1. Six for Sex Chapter 4


    Date: 8/31/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Incest, Male / Older Female, Author: DDMarshall5285, Rating: 91.4, Source: sexstories.com

    plan of getting involved with Penny and Ruth was the stupidest idea I have had since painting the kitchen cabinets purple. It was time to set some ground rules. No more undressing me, no more masturbating in my presence, no more sex with Penny, no more Michael and Ruth fantasies. Half-way home I changed my mind and took a left instead of the right and headed for ‘Bernie’s Pub and Grill.’ Maybe I can get Bob to come home with me and avoid the whole issue with Michael. I need Bob to distract me from thinking about Michael in that way. Maybe tomorrow would be a better time to talk to Michael. You know, let things settle down a little and maybe I can come up with a better plan. I parked in the parking lot of ‘Bernie’s’ and walked in to the bar. Shit, Bob was not working. What the hell was I going to do now? I looked around the bar and the only thing that looked good was the girl working behind the bar. I sat at the bar and ordered a gin and tonic. I needed to think about what I was going to do next. I finished my first drink rather quickly and ordered another. When Carol the bartender brought it over I said, “Thank you.” When she walked away her tight pants showed off her ass very nicely. With a bit of whimsy I thought, I don’t have a clue of how to come on to another woman. I started thinking about Penny between my legs. Maybe once in a while with Penny might be okay. It’s not like masturbating with my son. I started in on my second drink. I was really feeling sorry for myself. ...
    It was getting late and I had just finished up my third drink when Carol came over and said, “From the gentleman in the blue shirt.” I looked across the bar and he smiled and toasted me with his glass. Christ, the guy must be almost sixty. I pointed at Carol’s ass as she walked away and licked my lip and silently mouthed, “I’m gay.” I left a $10.00 tip and the untouched drink on the bar and walked out. Fortified with three drinks I was ready to face Michael and lay down the law. I got home around 9:30 and Michael’s car was not in the driveway. Shit, isn’t anything going to go my way today? I sat in my chair and turned on the TV. I flipped through the channels and settled on watching the last half of an NCIS rerun. I kicked off my shoes and tried to relax. I know I was drifting in and out because the voices on the TV and my semi-conscious mind started to merge into a confused dream state. I think Gibbs was at my desk at work asking me how to get his boat out of my kitchen when I felt an arm under my legs and one around my back lifting me up. I mumbled, “Just open the window” as I put my arms around Michael’s neck. I was starting to wake up when Michael sat me on the edge of the bed and started to unbutton my blouse. I wanted to say “That’s enough Michael, I can do this myself.” But instead I said. “This has to be the last time I let you undress me. And I mean it.” “Whatever you say mom. Now hold still so I can get you ready for bed.” He was reaching for the zipper at the side ...
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