Friends With Benefits
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I didn’t like my new job. I can’t say I hated it, but stocking grocery shelves at 5AM was not the lateral career move I had hoped for when I was terminated by corporate America. It had its perks after all. It was close to home and the hour commute became a 20 minute walk and it was nice to wear shorts all day. I was making money and the job had health care benefits, so I was OK with it.
I soon came to realize that the walk had lots of benefits too. The walk took me by a small house with a large garden. As the spring progressed the flowers in the garden began to bloom and a lovely lady began taking care of them. She was an older gal, a bit younger than me perhaps, tall and poised with auburn hair that shone red in the sun and brown in the shade. When I walked by at 2 in the afternoon she would be in the garden tending the flowers. As the spring became summer, her garden clothes changed from sweat shirts and pants to shorts and loose shirts over tees. Now that summer was in full blossom, tee shirts became less frequent under button shirts that showed off her ample chest. There were days when I could tell the color of her bra beneath the thin fabric veneer of her shirt.
One day as I walked past, she spoke to me over her fence and we began to have daily conversations. At first we exchanged pleasantries; hello, good afternoon, lovely weather, that sort of thing. But one day she was close to the fence as I walked by. She stood up and her tits seemed like they were ready to explode out of her shirt. They were impressive boobs, she must have been quite a gal when she was young. Even now, her body was full. Not fat and bulgy, just big hips and strong thighs supporting a curvy waist and those tits. Oh those wondrous, massive round tits. I could clearly see the pattern of her black bra through her white cotton shirt. Hints of lace slipped out as her cleavage peaked out of the barely buttoned shirt. I must have stared at the sight too long because she started to laugh at me. She was obviously used to men ogling her.
She mentioned how I always walked by at the same time every day and how she could set her watch by it. I told her about my job and how my walk brought me by her house. She suggested that perhaps I might like a glass of water on such a hot day, and I agreed that water would be nice. I was surprised when she opened the gate door and invited me up her path to the house.
Her house was small, but clean and filled with the trinkets only a single lady would collect. She poured the water and offered me a seat. I sat and she leaned over to give me the water and I got a peak at her pendulous boobs. She laughed again at my ogling and suggested that I might like a better look. She stepped back and slowly undid the buttons on her shirt, letting it go limply off her shoulders to the floor. Her tits were magnificent. The black lace bra was now fully revealed, and I could tell that she enjoyed me looking at it. I think she enjoyed seeing the bulge growing in my pants too, because she laughed again and leaned over and touched my hardening cock. At her touch, it twitched and longed to break out of its restraint. She reached her long fingers under my shorts and reached in to my cock, scratching it with her fingernails. Then with one motion, she released my shaft and it sat straight up, ready for action. She was ready too. She got down on her knees in front of me and pushing my legs apart took me in her mouth. She started to jerk up and down frantically on the hard shaft, making lovely sucking sounds as she pulled lightly on my cock. Her tongue and her lips worked together to engulf my shaft. She slowed and licked my dick from the balls to the tip, looking up at me with her sparkling green eyes. She sucked just a little as she held my glans tightly and licked just the tip. I held onto the strap of her bra with one hand and fondled her hanging breasts with the other. Slowly, I undid the hasps holding the bra on and it fell from her chest releasing her massive tits into my hand to fondle. She jerked my shaft with her hands as she smiled into my face and asked if I wanted to cum on her tits. Standing up, I took over with my hand as she leaned back on her haunches and held her tits up to my cock. I could now see her tits in full view and they were as soft and white as I had imagined. Except for a tattoo of three stars and moon on her left breast they shone white and unblemished. Her areolae were small and her nipples stuck out of the round mounds she held in her hands. It did not take much stroking before I shot my load. My first spurt hit her mouth and dangled from her chin, but the second shot landed firmly on target, right into the chasm between her tits. She rubbed the cum off her tits and licked the cum off her lips and kissed my sweetly and deeply, thrusting her tongue deep into my mouth.
As I pulled up my shorts, she giggled and stepped back, undoing the belt that held her short pants to her wide hips. She pulled her pants down slightly to reveal black lace panties that matched her bra. Pulling my hand onto her hot pussy, she suggested that next time, I could return the favor. Feeling her course hairs through the pantie, I agreed that would be a good idea. She didn’t know that I liked giving better than I liked receiving, so she was in for a treat.
But it was the tattoo that had me thinking. I spent the walk home trying to remember where I had seen something like that before. Then I had a strange thought. I pulled out my collection of old porn magazines from the 80 and 90’s. There it was! Among the dog-eared and cum-stained copies I found a lady with the same tattoo. In some layouts her hair was short and black, in others long and blonde, but the tattoo was unmistakable. Looking closer I could see that it was indeed a young version of the gardening lady that had so nicely sucked my dick. I had cum on those tits before many years ago, but now it was real. I still don’t love my job, but now I look forward to the commute.
I soon came to realize that the walk had lots of benefits too. The walk took me by a small house with a large garden. As the spring progressed the flowers in the garden began to bloom and a lovely lady began taking care of them. She was an older gal, a bit younger than me perhaps, tall and poised with auburn hair that shone red in the sun and brown in the shade. When I walked by at 2 in the afternoon she would be in the garden tending the flowers. As the spring became summer, her garden clothes changed from sweat shirts and pants to shorts and loose shirts over tees. Now that summer was in full blossom, tee shirts became less frequent under button shirts that showed off her ample chest. There were days when I could tell the color of her bra beneath the thin fabric veneer of her shirt.
One day as I walked past, she spoke to me over her fence and we began to have daily conversations. At first we exchanged pleasantries; hello, good afternoon, lovely weather, that sort of thing. But one day she was close to the fence as I walked by. She stood up and her tits seemed like they were ready to explode out of her shirt. They were impressive boobs, she must have been quite a gal when she was young. Even now, her body was full. Not fat and bulgy, just big hips and strong thighs supporting a curvy waist and those tits. Oh those wondrous, massive round tits. I could clearly see the pattern of her black bra through her white cotton shirt. Hints of lace slipped out as her cleavage peaked out of the barely buttoned shirt. I must have stared at the sight too long because she started to laugh at me. She was obviously used to men ogling her.
She mentioned how I always walked by at the same time every day and how she could set her watch by it. I told her about my job and how my walk brought me by her house. She suggested that perhaps I might like a glass of water on such a hot day, and I agreed that water would be nice. I was surprised when she opened the gate door and invited me up her path to the house.
Her house was small, but clean and filled with the trinkets only a single lady would collect. She poured the water and offered me a seat. I sat and she leaned over to give me the water and I got a peak at her pendulous boobs. She laughed again at my ogling and suggested that I might like a better look. She stepped back and slowly undid the buttons on her shirt, letting it go limply off her shoulders to the floor. Her tits were magnificent. The black lace bra was now fully revealed, and I could tell that she enjoyed me looking at it. I think she enjoyed seeing the bulge growing in my pants too, because she laughed again and leaned over and touched my hardening cock. At her touch, it twitched and longed to break out of its restraint. She reached her long fingers under my shorts and reached in to my cock, scratching it with her fingernails. Then with one motion, she released my shaft and it sat straight up, ready for action. She was ready too. She got down on her knees in front of me and pushing my legs apart took me in her mouth. She started to jerk up and down frantically on the hard shaft, making lovely sucking sounds as she pulled lightly on my cock. Her tongue and her lips worked together to engulf my shaft. She slowed and licked my dick from the balls to the tip, looking up at me with her sparkling green eyes. She sucked just a little as she held my glans tightly and licked just the tip. I held onto the strap of her bra with one hand and fondled her hanging breasts with the other. Slowly, I undid the hasps holding the bra on and it fell from her chest releasing her massive tits into my hand to fondle. She jerked my shaft with her hands as she smiled into my face and asked if I wanted to cum on her tits. Standing up, I took over with my hand as she leaned back on her haunches and held her tits up to my cock. I could now see her tits in full view and they were as soft and white as I had imagined. Except for a tattoo of three stars and moon on her left breast they shone white and unblemished. Her areolae were small and her nipples stuck out of the round mounds she held in her hands. It did not take much stroking before I shot my load. My first spurt hit her mouth and dangled from her chin, but the second shot landed firmly on target, right into the chasm between her tits. She rubbed the cum off her tits and licked the cum off her lips and kissed my sweetly and deeply, thrusting her tongue deep into my mouth.
As I pulled up my shorts, she giggled and stepped back, undoing the belt that held her short pants to her wide hips. She pulled her pants down slightly to reveal black lace panties that matched her bra. Pulling my hand onto her hot pussy, she suggested that next time, I could return the favor. Feeling her course hairs through the pantie, I agreed that would be a good idea. She didn’t know that I liked giving better than I liked receiving, so she was in for a treat.
But it was the tattoo that had me thinking. I spent the walk home trying to remember where I had seen something like that before. Then I had a strange thought. I pulled out my collection of old porn magazines from the 80 and 90’s. There it was! Among the dog-eared and cum-stained copies I found a lady with the same tattoo. In some layouts her hair was short and black, in others long and blonde, but the tattoo was unmistakable. Looking closer I could see that it was indeed a young version of the gardening lady that had so nicely sucked my dick. I had cum on those tits before many years ago, but now it was real. I still don’t love my job, but now I look forward to the commute.
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