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I knew Shannon from the old neighborhood. We lived a few doors down from each other as k**s and she was at least six years older then me so we never hung out together but I had a crush on her as a teenager. In high school she was tall about 5’9 and slender with shoulder length hair curly that was the color of a summer sunset, and in the 70’s she was wearing tube tops and short denim cut offs that affected me in ways that I didn’t understand then.
I actually met her again in a supermarket by accident. Now in her early 50’s her hair wasn’t as vibrant but still long and curly, she was still slender and tall with a hint of laugh lines around her eyes and mouth. She was looking at me and I noticed her and then she smiled and asked my name. We started laughing as we realized that we knew each other and started to quickly catch up 30 years of our lives. I had been married and divorced a couple of times and she was living with her husband not too far from the store. She was buying groceries for dinner and then quickly asked if I was doing anything and if I’d like to join her and her husband so we could talk and catch up on old times. Since my life revolved around frozen meals and fast food these days I quickly agreed to a home cooked meal. I helped her finish shopping and assisted her loading her groceries into her car. I noticed she had bought a case of beer and I commented that I wasn’t much of a drinker and she admitted that it was for her husband. She was in AA but her husband still drank and this was for him. Looking at her facial expressions at that point I could see a sadness come over her face. I didn’t mention anything but it was clear that she wasn’t happy.
I followed her in my car to her condo. Carrying the groceries to the door we chatted and laughed. She had called her husband on the way and let him know that she was bringing company for dinner. When we walked inside I saw her husband a middle aged thin and gruff looking man sitting on the couch staring at the television. Shannon introduced me and he responded with a mumble that I imagined was a greeting. I smile politely and we made our way into the kitchen. Dinner wasn’t anything extravagant spaghetti meatballs and garlic bread. While she prepared the meal we talked and laughed and I could hear the volume on the TV get louder. She smiled embarrassingly at me and I winked back at her.
Our conversation was punctuated by her husband Barry’s frequent trips to the fridge to get another beer and a slam of the door as well as gruff demands to know how much longer until dinner was ready. She seemed to ignore his rude behavior and carried on with making dinner cheerfully answering his questions. When dinner was ready we sat down at the table but Barry carried his off into the living room to eat in front of the TV. I didn’t want to get too involved with the situation but Shannon explained to me in hushed tones how her husband had injured his back on the job, was on disability, then started drink heavily and now spent most nights passed out on the couch. I really felt bad for her as she explained how her adult k**s now barely came by because Barry was always drunk and they didn’t want their k**s to see him like that and if she went anywhere for family events it was always alone. She stared into her coffee sullen and I patted her hand. She smiled and quickly tried to change the topic of conversation to me. We chatted until well after midnight and I noticed Barry hadn’t made any further trips to the fridge. She went to check on him, and she confirmed he was passed out on the couch. She then placed her finger to her lips and instructed me to be quiet; taking me by the hand we crept into the basement. It was finished as a TV room she said the k**s played their video games on the big screen TV but since they didn’t come over anymore it sat abandoned. As we sat on the couch we talked about more personal matters her eyes welled with tears a few times and then she’d smile telling me everything was going to be OK. I patted her hand and we made eye contact she came closer to me and we kissed briefly. It was just a touch. She said thanks and worried about me being tired. I reached across and kissed her again. Softly, tenderly she responded by placing her arms around my neck and fell back onto the couch. We made out like this for what seemed like hours kissing and fondling each other. My hands found their way into under her blouse and onto her bra. I rubbed her soft, small breasts through the fabric and her breathing quickened. She reached between my legs and felt my hardness. She sat up and lifted my shirt over my head, her mouth and tongue ran over my chest and nipples. I unbutton her blouse and removed her bra she covered herself embarrassed. She said she wasn’t as young as I remembered her and the years had taken their toll. I ignored her and exposed her breasts to me. They were small and soft but her nipples responded and as I kissed and licked them they hardened at my touch.
She stood in front of me and helped me remove my pants and underwear. She knelt before me her orange curls awash in my lap. She began to kiss my cock and slowly take it into her mouth. I sat there naked on the couch her head bobbing up and down sucking me and stroking me with her tongue. I was fully hard and aching as I made her stop and helped her to remove her pants. She sat astride me on the couch as she slowly lowered her wetness onto me. We kissed and I licked and sucked her soft breasts as she began to ride up and down on me. Her hair spilled over us hiding us in her veil. My hands grabbed her small ass and I pulled her up and down my cock. We spent many minutes like this. She would stop and sit with my cock fully engulfed in her and she would shudder in small climaxes. I was getting to the point where I couldn’t take much more so I began to lift her and increased the pace of her ride. I thrust my hips up into her and she began to pant as I came in a huge release, she bucked and flung herself backwards her hands on my legs as she wiggled her hips and coaxed my orgasm completely. We panted as she hugged me now. Our bodies bathed in a light sweat. I could feel me trickle out of her and we kissed.
Barry didn’t wake until 10 am the next morning by that time we had made love a few times I showered and left planning next time to meet at my house for dinner and breakfast.
I actually met her again in a supermarket by accident. Now in her early 50’s her hair wasn’t as vibrant but still long and curly, she was still slender and tall with a hint of laugh lines around her eyes and mouth. She was looking at me and I noticed her and then she smiled and asked my name. We started laughing as we realized that we knew each other and started to quickly catch up 30 years of our lives. I had been married and divorced a couple of times and she was living with her husband not too far from the store. She was buying groceries for dinner and then quickly asked if I was doing anything and if I’d like to join her and her husband so we could talk and catch up on old times. Since my life revolved around frozen meals and fast food these days I quickly agreed to a home cooked meal. I helped her finish shopping and assisted her loading her groceries into her car. I noticed she had bought a case of beer and I commented that I wasn’t much of a drinker and she admitted that it was for her husband. She was in AA but her husband still drank and this was for him. Looking at her facial expressions at that point I could see a sadness come over her face. I didn’t mention anything but it was clear that she wasn’t happy.
I followed her in my car to her condo. Carrying the groceries to the door we chatted and laughed. She had called her husband on the way and let him know that she was bringing company for dinner. When we walked inside I saw her husband a middle aged thin and gruff looking man sitting on the couch staring at the television. Shannon introduced me and he responded with a mumble that I imagined was a greeting. I smile politely and we made our way into the kitchen. Dinner wasn’t anything extravagant spaghetti meatballs and garlic bread. While she prepared the meal we talked and laughed and I could hear the volume on the TV get louder. She smiled embarrassingly at me and I winked back at her.
Our conversation was punctuated by her husband Barry’s frequent trips to the fridge to get another beer and a slam of the door as well as gruff demands to know how much longer until dinner was ready. She seemed to ignore his rude behavior and carried on with making dinner cheerfully answering his questions. When dinner was ready we sat down at the table but Barry carried his off into the living room to eat in front of the TV. I didn’t want to get too involved with the situation but Shannon explained to me in hushed tones how her husband had injured his back on the job, was on disability, then started drink heavily and now spent most nights passed out on the couch. I really felt bad for her as she explained how her adult k**s now barely came by because Barry was always drunk and they didn’t want their k**s to see him like that and if she went anywhere for family events it was always alone. She stared into her coffee sullen and I patted her hand. She smiled and quickly tried to change the topic of conversation to me. We chatted until well after midnight and I noticed Barry hadn’t made any further trips to the fridge. She went to check on him, and she confirmed he was passed out on the couch. She then placed her finger to her lips and instructed me to be quiet; taking me by the hand we crept into the basement. It was finished as a TV room she said the k**s played their video games on the big screen TV but since they didn’t come over anymore it sat abandoned. As we sat on the couch we talked about more personal matters her eyes welled with tears a few times and then she’d smile telling me everything was going to be OK. I patted her hand and we made eye contact she came closer to me and we kissed briefly. It was just a touch. She said thanks and worried about me being tired. I reached across and kissed her again. Softly, tenderly she responded by placing her arms around my neck and fell back onto the couch. We made out like this for what seemed like hours kissing and fondling each other. My hands found their way into under her blouse and onto her bra. I rubbed her soft, small breasts through the fabric and her breathing quickened. She reached between my legs and felt my hardness. She sat up and lifted my shirt over my head, her mouth and tongue ran over my chest and nipples. I unbutton her blouse and removed her bra she covered herself embarrassed. She said she wasn’t as young as I remembered her and the years had taken their toll. I ignored her and exposed her breasts to me. They were small and soft but her nipples responded and as I kissed and licked them they hardened at my touch.
She stood in front of me and helped me remove my pants and underwear. She knelt before me her orange curls awash in my lap. She began to kiss my cock and slowly take it into her mouth. I sat there naked on the couch her head bobbing up and down sucking me and stroking me with her tongue. I was fully hard and aching as I made her stop and helped her to remove her pants. She sat astride me on the couch as she slowly lowered her wetness onto me. We kissed and I licked and sucked her soft breasts as she began to ride up and down on me. Her hair spilled over us hiding us in her veil. My hands grabbed her small ass and I pulled her up and down my cock. We spent many minutes like this. She would stop and sit with my cock fully engulfed in her and she would shudder in small climaxes. I was getting to the point where I couldn’t take much more so I began to lift her and increased the pace of her ride. I thrust my hips up into her and she began to pant as I came in a huge release, she bucked and flung herself backwards her hands on my legs as she wiggled her hips and coaxed my orgasm completely. We panted as she hugged me now. Our bodies bathed in a light sweat. I could feel me trickle out of her and we kissed.
Barry didn’t wake until 10 am the next morning by that time we had made love a few times I showered and left planning next time to meet at my house for dinner and breakfast.
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