Corvid-19
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Chapter 9: Serious, But...
Drama Sex Story: Chapter 9: Serious, But... - Meet Jason Crow: college junior and loyal boyfriend to the sexy and fiercely independent Sallie. He's staying with his beloved Grandma and asks her to accept Sallie moving in. She does, but when Sallie’s traditional parents learn of Jason and demand she submit to their strict rules and abandon her education, Jason and Sallie must risk everything for their future. Dive into Corvid-19 for a witty mix of romance, family, and freedom.
Caution: This Drama Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Fiction School Group Sex Masturbation Oral Sex BBW Illustrated
After the short and quiet ride home from San José parish, we all struggled out of my grandmother’s car. After all the finger foods, Jarritos, and Coca-Cola, we weren’t hungry. But after an afternoon of dancing we were ready to simply relax.
My grandmother groaned. “I have to get out of this girdle before it kills me.” The tight waist of her embroidered dress flattered her, but left little room for breathing. “Sallie, help me out of this dress, please.”
For my part, I was more than ready to get out of my hard leather shoes and dark suit. When Sallie came into our bedroom, I was only wearing black socks and boxers.
“Unzip me, Jason. I felt so pretty in Grandma’s old dress, but after all that dancing I’m just sore.”
After we’d changed, we got together again in the living room. All three of us sprawled out on the furniture wearing only our bathrobes. It was time to discuss how the day had gone.
“Mi abuela, Sallie and I met Rafael and his daughter Ofelia. How many other cards did you give out today?”
“I think four, or was it five? One guy was married, which surprised me.”
“Really?” asked Sallie.
“His wife was right there, but she verified that her husband was allowed to ‘dance’ with me because she claimed to be ‘not a dancer.’ But I think, wow. No, I’m pretty sure that they wanted me for sex—with both of them.”
“You’re joking?” I asked.
“No, I’m serious. Her eyes were on my body even more than his were.”
“Grandma, you’re shivering. You’re not into women?”
“I’m afraid not. If I was, Sallie, you wouldn’t be safe around me.” She laughed.
“Well, I can certainly understand that. My sweetie is irresistible,” I agreed. “So tell us about the other guys.”
“Let’s see, there was...”
Her phone rang. “Already?” She fumbled for it and pushed the speaker button to answer.
“This is Carmen.”
“Hola, Carmen. You remember the guy you danced with who was incredibly handsome, a skillful dancer, tall and athletically built, and charmed you today?”
“Uh, OK?”
“Well, I’m the other guy—the one who made you laugh. I wanted to get my foot in the door first, before any of the other men requested your free evenings. Would you add me to your calendar? Any future night is fine.”
“What about your prior arrangements? Those other women you are seeing.”
“I have to be honest. You’re the most exciting woman I’ve met recently. My name is Michael Garza. We can go anywhere you like.”
“Taco Bell? No, I’m kidding. Can you pick me up at 6:00 on Thursday? I live at 42 Aspen Circle here in town. You pick the restaurant so you can make the reservations.”
”¡Fabuloso! I’ll see you at 6:00 Thursday, 42 Aspen Circle—that’s off of Irving Road?”
“Correct, and thanks for calling. Bye, now.”
Sallie said, “Whoa! Those little cards that Jason made up are really working for you. You have two dates now, one with Mr. Garza and the other with Rafael Cortez. We need to go shopping for some more nice clothes for you to...”
The phone rang again. The next guy wasn’t as smooth as Michael Garza, but he did sound enthusiastic. Roberto Torres asked, and his date was set for five days ahead. Mi abuela could not stop smiling afterwards.
The next evening there were two more calls. Luis Coronado locked down a date six days in the future. The second call was from the “threesome” couple. She gently but firmly declined.
“I’m already living with a young couple, so thanks, but no thanks. Good luck.”
A couple of days after that, Sallie and my grandmother returned home carrying several shopping bags from higher-end stores. They called me into her bedroom for a “fashion show.” I don’t pretend to know current trends, but everything I saw was very flattering, showing off her comparatively youthful body.
Because she’d already undressed in front of us once before, she simply pulled the new clothes over her bra and panties for each presentation. I noted, but didn’t comment, that her new underwear fit well, was lace-covered, and looked quite sexy. Also, her lower forest had been trimmed to a neat triangle, showing as a shadow through her panties.
Sallie was pleased with herself. “These outfits look better on you than they did at the store. Except that blue satin dress which we should return.”
“Why, Sallie?”
“It’s too tight. Shut up, Jason. It bunches up in your lower back because it doesn’t fit over...”
“My enormous ass?”
“No, Grandma, your delightful butt. Right, Jason?”
“Absolutely. I think the same dress in the next larger size would be perfect.”
Sallie jibed, “That’s my Jason, the fashion expert.”
“I just know what I like. Actually, that same dress but in dark green would be even better.”
“You’re right, Jason. I’ll look for that.”
Michael Garza was the first gentleman. According to my grandmother, she laughed so hard that her shoulder strap fell down and she didn’t even notice it for five minutes. Obviously, he qualified for a return date.
Next was Rafael Cortez, and my grandmother traveled to his house to enjoy an Ofelia-cooked dinner. About ninety minutes after she left, the doorbell rang. It was Ofelia!
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