Rain, Annie, and Jimmy
Copyright© 2022 by happyhugo
Chapter 8
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 8 - Their sexual activity diminished, a little rain, and a comment, the 60 year-old couple, head down a path they never considered traveling before.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Sharing Oral Sex
Well I did do some shopping and made sure it took about an hour. Reaching my brother’s house, I told him I had time for coffee if he wanted to make it. “I’m going to call Annie and tell her I stopped here for coffee.”
He said, “Okay.”
I called. Pretty damned nervous about maybe interrupting something, or maybe not interrupting something. Anyway the phone rang and rang, and rang some more! Finally, Annie answered, “Hello.”
I said, “It’s me.”
Annie, out of breath, “Sorry, I took so long, I was upstairs showing George some of the furniture you refinished.” I knew he was listening in.
My brother could hear my end of the conversation. “How soon before I have to be home.” Actually I was asking how long to stay away.
Annie made her statement a question, “An hour and a half?” and hung up the phone.
I turned to my brother and said, “I’m free for at least an hour and a half,” then I settled down to have coffee. It was hard sitting there, knowing what Annie and George were doing. I figured they were getting into the second go-round when I called. Or, maybe they were finishing, and would go for a third.
I was so jumpy I could hardly carry on a conversation. My imagination is damned vivid, and I knew how things went two weeks before when I had heard everything. My brother didn’t seem to catch on as it was time for a new movie on TV, and he was totally engrossed in that. He watches a lot of television.
Finally, fifteen minutes before the hour and a half were up. I told my brother I had better get on home. I just couldn’t stay any longer or Annie would be pissed. He didn’t even look up from the TV. Just a wave and a, “See ya.”
I pulled into the yard. Somehow, home looked a little bleak. Jealousy was rampart again! I took a deep breath and opened the door into the kitchen. The first thing I noticed was the lingering barn smell so you definitely knew George had been here. The house was quiet. I checked the bathroom off the kitchen, and I could see that someone had showered recently. Annie must have convinced George to clean up. I hope so. I went through the house to the downstairs bedroom. Door was open and Annie was curled into a fetal position in the center of the bed.
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