Further Adventures With Older Ladies
Copyright© 2022 by Zak
Chapter 64
Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 64 - 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 Farming Military School Incest Sister Aunt Orgy Interracial White Male White Female Oriental Female Indian Female Anal Sex Analingus Double Penetration First Facial Masturbation Oral Sex Pegging Petting Safe Sex Sex Toys Spitting Tit-Fucking Voyeurism BBW Big Breasts Teacher/Student Revenge Violence
I made some porridge and a fresh pot of tea while Sue showered, and we ate breakfast and chatted about our day. Sue had a lesson with two girls in the morning. Then, in the afternoon, we were going to do a walk around the stables. I had three days left, and the job list was almost complete.
We shared the washing up, then both got into our work gear and headed out across the yard. I did a quick walk-around the yard, picking up litter and doing some general tidying up. Sue’s girls arrived, and I saw them heading down to the paddock that Sue used for lessons.
My first job was to fix one of the jumps in the paddock that the girls used. I went and took a look to see what I would need. I went to the toolshed, got the tools, and headed down to the paddock. The job was not that difficult, but it took an hour.
Then I cleaned out the drain that was below the Bib tap in the yard. Then I got the strimmer out and filled the fuel tank. I made a mental note to ask Sue to get more fuel.
Then I spent the rest of the morning strimming around the buildings and the perimeter hedge. I saw Sue walking toward me, so I turned off the strimmer and pulled off the goggles.
“Wow, you have done a great job!” she smiled.
“It’s easy work, to be fair!” I replied.
“Time for lunch?” Sue asked.
We headed over to the house. We both agreed we didn’t want butties. I made coffee, and Sue got some cake out. We sat in the garden and soaked up the sun. Sue had had a bumper delivery of post. She sat and went through it. I just sat and enjoyed the sun. Then we talked about the jobs we had left to do.
After we had eaten, we headed out to the tool shed and filled the wheelbarrow with paint and brushes.
So that was our afternoon: we found stuff that needed painting and rubbed it down with either sandpaper or a wire brush. Then we cleaned it down with a broom and painted it.
Sue called it a day around five o’clock. We headed up to the tool shed and tried to clean off as much of the paint as possible. Then we headed up to the shop. Emily had had a good day. We helped her restock for the following day. She was still a bit shame-faced after her drunken antics, but we didn’t mention it.
Once the shelves and the fridges were all full, we closed the shop up and waved Emily goodbye as she cycled off down the road.
“Right, we will do a tour of the stables before we eat, then I need some serious loving!” she smiled.
“That sounds like a good plan to me!” I replied.
So, we went on a walk. We picked up litter, chatted to some of the renters, and enjoyed the late-afternoon sun.
Then we headed back to the house, and Sue locked the door behind us.
“Right, if you are okay to sort out tea, I will go for a bath!” she smiled and pulled me to her. We kissed, and then as quickly as she had pulled me to her, she pushed me away.
Sue went upstairs, and I made pasta with bacon and mushrooms.
Sue came downstairs just as I was dishing up the food. She was dressed in jade-green pyjamas and had that just-bathed glow about her. We ate, and we chatted. Sue had a beer, and I had orange squash.
We had just finished eating when the phone rang. Sue got up and answered it. I started clearing the table, and from what Sue was saying, it was obvious she was talking to my mom.
I filled the sink with hot water and began to wash up the dishes. I had just about finished when Sue called me over to the phone. I chatted to Mom as Sue dried up the dishes.
Mom asked me about my week and told me she was going on holiday with Rob. I was pleased for her; she seemed to be making the most of her life.
We talked for about ten minutes, and then Mom said she was off out, and we said our goodbyes. I walked back into the kitchen; Sue was watching me.
“Are you okay, love?” she asked.
“Yes ... all good and you?” I replied.