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“Timmy Taylor, is that really you?” she said.
I was staring at a vaguely familiar, very mature prim and proper looking lady.
“Uh, yes I’m Tim Taylor,” I responded.
“I’m Hattie McGuire. Don’t you remember me?” she said.
I had returned to my hometown of Mansfield, Ohio after thirty years. We had moved to Shawnee Mission, Kansas when I was ten years old. My father was a Vice President of United Telephone Company of Ohio (UTO) and had taken a position of a Corporate Officer with United Telecommunications, the parent company of UTO. United was the third largest Independent Telephone Company in the US and had nine operating companies spread over twenty-three states.
I had vague memories of Mansfield, albeit fond memories. Especially those of my boyhood friend Ronnie Carpenter. I was hoping I could track him down and find out what he has been doing all these years.
My mother had recently passed away, but before she did, she shared with me why we had left Mansfield. My father had been on track for the Presidency of UTO until it was discovered he was having an affair with a prominent lady of the community. To avoid a public scandal, he accepted a corporate position in Shawnee Mission. I only knew that we had moved away very abruptly.
My mother really loved my father. That, and for the sake of me and my two siblings, she decided to not seek a divorce. They remained together until he passed from a sudden heart attack five years ago. My mother remained grief-stricken until her passing six months ago.
Now here I was, a forty-year-old bachelor trying to rediscover my roots. I had visited the cemetery where many of my ancestors were buried. The Taylor clan occupied a prominent section of Murray Hill Memorial Gardens. It was leaving the Gardens that I encountered Hattie McGuire.
“Why, yes, I do Mrs. McGuire, you were our next-door neighbor,” I said.
“Please call me Auntie Hattie. That is what you did as a child,” she said.
“Auntie Hattie, I had forgotten that, but yes I remember now,” I responded.
“Timmy you are the spitting image of your father when he was your age. So tall and handsome, I would have known you anywhere,” she said.
“That is very kind of you Mrs. McGuire, I mean, Aunt Hattie,” I replied.
“Please come to my house and visit with me, we have so much to talk about,” she said,
Aunt Hattie lived next door to us, and I was wanting to see the old home place, so I readily agreed. I offered her a ride in my rental car, and soon we were arriving next door to where I spent my early years growing up. It was an old neighborhood, but yet still well maintained in a better part of town near Clear Fork Lake. A lake that Ronnie and I had swum in and fished.
Once inside Aunt Hattie’s house, things began to look somewhat familiar. My mother and Aunt Hattie had been friends, but strangely, mom never mentioned her after we left Mansfield. Over tea, we discussed reminiscences from years past. I asked about Ron Carpenter and she told me Ronnie was a very successful businessman but lived in nearby Galion, Ohio. After finding out that I was staying in a motel along Interstate 70, Aunt Hattie insisted I stay with her. Later that I day, I checked out of my motel and moved to Aunt Hattie’s old but stately home.
The next day, I made contact with Ronnie and he was very surprised but happy to hear from me, after all these years. We made plans to get together, the following day.
That evening, Aunt Hattie made a delicious dinner, followed by cocktails. Relaxing over our drinks, we continued to reminiscence over old times. Aunt Hattie surprised me when she told me she thought my dad had been a very handsome and sexy man, and that she'd had a crush on him for many years. She also talked about how she never married and was very surprised that I had never married either. She never mentioned my mother.
After her third cocktail, her conversation returned to my father and how attractive she thought he was and how much I reminded her of him. Handing me a fresh drink, she accidentally spilled some on my lap. Instinctively, she started to brush the spilled drink and was rubbing my cock through my pants. She was surprised to find my cock was semi-hard. Hell, I was just as surprised. This lady was at least seventy years old, yet still very attractive. My cock was hardening.
Stopping the brushing, she took hold of my cock, and said, “Oh my, Timmy, you have a monster in your pants.”
Before I knew what was happening, she had my cock out and was engulfing it in her mouth. This was not the first cock this woman had ever sucked. She was good and knew what she was doing. An old maid that sucked cock like a pro. How could this be, I wondered. I have had many blowjobs by both men and women and usually thought men sucked better, but this old lady was sucking me better than anyone had ever sucked me before. Her mouth was like a vacuum.
Using tricks I was not familiar with, she relaxed her throat muscles and deep throated my entire nine inches of thick cut cock. Wow, what a blowjob!
This fantastic oral service I was receiving had me on edge in no time, and I said, “Aunt Hattie I’m going to cum.”
This only caused Aunt Hattie to intensify her efforts and I blew an entire week’s load of cum down her throat to her belly.
As she withdrew from my cock she was scrapping it with her teeth, sending chills up and down my spine and a last rope of cum shot into her mouth. Raising up from my cock, she kissed me, plunging her tongue into my mouth and sharing that last rope of cum. It was not my first taste of cum, and would not be my last taste of cum, but it was the first time I tasted my own cum.
“Timmy you have a magnificent cock, and such tasty cum. I want you to fuck your Aunt Hattie. Tonight, you will be sleeping in my bed.”
I only knew I had just received the blowjob of a lifetime and I could not wait to fuck this prim and proper old maid. Where had she acquired such skills, I wondered.
Reaching her bedroom, she wanted me to undress her. I slowly removed her clothes to find a fairly toned body with large and sagging breasts and a cunt that had a full blonde bush. I was quickly down suckling those big sagging tits, causing her to loudly moan. At the same time, I started working her pussy with my fingers and found a very warm and wet cunt.
“Eat me, Timmy,” she pleaded.
After the blowjob she had given me, how could I refuse. I went down and snaked out my long tongue and made contact with her pussy lips, eliciting a loud moan. The pubic hair was not exactly to my liking, but the sweet nectar emanating from her pussy more than made up for it. Once I started sucking her clit, she had an immense orgasm flooding my tongue and lips. The screams had to be heard at our old house next door.
By this time, my cock had fully recovered and was rock hard. I plunged it in hard and went balls to the wall deep with the initial thrust. Aunt Hattie was screaming so loud that I was worried that the cops would soon be knocking at the door. I pounded that hot wet pussy for a solid twenty minutes with Aunt Hattie having multiple orgasms. When I could not hold it anymore, I let loose and experienced a fantastic orgasm. I was screaming right along with Aunt Hattie.
Who would have believed that a seventy-year-old lady would have given me the blowjob and fuck of a lifetime?
The next day, I drove over to Galion and met my childhood friend Ronnie. We were both overjoyed at our long overdue meeting. After discussing what we had done over the past thirty years, I casually mentioned that I was staying with Aunt Hattie. Ronnie was stunned.
“Tim, don’t you know why your family moved to Kansas?” He asked.
“Yeah, my dad took a position at the corporate headquarters,” I said.
“Tim, I don’t know how to break this to you, but your dad was fucking Aunt Hattie. Once your mother found out, it was decided they should move to avoid a scandal and a possible divorce. I thought you knew,” he said.
I was flabbergasted. I absolutely knew nothing and said so.
“Ronnie, I never knew, but I can understand my dad fucking her. I fucked her last night and she gave me a fab BJ. She is an awesome lay even at her advanced age,” I said.
“Damn like father like son,” he replied.
Later, after returning to Mansfield, I confronted Aunt Hattie with what I had found out.
“Timmy, I was hoping you would never find out. I loved your dad dearly and he fucked me so good, but he loved your mother and would not leave her, so I was content to have him fuck me when the opportunity was there. But secrets are hard to keep and we were found out. Thus, his move to Kansas. I have had various lovers over the years, but nothing compared to your dad, until last night, and, as a wise philosopher once said, it was Déjà Vu all over again.”
Déjà Vu was repeated several more times before I returned to Shawnee Mission. While I was not happy learning my dad had cheated on mom, after fucking Aunt Hattie, I could surely understand why.
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