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Maxine Stone's New Life

Copyright© 2011 by carniegirl

Chapter 351

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 351 - Maxine stone is a retired Air Force Noncom trying to get by in a small town. Her new life is filled with small characters and minor adventures.

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Fa/Fa   Fa/ft   Ma/Ma   Consensual   Reluctant   Coercion   Gay   BiSexual   Heterosexual   Mystery   Oral Sex   Anal Sex   Masturbation   Fisting   Transformation   Prostitution  

Saturday night I did go out, even though I didn't have anything in mind. I had spent most of the day running back and forth to the model home. Every time I got home there seemed to be a call from someone wanting a tour of the model home. Each one had a compelling reason why it had to be done immediately, so I turned around and drove back to the model home over and over. By nightfall I really needed to spend time with people, who didn't want to do anything but spend time with me.

Okay, some of them wanted me to do things for them, but at least they didn't require me to walk around and smile. I could have done what they wanted flat on my back, or worse case on my knees. Smiling definitely was not required or even appreciated. In the end I did none of those things.

When I left the Cloak and Dagger, I went home alone. Once I got home, after midnight, I put the coffee pot on and plugged in my special MP3 player. Then I sat by the window and I was perfectly content. An hour or so later I heard the rattle of the back door, so I prepared myself to do battle with someone. My first move was to looked to the monitor in my head. I needed to see who and how many were invading me.

From the lookout cam, I got the image of Sylvia manipulating the lock and Peter standing beside her. I wondered what the hell had happened to bring them to my door after 1AM. I moved over to the bed and stripped to my chemise and panties. I lay down under the blankets and pretended to sleep.

"You left the coffee pot on," Sylvia said.

"Busted, I have only been in bed a few minutes. I was across the street till midnight." I admitted. "So what brings you here at 1AM. I know it can't be sex."

"No you don't know that," Sylvia said. "I am sure Peter would love to have sex with you."

"Maybe, if you weren't here," I agreed.

"Peter had something to tell you, but since you are such a smart ass, it can wait till morning," Sylvia informed me.

"I can't imagine anything he has to say that can't wait," I agreed.

"Peter, let's go to bed." Sylvia suggested.

Those words were quickly followed by bodies slipping into the bed with me. Sylvia's large soft breasts pressed against my back while I felt Peter's backside pressing against my pubic mound. It was disconcerting but also comforting. They fell asleep and I went into sleep mode, which isn't really sleep at all. I lay there watching over them as they slept. It was actually quite a good feeling. almost motherly I would think.

I was almost sad when they began to stir several hours later. "Good morning," I whispered to Sylvia who was the first to move. How about a cup of coffee while sleeping beauty here finishes his nap," I suggested.

"Of course, You make the best coffee,"Sylvia admitted. Before she left the bed, she lifted my hand, then lowered it onto one of her breasts. It was soft and warm.

"You do know that you are an awful tease," I whispered to her.

"Of course, would you rather I didn't?" she asked.

"Of course not," I replied.

"Good, because I am beginning to enjoy it."

The coffee was on the stainless steel counter, when Sylvia, who was standing in front of the open refrigerator, said "You are the only person I know who has nothing in her refrigerator."

"I eat out a lot," I explained.

"I know, but not even a jar of mustard?" Sylvia answered.

"What in the world do you want with mustard this time of the morning?" I asked.

"I don't. I'm just saying ... Fuck it never mind," she said ending the thought.

"Besides Sylvia, you know it is pancakes after a threesome," I said.

"Oh really, you think that was a threesome?" she asked.

"I've had worse actually," I said with a laugh. "Remind me to tell you about the two midgets someday.".

"Spare me." she replied.

It was at that point, when a very groggy looking Peter joined us. "Well Peter go do whatever you have to do before breakfast, We are all going out for pancakes."

For some reason, known only to God and Joseph Stalin perhaps, the Russian Pancake house made the very best pancakes in the county. Since that was the case, I drove the PT cruiser to Tryon. I drove it so that we didn't all need to fit into the front seat of a compact pickup truck.

When we arrived in the parking lot, I realized how different I was. Both of them were all hunched over trying to avoid the cold wind. I didn't even notice it, but I quickly pretended that I did. I had to work at going unnoticed. Everybody else I knew talked about not being noticed, as if it were some kind terrible sin.

The pancakes were sweet, so I enjoyed them. I like sweet as well as hot and spicy. It was the bland shit that bothered me. Not as in I found it distasteful, I just found it a waste of my time. I had become a real lover of Mexican food for that very reason. It was probably a good thing, since we had a growing Latino population in Aster.

Even without me interfering, Helen and Jack had bought a taco truck. I think she did it because I mentioned that it looked like a low overhead, high profit business. Her truck was where I bought my burritos. I felt much better when eating food I knew Helen had a hand in making.

I was having that free ranging food conversation with myself, while we ate the sweet pancakes at the Russian pancake house. It was toward the end of the meal that Peter came to life.

"Maxine did you know there was a connection between all the people on your list?" he asked as if I were trying to play some kind of trick of him.

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