Milk U Later - An Adult Story - Sex Stories

Milk U Later - An Adult Story

... cement side walk. I opened her front door for her. "Thank you!" said Emma. I smiled. I then walked behind her toward her living room. She stopped at the last door on the left of the hallway. "Maybe you be more comfortable down stairs. Follow me. My husband calls this his trophy room. I'm not allowed down here, when he is not home. But he is not do back until tomorrow now. Going to stay to help his Mother. This will be our little secret. The repairs to the van and you coming over today. Do you like hunting? That all my husband does in his free time. Every since he got fired from his 4th job in 6 months. He says.....Cause no one likes him. I don't mind working all the time." said Emma. I walked down the stairs behind Emma. I looked over her shoulder as her big breast jiggle under her tight brown blouse. I was waiting for her top or jeans to rip open from her flesh. We finally got to the bottom of the stairs. The whole basement was decorated in camouflage and hunting gear. There were photos every where of her husband catching different a****ls. There were heads or trophy of every a****l on the basement walls. In the middle of the room was a big tent. I could see it was zipped open. I could see a big inflatable mattress just inside. A cooler, and some camping equipment were just outside of the tent. There were even duck decoys spread around the room. I was waiting for husband to jump out behind a fake tree and yell surprise. I did notice there were no pictures of Emma. Only ...

... pictures of bikini clad women on posters, catalogs, and calendars. All were to skinny for my taste. Her husband must be crazy. There was a small wooden desk at the far end of the trophy room. There was a big camo colored Adirondack chair in front of the desk. Emma walked toward the desk. She sat on the edge of the desk. She pointed at the chair, for me to sit down. I sat down. The wooden chair leaned back slightly. "Isn't this place a little over the top?" said Emma. I smiled. "Looks like somebody might be over compensating a little." I said. She giggled. "So the bills. Over two thousand for my van and three thousand for yours. Wow! That is a lot of money. I'm not sure how long that might take me to repay you. Especially with my husband not working. I might have to tell him. What I did." she said. "You could tell him. Then he probably be mad. He might mount your head on his wall." We both giggled. "Maybe...Ha Ha... He does get mad at me sometimes." she giggled. "I'm sure he would never do that. Your to sweet and kind to be mounted on the wall. Maybe on his desk." I laughed again. "Thank you. It's been awhile since anything been mounted down here." said Mrs. Divine. I then thought in my mind. I love to mount her on the wall, on her husband desk or in this fucking camo chair. I looked around the room. Emma smiled. She tried to cross her legs, but her jeans were to tight on her thick thighs and legs. My curiosity was getting to me. I had to find out why she was breast feeding in her ...