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 My Trials in summer 2 Bennie was bright and energized after stroking his
dick to orgasm and quickly cleaned up to go find his friends, Mickey and
Judd.

   Arriving at Judd's home after the short walk to Judd's neighborhood, Ben
was surprised to see both boys coming up the sidewalk from the opposite
direction approaching Judd's home.

   "Gee guys you won't believe what happened at my Aunt's place." Ben said
almost sheepishly.  His buds looked at him as if they were no longer angry
at him rushing off after baseball practice.

   "No fool...you won't believe what we saw at Mrs.  M...., Judd rasped out
before Mickey stopped him with a sturdy right jab to the chest and slight
shaking of his head as if to say "No." Mickey didn't want to disclose their
secret concerning Mrs.  Manelli sexing it up with her pet without first
finding out about Bennie's revelation.

   When challenged Bennie eagerly revealed what he saw his aunt and uncle
doing, but didn't tell about her agreement regarding teasing him and
allowing him to look at her in revealing clothes.  Being shy and awkward he
was happy to have anything to lord over his cocky and outgoing friends.

   Both boys felt themselves growing aroused hearing Bennie retell his
exciting news about how his uncle first kissed and licked his Aunt Donna
between her legs and then stuck his cock in her and screwed her on top of
the washer.

   Mickey's mind grew with all kinds of images as he thought of what it
must have been like for Bennie to see his pretty aunt actually get fucked
no more than 20 feet up the hall from his bedroom.  After hearing the
recount by Bennie and playing over what he had seen at Mrs.  Manelli's he
wanted to get home and jerk off in the worst way.

   Judd ran inside his home and got his bat and a baseball and the boys
began a game of Pepper as Bennie told them he had to be home at his aunt's
in time for supper as his aunt and uncle had their bowling matches tonight.

   The boys played the common fielding and batting drill but their minds
were elsewhere.  All were thinking of the enticing and sensual stimulus
they had seen from adult females and it made it hard for them to focus.

   In Judd's case he kept flashing forward to thoughts of his Aunt Barbara
Trumbull who was due to arrive any day now from Milwaukee.  She was
supposed to stay only 3 weeks, but there was talk around the supper table
that she was not doing well having overspent her life insurance benefits
from her late husband.  She'd also been the victim of a boyfriend who
swindled her out of her investments.  Judd's dad had even said she may have
to move in with them.

   *** It was a mixed night of bowling at the Pontiac Lanes with teams from
GMC Tank Plant going against local GMC Auto division teams.  The three boys
were woefully disinterested until on one frame when they returned to the
scoring table after their pinball monies were gone they saw Bennie's
glorious Aunt.

   Donna Kosik's lush womanly ass looked as if it would burst from her
black capris pants.  Her pink nylon bowling shirt flared out over her hips
sexily as she stood at the ball return waiting her turn.

   Both Mickey and Judd were stumped as to why they had never viewed
Bennie's aunt this way.  The boys were not the only ones captivated by
Donna's lush figure as she bowled in the mixed women and men's team.

   Duane Jefferson, Mickey's dad had never been oblivious of Bennie's aunt.
He and several of the guys in Fabrication Branch had often seen the
attractive housewife swing by the plant to pick Dan her husband up after
overtime shifts or special events.  Though he had never openly communicated
with Donna Kosik, the retired 91A Tank Mechanic appreciated the view as he
watched her bowl, thinking he certainly wouldn't mind changing that.  He
openly wondered as he watched her deliver her ball in the third frame, if
she was flirty enough to fool around on Dan.

   Dan wasn't sure what it was that had him tense but he was sure it was
the energy and attention that seemed to be surrounding his wife tonight at
bowling.  For the first time in a long time he seemed to shrewdly realize
his wife's natural sexiness and that others noticed it.  Even some of the
other wives in the mixed teams were watching her closer as if afraid their
husbands would pay too much attention to the lovey Donna.  *** Over 350
miles away the frustrated and saddened Barbara Trumbull flung her two
pieces of luggage on the back seat of her Lincoln and climbed into the
driver's seat at valet parking of the downtown Hyatt outside Kenosha, Wi a
suburb of Milwaukee.  The widow knew her credit card was going to show over
limit when the charge finally hit for her week long stay.  But that's how
desperate she was.  Her investment portfolio had been ransacked and her
cash benefits from her late husband's insurances had been pilfered by a
series of bad dealings of her recent boyfriend, Tom Billick a former
merchant captain who sailed ships on the Great Lakes.

   Barbara eyes misted with tears as she drove with little more than 75
dollars' cash in her wallet.  She was so embarrassed to have to return to
her brother's door step for a short vacation that she knew would turn to an
indefinite stay due to her current lot in life.  The whole sordid affair
with Tom was a black mark that troubled the attractive widow.

   The following day after the bowling outing found nearly everyone in a
mental quandary.  The boys had no summer session so were able to sleep in
until they prepared for baseball practice.  Mickey and Judd were determined
to approach Mrs.  Manelli after her summer school sessions were over for
the day.

   Dan was wary, but strangely excited all morning at work as he recalled
how Duane and others had snuck glances and some even openly stared at his
voluptuous wife during the bowling matches.

   Barbara had made it as far as Chicago on her drive to the Detroit area
before stopping at a cheap roadside motel on I-94.  Through the evening as
she drove eastward, her thoughts returned to being cheated and ripped off
by males all her life.  A nagging longing however crept into her
consciousness, as she recalled her life long battle against the bisexual
tendencies she lustfully enjoyed but thought was morally wrong and her new
loathing of males.  She knew she now had the need to be done with adult
males who seemed to leave her disappointed whenever she needed them most.

   Awake now in the morning she decided to go for a dip in what looked like
a very tepid pool at the Sleepy 8 Motel off the interstate.  Her mind
roamed, as Barbara could not believe how low she had sunk in her personal
life.

   As she swam a small circuit in the kidney shaped pool the voluptuous
widow was a mouthwatering sight in her one-piece yellow bathing suit. 
Barbara was auburn-haired, without freckles.  She was plump and bouncy, her
tits grapefruit sized but capped by large nipples, her ass round and her
legs smooth and creamily unblemished.  Her cunt hair was the same auburn
red as the hair on her head.  She wore no underwear the bathing suit, which
was instantly sheer and transparent once wet.  It was almost an obscene
sight, her lush pubic bush packed into the crotch of the swimsuit.

   This morning the morning shift maid, Vicky was making her rounds laying
out clean towels at the motel as Barbara swam.  The 30-year-old woman was a
sultry looking blonde.  She had wide hips and big tits and a fleshy cunt
that stayed hot.  The younger woman a divorcee, more for amusement and
variety than any true lesbian tendencies had seduced bored and lonely
female travelers for the first time, several months before.  Vicky had
fooled around with other women a few times and now enjoyed it, although she
basically liked to fuck men, the idea of fucking an attractive woman got
her excited.

   Seeing the woman swim laps alone had Vicky getting interested.  She knew
from looking at the assignment cards that Barbara would have to check out
at 10:00 am.  She sauntered over to the ladder end of the pool and sat down
three large white towels, even though the rule was a guest could only have
two towels unless they asked and then there was a surcharge.  Clearing her
throat, Vicky asked cheerfully, "Is there anything else you need mam?  Here
are your towels." She knelt down on one knee, her tight white linen dress
skimming above her knees and briefly exposing her panties.

   Perhaps 10 feet away in the pool Barbara could not help but look at the
enticing sight up the younger woman's dress.  Floating to a halt and
flutter kicking, her juicy limbs and breasts bobbed in the water fully
visible by the now transparent one-piece suit.

   Haltingly Barbara replied, "Well ii...if you've time.  P..perhaps you
can help me dry off when I'm done with laps." Her eyes slightly downcast.

   Vicky charged right in answering.  "Of course mam, I only have to
deliver towels to a few more rooms.  Then I can come to room 14 and help
you." Her bright smile effusive as she stared at the woman floating in the
pool.

   The maid noticed Barbara through the one-piece suit had big tits despite
her petite body.  They were big, but they drooped very little, standing out
like big milky cones capped with large pointed nipples that were presently
flushed to the color of an excited cockhead.  Her slender waist widened at
the hips to give her a much better than average female shape.  Barbara knew
she had a beautiful heart-shaped ass.  All the boys used to comment on it,
used to bite it and pinch it and lick it.

   Barbara watched the maid turn toward the rooms on the far side of the
pool.  Her pulse quickened slightly as she watched the juicy rear end of
Vicky move away.  Her mind thought of the irony of meeting this hot morsel
just as she was struggling anew with her bisexual lusts.

   Roughly ten minutes later Vicky knocked on the door to Barbara's room
and was ushered inside.  Barbara heard the door lock engage as the maid
secured the door while she Barbara walked toward the vanity and sink ready
to peel off the bathing suit.  Vicky sat on the bed and watched as the
auburn-haired older woman undressed, her eyes bright with desire, and her
pink tongue sliding to and fro across her lower lip in anticipation.

   Shiny wet droplets of pool water began to evaporate from her now
uncovered flesh.  Barbara turned through a full circle after she was naked,
letting the cunt-hungry maid gaze at her lush form from all the angles.

   Her big tits were capped by large nipples.  Her hips were a wide
platform of love.  Her cunt mound was a forest of tangled, luxuriant pussy
hair and her cunt was open and flooded with the woman sap Vicky was eager
to consume.

   Barbara stood alongside the bed as the maid reached for her midriff with
a towel and began a gentle patting motion picking up the moisture off the
older woman's trim waist.  She turned 180 degrees then presenting her
gorgeous backside to the other woman to be dried also.  She sat down on the
bed, then lay back, her trim knees lifted and her lush thighs parted
widely.

   It was if no real words were needed between the two luscious creatures.
Vicky shifted to partially lying onto her belly, her head between the older
woman's open legs, her expression one of joyful expectation.  She began to
lick and lap at the woman's thighs, moving up by inches.  "You sure your
O.K.  with this?  You won't tell on me?" she breathed out softly.

   Barbara moaned and switched her hips.  Her legs parted even wider. 
Vicky gazed right up her open cunt, reverently and hungrily.  The divorcee
nearly was drooling for it.

   "Ummmm," purred Vicky, as the first taste of hot cunt juice soaked into
her eager tongue.  The divorced pussy lapper used just her tongue for a few
minutes, lapping at Barbara's cunt lips, licking the stiff clit, stabbing
in and out of her wet fuck hole with a fucking motion.

   "Don't torment me," Barbara whimpered excitedly.  "Do it!  Do it quick
before I lose my mind." This was no longer a game.  Her lust had
encompassed her in its web.  She was trapped, unable to be freed until she
was satisfied.  "Lick it.  Tongue my pussssyyy!" She opened her red swollen
pussy lips for Vicky.  "EAT!" It was a hoarse gurgling demand.

   She purred and whimpered with pure lust.  Her own cunt, untended and
untouched, began to ooze woman sap.  She rubbed her whole pretty little
face around in Barbara's foamy pussy, soaking herself from forehead to chin
with the slippery juice of passion.  She used her fingers to pry the
widow's cunt open even wider, forgetting any bogus pretense of helping the
older woman dry her body.

   Vicky was overwhelmed.  Her small hands grasped Barbara's hips for a
moment, then slid under her humping ass, her mouth still clamped onto the
delicious pussy.  She dug her fingers into the older woman's ass cheeks and
plunged her tongue deep into her pussy.

   "Come-come for me...cream in my mouth!" she babbled, the words blurred
and muffled as she uttered them right up the woman's bubbling cunt,
directing the words not at Barbara's ears, but at her pussy.

   Barbara was about to orgasm, she arched her back.  Her hips worked like
pistons and her belly heaved up and down.  Her lush thighs clamped around
Vicky's head for a moment, then flew open wide again.  The maid was stuck
to her cunt like a suction cup, her lips opening as she slurped.

   Vicky finally undressed and the two mature women climbed into position
for the beasts with two backs as they went down on each other at once. 
Barbara's pelvis rotated and her ass corkscrewed as she worked her foaming
pussy around in Vicky's face.  They spent the next hour on the bed before
the phone rang.  It was the front desk reminding Barbara that she needed to
check out at 10am or be charged for another day.

   *** Mickey and Judd were even worst today at ball practice.  Both were
eager to be done on the field in order to rush back to the school and try
to approach Mrs.  Manelli before she headed home.  They were bound and
determined to confront her on what they had seen while getting private
access to her under the guise of needing academic help.

   Ironically they had thought Bennie would be an obstacle to their taking
off practice but Bennie had an urgency of his own.  He was eager to be
alone with his mesmerizing aunt.

   The two boys knocked timidly on the door to the teachers' lounge. 
Marian Manelli was just gathering her books and papers while talking to a
male teacher who was gathering his materials also.  The other teacher
opened the door to the startled boys and greeted them cheerfully.

   The boys teetered briefly having their composure rankled by the male
teacher's presence.  Then Mickey spoke assertively about needing
opportunity to succeed in school.  "Please Mrs.  Manelli, if we don't get
help we'll fail and have to repeat." Judd added timidly, "We...We'll do
anything.  Earth Science is important to us."

   The male teacher spoke over his shoulder as he left the lounge, "Don't
get positive motivation in the Oak Park District Schools often
Manelli...better reward it."

   Marian stared at both boys with renewed interest before asking, "What
exercise is giving you guys the difficulty?" In her mind she found the
cocky leadership of Mickey stirring.  And Judd's milder enthusiasm was also
stimulating because she thought she could train him to meet her every whim.
Every mature woman secretly in her inner thoughts, desires a young male she
can train and devour.

   Both lads spoke up, Mickey adding, "Cell growth!" Eagerly, then Judd
chimed in, "Cloud structure and development in the atmosphere."

   Both comments caught Marian off guard.  She pondered doing some kind of
remedial work right there in the lounge but then thought better of it.  Her
heart rate increased as she thought about how this could end.  Her previous
thoughts about the attractiveness of intimate contact with her young
charges stirred her further.  She decided she wanted privacy with the
bright and handsome boys.  The boys' mood brightened immediately when told
they would get a ride to her home for tutoring.  Mickey spoke first "Oh gee
Mrs.  Manelli may I carry your briefcase and Judd will get these books for
you."

   Mickey held the door an allowed Marian down the steps.  Striding to her
parked car, her saucy hips jostled as she walked with the boys behind her.
She was glad they were carrying school items for her lest a passerby see
her and question her or get the wrong impression.  To a by-stander it
should appear as if two gallant students were helping a teacher.

   The boys fell in behind her staring at her juicy ass bouncing in her
form fitting mauve and white dress that ended three inches above her knees.
She wore no slip today due to the heat, and the intricate edges of her
sheer panties were imprinted on the dress as she walked.

   Both boys thrilled keenly from the back seat.  As they heard her silky
nylon covered legs swish as she shifted gears and eased away from the
school.  Her perfume seemed to engulf her small Datsun sedan during the
short 10-minute drive.  FICTION TO BE CONTINUED