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Further Adventures With Older Ladies

Copyright© 2022 by Zak

Chapter 34

Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 34 - These are my further adventures with older ladies ( and some not so old). I recommend you read my adventures with old ladies before you read this story.

Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft   mt/Fa   Mult   Teenagers   Lesbian   BiSexual   Heterosexual   True Story   School   Incest   Sister   Orgy   Interracial   White Male   White Female   Oriental Female   Indian Female   Analingus   First   Facial   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Petting   Safe Sex   Sex Toys   Spitting   Tit-Fucking   Voyeurism   BBW   Big Breasts  

We had a lot more fun, and before the end of the afternoon, I had fucked both girls again. I had also eaten both of their pussys until they had come. Both girls then gave me a blowjob I will never forget; they alternated between sucking my cock and licking my balls.

The day ended with Camila sitting on my face as Banyen sucked my cock. There had been plenty of touching, feeling, and snogging between the sex.

The girls got dressed, and after snogging my face off at the door, they left me to tidy up the bedroom.

I did that and then went for a shower; I had just come out of the shower when the phone rang. It was Sue telling me she had met up with some old friends and they had invited her out for dinner. She told me she would be late back.

I told her I would be okay fending for myself. I got my books out, made a coffee, and got down to some serious revision.

Emily came over with the shop’s takings, and we had a chat.

After three hours, I made some scrambled eggs on toast and a pot of tea. After eating I went for a walk around the stables. It was just to make sure that the place was ship shape and Bristol fashion.

Then I headed back into the farmhouse and got my maths books out. Sue got back around tennish, she stunk of cigarette smoke and when she kissed me, I tasted wine.

“Did you have a good day?” she asked as she filled the kettle.

“Yes, I got some jobs done but spent most of the day revising,” I told her.

“Good lad!” she said, “How about you make us some tea and come up to bed?

She headed up, and I soon heard the shower running; I put my books away, made the tea and headed up to bed. I lay in bed and read one of the books off my reading list.

Sue came in already in her punk PJs, and it was obvious there would be no slap and tickle that night. To be fair, that was okay for me, as the afternoon session with Camila and Banyen had left me shattered.

Sue was asleep after reading one of her horse magazines for ten minutes, and I was not long after her.

I woke up in an empty bed; I could smell breakfast being cooked. I lay there and thought about the rest of the week. I had two more nights at the stables, and in my heart, I knew I would not be back here for a long time.

I got up, went for a piss, and then had a shower. I got into the kitchen just in time to see Sue dishing up; she had a sad look on her face; she tried to smile, but it wasn’t working.

I could see she was upset, so I held her in my arms and held her. She sobbed into my shoulder. After five minutes, she pushed me away, we kissed, and then she excused herself and went up to the bathroom.

I put our plates of food in the oven and made a pot of coffee. When Sue came back down, she looked flushed, but her smile looked more real if that makes sense.

I kissed her, and she kissed me back, a kiss that was full of passion.

Ten minutes later, we were tucking into our food. We chatted about the jobs that were planned for the day.

We shared the clearing up, and then we headed out into the yards. It was already busy; there were girls and horses all over the place.

The sun was high in the sky, and the morning was already getting warm. Our first job was changing the locks on a stable block. We went to the tool shed and filled the barrow with the kit and tools we might need.

As I changed the lock, Sue chatted with the lady who rented it. She also mentioned that the stalls were a bit wobbly. It took another ten minutes to sort that issue out.

The next job was a cracked window. We measured the glass, and Sue went into the house to order the replacement.

While she was doing that, I went to see Emily in the shop. She needed some stuff moved from the stories back up to the shop, which took three barrow loads.

Sue came into the shop, and we did a quick stock check. She made a list of items we needed to order. I was glad the shop was doing so well. Sue told me that the drinks fridge was making her a tidy profit.

As we made our list, one girl I didn’t know came in and asked Emily if she sold crisps.

Sue looked at me and smiled. I had mentioned selling crisps and chocolate.

We said goodbye to Emily and headed off to our next job.

A door had broken hinges. It was a two-man job. It took an hour to remove both doors, replace the hinges, and rehang them.

We then returned to the tool shed and replaced the tools. Our next job was to take down some branches; a tree was along one of the lanes that led down to the bridle path. Its branches seemed to have dropped to a height that managed to hit the riders.

It took us an hour to cut the branches back and to move the debris. It looked so much better.

“Right time for some lunch!” Sue said with a smile.

“Sounds good to me, “I replied

Sue walked back up to the house, and I reloaded the barrow and pushed it up to the tool shed.

When I walked into the kitchen, Sue was on the phone. She had made butties and a quartered pork pie, and I had made a pot of tea.

Sue was ordering drinks for the shop; I heard her add some boxes of crisps and chocolate bars.

“I am taking some more of your advice, “she smiled. The pop worked out well; let’s see if the crisps and chocolates do, too!”

She came over to where I was standing and kissed me gently on the lips. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her into me. Our kiss turned into a snog,

It only stopped when the phone rang. Sue pushed me away and smiled before biting her bottom lip.

She answered the phone as I poured us mugs of tea. I loaded the tea and the food onto a tray and took them outside. It was such a great day that it was a shame not to use the garden.

Sue came out ten minutes later.

“I’m sorry. That was the hardware shop. They have cut the glass, and it is ready to collect,” she said as she sat down.

We had our lunch in the sun. The butties were ham and mustard, and the pie was great. I made us more mugs of tea, and we talked about everything but the elephant in the room. And that was me leaving in two days.

After a long, lazy lunch, we tidied up and headed back into the yard to complete some more jobs on the list.

One of the jobs was reconnecting a rain pipe to one of the gutters. I did the work at the top of the ladder while Sue held the ladder so it didn’t slip.

Our last job of the afternoon was to paint the woodwork on the block that served as the shop, tool shed, and storage shed. We started at the shop end and used sandpaper to flatten the old paint. Once we were halfway down, I went back and started to paint the wood. It had been looking a bit scruffy, and a new coat of paint would make it look top-notch.

We had it all done by about four o’clock. We put the gear away, and Sue suggested we call it a day. We had gotten a fair bit done.

We put the barrow and the tools back in the tool shed and checked in with Emily in the shop. She had a load of cheques for Sue. There were two girls in the shop asking about different feeds, and Sue took some time to chat with them and promised to order the food they needed.

Then we headed over to the house.

“I don’t fancy cooking. Shall we head into town?” Sue said,” We can pay these cheques into the night safe at the same time.”

I knew that she liked to get money into the bank ASAP, so it made sense.

“That sounds good to me!” I replied and filled the kettle up,

“Right showers, and then we can head off!” Sue smiled and headed toward the stairs. She had only moved three steps when the phone rang. She answered it as I made us cups of coffee.

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