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Picking Up The Pieces Ch. 04 free porn video
Chapter 4: Amanda’s Mom in Action
‘What’s the knife for?’ Brian asked.
‘I’m going to measure you,’ she said, matter-of-factly.
He let her undress him. She got down on her knees, knife in hand. ‘How should I go about this? When a guy says he’d nine inches, where does the measurement start?’
‘Just don’t stab me with that,’ Brian laughed.
‘It’s a butter knife, Silly. There are no sharp edges,’ she said, patting the underside of his cock with the blade.
‘That’s cold,’ he said, feeling his cock twinge in response to her touching it with the knife.
‘It looks like it needs some encouragement. Would it help if I take my shirt off?’ she asked, smiling up at him when she saw his cock respond to her suggestion.
‘Yeah, that would help.’
She pulled her T-shirt up, and raised her arms for him to pull it the rest of the way.
‘Did anyone ever tell you that you have nice breasts?’ he asked.
‘Do you like them?’ she asked, seductively.
‘There’re not bad, considering that you are an older woman.’
She smirked, concentrating on placing the knife handle against his pelvis, and checking where the head of his cock ended on the blade. ‘It seems bigger when it’s inside me. Do you think it would help if I took my jeans off?’
‘It’s worth a try.’
Peggy worked the zipper and lowered her jeans, exposing a spot of dark pubic hair above her slit. She sat on her butt, and pulled the jeans from her ankles. ‘Did that do anything for you?’ she asked, placing the knife in position again.
Brian’s cock grew to its full size. Peggy marked the place on the knife where the head ended, and looked up at him.
‘Perhaps some stimulus would help,’ he suggested.
‘Such as?’ she asked, sounding naively interested.
‘I don’t know if it would work or not,’ he said.
Peggy knew he was toying with her, but she couldn’t resist playing along. ‘Brian, I want to record a true measurement. This looks like seven inches to me, but if I tell my girlfriends that I got fucked by a seven inch cock, and it turns out that stimuli would have increased it to eight inches, I can’t very well go back and tell them that I was wrong. They would accuse me of exaggerating. Now tell me what you have in mind.’
Brian knew that he was really seven and a quarter inches. He also knew that his cock would not get any bigger, no matter what she did. But now she was toying with him.
‘A warm mouth and some tongue action might make it grow to seven and a quarter inches.’
She slapped the knife blade on the underside of his balls, and he thought he would pass out from the surprise. ‘A quarter of an inch is a quarter of an inch,’ she said, wrapping her lips around his cock’s head.’
‘Oh, my God!’ Brian exclaimed when he felt her tongue rotate the circumference of the bulb. She pulled off and checked the length, as if she could tell if his cock and grown a quarter of an inch.
She had the head back in her mouth when Brian decided he’d had enough stimuli. ‘A warm pussy might make it expand to its full size,’ he suggested.
She pulled away again, holding his balls in one hand and the base of he cock with the other one. ‘And where do you think we could find a warm pussy to try?’
‘You have one, don’t you?’
‘I…I suppose mine would work, would you like to try it?’
‘Stop teasing me and get on the bed. I’m going to fuck you doggie-style,’ he said.
She jumped on the bed, and looked back at him. ‘Is this what you had in mind?’
He pushed deep into her on the first thrust, and didn’t stop thrusting.
‘Brian, Honey, I’m sorry that I teased you. I promise to never do it again. Brian, Honey, keep fucking me, please don’t stop. Brian, I love you, please don’t stop fucking me.’
She shrieked when she felt his cum spurt inside her. He held on to her hips, keeping her from collapsing on the bed. They were both gasping for air.
She turned and crawled toward him as soon as he pulled out. ‘Did you hear me, Brian? Thank you for letting me use you. You’re the best thing that ever happened to me.’
They kissed, and he cupped the cheeks of her ass in his hands. She stayed the rest of the night, and they made love the next morning, this time with Peggy on top.
‘Call me if you get a chance,’ she said as they were saying goodbye.
Brian called her at ten AM while he was on his morning break.
‘Has news spread that you are engaged?’ she asked.
‘Yes, everyone knows.’
‘Good, now those girls I saw at the party won’t hit on you.’
‘What’s new there?’
‘My mom asked me if it was good. I told her I thought you got it in all the way.’
‘She didn’t say that, and you didn’t either,’ he laughed.
‘She used code words. She asked me if I had a good time. It means the same thing. I said ‘Yeah.’ That’s the code word for ‘he got it in all the way.”
‘Am I going to see you tonight?’
‘Not tonight, but we have a date tomorrow night. I need you to bring more inventory in from the barn.’
‘You’re using me,’ he said, accusingly.
‘Yes, and I’m going to use you tomorrow night,’ she said, giggling. ‘Listen to me. I sound like a sex-starved slut.’
‘You’re funny,’ Brian said as they hung up.
That phone call became a standard practice. Peggy never called him at work, but she looked forward to his daily calls. If it didn’t come exactly at ten AM, she knew he had been held up and would call as soon as he could. She always tried to be funny and provocative, limiting the business talk as much as possible. Brian didn’t try to hide the fact that his calls were to his fiancée, although discussion of becoming formally engaged stopped as soon as he realized she was fearful of committing.
~ Mr. Bennett was not receptive to loaning them the money for the new barn.
Peggy wore the same red dress she’d worn to the Valentine’s Day party. It was cut low, and showed a good amount of cleavage.
Mr. Bennett, an older man, sat across the table from her, and gave Peggy his full attention when she spoke.
‘We’re planning to build a new barn and do some other improvements. I’m sure that you can appreciate that we’ll be increasing the value of the property,’ she said, batting her eyes for effect.
‘I sold the property to Brian Driver. How does this concern you, Miss?’ the elderly man asked.
‘We’re business partners,’ she was quick to say.
‘We plan on operating a flea market when the weather turns,’ Brian added.
‘What if we pay the mortgage in full, Mr. Bennett? It would need to be in cash?’ Peggy asked.
Mr. Bennett scratched his chin, as if he were considering their proposition.
‘Is this money ill-gotten?’
Peggy looked around at the other customers in the café before shielding her lips with the back of her hand. ‘No, Sir, it was earned through honest efforts and ethical business practices. We’re just not ready to declare our partnership.’
Mr. Bennett was quick to respond. ‘In other words, you’re opposed to paying taxes on your earnings.’
‘Certainly not, Mr. Bennett. We plan to incorporate and operate by the book once we own the property. I’m sure you can appreciate our need to get this jump start,’ Peggy said, appealing to his sympathy for the struggling business person.
‘I have a bookkeeper. She’s carrying the mortgage as an asset on the books. How do you propose that we handle this transaction, Miss?’
‘We’re not asking that you deposit the entire amount at one time. As long as we know that you will accept cash, we can go ahead with the improvements. We’ll pay twelve payments per month for the next nineteen months. You must make cash deposits every day from this café and the hardware store next door. Some of your tenants must pay by cash also. You can simply add our payments to those cash deposits,’ Peg
gy reasoned.
Mr. Bennett clearly didn’t like the proposition. He raised one more issue. ‘I suppose you’ll want to avoid paying the interest?’
Peggy smelled success. ‘We’ll pay the appropriate amount over the next nineteen months. All we ask is your word that you will give us a receipt each month, and a clear title when we make the final payment.’
Mr. Bennett glanced at Brian before nodding his head. ‘You’ve got yourself a very inventive business partner, Brian.’
‘I know, thank you Mr. Bennett,’ Brian said.
Peggy looked pleased by the older gentleman’s compliment, and Brian’s agreement that she was inventive, but only for a second or two. She slid a fat envelope across the table, along with a prepared receipt.
Mr. Bennett felt the envelope, and seemed to know that he was to sign the receipt, which he did, commenting that his bookkeeper was going to kill him.
‘There’s still the matter of the barn, Mr. Bennett. Will you loan us the money to build it?’
It was obvious that Mr. Bennett was quite taken by the young woman, but he was also cunning, savvy, and cautious.
‘I’ll need a day or two to think about loaning you more money. I’ll tell you right now that I’ll need to see plans for the barn, and the payments will have to be by check.’
Brian assured the older gentleman that they would pay him by check. They shook hands and the elderly gentleman told them their meal was on the house.
‘What was your college major?’ Brian asked on the way home.
‘Home economics, but I didn’t graduate. I got pregnant at the end of my junior year and we couldn’t afford tuition and doctor’s bills too.’
Brian was apprehensive. Would Mr. Bennett keep his word, or would he let his bookkeeper talk him out of accepting cash payments? Also, they were clearly breaking the law. Would Peggy agree to enter into a formal business agreement before they were found out?
‘I can’t do this,’ he said.
They argued half the night, Peggy saying that she just wanted to get a head start, Brian contending that he wanted to be able to sleep at night. At one-thirty they reached a compromise. They would incorporate, each being an equal partner, and since Mr. Bennett had agreed to accept cash, they would use the cash in the box to make monthly payments.
There were some loose ends, such as how to bring the existing inventory onto the books, but both were anxious to make love and they agreed to resume talking the next day.
The red dress was no sooner off when they moved into a sixty-nine position. It didn’t take long before Peggy shouted in ecstasy, declaring that she’d had a big one. Brian had never been harder. He turned around and entered her while she was exclaiming about the way he had made her orgasm.
It only took thirty minutes to wear each other out, and they slept soundly, causing Brian to be late for work.
‘Did you get into trouble?’ she asked when he called her.
‘I took a lot of kidding. Everyone thinks they know why I was late.’
‘They would be right, wouldn’t they?’ she asked.
~
April was a busy month. In addition to incorporating their business, they came to agreement with Mr. Bennett, began construction on the new barn. Also, Peggy and Amanda became permanent residents in the small house.
Everyone was pleased with the new arrangements. Mr. Bennett was relieved when Brian told him they had decided to become law-abiding business people. Harry and Mary were sad to see their daughter and granddaughter move out, but they were happy that she had found a stable, loving, partner. Amanda was happy with her new living arrangement. It didn’t occur to her that the three of them were cramped. Peggy accepted the silver wedding band Brian gave her to wear, but she refused to make it official. Her legal name was still Stover, but she often went by Margaret Driver when the mood suited her. Most people knew that they were not really married, but no one made an issue of it.
They advertised the flea market in local newspapers and trade magazines. Ten dealers purchased table space the first week, eleven with Peggy’s table. Not wanting to compete with the dealers, she sold only collectibles at her table.
Harry and Brian took turns directing shoppers where to park. Mary and Peggy took turns tending Peggy’s table, and they all took turns keeping Amanda out of harms’ way.
Harry relieved Brian, and he went to Peggy’s table to get a cold drink of water.
‘We should sell soft drinks,’ he said to Peggy.
‘I’ll look into to it. We should have coffee available on those cold mornings, too.’
‘And donuts,’ Brian said, and they both laughed.
A customer stopped at the table, and became interested in an old brooch. Brian was having a second cup of water when he saw Mary coming from the house. She was carrying Amanda, who had just awakened from a nap.
‘Da,’ the little girl said, pointing to Brian. He looked at Peggy, whose mouth shot open in disbelief. Brian and Mary were equally shocked.
Peggy became so distracted that she didn’t hear the customer.
‘I’ll take it,’ the customer repeated, sounding annoyed.
‘Da,’ Amanda said as she and Mary got closer. She held out her hands, and almost jumped into Brian’s arms.
Peggy, clearly stunned by her daughter’s first word, asked her mother to complete the sale. She joined Brian and Amanda, kissing both of them, and putting her arm around his waist.
Later that night, they were in bed when Peggy berated Brian for steeling her daughter’s affection. ‘I’m not going to let you read to her any more. You’ve been teaching her to call you Da, haven’t you?’
May was an equally busy month.
Brian let it be known that he had never been this contented. He had never been busier either. He was making slow, but noticeable progress at his job, and he was busy every night and weekend, working on the barn, helping Peggy with business decisions, playing with Amanda, or doing odd jobs for the next door neighbors.
By the middle of May sixteen dealers were renting table space every week. They hired two teenagers, John to help park cars, and Sara to tend a snack bar where they sold hot and cold drinks, donuts, popcorn, ice cream, and even hot dogs.
John Larkin was a take charge kid, while Sara was reticent, and required more supervision.
Amanda’s vocabulary was increasing almost daily. Peggy cautioned Brian that he would have to clean up his language. ‘She tries to imitate every thing you say or do.’
‘I hope she doesn’t imitate every thing I say or do to her mother,’ Brian said, causing Peggy to blush.
Everything was running smoothly until the chief of police showed up, complaining about the traffic slowdown on the road. He said that if they wanted to hold the flea market next week, they would have to hire an off-duty police officer to direct traffic.
That night, Brian and Peggy went to bed too tired to make love.
June 2000
Mr. Bennett was a frequent visitor to the flea market. He pretended to check on the amount of business they were doing, and the construction progress on the new barn, but Brian accused Peggy of stirring his libido.
John and Sara were invited to work Saturdays, keeping the weeds under control in the garden, and cutting the grass where the dealers set up.
‘It’s Mr. Brown,’ Peggy whispered, handing Brian the phone one Saturday morning.
Brian spoke to the neighbor, and said he would be right over. ‘They can’t open one of the upstairs windows,’ he said to Peggy when he hung up.
‘I’m going with you,’ she said, and off they went, Brian carrying a small toolbox, and Peggy carrying Amanda.
Amanda stayed downstairs with Mrs. Brown while Brian and Peggy followed Mr. Brown upstairs.
It only took a few minutes for Brian to free the window so it would open and close easily, but when he checked other windows, he
wouldn’t leave until they were all operating smoothly.
As he always did, Edmond Brown offered to pay Brian, but as usual, he refused to take anything for his time.
‘Did you see the way the wall-covering is fading and peeling from the walls?’ Peggy said when they were on their way home.
‘Yeah, it’s in bad condition,’ Brian agreed.
‘Did you see the furniture?’
‘What’s wrong with the furniture?’ he asked.
‘Nothing, it’s old and it’s beautiful. Those antiques would be worth thousands.’
‘There’s more in the basement. Next time they call, I’ll find an excuse to take you downstairs so you can see it.’
Three significant events occurred in June.
1) The barn was finished. Brian, Harry and John moved the inventory from the old barn while Peggy and Amanda supervised. Much to Sara’s ire, she was assigned to weed control, and Mary helped. Mr. Bennett stopped by to see what his money had financed.
2) Brian was promoted. His new responsibilities included training new employees and monitoring their response to customer’s questions. In addition to an increase in pay, Robert had outlined a career path that he envisioned. Peggy invited her parents to the celebration. Amanda shared her cake with Da.
3) Peggy waited until her parents had left and Amanda was asleep before she rather nervously told Brian that she was pregnant.
‘I guess this means you’ll have to marry me,’ she laughed.
‘Can’t you be serious? This is no time to joke around,’ Brian scolded.
‘I know it’s serious, and you know that I have a bad record with guys I let take me to the altar. Your name will go on the birth certificate. Isn’t that enough?’
‘I’m not going to let a train hit me, but it’s up to you. The offer is always open if you change your mind.’
~
That’s how they left it. Brian didn’t want to be a pest, and Peggy thanked him for it. As her tummy began to expand, Brian thought she would change her mind about becoming Mrs. Brian Driver. He even went to Harry for a private talk. When Harry wouldn’t pass judgment on his daughter’s decision, Brian consulted Mary.
‘She’s happy the way things are. Be content that the baby will have your name, Brian,’ Mary said.
Brian, although elated that he was going to be a father, wondered why he had let this happen without getting a marriage commitment from Peggy.
Meanwhile, Peggy was preparing Amanda to accept her little brother or sister. ‘You talk to her,’ she said to Brian. ‘I can’t make her understand.’
Brian saw this as an opportunity. ‘Would you like to be my little girl?’ he asked Amanda.
The child thought for a minute, and nodded her head, throwing her arms around his neck.
‘Your mom and I are going to have a new baby. You’ll be a big sister, and I think you should pick out its name. Would you like that?’
Peggy was delighted at how Brian had piqued Amanda’s interest in the new baby. They suggested names, which Amanda usually rejected. She wanted to name the new baby Sara because she was fond of the teenager that came to her house to work on weekends. It was clear that Amanda wanted a little sister.
Peggy took every opportunity to accompany Brian when he went next door to perform a task for the Browns. Once she earned Mrs. Brown’s trust, she learned that the antiques had been passed down through the families.
Brian was not surprised when he learned that Peggy had volunteered to help with housework for the Browns. She washed the china and glass pieces that were stored in cabinets throughout the house. She had Brian bring antiques from the basement, which she washed or cleaned, and repackaged to be returned to storage.
The visits to check on the Browns became more frequent, often occurring in the middle of the night when one of the old people became concerned about their mate. Peggy often went with him.
Brian watched Peggy size up the rooms in the Browns’ home. He almost knew that she was longing for the opportunity to redecorate the rooms, making changes in her mind, deciding how her family would use each room.
Brian conceded that they needed more space. The new barn was overflowing with inventory, often expanding into the living room of the small house.
Nor was Brian surprised by the frequent visits by Mr. Bennett. The elderly gentleman was obviously consumed by Peggy and the fetus that was growing inside her.
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