Karen's Hot Green Dress - Sex Stories

Karen's Hot Green Dress

... cars are the only thing that gives him a hard-on these days.” Once again, I gripped the top of the step ladder. I couldn’t believe Karen was talking like that, “Shit, girl… you can’t imagine the picture I have in my mind now. Hmmm…. If it were me, the Corvettes would just have to wait. Just ain’t no way a Chevrolet gives me a stiff one.” She gave me a quick hug and thanked me for the help. I really wanted to get a handful of ass cheek, or maybe some tit, but I was a good boy. I politely told her, “You’re welcome,” and stopped by the restroom to run off a batch of ball batter. What a relief… An hour or so later, Dave took his break and within seconds, Karen appeared in the doorway, “Hey, you got plans for Saturday? I need a little help moving some furniture.” “Richard won’t help?” “He’s going to Arizona. His mom has a headache… or maybe she’s planning on having one. Hell, I don’t care. He’s probably fucking her, or maybe his sister… maybe even his daddy. No… he’s probably sticking it in a monster truck’s exhaust pipe. Can you come help me out?” “Karen, I can’t think of anything I’d rather do than… uh.. ‘help you out.’ But you need to think about something. I’m 41 and you’re 32. I know, damn well, you could find someone much younger than me that would be absolutely dying to… help you.” “But I want you to help me, Don. I don’t care how old you are, you’re nice to me and you make me smile.” She turned around and glanced out the door, scanning both ends of the hallway. She used ...

... both hands and raised her dress, this time it showed her entire, FINE ass, “… and don’t tell me you want to pass on THIS.” “I’ll figure out something. What time?” “He’s flying out on Friday night, so come as early as you want. It may take all day to get everything done,” she smiled and winked. Just before she left, she repeated her statement, this time with a little more emphasis, “Remember what I said, CUM as early as you want.” That night I told my wife that I had to work on Saturday, “The warehouse supervisor has to leave town for a family funeral and they need me to be there, in the rafters, to watch the electrical contractors. They said it will take all day to change out the transformers, plus part of the day on Sunday. Bob should be back for Sunday, though. I certainly hope so.” I gave Carly a good, hard fucking that night, but all my mind could see was Karen’s young ass. When she got out of bed to take a piss, around 2am, Karen’s image had hardened my cock again. I grabbed the KY jelly and spread it on ol’ Fat Boy. As Carly crawled back into bed, I lined up her asshole and unloaded, again. “Goodness, Honey, what has you all stirred up tonight? I enjoyed the first round, but this one was a surprise… a good surprise, though.” I kissed my faithful wife and told her I was getting caught up ahead of time, “In case Bob doesn’t get back in town, I may have to set up the cot in the break room Saturday night. It’s too far to drive all the way home, then back early on Sunday. I ...