Cowboy Joe DJ SHEYWOLFS fuhusband's blog: "Dirty Old Man"

When she bobbed her head, sucking on as much as me as was above her hands, my legs trembled and my hips jerked. I placed my hands on her shoulders for balance. "You'd better be careful." I warned her, "Or you're going to need a beer chaser." I felt her try to laugh around my dick and then she released me from her mouth, raised her head and whispered, "Don't make me laugh, I'm about to unhinge my jaw as it is." I reached under her arms, lifted her to her feet, and kissed the shit out of her. She resisted for a moment and then released her double grip on me and kissed me back, my hard shaft, hot between us. She moaned and pressed herself even tighter to me, rubbing her belly back and forth over my manhood. She moaned even louder when I dropped my hands and cupped and caressed her bare ass. A few minutes later, I broke the kiss, swept her up into my arms, and carried her over to the end of the picnic table. When I sat her on the end of the table, she looked at me for a long second. I grinned and pushed her back until she was lying prone. "You're not the only one that's hungry." I said softly, kneeling at the end of the table. She smiled as she lifted her feet and hooked her heels on the edge of the table and spread her knees wide. That was the only invitation that I needed, her short, almost round sex was spread open right in front of my face. I spent time licking and kissing her inner thighs, tasting her sweet nectar there. Then I moved up to trace the crease between her thigh and sex. She shivered and squirmed, trying to get my tongue on her sex. I grinned and then kissed and licked my way up one plump outer lip, to her slick mound and then down the other outer lip. When I started the reverse tour, Mary gave out with a whimpering moan, grabbed my head, and tried to force it over to the center of her sex. I resisted until I reached her mound and then I quickly dropped my head and took a slow lick right up the center, ended with a circle around her hard extended clit. Mary yelled and flexed her hips up hard, pressing her sex tightly against my mouth. I used the tip of my tongue to flick and circle her clit as I sucked on it strongly. She went off like a rocket, her hips lifting and falling to a rhythm of her own. I kept at her clit until she pushed at my head. I lifted my head and then lowered it again to feast on the flow of sweet, spicy juices running down the crack of her ass. As my tongue lapped at her ass, she lifted her hips, pulling her knees up to her chest. Now, I could lick her freely, from her tailbone to her sex with ease. The whimpering moan was back, even louder than before as I teased and probed her tight puckered asshole. Her body gave a hard shivering shake as I dipped my tongue deep into her molten sex for the first time. I spent a moment, tracing the opening to her treasure and the outline of her sex. She shivered and whimpered softly as I stood up and rubbed the head of my dick along her short slit. When I fitted the head to her opening and gently pressed forward, I was met with a tightness that I didn't expect. Mary shifted her hips and moaned softly as the head slipped inside, I heard myself groan at the heat and velvety tightness. We both held still, savoring the feel of each other. Then I heard Mary whisper, "Please take it slow and easy. My fingers are the biggest things that have been in there in a while." I nodded and eased my hips slowly forward and then back an inch or so. We both moaned softly in unison. "Slow and easy, it's going to have to be, if I'm going to last long enough to make it worth while for you." I heard myself whisper through clenched teeth. I watched her sex closely as I pressed forward again. I marveled at how the skin around her opening went in with my dick. I stopped when her clit pressed against my shaft. Slowly, I eased back until the head was just inside her opening. Mary made the whimpering moaning sound the whole time I was moving. When I paused, she took a deep shuddery breath and let it out noisily. I held still until she moved her hips slightly and then I pressed forward again. I watched and felt myself slip slightly deeper into her this time, her clit trapped between my shaft and the wall of her vagina. She made a deep growling sound and gasped for breath. I slowly moved back again, until the head was just inside. I heard her mutter, "Oh shit!" under her breath, her hands on my hips, holding me where I was. "I need to roll over or be on top, I need more control or something. I'm about to cum my brains out and you're just barely in me." She whispered in a raspy voice. "God, I've never felt anything like this in my life." "Go ahead and cum your brains out, as you put it, then you can rest and then we'll start again." I whispered back at her. She gasped loudly as I moved my hips back and forth for two short strokes. I had moved just enough to trap her clit at the bottom of each stroke. As I started in the third time, she yelled, shook her head wildly, and lifted her hips sharply, driving me even deeper than ever. Then she was cumming and cumming long and hard, her hips fluttering and quivering. Her insides, gripped me even tighter, which seemed to jump her orgasm up a notch higher. I just held still and savored the feels. It felt so good that I damn near came myself. Suddenly, she dropped her hips and then raised them sharply. I felt my dick slip outward and then back in even deeper than before. Now, I truly had a wild woman on my hands, or rather on my dick. Her hips were bucking and jerking so hard that I feared she would hurt herself and then I was cumming harder than I could ever remember cumming before. Jet after hot jet sprayed out to bathe her insides as I felt myself sliding deeper and deeper into her scalding tightness. She yelled a long drawn out incoherent yell, of pure animal pleasure and I joined with her. As my senses cleared, I had the urge to pull out and then to fuck Mary with long full strokes but I resisted, knowing that she couldn't handle it. I marveled at the fact that I was still hard. It had been a long time since that had happened. I chalked it up to the fact that Mary's vagina was milking and quivering tightly around my shaft. Instead, I leaned forward and kissed her gently on her forehead and eyelids. Her eyes popped open and she had a look of awe on her face for a moment and then she smiled and sighed deeply. I smiled back and kissed her forehead again. Then it dawned on me that my hips were pressed tightly to her ass cheeks. I groaned softly from the feeling of my whole manhood buried to the hilt in her, and I slowly stood up. When I did, her hands flew to my waist and held me still. Hoarsely, she whispered, "Don't you dare move." I shook my head and held still. After a while, our breathing returned to normal. Mary would open her eyes from time to time and smile at me and then she'd close them again. At one point, I thought she had fallen asleep but then she flexed her hips slowly, experimentally. She gave out with a loud gasp and then froze, her eyes flying open. "It's all the way in." She whispered, wonder and disbelief in her voice. I nodded and smiled at her. She swallowed like she had a lump in her throat and asked, "How are we going to get it out?" Her voice had a lost little girl quality to it. I started to chuckle and then to laugh, as I shook my head. Then we both froze as her vagina clamped down on me almost painfully. "It's not a laughing matter." She whispered, a serious tone in her voice. "It'll have to come out the same way it went in." I whispered back at her. "Slowly and gently." I added, hoping that it had been true. "Can't you just jerk it out quickly?" She asked in the little girl voice. "I could but where would the fun be in that?" I asked back. She nodded as a silly grin crossed her face. "I see your point." She whispered. Slowly she flexed her hips again. She groaned softly and shivered. "I can also see myself dying if I cum as hard as I did earlier." I nodded and whispered, "I understand exactly what you mean; I'm surprised I'm still standing up." "The fact that you're still hard has me puzzled. I know you came because it felt like you shot a gallon of cream into me." She whispered, a grin spreading across her face. "It's all your fault." I replied softly. "Your little pussy is so tight and it keeps grabbing and squeezing me so nice.... It doesn't want to let me go or to let me go down either." "It does feel wonderful, doesn't it?" She whispered softly and then sighed deeply. "I feel so damn full but not painfully so. It's a perfect fit. Neither to big nor to small, just right." "The problem is your clit." I told her. "Huh?" She said in surprise. "What do you mean by that?" "It's so close to you opening that when I push in, it's trapped against my shaft and rubs along it. Then I pull out and it's released but still drags along the top of my shaft." I told her in explanation. She just shivered and nodded her head. After a moment she whispered, "I thought it was something like that. It's happened before, but I had to be on top and lean way forward." She flexed her hips again and gave a shivering sigh. "But with you, there's no way to get away from it." I reached down and placed my thumb just above her slit and rolled and pulled it upward, the bright pink of her clit popped into view and stood tall and proud. Mary made a gasping sound and then lifted her shoulders and looked down at my thumb. "Oh God, there that little bitch is. She's been such a bad girl." She said with a girlish giggle. I held her clit away from my dick as I took a long slow stroke out and then back in. Mary gasped loudly and then moaned softly the whole time I was moving. When I stopped moving and held still, Mary nodded and whispered, "Much better." I slowly fucked her with full strokes, pulling out until the head was just inside and then moving forward until my hips touched her ass. The growl was back in her chest as I did and got louder as I continued to fuck her. Then her hips were moving up to meet me at the bottom of each stroke, a soft slapping sound coming from our connection. "Oh fuck, yes!" She said loudly. I fucked her a little harder, which brought on another yell. "Oh God, yes! Harder! Harder!" I slammed into her about three times and then my thumb slipped. Mary's legs shot straight out and then clamped around my ass as she sat up and wrapped her arms around my neck, her hips and ass jerking and bucking hard against mine. I picked her up, turned around, and sat down on the end of the table, Mary now on top. As Mary's orgasm slowly subsided, I slowly lay back on the table. Mary was now sitting on me, with her feet on either side of my shoulders. I held onto her upper arms to help balance her there. After a while, her eyes fluttered open and she looked down at me, a confused look on her face. "How the hell...." She started to ask as she tried to move her legs back. Then she groaned deeply and rocked slowly from side to side, tucking her legs under her as she did. Then she gave a deep shivering shake and leaned forward, placing her hands on my chest. Her eyes were once again squeezed tightly shut. When her eyes fluttered open again she still looked confused but this time she didn't move. In a horse whisper she asked, "Did I pass out or are you a magician? I remember being where you are but not much else. Clitty girl was being bad again, I think." "Yeah, she escaped and sent you right into orbit. This is just how we crash landed." I whispered in explanation. Mary chuckled softly and nodded. "That sounds about right." Then she groaned softly as she tried to lay forward on top of me. "Damn, that little bitch, she won't let me lay down." I reached up and pulled her forcefully down on top of me. She gave a little yell and then straightened her legs out along the outside of mine. Then she sighed deeply and relaxed or passed out, I wasn't sure which. A moment or two later, I heard her snore softly. With a grin, I reached down, picked the blanket up off the bench, and spread it over us as best I could. Sometime later, I awoke to darkness and Mary's subtly moving hips. She was kissing my neck and rocking her hips slowly up and back. I was semi hard but growing back to full stiffness and size swiftly. "You're not going to get that out by doing this." I whispered into her hair. She nodded her head and moaned softly, her hips moving a little more insistently. I chuckled and asked, "Were you missing your full feeling?" She nodded again quickly, her hips now rocking hard and sure against mine. She groaned softly and said, "Miss Clitty and I had a talk and I decided to just say fuck it and gave in to her. I just hope your insurance is paid up because this is going to be one long hard rough ride." With that said, she came up off of my chest and spent the next twenty minutes fucking me every way a woman could while sitting on a mans dick. By the time I came, she must have had a dozen booming orgasms and countless smaller ones. I felt as though my backbone was being ripped right out through my dick when I came and she became just that much wilder, bouncing up and down with force enough to nearly knock the breath out of me. What little was left of it, anyway. Then she fell forward and snuggled up on my chest. I fished around and finally got the blanket pulled back up over us. I held her tightly and we slept again. When I woke up, it was fully daylight and Mary wasn't there. I sat up with a long groan at a bunch of stiff and sore muscles and looked around but couldn't see her. Her clothes and the RamCharger were still here, so she could have gone far. As I climbed down off the table, I heard splashing down by the boathouse. Slowly I headed that way, my joints snap, cracking, and popping in protest. By the time I reached the boathouse, I was walking better and easier, the stiffness starting to work itself out. Mary was hanging onto the side of the walkway, her fine ass floating just below the surface of the water. I grinned and said, "Good morning glory." She rolled over in the water and looked up at me, a smile on her face. "Good morning to you, you old goat." She shot back at me and then laughed. "The water feels great, come on in. I brought both towels, hoping you'd wake up and join me." I walked to the end of the walkway and climbed down the ladder into the water. It was a little chilly at first and then it was perfect. Especially after Mary swam over, wrapped her arms around my neck, and kissed the hell out of me. I held onto the edge of the dock with one hand to keep us afloat and caressed her back and ass with the other. She murmured with pleasure as she wrapped her long legs around my hips and pressed her hot sex against my stiffening shaft. She broke the kiss and whispered, "Oh yeah, that feels just as good as it did last night." I nodded in agreement and went back to kissing her. When I wiggled a finger into the crack of her ass and tickled her asshole she broke the kiss again and said, "Don't even think about it. That would rip you out by the roots, chew you up, and then spit you out. My pussy is loose and sloppy, compared to that." She moaned softly as my finger slipped into her asshole and then she was kissing me with renewed eagerness as her hips moved back and forth, rubbing my dick on one side, and fucking herself on my finger on the other. After a few minutes, there was a growling groan coming from deep in her chest, as she came for the first time that day, but it definitely wouldn't be the last time. When she broke our kiss and cuddled her head up on my shoulder with a sigh, I whispered, "I know a great little place that serves the best breakfast in these parts." "And where would that be?" She asked softly. "My house." I replied with a big grin. She chuckled and nodded, "I was hoping you were going to say that and after breakfast, I plan on getting you into a warm soft bed for a rematch of last night, or was that this morning? Either way, you're in a world of trouble." I chuckled and replied, "Promises, promises, and then we can fight over who's in the most trouble. Making up will be such great fun." She laughed, raised her head, and kissed me long and deeply. Life was going to be so sweet.

She laughed as she got out of the truck and said, "We're fucked, so we might as well enjoy it. Can we have a fire out here?" "Are you cold?" I asked, letting her last comment pass. "Hell no, I just want something to do, to get my mind off certain things." She replied as she shut the door and headed around the truck. "That's why I'm getting the ice chest out of the truck." I said softly. "Did you get our beer when you got out?" I asked and then grinned as she stopped and looked at me. "Shit, I forgot all about them." She answered and then started toward the passenger door and me. She hesitated for a second and then chuckled as I stood up with the chest in my hands. "Good, I'm safe, you have your hands full, but go on over to the other side of the table. I want to keep something between us for a while. I'll feel a little safer that way." I grinned and walked off toward the table. As I went I asked, "Safer from whom? Yourself or me?" "Both." She replied as she climbed up to get the beers. Once, she was out of the truck, she used her hip to shut the door. She stood there for a second, looking at me and took a sip of her beer. "Yeah, both of us, is a damn good answer." Then she grinned and walked over to hand me my beer across the table. "Uh huh." I replied as I tried to take it. She just grinned and held onto it a second before she released it and sat down on her side of the table. I sat down on my side and we grinned at each other across the divider. After a few minutes, she said, "It sure is quiet out here." "Uh huh." I replied. She laughed and said, "Quit that, I'm trying to make small talk here." I chuckled and said, "Yeah, I know but I've got this series of movies playing in my head that are quite distracting, to say the least." "Uh huh." She replied and then laughed. "I think I have much the same movies playing over here, just a different view point." "Uh huh." I said and then laughed. She laughed along with me. "This ain't working." She said softly after a moment and then she stood up. I looked at her questioningly. She grinned and turned to walk back over to the truck. Opening the door, she said, "Maybe some music will help. You can find some firewood." I grinned as I watched her climb up into the truck. She had one knee on the seat and one foot on the running board. She was bent over turning on the key, her ass pointed straight at me. The tight levies were pulled up tight in the crack of her ass and sex. The hem of the little tank top was drooping down enough to give me a good view of her small pert breasts. I shook my head and stood up slowly, well aware that my hard on was back with a vengeance. "Yeah, firewood." I said softly as I got up from the table and headed out into the darkness to find some. I returned in a short while with an armload of split lengths of oak. Mary looked up from where she was squatting next to the fire pit, a small fire of twigs and leaves, smoking in front of her. "Damn, call you Paul Bunyon; I only expected a few limbs or a piece of an old log but here you are with real firewood." She said with a laugh. "Now, I'm the one impressed." I chuckled and squatted down next to her, dumping the wood in a pile between us. "Actually, a tree fell in a spring storm and I had to cut up part of it to clear the road. My friend split it but neither of us took the time to carry it down here." I said with a grin as I propped a small piece of the wood up over her kindling. She watched me place two more pieces of wood around her little fire. "You've done this before." She said with a smile. "If you mean, building a campfire, then the answer is yes. If you mean, carrying a beautiful young lady I hardly know, out into the wood on a dark night, then no. Well, not in a long, long time, anyway." I said softly and then chuckled. Mary looked at me for several seconds and then leaned over to kiss me on the cheek. "I'm not that young, I'm probably only four of five years younger than you, and anyway, I thought I was the one that brought you out here into the dark?" She said and then grinned. I cocked my head to the side and looked at her closely for a moment before I said, "There's no way your fifty, much less over it." Her eyes got wide for a second and then she asked, "Just how damn old are you? I figured you were around forty five or forty six." I chuckled said, "I told you I was dirty old man; I'll be fifty eight in a few months." "No way!" She said and then laughed. "Yeah, you are, a dirty old man, that is." She shook her head and leaned over to kiss my cheek again. I turned my head quickly and kissed her gently on the lips. She jerked back for a second and then grinned as she leaned back over to kiss me sweetly. The kiss lingered for a moment or two and then she leaned back, a smile on her face. "So you think I'm beautiful, huh." She whispered softly. I grinned and nodded. She grinned back and then stood up. "I think I'll go back to my side of the table. I think I'll be safer there." "Uh huh." I said softly and then chuckled. "What's so funny?" She asked as she climbed up and sat on the edge of the table, her feet on the bench. "Well, I'm ten or twelve years older than you thought I was and you're ten years older than I thought you were. So, I guess it all evens out in the end." I told her as I stood up and walked over to where she was sitting. She patted the table next to her and said, "Come on, join me, I think I can trust you." I grinned and said, "I'm not worried about me, but I've heard about you city gals. All your wild carrying on and party's and stuff." Mary laughed and patted the tabletop again. "Oh, don't be scared of little old me, I promise to be gentle, I mean, behave myself." I chuckled and shook my head as I climbed up to sit next to her. "That's what they all say." I muttered softly. She laughed and bumped her shoulder against mine. "Trust me, I'll behave." She whispered. "That's what you guy's always tell us gals, ain't it?" I chuckled and nodded. "Yeah, I've said that a time or two and I usually meant it until opportunity beat out common sense." Mary laughed and leaned against me. "An honest dirt old man. Will wonders never cease?" She said and then took a long pull on her beer. "Don't tell anybody or my reputation will be ruined, not to mention my membership in the dirty old man's club being revoked." I said with a grin. "Oh you're secrets safe with me but it's going to cost you." She replied softly. When I looked at her questioningly, she chuckled and added, "When the next slow song comes on the radio, you're going to have to dance with me. Think you can handle that?" "Can I use both hands?" I asked back, my grin even bigger than before. She laughed and nodded. "You better." She whispered, a grin spreading over her face. We didn't have long to wait, as the station she had on was an oldies but goodies show. When the next song started, I stepped down from the table, and held out my hand to her. She grinned and took my hand, setting her beer on the table next to mine. I led her over to a flat dirt spot near the fire and took her in my arms. I expected us to dance apart like two strangers would, but she wasn't having any of that, as she snuggled up close. I shifted gears and hugged her tightly as we swayed and slowly danced together. About half way through the song, she whispered, "You're not using your hands." I grinned to myself and slowly stroked her back. "Hmmmm, that's much better." She whispered as one of her hands roamed over my back and the other played with my ponytail. When my other hand slipped down to caress and squeeze her ass, she took a sharp breath and then let it out slowly and softly. The song ended but it didn't seem to matter to us for several minutes. Then Mary stopped and looked up at me with that "kiss me" look in her eyes. I was only too happy to. This kiss took up where the other one had left off and went straight up from there. Only now, we were in a position where we could both use our hands. As one of my hands slipped up under her short shirt to caress her bare upper back, she moaned softly and kissed me with even more urgency. My hard on was hot against my lower belly as her hips ground against mine. I knew she could feel it even through the two layers of heavy cloth separating us. As the kiss went on, I dropped both of my hands down to massage and squeeze her firm ass. When I did, she jumped up and locked her long legs around my hips, an even louder moan coming from deep in her chest. Her sex was now pressed tightly to my manhood. I could feel her searing heat and marveled at the wonders of the human body. Slowly I turned, carried her over to the picnic table, and sat her on the end of it. She could now let go of her grip with her hands and they were once again wandering over my back, from my butt to the back of my head. Her legs were still squeezing us tightly together but now there was a rhythmic motion to our hips. I could feel both of us trembling and shaking with excitement. Suddenly, she broke the kiss and laid her head on my shoulder. We held each other for a long time; the only movement was the slow caressing of our hands on each other's backs. "Thank God for Levies." I heard her whisper softly, as if she were talking to herself. I nodded in agreement and then chuckled. She moved back from me until she could look into my eyes, a smile on her face. "Well, maybe not exactly but...." She said softly, searching my face for something. When I grinned and nodded, she laughed and lay back on the table. She picked up a beer and handed it to me. "Here, I think we need to cool off a little bit." I took the beer and took a long pull on it as she half sat up and did the same to hers. She grinned at me and laid back down, her legs still locked around my hips. "I guess if I let go of you, we might cool off faster." She whispered softly but didn't release me. I grinned and leaned forward, pressing myself tighter to her. "That's what I thought." She whispered, a grin spreading across her face as she sat up and slipped her blouse off over her head. Then she lay back down. My eyes drank in the beauty of her small breasts for a moment and then I sat my beer down, unbuttoned my shirt, and took it off. Her eyes traveled over my upper body for a moment and then she grinned, as she said, "Not bad for a dirty old man." I laughed and shook my head. "Thank you but I think you're being way to kind. Maybe twenty years ago but now...." I let the sentence trail off. She sat up and brushed her hard nipples against my hairy chest, her arms going around my neck. "You didn't have any problem carrying my big ass over here, so that says something. I ain't a little girl." She said with a chuckle. My hands roamed over her warm back for a second before I said, "No you are definitely not a little girl. A full grown woman yes, but not a little girl." She laughed and then kissed me softly. When she broke the kiss, she sighed and lay back down on the table. "Yeah, I'm a full grown woman but I have the tits of a thirteen year old." She said as she brought her hands up and caressed her own breasts. "Yeah, but I'll bet the farm that they're sensitive as hell." I told her. She laughed and nodded. "You've sure got that right. Kiss them the right way and I'll cum my brains out." She said in a whisper. When I started to lean over and do just that, she grabbed my shoulders and pushed upward. "Whoa, I didn't mean right this minute." She said with a laugh. "I'm not through teasing you yet." I must have looked at her funny because she added, "Well, you told me to use my imagination. Although, I'm not sure who I'm teasing more, you, or myself." I grinned as my mind found our earlier conversation. "And a damn fine job you're doing, I must say." She laughed and picked up her beer as she sat up. She turned up the bottle and finished off the last inch or so. Looking into my eyes, she said, "I think we need a refill and it's your turn to bartend." I picked up my beer and downed it. I reached out, took her bottle, and then just stood there. She looked at me questioningly for a second and then grinned sheepishly as she tightened her legs around my hips. "Yeah, I guess I do need to let go of you don't I." She said softly. "I really don't want you to, but it would make it easier to go get the beer." I replied in the same soft tone. She opened her legs and then brought her feet up to hook her heels on the edge of the table. "I'll just wait right here." She whispered. I grinned as I leaned over and kissed and licked her belly an inch or so above her navel. She sucked in her stomach and shivered as I did. "Hold that thought." I whispered as I stood up. "I'll be right back." She laughed softly as I turned to go get our beers. When I returned to my position between her legs and handed her a fresh beer, she asked, "Is there a place to swim here?" "Sure. There's a good sand bottom in and around the boathouse. There's even a ladder to get in and out of the water on." I told her. "Can we?" She asked in a whisper. "Sure but do you think that would be a good idea?" I asked back. She chuckled and said, "Probably not but I haven't been skinny dipping in a hundred years or so it feels like, anyway." "Do you want me to bring the lantern or leave it here?" I asked. "Leave it here." She said with a laugh. "I don't want to put on a show for everyone, just you." I nodded and grinned before I said, "Ok, let me get a couple of towels out of the truck." "You have towels in your truck?" She asked. I laughed and nodded, "Sure, doesn't everybody?" "Not where I come from." She shot back at me. "I live on a lake and love to swim, so why wouldn't I have towels. There's even a blanket in the back seat, for those times, I want to lie out and get a little sun." I told her. "I like a man that's prepared for anything. Go get them both. We can wrap up in the blanket after we swim." She said softly. I chuckled and headed for the truck. I got the blanket and towels out of the truck and when I turned around, I froze. Mary was standing by the end of the table totally nude. God what a beautiful woman, shot through my brain. Her legs looked even longer without the jeans, her body long and lean. I gave out with a long low wolf whistle as I started in her direction. She laughed and said, "Why thank you kind sir. It's been a long time since anyone has whistled at me." "Then there definitely something wrong with the men in Houston." I told her. "Yeah, the good ones are either married or gay." She said softly, almost to herself. Then she looked at me sharply and asked, "I know you're not gay but are you married or dating someone special?" "It's a little late for that question, isn't it?" I asked back. "Kind of, sort of, but not really." Was her reply. "So far we've only been teasing but...." "But what?" I asked, teasing her. I think she took me seriously because she replied, "I try not to rustle another woman's stock, if you know what I mean. I've had it done to me and I didn't like it, so I try not to do it." Then she was reaching for her jeans. "Whoa, I'm single and I'm not dating anyone and haven't in a long time. I have quite a few female friends and some have been lovers, but nothing serious." I said in a rush. Laying the jeans back on the table, she asked, "Why not?" The question took me aback for a second and then I answered honestly, "Because I haven't found the right one, and I've almost given up on looking for her. I was married for twenty five years and then she died...." I let the sentence trail off. Mary took two quick steps and hugged me, whispering, "I'm sorry, I didn't know." "It was fifteen years ago." I whispered back. "It took me a while but I got past it. I was more pissed off that she had went and left me, as anything else. Anyway, I had two kids to finish raising. Between them and work, I didn't have the time or the will to look for someone else." Mary kissed me softly for a second and then stepped back and said, "I think you're a better man than what you give yourself credit for. Come on; let's go swimming, otherwise, I'm standing around naked and looking kind of foolish." I shook my head and whispered, "Foolish is a word that I would never use in connection with you, naked or not, and especially not naked. Beautiful, gorgeous, sexy, yes, but never foolish." "So get out of those pants so I won't feel that way." She whispered back. Then her arms were around my neck as she kissed me. After a moment she broke the kiss and whispered, "Beautiful, gorgeous, sexy? Are you referring to little old me? Because, if you are, we need to get your eyes checked. I'm over forty and starting to fall apart." I shrugged and asked as I pulled off my right boot and sock, "I'm well over fifty, so what does that say about me?" "It's different for a man, you guys just get distinguished." She replied with a grin. As I removed my left boot and sock, I asked, "And exactly what does that mean? I've never understood it. Age is age and you make the best of it. I just wish I had taken better care of myself, when I was young and stupid." I could hear the comment coming and cut her off, "Now, I'm just older and still stupid." "I was going to say it but I don't believe it for a second." She said instead. "Now, get those damn pants off, you've stalled long enough." Her face broke into a grin as I reached for my belt buckle. "Now, ladies and gentlemen, the moment we've all been waiting for. Well, me anyway." Then she laughed softly. "Damn, I'm being bad." "I don't think so." I said as I undid the belt and the snap at the top of my jeans. "I think you're having fun, more fun than you've had in a long time." I slid the zipper down but held the opening closed. "Are you talking about me or yourself?" Mary asked sharply. "Now quit teasing me before I have to...." I quickly wiggled the jeans down off my hips, well aware of my hard on sticking straight out in front of me. "Oh my!" She whispered breathily, as she glanced up at my face and then back down. "Several smart ass things to say come to mind, but I think I'll just leave it at, oh my." Mary added, as I stepped out of the pants and tossed them on the table. Slowly, she reached out and wrapped the fingers of her left hand around my shaft. Then she did the same with her right hand, just above the left. The head and a half-inch of shaft were still showing. With a quick glance up at my face she whispered, "Maybe, oh shit, would have been better." I took a step forward, placed a hand on each side of her face, raised her head, and kissed her softly on the lips. Her fingers tightened on my shaft as the kiss went on for several seconds. I could feel her hard nipples brushing slowly back and forth over the hair on my chest. A soft murmuring moan started low in her throat, just before she broke the kiss. "We need to go swimming and right now or I won't be held responsible." She whispered. Then she licked her lips and slowly went down on one knee, saying, "Fuck swimming, I have a much better idea." Her tongue was hot, wet, and slippery as it ran over and around the head of my dick. Her mouth was even hotter as she sucked on the head, her hands still held the rest of me tightly. About the time my hips started to move, she lifted her head and looked up at me, working her lower jaw. "Damn, this thing could give a girl lock jaw, among other things." She whispered. With a grin, she blew softly on the head and then swirled her tongue over it. I heard myself groan softly. "Oh, you like that do you?" She whispered. Before I could answer, she sucked the head back into her hot mouth and bathed it with her tongue. I groaned softly again, only longer and louder.

Most Friday nights I'm at the local bar playing pool. Last Friday night was no exception. Most nights, the place is full of old people. Well yes, I'm old too but that doesn't mean I like hanging out with them. Give me a younger group, it keeps me on my toes, and they are a lot more fun. Friday and Saturday nights, the younger set, show up to play pool and so do I. I'm not great at pool anymore but I win my share and never make it easy to beat me. I make them work for it. The usual group was there and I knew all of them, except for one young lady that was up from Houston, visiting her sister. I was in rare form and won the first three games I played. Donny had his quarters up next and walked over to the table to rack. "Hey old man, you're winning too much tonight, so I ain't going easy on you like I usually do." I chuckled and told him. "Rack them and we'll see." I broke and ran them all but one ball and the eight. Donny made two and missed. Normally, I would have played around a little and let the game end a lot closer, but the tone of his voice when he made that earlier comment got to me for some reason and I sank the last two balls. I turned to Donny and said softly, "Next." He frowned for a moment and then chuckled, "Ok, so you're bad tonight. My sister in law is up next and I think you're in for a surprise." The tall redheaded girl that I didn't know, walked over to the table and squatted down to put her quarters in. Donny grinned and said, "This is Mary, and she's the best pool player I've ever seen." I grinned at Donny and looked down into the bluest eyes I had ever seen in my life. "Glad to meet you Mary." She just nodded at me with a thin smile and went about racking the balls. I watched her as she did and knew that she was a good player. I would like to say I won but I didn't. It was down to the last two balls and I lost with one on the table. To say that Mary distracted me is an understatement. I thanked her and put my quarters on the table. There were three people ahead of me. As I walked toward the bar, I heard Mary say, "Good game." I grinned at her and said, "I'll be back." She looked at me for a second and for the first time, smiled. "I think you will be." She said and turned to break the rack. I hung around up at the bar until it was my turn to play. I was playing Mary again. The one good thing about losing that first game was that I got time to study Mary's style of play and her body. Man, if I were twenty years younger, I'd be all over that in a country minute. Just watching her ass in those tight jeans as she bent over to make a shot had my heart rate up. The little tank top she had on wasn't filled out much but her nipples were long and hard most of the time. Hey, more than a mouthful is a waste as far as I'm concerned. Her face came off an angel, broad forehead, narrow chin, and a pouty little mouth. Man, I had it bad to be such a dirty old man. I racked the balls and stood back while she broke. I had made up my mind to take it slow and easy and play my best, if I got the chance. She'd already run the table once. She broke and ran three balls. I took a deep breath and went to work; this wasn't to be a fun game as far as I was concerned. Something about this young lady brought out the competitiveness in me. I made a good run at it and left one ball and the eight ball. My last ball was blocking the hole nearest the eight. Mary looked over at me and grinned as she lined up her first shot. "You're serious, now." Was all she said as she ran them all and missed on the eight ball, dropping my blocking ball. When she did, she shook her head and said, "I should have known better than that. Good game." And then she walked over to her table and sat down. I didn't miss, I nailed it dead center and drew the cue ball back to the middle of the table. I saw her grin out of the corner of my eye. I played three games, winning two and scratching on the eight in the last one to lose. I went back up to the bar and sat down. A moment later, Mary appeared at my shoulder and ordered a beer. As she waited, she looked over at me and smiled. "You play a pretty mean stick when you want to." I chuckled and replied, "Not nearly as mean as I used to. I don't play seriously enough to keep in shape anymore. I just play for the fun and the company, now." Her beer arrived and I paid for it. She smiled again and said, "Thanks, I'm a little lean this week and all donations are appreciated." I nodded as she turned to go back to her table. She paused a second and asked, "Do you want to join me at the table?" "Ah, you don't need a dirty old man like me hanging around." I said with a chuckle. "I'd scare off the younger guys; they'd think I was your daddy or something." She grinned and said, "Oh, come on, I think I'd enjoy your company. God knows you'd at least be able to carry on a conversation in words of more than four letters. Most of these nitwits in here can't." I chuckled and shook my head, "Oh, so you have noticed the local education system around here." I paused a second and added, "Ok, I'll join you but you're not doing your reputation any good hanging around me." She laughed and replied; "I could probably say the same thing about you hanging around with me. Come on, we'll ruin each others reputations at the same time." I chuckled and followed her over to the table. There were three other guys at the table, along with Mary's sister, Carla, and her brother in law, Donny. The guys weren't real happy when Mary made them shift around and gave me the chair next to her. They were cut off from her with me on one side and her sister on the other. We had only been sitting there for a few minutes when it was Mary's turn to play pool again. She looked over at Donny and told him to play for her; she would rather talk to me. He started to protest but she gave him a stare and he got up to go play pool. This made her sister laugh and say, "Come on Mary, don't scare the boy like that. I'll have to rock him to sleep to keep him from having nightmares." Mary grinned and replied, "You know I'd never hurt him, but he hasn't figured it out yet. Anyway, it's so much fun teasing him." "How come you scare him?" I asked. "You're a redhead but that's not grounds to be scared, especially since you're such a good looking young lady." Mary's sister grinned and replied, "She's a second degree black belt among other things. Donny made the mistake of getting in my face one time with Mary around. He hasn't done it since and after he had to replace the door Mary nailed instead of him, he's been afraid of her." I nodded and then grinned at Mary. "Redheaded, cute, a black belt, and one hell of a good pool player. You're talents are really starting to impress me." She grinned back at me and leaned over to whisper, "You forgot to mention what a cute ass I have. I know you noticed because you stared at it every time I bent to make a shot." I nodded and said, "Yes there is that too. I apologize for staring, not because I was looking but because I was so obvious about it. I'll have to work on that." She grinned and winked at me. "You're such a dirty old man and I love it. We're going to get along great." Changing subjects, she asked, "Do you dance?" "I've been known to, if the song is slow and the lady willing." I replied. "If I don't get fancy, I can keep from stepping on your feet." She laughed and asked, "Do you want to get out of here and go someplace where we can dance?" I chuckled and asked back, "We ain't left yet?" She laughed and stood up. Looking down at her sister, she said, "Don't wait up for me sis, I've got my key if I need it." She picked up her beer bottle and downed the last couple of inches of beer. As she sat it down, she told her sister, "Oh, and by the way, when you rock him to sleep tonight, nurse him a little and then tell him I told you to." Her sister laughed and shook her head. "You are bad but I love you anyway." She glanced over at me standing there behind her sister and added, "You just be careful, that old man may look like a big teddy bear but I've heard he can bite if he gets the opportunity." "Hey." I said with a grin. "I don't bite, nibble yes, but not bite. Well, not hard anyway." Mary laughed and turned to take my arm. "Come on, teddy bear, I can think of several ways to muzzle you if I need to." "I just bet you could too." I replied with a laugh as we headed for the door. "You want to ride with me or the other way around." I asked as we got outside. She grinned and replied, "Since I don't know where I am, much less where we're going, you drive. Uh, I just thought of something, there is a club around here with a band or something, we can dance to isn't there?" I chuckled and nodded as I steered her toward my old Ramcharger. "Yeah, on Friday night there are several. Since two of them are a ways out the main highway and not a safe place to be with the state cops around, they're out. Anyway, they cater to the kiddy crowd and have more idiots per square foot than a government office." She laughed at that. "There's another one over on the other side of the loop but I barred myself from there. I don't like the owner, a total bitch when she's drinking, which is most of the time. That leaves the lake club." We arrived at my truck and I opened the door for her. She paused and looked up and down the side of the Ramcharger and then looked inside. "This old beast looks good, either you've take very good care of it or did one hell of a job restoring it." She said as she climbed up and sat on the bucket seat. "A little of both, actually." I replied as I shut the door. When I got in on the drivers side, she said, "These seats are comfortable but I'll have to sit all the way over here. That won't be any fun; I won't be able to tease you on the drive over to the other club." I chuckled and started the truck up as I said, "Use your imagination, you can think of something, I know you can." She laughed and nodded. "Oh yeah, my mind can come up with all sorts of stuff, but how much time and privacy do we have between here and where we're going?" I laughed. "As much as we need, I have a full tank of gas and I know every back road in this county." "If we had some beer and ice, we could just forget the dancing and take a ride. The dancing was just an excuse to get out of there and be alone with you." She said with a grin. "The glares those three guys were giving you were starting to get on my nerves. Like they really thought they had a chance at me, I don't date little boys." She grinned and added, "I much prefer the company of a good looking dirty old man; they are always fun and adventurous." I looked over at her and grinned, a wolfish smile. "Be careful, I might have lied about biting." She laughed and replied, "Hell, I bite back and I wasn't kidding about muzzling you. I ain't scared." "In that case, I have beer and an ice chest at the house and the corner store has ice. I'm game if you are." I said as I pulled forward and turned out of the parking lot, headed toward my house. Thirty minutes or so later, we were headed out from the store with a couple of six packs on ice behind the seat. Mary was searching the radio waves for a good station as I asked, "Where to?" She laughed and replied, "Hey, I'm new here and totally lost, so just drive us somewhere we can relax and drink a few beers without drawing a crowd or the cops." "I know just the place." I said with a grin. "A friend of mine has an old camp over on the lake. There's nothing there but a boathouse and five acres of land. I have a key to the gate because I keep my boat there most of the year and the nearest neighbor is a mile away, so we can relax to our hearts content." "Sounds good to me." She replied as she found a country station to her liking and then set back in her seat. "Shall I play bartender and open us a couple of beers?" She asked. "Sure, we're safe enough around here; the cops are pretty cool about not messing with the locals. Anyway, all of them know this old truck and know that I don't get to drunk to often." I told her. She chuckled as she moved between the seats and opened the ice chest. "I guess there's a lot to be said for living in a small town. Everyone knows you and you know everybody." She said and then sighed. "I'm going to find out, one way or the other. The company I work or rather worked for, folded last week, so I'm officially unemployed. I'm tired of Houston and all of the shit that goes on there. My sister is trying to talk me into moving up here but I'm not real sure about it. I'm up here this weekend to see the place for myself." She paused to hand me an open beer and then she closed the chest and moved back to her seat. She sat on the side of it facing me as she took a swallow from her bottle. I grinned at her and asked, "Well, how do you like it so far?" "I wasn't all that impressed." She replied. "Hmmm, that's past tense. Was there something that changed your mind?" I asked as I slowed the truck, pulled into a driveway, and stopped at a gate. I put it in park, looked over at her, and grinned as I said, "You think about it while I open the gate. Pull the truck through when I do, will you. I can lock it back and we'll be all safe and snug." She chuckled and moved over under the wheel as I got out. "Are you sure you want me driving this monster? My car is about a third this size, and has a motor about the size of a breadbox." I just grinned at her and nodded as I went to get the gate. She pulled it down into gear and pressed the gas pedal. That's when she found out that it definitely wasn't her little car. She threw rocks and gravel out across the road behind her and the Ramcharger jumped forward through the gate. I heard her foot come up off the gas and then the truck nosed forward and slid to a stop as she hit the brakes. I could hear her cussing and then laughing as I went to shut the gate. When I opened the door of the truck on the passenger's side and got in, she looked at me and asked, "Are you crazy? Get your ass over here and drive this thing; I'll kill us for sure. I damn near, ran over you just getting it through the gate." "You'll be alright, just step on it a little lighter. There's a hell of a lot bigger breadbox under the hood of this thing than you're used to." I said with a chuckle. "No shit!" She said and then laughed. "Ok, I'll try it again but I hope you have good insurance." She put it in gear and eased down on the gas. This time, it moved forward smoothly and she chuckled and held onto the wheel with both hands. "Just follow the road; it's a little crooked in places, so watch your speed. There's only one road and it goes down to the boathouse on the lake so you can't get lost. There's a picnic table and fire pit before you get there. Just stop anywhere around there." I said as I leaned back and relaxed in the seat. "Oh yeah, there's a creek to ford, so stay to the right and don't slow down, we'll end up stuck if you do." "What!" she said loudly and sat up straighter looking out the windshield intently. "You need to be doing this. I've never driven anything this big and I've never driven anything off the asphalt. I don't know anything about crossing a creek." "Then, it's about time, you learned." I said softly as we came to a sudden steep downhill section. "No gas and light on the brake until we are nearly to the bottom." I said in the same soft voice. "Stay in the middle here but you'll need to move over to the right when I tell you to." "Oh shit." She whispered softly but kept her attention on the dirt road. "There's the creek." I waited until the right place and said, "Ok, follow the tracks to the right, and get off the brake. Get ready to hit the gas. Mash it firmly, don't stomp it, when I tell you too." We rolled on toward the wide flat water of the creek. About five feet from the water I said, "Gas it!" She did and we jumped forward, hitting the water, a bright spray flying to each side of the truck. She gasped loudly and then she was laughing. We were across and I said, "Ease off the gas and steer to the center of the road, you made it with no problems at all. I told you it would be alright and you did a great job." At the top of the bank, the road leveled off and then opened out into a wide flat area. There was a picnic table sitting under a large oak tree about a hundred yard in front of us. Mary took a deep breath and blew it out noisily, "I made it." She whispered and then chuckled. "Damn, that was fun." She looked over at me with a broad grin. "Let's go do it again." I laughed and shook my head. "Pull up to the left of the table. Park there but leave the engine and lights on until I go get the lantern out of the boat house." I told her as I pulled a flashlight out from behind the driver's seat. "Oh come on, let's do it again." She chided as she pulled to a stop. I laughed and replied, "You can drive when we get ready to leave; how about that? I don't want us to tear that crossing up to much or we might really get stuck." "Spoil sport!" She said with a frown, but then she grinned and added, "Ok, I understand. If we get stuck in the creek, then we're really stuck here. I can wait." She laughed, put the truck in park, leaned over, put her arm around my neck, and kissed me softly on the cheek. "Thanks, that was fun." I turned my head to tell her that she was welcome, but never got that far as she planted a barn burner of a kiss right on my lips. I was so surprised that I didn't even kiss her back for a second or two. Then, I was trying to give as good as I was getting. I must have been doing something right, because after a few minutes, she gave a little shuddery moan and pulled back from me. She looked at me for a moment and then licked her lips. "Holy shit!" She whispered. "Where the hell did you learn to kiss like that?" I grinned at her and whispered, "It takes two to kiss like that." She chuckled and nodded. "Ain't that the truth?" She blew out another breath and added, "Go get that lantern before I kiss you again and get myself in trouble." "Uh huh." Was my witty reply, as I got out of the truck, well aware of the hard on in the front of my jeans. By the time I had the lantern lit and hung from a post near the table, I was once again in the safe mode as far as my manhood was concerned. My mind, now there was a whole other story. Scenes of things that I wanted to do to Mary were chasing each other around in living color. My manhood would give little twitches from time to time, which made me mentally push the scene in progress away, only to have it replaced with another of equal glory. Boy was I in trouble, alone in the woods with a beautiful woman and horny as hell from just one kiss. I heard the engine on the truck die and then the headlights went out. With a deep breath or two, I shook my head to clear it and went to get the ice chest. When I opened the passenger door, Mary was still sitting behind the wheel. Her hands were folded at the top of the wheel and she had her forehead resting on them. "Are you alright?" I asked as I folded the passenger seat forward. She chuckled and slowly raised her head to look at me. "Oh yeah, I'm just peachy keen, now that I've got my toes uncurled from the floor, but my mind is being a very bad girl." She said softly. I looked at her and let a grin slowly spread across my face. "Good! I'm glad it's not just me that has a dirty mind." I said slowly. She laughed and replied, "Oh brother, are we in trouble or what. Two dirty minded people, alone in the woods with beer. How could there be more of a problem?" She opened the door to get out, about the time I said, "How about making that two very horny people and we have a full moon tonight."