Episode 387: YOGA POSERS

Rewinding a bit on the clock! Prior to Josie McKellen and the twins leaving the house for the game. Uptown!

Closing shop for the weekend at Calculated RisQ, manager Amanda Pruitt and her buxom, faithful, if not elder, secretary Candace Morgan walked down together as they did each and every day at 4:30 PM. Bored out of their minds once a few calls were made to new local artists for their RPG empire they could have probably left the office by 3:00 but dedication kept them there. That, and their daily viewing of new footage by Henry McKellen for his game Frisque now that he had added in Aunt’s Mandy and Candy to the porn mixture. Carefully drawn characters resembling the ladies but with a bit of extra firmness in places. They really needed to remedy their flaws in real life.

“I’m so glad the rain passed through. It’s gotten beautiful out. Hey, Amanda? Why don’t we check out that fitness center LIFT KITty’s that Tessa Harper and Henry mentioned? The one by the strip club Cashanova. We talked about that a few days back so, why don’t we just go get it over with?”

The silver fox was wearing one of her new outfits that offered more than her old frumpy self. She finalized the decision that her age meant nothing, 50’s or not she didn’t want to just sit home and grow bitter and much heavier. She did have an exercise bike at home that she used but not for long periods of time. Same for Amanda.

“I suppose we could. I wonder if Henry ever talked to Dom Perignon about being our fitness trainer. He hasn’t mentioned it, but again it has only been a couple days. Henry did ask us to let him talk to Dom first, but I suppose we could at least go to the gym and see what that’s all about.”

“Joining a yoga class might be fun.”

“It would. There is also that Serafina Black that Tessa mentioned who was a decent artist. We could get acquainted with her over a massage, they did say she ran a parlor in back of the gym. That is if she accepts walk-in clients.”

“After what Tessa said about her being a big bad bodybuilder who likes women ... me skeered.” Candace giggled as they reached their cars. “We could also sneak next door to the club and tip Dom Perignon and at least say we know Henry.”

“Let me call Henry first. I don’t want him to feel like we disobeyed him.”

“Listen to you, you sound like he’s your master now.”

“You know what I mean. Don’t make me go back upstairs after my flogger.”

“Tease!” Amanda razzed her secretary and took out her cell. Pausing Candy, Amanda dialed Henry. Three rings later her top selling game designer answered.

“Sup, Aunt Mandy?” She put him on speaker.

“Did I call at a bad time?”

“Nope! Just ordered a pizza for the girls so they can eat before the Lafayette football game tonight. Should be here any minute. It will probably be cold by the time they come downstairs but hey they can nuke slices. Anything wrong?”

“Not at all. Candy and I were just considering going by LIFT KItty’s to check it out. Possibly get a membership and look into a yoga class. I guess I worried that we might step on your foot too soon it only being a few days since we talked about Dom Perignon as any fitness training advisor.”

“Completely went over my head. With party plans I got busy here at home. Tell you what ... stop by the gym and meet Serafina if she’s there. Tell her I sent you. While you do that, I’ll touch base with Dom if he answers my calls, he usually dances on Friday nights. I’ll get back to you by text if I catch him. If not just run it by Sera, heck she might train you girls.”

“Henry!” She laughed! “We would much rather have a hot giant cracking down on our lazy butts.”

“I get it. Neither one of the Black siblings would ever let you be boss so if you aim to practice your Domina skills you might need a less challenging candidate. Anyway ... you know what? Josie is going to the game too so I’m home alone. I still have a few hours before my parents and brother arrive. Let me finish up here and I’ll head that way and meet you ladies. Maybe we can run into Cashanova and I can introduce you to Dom over a lap dance. No, I’m not doing the dancing.” He chuckled! “We can see how much time he has free to help you two out. Just tip him good.”

“That sounds fun. Thank you, Henry. Oh! Wish the twins a happy birthday for us.”

“Will do. See you in an hour or less.” Call ending the girls bumped hips.

“Yoga Posers!” Candy chuckled!

“Bend me like a pretzel, Mister Black.” Mandy playfully added. “Just know I can be salty.” HA!

“Oh, my gosh! I’m going to cum the second that man yells at me for not doing something right.”

“Lap dances! We need to find an ATM.”

“There goes my savings for that Aruba trip.”

“He does have a HUGE palm tree you can sip drinks under.”

“I’ll extend my tongue and let the coconut milk fall.”

“We’re so bad!”

Henry McKellen no more than hung up on his employer when the doorbell rang. Hearing three separate showers running upstairs he knew the girls and Josie were getting ready for tonight. At 4:50 on the clock he figured they would all be out the door before 5:30.

In his case he had showered earlier after his fun at Piggly Wiggly with Marie, Simone, and Sierra so all he had to do was change his clothes. Doorbell again, he was simply distracted by the idea that maybe the hallway bathroom door might open, and the pizza delivery person might glance upstairs and catch Dakota. Rolling his eyes at no real reason to worry he just answered the door.

On the front porch stood a cute Latina wearing extremely tight hot pants and a snug white t-shirt. This was new for Godfather’s. Her big perky tits in her white tee sported some pretty hefty nipple erection poking fun at anyone gawking. It was obvious she used her body to acquire big tips.

“Ola!” She held the heat warmer with two large Supremes in one hand refusing to block the view of her breasts. Yes, they were! Supremes, that is! Henry bit, staring right at her tits as she stood there posing. Red hotpants creeping up her very dramatic cameltoe was showing her border crossing. “Would you like me to bring your pizza in while you go get your money?”

“Wallet’s right here.” He chuckled! “Ola back, Maria.” Nametag right above her left nipple pinned there on purpose. “Since when did Godfather’s delivery change their uniforms?”

Leaning in she whispered, “They do not know. I change each time I go make a delivery. You will tell on me?” She batted her lashes playfully.

“Not a peep!” He winked! “Sure, bring those in and put it on the kitchen island through there.”

“These ... or these?” She pointed at her breasts.

“Bold, Miss Maria. Looking for a huge tip?” He was getting hard, and she did study his inseam. These days Henry suffered an erection every hour on the hour between his wife, daughters, Kelly Herbert, Marie and others crossing his path. He was at his sexual prime. Primal even! Not even the whiskey had him going limp. JD stood for Just Dandy!

“If you would like my service then Si.” She wiggled by him and on into the kitchen. She had a pretty nice body, her butt with substance rather than petite like his girls. “Si for yourself.” She looked over her shoulder at him standing there. Like Henry she heard water running upstairs and concluded he might have a family who were all occupied. This made her even bolder. Dropping off the pizza in the kitchen she turned back and sat her heating tray on the floor. “Do you like to live dangerously Senor... “ She looked back at the delivery name on the boxes. “McKellen?”

“Always! Do you really have time to tease?”

“I make time. I sleep with my boss.”

“Ah! So, you just make friends on the deliveries and sell yourself?”

“Only if they are very handsome. Such as you, Senor.” Strangely his future neighbor Ana Domingo crossed his thoughts. Weird, seeing as he had only met her once and she was in a van with her parents.

“I think maybe you must be mistaking me for my neighbor boy Mace.” In hearing the name Maria perked up, eyes wide as she drew her shirt up to expose her 36D’s to him. In his intoxicated state he envisioned her shredding her shirt in preparation of seducing him. Nice visual!

“You know ... Senor Mace? I think his last name is Belmont?”

“That’s him. He lives in the next house over. I think he’s gone though he drove off while I was waiting on you.” Clone Wars!

“He sees my cousin Francesca. You must not tell him, I should go. I do not want Francesca to know of what I do for extra dinero.”

“Secrets safe with me.” He chuckled! Henry wanted to see just how far this young woman of likely 20 might go. “Nice tits. Those are worth an extra twenty bucks.” Smiling at him she took the shirt off and dropped it over her red warmer. “Twenty more for those hot wings you call shorts?”

“You are very kind. Si!” She turned her back to him and leaned forward lowering her extra tight shorts. That booty twerked for him before the shorts hit the tile. In only her tennis shoes and white socks Maria was naked. “To your approval?”

“Si! Si! Si!” He checked her out. Hearing water turning off upstairs he looked toward the second floor before putting a finger to his lips. Bold as hell Maria walked right up to him and grabbed his tented slacks. Turning her back to him he reached around to play with her breasts.

“May I earn more dinero?”

“Just be quiet.” He unzipped his pants and took the risk of lowering them, whipping his nine-inch dick out. She immediately knelt before Henry and fondled him. “Hundred to suck that off. Make me nut in three minutes I’ll order from you again.”

“Extra toppings, Senor McKellen?”

“On your face.” That made her smile.

Flicking her tongue on his urethra three times while staring up into his eyes she swallowed his cock. Deepthroating him he could tell just how talented she was. He almost hated to pay out this extra money, but the girl was simply mesmerizing. He couldn’t recall ever bedding down a Latina. None of the strippers at Cashanova were Hispanic. Nor any of the Horton-Dexter cheerleaders.

This girl seemed just what the doctor ordered. Still, paying her each time was just stupid on his part. One time only he thought. Besides that, he didn’t know her well. If she was selling her body as a well-planned hooker who knew how healthy she was. The doctor might have to order tests. No, a blowjob was sufficient.

Hearing the bathroom door open Dakota yelled down, “Is the pizza here?”

“Yes! Get dressed or you guys are going to be late.”

“Okay, daddy!”

“That’s it, Maria! Balls deep, Bright eyes.”

Not an issue, no tonsils and tons of practice. Even with a mild gag reflex she brought him to detonation in under three minutes. Containing his snarl, he filled her mouth in milky white. Once bringing his penis out for air she showed him his load, swallowed, then licked him dry. “That was worth every penny.”

He motioned her up, now hearing his bedroom door open, Josie ready to step out. Luckily, she forgot her perfume and went back inside. “I need you to go out the back door and get dressed.” He guided her to gather her things and led her back into the kitchen. Door opened she stepped outside naked. Busted, his neighbor Darren was in his shed putting away hedge trimmers when he looked over and saw Maria.

“How many bitches does McKellen have? Send more my way, doggonit.” Paying Maria, Henry spotted Darren and shrugged. Darren was always cool, so he wasn’t stressed over it, especially after Tessa Harper’s bestie Svetlana blew Darren through his windowsill. Not only then but Dominic and he made Kelly Herbert blow him in his own living room. Not a peep since!

Between Henry’s antics and Mace Belmont in controlling Kelly Herbert, Darren was having a ball behind his wife Lindsey’s back. Lindsey gone for the moment; Darren had a thought. Waving money at Maria she took the bait. A second blowjob by his shed she made another fifty. The Godfather’s were paying up. Why he didn’t duck into one of Henry’s tents in the backyard was beyond Henry. He just chuckled at Darren and Maria’s bonding.

Time flying, Josie came down after yelling, “Let’s go girls.” She found Henry in the kitchen looking perfectly normal while paper plating up pizza slices. Expected to be eaten on the road she smiled. “Compliments to the chef.” Josie only abducted one slice and devoured it.

“Short dress again? I thought Roman didn’t want you distracting his team.”

“You know I can’t resist my free spirit. I love you.”

“Uh huh!” He winked! “No reason for me to say behave yourself, I know you won’t. At least keep the girls from catching you.”

“They demand freedom too so what can they say Henry? I hope Piper has everything set for tomorrow night. Thank God the rain stopped; I can only imagine the mud hole Lafayette field is. At least next week we’ll be at Harvester-Kent, their field is brand new.” More bleachers to get laid under. “Where are those girls we’re going to be late.”