Easter tale

I remember when the Gibson’s moved in next door, I must have been about eight. They weren’t that old but when you’re little anything over twenty is old.
I can remember hearing mum say they were newly weds and it would be nice to have little kids in the neighbourhood.

To me Mrs Gibson was the most beautiful lady in the world, even at eight, but this might have been influenced by the special treats she made at Christmas and the Easter egg hunt she used to organise every year. Being the oldest of five I was the first to learn the truth about Santa and the bunny so she would conscript my help.

I’m sure I was her favourite, and it took the pressure off Mum her going all this.

I was wondering when her own kids were going to start arriving and when I was twelve I asked her. She started crying and I didn’t know whether to run away or hug her. Surprisingly I did the latter and as she calmed down she explained that she and Mister Gibson were unable to have children.

It hurt me to see my beautiful Mrs Gibson so sad and I told her she was like a second mother to me.

“Oh Danny, that’s so sweet” she’d hugged me tight and it felt so good.

Growing older I stopped going over as much when football and girls came into the scene but we’d always stop and talk when we did see each other. She still had her lovely blonde hair but looked tired when we spoke just before I left for college.

“Are you okay Mrs G?” I’d asked and had received a smile.

“I’ll be fine Danny, and please, you’re eighteen now, call me Dawn.”

“Ok Dawn, look after yourself, I’ll see you when I come home at Christmas.”

“Make sure you do” she’d hugged me and this time it was still nice but felt a lot different than when I was twelve.

Christmas I’d seen her briefly but mum had warned me things weren’t too good in the Gibson house. Dawns parents were there trying to help and the one time we’d got a chance to talk she wasn’t alone. She looked even more tired and I could see the stress was taking its toll.

Just after New Years Mum messaged me that Mister Gibson had moved out. I wasn’t totally shocked but was worried. I had Dawns number but was hesitant to call so sent a text asking how she was.

She replied, telling me she would be ok, that she would call me when she felt up to talking.

The next couple of weeks I heard nothing and as Valentine’s Day approached I decided to do something nice, hoping it didn’t upset her. I gave up a night out and used the money to send some roses, thanking her for being so nice and telling her I’d be thinking of her.

I was surprised later in the day when a picture arrived of her holding the roses, hair glowing, red lips smiling.

“Thank you Danny xxx your valentine”

Two days later she called me and we talked for two hours. She said my roses had made her get dressed up for the first time in weeks to take the picture. I can’t even remember what else we talked about, although she was pleased her husband had left. The last couple of years things had been bad.

We started talking or messaging every few days and so she made an effort I made her send a picture every week of herself looking nice. I’m sure she took it as a challenge and I noticed each weeks picture got a little bit sexier.

I was planning on coming home for Easter and when I told her she got excited.

“I could sure do with a Danny hug”

I thought of how she’d looked in her last picture, a little red dress barely covering everything and joked that if she wore that dress it would be a super hug indeed. The next picture she sent was the same dress but showing even a little more cleavage.

“I’m ready” was all the message said.

The next week I arrived home for Easter and the first thing I noticed was Dawns lawns needed mowing. When I commented to mum she told me that my little brother had offered but that Mrs Gibson had said she’d wait till you got home.

“She went through a real bad patch just after he left” she confided, “but the last few weeks she looks a lot better.”

I sent a a quick message to see if she was home and got an instant reply, saying she was and had been waiting to hear from me since she’d seen me arrive.

I messaged back I’d be there in an hour and caught up with my other siblings, then excused myself to go and check on next doors lawns.

Truthfully, I wasn’t sure what to expect, but a nervous tingling let me know what I hoped.

The door opened as soon as I knocked, and I couldn’t see anyone but instantly freshly applied perfume teased my nose. I stepped in and the door shut, there she was.

Blonde hair, big smile, and that red dress. I just stared.

“Danny? Are you ok? Oh god, I’ve made a fool of….”

I didn’t let her finish, stepping in and taking her in my arms, silencing her with my lips.

“You look so beautiful” I said when we broke apart.

“.Oh Danny, you say the nicest things” she stepped in and hugged me again, but this hug was the most memorable, her body pressed tight against mine, lips finding mine.

We kissed our way to her bedroom and by the time she pushed me back on the bed her dress and my shirt was gone and she knelt down to pull off my trousers.

“Mmmmm just what I wanted to see” she giggled as my already hard cock sprung free, “I’ve dreamed of this baby.”

“Oh god” I gasped as she pressed her mouth over me, this had been my dreams too, and I moved again as she took me in deep. I’d never felt anything like this and she pulled back, gripping my balls, smiling.

“Move up the bed, quick” she ordered and I slid up, watching as she climbed on top of me, lowering herself down. “Let me.” With that she leans forward, her breasts pushing into me as we kissed, riding me hard, plunging down on me until I couldn’t hold any longer.

“Yessss Dawn, I’m cumming” I warned her, waiting for her to dismount but instead she pressed herself down harder, locking me in until I exploded inside her, working me as she took every last drop then dropped onto my chest, kissing me.

“This is going to be the best Easter” she whispered.

AFTER HOURS CONSULTATION

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All day long she’d been a tease The young doctor she tried to please Undone a button, shown some breast Had seen his eyes rest on her chest Passed him things, touched his arm Used all of her mature charm His constant blushes let her know That he enjoyed her little show Saw him adjust himself by hand All was going as she planned Last patient gone, called him in “Could you help me?” wicked grin She leaned across the table there Her dress rode up, her pussy bare “I have an itch that needs a scratch Think your young cocks a perfect match” He hesitates, she turns around In a flash his pants are downed His hard cock gives his thoughts away “Mmm my doctor wants to play” She kisses him, tongue forces in Her hand his cock grows hard within Leans back on table, raises legs “Please fuck me NOW” his hot nurse begs He enters her, eyes afire Can no longer hide his desire His thick cock fills her, makes her scream Now more than just a hot daydream She wraps her legs around his waist Bed shakes with their erotic haste With his long thrusts he makes her pay For flirting,messing him all day Her head thrown back, she feels him tense Brings alive her very sense Till with a burst his cock erupts She loves the way her mind corrupts Holds him in, grips him tight They come as one,an awesome sight

Servicing The Lady Boss

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He woke to her aroma
Fingers on his face
Blindfolded he remembered
How she lured him to this place
“Come up for a nightcap”
She had seemed so sweet
The next thing that he knew
Waking tied up to the seat

Though they worked together
He’d tried to keep it straight
She’d pestered him to take her out
“I’m your boss we cannot date”
But tonight after a meeting
She’d finally got her way
“I saved your butt in their
So tonight I think you pay”

She behaved herself through dinner
Kept the chat all nice
Even pulled away
When his foot had touched hers twice
Asked for a lift home
“Don’t feel safe on the late trains”
Offered him a nightcap
He should have used his brains

Now here he was
Tied down to the chair
She stripped off before him
Ran fingers through his hair
Left the blind fold on
As she got down on one knee
Pulled down his hands
Set his manhood free

She handled the softness
Stroked it in her hand
He felt her warm breath
As her tongue caressed the gland
Try as he might
Let her get beneath his guard
Heard her triumphant giggle
As his began to get hard

By the time she was finished
He was begging for release
She took away her mouth
Sat astride his knees
Lowered herself down
Her heat caused him to groan
“I have dreamed off this moment
Many nights here alone”

Leaning forward
Nibbled on his ear
Bounced up and down
Till their orgasms near
Then just as he came
Ripped the blindfold aside
Joined in his pleasure
As he erupted inside

“Do I need to leave you
Tired and restrained
Will you behave?
Do you need to be trained?”
He leaned forward
Kissed her nipple tips
“That’s the answer I wanted”
Kissed him hard on the lips