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her down and eat her up.
    When they finally met she knew it now and said
something else. “Do you like me in this Pete?” Still he wasn’t
listening. He was long gone now. Drifting to other lands, with her
beside him, with her under him, and with him and her now naked on
some deserted beach he could do the dirty in a happy, joyous
manner. “Pete, honey?” she said. She was oblivious. She had no
idea. She never did. And that was why she looked the way she did
for this mature younger man.
    Finally he came back to real time. “Umm I’m uh
sorry” he started to say. I uh” as his head shook and eyes blinked
“had something on my mind.” Was she still oblivious? Finally, her
eyes looked down. Finally she took a look at herself realizing now
that maybe wearing or not wearing anything per se could be the
cause of whatever was to come. “It’s nothing” he told her.
    She figured it out and was more then pleased.
She was tuned in to his desires suddenly. Marianne knew those
feelings. Yes, she did. She’d longed for them many a time. Her
husband a working stiff that he was left hardly any time for her
and him, but now that Pete was around and Pete had a very nice
figure as a man goes…well mmmmm yes oh yes mmmmm she knew what she
wanted too.
    “Pete, I have an idea if you’re open to it. You
come around, come by…tomorrow and we can” and she was nodding her
head as a smile settled in on her lips. Her eyes were bright as
ever, “talk a while…get reacquainted. You know it has been a long
time hasn’t it?”
    He was freaked out by the invitation and what
about Mr. Larson? Wouldn’t he wonder why Pete was there? Wouldn’t
that be a problem? “I suppose that would be alright” Pete told her.
She said good and walked into the room, kissing his cheek. God, she
smelled good. He wanted to stay leaned into her smelling whatever
it was she was wearing at the moment. She already looked hot.
Whatever she put on he was sure would make her look sexy and too
appealing for anyone else in the room.
    Friday morning and his parents had left early in
the morning. Gone to the cottage, he had the house all to himself,
and his body and especially that nice soft and long cock of his. He
always liked that piece. It had been his manhood but unlike most he
tried to ignore it.
    Moving forward, not that day because next door
she was with her husband, temporarily, but soon enough she too
would be…with him, alone and all day at that. He couldn’t get back
to sleep. At that point he didn’t want to get to sleep. He wanted
to see Mr. Larson pull out and drive away. Just like every other
working stiff in town. Pete loved his work. He worked harder then
most and when on a job he worked twice as hard as anyone making
decisions, but today he decided he was going to let this woman take
the lead. “Come on Mr. Larson…LEAVE…LEAVE NOW” he demanded as he
peeped out his bedroom window. He heard the car. It was early dawn.
The car was pulling away. He smiled. Was she awake yet? Was she, he
wondered? Maybe he should just go over and find out? Would that be
wrong? “Nahhhh, she’ll like that. Me, on her back, giving her a
backrub, and then me taking off one piece and then another… Mmmmmm,
now that…”
    He showered. He shaved. He brushed his teeth. He
combed his hair, a little. He didn’t want to look like a geek or
anything. And then this young precocious man did it all correctly.
He put on a touch, and only a touch, of dad’s cologne. At 6:52 in
the morning, knowing it was way too early for him, he headed out
the door to her house.
    She was dead to the world. Wrapped up in a soft
sheet on her bed, he opened the door. He stepped inside and closed
and locked the door behind him. He took off his shoes. He walked
over, excitedly, probably too excitedly, and then he finally
stepped on the first of the stairs. He climbed them, slowly. His
heart beat faster. His mind raced too quickly. He wasn’t able to
think at all. But he did love what