Do I think I'm a Good Wife? - Sex Stories

Do I think I'm a Good Wife?

... home, 55 and older. They have competitions every weekend."

Well, I was really getting good, and I think the kid was just holding back.

"Take that bitch," I hit that old bag in the head with the ball. Carol, her friend, just laughed at her. We finally won our first game. "Loser! Loser buys lunch!"

We all laughed, but we did go to lunch together. They ended up being okay. The kid excused himself to go to the bathroom when Betty asked.

"So, is that kid fucking you?"

"Betty!" Carol said, "Stop that."

"What, you think a cute kid like that is just friends with this..." I cut her off.

"MILF."

"Are you two?" Carol asked.

"Yes, my husband travels a lot."

"Mine did too, I wish I had the guts to find someone to fuck me on the side," Carol said.

"I'd like him to fuck me now," Carol and I both looked at Betty and without a beat, Carol responded.

"Betty, with your old dried-up pussy, you'd need a can of WD-40 to slide anything in it." We all three were laughing as the kid came back.

"What's so funny."

"Betty wants you to fuck her," Carol said, and we laughed even harder as the kid started blushing.

It became a regular thing to meet Carol and Betty to play pickleball when Tom was away.

It was summer now, the twins were home, but working part-time. The kid had some kind of summer internship too. So, getting together had slowed down. Where we would occasionally get together a few times a week, we were back to just Wednesday afternoon.

He ...

... told this company that he couldn't work on Wednesdays because he had other obligations. As I said, this kid was a geek and instead of enjoying his summer, he was taking classes online. I'd be sucking his dick and distracting him while he was taking online quizzes.

"MILF, I can't fail this class." Well, then you better take care of me first.

I liked this kid. He was going to someday find a nice girl too. And he finally did. As they say, "All good things must come to an end."

Tom was away, the twins were working, and I met the kid at the motel for our Wednesday fuck session. He didn't want to play pickleball, he told me he just wanted to talk. I was happy because I had a feeling, he had met someone. The kid was casually dating, but one girl at the place he was interning caught his eye. He would ask me questions about where he could take her for dinner, I even went shopping with him.

"Kid, talk to me what's up?"

"MILF, I met someone, and I really like her."

"Kid that's great. Look, I knew this would never last forever, you're like 10 years younger than me." The kid gave me a smirk. "Okay, maybe 20 years give or take a year or two."

We both laughed.

"Do you want to tell me about her? Is it the one from where you're interning?"

"Yes, she's smart, has a nice personality, and funny too. If the internship works out well for me, we'll both be doing a semester internship together next semester. And she goes to school in Connecticut, so if I take the ferry, it's ...