1. Jelly Bean and Her Bail Bondsman Chapter 3


    Date: 7/25/2015, Categories: Fiction, Author: beagle9690, Rating: 75, Source: sexstories.com

    as any man would…we are hard wired that way. Joyce struggled violently, kicking and squirming like a wildcat. I pulled her closer to me. I admit it, I was enjoying myself. That made Joyce angrier still because I am sure she knew, feeling my erection through my blue jeans. “You’re enjoying this aren’t you? I can fix that! I don’t care how tough you think you are. You have to sleep sometime and when you do….” I interrupted, “The tramp you saw me with at the bar is Susan Douglas the mother of the groom. I’m as surprised as you are that she came on to me like that. You know how I feel about her, Joyce. It’s ironic, isn’t it? Obviously Mommy dearest doesn’t recognize me. I would like to keep it that way for now.” Joyce stopped struggling and she didn’t pull away,” You mean… alright, Dan, truce. You have my word I won’t try to hit you again. You won’t tell Mary I tried to hit you, will you?” “I’m really hurt that you would assume I would do anything to be unfaithful to Anita, Joyce. I assumed you thought better of me.” I let go with one hand and pushed the button to send the elevator back to the top floor. “Anita was wronged, everyone agrees. You agreed to be neutral and behave…I didn’t commit myself one way or the other.” “I think I see where this is going; you’re going to mop the floor with the groom to rub his mother’s nose in it. The ace up your sleeve will be Susan Douglas making a pass at you. I have your back. I’m a witness to it.” “No, there is no need for violence when ...
    finesse will be a dish served cold. I promised Anita we will dance and laugh and have a good time despite those people. I promised two little girls I will dance with them. Why spoil the entire wedding for the guests and embarrass the Jones family. I’m planning a series of unfortunate events, hindrances’ if you will.” I let go of Joyce and she still didn’t move away. When the door opened at our floor again we saw the same elderly couple standing there. Joyce turned to me and pushed the button for the top floor, “I’m sorry, but my hubby and I still have to clear the air.” Joyce put her arms around my neck as if we were lovers and gave me a peck on the lips followed by messing up my hair as the door closed in their faces for a second time. “I was wrong and I admit it. I’m sorry. I misjudged you, Dan,” she said letting go and stepping back. “You do deserve a chance to explain yourself. What can I do to make it up to you?” “Nothing, apology accepted. In any event I will not tattle on you to Mary,” and I gave her braid a tug, “In all honesty I enjoyed the little tussle in the elevator. Do you realize as angry as you were not a hint of profanity or vulgarity passed your lips.” “Of course not, Mother taught Mary and me better than that. You don’t want to know what I was thinking; it would have blistered your ears.” “I can believe that. May the little tussle in the elevator be our secret, Joyce,” and I tugged on her braid again. “You have my word on it,” she messed up my hair, “I won’t ...
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