Those Weekend Getaways
Chapter 6

Copyright© 2014 by Clowns

We got up and checked out the next morning. Lisa was sore but not nearly as much as I would have thought. She walked a little bit bull legged, but nothing too bad. Apparently she wasn't broken after all.

We just hung out at the house the rest of the day. It was business as usual. Lisa didn't even bring up the night before, except to thank me for a nice getaway. There was no mention of giant black cocks or anything else. I am not sure what I expected but it seemed like it truly was no big deal to her.

We got ready for church the next morning. It had been a few months since we had gone. I am not religious but living in a small town it is somewhat expected of you. I always liked that it gave Lisa a reason to get all dressed up, in a prim and proper sort of way. She definitely looked the part of prime and proper. No one would imagine this was the same woman who just a few hours earlier had passed out while trying to take on a monster black cock. Her pussy was still gaping open as she dressed this morning.

Church went well. We sat and sang and prayed and listened to a sermon about some sort of sin. We stuck around long enough to be sociable, but then headed home. The ham and potatoes were in the oven, ready to go. I cheated and bought a couple of pies from a local housewife who sells pies on the side. I just had to nuke up some corn and we would be good to go. Oops. I forgot the whipped topping.

After convincing everyone that we just couldn't enjoy our meal without it, it didn't take much to talk Ben and Lisa to run to the store. Jake, who had been quiet most of the morning didn't want to go. I can only guess or at least I was hoping that the old broad had worn him out these last couple of days.