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 Author: Willy Tamarack
Title: After Sport Fucking !
Part: 3 of 4
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Keywords: (M+F BM+F interr oral anal)
Language: English


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   !!!!!  ATTENTION !!!!!

   Before we get going here, a couple of notes.  The following is a sex
story.  A stroke story.  A porno story.  The content is unsuitable for
youngsters and some adults may find it objectionable.  I've ensured my
material is properly coded and registered.  Adults, who have custodial
responsibility for young minds, must ensure this smut doesn't fall into
their children's hands.  To charge the government with that
responsibility...Wow !  Don't get me started.

   This story is total fantasy.  It is fiction.  Made up.  MSU (made shit
up).  A love story, I suppose ?  A love affair gone bad, that's another
thought.  Those who pick up the pieces often reap vast rewards...And in
this case that is definitely true.  Sometimes that one mis-step has quite
unintended consequences.  Don't hope for what you wish for...It just may
happen.  The continuation of a love story of sorts.  I don't believe
there's much here except raw carnal desires...But then I just might be
wrong !?

   And while the plot and subplots of the following tale stem from the
author's fertile imagination; the characters...Well, the characters are
also total fantasy.  They don't exist, never have and never will.

   Remember now...Sex should be fun !  As always e-mail your comments to
the usual.

   After Sport Fucking !

   Part Three

   (M+F BM+F interr oral anal)

   by

   Willy Tamarack

   With thanks to the founding fathers and the U.S.  Constitution

   CHAPTER SEVEN

   The room was empty and dark but she could see it was light outside.  She
couldn't find the alarm clock so she rolled over.  It was only ten thirty
in the morning.

   She fucked them all.  There were four of them.  The smallest was
Dudley's size.  She wondered why she thought of Dudley now after she just
pulled a train for four guys she hardly knew.  She sat up.  She was
sore...All over sore.  Dudley was the first to take her the next step...Two
cocks.  Now she was handling four, if you could call it that.

   Every step hurt her crotch.  She found her clothes in a corner of the
bathroom wadded up in a ball.  They were wet and soiled.  She looked in the
mirror after dressing.  A crack whore peered back at her.  She laughed then
headed toward the door.  She stopped at the desk and rummaged around in the
drawer until she found their dope.

   It was stuffed into a large, plastic garbage bag.  In the bottom were a
whole bunch of baggies full of marijuana.  She took two of the ounce
bundles and then threw one back and picked up a quarter bundle.  There were
lots of those.  She stuffed the two baggies of dope into her waistband and
pulled her sweat shirt over her waist.  She peeked out into the empty hall.
It was just eleven.

   When Gail arrived at her dormitory she found her room empty.  She was
hungry but decided to put off eating.  She could eat at the airport.  She
wanted to be out of here by two o'clock.  That's when her roommate got back
from class.  She had two big suitcases of stuff and a box that she wrapped
with paper and tape.  The dorm room phone started ringing.  Gail looked
over at the clock and kept packing her clothes into the suitcases.  The
ringing stopped after five rings.

   Fifteen minutes later she was struggling with the suitcases to the
elevator.  The box was holding the elevator door open.  She moved it all to
the back door of the dormitory and found the cab waiting for her.  Forty
dollars later she was unloading at the airport.  Her flight was in three
hours so she had plenty of time.  The guy at the curb took care of her bags
and the box.....

   .....She looked out the window at the Las Vegas Valley as the seven
thirty-seven made it's approach into McCarran International Airport.  No
one was waiting for her so she dragged her shit to the taxi que and was
home an hour after she landed.  Gail baricaded herself in her room and it
wasn't until the next morning that she announced herself to her mother.

   Gail waited until just before her mother appeared ready to leave for
work.  She strolled into her mother's bedroom and told her straight up,
right there.

   "Mom...I'm pregnate."

   "Oh !  Honey...Does the father know ?"

   "I don't know who the father is for sure.  It might be David but then it
might not..." Gail stared at her mother.  Her mother wished this hadn't
happened.  She wasn't sure pregnancy was covered by her health insurance.
She wondered if abortion was ?  Gail continued, "...I don't want the child,
mother." Well, that settled that.

   "Honey, I've got to run or I'll be late.  This job has a lot more hours
and a lot less pay.  I'll be home about seven.  We'll talk about it
tonight." Betty Norebest left the bedroom and drove away less than five
minutes later.  Gail rolled a joint and got real stoned.

   *****

   Dudley Wilson read the letter again slowly.  His hand shook.  It was
deliverd by his supervisor, who was still standing by the corner of his
desk.  Dudley looked up and the man started talking.

   "You can pick up your check on the way out.  The guard will have it. 
Leave all your materials here and the laptop.  We'll have somebody pack up
your stuff and send it to you.  We'd like you to leave now."

   Dudley struggled to his feet but managed to straighten his back on the
way down the hall.  Not many would be poking their heads out of their
cubicles.  Out on the street a brisk spring wind was blowing.  They'd lose
twenty degrees over night.  Dudley walked quickly down the street until he
came to the subway.  Fifteen minutes later he was locking the door to his
studio apartment.

   He looked through the packet again.  The check kept getting in the way.
It was a large amount.  Six months pay plus half of last year's bonus. 
He'd have to move out of here.  It was way too expensive.  He sat with his
computer on his lap and started his job search.  Three hours later he shut
down his computer.  He sent several emails but really didn't expect to hear
from them.

   Daryl had called just a while ago and expressed his regrets.  The word
he got was that the company was "down sizing." Daryl was sure he'd be able
to get another job on the street...bla...bla...bla.  Dudley listened but
was anxious to get off the phone.

   He called at ten his time.  It was seven her time.  He was pretty well
drunk by then but was opening another beer anyway.  The phone was ringing.

   Gail Norbest picked up on the third ring.  Her mother was working
tonight, another job to pay for her abortion which was just six weeks old.
She was smoking a joint and sitting on the couch in her mother's front
room.

   "Hello !" She was anxious, waiting for a call.  The doctor told her she
should wait six weeks before she had sexual intercourse.  She was horny
beyond belief.  The weed didn't help but made the time pass.

   "Hi !  Gail." She recognized the voice immediately and broke out in a
cold sweat.  Her mother told her he had called several times last fall
while she was away at school.  Her mother even knew Dudley's name.  The
time ticked by.  She could hang up but didn't want to.  He'd been trying to
contact her since last summer.  She wasn't sure why she hadn't called him
back ?  She chased him like a slut last summer and now was avoiding him. 
Why ?

   "Well, if it isn't mister stock broker." He was silent on the other end
for a moment.

   "Not any more, Gail.  I got fired today."

   "What about Daryl ?" Gail asked.  She felt bad, asking about Daryl.

   "Nah.  He's still good.  Married one of the young girls in his office.
We don't hang out much anymore."

   "That's too bad.  So what you gonna do now ?"

   "Thought I might fly out there and take you to dinner.  Is that okay
with you ?"

   There was a long pause.  Gail had been asking around, hoping to find
someone in 'Vegas who could get her into porno.  She figured she could make
descent money.  She wondered if Dudley would be cool with that ?

   "Sure, why not, mister stock broker.  My mother thinks you're a real
cool guy.  You thinking of settling out here ?"

   "I might be persuaded.  How's the employment picture out there ?"

   "Shitty, the casinos are on their asses.  My mom's work has been cut by
over half.  She's working two jobs now."

   "I'll be on the first flight tomorrow morning, Gail.  I want to see
you."

   "I'll be waiting, mister stock broker."

   *****

   Dudley Wilson drove out of the rental lot a little after ten in the
morning.  It was much warmer in 'Vegas.  The GPS was guiding him to Betty
Norbest's home.  It was in a pretty nice but older area in the northern
part of Green Valley.  He called her when he turned down the street.

   Gail was anxious.  He'd called from the airport.  Now the phone was
ringing again.  She looked out front and saw him pull up and park.  He was
dressed in a sports coat and slacks.  He looked wealthy and successful,
like he did on the flight to Mexico.  She almost ran to the door but waited
fifteen seconds after he knocked before swinging the door open.

   Dudley stood there.  Three feet separated them.  "Gail...," was followed
by nothing so he moved to her and took her into his arms.  He buried his
face in her neck and just breathed her in.  She was just out of the shower.
He kissed her right on the lips, their eyes staring into each other's.

   "I love you, Gail, and want to marry you." Gail stepped away from him.

   CHAPTER EIGHT

   "Sounds like lust to me, stock broker." Dudley fumbled in his pants
pocket before getting the box out.  He held it out to her.

   "If you take it, you have to wear it, Gail.  The box could be empty. 
But if it's not we're getting married.  Come on, 'Vegas girl.  What you
bettin' ?"

   Gail already had the box in her hands.  She couldn't imagine him bull
shiting her about marriage.  He just wasn't that kind of guy.  She was
shocked but then so was his buddy, Daryl, when Dudley told him before he
left NYC.

   She opened the box and the engagement ring lay on a bed of cotton.  She
dropped the box and put the ring on.  Dudley wrapped himself around her and
soon they were down the hall in her room, fucking like mink.  And that's
the way her mother found them when she got home from work.

   Betty was worn out.  She'd have to work several conventions in the next
couple of weeks to start breathing easier financially and that wasn't going
to happen.  There was a brand new car parked across the street from her
condo, in the turnabout.

   Betty drove right into the garage and was into the kitchen, getting a
wine cooler out of the refrigerator before she heard them.  The sound was
unmistakeable.  Here it was just six weeks after her operation and she was
having sex already.  And with who ?  Betty crept down the hall.  Her
daughter's door was wide open.

   Her daughter was on her hands and knees, the guy behind her just fucking
the shit out of her.  Gail's breasts were swinging back and forth as he
drove himself in and out of her daughter.  Betty pressed herself against
the hall wall and wondered if that's how she looked when her boss, Perry
Hooter, fucked her.....

   .....The first time she was so embarassed.  She'd only worked for him
for a short time but she'd done a real bang up job.  They were getting
loaded in his office after a convention wrapped up when he asked her out to
dinner.

   Shit !  He was hardly thirty.  Well thirty-something.  She felt like an
old woman at forty-five.  Jesus !  She had a nineteen year old daughter. 
And he had such a good looking wife and what a body she had !  And it's not
like Betty was doing a lot of dating.  She was eager for it after they had
several drinks and dinner together; then accompanied him to a casino hotel.

   On the way over they smoked several bowls of Sinaloa weed and were
stoned as dirt.  They gambled at a couple of machines as they wandered the
casino.  Like teenagers they entered the elevator.  Perry wrapped her into
his arms and started nuzzling her neck.  She smelled wonderful.  His hands
were on her ass and she wasn't wearing a girdle, just panties.  His cock
started to uncoil.  He'd wanted to fuck this middle-aged woman since he
interviewed her.  Divorced with a kid, almost too easy.  Mandy, his wife,
would be very excited hearing about it.

   The elevator door slid open.  "Come this way, Mrs.  Norbest." He was
pulling her by her hands down the hall.  She was so excited and yet so
apprehensive.  They had another drink in the room and then they were
kissing.  It was so natural.  His hands explored her body from her crotch
to her breasts.  She was spreading her legs with her skirt up high around
her hips.  A hand was inside her under panties and in her pubic hair.

   Betty reached for his dick.  Her husband went absolutely wild when she
did that.  Perry was hard and thick, much bigger than her husband, who left
her for another, a younger woman.  Oh !  God !  This was so good.  His
fingers were in her and starting to fuck in and out of her.  Her hips were
moving.  Perry danced her out in the middle of the room, his fingers still
fucking in and out of her.

   She stood at the end of the bed and stripped for him.  Dropped to her
knees and eagerly sucked on his cock.  It was wet and sloppy when she
finished with him.  He took her on the bed.  She was naked with her legs up
in the air above his shoulders.  He just kept fucking her and fucking her.
Two hours later they were doing it again.  Her orgasms were overpowering,
leaving her limp and sated.

   Perry came to her again with the sun coming up.  He stood at the side of
the bed and fucked her mouth while his fingers dug around in her well used
pussy.  She was going to cum again and was sure Perry was going to drown
her in semen.....

   .....Betty heard them getting off the bed.  Her daughter was saying
something about "her mother coming home." Betty retreated to her room and
closed the door.  It was over an hour before her daughter knocked at the
door.  He was standing there, behind her daughter.  Well dressed and
handsome but all she could see was his bare ass driving his cock in and out
of her daughter's upraised butt.

   "Mother, I'm getting married.  Oh !  This is Dudley Wilson." The silence
went on.  Dudley figured immediately that mother had walked in on them.  He
stepped to Gail's side.

   "Betty, I feel I know you.  Go change.  I'm taking you all out to
dinner. Where do you want to go ?" Betty backed into her room.  Dudley
reached in and pulled her out into the hall.  "No, you look great the way
you are.  You dress well at work.  I'm sorry about you walking in on us but
your daughter is a hard girl to pin down."

   "Didn't look that way a while ago.  Daughter, you best move your man out
of here soon.  I might just get tempted." Dudley smiled at her.  She was
very doable.  And he was almost positive Gail would love watching him bone
her mother.

   Gail slid behind him and threw her arms around Dudley's waist.  "He's
mine, mother.  Find your own." Dudley herded them toward the front door.

   At dinner he talked about all the plans he had.  Dudley had been gived a
sizable severance package.  Plus all the money he had plowed into the stock
market over the years.  It was a small fortune and would last many years
out here.  Plus he could also buy a house.  He could do tax returns if he
had to.  Dudley informed Betty that Gail was going back to school.  He was
adament and her daughter even looked interested.  Daddy was no longer
paying college bills after the fiasco last fall.  Betty wondered if this
Dudley was good for tuition and books ?

   *****

   The two of them had just dropped Betty off at her home.  Gail was
directing.  It was a newer neighborhood further south in Green Valley.  One
of Gail's high school girl friends claimed she could get a disk of her
porno movie to the right guy.  The guy might be at the party if he liked
it. If not, he's probably selling your disk to a thousand guys.  But he
doesn't do that too often, her friend claimed.

   "So you decided what you're gonna do ?" Dudley asked.

   "Try to get the disk back.  I'm getting married, didn't you hear ?"

   Dudley laughed.  "And what happens if he wants to keep the disk ?"

   "You're gonna kick the shit out of him or I'll blow him." Gail laughed.

   "I like the blow job part." Dudley was getting a boner.

   *****

   Betty hadn't heard them come in and the door to her daughter's room was
closed.  His car was parked across the street so they had to be in her
bedroom, asleep.  She had work to do at the office.  The envelope, with her
name on it, was on the bar in the kitchen.  She couldn't miss it.  The
check was for several hundred dollars more than the abortion.  There was a
note.  "Children are expensive.  Hope this helps." Dudley signed it.  She
folded up the check and put it in her purse.  The day started very well for
Betty Norbest.

   Dudley rose very early but remained in bed with Gail until she woke
around nine.  They talked until lunch time and then jumped into the shower
and went out to lunch.  Dudley told her about the check.  She wasn't
surprised her mother kept it.  They discussed some options on leaving her
mother's place.  But most of all they were both relieved that the guy had
no problems giving the disk back last night.  He claimed he hadn't even
looked at it.  Liked to preview it with the chick.  They looked for places
to live after lunch.

   Betty was on edge the whole day.  It was well after noon and Perry
Hooter, her boss, hadn't shown up yet.  He'd been late for several days now
that the majority of their work was done until March.  Christmas had come
and gone with just the abortion to think of.  Merry Christmas hardly
applied.  The check in her purse from Dudley was a lot of money to Betty.
She'd never ever considered giving it back.  It was like he was saying, "I
know what happened.  She's my responsibility now."

   She wanted some advice from Perry.  He was a good business man, who'd
managed to remain in business during horrible times.  He'd never screwed
her with her pay and even invited her over for dinner one weekend.  But
Betty was aprehensive and turned him down...Well, she wasn't sure why ?

   Some of the new girls, who worked for Perry on a part time basis, had
been very friendly with the boss.  She'd heard them screaming through the
door to his office, crying out their orgasms.  Just like she had several
times for the boss man since their first daliance.  Perry Hooter knew how
to ring a woman's bell.

   Perry called her in as soon as he arrived.  She'd left him a note on top
of the pile of his messages.  "What do you need, babe ?"

   "Well, you know about my daughter.  Now a boy friend has shown up and
proposed, ring and everything.  Slipped me a check that covered the cost of
the abortion plus several hundred for her living expenses.  Although now
she tells me that she got so much back from the university and made a
little money while she was in school.  What should I do with this money,
Perry ?"

   "Keep it, of course.  Ride this wave to shore, honey.  What does this
boy friend do for a living ?"

   Betty burst out, proud of Dudley's accomplishments, although she just
met him in a most unusual way.  Must be the money.  And the well dressed
appearance.  "He's a stock broker !  But he was let go.  So he's
unemployed. But he got a big severance, do we get those ?"

   Perry laughed, pushing himself up out of his chair.  "A stock broker !
You're shittin' me, Betty.  I can't believe it.  Call him now.  I want to
meet him." Already Betty felt better.  It was hours later before she got a
hold of Dudley but he answered on the second ring and now she was just
talking with him.  She'd spoken with him so many times.  She'd even had
fantasies about him.  Her daughter turning him down and then Betty swooping
in and letting him down softly.

   Dudley turned to Gail.  They'd been hunting for places to live, really
places to buy.  "It was your mother.  Her boss wants to meet me.  She
doesn't know why.  What's this guy like ?"

   "Only met him once but he kept my mom on during the bad times.  Not that
things are great now.  But lots of places like his disappeared in the last
couple of years.  I'm pretty sure she likes the guy and almost positive
they've had sex.  Mother mentioned once that he had a reputation with the
ladies.  She says the wife is real hot with big tits like mine.  Mother's
also said he's always got real good weed."

   Dudley reached over and took a hold of her thigh.  "How do we get there
? You said we needed weed, didn't you ?"

   "Keep going.  You've got a ways to go."

   CHAPTER NINE

   It was close to sunset before Betty poked her head in the doorway. 
"They're on their way." Perry was smoking a joint.  She came all the way
into his office and closed the door behind her.

   "Just why do you want to meet Dudley ?"

   Perry laughed.  Three months ago, who shows up out of the blue, after
over five years ?  Willy Tamarack, who else !  Just like Perry'd predicted.
Totally unpredictable !

   He spends less than an hour with them the first night.  Uploads a shit
load of files to Scooter's old laptop, flirts endlessly with Mandy and
leaves a list of items he wants them to look into.  He also ponies up
fifteen grand for some heavy weight.  Tells them that he'll be back in two
nights to pick up the weed.  And he'll need more !  Told them not to worry
about future supplies.  Six months and he'll be in major production.  He
promised.

   Then he invites them to this New Year's Eve party out at Lake Las Vegas.
This was a billionaire's estate.  Helicopter landing raft, boat dock,
olympic size pool and a mansion behind it that rose over two stories.  It
was a fortress !  And what a fucking orgy it was !  Just like the old days
!

   "A friend of mine has some interest in a money man." Perry answered
Betty.  Willy's list of items that needed handling.  One of the action
items was finding a money man who smoked weed.  Perry knew the daughter
smoked weed as Betty was always mentioning that the house smelled like a
weed emporium when she got home from work.  So maybe her boy friend did
also ?!  "I figure a stock broker is as close as it gets.  What's your
daughter plan on doing ?"

   "He told me she's going back to school.  I really don't know." She was
now sharing the joint with Perry.

   "As I remember your daughter is a hot looking lady.  Just like mama."
She colored a bit and couldn't look him in the eye.  "I bet she is." He
laughed, putting his arm around Betty.  "Want me to check the guy out,
Betty ?"

   "He's from New York." Perry shrugged his shoulders.  Betty took another
drag off the joint.  She heard them outside the office.  "They're here."
She moved to open the door.  "And put that joint out." Perry laughed.

   As soon as the couple entered the room, Perry knew he was going to like
them.  The guy was wearing a sports jacket with slacks, loafers and a nice
blue collared shirt.  Several years younger than Perry was.  The girl was
just as hot as he remembered, wearing jeans with a man's shirt, not tucked
in.  She was braless and her tits moved around in the shirt, much larger
than her mother's.  Both of them looked at each other as if to say, "Is
that marijuana we smell ?" Mother looked guilty, remaining across the room.

   Dudley laughed and held out his hand.  "Dudley Wilson.  I believe you've
met my fiance, Gail Norbest.  Nice air freshner." He smiled at Perry. 
Perry came out from behind his desk and guided the couple to the couch. 
He'd fucked her mother on that couch and that turned him on.

   "So, Dudley, tell me how it is that you find yourself in Las Vegas."
Perry stared right into the younger man's eyes.  Dudley held Perry's gaze.
This was a serious inquiry and he'd just walked in the door.

   "Down sizing is what I was told but you never know in these situations.
I felt I was contributing but like I said.  You never really know."

   "An honest answer.  Got a card from the last place ?" Dudley dug out his
wallet and passed one to Perry.  He held it out for Betty.  "Betty go out
and run a background check on Mister Wilson."

   Betty took the card and left the room.  Dudley took no offense,
appearing very attached to the daughter.  "So what if you can't find
something to your liking ?" Perry asked.

   "Haven't thought about that yet.  Just got here." Dudley had his arm
around the daughter's shoulder.  "Been chasing this young lady since last
summer.  But it was worth it."

   Betty stuck her head in the door and stated, "No priors, wants or
warrants and in the top ten percent of credit scores."

   Dudley jumped up off the couch and looked over at Betty, "Well, come on
now, let's go eat.  My treat.  Where's a nice place, Perry.  Call your
wife."

   Perry was coming around the desk again and took Betty by the arm. 
"Wife's working.  Tough shit for her.  When's the last time we got a free
meal, Betty ?  Let's go !" The four of them left the office and all piled
into Perry's van.  They ended up at a very cozy place over on Sunset, named
Todd's.

   When the meal was over and the girls were in the ladies' room, Perry
began.  "So Gail looks like a very hot young lady.  You're a lucky man,
Dudley Wilson.  You picked her up in Mexico is what I hear.  True ?"

   "Yea, we saw each other on the plane and it was love at first sight. 
She calls it lust at first sight." He laughed.  "Her mother speaks very
highly of you, Perry.  Thanks from all of us for keeping her on.  I'm sure
that was hard." Dudley paused and took a sip of his drink.  "Gail's heard
you're some times able to provide interested parties with a little
marijuana.  True ?  We don't have any contacts in town."

   Bingo !  He'd found the money man for Willy Tamarack.  Perry looked at
him for a moment before starting, "Betty pulls more than her weight.  We
all have to.  But business is just so shitty.  Nothing for us until March.
So she'll be spending a lot of time at home.  So will I.  My wife bartends
part time and brings home some money.  And like you've heard, I sometimes
have a little weed to sell."

   Dudley smiled at him as he peeled off several hundred dollar bills from
the roll he kept in his pocket.  He pushed them across the table.  Perry
covered the money with his hand.

   "Wow !  That's a lot of grass !" Perry exclaimed just as his phone rang.
He dug it out of his pocket.  It was Mandy.  She was just getting off work.
"Sorry, Dudley, got to take this." Perry left the table and wandered toward
the front door.  The girls were just getting back to the table.

   Gail slid right in next to Dudley.  Her hand went immediately to his
crotch.  She started rubbing his cock.  Betty was smiling at them from
across the booth, totally clueless.

   "Where's Perry ?" Betty asked.  Dudley pointed toward the front of the
resturant.  Betty looked in that direction and saw Perry talking on his
phone by the front door.

   "Probably his wife." Gail stated, still rubbing Dudley's hardening cock.
The vision of her mother riding it while she sat on his face rushed through
her consciousness.  She leaned toward Dudley and whispered, "Let's go home.
I want to watch you fuck my mother's eyes out." She felt his cock flex in
her hand.  Perry was coming back to the table.

   "Hey !  I gotta run.  Mandy says we got a friend coming to visit
tonight. Thanks for dinner, Dudley.  I'll drop you off at the office and
get you that weed." The four of them moved toward the front of the
resturant.  Dudley's bone was quite evident in his slacks but only Gail
noticed.

   Perry Hooter dropped them off at the office and after getting their weed
from the safe in his office, drove home.  Betty followed her daughter and
her fiance back to her condo.  She wished Perry would have stayed.  She was
horny.  He always seemed to be able to tell when she needed to be touched.
His hand had been in her lap several times, during dinner, squeezing her
thigh.

   The garage door was coming down when the youngsters rushed into the
garage.  Betty couldn't help but notice the pipe growing down Dudley's
pant's leg.  He had a hand on each of them as they made their way to the
kitchen.

   Betty went straight to her room and changed into some jeans and a "T"
shirt.  She was eager to smoke more weed with her daughter and Dudley.  She
only socialized at work.  All her old girl friends were married and they
didn't particularly want Betty around a lot.  Girls only nights were few
and far between.  When she got back to the kitchen Dudley was already
taking a drag off a pipe.  Her daughter was waiting her turn.  Betty
laughed and they both looked toward her.

   Dudley looked over at the middle-aged mother of his fiance.  This weed
was good, smooth and quite strong.  He imagined her naked.  Her hair was
much lighter than her daughter's but maybe she colored it ?  Her breasts
were no where near her daughter's size.  Gail reached for Dudley's cock and
gave it a squeeze.  It was very visible in his slacks.

   Betty couldn't help but notice her daughter giving his cock a squeeze
while she was taking a hit off the pipe.  Her daughter came across the
kitchen toward her, holding out the pipe.  There was a huge ziplock baggie
of marijuana on the kitchen counter.  She looked past her daughter to her
fiance and his very obvious hardon.

   Betty took the pipe and Gail held the lighter.  She took a huge hit. 
She liked the way weed made her feel.  She was always stoned when Perry
fucked her.  It made her feel she was getting back at her husband.  Fucking
Perry, not smoking weed.  She was taking another drag off the pipe.

   [continued in]

   "After Sport Fucking !?"
   [part four]