Gender: Male Age: 54 Location: USA
|Introduction: My wife the week before marraige gives a public show then finishes the production for me at home.|
I should have known then she was a closet exhibitionist, read stories “Seven year Itch”.
My wife and I read this one together and she still wont tell me what he said!
The day was a late March blustery afternoon, I was at work on my new job working loading material for building contractors.
I thought it would never end. It was the last day J would be at her mom’s house. She was expecting me to come help clean and do some last minute packing before the big move.
I was on the late shift closing so, I had to be there till 8 pm when the yard closed.
The boss’s son was my partner for the evening and he was an ok guy but tended to be rude and really base in his conversation.
So I was trying my best to stay on the other end of the yard to avoid him at all cost. So around 7 pm it was dusk dark and I was down by the sheet rock, sweeping up.
When I look up to see my red hot girl walking down the middle of the yard.
My heart skipped a beat and I checked my self to see how dirty I was and I was covered in dust so I ducked out the back and started trying to brush off before she found me.
By the time I get half way presentable the worst had happened Greg had spotted J and was heading to see what she needed.
He was not aware she was looking for me or that se was anything but just another, “Dumb Bimbo,” as he called all women who came in for material.
She was past him about 10 feet and I was still a hundred yards away with a 25 - 40 mile an hour wind blowing in my face yelling would be useless as well as impolite.
Her hair was up in a twisted braid and she had on the high heeled brown boots she loved so much with a beautiful plaid fall color mix wrap around shirt, and tight long sleeve blouse and I could tell by the way she was rubbing her arms she was cold.
I panicked for second as I knew Greg, if she stopped to talk to him he was going to make a move or say something crass and she would blush and maybe even smack him.
Almost as if it was planned by the guy the wind has a big gust and my beautiful little lady has her skirt blown up revealing her nylon covered butt.
Out of instinct she whirls around pushing it down and almost topples into Gregg’s arms.
It could not possibly get any worse, or could it. He quickly reaches out to steady her and leads her into the bay out of the wind. By now I am sprinting toward them to try and rescue her from this creep.
I turn the corner as she is settling her clothes and stammering her request, “where is Butch.”
“Who’s Butch,” he smirks, “I am the only one here, and I am at your humble service.” laughing at her blush he says, “Your wish is my command.”
He reached for her hand not sure why but I just had to stop and watch. She looked all around and said, “the gate guy said he was back by the sheet rock.”
“Where’s the sheet rock?”
He says, “come on I’ll show you.”
Gregg leads her out the back of the bay in the wrong direction.
I wanted to yell hey, or I am Here, or something but at that moment a customer who had driven up got out and approached all without any notice by me, he says, “are you ok?”
As he hands me a yellow ticket, I look down and groan it’s a trim order.
Trim is stored across the yard in the opposite direction.
I do the responsible thing and take the ticket and quickly load the order while Gregg gives my red hot girl the tour!
When I finally get rid of the guy I run in the direction they headed and I see her turn the corner headed where I had sprinted from 5 minutes earlier.
I head back the other way to meet them and when they round the corner I can tell by the way her head is down he has said something to make her uncomfortable and she is hurrying away.
When she gets about half way between us, she looks up with relief as she sees me coming.
The wind does it’s thing again, and now I get the show from the front while Gregg gets a good look from the rear.
Now she is torn, if she whirls around like last time she has to face him, so she just laughs and tries, in her lady like way, to act as if she ordered the wind show to please me and walks into my arms.
She explains, “she just came by to see where I worked and could I get some packing tape for the boxes.”
I was glad to oblige. But knew I was going to be listening to Gregg for the next thirty minutes so I said, “no problem but first what did Gregg say that made you blush so hard?”
“Nothing,” was her terse reply, “I will see you at mom’s.”
She rushed off to her car, and was gone.
I knew two things, one he had just seen the most perfect ass on the planet displayed in nude see through nylon,
Two, it was cold and her nipples were not just showing but standing at attention.
This was way too much information for anyone much less a crass jerk like Gregg.
I felt sorry for her but at the moment I was dreading the next encounter with Gregg.
It took about 5 minutes to calm down and get back on track closing the yard so I could get out of there on time.
Tape in hand, I was headed to the time clock. There was Gregg smirking as I approached, “so Butchy what a hot little show girl. What’s her name again, Ja…?”
“Well who needs a name, I got her measurements stamped in here” He chuckles, as he taps his head and grabs his crotch crudely.
Gregg, “I have one warning, she is hot no doubt but she also is 10 days away from being my wife so be very careful what you say next.”
“Hey, no problem, I know all about red heads they have hot pussy but it is hard to get,” he Quipped.
“I wouldn’t know Gregg, about Red Heads, as in plural but as for this one, for you, it would be impossible.”
“Yeah, give it a few years and send her back for another show, and I bet she will be ready for a real man.”
“At least give her a chance,” he laughs.
“ I will let her know you think she is hot, and that you think you might be able to find a real man in a few years.” “Now if you don’t mind, I have a date to take care of the “Show Girl,” for the next few years while you hunt him down.”
With that I hit the door and did not look back. On the way to her, all I could think about was those nylon trapped buns and cold nipples they needed some attention, I was definitely ready to give them.
Can’t explain why? But I was so aroused I had a wet spot where my throbbing member was stretching my tight jeans.
I arrived with a groan, “mom’ was home.”
Thought she had to work tonight but here we are my erection died immediately.
Nothing could kill passion like my gal’s mom. I entered the house quietly just in case she was asleep. No such luck sitting on the couch supervising as usual.
“ Hey Linda thought you were on the late shift?”
“ I am but I wanted to see J before she left,”
“Lord what time is it?” I looked over her head at the clock and said. “almost nine.”
“I better get changed,” she growled as she rose to go to the bedroom.
“Well, nice to see you, I will move my car.”
I left out and waited in the car while she changed and got going. I Was wondering why J had not come out of her room at all during this time?
When I finally got back to the door after Linda drove off it was locked.
Oh well I thought mom did it out of habit, so I knocked softly a few times, then a little louder, then I banged on the door with my fist, it was cold I was tired.
She came to the door and jerked it open, “where have you been?” I laughed out loud she was steaming. She spit the word more than spoke it, “jerk,” and tried to slam the door.
I caught it with my foot and pushed my way in, “Hang on here babe, what is the problem?”
“I can’t believe you made me stay here with her by myself why did you leave?”
“ Leave?, I did not leave, I sat in the car waiting for your mom to go, so I could pull in.”
“I didn’t want to park on her Holy Grass,” I groused.
“She just said you came in saw her and left.”
“ Sorry I should have found you and rescued you from mean old mom.”
“That’s twice today I failed you.”
“First, Gregg now mom,” J, grinned, “don’t remind me of that evil jerk.”
I could not help but break out in a laughing fit.
She was not amused, “awe come on babe what did he do!”
“Nothing,” and we were done talking about Gregg.
“Let’s pack so we did.”
Everything but what she had to have for the next day was boxed and taped, its almost 11 pm, and I am still in work clothes and the tension is so thick you can taste it.
All kinds of emotions come with the last night at the house you grew up in. I remembered moving out, 1 year earlier to go off to school.
I said, “if I am staying any longer I need a shower.”
“ Yes, you most definitely do and so do I.”
Well, “you know you will use all the hot water, so I go first or…….. we go together.” Laughing she said, “mom would kill us.”
“ What she don’t know can’t hurt her!” I winked.
“Let’s do this,” she reluctantly agreed.
We headed to the bathroom, when I could not hold it any longer, “Gregg, thinks you are hot, but red head’s are to hard to get so not worth it.”
“He sure tried hard enough.” she scoffed.
“ Really, he told me in a few years you would be back ready for a real man.”
I told him, I would let you know, “he thought he might be able to find one by then.”
He called you the little “Show Girl,”
I told him, “in ten days you would be my wife.”
She looked at me with a grin and said, “ready for the rest of the show.”
She pushed me back against the counter and backed away.
J, started unbuttoning her blouse, I was already aroused just from the talk.
I was already uncomfortable in my tight wranglers.
She did not seem to notice, as she put on her first strip show for me, I slowly began to undress and massage my throbbing manhood.
J had moved into the hall, as the bathroom was so small, so she could remove her boots.
I leaned against the counter and just watched her.
The light from her room backlit the show. By now she is in bra and panty hose.
I notice she has on no panties underneath the hose.
My mind flashes back to the windy show, 4 hours earlier, Gregg just ten feet away, no wonder he called her the “Show Girl.”
I could see the freckle line, from the bikini she wore sunbathing.
The thick red bush, I loved to run my fingers through, was not just showing but sticking through the material in a few places.
Wow, I got even more aroused, thought I might cum right then. I had to will myself back to the present.
She loosed those perfect tits, nipples, though no longer cold, still at attention.
J turned, bending at the waist putting her ass in my face.
Slowly rolling those tight nylons down, down, down.
When she finally stepped out of the feet of them, she turned and threw them at my face.
When she saw my huge throbbing dick, she said, “Well I see some one enjoyed the peep show.”
“I wasn’t peeping young lady, I was staring intently.”
She laughed and pushed passed me stepping into the shower.
I quickly joined her, and began to wash her back, then her beautiful ass. Wow, I am aroused all over again thinking of taking that rag and so softly scrubbing every inch of my show girl.
We stayed till the water got cold and then dried each others back and front and middle. Giggle.
Her bed was covered in boxes, I was definitely too far gone to take time to unload them, so I considered just throwing her on the floor.
But hey, even a show girl deserves to be treated like a lady!
I carried her to her mothers room as she squealed, “you are crazy, mom will kill us.”
I was already on top of her, before she could finish the declaration of certain death. Hell, what a way to die.
I entered her slowly, inch by inch lowering my stiff cock to the depth of her wetness.
I was determined to make her last night memorable, fucking a show girl, in her mom’s bed is a lot of motivation for a guy who happens to be madly in Love with Said Show Girl.
I knew her preferences, by now, I put both her legs over my shoulders, lifting her ass higher for maximum penetration.
As the show girl of my dreams I was going to make sure she got all she wanted.
From all the excitement, the windy revelation, knowing she had basically revealed her intimate beauty to a total stranger, to come home and revel in it while stripping for the love of her life.
We were both nearing our climax in just minutes.
I plunged hard, then pulled back slowly, till that moment she grabbed the bed sheets with both hands gritting her teeth, through clenched jaws she groaned, “fuck me hard.”
I then plunged in and out with the slapping sound of my balls becoming the only sound as we both held on for a powerful orgasm.
I pushed all the way in once more and held her while I came hard and deep into her, Hot Love Tunnel.
We stayed coupled waiting for me to shrink but as I watched the glow of contentment spread on her face I just got hard again.
I said, “lets try something I just read about ok?”
She said, “mister, right now you could do anything you want.”
I got off of her, coaching, her into position on her knees, I said, “get comfortable they call this doggy style”
She just giggled and said, “you know I am an animal lover.”
I entered her from behind. I immediately knew why this was so appealing to men.
The underside of my rock hard cock was now rubbing against her vulva and g spot with each thrust.
It didn’t take long to get into a comfortable rhythm as she began to buck back with each thrust.
I felt like I was being swallowed by a vacuum cleaner.
With her wetness coupled with my first load, we were making some love noises I had not heard before.
Wow, This was the best. Not only was I pounding my show girl for all I was worth, I was getting to watch the show girl ass swallowing my throbbing man tool.
I squeezed those freckled cheeks, holding on for the most powerful orgasm yet.
I came to a conclusion, no pun intended, Red Head Pussy, might be hard to get, but it was worth the effort.
Never did find out what he said to her? But knew he was right about one thing she was a little “Show Girl.”
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