1. Stepmother's Bed


    Date: 8/11/2015, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Mrs. Sherman came over and asked them what they would like. Denny ordered an orange soda, grinning. Then he said, &#034Remember me, Mrs. Sherman?&#034 Peering through her thick glasses, the elderly, gray-haired woman squinted, trying to remember. Suddenly the haggard face beamed and the old woman threw her hands in the air. &#034Why it's Denny Reardon!&#034 she gasped. &#034What a pleasant surprise! Haven't seen you since last summer. Your father said nothing about your coming this summer.&#034 &#034This is my s****r, Joyce,&#034 Denny said. &#034We just flew in last night. Give her an orange, too.&#034 &#034Delighted to meet you, dear,&#034 she said. She fixed the drinks quickly, then set them on the counter. Denny sipped for a moment, then fiddled with his straw. &#034Where's Mister Sherman?&#034 he asked. Mrs. Sherman's face grew serious. &#034He passed away, Denny,&#034 she said. &#034Six months ago.&#034 She looked away for a moment, hiding the tears in her eyes. &#034He had a heart attack right over there--by the cosmetic counter,&#034 she said, her eyes distant, as if she were remembering, vividly visualizing the death of her husband. Stunned, Denny sighed. &#034I--I'm awfully sorry ... I didn't know. I--I really liked him a lot.&#034 Denny didn't know what else to say. Kaleidoscopically, his mind flashed back to last summer. He recalled sitting in this same d**g store with Rex and Ray, inhaling the combined fragrance of candy, pharmaceuticals, cosmetics. No ...
    d**gstore had ever smelled quite like Sherman's. But now the place smelled different somehow, as though old man Sherman had taken some of that special smell with him. It was an awful thought, and Denny remembered reading comic books at the counter, turning the pages endlessly until Mr. Sherman (who looked much like his own father, except he was older and wore a beard) began frowning and clearing his throat and wiping the counter vigorously. Then he would stare at the boys' empty glasses as if wondering why they didn't order more drinks. Denny almost cried. Mr. Sherman was gone now--struck down by a heart attack in his fragrant corner d**gstore--and Denny knew the place would never smell or be the same again. Denny did not know what to say to widows. He wanted to say that Mr. Sherman had been a good man who talked to boys as if they weren't just boys, but adults. But he did not know how to say it. &#034I liked Mr. Sherman a lot,&#034 he managed, finally. &#034I'm sorry, Mrs. Sherman.&#034 The old woman f***ed a smile--a good one. &#034And he liked you boys, too,&#034 she said cheerfully. &#034Well, just where are you youngsters bound for today?&#034 &#034I'm gonna introduce s*s to Rex's s****r, Sue,&#034 he said. &#034Yeah, I'm showing my s****r around today. We thought we might stop by Rex's or Ray's place.&#034 &#034Well, I might be able to help you,&#034 Mrs. Sherman said. &#034By coincidence, they were here about twenty minutes ago. You'll probably find them at the pond. That's ...
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