Karen's Hot Green Dress - Sex Stories

Karen's Hot Green Dress

... enjoy our time together. I lost track of how many times we ate each other, but it was a bunch. We fucked a total of four times before I begged for a nap. The time was almost 5pm, so I gave Carly a call and told her that Bob wasn’t going to make it back for Sunday’s work day, “…so I’m just gonna grab a barbecue sandwich down the street and watch TV for a little while in the break room. I already have the cot set up, so I’ll be fine. I’ll see you sometime tomorrow evening.” She didn’t know how accurate her statement was, when she said I sounded tired. She also had no idea my dick was in Karen’s mouth during the entire phone call… An hour later, her doorbell rang; it was the pizza delivery guy. I reached for my jeans but Karen told me to wait, “I’ll get the door.” She opened my wallet and took out two twenties, “Watch this…” She was stark, fucking, naked when she opened the door and reached for the pizza box. The pimple-faced delivery boy almost dropped it on the floor when she handed him the forty bucks and said, “Keep the change, honey. Everyone knows I’m a ‘meat lovin’ kind of woman. Bye, sweetie.” We agreed that it would have been a winner if we’d have filmed it and sent it in to America’s Funniest Videos. We shared one more, slow, easy fuck when we went to bed at 9:30. As morning arrived, we showered, ate biscuits and gravy, and talked a while. About 9am, we enjoyed each other’s bodies for another hour or so, then it was time for me to head back home. “Don, you’ll never ...

... know how much I really needed all this. Yesterday and last night were absolutely perfect. I wish we could spend every weekend like this, but at some point, I’m sure you’d prefer looking online at Corvettes. After all, I’m getting older and less attractive every day.” I pulled her bare ass to me and kissed her, “You know what? For the rest of my life, every time I see a Corvette, I’ll remember this weekend. I hope it won’t be the only one I’ll spend with you. But, you’re right. You’re gettin’ old and breaking down pretty fast. We need to figure out another plan pretty fast, before you fall completely apart.” “She kissed me again, smiled and said, “Fuck you, old man. I’ll see you at work tomorrow.” Mondays were always very hectic at work. Around 2pm, Karen strolled into our office, wearing her red dress, with a handful of mail, “For some reason, all the mail got dropped on my desk, today. Here, Linda, this is for you. Jack, this one is yours. Don, there’s two for you. And… for Chester, this little package. See y’all later.” I had to hand it to her; there was no smile, no wink, nothing that would indicate her little extra ‘interest’ in me. One of my envelopes was an order for parts, the other wasn’t even addressed. I opened it first… I was glad nobody else saw it when I read the note, Help Old lady Really Needs You I wadded the paper and tossed it into the trash can. A few other assorted papers went in on top of it. I laid the parts order in my ‘outbox’ and picked up a blank sheet ...