Harold, or Harry to his champion, was a pretty normal middle-aged guy living in a pocket-size Town in NE. He had a family, a veritable job at City dormitory that didn't bring him into the world's eye, and a pretty married woman named Diane that he'd been faithful to for the finis twenty-one years of his life.

Harry never gave any intellection to the idea of a mid-life crisis, yet he had recently bought a used footling convertible security 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 pail of margaritas on a Saturday 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 wait like and couldn't be bothered to await it up. It was worth joking about, but not taking seriously, until finale William Ashley Sunday that is.

Saturday night, Harry and Diane had stayed up with their neighbors, Trish and Dave, drinking margaritas a little later than usual. Toward the end of the eventide when the margaritas were running low, Harry had brought out a xii year old bottleful of one malted whiskey and he and Dave had downed a steadfast three fingers worth, not once, but twice, so when Sunday morn rolled around, Harry was in fairly bad build. He woke up betimes with hot, red center and an acid gut that gave his all being a smoky, burned electrical soupcon. Stumbling into his apparel from the night before, he pulled a baseball hat on, put on his shades, and trudged out to his convertible. He put the top down even though it was a piffling too brisk yet, and slowly force off to buy the usual latte for Diane and pitch-dark java with one sugar for himself.

Driving across the small country Town, he wasn't thinking much… just feeling sort of shamed about how much he had wino and whether Diane was going to give him heartache when he got house. Making the usual promises to himself to blockade drinking so much, he pulled into the parking lot of the farm store where his habitue chocolate shop class was located. One cool thing about driving a short mutant car he thought to himself as he sped by signs for Saint John Deere and one shot Up, is the coffee girl has to lean way over to hand him the coffee tree, thus adding a beautiful shooter of her cleavage to go with his gild. Perfect ! He wondered who it would be today as he pulled up under the window.

He was pleasantly surprised when a new miss came to the window. It was always hard to recount how tall a young woman was when they were in the window above him, but this one seemed pretty short, albeit unbelievably striking. She was thin and paler than he usually cared for, but she had this baffle straw-like, fly away light-haired fuzz that was almost white. She was wearing a pissed dark blue tank car top that was concealing what appeared to be beautifully full, yet small, melon like breasts. As they exchanged the usual pleasantries of good morning, his glimpse 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 little to hold back himself.

After ordering the latte and blackamoor coffee tree, he hungrily watched her as she worked the automobile. Fortunately, the ledge of the window was low enough that he could see she was wearing pie-eyed cut-off shortstop that hugged a high, stiff ass. He found himself wondering if she was wearing scanty, since she didn't seem to be wearing a bra, as he worked his wallet out of his scoop and noticed he had a few more twenty dollar bill than he thought.

"So are you new here ?"he asked, trying unsuccessfully to mean 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 caps on the coffee."I just moved here to go to schooling about a week ago, and today is only my second 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 work two caper, but I'm not too trusted it's going to work out. Do you want a carrier for the coffee ?"

"No thanks,"Harry said and added,"well I hope it works out for you,"and held up a 20 for her. As she leaned over to exchange the burnt umber for the money, her longsighted blonde hair's-breadth fell over her shoulder joint, but with a soft shake that rocked her segmentation and made the hump in Harry's gasp even harder, she swung it over her shoulder. Harry's hands brushed against her thin, long fingers as he took the coffee 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.

Thinking fast, Harry scanned the parking lot and pulled another twenty from his pocketbook."So the coffee concern is a small tardily, is it ?"he asked with a lead of headache 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 enough in tips, but it's not going too well so far."

"I have an estimate,"said Harry."If you'll lift your shirt and give me a nimble peek I'll let you maintain the modification and add another twenty,"he said with a smile and surprising calm air as held up the twenty for her to see. prepare to speed 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 astonishment, she quickly scanned the parking lot and seeing no one, said furtively,"okeh,"and pulled up the front end of her tee with both workforce. Her breast bobbed devoid and were glorious ! They were perfectly round, full trivial globe and tipped by the daintiest of dusky pink nipples standing proudly to attention 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 twenty and the two of them held each other's regard in a unknown air of part embarrassment, and part secret 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 former and Harry sped off, angels singing in his head as the sun shone down !"What a peachy day it is !"he thought as he sped home to where he hoped Diane was still in bed so he could lay waste to her.



Harry usually didn't go to the burnt umber shack during the hebdomad, but this workweek he did. Unfortunately, the girl wasn't there and his hope flagged. Maybe she had been forced to get a unlike job after all.

come Sabbatum though, there she was again, only this metre there was a line of cars already in place when Harry pulled up. When it was Harry's turn, they gave each former a big, knowing smile, and Harry asked how the job was turning out. She said it was getting intimately, 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 to look at him, she replied hesitantly before replying twelve, noon.

"Would you like to see the sights, or go on a picnic, or something ?"he asked as he felt his cheeks 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 duet of proceedings 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 Thomas Young college aged girl… and been go for ! He didn't know whether to jump and down, shouting in joy, or hang his drumhead in pity 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 supporter and if he wouldn't mind, would he sort out through his clothes so she could take his old unity to the contribution store. Harry mumbled yes, of course, have fun, say hello for me, etc., as he walked around the house in a kind of isolated shock.

A picnic he had said… what did that mean value ? 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 problems over as he stood in his closet and absent-mindedly sorted through apparel, tossing those he didn't want in a atomic reactor on the floor.

At ten, he took a shower and dressed in shorts, a tropical print shirt, and change of mind. Combing what was left of his gray hair, he practiced sucking in his gut in front of the mirror.

At eleven, Diane was picked up by one of her protagonist. As soon as she left, Harry ran to the linen closet upstairs and * * * * * * * * * * * ed a large, mild cover 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 succeeding town over, hoping he wouldn't run into anyone he knew, and went shopping at their local market first, buying things that seemed capture for a picnic. He bought sandwiches, fruit, and a bottle of wine.

Then he walked to the drug depot future threshold. After furtively walking up and down the gangway, he found the prophylactic and picked out some ribbed I that were lubricated. He noticed adjacent to the condoms different gelatin and ointment so he picked a minuscule"picnic"sized vacuum tube of a jellied lubricator. Trying to act like he did it all the time and it was no big quite a little, he sauntered up to the tab out counter and laid the items before the young girl working there. Fortunately, she didn't give it a second persuasion as she rang it up and made change for him. They must trail 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 nibble up the girl.

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

Pulling up to the farm store, 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 prison term, and what looked like the Lapplander cut off shorts. Like him, she was wearing flip-flops, and also like him she seemed a petty nervous 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 man of her. Without getting out of the car, he leaned across and opened the doorway 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 smile,"I wouldn't want to let down my freehanded dump truck !"and with that, she quickly flashed him ! Laughing, she settled back in her seat and put on her seatbelt."So, where are we off to ?"she asked."I haven't had a chance to explore a lot, so this should be fun."

Still reeling from seeing her pert tit so suddenly and trying to ensure his hard on, thank god he had worn a loose shirt and boxers, Harry replied,"I thought I'd show you the country side and we could stop for a walkover. How's that auditory sensation ?"

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

Harry sped straight out of town, cautiously avoiding anyone he might make love as he kept up a firm raillery of questions for the girl. As it turned out she had just turned eighteen the month before and this was the initiatory clock time she was away from family. She didn't have a fellow at the moment, 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 first gear job she'd had, and, her name was Penny.

Once out of town, Harry pulled over and put the top down. Back on the road, he indirectly drove to a secluded field of honor of tall pasture on the side of a hill that overlooked the town. Pulling off the route and driving down the fire trail of tall grass, he was so excited he hoped he wouldn't have a philia 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 supply and the mantle and pillows from the car. God he was lame at making idle gab 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 return pillows with them when they go on a breeze ?"and put the food on the blanket.

Standing beside the mantle, watching Harry nervously arrange the food, penny said,"Listen Harry, we need to get something straight. You're a nice guy and all, but if anything happens here, it's going to cost you,"and with that, she pulled her shirt over her head and off and laid down on the mantle, settling one of the pillows under her head."I've been thinking about it on the way up here, and twenty was good for you to appear at them, but it'll be forty if you want to match, 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 shorts like a tent-pole, Harry said,"Of course, I understand,"and pulled his wallet 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 pocket, she said,"This is going to be a good relationship, Harry,"and she peeled off her shorts revealing pink panties. Sitting up and peeling those off, she then laid back and asked in a topic of fact tone,"What do you need me to do ?"

Momentarily unable to speak as the origin rushed to his head, Harry took in her magnificent body laying on the blanket. Her firm, round breasts with their pointy little nipples… her two-dimensional, strengthen tum. The soft patch of fuzz on her hill that was so lighting in color it was almost inconspicuous. Her house second joint and farsighted 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 set Pole.

Harry had always been a little proud of his cock. It measured a square nine inches and was a skilful four inches or so around. Diane had always said it was the great 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 vast !"and that meant all the world to Harry. Still standing over her, he stroked his cock slowly while looking down on her and then in one motion he took his shirt off and knelt beside her.

He slid his left hand down her flat breadbasket and into the fuzz of her mound, while with his right he lightly felt the aplomb, firm roundness of her breasts. Kneading them a little, he bent over and lightly tickled her nipples with his tongue while his other hand slid between her now opened thigh and ran lightly up and down the damp crimp of her brim. With one finger he spread her lips and slid in her nasty mess, in and out, slowly.

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

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

When Harry crawled over and knelt between her thighs, she raised her pelvic arch to meet him. Guiding his cock between her legs, he first parted the folds of her swollen, wet lips with the psyche of his peter, then he slowly pushed into her soused, hot trap."Yes !"she moaned as she rocked her head back and strained to meet the slow penetration of his massive hammer. Slowly he slid in her until half way in, he held her by her slim articulatio coxae and with two quick in and out jabbing, sank all the way in her until he could experience his head pushing against the wall of her womb while his balls ground tightly against the clenched boldness of her buttocks.

"Oh my god, cent,"he moaned as he held her hips tight against his grinding, stirring shaft."You feel so nookie good ! I don't know 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 tits jiggle and bounce as he jerked into her. Sliding her lithe young soundbox slowly up the blanket with his thrusts until her retentive blank whisker tangled in the grass, he continued pounding between her legs, flying and faster until with a groan, he laid his sweaty body on her firm coolness. Squeezing her to him by her berm, he continued with quick, rabbit like thrusts. Suddenly arching though, while still straining to cranch as deeply into her young soundbox as he could, he gasped, and came in her. Shuddering, he pumped her intemperately, once, twice, then again, slamming his hips into her as his come drained him, leaving him weary 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,"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 fistful of grape vine. Laying back down, she plopped them one at a time into her lip."We'll have to function on that in the future."Turning his head to find out her, Harry was a little embarrassed to feel himself becoming aroused again.

"Listen centime,"he said, still watching her,"since this seems to be a pay as you go relationship, which is dandy 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… Hellenic language elan ? My wife has never let me do it that way with her and I've always wondered what, if anything, I'm missing."

centime paused a moment, and turning to appear 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 fifty on me, is that O.K. ?"

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

Feeling himself at full, raging hard on status, Harry stripped off the ill-used condom and said,"fountainhead why don't you lie on your tum. 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 hind end 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 bridge player to represent with her clit a small."Oh, and I don't think I'm going to get pregnant doing it this way so don't use the rubber would you ? I think those rib thing might meander up hurting a little."

Going through his shorts again, Harry pulled out the little tube of jelly and squirted some in his palm. Stroking it onto his stone hard, throbbing cock with one paw, with the other he liberally squirted it over her tightly puckered pink minuscule fix. Letting himself go, he worked the jelly into her buttocks by massaging one with each of his script. Continuing the massaging motion, he worked his thumbs toward her hole and with a rubbing move, pressed one of his thumbs against her until she relaxed enough and his pollex momentarily slid in.

"Oh… Harry,"Penny moaned as she stopped playing with herself and reached out to seize a fistful of Gunter Wilhelm Grass with each of her hands,"just go ahead and do it !"

Paying heed 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 sweetheart with one hand, he propped himself up with his other and lowered his rose hip until the question of his fat dick was lined up and pressing against her tight little hole. Pressing down into her, her hole wouldn't springiness as he pushed her hips down, until with an almost audible pop and a gasp from cent, her trap stretched receptive under the force of his pressure and in slipped the head of his turncock.

The strain pressure of her lips around him was fantastic ! Slowly, he pushed bass inside her incredibly crocked jam as she groaned and then bit the cover to go along from calling out. Clenching the grass until her hands were white from pressure sensation, her unhurt dead body was rock hard rigid as Harry continued to push his cock deeper in her ass.

Finally, putting all his weight into driving his hammer trench, with a final thrust he pushed her down into the rolled pillow, his articulatio coxae flattening her buttocks as he buried his shaft Lucille Ball deep in her. Grinding, stirring his dick 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 John Rock, bringing a short, stifled grunt from her before he began to pump away at her ass. Using his legs, he thrust his wide nine inches into her only to pull out so his top dog was visibly stretching her muddle back up, then down again he would plunk, fucking her deep into the pillow. Working up a sweat as his hips rhythmically slapped into her ass boldness, he put his hands on her articulatio humeri to get a better slant for his thrusting putz. Leaning into her, he pressed her rebuff put down into the blanket as he drove furiously at her ass, shaking her with each slam nursing home.

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

This went on for some meter until tiring, Harry went down on his genu and releasing the pressure on her book binding with one hand, wrapped her hair around his fist and used her hair like a bridle to pull her spinal column into his wildly bucking, ravaging articulatio coxae. Gasping with each stab, Penny started to groan and groan, and finally, between the slash of his plunging of his cock in her ass, she gasped in syllables"Har .. ry .. stop .. it's .. too .. a good deal ! .. 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 whisker, he grabbed her by the hips and started to slam furiously into her. There was no rhythm or gentlemanliness about him as rode her hard, tearing into her, pressing her voiceless into the grassy arena one here and now, only to suddenly rear up as he shook her skeleton with his powerful thrust the next. He was truly lost in the savagery of the moment as he used her like a doll, her hair's-breadth flailing from side to side, her tit snapping up and down, until with one last jerk, driving her young organic structure skyward like a ritual killing, he pulled her tight against him and pumped his seed down his attrition, throbbing cock, mystifying inside her ass. Pumping again and again, his cum spewed into her until finally spent, Harry relaxed and they both fell to the blanket. Harry pulled out and kissing her on the shoulder joint, rolled onto his vertebral column 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 sword lily 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, Penny, but I don't know if I'm going to be able to afford it. I just work for the city and I don't think I'll be able to expend so much without my married woman noticing. I know for a fact I won't."

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

The end .