0 comments/ 185401 views/ 7 favorites My Summer Job By: Ledz The summer after my sophomore year of college began as a boring one. I was taking summer school classes to fulfill a few perspectives so that I could concentrate on my major courses during my last two years of school. I had a work-study job during my time in summer school so the rent wasn't a problem at the time, but once summer school was over it was different story. I had no classes to go to, no job, no friends to hang out with (everyone I knew went home and my roommates were both still in summer school and had jobs), and nothing to do that would fill that empty void—that is until one fateful day in early July. On one of my many days of job hunting I came across a flyer that requested help with yard work. There was a number to call for more information so I pulled a pin from my pocket and jotted the number down on the inside cover of the folder in which I carried my résumé's. I got back to my apartment later on that day around six o'clock, went to my room, grabbed my phone beside my bed and made the phone call. I was greeted by a soft, grandmotherly voice: "Hello," she said. "Hi. Yes my name is James and I'm calling about a flyer requesting help around the yard. I would like a little more information on the job." "Oh yes, I didn't think anyone was ever gonna call about that." "Well I'm pretty good with my hands and I don't really mind helping someone around the house; and the fact that I really need a job makes it even more appealing," I joked. She chuckled and began to tell me more about the job. "Well, my name is Maddie Ashton and you would basically be helping me out around the house. I really need someone to cut the grass once a week or so, and trim the bushes in the yard. There are a lot of things that I want to do around the house and I just need someone to help me from time to time." "Yes ma'am, I understand that completely. The work won't be as strenuous with two people doing it instead of one. I have a question though," I continued, "exactly how many days a week would I have to come over?" "Oh we can work out a set schedule later on, but I will pay you seven dollars an hour." That was all I needed to hear. So we set up a time to meet the next day, said goodbye to each other and that was it. I had finally found a job. The next day I caught the bus over to her house. She lived in a nice quiet area. I walked up to her front door and knocked. I was greeted by a sweet conservative looking woman. She appeared to be in her late fifties or early sixties, about 5'4, and fairly plump—I'd guess about 220 lbs. She wore glasses and her hair was short and curled and fairly gray. To sum it up, she looked like a grandmother. Now being a very horny college student who hasn't gotten laid in a while, I'm talking years here, I tend to involuntarily "check out" a lot of women that don't really fall into what society deems attractive. She had on a short-sleeved housedress. The buttons at the top managed to contain a very large pair of breasts. Despite the distraction I forced myself to make eye contact. She greeted me with a welcoming hello. I told her who I was, then we formally introduced ourselves and she invited me in. She told me to have a seat in the living room and asked if I wanted anything to drink. I asked for a glass of water and she shortly returned from the kitchen with two glasses of water. We talked more about the things she wanted help with around the house, and how her husband had died and how she had given up on anyone answering the ad. I told her that the job sounded great and we decided I would start tomorrow. Before I left, though, she wanted to show me around the house. As she led me around the different rooms she wanted to change, I noticed that she had a big soft pillowy looking ass. The way it swayed under her housedress was almost mesmerizing. She took me in one room and told me she wanted to make it into her sowing room. "I enjoy sowing and it would be nice to have a sowing room with all my sowing equipment in here. My own private sowing room." "That would be nice" I commented. "Yeah, and I want to paint this room and—come over here to the closet with me—and clear out this closet, especially, this mess on the top shelf." As she said that, she began tugging at a rather large box on the top shelf of the closet. The more she pulled at the box the more it looked as though it would fall, so I moved up behind her and reached over her to grab it. At the same time, I was forced to rub my crotch up against that soft ass of hers. As I pulled the box down my crotch was thrust forward causing me to lightly hump her ass. It wasn't intentional on my part, even though I enjoyed it and really took my time getting that box down. Naturally, my dick began getting hard—I mean her ass felt really nice pressed up against me. I couldn't help it. The most surprising thing, though, was that she seemed to be pressing back against me, meeting each of my thrusts. I reluctantly backed away after she got a better hold on the box and got it down by herself. She bent over and set the box down on the floor, giving me a great view of that big round ass. I had to quickly put my hands in my pockets to try and hide my erection. I'm not hung like a horse or anything. My penis is about the average six inches or so, but still very visible through a pair of jeans when I'm hard. We talked a little more as she walked me to the door and I told her I would see her tomorrow at 9:00 a.m. I arrived at her house the next day around 9:00 like I said. Ms. Maddie, as I called her, was dressed differently today. She wore a light-blue, short-sleeved, button up shirt and a pair of tan Capri pants. The few buttons at the top of her shirt were open showing a little bit of cleavage, and the bottom of her shirt seemed to hug her ass, which I find sexy as hell. I just watched her ass sway as she guided me around her house and showed me what she wanted me to do. She created quite a bit of stirring in my pants. I cut the grass that day and trimmed the bushes in her yard. Once I was finished with everything, I went to the flowerbed at the front of the house where she was working to tell her I was finished. As I approached, she just stared. Well, let me describe myself to give an idea as to what she was staring at. I'm a tall, slim guy weighing about 177 lbs. I work out quite often so my body is fairly toned. I had taken my shirt off earlier because it was pretty hot that day. "Ms. Maddie, I'm finished with everything. You need any help with anything else?" "Um, oh no, James, that's it for today," she replied looking up at my abs and chest. "Are you sure?" I asked. "Um, no I don't, I mean yes that's all for today. You can go home if you like." "Alright." That was basically how it went for a few days. I would show up and do whatever work she had for me to do and leave; but as time passed we became friendlier and more affectionate with each other. She began to cook dinner for me after my work and even allowed me to take a shower when I was really sweaty. Then, things really began to get hot. On one hot day after I finished all the work Ms. Maddie had for me to do, I took a shower and changed into the gym shorts and t-shirt that I brought with me. After I got dressed in the bathroom, I went into the kitchen where Ms. Maddie was cooking dinner." Since she had just taken a shower before me, all she had on was her bra and panties and a robe. "So whatcha cookin'?" I asked as I walked up behind her and kissed her on the cheek, making sure to rub up against her plump ass as I did. "Oh, mashed potatoes and steak." "Smells pretty good." She finished a few minutes later and we sat down at the table and ate dinner. Afterwards we sat down and watched television together. I usually catch the bus home, but Ms. Maddie said she would take me and insisted that I stay and watch the rest of the show since we were both really into it. So we sat next to each other on the couch and finished watching TV. A beer commercial came on that showed some guy in a club trying to pick up some model-looking chick. So Ms. Maddie chuckled and said, "If that's what men are going for nowadays, it's no wonder I haven't got a man." "That's not true," I said, "that girl is so fake. It's like she was manufactured in a factory. There're thousands of girls out there like her." "Yeah, but she looks like a model. She's young and beautiful and there's not an ounce of fat on her. I'm old fat and ugly. No guy wants and old lady like me." "No," I protested, "You're a beautiful woman." "It's sweet of you to say that James, but I look in the mirror everyday and I know what I see." "Well, I see a beautiful women." "That's sweet, but I know I'm fat." "So, you have a few extra pounds. It's in all the right places and I know for a fact that a lot of men find that very sexy." Then I saw something in her eyes after I said that. Her eyes seemed to twinkle as she looked at me. "Really?" "Yes. As a matter of fact, I think you're very attractive. You are a very sexy lady." And those words were the key that opened the door to one of the greatest experiences of my life. Ms. Maddie leaned over and kissed me on the cheek and said, "That's so sweet." "Not as sweet as that kiss," I quickly shot back. "Let me get another one." She laughed at that and again kissed me on the cheek. "Can I have just one more," I asked through a giggle. She more than willingly complied and went in to give me another kiss on the cheek, but as she did I made my move and kissed her on the lips. It was a light peck but it was enough. Ms. Maddie was momentarily stunned. I wasn't about to let this chance get away though, so I quickly gave her another peck on the lips, and then a third. On the third peck she returned the kiss and we continued to give each other a series of light smooches on the lips. Then, I held the kiss longer and pulled away and looked directly into her eyes. She understood then that this just wasn't friendly affection. Our relationship had grown into more. I leaned in and kissed her again, this time showing her how much my affection for her had grown. I pulled back and looked into her eyes again. "Ms. Maddie I think you're one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen. I wanna show you how I feel about you." I leaned in and kissed her again, this time I used my tongue to part her lips. We sat there kissing on the couch, our tongues imitating the lovemaking act that we would soon indulge in. "Lets go to the bedroom," she said to me. I stood and pulled her up from the couch. I held her hand and led her to the bedroom. We stood by the bed and I pulled her to me in a tight embrace and kissed her once more. I rubbed her back and moved my hands down to that wonderful bulbous ass. As I kneaded her cheeks, I could feel the blood rushing into my member and I pulled her closer to me pressing my erection into her soft belly. I reluctantly broke our kiss as I opened her robe and marveled at her body as her robe fell to the floor. She had on white panties and a massive white bra that supported two of the hugest breasts I've ever seen. Most of her body was pale but she had a tan v above her breast from being out in the sun. I took a step back, sat on the edge of the bed, and took off my own shirt. I motioned for her to come to me and she stepped over. I placed my hands on her hips, and then slid them up to her bra-clasped breasts. "They're wonderful," I said. "Can I see?" Ms. Maddie didn't say a word; she just undid her bra and let those massive breasts fall out. They were absolutely fabulous. They sagged on her belly, but they were still soft and beautiful. The nipples were pink and stood out about an inch. They were surrounded by pink areolas. I reached up and grabbed her heavy breasts and brought them to my mouth. I sucked and licked one nipple, then the other. I greedily pulled both of those massive udders to my mouth and sucked the two nipples at once. She rolled her head back and let out a sigh as I sucked and massaged her wonderful titties. At the same time, I let go of her breasts with one hand and stuck my hand in the waistband of her panties to pull them down. She immediately grabbed her hanging breast and continued to feed it to me. Once she stepped out of her panties, I let my hand slide up her inner thigh. She widened her stance a little and gave me access to the wet mound between her legs. She let out another sigh as I rubbed her pussy. "Lay down on the bed," I told her. She lay on the bed and I got down on my knees between her legs. I slowly made my way up to her cat, planting kisses on her thighs as I moved along. The enticing aroma of her juices pulled me towards her huge slit. It was covered with a graying bush and literally dripping wet. Ms. Maddie rested her meaty thighs on my shoulders as I began to eat her out. I sucked on her juicy pussy lips and then stuck my tongue in her sweet hole. Then, I saw her little nub sticking out demanding some attention. I licked her clit, sending shudders up through her body and feeling her thighs tighten around my head. As I continued to suck on her clit, I brought up my hand and stuck a finger in her pussy. She let out a moan of approval and began to writhe around on the bed. "Ohhh, don't stop." I slowly finger fucked her pussy and licked her clit as her moans grew louder. "Ugh, Ugh. Lick me. Lick me. Ohh, that feels so goooood." She began grinding her pussy against my face. Her moans were very loud now and came from deep inside her. I could tell she was going to cum any second as I continued to suck on her clit. Suddenly, her thighs tightly clasped around my head and she began bucking against my face. "Ohhh, I'm, I'm…ohhh." She tried to tell me she was cumming but it was lost in her moans of pleasure. A flood of her juices flowed from her pussy and I eagerly lapped it up. My dick was rock hard now and I just had to have her. I stood up and pulled my shorts and boxers down as she lay there taking in all of my body with her eyes. I climbed on top of her and felt my hard dick nudge the opening of her pussy. "I want to feel you inside me, James." "I want to be inside you," I replied. We kissed again and she bucked her hips up trying to get me to enter her. I broke our kiss and lifted myself above her. She reached between us and guided my dick into her wet puss. She moaned as we both laid there, a part of each other. Damn, it felt great. She wasn't tight, but she was very wet from her orgasm and hot as hell. I began to slowly pump into her. She moaned again. My rhythm began to pick up: in and out, in and out, my cock sloshed in her pussy, as her moans grew louder. I could feel my balls beginning to tighten. "Aww, Ms. Maddie, I'm gonna cum." "That's it baby. Go ahead and cum in me." I held back as long as I could but I couldn't take it anymore. The feel of Ms. Maddie's hot pussy engulfing my cock overcame me and I came. Spurt after spurt of my spunk filled her up. The feel of me cumming inside her sent her over the edge and I felt my cock being bathed in her juices as she came for the second time that evening. I collapsed on top of Ms. Maddie, my sapped member still inside her. "God James, I haven't felt that in such a long time." "Neither have I," I said as I rolled off of her. A few minutes passed and she asked if I wanted her to take me home now. "No. I think I have a little more work to do around here." She smiled then leaned over me and gave me a very passionate kiss. My Summer Job I took a trip the summer after my eighteenth birthday out to the west coast to visit my Aunt Mary and two of my cousins, Alyssa and James. They were nearly the same age as me. Alyssa had just turned nineteen and James was seventeen. My aunt has a forty acre ranch that she uses to train horses for barrel racing and other equestrian events. My cousin Alyssa is a proficient rider and rodeo buff, excelling in barrel racing. I decided to fly out to visit them because it had been roughly ten years since I had last seen them. Also, I needed work and my aunt was willing to pay me $350 a week plus room and board in exchange for riding fences and fixing any damaged sections. I agreed to take the job without a second thought and packed the next day. My plane landed ten minutes early, but my Aunt Mary and cousin Alyssa were already waiting for me at the luggage terminal. My aunt looked about the same, just slightly graying at the temples now but my cousin had turned into a knockout. She had long blond hair, whispering across her tan shoulders. She was wearing a white tank top that accentuated her ample breasts and ultra short knit shorts, showing off her long, tanned legs. They smiled when they saw me coming down the escalator, instantly recognizing me. Alyssa's blue eyes gave me a look other than a friendly greeting, she was eyeing me up and down. When I was younger, I had a weight problem that I couldn't get a handle on. Once I hit adolescence though, I stretched out and began a rigorous workout program. I was well muscled and tanned from weeks of swimming at the beach. "Good lord, Sam, you look awesome!" Aunt Mary said, hugging me. She sounded in awe of my transformation. "Thank you, Aunt Mary" I said. "Shows what a little dedication and getting older will do to a person, you know?" She laughed and shook her head in agreement. Alyssa eagerly awaited her turn to greet me. Her teeth were perfect and white, and she had such lush lips. "Sam, oh my god, you look so different!" Alyssa said, throwing her arms around me and pressing her breasts into my hard pecs. A combination of feeling her soft mounds on my chest and the smell of her perfume gave me an instant, involuntary erection. I tried to move my hips back before she could notice, but she had a knowing look in her eyes. She gave me a sly smile as she stepped back from our embrace. "You look a lot different too, Alyssa. We are all grown up now." The three of us laughed, and I pushed my rock hard erection to a less noticeable position in my shorts. I could see Alyssa's eyes follow my movements until I was adjusted. "When's dinner, I'm absolutely famished." I asked. "Well, if you can hold out for about forty minutes or so, we'll be back at the house. I asked Dean, our cook, to prepare some ribs and chicken for tonight. He makes the tastiest barbeque sauce you've ever tasted." Aunt Mary said. "That sounds fantastic. I haven't had real barbeque for a long time." My stomach rumbled at the thought of a good home cooked meal after nearly four hours of cross country flying and eating airport food. I don't really know how they could call it "food". It smelled like food, looked like it, but definitely tasted like flavored cardboard. We walked through the airport, making small talk. Aunt Mary and Alyssa led the way to the carport. I couldn't take my eyes off of Alyssa's legs, her feet were clad in stylish flip flops. Her knit shorts were so short, you could nearly see her ass cheeks with each stride she took. I watched her ass twitching in an almost metronomic fashion, enticing me to watch it. "Sam, did you hear me?" Aunt Mary asked, bringing me out of my daze. I looked up from Alyssa's ass, bewildered and a bit embarrassed. Aunt Mary hadn't seen where my eyes were looking, but Alyssa's eyes met mine when I raised my head. She gave me another wry smile and raised her eyebrows in acknowledgment. "No, I'm sorry Aunt Mary, I missed it. I think I have jet lag or something, I kind of...spaced out for a minute there." I said, very unconvincingly. Aunt Mary laughed in response. "I asked if you were excited about working in the country. I know you always were a city boy and this is going to be a big change for you." "Yes, I can't wait actually. It feels like part of me was always missing, stifled by living in the city." I answered. It was really how I felt, city life just wasn't doing anything for me. "I'm looking forward to hearing animals again, instead of sirens and cars. I can't wait to see the stars again too, they are too hard to see with all the lights from the city." Alyssa and Aunt Mary agreed. "You can watch me train for barrel racing too, Sam. You've never seen me ride yet, I was only just taking lessons the last time we saw each other." Alyssa said, flipping her hair. It shimmered in the sunlight. "I'm looking forward to watching you. I am amazed at anyone that can ride horses, I'm afraid they would just buck me off and I'd crack my goddamn skull open." We all laughed at the thought. "Where did I park the damn car? I swear I parked it right here in section A13-C. Alyssa, where is that stub I gave you?" Aunt Mary said, flustered that she couldn't find the car. She rifled through her purse, opening every zipper and snap of each compartment. Alyssa didn't make any movements to help. She didn't have any pockets in her shorts to search through. "I think I know where it is, mom," She said. Look in your left hand." Aunt Mary looked for a second. "I only have my keys in my left hand and...oh wait, here it is." Aunt Mary said, pulling out the stub from the large tangle of her keys. "Let me see here, A 14-B. Damn, we passed it already." We walked back two rows and over one aisle and Aunt Mary used her key fob and unlocked the doors of their Blazer. I climbed into the back seat and Alyssa opened the other door to sit next to me. "Mom has a plant in the front seat so you are stuck back here with me now," Alyssa said, smiling. "Oh no," I said, feigning disgust. Aunt Mary laughed at us and hopped in the driver seat, fired up the SUV and pulled out of the parking space. I looked over at Alyssa as she checked her cell phone for messages. Her shorts had ridden up even farther on her legs, making it look like she only had underwear on. The air conditioning flowed out of the vents, it felt good on this hot day. I had broken a slight sweat on the way to the carport but the air cooled me off almost instantly. Alyssa put her phone down and shifted so she could talk to me without having to turn her head as far. Her nipples poked at her tank top like twin erasers. Thank god for air conditioning, I thought in my head. She didn't seem to notice my gaze would drift from her eyes to her nipples periodically as we talked. "So, Sam, what do you want to be?" Alyssa asked me, as I was gazing at her nipples. I looked up and her smile let me know she had seen where my eyes were. "I've always wanted to be a doctor, or athletic trainer. Computers are also a huge field and have lots of options." I said, not really answering her question, but I really didn't know what I wanted to do at the moment, besides fucking Alyssa's brains out. My erection returned as I fantasized about holding her breasts in my hands and sucking her nipples. Stripping her clothes off and sliding my cock into that tight pussy of hers. I reached down and nudged my erection to a better angle so it wouldn't protrude as obviously. I could feel her eyes on me, watching me adjust my cock. "Yes, those all sound very interesting. I wanted to be a doctor at one time, but now I think I want to be a vet for large animals. I love working with horses anyway, so it will be a good transition." She arched her back slightly, pushing her nipples even harder into the material of her tank top. She winked at me, knowing I had seen what she was doing. We talked the entire forty minutes to Aunt Mary's house, catching up on old times. Dean did make a mean rack of ribs and the chicken was the most moist that I have ever tasted. I ate two helpings of everything and soon began to feel the day catch up with me. I yawned loudly, trying to stifle it with my hand. My Aunt Mary checked her watch. "I bet you are tired, Sam, it is 10 pm now where you used to live. I bet it will take a couple of day for you to adjust to the time change." I could see the light outside the kitchen window, the sun was still shining brightly. It was only 7 pm here, way too early for bed. "I'm just a little exhausted from the flight, maybe I could catch a nap quick if you don't mind?" I asked politely. Aunt Mary smiled and Alyssa looked intrigued. "James, show Sam where the guest bedroom is. I'd let you stay in James' room because it is bigger, but he still hasn't packed the rest of his shit yet. He's leaving for Alaska in the morning to work on some fishing boat. I still think it is too dangerous, but he was insisted and it is good pay." James stood up and smiled, pushing his chair in. "Follow me, Sam, I'll show you to our dungeon." They all laughed as I followed him to the guest bedroom, Alyssa winked at me again. "I'll read you a story if you are afraid to be on that side of the house all alone, Sam." She said with a laugh. I smiled at her and she parted her legs a little bit, maybe subconsciously, maybe intentionally, but it got me hard again. "I think I'll be alright." I said picking up my bags as I headed to the far wing of the house. "Here we are." James said, pointing to the last door on the left of the hallway. "Bathroom is right here," He said, opening the door across from the guest bedroom. "Thanks man, I'll see you in awhile, need to get some shut eye. If I don't see you before you leave tomorrow, have a safe trip, dude." I shook his hand. "Thanks Sam, it's going to be hard work, but I'll make three times the money I would make working anywhere else. Catch you later." He said and walked away. I shut the door and sat down on the bed. It gave very little, and I was happy because I prefer firmer beds. I took my socks off and put them on top of one of my suitcases and pulled my shirt off, tossing it on the floor. I pulled my shorts down, took off my underwear and put my shorts back on. I can't sleep with anything restrictive on my feet or around my waist. My cock twitched a couple times when it rubbed against the fabric of my shorts. I pulled the pillow out from under the top blanket and laid down on top of all the bedding. As soon as my head hit the pillow, I was asleep. I dreamt of hot lips on my cock, sliding up and down in rhythmic motions, coupled with erotic moans. I could feel hot pussy engulfing my rigid cock, like a moist velvet vice. It felt so real that I woke with a start. The light that was behind the shades had disappeared. I glanced over at the clock on the night stand and it showed 12 AM in bold, red digits. My cock pressed against the material of my shorts so hard it felt as if it just might push through. I couldn't take the agony anymore, I put both thumbs into the waistband of my shorts and yanked them off. My cock sprang up, harder than steel and throbbed with each beat of my heart. I wrapped my fingers around it, feeling the precum on the tip. My dream had me so aroused I knew it was only going to be minutes before I came. I started stroking my cock fast and hard and I could feel my balls tightening up. My breathing got heavy and raspy as I stroked harder and harder. I was nearing my orgasm when I heard a moan other than mine in the dark room. I stopped to see if I could hear where it came from. "Oh god, don't stop now, Sam." Alyssa's voice said, only inches from my bed. She was sitting there in the dark, watching me. I turned on the lamp beside the bed and it cast a soft glow over her body. She was sitting in the arm chair near my bed. Completely naked, with one leg over the arm. Her left hand was on her magnificent breasts, the right hand was rubbing her pussy faster than I had been rubbing my cock. I could hear how wet she was, her pussy smell filled the entire room. She smiled lustily at me and stood up quickly from her position. "Oh god, Alyssa. I want to fuck you so bad." I said in a husky voice. She climbed up on the bed and began to suck my cock hungrily. She swirled her tongue around my cockhead and licked my balls eagerly. She brought me to the brink of cumming twice before she moved up the bed and started kissing me with her thick lips. "Sam, I've wanted to see if your cock was really as big as it looked through your shorts. I've wanted to suck it ever since you got off the plane. You are such a hunk now, you made me wet when you stared at me in the car." She said in a raspy voice. "I can't wait to fuck that big cock of yours." She stroked my cock as we made out. I reached down until I could feel the heat from her pussy. I could feel that she trimmed, but didn't shave her pubes off. My fingers found her moist, hot pussy and I slipped two fingers in with ease and started finger fucking her. She moaned and gyrated on my fingers like wanton whore. "Oh jesus, I need to stick my cock in this wet pussy, Alyssa." I moaned. She responded by standing up on the bed and lowering herself over my erect cock. Her pussy swallowed my cock inch by inch. It was so hot I nearly came before she was fully seated on me. She finally was sitting on me fully, my cock buried in my cousin's pussy. She moved up and down slowly at first, getting used to my size. "I know we shouldn't be doing this, Sam, but it doesn't seem like we are even cousins. We live on other sides of the country." She said, humping a little faster now. "I know it, Alyssa, but this feels right to me somehow." I thrust my hips up into her pussy in rhythm. My balls were slapping off her ass making loud sex noises. She moaned louder and louder as her orgasm swept over her. Her pussy clenched tightly around my cock, sending streams of my hot cum flowing into her pussy. "Sam, that was the best orgasm I've ever had. You were wonderful." Alyssa said, kissing my lips, my cock deflating inside of her. "You have the tightest pussy I've ever fucked, Alyssa." I told her truthfully. We had sex three more times that night, ending in doggystyle which is her favorite. The rest of my summer spent working at my Aunt's ranch was equally exciting, but those stories will have to wait for another time. My Summer Job I've got this uncle. The Black Sheep of the family I guess you'd call him. Uncle Stan. If my parents were talking about Stan and you came into the room, well, all discussion would stop and they would pretend they were talking about the weather or something. So I start wondering about this guy. My Mom's brother. We rarely saw him and he was never invited to, you know, Thanksgiving or anything. What's the big deep dark secret? What's up with Uncle Stan. When I graduated High school, to everyone's chagrin, Uncle Stan shows up at the ceremony! I guess he read about it in the local paper or something but, anyway, I hadn't seen Uncle Stan in years and years. And he's all "How ya been Brucie! Long time, no see!" When nobody was looking he stuffed an envelope into my graduation gown which contained a hunnert and fifty bucks! Cash! You could buy a car for that kind of dough back then. So me and Uncle Stan became, well, kind of buds you know? He gave me his business card which said something like "H&S publishing." Like I knew what that meant. Anyway my mom is telling me to "Respect your Uncle but...but stay away from him. Do you understand young man?" OK, now I'm really interested! I'd been working at McDonalds...Yes, that McDonalds but they'd sold, like, two dozen burgers back then and Ronald McDonald hadn't been invented and I was making a buck forty an hour. So one day I looked at this business card and I called Uncle Stan. Told him I was working for peanuts and, could he use some help at his business for the summer? He's all thrilled to hear from me and invites me down to "Intern" at H&S and he says "You're gonna love this job!" Plus, I get three bucks an hour! A shitload of money for 1967. I'm wondering what kind of business this is that a know nothing asshole like me can walk into and get that kind of dough. I work there, like, a week and I'm all "OOOOHH!" You take nasty pictures of naked girls and sell them nationwide! That's how he makes all this money. I come to figure out that Harry, technically a "Salesman," actually owns the company. He used to do nudist magazines back in the fifties. You know the kind. Mostly silly pictures of families playing Volleyball at the beach but then a few pages of naked girls who were "Interviewed" about their nudists lifestyle. There were accompanying photos that, at some point, managed to show a hint of pussy lips, in addition to the usual, kind of acceptable pubic hair shots you always saw in those mags. As the times changed and the photos became more explicit, Harry was unable to adapt so he brought in Uncle Stan who knew how to "Push the Envelope" so to speak. Oh he pushed the envelope all right. I never met or even heard of a sleazier character than my Uncle Stan. You name it, he somehow reamed it! He would hire these girls to be a "Receptionist" for the company and more often than not would end up shooting nude photos of them for his magazines! How he did it It's hard to explain but he was absolutely ruthless and knew all the angles. He was famous for having these Receptionists type up checks for the models at these exaggerated figures when he always paid the models in cash and they were lucky to get a hundred bucks. Sometimes he would have them get undressed, shoot a dozen or so pictures of them and then say "I'm sorry sweetheart, but you just don't have what it takes to appear in an H&S magazine." These girls would leave all disappointed and Stan would publish their photos anyway! If they ever complained, which they almost never did, he would just tell them to have their mother come down and they would discuss the matter further! If Stan got just the right girl, he knew he could make a lot of dough on her and he would carry her for a while as an "Employee' until he conned her into posing nude. I used to wonder why these girls never got wise. Hardly anyone ever came in the office so we really didn't need a receptionist. Stan used to bust his ass trying to figure out what he could make the receptionist type up to keep her busy! It was kind of funny really. OK so one day he's running one of these bogus ads and in walks Janie Mac...Mac something or another. I don't know if I ever knew her last name but, this girl I knew, well, kind of knew from high school! I always thought she was kind of stuck up but, well, she was so fine it might have been my imagination. I was afraid to go up and talk to her and so was every guy I knew. She had this wonderful toothy smile and a great head of curly red hair. Never had a steady boyfriend until the A-12 when she was dating this guy...Don't remember his name either but they were sort of an item. Anyway I'm telling Stan "Forget this one man. She'll never fall for your line of shit." Stan just looks at me like "Oh ye of so little faith!" Ha ha! So she works there for a few weeks and Stan's running his games. Having her make up bogus checks for four bills as "Payment for modeling" when these girls are never gonna see this dough. He would always send her to look for something in the stock room where all the books and magazines were stored so she would have to come in contact with the pornography. Sometimes Stan would catch Janie reading a dirty book or leafing through an explicit magazine and he would nudge me, like "See what I mean? I'll get her yet!" It got to be kind of a running gag between himself, Harry and me. If we ever got a really cute girl to pose, Stan brought in Roger to do the photography since he respected his ability to get really good shots that sold magazines. But still, I thought "No way Jose!" Not sweet little Janie! It was fun being part of these photo shoots and getting to see nude women, some of whom were not exactly Miss Goodie Two Shoes but Janie Mac? No way. Anyway, Janie had this little blue sports car, I dunno what kind it was but she just loved the car. So one day the thing conked out on the way to work. Just died I guess. Me and Harry always suspected Stan had RF'd the car but he never admitted it. I'd say this: Stan hated when people parked in front of H&S and would pull shit like stealing their license plates or ripping off their antennae if they did it more than a couple of times. So he wasn't above fucking with a car if he had a gripe or something. So Janie starts coming in late every day and Stan's all telling her that the girl before her got fired for being "Unreliable" when the girl before her actually fucked him and Harry after she posed! She was leaving the job anyway and wanted the big check for posing...Which she got, but only after servicing both "H" and "S!" Stan offered to get me laid too but, I don't know, I kind of wanted to get it on my own. You know what I mean? Still, it was kind of exciting when he called me one Friday night and told me we were gonna shoot Janie the next day! I had to hand it to my sleazy uncle. Janie Mac? wow! So the next day he tells me to come in at ten and they're all buddy buddy by the time I get there and I'm wondering if the shoot is all over. Janie is looking so fine! She's all dressed up a lot nicer even than when she would come to work. But Stan gets her to dress up in pigtails and she even goes in the dressing room to shave her pussy! OK now I'm really excited! Then, it gets kind of quiet and I'm helping Roger hook up the lights but Stan and Harry are nowhere to be seen. I'm wondering where they disappeared to but Roger keeps me busy and finally they reappear. Janie is just gorgeous! Even without the makeup and fancy clothes she's adorable! They get her to take off the white robe and now her little tits are bare. I never saw better tits in my life and I doubt that I ever will again. Little cupcake sized titties with the strawberry pink nipples and they're just so firm and jiggling. I'm getting a hard on just from watching her in those little white panties! Then Roger is photographing her and you can tell she's all embarrassed to have all of us seeing her nude. Well, she kept the panties on for some reason but she kept pulling the legband over so Roger could take dirty pictures of her cunt. That made it all the better. That she kept showing us her little treasure! Then, after a while, I could be wrong, but it seemed that she kind of started to get into it! They put her up on the arms of this big overstuffed chair and she's kneeling there with her ass all stuck out and Stan starts winking at me like "Go to it Buddy!" So I go over and Stan's nodding his head and gesturing to her panties! I'm not the sharpest knife in the drawer but even I got the message and so I took the waistband of Janie's panties and pulled them down! This girl had an ass to absolutely die for and I was getting an up close and personal look at it. Just perfect! Janie's at an angle to the lighting and Roger says "Need to see a bit more" and I'm getting ready to move the lights so they'll shine right up her butt but, get this, Janie just reaches back and spreads her ass cheeks wide open and all three of us are looking at her little asshole with her hairless young pussy below it! Harry and Stan are trying not to laugh and Roger, pro that he is, goes ahead and starts shooting before she changes her mind. The little tart lowers her chest and sticks her butt out even further and her pussy starts to open up! I mean, you could smell cunt in that little studio! Then they get the usual stuff, Janie sucking her thumb, holding her pussy lips open. Even some shots of Harry pulling down her panties. Now, understand, Harry is a natural voyeuer. He really wants to look! So, to be there on this young girl set, pulling down a sweetheart like Janie's panties must have been overwhelming for an old guy like him. Finally the two of them are holding Janie up with one hand on her ass and the other under her knees and they're both getting a great feel of her tight ass and she just goes ahead and pulls these panties out of the way and they've got her so spread open you can almost see New York! Her pussy is all wet and leaking and I think she was about to come from the salaciousness of the situation. Then Stan says something about needing a few more pictures of Janie alone, without Harry and him in the shots and she just up and pulls down her panties and stands there completely nude! Roger shoots for all he's worth and they get some great shots and then she turns around and gives the three of us another look at that spectacular butt of hers and now I'm about to come just from seeing this drop dead gorgeous girl buck naked. I mean, nowadays there are beautiful women nude on the internet and it's "Yeah yeah, whatever." Back then? To see a fresh young, maybe even a virgin, like Janie? It was unheard of! Finally they throw her the terry cloth robe but she just walks away naked and goes back in the dressing room. I'm figuring the show is over and what a show it was but...but where are Stan and Harry going now? They walk into the broom closet that's adjacent to the dressing room. I start to follow them and Roger tries to stop me but I'm, like "No way." I tag along after my uncle and he and Harry go through a second door in the closet and, Oh my god! There's a two way mirror in there! We're looking right into the dressing room and Janie is in there and she looks into the mirror for a minute and then she's on the carpet and she's rubbing her pussy! I gasped and Harry and Stan almost killed me! "Shut up you Asshole!" they hissed at me. She's rubbing her pussy and then she gets her panties and she's using them to masturbate! I was speechless at that point and then she climbs over onto her hands and knees and starts rubbing her little tits into the carpet! She's moving her sexy ass in little circles...Almost like she can tell we're watching! I still get goose bumps when I think of those few quick minutes in that cramped little room. Watching Janie pleasuring her naked young body. She eventually rubs her little shaved pussy so good she comes. Right there with us watching. It looked like she bumped her head or something and we got a bit concerned so Stan gestured to the door and we went out and tried to act "Normal." "You fuckin' guys!" Roger said shaking his head. He seemed to know where we'd been and I can only guess it just wasn't his thing. You know, to spy on an unsuspecting model. After all, he'd just finished taking dirty pictures of her so why did he need to sneak a peek? Janie didn't come in the following week. She said she had a "Cold." We all figured she'd got the sports car fixed and got reacquainted with it. Meanwhile the pictures were dead killer! Stan made up three different titles with the pictures all of which sold out! And that never happened! At least not while I was working there. He later told me he would periodically feature Janie, with a different name each time, and they were always best sellers. She was really one of a kind. So I go to this 40th anniversary class reunion, mostly to see my old stoner buddies but, of course I'm hoping to run into Janie. And, to my shock, there she is! She's got her husband with her and a bunch of pictures of her kids and everything. I was trying to catch her eye but she was obviously avoiding me. I'm pretty sure she had put that embarrassing episode out of her mind a long time ago. So I didn't try to confront her. I got the impression she wasn't even aware that the photos had been such a hit. If she didn't know, she was about the only person there who was unaware of it. Stan had asked me to bring my high school annual to work that day and then stuck in a few of the pictures, you know, in the background. So it was only obvious that it was her. I left H&S at the end of that summer to attend college. What a joke that turned out to be. I learned an awful lot about partying that's for sure. I bounced around a bit but stayed in touch with uncle Stan. Eventually I got into a different end of the business when videotapes came around. I make a good living but I still have to admire uncle Stan. He was around at the very beginning and he didn't just jerk off at movies. He got to see these beautiful women in person. Got to fuck some of them too. Got to hand it to the guy. He didn't just sit on the sidelines. He got out there and mixed it up! My Summer Job School was out. I'd gotten a letter from the Coach at College. He cautioned me to work out daily in order to stay in shape for the opening of football practice. I had one summer job. The truth was, the only muscles I used for that were my tongue and cock. I knew I would need to do some manual labor. I would have a hard time finding a job for just a few months. All the local employers were looking for full time employees. Plus, I did not want this to interfere with my other pastimes. What could I do? I mentioned this problem to Kitty; my Mom and I were on a first name basis. She suggested I see her Aunt Em. Aunt Em and her husband owned the local greenhouse and always needed laborers. Right then Kitty called Aunt Em and asked if she could use a strong worker. When she told Aunt Em it was me, her response was an immediate Yes. Bright and early the next morning, I was up and ready to go. Kitty had reminded me how warm it got under the glass. I went out wearing a tank top, jock, shorts, and sneakers. As I hit the door, Kitty yelled that she would see me at lunch. I got there at 7:30 and was assigned to bed preperation in the green houses. That meant I used a spade to turn the dirt over for later application of manure and fertilizers. It was warm; at one point, Aunt Em came back to check on me. She told me to shed the shirt if I got too warm; and to use the shower at Noon if I needed to cool down. The time passed; and I noticed the 2 other workers both left at lunch time. I learned then they only worked half days on Saturday. It was hot; I headed back to the rear where the shower was located. I looked around and did not see anyone. I stripped quickly and jumped in the shower. The water was refreshing; and as it hit my pecs and back, the muscle strain began to ease. I must have spent 15 minutes in the shower. When I stepped out, there was Aunt Em holding a towel. "You'll need this" she said as she clearly was eyeing me up. "There's no need for you to work quite so hard if we can come to an understanding." "But Coach wants me to be in shape for the fall," I responded. "That's okay; work out at the gym and stop by here for an hour or so each evening. You can work out; get in shape; and do a great service for me." I finished toweling off; and just stood there. I thought I knew where this was going. I left the next move up to her. I'd been around enough older women; one more would not bother me. When she saw I was in no hurry to get dressed, she smiled. She was early 60s; about 5'5" and a bit on the heavy side; I'd been with others like that. She came closer. She leaned forward and kissed me. Her hand dropped to my cock. I stood still; and waited to see how far she would go. Her other hand went behind my head as she kissed me with more intensity; her other hand all this time was still stroking my cock gently. "I need you" she said. "I need to feel a man's cock in me." With that, I put my arms around her; and began kissing her in return. My tongue was twirling around hers as she made soft murmering sounds. I undid the back of her dress; and pulled it forward. She dropped my cock and pulled slightly backwards so it could fall to the ground. Underneath she had on a black bra, garters and stockings, and black panties. I resumed kissing her as I unsnapped the back of her bra. Her hand had returned to my cock; and was lightly stroking it. She dropped it again as I pulled the bra from her and let it fall to the ground. I pulled her back to me; and allowed her to feel my chest againt those flabby titties. I had to admit, she had big floppers with engorged nipples that must have been an inch long. I pulled my mouth from hers and began sucking on those nipples; they were amazing. I had never seen any that large before. She threw her head back and groaned. "Oh yes, Oh Yes." She kept repeating that. As I sucked her nipples, I had her hold both titties up. That freed my hands to begin working her panties down. She was a plump one with big hips. It took both hands to work them down. When they got to her knees, I knelt down and helped her step out of them. I knew from experience a woman her age had probably never had her pussy eaten. Still on my knees, I stared at it. She'd not used a razor in years. I stood and took her hand as I led her to the sofa. If anyone walked in now, they would see an oldie in garter belt and stockings. I almost giggled at the thought of her employees walking in. I had her lie down on the sofe. I put one leg up on the back of the sofa as I knelt between her legs. The other I flipped up on my back as I spread her pussy lips. She did not make a sound as my face moved forward toward her clit. It was a big one. My tongue began darting on her clit; and I took her saggy pussy lips in my mouth and began to suck them. She was hitting orgasms pretty good from the gittgo. I could see she was ready; I lifted my head and asked if she could use some cock. "Oh yes," she squealed. "Please fuck me." What was I to do? I positioned myself between her legs and slid my cock right in. She was sopping wet; and like many older pussies, it was not that tight. That was no problem for me. I lifted both of her legs and placed her ankles on my shoulders as I began pounding her pussy hard. My balls were slapping her ass. I had not fucked that day; I knew I would have a good load for her. I guess I pumped her for 20 minutes or so when I felt my balls begin to tighten. "I hope you're ready; I'm about to pop my nuts off." I grabbed her by the ass as I began shooting my load. It was a heavy one. I relaxed and put her legs down. She was about to get up when I shook my head no. I got up and walked up to her head. I put my cock at her mouth and told her she had clean up duty. Her mouth opened wide as she took my entire cock in. Wrapping her lips around it, she slowly pulled off the shaft as she swallowed all the residue. I patted her on the head and told her "Good Girl." I turned to hit the shower again when I saw Kitty standing there with a smile. "Thomas fucks good doesn't he Auntie," she asked? "We'll talk about future service while he showers." "Here Thomas; I brought you a change of clothes."