Caution : This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content , including Ma / Fa , Consensual , Cheating , Slut Wife , Cuckold , Swinging , Squirting , Desc : Erotica Sex Story : Chapter 1 - In my recent story , ' Returning Home ' there was a character named Bear , an Ex - Biker . Readers wanted to know more about Bear . This is his story . It 's in two Chapters . Lots of categories . I can hardly believe that people are interested in the life of an old biker , but here it goes . Don 't expect this to be some romantic love story . I 'm going to tell you how it was for me growing up . If you 're not interested in fights , sex and a bad attitude , you might want to leave now . I 'm not apologizing for my life . I 'm just telling you how it is . I was born a bastard . My mother who I have always loved raised me . I know she did her best but I was a troubled kid and a troublesome teenager . Life just started bad for me . My mom was a waitress / barmaid and worked hard to support herself . She dated and ended up pregnant . One man was special to her . When I got older she explained her story to me . He was a salesman from Indiana that came through Ohio pretty regular . Mom had dated him quite a few times . When she got pregnant and told him about it , he tried to deny it . He said she wasn 't going to blame her pregnancy on him . Come to find out , he was already married and had two kids . Mom said it really hurt her because she cared for this man . Mom was furious and went to a lawyer . After I was born , she had a DNA test done on me . They used evidence from a hairbrush and toothbrush he used when he visited her . The lawyer took him to court and mom won . He had to pay child support for the next eighteen years and any medical bills I incurred . All that my father was to me was a sperm donor . Mom named me Milton Wesley Blake the Second , after my father . I think she did it more to embarrass him than anything . Of course , with a name like Milton I got into lots of fights . I was a big kid though and able to take care of myself . My dad , or sperm donor as I call him , was never part of my life . As a kid , I think I saw him maybe once a year when he came into town . He did pay his support but didn 't want anything to do with me . If he came to town more often , it wouldn 't be something she would have told me . She knew I despised him . We started out living with my grandparents but they always got into arguments with mom about her going out and leaving me with them . I don 't think they much cared for me either . When I was about seven , mom and I moved into an apartment near the lounge where she worked . She left me with some of the older people in the apartment while she worked . They just let me do what I wanted . All they cared about was the few bucks that mom gave them to watch me . I ate at the back of the lounge for most of my dinners . Then I headed up to the apartment and waited for mom to get off work . Sometimes , she would be really late so I figured she was out on dates . She never did bring any men up to the apartment , though . I ran the streets most of my childhood life . I wasn 't very good in school and got expelled many times for fighting . Sometimes , it was because other kids laughed at my name ; other times it was because kids called my mom a whore or a prostitute . I would beat up anyone who talked bad about my mom . She wasn 't a whore . I 'll be the first to admit she was rather loose and dated a lot but no kid was going to get away with making fun of my mom . She could expect to come to the school at least every couple of months due to my fighting . This went on right into high school . I was really big for my age and some of the older teenagers thought they could bully me around . Bill Jenkens , a senior , called my mom a slut and I beat him to a pulp . I was only sixteen at the time . He said he saw his dad fucking my mom . I couldn 't let that go and I beat him till three other seniors pulled me off him . I would have killed him otherwise . The principal expelled me for the remainder of the year . I never did go back . I got a job at a gas station that also repaired vehicles . I started out working the pumps but little by little , I learned how to do small repair jobs . I started with oil changes and lube jobs and then Jake , the owner kind of took me under his wing and started showing me engine repair . It was then that I became interested in motorcycles . Jake rode a big hog and there was a lot of biker business that he got in for repairs . I worked after hours learning to help repair bikes . It came so easy to me . I started saving my money to by myself a bike . Jake helped me find a wrecked one for a few hundred dollars and then I put another five hundred in it to get it working properly . When I turned nineteen , I joined a biker club . It was a branch of a well - known club . We had around sixty active members in it . Whenever we traveled , we had at least thirty that showed up for the trip . Even though I was one of the youngest , I was also one of the biggest . We hung out in our own lair . It was next to one of the local biker bars . It was something how girls and women would come in to see us and hang around . Sex was as plentiful as it could be . Some of the bikers had their old ladies and would even share them . Then there were the women who just wanted to ride with us . They would fuck any of us when asked . One husband tried to have me arrested for raping his wife . She must have told him that when she went home with her pussy covered with cum and no panties . Three days later , she was back for more . One of the bikers called her old man and he came down to the den and saw her fucking some dude . After that , he dropped the charges . Let me tell you about a few of the runs we made when I was first starting out . We would go to college towns and I guess it looked impressive with thirty or so bikers riding in to town . These young college girls would come up to us , tell us about the parties going on , and invite us . So hard to understand why these young fillies would want some old dirty bikers instead of the college guys . I guess it was their way of being bad . We would go to these parties and many of the clubs didn 't want us there but were afraid to face us . We actually paid our money and went in . We weren 't there to cause trouble but to have sex and enjoy the parties . I fucked some prime young pussy at these parties . It was nothing for these girls to take on two or even three of us at a time . My dick has fucked and been sucked by more college girls than I can count . There 's nothing like having your dick sucked by some pretty young thing and then sticking it to her till she comes . Almost every party has a fight or two break out . It 's usually some college athlete who has had too much to drink and wants to take on a biker . Usually it was me , since I was the biggest . Most fights only lasted a few seconds with me knocking the cocksucker on his ass . If it turned into a brawl , which it often did , we beat the fuck out of them , fucked their women and went on our way . God , I can picture some of those young fillies riding my fucking cock while I held onto her ass . Damn , that was some good stuff . I often wonder where those gals are today . Probably mothers , secretaries , doctors , lawyers and God knows what else . I can hear them telling their kids and husbands what great students they were in college . Those were the days . We never attended the parties at the same college more than once . We usually left behind too much of a mess . Besides , we were always looking for something new . Beach parties were another favorite of ours . We 'd often camp out the whole night and party on down . Usually some stray girls came over to party with us . Hell , they were already in bathing suits and we 'd just do them right there on the beach or in our camp . There were all kinds of women at these beach parties . Pussy was pussy in my book . Age , size or race made no difference to me . It was surprising that the Asian women would be able to take such big cocks . Most of these girls were short and tiny , but they sure could use their pussies . I could lie on my back and let them ride all night . It was funny listening to them screaming out in different languages . Fuck me is easy to understand in about any language . Damn , we had some great times . As I got older , I let my hair grow and had a beard . One of my buddies said I looked like a bear and everyone started calling me that . I only let my friends call me that , though . Anyone else had to call me Milton . If they laughed , they were in deep shit . I expected respect and got it because of my size and attitude . Mom was the only woman I ever cared for . I gave her some money that I had been saving up . Using it with some of her own money , she bought a trailer out in the country for us . It had some acreage with it where we planted a garden and I built her a front porch to sit on and enjoy . She still worked at the lounge but only did the bartending . I have to say that the main thing in life that I regret was making my mother cry . It would tear me apart on the inside . She was the last person I 'd ever want to hurt in anyway . I would be gone days at a time but I would call her to make sure she was all right . She was a little older now and had some girl friends she hung out with sometimes . They were all divorced or widowed women who went out once in awhile and often played cards . It was good to see mom enjoying a little bit of life because she sure the hell had earned it . When I wasn 't working on bikes I hung out at the den . We would go in the bar and play pool and some of the other games . Usually we had a few of the biker girls in there with us . It was always good to see fresh meat come in . I can 't tell you how many times some married women would come in and act surprised to see mostly bikers in there . Who were they kidding ? What the hell did they expect to find inside with thirty bikes or so in front of the joint . We knew what they wanted and they usually got it . We 'd buy them some drinks and then take them next door to the den and fuck them . I loved fucking married broads . We knew we were getting things their husbands never did . They 'd suck our cocks and we would double team most of them . For some strange reason they wanted to be degraded . I can 't say why but we would give them whatever they wanted . I fucked more than one in the ass . I wasn 't really big on ass fucking because it hurt my dick . I preferred a hot wet pussy to an ass anytime . One time we actually had a pissing contest . We 'd done it more than once but I want to explain exactly what it was . We had these two married women who wanted to try something different . We kept giving them beer until they had to piss . We made them hold it in and after they stripped , we started rubbing their pussy . We told them we wanted to see which one could hold back from pissing the longest . We were finger fucking them and rubbing their clit at the same time . All of a sudden , they would orgasm and their bladder would let loose . Here were two married women pissing across the room . Damn that was fun to take part in and watch some guys wife letting herself go like that . It might not have been legal be we actually had video cameras filming any action that took place in the den . If any woman yelled rape , we had the proof on tape . We never had to use the tapes because if anyone accused us of something we knew we could just play it for the woman and that should do the trick . No one knew they were being filmed but we had a hell of a collection to watch if we ever got bored . Not everything in my life was enjoyable sex . Three different times someone stabbed me and a dude shot me once . They were all with either street gangs who wanted to take us on or other biker groups who didn 't want us riding through their territory . After each stabbing , I had to spend at least a day or so in the hospital . When I was shot in the side , I was in the hospital for three days . It scared my mom half to death . Damn , I hated making her worry but that 's just how my life was . I also spent a few nights in jails when we were caught disturbing the peace . Another bad habit I had was smoking weed . Usually it made me mellow out but once in awhile it seemed to have the opposite affect . I got into a fight with some asshole trying to put the make on my mom after following her home . I was nearly thirty at the time . I arrived home and mom was outside telling the asshole to leave her alone because she had no interest in him . He was intoxicated and wasn 't listening . I reached out and hit him over and over . No asshole called my mom a slut . I beat him to within an inch of his life . A passerby had called the cops who arrested me and sent the prick to the hospital . Mom tried to explain that the man had bothered her . " Ms . Baxter , you could have just went in the house or called the police yourself . This all happened outside and your son nearly killed the man . Also , we found a substance in his pocket which we believe to be marijuana . " Again , my mother was crying as they put me in the cruiser . Eventually the court found me guilty of assault and in possession of a controlled substance . Because of my previous arrest , I ended up with a sentence of eighteen months in prison . Before I tell you a little about my prison life , I want to mention that mom never spoke badly of my biker friends . Many of them called her mom and ate dinner with us . They told me that they 'd take care of her while I was away . In prison , I had to prove myself just as I had to do everywhere else . Why these guys wanted to mess with me I really don 't know . I was almost six and a half feet tall and weighed in at nearly three hundred pounds . My first day in with the general population some asshole came up to me in the dinner line and told me I was going to be his bitch . Without even looking at him , I caught him hard with an elbow to the side of his face . He went down ; I know I dislocated his jaw . Taking my plastic tray , I hit him square across the face breaking his nose . I kicked him several times until the guards hit me with clubs and pulled me away from the bastard . I got a week in solitary confinement , which was all right with me . When I got out of there , a number of ex bikers greeted me . I was now part of a group . I still had fights regularly but at least I wasn 't alone . The bastard that I had hit was still in the prison hospital when I was out of confinement . I also got a prison job working on vehicles after the warden found out I was a mechanic . I did my best to stay out of trouble but it had its way of finding me . I never started another fight but I ended most of them . I was known as the guy not to fuck with . Still , some guys always thought since they were bigger or meaner that they might be badder . I had about six months to go when a group started a fight with the bikers . Somebody stabbed me twice with a shiv and I ended up in the prison hospital for two weeks . While being laid up I did a lot of thinking . I was just getting too old for this shit . I made a mental decision that when I got out of prison that I was going to try turning things around and get a life . I couldn 't believe it when the warden told me I would be getting out two months early . It had something to do with over - population and that I 'd paid my debt to society . Mom couldn 't have been happier . A couple of biker friends brought her to pick me up at the prison . It was so good to see her smiling face . I had a talk with Jake at the cycle shop and he told me he was getting too old and was thinking of retiring . I still had a few bucks saved up and gave it as a down payment on the shop . I would pay Jake so much a month till I paid off the business . It gave him a decent income along with his social security and helped me buy my own business . I was now the owner of the cycle repair shop . I called it Bears Bike and Cycle Repair . I had one employee that worked for Jake in my absence ; his name was Ralph and he was a young man learning the cycle repair business . We got rid of the gas pumps seeing there was a lot of expense but not much profit . Most of our business was cycles and bikes and they didn 't use much gas . We did do a number of vehicle repairs for customers also . We just specialized in bikes . I would work most of the day at the shop then go across the street and have a few brews at Ray 's Bar . At one time , it was a pretty heavy hangout for bikers . There were still quite a few coming in but nothing like the old days . It was fine with me because I was pretty much a loner . I hung at the bar with a few guys but I didn 't travel with them anymore . One night I was sitting there when a female friend came in . I 'd had sex with her a number of times and we were sitting there playing a little grab ass when four bikers came in and started up with me . Apparently , she had broken up with one of these guys and he wasn 't over her yet . After a little pushing and shoving , Ray the owner told us to take it outside of his bar . I got up and headed out the back door to the parking lot . Many scores ended up settled out there . I expected a fair fight but before I knew it , two assholes jumped on my back . The guy in front of me hit me in the stomach . I asked myself , " What the fuck happened to bikers honor ? " I figured I was in deep shit till some young kid came out with a pool stick swinging at the two assholes like a maniac . He was with Ray , the bar owners nephew . I 've seen Ryan in the bar a number of times , but have never seen this other guy . Ryan and this young kid beat the fuck out of the two assholes that were on my back . It let my arms free and I hit the guy who had hit me in the stomach . Down he went and the ringleader came at me with a knife . I grabbed his arm , elbowed him in the jaw , and then beat the fuck out of him . About that time the police came and I figured I was in big trouble but Ray the bar owner came to my rescue and told the cops what went down . They questioned me and the other witnesses then we all went back into the bar . They took the two bikers to the hospital and the other two had run off . I thanked this young guy whose name I later found out was Jessie and told him if he ever needed a favor to give me a call . He mentioned that he was leaving for boot camp the next day but thanked me for the offer . I also thanked Ryan who ended up being a good friend of mine even though we ran in different circles . I saw Jessie about seven weeks later and took him out for a piece of ass as a going away present . I called a couple of older women who I knew would treat him right . I have a feeling he had his first ever blowjob and three - way that night . These women did a number on him . The young stud must have come at least three times . He thanked me over and over again for the good time . I told him to look me up after he served his tour of duty . It was six years later before I saw him again . Meanwhile I went about my business . Ralph turned out to be a big asset . Business was so good I hired another employee . Life wasn 't too bad . Plenty of money and got laid just about anytime I wanted . Some of these women just couldn 't get enough . I still made it with divorced and married women now . Most were in their mid to late thirties . I spent most evenings at home with mom . She never minded if I had a friend or two over for dinner and a few beers . I think she just liked having me around . She started going to church regularly . She never pressed it on me but did say it made her feel better . She just wanted to get right with God and often thanked him for taking care of me . That 's just the kind of woman she was . She had smoked too much and developed a lung problem . She would cough and had trouble breathing . I took her to the doctor and he said she had cancer and there was no reason to cut her open . It would just spread ; he said she had less than four months . I cried like a big baby . She was the only woman I ever loved . I came home every night and stayed with her . Three months later she died . She had told me that everything would be all right . She was going home to be with the Lord and she would never be in pain again . I called her minister and told him I had no idea what I should do . I 'd never buried anyone before but I wanted the best for my mom . He told me not to worry because the church would handle taking care of the funeral and services . I did tell him that mom carried a five thousand dollar life insurance policy and if that wasn 't enough that I would see it was paid for . He was a good man and he and the men and women of his church helped me out . Mom 's service was beautiful . She did look at rest and like she was just sleeping . Her friends started coming in to see her . I didn 't know she had so many friends . Many I recognized and others I met for the first time . So many people came that used to go into the bar . I cleaned up a little but I think I surprised a lot of people . I didn 't look like the typical son you would have expected for such a nice caring woman . We had visiting hours one night and the next day up to the time of services . I couldn 't believe how many lives my dear mom had touched . Outside of the church , we heard a loud rumble . I looked out and saw a long line of bikers all coming to pay their respects to my mom . It brought tears to my eyes seeing all these men , some with their women all coming into the church . The funeral procession to the cemetery had a large number of vehicles but what was more exciting was to see seventy - six bikes riding two abreast following the vehicles . The minister told me that they had a basket for cards and donations and gave it to me . Almost every card had some money in it . I asked the ladies of the church if they would help me send thank you cards to those with addresses . So many people sent baskets of flowers . My mom loved flowers . I had more than enough money to pay for the funeral and services . I also got my mom a nice headstone . The rest of the money I donated to the church . I wanted to mention that the church supplied a nice buffet dinner for all those attending the funeral services . Mom had really met some nice people . Most didn 't judge me or my biker friends . Life went on but it wasn 't quite the same without coming home and seeing my mother and having dinner with her . I tried to keep the trailer and property as nice as my mom left it . I did spend more time eating out . One day I looked through the sympathy cards again and realized that there wasn 't one from my so - called birth father . I knew he stopped in a couple of times a year when I wasn 't home . Mom had told me so . I looked through mom 's personal papers until I found his address and decided it was about time I paid him a visit . I had never been to his place . I really had no love for this man at all but the least he could have done was give my mom some flowers . I figured I would have a four - hour bike ride to where he lived . I told Ralph to handle things while I was gone since it might be a day or so . I didn 't know what I was going to say when I saw this sperm donor dad of mine but I was paying him a visit anyway . According to the information mom had on him , he was married again . He had been married and divorced twice . He had gotten married a third time last year . He wife 's name was Lilith . I had no idea why he and mom kept in touch . Maybe she did have some kind of feelings for him . I really didn 't know . Up to the time when I turned eighteen , I knew it was because of the support checks and medical bills . I arrived in the city and looked for his house . I stopped at the post office and they directed me to the suburbs . It was a really nice looking house sitting on about an acre of ground . I guess the old man had some money after all . I knew I never saw any of it . I doubt mom did either . " You 're mom passed away ? I 'm so sorry , I don 't think Milton even knew . I 'm sure he would have paid his respects otherwise . " What a stupid fucking old man . Damn , I hated him . I just shook my head . She looked at me and maybe she felt a bit sorry for me , I don 't really know , but she opened the door and asked me in for a few minutes . " Come on in and rest for a little bit . If you ever see Milton , please don 't tell him I let you in . He 'd really get mad . What should I call you ? It seems so weird calling you Milton , too . Besides , you don 't look like a Milton . " I was getting my first good look at Lil as she pulled her robe closed . She still had on red baby doll pajamas . I was staring at her and she knew it . She had a nice body with a good figure and looked maybe around thirty . I had to wonder why she hooked up with the old man . She went to get the beer and I followed . The place had to be worth some bucks , I decided . I noticed both a pool and hot tub through the window . It was obvious I scared her by the look on her face when she turned to see me within a few feet of her . We went and sat down in the living room . As she sat down her robe opened showing me her legs . She saw me staring and didn 't make much effort to cover them . She still didn 't cover her legs . " Your dad , I mean Milton , came in the club a lot and we became friends . He kept asking me out and after a few months , I accepted . A few months later we got married . " " I see what dad got out of the deal , but what about you ? An older man married and divorced twice . Two kids older than you , or me for that fact , and a kid he calls a bastard kid , that would be me . " " Look Milton , I mean Bear . I was married once and it was a bad relationship . I had nothing and then I met your dad . He 's a nice man and treats me good . I can have most anything I want . " " Love is an odd word . In a sense , we love in our own ways . Even though we are years apart in age , we are compatible . " " I don 't know why I 'm telling you anything . Your father hates you even though I think he loved your mother . He despised the idea of having you . He told me that he 'd asked your mother to marry him after his first divorce but she laughed in his face . She told him that she had her son and didn 't need a cheating man . He holds you responsible for her not marrying him . " " They don 't care much about me or my work . They just don 't understand their father or me . If I ever left him or him me , I am taken care of ; he has things in place in case either of us leave so I 'll be fine . The same goes for when he dies . His kids and I will share the assets . I 'm sorry to say he did not include you , " she said looking rather sad at me . " I . . . I . . . I don 't know what to say . If your dad finds out , he 'll . . . God I don 't know what he 'd do . He hates you so much . Anyone else I could probably get by telling him about but not you . " " Lil , I 'm going to fuck you . If you ask me to stop I will but I think you want it as bad as I do , " I said as I slipped my hand up to her panty - covered pussy . " Stand up here in front of me . " She didn 't tell me not to stop , just not tell my old man who I never saw anyway . As she stood in front of me , I grabbed and squeezed her pussy , using my whole hand until I felt her pussy getting wet through her pajama panties . She was getting weak in the knees as I continued the motion . I 've been with many women just like her . Most married women I 've been with acted the same way . The only difference here was getting revenge on the old man . Even if he didn 't know , I didn 't care . Just fucking his wife was good enough for me . I kept playing with her pussy and set her down next to me on the couch . She was somewhat of a submissive doing whatever I asked her . " Open your robe and let me see your breasts , " I said . " Bear , I 'll do whatever you want but promise me you 'll never tell your father . You must promise me . I know you 're probably doing it for revenge but I don 't want him to know . " " Sure Mom , " I said to her . After all , she was my stepmother . " I promise I won 't tell Dad that I fucked the hell out of his wife . When is he due home ? " I smiled at her as I got on my knees between her legs and ripped off her pajama panties . I spread her legs and buried my face into her pussy . She had a small patch of brown hair that I rubbed against my face . With my beard rubbing all over her pussy , she was ecstatic and made lots of noises . I was going to give her the full treatment that I didn 't give many women . I wanted to be the best fuck she 'd ever had . For a swinger , it would take some work but I was up for it . She had both hands around my head pulling me tighter against her . Damn , she was one hot little number . I could feel her coming all over my beard . I kept tonguing her till I felt her orgasm subside . I pulled my tongue out of her pussy and started kissing her with her juices all over my beard . She didn 't hesitate returning my kisses . She was one hot mama . I stood and picked her up like a little doll then asked the way to the master bedroom . Once in there I told her to strip which she did while smiling . As I said , I was a big man and when I took off my shirt , she kissed my chest and even gently massaged my nipples . I dropped my pants and she sat down on the bed and took my cock into her mouth . She was good . She held my cock close to its head so she wouldn 't choke and gave it a good tongue washing . I told her it was time to put my cock in her cunt . She liked the dirty talk . She got in the middle of the bed and I spread her legs and mounted her . I kept my body upright and held on to her legs while I pounded my cock into her wet pussy . I turned her over like a rag doll and pulled her ass up in the air until I could put my cock back into her very wet pussy . I pushed it in fast and deep with her shoving her ass back for more . She had to be one of the horniest women I 'd ever been with . She couldn 't get enough . No wonder the old man loved her . I knew I was close to exploding so I pushed in hard and held her ass against me so I was as deep as I could possibly be . I came in long squirts , with her screaming out how much she loved it with each one . I felt her pussy spasm time and time again . I looked over at the clock and we had been at it for over an hour . Sweat dripped from both of us . I pulled my now somewhat soft cock out of her . She told me she felt so empty . I lifted her up and carried her through the kitchen . After I climbed in I stretched out and she came over and sat on my lap . We spent almost another hour in the tub . She listened to me talk about my past while I rubbed her tits and pussy . I reached down to start fingering her and started rubbing her clit with my thumb . " Come on Lil , let 's see you pee . " I pumped faster as I spoke watching her trying to hold back . " God , Bear , I can 't hold back much longer . Oh God , I can 't hold it in , I just can 't , " she said as her bladder broke loose and she was peeing hard as the hot fluid gushed out of her . I pulled my hand away while she emptied herself . She must have pissed for half a minute or longer . What ever cum she had left in her came out as well . She told me she had never felt anything like that ever . I had reached my goal of fucking the old man 's young wife . I told her that I hoped she had a good filtering system in the hot tub . It had a lot of work to do with the mess that she 'd made . We got out of the tub and I toweled her off before we walked back into the house . She told me she was exhausted from our workout and we went back into her bedroom . I closed the blinds and told her we both needed a rest . We both fell asleep . It was hours later when we woke up to the ringing of the phone . Lil answered it . It was her old man , Milton . She put her finger to her lips for me to be quiet . I thought about yelling out but even though I despised the bastard , I liked Lil . Why ruin it for her ? I only heard half the conversation . " Yes , Honey , I was just resting . No , I don 't work tonight . Probably I 'll just watch my soaps and get to bed early . For some reason , I 'm really tired today . " Each sentence had a bit of silence between it where it was obvious the old man was doing the talking . Her side of the conversation went on as I laid back . She explained how I 'd stopped in but the she hadn 't let me in since I appeared angry . After a brief pause , she told him that mother had died and I wanted to know why he hadn 't paid his respects . I figured he must have been talking when she stayed quiet for a while before pointing out we 'd stayed outside for a few minutes before I left . I grinned when she told him I was big with a shaggy beard and motorcycle . She went on to tell him I was scary looking like the bikers from the Hell 's Angel movie . Her hand played with the sheet as she said of course I hadn 't tried anything with her . A light blush stained her cheeks as she said she 'd show him tomorrow how much she missed him . She told him she loved him and hung up before looking at me . " Leave ? You have to be kidding . We can be together the whole night . I want you every way possible . Right now , I think we need to eat something . Have you got anything in the fridge ? " " Lil , the old man won 't be home till tomorrow afternoon . I 'll leave first thing in the morning and I 'll put my bike in your garage for tonight . You have caller ID so don 't answer the phone to anyone who you think might want to come over . Milton already checked on you and I don 't think his kids will be calling . Come on , this is a one - time thing here . Let 's make the most of it and I promise I 'll be gone first thing in the morning . " I made a couple of omelets using whatever I could find . We had toast and hash browns with it . Lil told me she had never met anyone like me . I had to admit to her that I wasn 't a normal kind of guy . After we ate , we went and watched her soaps that she had taped . I fingered her during a couple of episodes and fucked her after that . She sat on the floor in front of me and I started rubbing her shoulders . She was so soft and warm . It wasn 't long before we turned off the tv and went back into the bedroom where I continued to rub her whole body . She was on her stomach so I could rub her ass and soon she spread her legs . Her pussy was soaking wet . I told her this time she was going to have to do the work as I laid down on my back and she mounted me . It was something with her bracing herself with her hands on my chest and riding my hard cock . I loved watching her juices run down my cock every time she went in an upward motion . We had sex throughout the night and the last time I took her anally . We went very slowly but it felt good and soon I came deep in her ass . Even though I 'm not big on ass fucking , she was good . I woke up early the next morning and took a shower . I got dressed and left before she even woke up . I have to say that overall , I was very glad I went to see the old man . After going home , I often thought of Lil . Mind you , I didn 't love her but I often wondered about being with one woman . Of course , Lil said that she and the old man did some light swinging . It was always on the old mans terms so I could imagine what would happen if she told him about me . He 'd shit a brick . Business was good and I was back in my routine . I worked and usually went out for dinner and then went over to Ray 's for a few beers and maybe a piece of ass . The fucking wasn 't as important to me anymore . Don 't get me wrong here , I love it but I didn 't have to have it everyday . I got a call from the funeral director . He told me that a man had stopped by and inquired about mom 's grave . I went out there and sure enough , there was a basket of flowers from Milton . The card just said , " I 'll miss you , love Milton . " Milton had asked the funeral director if there was enough money to pay for her funeral . He told me that when the old man heard that there were more than enough donations and that I gave the remainder to the church , he actually had a tear in his eye . Son of a bitch , I thought ; the old man really did have feelings for mom . I figured it was his lifestyle that mom wouldn 't agree to . Milton donated another thousand dollars to the church in honor of my mom . I have to say that made me feel good . I still didn 't care for the bastard but it was good to know that he held feelings for mom .