Weekend At Estelle’s

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My story begins in 2003. I married the love of my life one year after I enlisted in the Armed Forces. I will keep much of my service a secret, I don’t want my buddies, if they read this, to know who I am. So, my name is Randy. Married life was fun, both of us wanted to be child free so I elected to have a vasectomy to make sure it never happened. Sylvia and I were both animals in bed, we fucked every night and sometimes multiple times on the weekend if I wasn’t working. Sometimes we invited a woman into our bed for threesomes, sometimes Sylvia had two men to satisfy her carnal desires. We met other couples and started swinging. We would rent a cottage or hotel suite because we didn’t want to be caught by the base authorities. The UCMJ has an article that makes adultery unlawful. I would guess swinging falls under that article since everyone’s fucking everyone else. Life was great until my unit was called up for duty in Iraq. Sylvia cried everyday. We talked about where she would stay while I was gone and her parents decided that she should stay with them. Sylvia and I agreed. The next day we made all the arrangements for the move back home. The day my unit left the base, Sylvia and I said our goodbyes. She was crying, no, it was more like she was sobbing. She didn’t want to let go of me until we were signaled to mount up to travel to the base airstrip. I kissed her one last time, “The year will fly by and I will be home sooner than you think. I love you and thank your parents for me.” “Be safe and come back to me, I love you,” she said between sobs. The bus ride to the airstrip was very quiet. The married guys and any guy that left a girlfriend behind just stared out the bus window, deep in their own thoughts. The flight over was long and noisy. Noisy because military planes are built for service not comfort so we were very uncomfortable the whole trip. I won’t go into any details of what we did or how we did it while in Iraq. War is not a pretty picture. I received a letter, sometimes two, every week from Sylvia. Mom wrote often and so did some of my cousins that I was close to. About six months into my tour the number of Sylvia’s letters became less and less. I wrote my Mom and asked her, ‘if she was ok’? Mom wrote back that she had moved out of her parents home and was living on her own. She had a job as a cocktail waitress at one of the lounges in town. Other than that she knew nothing because Sylvia wasn’t communicating with any of the family, her own included. I wrote to Sylvia and asked what was going on and why had she moved out. Three weeks later at mail call I received a letter from her explaining how she couldn’t live at home anymore because she felt the parent/child relationship reared its ugly head. Her parents were watching her every move and it made her uncomfortable. It was also in this letter that she dropped the divorce bomb on me. She wanted out of the marriage, she had met another man and was living with him in his apartment. She met him while waitressing and she just couldn’t hold out without any sex anymore. She said, ‘I don’t love him, I won’t marry him, I just fuck him.’ She also informed me that the divorce papers were being drawn up and all I had to do was sign them and it would all be over. Needless to say I was stunned and hurt by the news. A couple weeks later the divorce papers arrived and I signed them and mailed them back. Sylvia didn’t want anything from me. All our household goods were in storage and would be mine when I returned back to the states. There were no outstanding loans or bills from our marriage. She did take the car and that was ok with me, it wasn’t long for this world anyway. I agreed that she could drop my last name and she would resume using her maiden name, that was fine with me. A two months later I had in my possession the final decree and I was single again. My tour finally ended and I was shipped back to the states, to a base in Texas. I was near San Antonio and I spent many weekends in the city. There were plenty of bars and lounges to go to. The guys would always be hitting on the younger chicks and ending up broke and maybe one or two would get lucky for the night. Not me, I learned from an old sergeant escort beylikdüzü who told me, “Let the young fools spend their hard earned money on the young ones, they will be going back to base lonely. Lock eyes and smiles with an older gal. Let her know that you are available to her and she will take care of you.” I took Sarges advice to heart and it worked well. I always let the older gal know I was interested in her, by giving her a big smile. If she didn’t come to my table right away, I would go to hers, usually her table friends would hit on me also. When her friends hit on me she would then turn into the cougar she was. I would invite my quarry to dance. After we danced awhile I would invite her back to my table. I mean they wanted to talk, drink, dance and have a good time, I obliged them. I liked the older women, they were always ready to fuck and they taught me a lot of techniques about sex. This was fun! I didn’t need any money to spend because they spend their money. Of course they wanted me to stay with them the night either at their place or at some hotel. I wasn’t a total whore though, I was picky about the women I slept with. They had to appeal to me with both personality and looks. I would give them my youthful energy when I fucked them, which I did often and hard. Very seldom did I have a repeat ‘date’ with any of my conquests. I was a fuck em and leave em kind of guy. I have a decent sized cock, about eight inches long and fairly thick. I never encountered a woman who went apeshit over it, most didn’t care, they just wanted a young guy to fuck them and to fuck him back. The oldest woman I laid was in her fifties. We were at a motel our first night together. She was probably the best piece of ass out of all the women I slept with. She was pretty, still had a fine body, her tits were a B cup so they didn’t really sag. I was sure she was a gym rat because her belly was as flat as a teenage girls and she was in great shape. She told me she was a widow and her name was Estelle, Essie for short. It was her pussy that really got to me, it was as fine to look at as my ex-wife’s was. Essie did not wax or shave though. I went down on her for hours, well it seemed like hours, in a good way. We fucked hard, she cum twice before I cum. She was still hot and horny and wanted to go again right away. She understood it took awhile for me to be ready again. For some unexplained reason I liked her and wanted to fuck her again. She asked me, “What are you doing this coming weekend? Can you get a weekend pass? I like you and I would like to do this again.” I told her, “I had this coming weekend free and I didn’t need a pass anymore because of my rank and I too would like to be with her again.” “You have not told me your name, is there a reason?” “Sorry, my name is Randy. Would you mind if I said something to you about tonight?” “Honey, tell me anything you want.” “OK, I’ve been with many mature women since I returned from Iraq and you are the one that stands out as the best of the best. I enjoyed tonight immensely, you are beautiful, youthful and of all the ass I’ve had in my life, you are the best! Is this coming Friday night Ok?” “Sweetie, Friday is fine, meet me at the same bar at 7 and be prepared for a weekend of bliss!” The week went by fairly fast, we were kept busy with training every day. Friday afternoon we knocked off early. Most guys were anxious, Wednesday the Eagle had shit, to spend their money and maybe get laid in town. I took my time, enjoying a nice long hot shower. I spent a bit more time preening myself. Essie is one fine broad and I wanted her to be proud of me wherever we went or whatever we would be doing. I packed a sackpack with an extra pair of jeans and extra underwear. My toiletries were packed too. I looked in my mirror, I looked sharp with my cowboy boots and hat. I wondered what Essie would be wearing, something sexy I hoped. I arrived at the bar at 6:50, took a quick glance around just in case Essie was early. She wasn’t here yet so I sat at the bar where I could see people who were entering. I didn’t even have my first drink served when I spotted her walking in. I waved to catch her eye and escort akbatı she saw me. She walked over to me smiling all the way. I was happy to see her and smiled back. The lady was dressed to kill, totally western. Her clothes were impeccable, only what a very rich woman could afford. Her jean shorts fit her like a glove, tightly encasing her slim upper thighs and tight ass. Her western cut shirt was unbuttoned enough to show she was braless, her hard nipples poking out. She was topped off with a beautiful custom made cowgirl hat. She was turning heads as she walked over to me. She sat on the stool next to me then leaned over and gave me a kiss. She was marking her territory, namely me, and I was happy for her to do it! The bartender came over and took her drink order. “Have you eaten dinner yet?” She asked. “Not yet,” I replied. “After this drink lets go grill some steaks at my condo. How does that sound to you?” “Sounds great,” I replied. “My god, you are beautiful and so sexy. We might not make it out of the parking lot!” “Bottoms up, let’s get out of here. I want to work up an appetite at my place.” Essie didn’t have her car so she played navigator and guided me to her condo. About twenty minutes later I drove into a driveway that went down to a parking garage below some very expensive condos. Essie reached into her purse and pressed a button on a remote and a door opened and a security guard walked toward my car. I rolled my window down. “Hi Charles, Essie Ward here. My friend Randy and I will be here all weekend.” Charles looked into my car and saw Essie in the passenger seat. “Howdy Ms Ward. Nice to have you here, I need your friend’s full name, please. “I’m Randy Dunbar, Charles,” I said, noting that security was tight. “Thank you sir and have a nice evening.” The garage door opened and Essie directed me to a parking space next to her car. She pointed at the wall, “Remember the number Randy, this will make it easier next time you come here. That’s if you want to drive back to be with me.” “Essie, I’ll be here anytime you want me to be.” We left the car and she held my hand as she led me to the elevator. She slipped a card through a slot and the door opened. We entered the car and it automatically went to her condo. When the door opened I was treated to a very large expensive living room. I was really impressed to say the least. “Come, let me show you around. I want you to feel at home here, can you do that for me?” “I’ve never been in such a nice home. I’m at a loss for words to describe what I am seeing.” “You don’t have to Randy, this condo is for you and I to play in. I bought it a month ago because traveling back and forth to the ranch was tiring. I stay here now when in town.” Essie showed me each room and I was in total awe at the expansiveness of it all. The master bedroom was huge, there was enough room for what I was sure, was a massive custom built bed, there even was a sitting area with what looked like an eighty inch TV with surround sound and home theater seating for two. There was a couch also in the sitting area. Her walk-in closet was as big as my old townhouse family room, from there she led me into the master bath. All I can say is that I thought I was in the most expensive New York hotel’s bath. I could see that Essie was having fun showing me around. There was a second bedroom with its own walk-in closet and ensuite bath also. Next Essie showed me what she called ‘The Bar’. It was like a real bar with six bar stools. A complete back bar all loaded with top shelf liquor. I don’t know why Essie went to bars, other than to be with her friends, when she had all this here. “We ain’t done yet,” she said as she led me out through a sliding glass wall onto her private balcony. The balcony was set up like a landscaped backyard entertainment area. “This whole area is built as green space,” she said. The landscape designer and gardener did a wonderful job, don’t you think?” “I’ve never seen anything like this in my life. Your condo is nothing but beautiful.” “Here is the barbeque pit. I’m not hungry yet, so let’s go back inside.” She was still holding my hand this whole time, she now led me back into the condo escort beylikdüzü and straight to her bedroom. I was hoping she would be up for a sexual romp before dinner, I really wanted to fuck this hot woman. “You wait here for me,” she said as she headed into the master bath. “I’ll be right back after I change into something I hope you will like. Take your boots off while I’m gone.” I sat down and pulled my boots off faster than a bunny can run. I had a feeling she would be coming out of that bathroom dressed in something that would make my cock hard in a New York minute. After a few minutes she returned and I was right. Before me was the most gorgeous woman a poor man like me could be blessed to look at. She was maybe twentyfive or thirty years older than me, but my cock was standing tall and hurting in my pants. Essie was wearing what is called 1940’s wedding lingerie. Her legs were encased in white stockings that were held up by a white garter belt. Over that were sheer white skimpy panties. Above that a sheer bra so sheer I could see the little bumps on her areolas. Her nipples pointing straight out, trying to break free of her bra. Covering all this was the sheerest silk robe. My cock was leaking precum all over me. This woman had me so hot I was sizzling! How could one woman be so stunningly gorgeous, so fucking hot, so sexy and to top it off, she was all mine! I just could not fathom how lucky I was. “You like?” She asked. “Oh, my, god,” I exclaimed. “Essie, you are so…I can’t describe how stunning beautiful and sexy you are! I think I have cum in my jeans you are so fucking hot! How can you be such a hot woman? I want you so to me.” Essie walked over to me and kissed me deeply. Our tongues were twisting around each other, frantically trying to gain the advantage over each other. Essie unbuttoned my shirt, pulled it up and out of my jeans and slipped it off my shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. She pulled her lips from mine and started kissing my chest. Teasing my nipples with her tongue while lightly sucking on them. This woman sure knew how to make me the hornyest cowboy in Texas! Essie dropped to her knees, unbuckling my belt, zipping down my fly and pulling my jeans down, all in one swift move. I stepped out and kicked my jeans to the side. Essie slid her hand over my cock and squeezed hard through my boxers. My cock was as hard as a rock! Essie then slid my boxers down over my ass, over my knees and to the floor. She came back up my body, reaching for my cock that was standing at twelve o’clock, it was so hard. Essie had to pull my cock down and away from my belly so she could put it in her mouth. “Oh god,” I moaned as her wet lips slipped over my cockhead, pushing my foreskin back. With her lips slipping over my glans, back and forth, I felt the beginnings of an orgasm building. “Essie you sure know how to suck my cock! Don’t stop but don’t make me cum yet!” She removed her mouth from my cockhead, but continued kissing and licking my shaft. Essie worked on my cock and balls for a few more minutes before standing up. “Take my clothes off, Randy strip me so I am as naked as you.” I carefully removed her sheer gown and hung it over a chair back. I stood behind her and cupped her breasts with my hands, rubbing my thumbs over her nipples. Essie moaned. Essie put her hands behind my head and slid her head back, alongside mine. I whispered in her ear, “Essie, I going to fuck you tonight within an inch of your life. I don’t think you have ever been fucked like I will be fucking you tonight.” “Get these clothes off of me…now. I am so hot and horny, my cunt is dripping my juices down my thighs!” I resumed stripping Essie’s body by removing her bra. Her nipples were to much for me to pass by, I had to suck on them. I tweaked one nipple while I sucked on the other, then I switched nipples. Essie held my head tightly to her breast while I sucked hard and bit down enough for her to pull back and moan, her nipple snapping from my lips. I kissed her belly as I sunk to my knees. When my eyes were level with her pussy I was surprised, she had shaved her pubic hair into a landing strip. I placed my hands on each hip, pulling her panties down with my finger tips. Slowly her pussy was revealed to my eyes. I pulled my head back so I could see better. “I had my pussy waxed and shaved just for you. I hope you like what I have done.” “I love what you have done for me Essie. I just hope that I can please you like you have pleased me.

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