1. A Tale of Survival chapter 2


    Date: 6/30/2015, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: kscorn079, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    nothing flat." There is a deep silence as Glen smoothes the cream over the bruises on her body. Blushing brightly, he stops at the dark purple bruises on her breasts. Jeanie watches him then giggles. "Hun it's okay for you to touch them, I trust you. After all, you are my hero." He begins to massage the cream into the bruises and Jeanie reaches up to wraps her arms around his neck. She pulls him down over her and kisses him on the lips. Glen tries to pull back but she persists whispering softly, "It's okay hun, you can do me doggie. Just go slow please." The bedside lamp is turned off and there are deep sighs and sounds of kissing and an occasional groan. Once even a giggle and a soft voice. "Mmm, ohhh yes lover right there, just go slow. It's a good thing we put the towel under us. That was nice babe. Good night. Sleep tight and don't let the bed bugs bite." A sudden groan comes from a sharp pinch on a big butt. "Ow, damn girl did anyone ever tell you your a crazy lady? " Another giggle and a sleepy voice says quietly, "No not lately hun, but you can if you want. Nighty night." A day and a half later, Glen drives into the city limits of Durant. Jeanie is asleep in the back when Glen pulls into the back of the parking lot of JAN'S CAFE and stops. He goes back through the curtain and pats Jeanie on the butt. "Hey sleepyhead, wake up we're home. It's only eleven AM so we're in time for lunch." Jeanie sits up, rubbing her eyes and stretching. "Oh my Glen, I look a mess. All ...
    my clothes are dry now, but wrinkled. Your sis will probably toss me back out in the street." He turned to Jeanie. "Sit tight for a bit babe, I'll let her know we're here. Quit worrying about a few wrinkles Jeanie. Jan spent two weeks in this thing one time." He reaches up and pulls on the lanyard for the air horn. There is an ear splitting blast of sound. Suddenly the doors fly open and people stream out to stand and stare. Jan comes charging out of the cafe, tossing her apron aside as she runs. Glen barely has time to step down out of the truck when the little five foot one dynamo barely weighing a hundred ten pounds grabs him, her arms around his waist, her eyes filled with tears. "Damn you bro, you're supposed to call me before you get here. I heard this thing grunting and groaning when you pulled in. You told me on the phone last week that you wouldn't be here till Monday. Now, my calendar says it's Thursday so I'm thinking you been breaking the law." Jeanie crawls across the console and into the driver's seat. Rolling the window down, she looks out and finds a small crowd of people gathered around Glen.Jan notices the movement. She looks up and grabs Glen's sleeve. "Hey now, who are you hiding in there?" Glen reaches up and opens the door to help Jeanie climb down. "Sis, I want you to meet Jeanie Scoville. I rescued her up in Wyoming where she had a little trouble. Jeanie this is my sis, Jan Fowler." Jan reaches out and shakes hands with Jeanie. "Hi Jeanie, welcome to ...
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