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"Great!" said my dad. His attention immediately went back to his roommate and within seconds they were reliving a water-fight against the Tri-Delts that ended in a boisterous slip and slide party on the lawn in front of Old Main. The wife started to clear the table and, doing my best to hide my erection, I helped.

"Hey, honey," said the roommate. "Get it ready but give us a few minutes. I want them to see the pool."

"It's November. The pool is empty and covered."

"We'll just take a quick look, honey. Get the dessert ready, we'll be back in a flash." And off they went.

"A flash, my ass," said the wife. One hand filled with salad bowls, she reached for her scotch but she knocked it over by mistake. "Shit."

I started to clean it up but she barked at me, "Leave it. It's good for the wood," a comment that made her squeal with drunken laughter. "Follow me."

So, balancing a stack of dinner dishes and silverware, I followed her into the kitchen. Carefully placing everything on the counter by the sink, I saw that she was not exercising similar caution. She literally dumped the bowls into the sink and one of them shattered.

"Here, let me get that," I offered but she had other plans. I still had a few dishes in my hand when she made her move.

"I gotta see that cock," she said, sinking to her knees and grabbing my crotch. As she unzipped my pants, I played the polite guest and began protesting.

"But what if-"

"I just gotta see it." She had it out now and was stroking it vigorously.

"What if they come back?"

"What if they do?" she shrieked. I tried to protest again.

"Look, I really think if they-" but that's all I could get out before she took me deep into her mouth. That shut me up. She took spit on my dick then lashed the head with her tongue a few times. She went back to work, taking it so deep that she gagged. But she didn't stop and as turned on as I was, I was also getting panicky. How far away could the pool be? And since it was November in central Pennsylvania, what were they going to do? Go for a swim?

"My tits are new. Wanna see them?"

She didn't wait for an answer and a second later one of them was in my left hand. The dishes were still in the other. Suddenly, a peal of laughter, sounding perilously close, came from behind the house.

"Jesus Christ, they're coming back!"

"He loves that fucking pool. They'll be out there for another 20 minutes at least. They have to see the pool house." She put my cock between those luscious lips and sucked like there was no tomorrow.

"Hey, kids, let me show you the pool house!" It was her husband's voice coming from the same spot as the laughter had come moments earlier. Conversation continued but was getting farther away from us and I relaxed a bit.

"See what I mean?" she said. "There's plenty of time for you to fuck me."

She lifted her skirt and pulled a particularly skimpy pair of panties down her legs. She flicked her leg and the panties went flying across the kitchen and dangled on a cabinet knob above the sink. She sat up on the kitchen counter, spread her legs and said, "Show me what you can do, college boy."

She was quite a sight, I must say. Her blouse hung open revealing her luscious, man-made cleavage--one of her breasts was visible, draped over the sheer fabric of her skimpy bra. Her hair, so neatly pinned back only moments ago was now a mass of loose strands hanging around the edge of her face, her skirt was jammed up underneath and her wet pussy, the sweet scent of which filled the air, hung out like a flag on the fourth of July. It was shaved clean except for a well-trimmed V tapering off as if to provide directions-insert here. I stared at her for a moment.

"You do want to fuck me, don't you?"


"Then come on," she urged, spreading her well-toned legs just a little wider. "Fuck me."

I pushed my Dockers to my ankles, reached around her to grab her ass and pulled her towards me hard.

"Atta boy!" she said quietly before letting out a low moan

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