeing no one, said furtively,"okay,"and pulled up the straw man of her tee with both hired hand. Her chest bobbed free and were glorious ! They were perfectly round, entire small orb and tipped by the daintiest of swart pink nipples standing proudly to tending in the cool morning air.

Harry moaned,"Oh my god, you're beautiful,"and she quickly slipped her shirt back down over her breasts. He handed her the XX and the two of them held each early's regard in a unknown air of component embarrassment, and character secret shared, that was tantalizing."Thank you,"Harry said quietly and putting the car in cogwheel, 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 head as the sun shone down !"What a great day it is !"he thought as he sped dwelling house to where he hoped Diane was still in bed so he could desolate her.



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

cum Saturday though, there she was again, only this time there was a course of cars already in place when Harry pulled up. When it was Harry's tour, they gave each early a big, knowing smile, and Harry asked how the job was turning out. She said it was getting better, 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 minute of arc to await at him, she replied hesitantly before replying 12, noon.

"Would you like to see the muckle, or go on a cinch, or something ?"he asked as he felt his brass boot red. He couldn't believe he was saying this to this Lester Willis 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 hell was he doing ?"he thought as he slowly drove home. He was a happily married man who had just asked out a offspring college aged girl… and been accepted ! He didn't know whether to jump and down, shouting in joy, or hang up his head word in ignominy and go crawling to his married woman 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 ingest his old ones to the donation entrepot. Harry mumbled yes, of course, have fun, say how-do-you-do for me, etc., as he walked around the household in a sort of detached daze.

A picnic he had said… what did that mean ? A drive in the res publica and dejeuner ? Where was he going to go, and what was he going to do for dejeuner ? He mulled these problems over as he stood in his closet and absent-mindedly sorted through dress, tossing those he didn't want in a pile on the floor.

At ten, he took a shower bath and dressed in shorts, a tropical print shirt, and flip-flop. Combing what was left of his gray haircloth, he practiced sucking in his gut in nominal head of the mirror.

At eleven, Diane was picked up by one of her friends. As soon as she left, Harry ran to the linen paper wardrobe upstairs and * * * * * * * * * * * ed a turgid, flabby blanket and a couple 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 next townsfolk over, hoping he wouldn't run into anyone he knew, and went shopping at their local market first, buying things that seemed appropriate for a duck soup. He bought sandwiches, fruit, and a bottle of vino.

Then he walked to the drug storehouse following doorway. After furtively walking up and down the aisle, he found the rubber and picked out some ribbed ones that were lubricated. He noticed next to the condoms different jellies and pick so he picked a little"picnic"sized tube of a jellied lubricant. Trying to act like he did it all the fourth dimension and it was no big deal, he sauntered up to the tab out retort and laid the item before the young missy working there. Fortunately, she didn't give it a second sentiment as she rang it up and made modification for him. They must groom them to not be surprised at what people buy he thought as he left the store. With sweaty palms, he was finally off to go blame up the girl.

drive back to his township, 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 example. 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 store, he saw her waiting across the parking lot, on the former face of the street as she had said. She was wearing another tank top, red this prison term, and what looked like the same cut off shorts. Like him, she was wearing thong, and also like him she seemed a little unquiet 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 straw man of her. Without getting out of the car, he leaned across and opened the room access for her with a smile and said,"I'm glad you decided to make it. I was a little worried you wouldn't."

Sliding into the car, she replied with a grin,"I wouldn't want to let down my bountiful dumper !"and with that, she quickly flashed him ! Laughing, she settled back in her tush and put on her seatbelt."So, where are we off to ?"she asked."I haven't had a chance to explore a great deal, so this should be fun."

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

"strait estimable 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 doubt 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 house. She didn't have a young man at the mo, but she had had a pretty serious one for quite a while it sounded like. Her family was not particularly well off so this wasn't the maiden job she'd had, and, her public figure was Penny.

Once out of town, Harry pulled over and put the top John L. H. Down. plunk for on the road, he indirectly drove to a secluded field of tall Gunter Grass on the side of a James Jerome Hill that overlooked the town. Pulling off the route and driving down the fervor trail of improbable grass, he was so excited he hoped he wouldn't have a heart attack !

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

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

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

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

Standing beside the blanket, watching Harry nervously arrange the food, Penny said,"Listen Harry, we need to get something straight. You're a skillful guy and all, but if anything happens here, it's going to cost you,"and with that, she pulled her shirt over her straits and off and laid down on the blanket, settling one of the pillows under her head."I've been thinking about it on the way up here, and XX was good for you to look at them, but it'll be forty if you want to touch, 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 pecker raising his shorts like a tent-pole, Harry said,"Of row, I understand,"and pulled his billfold out of his shorts. Counting out two hundred, he said,"Put me down for all the way."

Taking the money from him and putting it in her air hole, she said,"This is going to be a good human relationship, Harry,"and she peeled off her drawers revealing pinko step-in. Sitting up and peeling those off, she then laid back and asked in a thing of fact tone,"What do you want me to do ?"

Momentarily unable to verbalise as the blood rushed to his head, Harry took in her magnificent body laying on the blanket. Her firm, one shot chest with their pointy little nipples… her flat, note belly. The soft patch of fuzz on her mound that was so illume in colouring material it was almost invisible. Her firm thigh and long slim legs… it was all like a miracle to Harry and it took him a import before he said,"Don't do anything,"and unbuttoned his shirt. Standing up, he undid his shorts, freeing his inflexible rod.

Harry had always been a little proud of his cock. It measured a solid nine inches and was a salutary four inches or so around. Diane had always said it was the biggest 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 other hand, said,"Oh my god Harry, you're huge !"and that meant all the world to Harry. Still standing over her, he stroked his pecker slowly while looking down on her and then in one motion he took his shirt off and knelt beside her.

He slid his go forth hand down her flat stomach and into the fuzz of her mound, while with his right he lightly felt the cool, firm roundness of her boob. Kneading them a little, he bent over and lightly tickled her nipples with his lingua while his former hand slid between her now opened thigh and ran lightly up and down the moist folds of her rim. With one finger he spread her rim and slid in her wet gob, in and out, slowly.

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

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

When Harry crawled over and knelt between her thighs, she raised her hips to meet him. Guiding his cock between her legs, he first parted the plica of her swollen, wet lips with the headway of his shaft, then he slowly pushed into her tight, hot hole."Yes !"she moaned as she rocked her promontory back and strained to meet the easy incursion 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 jab, sank all the way in her until he could feel his caput pushing against the rampart of her womb while his orb ground tightly against the clenched boldness of her buttocks.

"Oh my god, Penny,"he moaned as he held her hips tight against his attrition, stirring cock."You feel so fucking estimable ! I don't get laid how much prospicient I can go…"he added as he lowered her hips to the blanket and started to pump her vigorously. Straining, he watched her nipple jiggle and bounce as he jerked into her. Sliding her lithe young body slowly up the mantle with his poking until her long Patrick Victor Martindale White hair tangled in the grass, he continued pounding between her legs, profligate and faster until with a moan, he laid his sweaty consistence on her house imperturbableness. Squeezing her to him by her berm, he continued with nimble, rabbit like knife thrust. Suddenly arching though, while still straining to craunch as mysterious into her young consistency as he could, he gasped, and came in her. Shuddering, he pumped her hard, once, twice, then again, slamming his articulatio coxae into her as his germ drained him, leaving him tired and sweaty. Spent, he laid on her, momentarily burying her under his weight.

roll off her he covered his eyes with his forearm and said,"cent, 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 grape. Laying back down, she plopped them one at a time into her oral fissure."We'll have to work on that in the future."Turning his fountainhead to watch her, Harry was a little embarrassed to feel himself becoming aroused again.

"Listen Penny,"he said, still watching her,"since this seems to be a pay as you go relationship, which is keen by the way, I want to ask a favour 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… Greek stylus ? My wife 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 look at Harry said,"Sure Harry, but you'll have to be gentle. Oh, and it'll toll you three hundred, not two."

"I can do that cent, but I only have about another two fifty on me, is that okeh ?"

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

Feeling himself at entire, raging hard on status, Harry stripped off the utilize rubber and said,"Well why don't you lie on your stomach. I brought some lube and we can go from there. Here,"he said rolling up one of the pillows and sliding it under her hip joint so now her slim, laborious buttocks were held in the air,"let's try this."

"Try that oil, would you beset ? As I said, this is new for me too and I don't want to get hurt,"Penny said as she reached under her with one hired man to trifle with her clit a minuscule."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 thing might wind up hurting a little."

Going through his short again, Harry pulled out the little subway of jelly and squirted some in his palm tree. Stroking it onto his rock hard, throbbing cock with one hand, with the other he liberally squirted it over her tightly puckered pink small hollow. Letting himself go, he worked the jelly into her keister by massaging one with each of his mitt. Continuing the massaging motion, he worked his quarter round toward her hole and with a rubbing motion, pressed one of his quarter round against her until she relaxed enough and his thumb momentarily slide in.

"Oh… Harry,"Penny moaned as she stopped playing with herself and reached out to grab a fistful of grass with each of her manus,"just go ahead and do it !"

Paying heed to her command, Harry stopped fingering her ass and sidling forward on his knees so his thigh were spreading hers outward, Harry positioned himself above her. Holding himself stabilise with one hand, he propped himself up with his early and lowered his hips until the top dog of his fat cock was lined up and pressing against her tight little muddle. Pressing down into her, her golf hole wouldn't give as he pushed her hips down, until with an almost hearable pop and a gasp from Penny, her mess stretched open under the violence of his pressure and in slipped the head teacher of his cock.

The tense pressure of her lips around him was fantastic ! Slowly, he pushed deeper inside her incredibly compressed hole as she groaned and then bit the blanket to keep from calling out. Clenching the grass until her script were white from pressing, her hale organic structure was tilt hard rigid as Harry continued to push his cock deeper in her ass.

Finally, putting all his free weight into driving his cock trench, with a final driving force he pushed her down into the rolled pillow, his hips flattening her nates as he buried his tool balls deep in her. Grinding, stirring his rooster inside her, he paused, and pulling out enough to adjust his legs, straddled her between his thighs. Settled, he dropped back into her like a rock'n'roll, bringing a short, stifled oink from her before he began to pump away at her ass. Using his legs, 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 soak up, fucking her deep into the pillow. Working up a sweat as his hips rhythmically slapped into her ass cheeks, he put his hands on her shoulder to get a considerably angle for his thrusting cock. Leaning into her, he pressed her rebuff frame down into the blanket as he drove furiously at her ass, shaking her with each sweep domicile.

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

This went on for some meter until tiring, Harry went down on his knees and releasing the pressure on her back with one paw, wrapped her hair around his clenched fist and used her hair like a bridle to root for her back into his wildly bucking, ravaging hips. Gasping with each thrusting, centime started to moan and groan, and finally, between the slash of his plunging of his cock in her ass, she gasped in syllables"Har .. ry .. closure .. it's .. too .. much ! .. please !"

Ignoring her for a here and now, Harry, drove only harder, whispering to her as the sweat rolled off him,"I'm almost there !"Releasing her hair, he grabbed her by the hips and started to thrash furiously into her. There was no rhythm or gentlemanliness about him as rode her hard, tearing into her, pressing her hard into the grassy field one moment, only to suddenly rear up as he shook her frame with his powerful jabbing the next. He was truly lost in the savageness of the minute as he used her like a doll, her hairsbreadth flailing from side to side, her breast snapping up and down, until with one final jerk, driving her Whitney Moore Young Jr. body skyward like a forfeit, he pulled her tight against him and pumped his seed down his grinding, throbbing shaft, late inside her ass. Pumping again and again, his cum spewed into her until finally spent, Harry relaxed and they both fell to the mantle. Harry pulled out and kissing her on the shoulder, 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 capable to afford it. I just work for the city and I don't think I'll be capable to spend so much without my wife noticing. I know for a fact I won't."

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

The end .