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From: "Willy Tamarack" <willytamarack@gmail.com>
Subject: {ASSM} The Retirement Party - A Widower Episode 4/8 {Willy Tamarack} (MF oral)
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Author: Willy Tamarack
Title: The Retirement Party
Part: 4 of 8
Universe: The Widower Episodes
Summary:
Keywords: (MF oral)
Language: English
@(C) 2006 Willy Tamarack Commercial use in any form requires the written
permission of the author and will ensure a portion of the proceeds goes to

the National Organization for the Reform of Marijuana Laws (NORML).

   !!!!!  ATTENTION !!!!!

   Before we get going here, a couple of notes.  The following is a sex
story.  A stroke story.  A porno story.  The content is unsuitable for
youngsters and some adults may find it objectionable.  I've ensured my
material is properly coded and registered.  Adults, who have custodial
responsibility for young minds, must ensure this smut doesn't fall into
their children's hands.  To charge the government with that
responsibility...Wow !  Don't get me started.

   This story is total fantasy.  It is fiction.  Made up.  As a friend of
my wife calls it, MSU (made shit up).  This is the forth in a series named
the Widower episodes.  Bob takes his retirement seriously and hosts his own
retirement party at work.  There are several women at work who he'd like to
bed and they are almost too eager to get into Bob's pants.  Bob can't scare
them away with a stick.

   And while the plot and subplots of the following tale stem from the
author's fertile imagination; the characters...Well, the characters are
also total fantasy.  They don't exist, never have and never will.

   Remember now...Sex should be fun !  As always e-mail your comments to
the usual.

   The Retirement Party A Widower Episode (MF oral)

   by Willy Tamarack

   In Tribute

   With thanks to the founding fathers and the U.S.  Constitution

   The Retirement Party

   Some guy was telling me how lucky I was !?  I was thinking it was a
strange thing to say to a guy who just lost his wife to cancer.  The guy
was a shit head anyway.  I wondered why I was talking with him ?

   I caught her staring at me from across the room.  She worked downstairs
and I rarely saw her.  But each time we did...We flirted; starting from the
first moment we met.  It was like some kind of chemistry...It just clicked.
She was married and at the time so was I...So she was safe.

   She wasn't now.  I wondered if she knew that ?  She was motioning for me
to join her.  I excused myself from the dolt I was talking with and moved
over to the beer keg.  I bought it myself and announced the party without
anyone's approval.  If anyone was pissed they sure didn't look it.  The
owner was chatting with a bunch of guys from almost all of our contacts. 
He was using my beer to his best advantage.

   I was going to use it too !  There were several at work that I would
like to fuck.  Yes !  Several !  Molly Zynkski was just one of them.  She
was in her early forties and still had a pretty good body.  Nice big
softballs of breast meat with an hour glass figure.  Her hips were a little
wide but that didn't matter to me.  I was dying to watch my cock slip
between the cheeks of her ass.  Molly was a blonde and I was betting a
natural one at that.

   "How's the new place ?" She was eager.  I could hear it in her voice.

   "You ought to come by some time after work.  I'll give you the full
tour." I was staring into her face and could still pick up the thrust of
her bust line.  Molly Zynkski was stacked and liked to show it off.  Her
beer cup was empty so I filled it.

   We wandered off toward the front of the building.  There were offices up
there.  I think we both had the same thing on our minds.  I laughed a
little.  My cock was becoming spongy in my slacks.

   She parked herself outside one of the doors.  I stood off to the side to
shield her from the rest of the crowd.  The noise was very loud.  Someone
had turned on a radio.  It was playing something by the Rolling Stones.

   Now she was inside the office and sitting on the edge of the desk.  I
wandered in after checking six.  I stood close to her and know my cock was
starting to show in my slacks.  She looked up at me.

   "I'd really like to see your place one afternoon.  I'm only free on
Wednesdays though.  Barney bowls on Wednesdays."

   "I'm always free on Wednesdays.  Want me to call ?"

   "Yea." It was throaty.  She'd be a moaner.  My cock was just about hard.
I flexed it and leaned down to kiss her lips.  She kissed back and I
reached for a tit.  She pushed it into my hand.  I wanted to fuck her now.
I didn't want to wait for Wednesday...Couldn't wait for Wednesday !

   "Oh...There you are, Bob !" It was some guy I used to work with a couple
of years ago.  Ten years younger than me with a real hot looking wife. 
He'd moved on...Different company...Different industry, even.  I was
surprised he was here.  I wondered if he brought his wife ?  He was staring
at my hardon.  Molly jumped off the desk and rushed out of the office.

   "Nice tits !" He was still staring at my cock.  I thought maybe he was
gay.  "I'd let that deflate a little before it starts drawing a crowd." He
laughed.  I laughed as squeezed by him on the way out of the office.

   I forgot where I left my beer and wished I could light up a doobie.  Zoe
Crocket was pouring a beer when I snuck up behind her.  She was a skinny
little thing...Just eighteen and graduated from high school.

   "And what are you doing, young lady ?  I could get busted for
contributing to the delinquency of a minor."

   "Shove it, buster.  I'm eighteen and this is private property."

   I stepped back.  "Sorry there, sister !" My cock was shrinking by the
second.  I poured myself a beer.  She was almost my height...Close to six
feet...Almost all leg.  I could imagine them around my neck, my cock
assaulting her naked groin, plundering her pussy.

   She was still standing there.  I smiled at her.  She smiled back.  The
stud in her tongue was just visible when she talked.  I wondered what it
would feel like on my dick.  I was getting hard again.

   "Wow !  Wish I brought a joint...Mellow this party out a little.  Can
you imagine listening to the old man loaded ?" She laughed.  I laughed.

   "How about Ollie ?" It was my turn to laugh first.  When I stopped, she
looked around first, then asked.  "You really got some ?" My cock leapt in
my slacks.

   "Yea..."

   My Place Again

   The joint was just a roach in the ash tray.  We were both sitting on the
couch.  We had to stretch a little but not too bad.  She was wiped out.  So
was I.  My cock was limp.  I think I drank too much beer ?  I laughed, I
wanted her to blow me anyway.  If it got hard I'd fuck her.

   "What are you laughing.....Laughing at ?" I laughed harder.  She leaned
over and pushed me.  It was in the bag.

   "Hey Zoe !" I leaned over toward her.  She leaned toward me.  "Wanna
hook up ?" She straightened up and laughed.  I went for her jeans.  She
laughed harder as I undid the button and pulled opened her fly.  When I
started tugging her jeans down over her hips, she stopped laughing and
grabbed for her panties.  She was still smiling though as I shoved her
jeans down around her ankles.  I couldn't get her jeans off over her shoes
or they'd be on the floor.  Her under panties were just a tiny little bit
of cloth covering her loins, tied together with string.

   I immediately went for her crotch and got a good whiff of her cunt
before I managed to spread her legs apart.  The crotch of her panties had
slid to the side and her cunt lips were already spread.  I reamed my tongue
into her furry little twat.  She smelled and it turned me on.  Her cunt was
sour tasting meat so I replaced my tongue with my finger.  She was greasy.
I pumped my finger in and out of her.  She was very tight.

   "I want you to suck my cock, Zoe...Cool ?" Her eyes were closed and my
finger was pumping in and out of her.  Her top had rode up over her bra.  I
could see her nipples poke up against the material of her bra.

   I got to my feet and un-fastened my belt and pants.  My zipper made a
sound as I pulled my pants apart and started them down.  I kicked off my
loafers and slid my pants off.  My jockey shorts were tented with my
desire. Zoe lay before me with her legs spread, her pubic hair very visible
in her crotch.

   My shorts joined my slacks and shoes on the floor.  I put one knee on
the couch and guided Zoe's face to my crotch.  My cock was bobbing around
in my groin and Zoe wasted no time capturing it with her mouth.  My hand on
the back of her head helped her slide her lips back and forth on my cock. I
could feel the stud and then shivered when she dug it into my cock meat.

   I looked down and found her mouth stretched wide around my cock.  I
pumped.  She accepted my meat as it rammed in and out of her mouth.  Her
eyes were closed.  I pumped faster.

   "Lick my balls, Zoe." Her mouth opened wide as she pulled my cock out
from between her lips.  Her tongue went right to work painting my hairy
sack.  I could feel the stud rub against my balls.  I stroked my cock as
her lips pulled on my wrinkled sack.

   I grabbed her by the hair and guided her mouth back to my dick.  She
went to work and I leaned back against the couch as Zoe sucked me off.  She
was really blowing my brains out and I was about to fill her mouth with
cum.

   "That's it, Zoe.  Suck me, baby !" I was in lust with this young thing
and wondered if my son would mind if she moved in with me ?  Her hand was
choking my chicken while her lips and tongue assaulted the head of my cock.
I was hanging on to the couch for dear life.

   Gallons of cum were trying to flood out of the head of my penis.  When
the dam burst it hurt.  The overflow made Zoe choke, flushing a waterfall
of semen out of her mouth.  Her chest was covered in cum, her blouse wet in
several spots.  I was breathing hard.  Zoe was fingering herself, the
crotch of her panties pulled to the side...Two fingers digging in and out
of her hole.

   I pulled her mouth back to my spent penis and urged her to suck.  Off
she went and in just a short time I was sporting a descent hardon.  I
rearranged Zoe on the couch, stripped her naked and fucked the shit out of
her, pulling her legs up over my shoulders and driving my cock deep into
her cunt.  She was tight and screamed a little as I bottomed out in her
belly.

   I undulated my cock in and out of her while watching her dance around on
my dick.  She was fucking me back and it made me thrust faster and harder.
I was sweating like a pig, dripping on her as I labored to fuck her.  Her
hands were on my hips, egging me on.  It was on me again.  Spurt after
spurt of cum flooded the eighteen year old's cunt as I rutted above her. 
Her cupcake size tits were tight on her chest, her areolae and nipple
appearing as one, dark and swollen.  I pumped her harder, heard our bodies
make squishy sounds as her cunt filled with jizzim.

   I don't remember a thing after that.  She woke me about four by sucking
on my dick.  We were still on the couch.  It took her over an hour to get
me off and the load I shot in her mouth was nothing like the two last
night. The sun was coming up as I drove her home.
   [Continued in] A Rainy Wednesday A Widower Episode 

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